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astrabear · 2 years

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I keep seeing my mutuals posting this but declining to tag anyone, so I shall tag myself in. (I’ve also seen a couple of different versions, so I’m combining them.)

How many works do you have on Ao3?

16 (6 vids and 10 fics)

What’s your total Ao3 wordcount?

31,570

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

I have only written for one (The Old Guard). A couple of the vids are technically for A Dangerous Fortune and Wolf. (If we’re going to get really pedantic, the question doesn’t specify that this only applies to the stuff on Ao3, in which case, with a very broad definition of “writing for a fandom,” it could also include Discworld and the Secret of NIMH.)

Are there any new fandoms you want to write for?

Not in the slightest. But a few months ago I’d never considered writing for TOG either. Never say never.

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected?

Well, I expected zero, so.

What’s your own favorite story of the year?

Of the one’s I’ve actually completed, probably Ảo Tưởng. It just feels more... more, than the others. And I got to work with my buddy Parker.

Most popular story of the year

I’ll Meet You There, by every possible metric. Hardly surprising, given the pairing and premise.

Most deserving/wanting/whatever of more attention

I don’t love talking about something being “under-appreciated” or what have you because that implies there’s some level of appreciation that’s owed or should be expected. And like... I knew going into this that anything not Joe/Nicky would get significantly less attention. Everyone who writes other characters/relationships for TOG experiences this. But I still wish that when everything that dies shall rise had gotten even one comment. (That’s not about feeling slighted or mistreated, just slightly sad.) And I wish my vids got more love, but I recognize that a) they are very strange, and b) all the ones I made this year (and I’ve made more than what I’ve posted on Ao3) were presents for specific people and therefore just won’t be as interesting to anyone who doesn’t know why I did what I did. I still think they’re amazing, though.

Most fun story to write

I’ll Meet You There, because that’s the only one I’ve published one chapter at a time, so I wrote it knowing that having a cliffhanger/emotional gut-punch at the end of every chapter would be torture for people. It was conceived specifically to be an angst-fest. And they did scream in the comments, and I loved it.

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to. It’s hard to think of different things to say in response to general comments from people I don’t know, but a lot of my decisions this year (joining tumblr, writing and posting fic, etc) have been about wanting to be part of the fandom community, and that means interacting with people. It’s like small talk; even when it feels excruciating it’s about tiny social bonds. And it just seems nice to do it.

Have you ever co-written a fic?

I have not co-written, but I have worked with an artist. In this case, it was mostly just him drawing what I had in mind (which he managed perfectly and exactly), but I have an idea for something down the line that will be more collaborative. I’m really excited about it.

What are you currently working on?

There’s the next installment in the envision a future series (Joe and Nicky’s baby was born in the last one, now we begin the kid fic.) I’ve got one that’s mostly about Nile and Quynh after Andy dies, which is frighteningly ambitious for me and I worry I won’t be able to do it. And of course with both of those underway I started writing what happens with Quynh and Booker, starting immediately after the end of the movie.

What are your writing strengths?

I seem to be very good at short, punchy, evocative phrases/moments. I want you to feel a thing, then you’re by god going to feel that thing.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Plot. Actual stories, with events happening one after the other that people have to do something about. Anything that isn’t just people sitting around talking and/or having feelings. (Also anything erotic, but I don’t think of that so much as a weakness because it’s not something I’ve wanted or tried to do.)

This is already too long, so I’m going to stop there.

#my fic #life of a writer

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hp-crossgenfest · 4 years

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2020 HP Cross Gen Fest Anonymous Masterlist

Here is the complete Anonymous Masterlist for the 2020 @hp-crossgenfest! Reveals will be going up in a few days on Friday, August 28, so you've still got some time to make your way through any entries you might have missed. Don't forget to leave some love for the wonderful authors and artists! <3

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absolution [Aberforth/Severus | Mature] Snape is released after a couple of years in Azkaban; the terms of his parole include apologizing in person to Albus Dumbledore’s brother. His stoicism falls apart in the face of Aberforth’s forgiveness.

