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I saw your post and i thought of smth like one of the members (in my head it's seungkwan but tbh it can be wonwoo) approaches y/n and dino, who at that point have been a long term couple, to ask for advice on getting more intimate with their partner of a couple of months. Y/n & dino suggest role playing and they list some examples which takes them to a tangent of which ones were their favorites which almost goes out of hand until member clears their throat which puts the blushing couple back to reality. Then y/n does a risky move and questions why member even likes the person, which angers said member until they go on a long loving rant, to which y/n just goes ayt mate chill i don't actually have beef w u i just wanted u to realize the PASSION u have which was really just the secret to y/n and chan's loving relationship bc duh who is lee chan if not passionate. And anw said member thanks them and leaves the two alone to get steamy (how much u wanna write is up to u wink wink)

It can even be a two POV thing like u write about chan x reader and another fic for the wonwoo x reader after his convo w the couple, to satisfy your urge to write :> or u could also NOT do it if it doesn't float your boat hehe just thought I'd put it out there :> anw if ever i get out of writer's block and u decide not to do it i might give it a shot (but at this point it is a very big shot in the dark if im even gonna find the inspiration to write it with still having pending WIPs lol)

Anw just came by to drop some crumbs here thank u for ur time i hope you're having a lovely day :>

different roles, same heart || l.c

💗 Pairing: Dino/Chan x Reader (afab)

💗 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+); Fluff (no smut but rated M for the context); Established relationship

💗 Warnings: Mentions of roleplaying and past roleplays

💗 Word Count: 1.1k

💗 Author's Note: Awh, thank you for sharing your idea with me!!! Please feel free to still write your own version if/when you feel up to it! Writing's block is a pain in the ass and sometimes difficult to overcome :c I hope you can get past your funk soon! It's a sucky spot to be in. And oof, I have so many WIPs... 🥴 Thank you again, and happy holidays (if you celebrate)!

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“Roleplaying?” Seungkwan repeats, eyeing you and Chan with a mix of disbelief and puzzlement.

“Yeah,” Chan nods. “You give each other a role, or character, to be and act out a scenario.”

“I know what it is,” Seungkwan huffs and waves his hand in the air as if to dismiss Chan’s words.

“Why do you seem confused then?” you wonder.

“I just didn’t expect that answer,” Seungkwan replies.

You shrug, leaning into Chan as you both sit on the couch. Seungkwan watches you both from the adjacent seat.

“I mean, you can try toys or different positions, or kinks, but we just found roleplaying to be the most exciting,” Chan explains.

“How so?” Seungkwan asks.

“Well, you can embody roles that normally might be inappropriate in real life, but have a thrilling repute.”

“Like a teacher and a student,” you chime in.

Chan smiles and glances at you. “That was fun, wasn’t it?”

You nod, recalling the time Chan punished you for being a disobedient student.

“Or that one time I was a police officer and you were an inmate,” you continue.

“You looked so sexy with half your uniform on,” Chan murmurs, getting lost in the memory.

“The handcuffs definitely added to it too,” you giggle.

“I liked you in the maid outfit as well. All bent ov—”

Seungkwan clears his throat to stop him.

“I get it,” he says, face slightly red from hearing your stories. “But, isn’t it a little embarrassing to play pretend?”

“It’s only embarrassing if both partners don’t commit to their roles,” you say.

“It did feel a little strange at first, but you get into it really quickly,” Chan reassures.

Seungkwan sounds unsure when he says, “I don’t know.”

You purse your lips in thought and move away from Chan.

“Why do you want to get more intimate with your partner? Why do you like them that much to care?” you ask.

Seungkwan’s silent for a moment, but it seems like it’s not for him to consider the reason. It’s more to calm his nerves before he can get too annoyed.

“How could you even ask that?” Seungkwan scoffs, offended. “We may not have been together as long as you guys, but that doesn’t mean what we have isn’t strong. You act as if you know us better than we know each other. They’ve treated me better than any partner I’ve had before and I can see how much they care about me. And I care about them just as much—maybe even more!”

You chuckle softly. “I never doubted how much you liked them.”

“Then why did you ask those questions?” he frowns.

“Because I wanted you to see it’s the passion that drives the relationship,” you explain sincerely. “It’s not about how sexual you are or the duration of the relationship. It’s about the passion you have for each other.”

You glance at Chan when he’s silent only to find him staring at you with a big smile. You can tell from his eyes how much he loves you. Your heart floods with comforting warmth.

Before you get too lost in Chan, you turn to Seungkwan again.

“Even the most vanilla sex can still be thrilling if there’s passion between people,” you expand.

“I suppose that’s true,” Seungkwan says slowly, digesting your words.

“However, there’s still nothing wrong with wanting to spice things up in the bedroom. Just make sure it’s for the right reason,” you smile.

Seungkwan returns the grin, nodding. “Right.”

Chan leans toward you, wrapping an arm around your waist and giving your temple a loving kiss. It’s as if your words reminded him how much he’s devoted to you.

“Well, I better head out,” Seungkwan says and stands from his seat to make his way to the door.

You and Chan follow suit.

“We hope we helped you,” Chan says, arm around your waist.

“I’m sorry if I made you mad earlier,” you apologize quickly.

Seungkwan waves his hand again, smiling. “I just got ahead of myself. I understand your intention now.”

Chan holds the door open for Seungkwan, watching as his friend stands in the doorway.

“Thank you both,” Seungkwan says.

“Anytime, Kwanie,” you grin.

“And good luck,” Chan winks.

Seungkwan rolls his eyes playfully and gives you both a wave before leaving.

Chan shuts the door, then looks at you.

“What?” you ask, unsure why he’s staring at you quietly.

“You know, when we were recalling our past roleplays,” he begins and grabs your waist to pull you closer. “I kept thinking of new ones.”

“Oh, yeah?” you smile, arms wrapping around his shoulders. Chan’s eyes dart down to your lips briefly.

“I’m thinking you’re one of my tenants, but you haven’t been able to pay the bill for two months,” Chan says.

You listen attentively, heart already beginning to race with the idea.

“So, you’re my landlord?” you ask.

He nods. “And I come by to get the overdue bills, but you still don’t have the money.”

You smile, understanding where he’s going with his scenario.

“You wanna do that now?” you question.

Sometimes, you’ll set a date to act out your roleplays—giving you enough time to get any materials needed or to prepare to be in a certain mindset. However, this one doesn’t appear to need much planning.

Chan shrugs. “I’m okay with that. Are you?”

“I’m more than okay.”

Chan grins and squeezes your hips. You lean in to kiss him, but he keeps you at arm's length.

“You can save that for later,” he says.

You pout but oblige.

“I’m going to get changed then step out for a while,” he explains.

“How long will you be?” you wonder, eager to get started.

Chan chuckles at your restlessness and moves away from you.

“I think it’d be more exciting if I didn’t tell you,” he replies and moves to the bedroom.

Although you try to follow him, he shuts the door on you and locks it.

“Hey!” you whine and wiggle the doorknob. “Channie!”

“Can’t spoil what I’ll wear. Go to the living room and don’t leave until you hear the front door close,” he instructs.

“You know landlords don’t dress fancy, right?” you huff. You can see the appeal in not knowing what he’ll look like but don’t like the idea of waiting any longer.

“It doesn’t matter. If you see me now, it might affect the scene.”

“Fine, I’m going,” you grumble.

“I’ll see you soon, baby,” he calls out sweetly.

“Yeah, okay,” you say as you leave, mouth in a frown.

You know you’re being an impatient baby, but how can you not be when your boyfriend just proposed a sexy new idea and plans to fuck you senseless?

A/N: There will be a aprt two 🫡

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medalloway-blog · 3 years

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(Uncle) Alphard Black's fanfics

Since I watched this fanvid I cannot simply picture Alphard Black as any other than Tommy Shelby (Cillian Murphy) from Peaky Blinders - therefore, the gif.

I’ve already read a few fanfics which include Alphard Black, but none about his own story. So now I leave you a few suggestions, some I’ve read, others I have pending.

The Outliers by Atypical16 | Complete | 21 chapters | Alphard Black and Tom Riddle are the main characters in this fanfic | It is 1945 and the staff and students at Hogwarts are anticipating Gellert Grindelwald's rule extending to the UK. Whether they are celebrating or panicking usually depends on their blood status. Usually - but not always.

How to Solve a Riddle by peppermage | WIP | 3 chapters | Alphard Black and Rufus Scrimgeour are the main characters in this fanfic | A popular socialite named Hepzibah Smith is murdered in her own home and the entire wizarding world is demanding to know who did it.The Minister, Wilhemina Tuft, assigns the case to three new aurors who must head one of the most difficult and turbulent cases of the decade.