A Portrait with Someone New [Luna/Remus | Teen] Luna and Remus happily expecting (in 2004).

Extra Credit [Hermione/Teddy | Explicit] Teddy has trouble concentrating in Prof. Granger-Weasley's class. However will he manage to make up the extra credit?

A day in the sun [Harry/Severus | General] Severus has been turned into a merman without his consent. Harry still accepts them and helps them reconcile the change, see its benefits, and get some of their own back.

One Bright Day [Amelia/Tonks | General] Amelia and Tonks meeting under an umbrella and a rainbow.

What Lily Knew [Draco/Lily Luna | General] Draco and Lily attend the same adult art class, but it isn't until he sees her finished piece that he understands what Lily knew all along.

FIC

Talk to Me [Harry/Severus | Explicit] Sentenced to serve his time in Azkaban after the Battle of Hogwarts, Snape is startled out of his depression by the inevitable fights during Potter's frequent visits. What will he say to the man when he is free to walk out into the Wizarding World and speak his mind?

Everything he's ever wanted [Harry/Teddy | Explicit] Teddy had hoped that a few years in Australia would be enough to cure him of his feelings for Harry, but when he returns home and gets some unexpected news, he can't stop the feelings rushing back. The only difference is, this time he might actually have a chance.

The Apprenticeship [Draco/Lily Luna | Explicit] Prompt: Draco always gets what he wants. Even if he has to take it by force.

Battleline [Draco/James Sirius | Explicit] The wizarding world believes James Sirius Potter works for his uncle as a Curse-Breaker, but the truth is that he's one of the Auror Department's most effective undercover agents. After months of waiting he's finally got a new case, but this assignment involves him going in as himself, without the disguises he's come to rely on. More importantly, he's meant to be taking down the one person long-suspected of being the most influential wizard in Britain's criminal underworld: Draco Malfoy.

Truth from Dare [Harry/Scorpius | Teen] During a late night game of Truth or Dare after a fun Saturday out with Albus, Rose, and their friends, Scorpius finds himself being kissed by Harry Potter as a dare. But it's just a game, right?

we who walk in shadows black [Harry/Lord Voldemort | Mature] In which Harry Potter is a vicious little gremlin who knows too much, and Lord Voldemort adores him for it.

Advanced Lunacy [Harry/Severus | Mature] Luna accidentally discovers something, and now the whole Wizarding World is abuzz about it. Meanwhile, Snape keeps appearing in Harry's dreams frequently.

There's No Such Thing as Getting Out of Hand [Narcissa/Pansy | Explicit] When Narcissa Malfoy finds herself confronted with a tempting treat all grown up, will she quash her appetite or sink her teeth in?

The Most Expensive Date [Harry/Scorpius | Explicit] Harry just wanted a quiet evening at home, instead he is being auctioned off at a charity event like a piece of meat. Prepared to have a terrible night, Harry is incredibly relieved when the highest bidder turns out to be none other than Scorpius Malfoy—a nice boy who couldn’t possibly have an ulterior motive... right?

the gentleness that comes [Harry/Severus | Explicit] There's something bothering Severus, and Harry wants to help. It's easier for Severus to let go when he's exploring his submissive side, so Harry plans a weekend to show him just how loved he is, and how much Harry wants to care for him.

A Technicality [Hermione/Rabastan/Regulus | General] A ritual to cleanse Hermione's new house has unexpected consequences.

a little bit of grit [Draco/Severus | Mature] Draco is a contract potioneer who specialises in medical research. Severus is... not dead, for one.

Vacanze Romane [Harry/Scorpius | Explicit] When he let Scorpius help plan his vacation, Harry had no idea just how involved he would be.

Her Pleasure [Draco/Lily Luna & Harry/Narcissa | Explicit] He likes to please his woman.

no wrong answers [Harry/Remus/Sirius | Explicit] It's almost five years since the war ended, and after an intense bout of aimless wandering and travel, Harry's come back home and is living at Grimmauld Place with Remus and Sirius. Their relationship fills him up with warmth - they deserve to be happy, and it's obvious that he wants what they have. But maybe, just maybe, Harry wants more than a relationship like the one Remus and Sirius have. Maybe he wants that relationship. Maybe he wants them.

Gouge Away [Millicent/Victoire | Teen] The Weasley girl has developed a keen fascination with Millicent's woodworking shop. Millicent can't seem to get rid of her, no matter how hard she tries.

Late One Night [Hermione/Kingsley | Explicit] Late one night, Hermione finally makes her move.

Hyperion [Harry/Scorpius | General] Scorpius is a Veela and Harry is his mate.

Summer Rain [Harry/Regulus | Explicit] A rainy day gives Harry the perfect opportunity to seduce Regulus.

Summer Heat [Lily Luna/Luna | Explicit] A unexpected visit from Lily's godmother makes a boring summer weekend suddenly a lot less boring.

On the Deficiencies of Translation Spells [Harry/Severus | Explicit] Divorced, single, and free, Harry lives a completely unapologetic life in Paris. Between casual hook-ups and an easy, comfortable job, he likes to think he is as close to happiness as he'll ever be. And when he gets offered a teaching job at the prestigious Académie Beauxbâtons, he thinks he may have found exactly what was missing. But Harry is thoroughly unprepared for what he finds there - a familiar face that's been haunting his dreams for six years.

Save Me From Her Stone-Cold Gaze [Harry/Tom Riddle | General] Tom Riddle has spent years looking for the Chamber of Secrets, and he's glad he can finally purge the school of Mudbloods. At least, that was the plan. It turns out the basilisk wasn't happy to be controlled, and Tom is forced to make a deal with the Master of Death (and maybe fall in love with him).

break on me like light [Charlie/Sirius | Mature] When the Order brings Sirius Black to Charlie, the man is still covered in the grime of Azkaban. A story wherein Sirius is still a little broken, calls Charlie kid, and Charlie is far too sweet.

Fire for You [Harry/Scorpius | Explicit] Nothing can make them keep their hands off each other.

Waving Through A Window, Suddenly [Harry/Severus | Explicit] Severus Snape was alive and free and perfectly satisfied with his life. He stayed away from other people and he did what he wanted. And if he felt like he was looking through a window at everyone else, that was alright, because he didn't need them anyway. Until Harry Potter moved in across the street, that is. Suddenly, just looking through the window wasn't enough for Severus anymore.

Trying not to think [Hermione/Teddy | Explicit] She couldn't even remember the last time her and Ron had left the lights on during sex, let alone the last time he’d complimented her, so watching Teddy struggle to keep his hands to his side while she stepped out of her dress was quite the ego boost.

Puddlemere’s New Man [Oliver/Teddy | Explicit] Teddy is willing to put in the work. He’s willing to practice twice as hard as anyone else, except that no one can out-work Oliver — a fact that Teddy finds he doesn’t mind in the least.

Maybe I'm Amazed [Albus Severus/Draco | Explicit] Albus Potter never set out to fall in love with Draco Malfoy. A small story telling how Albus and Draco came to be married. On their wedding night they dance, talk and make love.

Learning to Fly [Harry/Severus | Mature] Post-war, Severus is found not guilty, but due to the stigma in the Wizarding world, he decides to live life as a Muggle, leaving everything (but his wand) behind. Harry is overwhelmed, barely having any time to grieve, he keeps being recognised in the street and strangers ask too much of him. He finds solace in the Muggle world, finally exploring who he is without the threat of death, he finds himself in a Muggle kink club watching Severus Snape tying up a young man, and he wants.