Black and Lupin by ThatFilmGraduate | Oneshot | Aplhard Black and Lyall Lupin are the main characters | Before Sirius Orion Black and Remus John Lupin, there was another generation of Blacks and Lupins that had attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And they, too, had been good friends.A short story of how Alphard Black and Lyall Lupin met and became friends.

For The Rest Of Your Days by allineedistwentygoodmen | Oneshot | Alphard Black and Cassiopeia Black are the main characters | November, 1976. On his deathbed, a conflicted Alphard Black has an enlightening conversation with his Aunt Cassiopeia.

Until the Very End by e_of_west_glendia | Oneshot | Alphard Black, Sirius and Regulus are the main characters | Alphard bonding with Regulus and Sirius.

The Black Sheep by izzythehutt | WIP | 3/4 chapters | Alphard Black, Sirius and Regulus are the main characters | December, 1966. After a long time abroad, Alphard Black returns to Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place for the dreaded annual Black Family Christmas party, and finds an unlikely kindred spirit in his seven-year-old nephew—in whom he already sees a spark needed to keep the family fire burning.

Blacksheep by StarsAreMassive | Oneshot | Alphard Black and Sirius are the main characters | After Sirius was disowned, word reached France of the recent developments in the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black, and the Potters receive a visitor.

Uncle Alphard by HP-Forever-XX | Oneshot | Alphard Black and Sirius are the main characters | "A little rebellion can be a good thing, Sirius," he informed his nephew wisely. "There's no shame in being blasted off that bloody tapestry. In fact"—he paused to smirk—"let's see if we can't both of us get blasted off.'"

The Lost Generation by Jennbob | Chapters 1 - 15 - 34 | This is a Wolfstar fanfiction, but the referred chapters are the ones that include Uncle Alphard bonding with Sirius and I must confess I really like the way Alphard is portrayed here.

Now and Forever by RLandSBindaclub | Oneshot | Tomphard | With Professor Dippet hosting his own Yuleball for the Hogwarts students, it could only end in misery for Alphard Black and his young love. Luckily for him, Tom Riddle has always been one for grandeur. | It’s a long oneshot fic and the details and emotions are all there with subtlety and delicacy. (added to the list on the 21st May 2021)

Let me know if you have any other suggestions to add to this list.

#pre marauders era #fanfiction #alphard black #house of black #regulus black #sirius black #sirius black fanfiction #masterlists #noble house of black #regulus black fanfiction

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lil-creatorwritings · 4 years

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Author Interview

I got tagged by @alloveroliver ! Not sure how this will go but let’s do it~

Name: Well you can call me Becky! Trust me, my surname is a tongue twister and you don’t need to know that.

Fandoms: Er dear lord, that’s a lot if I count the ones outside of otome. If we’re talking just that, then it’s mainly Cybird titles (MidCin, IkeSen, IkeRev and IkeVamp). I have anime and video games fandoms too and you can ask me about that here or on my personal blog! Want to do in the future: Write more, I guess. And get a new phone for more otome games!

Where You Post: Tumblr and AO3 for my fics. Twitter is mostly for my ranting about routes or something about the otome and my main place for finding fanart (and retweeting them, BECAUSE WE DON’T STEAL OTHER PEOPLE’S FANARTS).

Most Popular One-Shot: It’s apparently my Day 2 Kinktober. A lot of y’all are thirsty for some Leonardo smut eh?

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story: The MitsuhidexOC smut trilogy (which I am now calling the Phone Call trilogy lol). It’s hilarious because whenever I think of this story, I remember that it wasn’t suppose to be a trilogy in the first place (it was a one-shot but then someone aggressively persuaded me into writing more of it). I honestly didn’t expect it to blow up like that (and I underestimated the Mitsuhide stans hahaha). Here is part 1, 2 and 3.

Favorite Story You Wrote: Probably my Day 21 of a 31 Day Writing Challenge I did in 2018. I also had an original work, but it’s been put on the back burner for awhile now.

Story You Were Nervous to Post: Five, which was my first IkeSen fic. I was nervous because I wasn’t sure if I got Masamune’s character right and for a personal reason (that I’m just gonna leave at that hahah).

How You Choose Your Titles: Most of the time, I either have a pending title for it or the title comes to me first as I’m writing it. The general theme of the story also has weight on its title.

Completed: 70-ish fics. Which reminds me that I need to fix and update my Masterlist lol.

Incomplete: *tucks away my wips and google docs of future fic ideas* What incomplete works? Who is she? (lol but seriously maybe..2 or 3. I don’t usually write something and then start another one without completing the previous one, which is probably why I have few incomplete WIPs--because if I didn’t start on it, it’s technically not incomplete lol.)

Do You Outline?: When I first started writing, not so much in the way that I would write them in bullets or a flow chart. I would imagine the scene in my head then write it out, which works for me most of the time. I suppose you could argue that it’s a form of outlining too.. But I mostly type or write the general flow of my fic when my thoughts start to wander and branch out of my original idea to keep me in check.

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started: An IkeRev Ray fic that... I’ll be honest it’s a little diamond in the rough, and the theme isn’t really a pleasant thing to talk about. But this is a fic that I feel compelled to write for personal reasons. I don’t want to say much now because I’m not even sure how to start it as of right now. But I do want to write it. There’s also a soulmate AU I want to do for IkeVamp (and for some reason I wanted to do it with Arthur but I haven’t done his route yet), an IkeRev mafia AU (trying to steer away from the ‘crystals are drugs’ and think up of another idea), an IkeSen detective with that femme fatale thing (look idk what the genre is called but think Bioshock Infinite: Burial at Sea), an Edgar Bright art student AU, and just... more stuff lol. But more smut!

Do You Accept Prompts?: I do, but I rarely get them. Maybe because I don’t get to them on time and my followers don’t bother to ask me for stuff lol :( . I don’t really mind that I don’t get them, since I often write my own ideas. But I mean, feel free to drop one if you want to!

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited to Write: Uh, I guess to finish my Kinktober..?? yes shut up i know its 2020

(Apparently the next questions were added by Ash, so I’ll go ahead and answer them too~)

What do you use to edit?: Currently, I’m not using any third party writing editor. That’s just my personal preference though.

Writing setup: My main set up is in my room, sitting in front of my desk with my laptop and bluetooth keyboard (some of the letters on the laptop aren’t working, so I use an external one. I always have a water bottle with me (because I could sit for hours) and Spotify playing on my phone on speaker. I use Google Docs for all of my fics. Sometimes I’ll go mobile and hook my bluetooth keyboard to my phone and type from there, especially if I can’t stay in my room.

Do you use a beta reader? Nope. For some reason, it’s not a habit of mine to ask someone to beta read my work, though I have done it a few times before. I write, walk away from it, come back to proofread, post, then try to stop obsessing over if it will get notes or not.

Where do you get your writing inspo?: A lot of places--books, songs, anime, tv shows, the internet, other people, prompt lists.. As to the motivation to write, well, that’s something that I’m also struggling with right now hahaha.

Can we get a quote from an upcoming WIP?:

It wasn’t much of a surprise. This amount of workload always comes with the highest ranking officer in the army, and you’ve always understood that. There are some things that can’t be delegated or that specifically need his approval. Yet it didn’t stop you from feeling a little left out and wanting some of his attention.

Feeling restless, you push off the table and head towards the door. If he was still working, there was only one other person you could think of to keep you company. Skipping down the hallway, you stop in front of one of the doors before knocking on it enthusiastically. “Hm? Little lady?”

Sirius’ room was pristine as always. You step in and plop down on his bed, not caring if your skirts ride up your thighs. “Ray’s still working.”

He smiles and sits down next to you. “And I suppose you came to me to keep you entertained?”

This time, you pout at him. “So what if I did?”

Idk who to tag so if any of my followers (who haven’t done this) see this, go do it!

#mepp #she tagged my personal blog but imma post it here lol

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raiswanson · 5 years

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First Lines Tag

Tagged by @kirabauthor! Thank you much!! :3

So the rules state “Post the first line of your last ten published fanfics, and then tag ten people.” but I don’t write fanfic and haven’t officially published anything yet, so we’re just gonna go with the first lines of projects I’ve worked with/thought about recently!

(note: a few of these have more info on my WIP page!)

1) I dreamed of the sea. (The Loving Seal)

2) I enjoyed standing on the rooftops when I was upset. (Pryza)

3) I’ve seen this before. (Estriele [sequel to Pryza])

4) “Neffi, slow down! Where are we going? The Elder said not to go this way after dark!” Keta cried, bobbling down the road after her older brother with her arms clutched tight around her knitted deer. (The Dragon’s Totem)

5) “Where are you going?” (The Dancing Sands)

6) Everet kept his eyes downcast, pretending not to notice Kelley’s gaze burning the back of his neck. (Dance of the Moons)

7) If I hadn’t known better, I’d have thought I’d grown another head. (Killer Waves)

8) “Come on, Brian, just let me go. We can...we can talk about this! I can pretend I didn’t see anything! Please! I won’t talk!” I called uselessly from the back of the van. (*Title still pending*)

9) “Jasper, Jasper! Look what I can do!” I cheered, seconds before leaping from the 3rd floor landing. (Lovely Teeth: Nadra)

10) The tin roof creaked under my weight. (Lovely Teeth: Anador [sequel to Nadra])

I tried to pull from my most-completed WIPs but a few of these were pushing it, I’ll admit that :p

Tag game tag list!! (feel free to ask to be added/removed!)

@helenpowers @typeaadventures @tundra-tiger @jesse-is-inarguably-purple @inkandkeyboard @lilymaidofgallifrey @booksaremymeth @otramble @dqwrites @jade-island-lives @jaidynwrites @lady-redshield-writes @authorloremipsum @thewitchthetimeladythehuntress @midgardianthief @dwobbit-under-the-mountain @sincerestaffect @universalfanfic @siarven @paper-shield-and-wooden-sword @authordai @vulpixofwin @incandescent-creativity @dove-actually @fictionshewrote @ren-c-leyn @kirabauthor

#tag rai #me: has a hundred fekkin WIPs. also me: BARELY HAS THE FIRST PART OF ANY OF THEM WRITTEN APPARENTLY AAAA #6 starts off with the narrator reading a romance novel because of course it does :^D thnx Reg.#8 still doesn't know what it wants to be but it's something fire-related for sure. *BIG SHRUG*

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isthemedia · 5 years

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Ya know what? Last Hurrah time if anything happens to my Tumblr!

Below will be the 1st chapter of the sequel to “What do I Dream to be” (title pending)

The first chapter of the Non-Despair AU-prologue here

And the WIP of the Post Game Fic Prologue.

Finishing up the sequel to “What do I Dream to be” (FUCK YEAH I’m on chapter 7!)

Chapter 1

“You ever going to tell me your name?”

Eraser huffed as he glared at the blonde. They were sitting...somewhere. He couldn’t tell where. Everything was distorted and nothing looked familiar.

The blonde was still grinning.

“...maybe someday.”

He couldn’t stop the small smirk that crossed his face when the blonde whined.

“Come oooooooon,” he drew out and leaned against him. “Give me something!”

Eraser rolled his eyes and pushed the other away. “Fine...if you want something...I like peach things.”

Bright green eyes--

No wait...red?

No wait, they’re green again?

“Peach things?” The other boy stared at him

“I like the flavor.”

There was a beat before he saw that bright smile again--

And then two large hands from the dark reached out and roughly pulled the blonde away. He could hear the blonde scream and reach out for him.

Eraser reached back, but felt hands take ahold of him and pull away.

“H-HIZASHI!”

“Eraser!”

Blurry eyes flew open as he felt his chest heaving as he took in deep breaths. Eyes darting around before settling on the face that was over his. Those bright green eyes filled with worry.

Green…?

He felt gentle hands cups his face.

“You’re alright,” Hizashi murmured and leaned in, giving him a soft kiss. “You’re alright...a-and I’m right here.”

Eraser nodded some as he finally got his breathing back under control. They stay quiet for a bit, Hizashi nuzzling him gently.

“You were calling my name…”

“...you were...taken away,” Eraser replied.

Hizashi gave a soft kiss. “I’m right here.”

The eraser user wrapped his arms around Hizashi and pulled him close. The blonde sighed happily as he settled against him. Enjoying the moment of them being so close with one another.

“Hey, think we should get up and go out for a bit?” Hizashi suggested. It was nearing evening. He was getting used to this out of whack sleeping schedule; the lack of windows helped with that.

“Do we?”

“Maybe some fresh air and a bite? I...just never heard you scream like that.”

The worry in the blonde’s voice made Eraser stop any further arguments. He nodded.

The two dressed in silence, the air still a bit tense.

“...you asked for my name,” Eraser said.

“I, what?”

“In my dream...you asked for my name…” he felt his brows furrow. “I...I can’t even remember it.”

Hizashi gave a sad smile before walking over to him, pulling his shirt on before wrapping his arms around him. “It’s alright Eraser...I mean I want to know it,” he began. “But, nothing would change now if I did know it. I would still love you if you were Yuki, Hajime, or even Karou. It wouldn’t change who YOU are.”

Eraser blushed slight and scoffed. “You’re such a sap.”

“And I’m ALL yours!” Hizashi grinned and kissed him on the cheek with an exaggerated ‘mwah’. “Come on, I’m realizing I’m starving, and it’s Friday...we should be in the clear.”

“....I need more protein gels too.”

“Wanna see if we can find those peach ones again?”

The was a brief replay of his dream that ran through Eraser’s mind. How normal, and almost real it felt. Shaking it off he nodded and gave a soft smile to Hizashi.

‘Toonuchi Financial Group is another victim to be added to the list of those hit by the string of arsons. Surveillance video shows that last evening a disruption occurred that was enough to cause the cameras to malfunction. Upon closer inspection, it can be confirmed that the damage to them, was caused by a high increase of pressure.

Pressure, created by a devastating sound the decibels reaching over 150.’

“They know it was you,” Eraser said as he glanced over to the TV playing in the bar.

“Even if I didn’t do that, they would have pinned it on me,” Hizashi said as he took a drink of his beer.

One of the few things Hizashi learned about enjoying being in the Marunouchi was how desolate it was when it came to the weekend. It was when he and Eraser could go out in civilian wear and nobody was the wiser.

It was obvious that Eraser never took the opportunity to go out and about, until well...everything that happened a few months ago.

The more he was with Eraser, he felt the underlying familiarity. He remembers when he ran out to get some minor groceries he came across some of these peach protein gels. There was a nagging in the back of his mind telling him to get them, that the other had a fondness for the sweet flavor. So he did. The way Eraser’s eyes lit up was well worth the risk of following that nagging.

“We shouldn’t stay out much longer,” Eraser said, he feet kicking at one of the shopping bags they had sitting under the table.

“Right right...one more after this right?” Hizashi asked, eyes darting to the TV quickly, the hidden message under the question coming through clearly.

Eraser nodded. “Yeah…”

“Then what? You said, the doctors were good...but who else?”

“Some of the guards, though most are blacked out too. Then…” Eraser hesitated. “Then...Kaiguchi…”

Hizashi coughed as he choked on his beer. “K-Kaiguchi Kanjirou?” The ‘Man of the Year’ for businesses three years running? The man behind several ‘saved’ businesses? The man who HELPED fund multiple Quirk assistant charities?! The man that helped fund the Quirk research for doctors!?

HE was part of it!? HE was part of the Quirk Advancement Program!?

Hizashi took a calming breath. Alright, alright, i-it could make sense. The guy coulda been duped into thinking it really was helping them. Right? He met the guy a few times. Intimidating as hell, but his heart was in the right pla--

“He…” Eraser felt himself shake a little, and it felt like ice settled at the the pit of his stomach. Everything around him was starting to go hazy, as that sweet scent of cigar smoke was suddenly filling his senses. He jumped when he felt hands cover his. Looking up he could see Hizashi looking at him, green eyes filled with worry and a bit of panic. He opened his mouth and Hizashi cut him off.

“Don’t...y-you don’t have to talk about him, alright? Let’s get going, yeah? Head on back, maybe watch something?” The way Eraser acted...shit what did this guy know? Did he know? What was Kaiguchi Kanjirou’s connection?

Eraser nodded. He’d normally make some snappy remark but he just couldn't bring himself to do it this time. The only thing he knew he could be sure of, is how grateful he was that Hizashi was here…

With him.

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Non-despair Ishimondo and other ships fic-basically a fic of about accepting themselves beyond their Ultimate.

Chapter 1

Transitioning to Hope’s Peak from Kaiseidan High wasn’t as difficult had Ishimaru thought it would be. The atmosphere was different, more elite and pronounced, but it wasn’t overwhelming. It almost felt natural to be here.

At first he tried to get use to some of his classmates, though most seemed to just ignore him despite his best attempts to maintain his...as Sotaru-kun called it “Moral Compass” personality.

For a brief moment he was certain that he was going to maintain his...rather lonesome social standings at this new school as well-but that changed after about a month into the school year.

Mondo Oowada.

In all honesty Ishimaru was certain he and the Ultimate Bike Gang Leader were going to be at each other’s throats at all times. They were, afterall, at opposite ends of the spectrum. However, maybe through with dealing with people like Noitaka-kun, it seemed that they manage to form some sort of comradery between them.

No, not a comradery, that word didn’t hold the weight of the connection between them properly.

A brotherhood of sorts was formed.

A deep brotherly bond. He rarely had to worry about spending his free time alone. The biker’s presence a near constant thing. It lead him to form another friendship with his classmate Chihiro Fujisaki. The two favored to spend more quiet time while Mondo would attempt to slack off between classes; the latter would occasionally try to catch a quick nap.

He and Chihiro would take the time to talk about simple things and such. Ishimaru couldn’t understand a lot of the jargon the other would use when trying to explain their next pet project they were working on, but he enjoyed the conversation nevertheless.

He was also grateful that when the bell rang, he wasn’t alone in trying to wake the boker up from his sleep.

All further hesitations and doubts about attending such a prestigious school were almost instantly lifted knowing that his brother, his kyoudai would be there besides him.

Ishimaru found himself being able to speak again with the authority he once had; and even though there were times where he felt ineffective...the times where he wasn’t feeling as such greatly overshadowed them. Case in point would be what have just transpired moments ago.

It was a rare sight to see Togami Byakuya attend gym. The Ultimate Affluent Prodigy not seeing the reason for him to attend such a class he viewed as beneath him. It was almost as rare as seeing Fukawa and Celeste to partake in it as well.

It wasn’t as if the heir was out of shape, quite the contrary, Byakuya was nearly at the peak of physical prowess.

However…

No amount of physical aptitude could prepare anyone from taking a hit to the face by a dodgeball from the Ultimate Baseball Star. Leon yelled out some profanities along with apologies.

Ishimaru without hesitation helped the other boy up, ignoring the protest and verbal berating the other dished out. Bringing the other to the locker room where Ishimaru was able to not only find the first aid kit, but a small repair kit for glasses.

Luckily enough it seemed that Byakuya's glasses didn’t sustain any damage, just smudged lenses. A feat a bit shocking since the blow was hard enough to cause the other’s nose to bleed and split his lower lip.

Byakuya swiped the small cloth, claiming he was quite capable of handling this himself. Ishimaru was still unsure how to actually speak with the other, he always seem--no, he most definitely does just brush off whatever he says. He stood there a bit awkwardly before something caught his eye.

He probably wouldn’t have seen it if Byakuya didn’t shift on the bench to tend to his still slightly bleeding nose. But peaking out from the bottom of his gym shorts was a patch of bruising skin. At first Ishimaru thought that perhaps it was from the fall he took from getting hit.

But there was something more to it.

There was a little bit of drying blood...from what looked like small indentations from a pronged item. Almost like a for--

“Did you--”

“What?” The other snapped as he put his glasses back on.

“Your leg,” Ishimaru gestured to it.

“It’s nothing. Merely a distraction tactic,” Byakuya stated as he stood up, tossing dirtied cloth at Ishimaru's feet.

“A distraction tact--”

“Not everyone can be as open about certain sides of themselves,” Byakuya cut him off. “We can’t all be open as you and that punk are.”

“Open?” Ishimaru repeated. What was he going on about--oh wait! Didn’t he explain that there’s that unspoken war among all the other potential heirs? So did that mean that he felt guilty for wanting some sort of sibling relationship that he and Mondo had. “I don’t see what’s wrong with you wanting to have a brotherly bond like Mondo and I have! In fact it might be for the best for you! Having that bond can empower you in a way you never felt before!”

Byakuya stared at him. As if he was trying to process the outburst. Was he really that…?

The Affluent Prodigy scoffed out a dry laugh, which only had the other’s look of confusion grow. He almost felt pity for him...not really understanding what he meant. And perhaps a small amount to the Bike Gang Leader for showing interest in somebody so dense.

“It would be best for you to believe me when I say, that it is not as easy as you make it out to be,” he said to Ishimaru before turning on his heel to go back to class.

No...wanting something you know you cannot have. And knowing you can’t have it...sometimes a distraction no matter how brutal can be the only course of action.

“Hey, Togami?”

Dammit.

“You alright? It looked like Leon hit you pretty badly,” Makoto asked as he approached the other. “He feels really bad about it.”

“He should be fine,” another voice added. “Even with his strength, there wouldn’t be enough force to break his nose.”

And Byakuya internally cursed once again. Because of course, wherever Makato was, Kyouko was going to be close by. He reached up to push his glasses up, and put pressure along the still tender nose bridge in an attempt to distract.

Pain.

Pain was always the best course for his needed distraction.

“I’m fine. I do not need the likes of you to concern yourselves over me,” he huffed and pushed passed...despite the gentle warmth that settled in his stomach.

Dammit, this wasn’t enough this time.

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Post-Game 1&2 fic with the victims/perps trying to escape Hope Peak and get out into the world.–Ishimodo, SayaLeo, and slight Celeste/Hifumi (just to clear up, perps and victims form Game1 Only)

Prologue (WIP)

When she woke up…

She screamed.

She screamed and thrashed and kicked.

She was somewhere...somewhere small.

Cold…

Trapped.

She kicked harder and harder. Flashes of pain shot up her leg but she couldn’t be deterred.

She...she needed to get out.

She needed to…

To…

To apologize.

To apologize to them.

Her screaming gave way to crying and small sniffling.

She was sorry.

She was so so sorry.

She was sorry to Makoto...she was going to try and frame him.

She was sorry for Leon...even he tried to talk her down, she refused to listen. If she would have then maybe--

They was shouting above her.

Her eyes widened. She kicked harder and harder and soon she heard something crack…

And a tiny door creaked open.

She scrambled out of wherever it was...her foot hurt she definitely much have bruised it--

She couldn’t focus on that right now, the banging and yelling was growing more frantic. Looking to see--w-was this a morgue? It was cold...b-but shouldn’t it be colder?

Ah there was water everywhere…

A light was flickering on one of the doors, where the yelling was coming from. Pushing herself to her feet she rushed over-yeah foot is very much bruised--

Open, open! Why won’t it open!? Ah she couldn’t concentrate with the yelling.

She opened her mouth a few times but couldn’t get any words to come out. Not at first...then that little door was being kicked it, and the light flickered again. Maybe---maybe!

“LEON!”

And then the yelling stopped.

“Leon! Please listen, keep kicking at the door, there’s a keypad--”

“S-Sayaka?”

“Y-yes, i-it’s me…”

“Oh god...oh fuck! Say-Sayaka! I-I’m sorry! I-I’m so--”

“Later! Let's get you out of here first!” She heard a small sound, almost like a huff and the kicking proceeded. The door jostled and the light flickered. All the while she kept pressing buttons on the keypad.

Maybe they could break it? She remembered something like this happening to her on tour once. Well not this exactly….but still.

Then the light flickered faster and faster and then--

It went off…

And a click.

And the small door slowly opened.

She backed away just as the door was kicked open, and out scrambled a shaking and shivering Leon Kuwata.

Her heart was slowing down some. The adrenaline was rushing out…

And she cried.

Leon could feel himself shake as he tried to catch his breath. His lungs felt like they were burning and fuck his foot hurt. What happened? Didn’t he die? A thousand fucking baseballs to his body--

He whipped around when he heard the crying.

And there she was…

She was alive.

She was alive and crying and--

He fell back with a cough as she threw herself at him. She held onto him as she continued crying. Repeating ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again. The pain...and remorse...he found himself wrapping his arms around her as his own tears flowed.

Each ‘I’m sorry’ Sayaka said he echoed.

Neither of them could tell how long it was, but when they finally were able to calm down-eyes and throats hurting-they tried to get their breathing back under control. It was the only sound in that room for the time being.

Sayaka sniffled as she pushed herself up and rubbed at her eye, and Leon pushed himself up. He looked around...just what was this room? Why was everything so...freaking wet?

“I’m sorry…”

Leon looked over to her, and gently reached to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I think we shared enough of those for right now...I-I wanna talk about it more but...we--”

Sayaka took a shaky breath and nodded “W-we should really f-figure out where we are.”

“And how they hell we’re alive…” Leon said as he looked along the wall to see more

#ooc #erasermic #villain!eraserhead #yamada hizashi #maizawa #ishimondo #Repressed Bi Byakuya #byakuya togami #Byakuya/Makoto/Kyouko #leon kuwata #sayaka maizono #leosaya #SPOILERS #danganronpa #dangan ronpa spoilers #MASSIVE TEXT #Hope ya'll enjoy this text dump

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kalira · 5 years

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Fandom Year in Review (2018)

Later than I did it for 2017, but I also kept a spreadsheet for 2018! (I’ll be doing that again.) I still have to do some math and sorting and whatnot but much easier.

I published 163 new stories to AO3 this year!

(between January 1st and December 31st)

Those stories spread across 17 fandoms, only 2 of which were new (Valdemar and Fairy Tales/Sleeping Beauty) but Naruto and Voltron hold out as definitely the most new stories added this last year.

I also started two chaptered WIPs and . . . a few new series.

(I’m not counting any of the new fandoms I have written in on the Three Sentence Ficathon recently but not yet posted anything for to AO3. . .)

18 stories written for requests/prompts from you!

(I have quite a list of pending ones still, and a good handful or more in progress as well.)

83 stories written for Fandom Events!

(Those would include mostly Naruto and Voltron.)

1 from 2017′s KakaGai Week, 5 for the deferred 2017 NejiHina Week, 4 for Kidge Week, 31 for Sheith Month, 10 for MadaTobi Week, 6 for NejiHina Week 2018, and 26 for Sakura Month!

Again, pretty please give me a head’s-up if there’s an Event for one of my ships/fandoms you think I may not have seen; I really enjoy them. Obviously? >.>

Plus 1 pinch-hit in January for Sheith Secret Santa, which I wanted to play again in for 2018 but chose not to pile another deadline on myself in an already-packed December, sadly. . .

And 1 story for SmallFandomFest on Dreamwidth (which runs through January so I may write more before it ends).

Those 163 stories cross 35 ships!

I’ll post a separate list of those ships and how many stories they each had shortly, because sheesh self. X’D

(Sheith is still the top ship, mostly because of Sheith month.)

I posted 320,302 words to AO3 in 2018!

I also posted 14 ship memes, which are not included in any of the story or ship counts above.

I already have one or two stories planned to post today and maybe (definitely) more soon!

Happy New Year!

Best wishes from a busy,

~Kalira

#AO3 #Kalira's writing #year in review #AO3 year in review #fandom #so many #ships #fun #numbers #wow self

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piroco · 6 years

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First Sentence Game

Rules: list the first lines of your last ten published stories. note if there are any patterns yourself and see if anyone else notices any! tag ten friends!

Thanks to @narcissuspseudonarcissus and @tulikettu for tagging me! I’m gonna have to cheat a bit and include WIPs since my Ao3 count is exactly nine fics right now ^^;; Anyways, I’m adding the Ao3 rating since some of these are explicit and one features dark content.

1. “For the people of the Island Republic of Malini, today was a beautiful day.” Interpersonal Diplomacy (T) My recently-posted contribution to the Live Love Yuri On Ice Big Bang! This seems so off-topic without context lol, also I’m using the actual Ch1 instead of the Prologue

2. “"We should go back to Hasetsu next week." "Huh?" Was all Yuuri could answer at Viktor's sudden exclamation.” Summer Heat (E) Written for the Victuuri Summer Exchange. This actually came out cute, maybe I should start with dialogue more often :P

3. “ Yuuri couldn't stop the anxious twitching at the end of his tail as he and the rest of the dancing troupe swam through the huge rock arches that made the gate to the Capital of the Northern Colony.” Under Peaceful Tides (E) I really like location descriptions, ok? XD

4. “Yuuri checked the wards around the cave for the fourth time.” A Loving Grip (E) My contribution to the Tentacle Yuuri Week, and if I have to be honest I’m considering a rewrite bc I’m not really happy with it anymore...

5. “Under the artificial light of the streetlamps, Hightown sparkled like the treasure vault of a god of greed and excess.” A Good Thief Doesn’t Get Caught (E) This was written for the Live Love Mini Bang, with the help of GeekMom13. It was actually really fun to make something with a co-writer and a rarepair!

6. “"For what is worth, I'm honestly sorry it came to this, Kolya"” A Favor to a Friend (M, Dark) This was a vent piece I wrote during a blackout, I guess you can see my angstiness at the lack of electricity here lol

7. “In the middle of the night, in the comfort of his bed, his mate curled by his side, Yuuri Nikiforov-Katsuki thought to himself...” (When Our Time Has Come) We Will Be As One (T) First attempt at a song-inspired fic and based on Kashoku’s fic Hug You Hardcore. It came out pretty sentimental given the source lol, I still like how it came out.

8. “Yuuri was feeling content that day.” Haunting (M, Dark) Apparently my idea of a birthday present is trauma. This was written as a gift for Kashoku and based on her fic Sweet Pandemonium of which I still have a lot of feelings over. In retrospective I don’t think she deserved this lolololololol

9. “For anyone who knew her, Aiko Katsuki was not a fan of mornings, neither of the act nor the ritual known as ‘waking up’, and only the sweet smell of fresh breakfast could bring her out of her usual early gloominess.” Beloved in the Moonlit Festival (G) YES, another thing based on Kashoku’s fics XD And basically my first properly posted fic ever. Despite what I’ve been slowly learning and the mistakes here, I’m still proud of this piece.

10. “Long ago, in the distant Boreal Realms, a boy was born under the light of an auspicious star.” The Artifice’s Heart (WIP, rating pending) I should post this someday soon, I’m so proud of it too ;_;

This past year has been pretty life-changing as far as writing goes, it’s since this January that I’ve braved posting anything and YOI has been a great inspiration for it ❤ I like to think my style has been growing and improving as a result.

I’m tagging @greygerbil and @allollipoppins since I think all my writer friends but you two have been tagged already lol. As always with these things, please don’t feel obliged to do it unless it’s for you own fun! Any fandom counts!

#my fics #writing #tagging game #a whole year of writing ToT

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muggle-writes · 7 years

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WIP Masterpost

(last updated March 30, 2019)

The formatting got all screwed up on mobile, so here’s a template of the summaries below, so you can tell what should go together. Title (link if published) Premise approximate length and other publishing notes

Partially published

Fandom: 17776

Patience Ten isn’t as patient as she hopes Nine can be. It all works out in the end Short, multi-chapter

Fandom: Harry Potter

The One I’ve Been Looking For (formerly Colors) Soulmate au: You see in black and white until you first see your soulmate, then you can see in color. Harry/Ginny with other canon pairings (but not all couples are soulmates and not all soulmates get romantically involved for a variety of reasons) Meant as a one-shot, became definitively multi-chapter, will probably wind up fairly long. Even if it’s short, it’ll contain vignettes of scenes over at least the first four years Harry attends Hogwarts

(Series) The Star’s Journey An Astoria Greengrass-centric series featuring a friendship and later relationship with Ginny Weasley. Canon compliant (so far) Originally written for PurimGifts 2019 (which is why it’s a series of one-chapter fics, rather than a single ongoing fic). Currently has three installments, at least two more are planned

Fandom: Detective Conan

Eavesdropping Hakuba Saguru is sure Tokyo’s littlest detective is too close to a certain irritating classmate phantom thief. His investigations uncover secrets that are deeper than he could have imagined. Long, multi-chapter (was once regularly updated, hoping to get back to at least bimonthly updates)

Begin Again Trans!Shinichi, begins nearly-canon and explores how the plot would be different if Shinichi were a trans guy Long, multi-chapter, no defined ending (irregular update schedule, which is not helped by being written out of order)

Sphygmoid Soulmate AU (mainly platonic, multiple connections per person) reimagining of the early series. Stripes on your arms, in different colors, represent different people that love you. They turn black if that person has died, so what does this half-and-half stripe mean? Multi-chapter, probably 4-6 chapters total when it’s done. Character-driven

Crossover with Kri – The Unseen Essence Awakening Begins basically canon, but is also set in the Kri universe, so upon a traumatic event people begin to see their Kri – the external half of their souls. (mildly self-indulgent, likely to wildly diverge from canon because the Sleeping Kogoro gag is much harder to pull off when Kogoro’s Kri is not sleeping) Short, multi-chapter. Open/ambiguous ending Marked complete on AO3, because the three chapters I initially drafted are all published, but I keep writing more so they may eventually be added ...Someone remind me to update the link in the fic header from the Kri website (which is no more) to the google drive folder containing all the official content

Fandom: Magic Kaito (Despite the frequent overlap, I do tend to write these separately)

Reunion Kaito comes home to find his father in the Kid Room Originally done as a writing exercise in the KaiShin discord, experimental (writing bot) style 1-2 more chapters before it’s complete Might be “completed” in a “choose-your-own-adventure” style with an angst ending and a happy ending

Stripes of Fate Soulmate AU: everyone has a stripe of color on their wrist that matches their soulmate’s hair color. It changes when the soulmate changes their hair color by any mechanism so it continues to match. HakuKai, starting a few years before they meet each other Published for DCMK Secret Santa 2017 but has placeholder chapters that I intend to eventually fill in because I wanted to post a “complete” story (or at least get to the happy ending) in time for the gift exchange (lol the previous version of this WIP list predicted this to end up as 2-3 chapters) Currently 7 chapters including placeholders, perhaps as many as 10 or 12 when it’s truly complete

Not at all published

Fandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito

(no title yet - affectionately known as Angst 1) Angst: the wrong person gets their hands on the Apotoxin, and things get worse before they get better (no character death, mostly light-hearted ending?) Long, multi-chapter (will be posted all at once because I’m not cruel enough to publish it partially and leave readers hanging… or worried about my state of mind. Also it’s harder to write now that I’m in a better headspace, but writing it was therapeutic for a while)

(no title yet - affectionately known as Angst 2) Angst: the aftermath of DC Movie 17 if any of a few things had gone a little differently at the climax of the movie. (major character death). In later chapters, canon-typical gambit pileup (which is basically crackfic in comparison to my usual style). Mostly outside perspective of the events. Short, multi-chapter (as with Angst 1, will be published all at once so I don’t leave readers with angst-cliffhangers with my irregular posting schedule. This one is mostly written except I’m several scenes beyond the original intended ending and the story keeps coming so who knows when it’ll be done and ready to publish). On the other hand, I might publish the first part as serious angst, and the later part as a separate piece due to the difference in tone. Still probably all at once

(no title yet) Heiji and Shinichi come out (from prompt) One-shot (delayed because of a mild twist, of the sort that I want to make sure I’m writing it well and that takes a lot of thought and proofreading)

Crossovers:

Crossover with A Girl and Her Fed (no title yet) Rachel and Hope meet Conan and Jodie at a coffeeshop. Hope confuses Conan. Jodie asks Rachel to contact Josh about a case they once worked together (a case that she’s still on). Rachel watches Conan solve a case. Short, 2-4 chapter (delayed until I finally read Greek Key, in case something Hope does or experiences affects how I want to write Rachel here)

Crossover with Natsume Yuujinchou (no title yet) Heiji and Conan find Natsume early in the events of (Natsume) season 6 episode 1 and assume that Natsume has the same problem Conan does Short, 1-3 chapter

Crossover with Harry Potter (no title yet) Hakuba Saguru is actually Harry Potter in disguise (from prompt, expanded to: Harry, being The Harry Potter, has been given special permission to chase criminals across country lines. Harry is investigating a notorious criminal, known to Muggles as “the last wizard of the century”, and who wears white robes as though he once went to Mahoutokoro but got caught doing illegal magic) Short, 1-3 chapter

Fandom: Undertale

An Arm and a Leg Sans begs Papyrus to take Frisk for the evening, so he can take Toriel out on a date at the last minute, and Papyrus agrees despite having already arranged to go on his first date with Mettaton the same evening One-shot (originally from prompt with the premise above, delayed embarrassingly long because I mis-remembered while planning and wrote half of another story and then having to start over (plus college life) was hell on my motivation)

Fandom: Harry Potter

(no title yet) Dudley is the Chosen One (slightly modified prophecy, fairly divergent events once they get to Hogwarts) Long, multi-chapter (being written out of order and the first chapter isn’t ready yet - I do have a good beta on standby though)

Crossover with DCMK (see DCMK section)

Crossover with the specific already-a-crossover universe of Love Is All You Need To Destroy Your Enemies (no title yet) Hermione and Julie become friends. Wonderful chaos ensues. Short, multi-chapter (the background is established but the actual fic is pending a real plot. Tentatively approved by @davetheshady despite not yet having a plot)

Crossover with MCU (no title yet) Tony Stark turns out to be Harry’s biological father, and finds out near the end of Harry’s fourth year. Character driven Longer by wordcount than Eavesdropping despite nothing being posted yet. I’m waiting on posting it until I have a clearer idea of whether this is going to have a plot arc or be solely character driven. Currently in the form of a lot of disconnected scenes

Fandom: Natsume Yuujinchou

(no title yet) Touko-centric, the truth comes out (fluff, mostly) Short, 1-2 chapter

Crossover with Detective Conan (see DCMK section)

Not WIPs (published and complete)

Fandom: DCMK

The Truth Ran confronts Conan about being Shinichi one more time, and Shinichi, after some hesitation, decides it’s time for the truth (from prompt) One-shot

Movie Night Sato/Takagi fluff: enough said. (inspired by a screenshot of a pair of YikYak posts actually), 100% canon-compliant One-shot

Memory Conan is injured and Kaito has never been less interested in keeping a promise (gen, not angst) One-shot

Stripes of Fate arguably complete - see above 7+ chapters

Crossover with Kri – The Unseen Essence Awakening arguably complete - see above 3+ chapters

Fandom: Harry Potter

Distant As a Memory A glimpse into Hermione’s mind as she prepares to erase her parents’ memories Originally written for PurimGifts 2019. One-shot. Arguably complete, may add a follow-up chapter or two because I had to cut several ideas to stay within close to the event’s maximum wordcount

Dayenu Pesach is hard, the year Luna is 10. Jewish Lovegood family. Grief/mourning and a path to recovery Originally written for PurimGifts 2019 One-shot

Fandom: Dragonriders of Pern

Flights and Fights (and Happy Endings) (title subject to change) Rearranging characters’ Weyr assignments before the double mating flight in Dragonquest, leads to averted tragedy Minor character-centric (Varena, rider of gold Ralenth, yes her name shows up in the text at least once outside of the DragonDex at the end of the book) and throws out some of the more problematic word-of-god “truths” about mating flights. One-shot. Originally written for PurimGifts 2019. Lol what’s a maximum wordcount

Other/No Fandom

The Twins The Mars Exploration Rover (MER) Mission through the eyes of Opportunity, written shortly after the news that JPL was sending their last commands to Oppy. Vaguely poetic One-shot. AO3 “corrected” the “Mars Rovers (Fandom)” tag to “Space Exploration RPF” so this is probably the only “RPF” I’ll ever write.

Related: I posted a timeline of real events, for comparison so people could easily check which events Oppy mentioned in The Twins, since the history of Curiosity and Opportunity aren’t as neatly condensed into a “canon”

#muggle's writing masterpost #muggle writes #blog maintenance #now that i have a writing blog i can make a masterpost for all of this #without feeling like i'm spamming people who aren't interested from my main blog

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yi-dashi-a · 7 years

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Woah! Another Blog Update - The Actual Important Edition

//Wassup? It’s ya boi Yi-Mun here with the latest in the Master Yi Update extravaganza. Featuring me actually dusting off my headcanons and correcting them all for once. Honestly it hasn’t been that bad, given that the new Wukong lore is essentially dateless, but certainly the long term story goal of the blog has changed since the lore drop.

But without further ado, let me basically present the changelog of things that have been amended. It reads like that because I was basically writing it as I went

PAGES THAT HAVE BEEN CHANGED AND YOU SHOULD CHECK OUT FOR REFERENCE

Basic Headcanons || In-depth Headcanons || The Blog Dossier

The TL;DR is as follows

~~ Changed the justification for Yi coming to the mainland. No more stowaway-ing (though this might change depending on whether I want to run with the idea that the Ionian War, whether on a technicality or no, is still an active conflict) no more post-isolation Heimerdinger feels (at least in the previous form), and no more going to the Great Barrier to meet Wukong (of course).

~~ Changed Yi's age. Currently I list it as 56 but it could really be a leeway of five to ten years on that. It will depend on how I feel about it in the future, and the drabbles / stories I tell about Yi in the times to come. I had changed his age previously with the Hextech lore drop but backtracked on it. Now I feel it’s more than likely he is an older man.

~~ Adjusted family ages to go along with Yi's age. Yi Papa and Yi Grandpapa remain unchanged, if only because their ages are already fantastical as it stands, but the womenfolk of the Yi clan are certainly a lot more mature as corpses. Yi would have also known his nieces and nephews in this incarnation of himself, but I have yet to add anything about them. I have not yet mused to myself on the implications of ageing forward Yi’s sisters and their families.

~~ A soft nerf to his telekinesis ability. Because the Jade Dadao is no longer the canon sword, Yi's ability to lift things is by proxy lessened by the fact he should be only able to lift his weight + the weight of his canon sword. From what I've been able to gather though the Splash Sword is still a good 20+ pounds in weight. It's not 60+ any more though.

~~ Removed all references to soul binding of the blade to a Master. It was a justification for the fact I had math'd a jade sword of Yi's size to be too heavy to wield without magical assistance. The sword is still relatively heavy, more than twice the weight of something like a Zweihänder, but I feel it could be at least be wielded efficiently with the Wuju Style (thx true damage) alone.

~~ Added basically flavour text to align Yi's travel habits with what I can infer from the new lore. It's basically the same though. Yi likes to travel, and hates feeling cooped up in one place for too long. Less mountain climbing to be had though. More frolicking finding symbolism amongst flowers.

~~ Also more helping out a war-torn country, since that seems to be Wu and Yi's goal moving forward. Yi is no longer an alien to Ionia, and can be found there with basically no justification as to why he is there. The previous restrictions on RPs set in Ionia now only apply to Shon-Xan, or Yi's home province, solely.

~~ Changed the location of his isolation from Mountain to Glade. Because you know. That's literally canon. As such my active blog viewer count description texts have also changed.

~~ Added details about the Wuju School and its history. I've been wanting to do this since Jhin dropped on the scene, but with Yi playing a more active part in teaching at the school now seems like a good time to do it. Details were removed too pending more thought on the matters. Most notably the ages associated with when Yi mastered the various Wuju techniques. I haven't delved that deep into the timeline as of yet.

~~ Removed mentions of Wukong's roaming away from Yi, at least from the headcanon pages. It definitely seems like he hangs around Yi as much as he can, and has been doing so for years. In fact, I am pondering setting up a sideblog for him just for the peace of mind that I am RPing Yi right by having a Wukong close by. Still want muh monkey sons tho. Bring me all the Wu blogs.

~~ Adjusted ages in regards to when Yi interacted with Heimerdinger in order to acquire the lenses, though not by much. I like the thought of the lenses being over 30 years old. Lends more to them being an emergent technology for their time, but not so much now.

~~ Also adjusted minor details / wording in regards to the lenses, most notably removing references to Yi's soul bound blade. They function exactly the same as previously though, pending a lore update in regards to them.

~~ Updated ability descriptions as per what they currently are in game. Despite following the changes to Yi on the PBE when that was happening I never actually updated the headcanon page descriptions of them >.>

~~ Spell check, spell check, spell check, spell check, spell check! Gosh I did not spell check my headcanon pages when I last updated them.

CHECKLIST OF THINGS I STILL HAVE TO CHANGE

☑ Headcanons ☐ Blog Timeline ☐ Blog Story Thus Far ☐ Lore Page (???)

☐ Relationship Page ☐ Further refinements and such

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2016 Fanfiction Round-Up

Copied this fanfic round-up from @veliseraptor because I’m always a sucker for this kind of thing and I pretty much always do some kind of fic retrospective. Also I’m only doing this on AO3, not counting FFN.

Total Year-Long Wordcount: The unfortunate thing about my inability to finish stuff in a reasonable time frame means that there’s probably a big difference between how much I wrote last year and how much I actually posted. On the other hand, something like half of “the kindness of strangers” was written prior to this year and I’m still counting everything I posted, so whatever. Adding it all up, I posted 67,504 words on AO3 (minus “adventures of tiny Loki and Thor”), but my dubiously accurate 2016 document contains 97,000 words, so...my actual wordcount for the year is probably around 85,000.

This year I wrote and posted: 16 fics, of which 3 have more than one chapter, and 53 new “adventures of tiny Loki and Thor” posts

Overall Thoughts

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d predicted? I didn’t set a word-count goal of any kind, so...I don’t know? I’d say I did okay, although now that I’m looking at it, I feel like I should have finished/posted even more short fics than I did, which is...not a super helpful way to look at things.

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January? Maybe the “I got pissed about Hydra Cap” one, considering I sure didn’t see that asinine “twist” coming. I also didn’t really expect I’d write so many Avengers Academy fics, although maybe I should have. Of course, those are still both Marvel. Probably the only really out-there fic was flailing in the deep, for @markiplier‘s Slime Rancher and Subnautica videos.

What’s your own favorite story of the year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you happiest? Overall, I think I’d have to say under bright stars burning--I struggled a lot with that one too, partly because it was so different from anything I’d written before (taking place over a long period of time, with two characters gradually developing a relationship, and a somewhat more meandering plot than normal because of that; plus most of it was set in the past, requiring a lot more research than usual), and I spent a lot of the writing process sure I was producing absolute garbage, but I ended up being really satisfied with it. I think it has a good arc, with vignettes that work well individually, and based on the comments, I think I did a good job writing Steve’s voice, using gradually maturing word/style choices for different life stages, and showing how he and Loki fit well together. I don’t know, I just like it a lot.

Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them? Taking the plunge and committing to one of my long-term WIPs (the kindness of strangers) for Marvel Big Bang, I suppose. I learned, uh, that trying to wrestle a story I wrote in disconnected chunks over 2+ years is agonizing but more or less possible?

From my past year of writing, what was….

My most popular story of this year: Not counting the adventures of tiny Loki and Thor, my fic with the most kudos was the state of my head (228), followed by “under bright stars burning” (178), Metal Gear Widow (137), and “the kindness of strangers” (131). By comments, it’s pretty much the same but in a different order: “the kindness of strangers” (58 comment threads), “under bright stars burning” (32), and “the state of my head” (16). If you go by percentage of kudos to hits, it’s “the state of my head” (13%), “the kindness of strangers” (12%), I’m your national anthem (12%), and “under bright stars burning” (10%). Also I’m sure that’s way more than anyone wanted to know.

Most fun story to write: Maybe “the state of my head”; I got inspired by a prompt, it all came together quickly, and I knocked it out in a weekend. Writing from Tony’s POV was fun, too. “flailing in the deep” was another one where I got to be funny.

Story with the single sexiest moment: Literally the only semi-explicit sex scene (by which I mean, I didn’t fade to black but I also didn’t describe specific body parts) I’ve ever written was for let your colors bleed and blend with mine (Crimson Peak, Thomas/Edith) and that was right at the end of 2015 so it doesn’t quite count. Otherwise there’s a kissing scene in “under bright stars burning” but it’s...not very sexy...

Most “Holy crap, that’s wrong, even for you” story: uhhhhh. well, “the kindness of strangers” probably has the most/nastiest Loki whump I’ve posted on AO3 thus far, to the point that I think a few readers were surprised, so I suppose there’s that??

Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters: I hadn’t really written Steve before “under bright stars burning” and that ended up being a reasonably long fic all from his POV, at different points throughout his life, so writing that one definitely gave me a better sense of him as a character.

Hardest story to write: Gonna have to go with “the kindness of strangers,” which should be obvious to anyone who noticed me screaming about Marvel Big Bang for the last several months.

Biggest Disappointment: I’m not great with deadlines, as everyone probably knows, so pretty much every time I sign up for anything with a deadline, I end up causing myself a lot of stress and just barely squeaking in under the wire, often with less of a story than I originally planned, or actually a little bit after the deadline in one way or another. I’ve often been especially bad about this with Yuletide, posting an unfinished placeholder on the deadline and then getting it actually done before reveals; way back in 2011, I never did get it done and they had to send it out for a pinch hit the night before reveals, and I still feel bad about that (and keep intending to go back to the fic I was trying to write). This year I got caught doing it again and although I did end up posting a complete story, I’m definitely not happy with it because it’s like...one third of the story I meant to write. I still intend to finish it, but the fact that I didn’t is frustrating.

Biggest Surprise: Nothing comes to mind.

Most Unintentionally Telling Story: I’ve written exactly two Marvel-related fics that aren’t about Loki, and they’re both about Steve, one where he’s progressive and mad at the whole world, and another where Avengers Academy Steve realizes he’s on the aro/ace spectrum. That probably says something.

Favorite Opening Line(s):

At this point, Tony is running almost entirely on adrenaline and good old-fashioned Stark bravado (patent pending), so he’s pretty much prepared for things to go completely to shit at any second. The particular variety of shit remains to be seen, but honestly, shit is shit and he’s mostly just banking on JARVIS deploying the new suit before Loki switches from talking to shooting. (the state of my head)

“What the fuck is this?” (I’m your national anthem)

Dorian was worried about the Inquisitor. This was hardly unusual, to be fair; in fact it was so far from being a new state of affairs that when Dorian wondered briefly what it would be like to live without at least a vague background worry for Elden, he came up blank. (another year)

For as long as Gamora has known him, Thanos has been a collector, entirely unmatched. He has been so for much longer than that, in fact; Gamora herself and all her siblings are proof. (the kindness of strangers)

Favorite Line(s) from Anywhere:

“I wouldn’t say nervous,” he hedges. Nervously. (the weight of it all)

“I’ve never stood for any of that shit, and I’m sure as hell not going to let anybody pretend Captain America stands for it either. That’s not—I won’t give more power to that kind of hatefulness. If people want to be bigots, fine, that’s on them, but they do not get to use this symbol to spread and validate their hate.” (I’m your national anthem)

There’s about five seconds of resounding silence, during which Loki shivers and barely seems to be breathing and Tony keeps rubbing his shoulder because apparently this is his life now, and then Barton says, “What the fuck, Stark?” (the state of my head)

Loki growls under his breath and makes a sharp gesture that sends another robot flying. “End program,” he snaps, and glowers at Natasha again. “Did you have a point, or did you simply wish to drag me back to the infatuated horde slavering for my brother’s return?” Natasha tilts her head. Whatever else you could say about Loki (and there’s a lot), he sure has a fancier vocabulary than most people she knows. (getting the gang together)

He is a being of countless interwoven myths and stories, the precise intersection of which seems to shift every time he tries to examine it, and eventually he stops trying, because he is no longer sure that it is relevant to what he is doing here. One thing, in all this, is constant: always, he is Loki, and he knows more than almost anyone that identity is malleable, that facts and truth are not always perfectly interchangeable. (we could be heroes)

“I see,” Loki says. He does, actually; he has studied and used enough magic to know that some laws of reality simply are, immutable no matter the power of the one seeking to change them. This knowledge does nothing to make him feel any less weary, and for a moment he thinks the weight of all this really will crush him, that he lacks the strength to do anything but sink into the dust of this barren realm and sleep there forever. (in death’s other kingdom)

haha so it turns out I liked a bunch of lines in this year’s long fics so I’m just gonna...list those separately at the bottom...

Top 5 Scenes from Anywhere You Would Choose to Have Illustrated:

"under bright stars burning,” Steve and Loki hanging out on Coney Island, especially the bit where they’re sitting on the boardwalk railing watching the beach with the Wonder Wheel behind them

ditto, the kissing scene :3

anything?? those are the only two scenes that really come to mind in a “oh man I wish someone would draw this, it would be super cute” way, but 1) “the kindness of strangers” already has a bunch of awesome art from @neurovicky, which is amazing, and 2) I am thrilled with literally any fanart of my fics

Fic-writing goals for 2017:

continue writing at least a little bit every day

continue to post at least one new short fic to AO3 each month (last year I said “even if it’s a new ‘adventures of tiny Loki and Thor’ or ‘Custom figures’ chapter” but I managed even without that, I think, barely, so I should be able to do it again

continue to try focusing on fucking finishing some of the many, many, many fics languishing on my WIP list, especially the shorter ones that I really should have written and posted months or even years ago

more specific fic goals:

finish “the kindness of strangers” part III

finish the rest of my Yuletide fic haha whoops

New Year’s Resolution fic because my actual Yuletide fic was late, more whoops

that damn Stoki Week fic I started back in June

“Avengers Academy: Friendship Is Magic”

finish the rest of always gold to me

shit, I should get back to winter in our bones

and work on a followup to “under bright stars burning”

I don’t knowwww there are so many others

Favorite lines from “under bright stars burning” because sure why not, please note these are all very spoilery if you want to read the fic and haven’t:

“You would [like Thor],” Loki says, like it’s a law of the universe. “Thor is…bright, and boisterous, and everyone loves him, even when they are displeased with him. He is impossible to ignore. And I am…not him.”

He darts a glance toward Steve and then away, studying the shoreline, and Steve is suddenly struck by how beautiful Loki is. He’s noticed before, but not quite like this, with the breeze ruffling Loki’s hair and the sun highlighting those fine, sharp features Steve is always itching to draw. He doesn’t just want to draw Loki now, though; mostly he’s wondering what it would be like to kiss him.

Steve sighs, shoulders slumping, and gives up on the attempt at a smile. “It’s my mom. She…working in the TB ward finally caught up to her.” He swallows hard around the lump in his throat, which seems to be growing sharp points with every word. “The funeral was today.”

Loki gives him a look that somehow combines concern with profound skepticism.

Steve nods, his gut twisting uneasily as more threads of the nightmare come into focus, connect, begin to compose a larger picture. The golden prince in the red cape, blinding and bright, with a shadow no one ever notices. Cheers and thunderous applause (but not for the shadow, never for the shadow). His hand turning blue and ridged in the monster’s grip, and horror freezing the breath in his lungs more effectively than the glacial cold. A glowing blue box radiates cold and his hands turn blue as he touches it monster monster monster and revulsion is so thick in his throat he thinks he’ll choke on it. Rage and terror, rage and terror, no more than another stolen relic, claimed to love me, tell me tell me tell me, never wanted never loved never real and fear again. A corona of golden light. A spear and a throne and plans plans plans he will do it he will show them he is right, is worthy (is nothing but the monster parents tell their children about at night)—

Desert. Blood on the sand. A bridge. Battle, galaxies hanging suspended overhead. An explosion that sends him flying, his grip on the spear the only thing holding him above the abyss, but he has no reason to hold on and so he lets go and falls falls falls—

Bucky falls and Steve can’t catch him. Schmidt takes off with the Tesseract and Steve can’t stop him. Instead he sits at the Valkyrie’s controls and makes a date with Peggy that they both know he won’t make and tries not to think that even as Captain America, all he can do is fail the people he cares about, over and over again. Tries, fruitlessly, not to spend his last moments wishing he had more time with any of them, and then he sends the Valkyrie into the water.

And then Loki moves, quick as thought, already inside Steve’s guard, and Steve has no time or space to block him (and barely the space of a breath for a rush of horrified betrayal) before the tip of his scepter is pressed to Steve’s heart. Everything else disappears in a blaze of consuming blue light.

He is drowning in pain and anger, and then (no, Loki) despair overwhelms everything else, and he opens his hand, and he falls.

Under other circumstances, Loki thinks he might be impressed with his captors’ efficiency. They are expending no apparent effort and still grinding him down, and he does not want to think what it means, that this all must be in preparation for something—or that perhaps it is not, and he truly does not know which thought is worse.

He knows Thanos is too powerful. To think otherwise comes near to blasphemy.

It is fitting, he supposes, that the monster should destroy everything that was once good in its life, even this. Steve does not deserve this, does not deserve to suffer for unknowingly befriending a monster and finding himself inevitably drawn into the monster’s fate, but he will, and Loki can almost feel his spine bending under the weight of his own despair.

Favorite lines from “the kindness of strangers” because ditto, and ditto on spoilers:

This is truth: Thanos is patient like Death is patient, with the calm surety that the universe will bow to his will in the end no matter how long it takes.

Gamora was never nice except when it suited her, even before; was already hard, and fierce in her defense of anything she considered hers, and so once Thanos had broken and remade her, she had something left of herself, harder even than the shell he made her create.

She is a daughter of Thanos, by necessity and unyielding determination (and by something she refuses to call desperation, even in her own mind), but she is also the last surviving member of the Zehoberei race. This second identity is not one she considers often; at best it is not useful to the life she leads now, and at worst it is dangerous, but it still exists, always, alongside anything else Thanos might make of her—a kind of sacred responsibility, almost, even if she has little time or patience for religion or superstition. And the last survivor of the Zehoberei, in the name of all the unknown dead that she alone carries, burns with quiet rage at the idea of Thanos gaining the power to wipe out another race.

“I would take you for a Valkyrie,” he says, quiet and hoarse, “but if that were so you would not come to me, for I cannot succeed even at dying and I know Valhalla is barred to me.”

Yes, she is afraid of Thanos, afraid down to her marrow, and any thinking being should be as well, and perhaps everything else she tells herself—everything else she holds close as evidence that she does not belong to him—is merely an excuse for her own cowardice.

But the truth that matters the most in this case is simple: her reasons have not changed, and they far outweigh her pity for Loki (and her desire to prove to herself that she is not a coward). Whether they are still good reasons or merely excuses to salve what remains of her conscience is immaterial.

This is another truth: Gamora does not like to think in terms of what she can and cannot do. It is too much like helplessness, to look too long at the choices she is denied, and she learned a long time ago that helplessness is a short step away from death or worse. Instead she assesses situations and finds choices to make, and then she chooses, and she does not regret or look back—even when the choices are impossible or effectively meaningless. There is always, always a choice of some kind to be made, and to choose is to regain some measure of control over the situation, no matter how small. If she chooses, she cannot be forced one way or the other, and therefore she is not helpless.

“Soon,” Thanos tells her, his expression satisfied, and something unpleasant curls in Gamora’s stomach, the same mingling of fear and relief she feels whenever Thanos is pleased.

The titan smiles down at him, something both paternal and predatory in his gaze.

Slowly the blankness in his expression is replaced by something just as sharp and feral as the first time Gamora laid eyes on him, only now it is more wary, more focused, both more and less desperate. ... Every now and then, Thanos tells Loki that he is pleased with his progress, and Loki smiles to hear it, and his smile is like a brittle blade.

And for a long moment that freezes the blood in her veins like shards of ice, all she can think is I have failed. She has not done enough, and Terra is going to fall like her world did so long ago, all because she was so determined to wait for the right moment.

“It’s really not that complicated,” Romanoff says, and then: “I’ve got red in my ledger. I want to wipe it out.” There is…a cadence to it, something he knows, not the words but the sense of…something practiced, repeated, held close…

“Because look, he busted up a town because of a fight with his brother, singlehandedly destroyed a SHIELD installation, took out a guy’s eyeball, and threatened a freaking Holocaust survivor. Even if he doesn’t want to be this Thanos’s tool, he’s still a tool in general.”

“Gentlemen,” Fury snaps, “if you’re going to have a pissing contest, do it on your own time. I’m not asking you to like each other or the God of Crazy, I’m asking if you’ll put on your big boy pants for five seconds, do what’s necessary, and work together.”

#goals #writing #2016 #fanfic #occasionally I write things

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