Best Man [Harry/Scorpius | Mature] In the years since his divorce from Ginny, Harry Potter hasn't cared much for dating, let alone had feelings for anyone strong enough to pursue. Now that his son's wedding is on the horizon, the Best Man, Scorpius Malfoy, has been spending extra time getting input from the Father of the Groom. And Harry finds he doesn't mind Scorpius' constant company one bit.

The Ache For Love Was Palpable [Lily/Minerva | Mature] Lily once had a crush no one ever knew about. She thought it was just a schoolgirl pash on a favorite professor, but working for the Order throws her and McGonagall constantly together. Even though she's a married woman now, Lily's feelings for Minerva come back in a rush, even stronger than before. "I didn't know then what I wanted, but the ache for it was palpable." - Sue Monk Kidd, The Mermaid Chair

Fields of Strawberries [Harry/Remus | Explicit] As much as Remus has done for Harry over the years, this is the least he could do. Little did Harry know what he would discover about himself when he volunteered to marry Remus so he could keep custody of his infant son Teddy.

Writing Harry [Harry/Severus | Explicit] After the war, Harry Potter begins writing letters to Severus.

#scarry #snarry #dralbus #drames #cross gen #hpcrossgenfest #hp femslash #hp crossgenfest #harry potter cross gen #hp cross gen #mod post #2020 fest #anon masterlist

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mars-bar81 · 4 years

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Tagged by @hptruefan-cheekytorah

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2019. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Sorry, this became quite long! If anyone’s just looking for fics, I’ve bolded them to make them easier to see!

1. A Week at the Humdinger

This was written for LCDrarry 2019, and I can’t tell you how much I love it. I’ve always loved the movie Pretty Woman, and this fest popped up on my radar a few months after I posted my drabble, A special client. The idea to continue it had already been floating around in my head for a few months, so I figured, why not?

The world building on A Week at the Humdinger was very self-indulgent. Opulent hotels, fancy dinners, being able to buy out an entire row of tickets at a charity concert, paying my friends’ tuition—good stuff man, good stuff.

I think this was also the first long fic I’d written and posted that didn’t revolve around children or have them heavily feature in it (yes, I know, I put Teddy into it, but still, the story would have worked perfectly without him).

Finally, I loved creating the art to go with A special client. It took a lot of work (and a lot of coaching from my sister, who actually understands proportions, lol) but I love how it turned out.

Rating: Explicit Length: 52 231 words (plus A special client- 235 words) Summary: What happens when Europe's richest business tycoon asks London's poorest (probably) prostitute for directions? An adventure at the Humdinger, and a love story to last the ages. Or at least the week. Pairings : Drarry, Pansy/Millicent/Luna

2. Sex Ed for Witches and Wizards of All Ages

Okay, so Sex Ed is a topic that is very near and dear to my heart. I have studied it extensively through my academic career, and continue to learn so much amazing stuff from so many amazing people every day! I’ve said time and again that Sex Ed for Witches and Wizards of all ages is not a reliable guide to sex ed, because I did not fact check the entire thing, and honestly? It’s fan-fiction.

That being said, I really wanted to challenge readers to reflect on what they think is important to teach children, and how much of an impact learning about consent, respect, trust, sexuality, healthy bodies and healthy relationships can have on all humans as they grow. As always, please talk to a trusted health care provider or qualified sex educator for questions/concerns related to sex ed!

Rating: Explicit Length: 77 066 words (my longest fic posted!) Summary: Draco and Astoria decide on their wedding night that they're not going to raise their future children with the same outdated traditions they were raised with, especially relating to love and sex. They never could have predicted exactly how much that decision would change Scorpius' life. Pairings: Starts with Drastoria, Hinny, eventual Drarry, Scorbus and Jeddy

3. The Godric’s Hollow Wizarding Parents Association

This is technically a year and a bit ago, but I think to this day GHWPA is one of my favourite fics I’ve written and deserved a mention! It was inspired by a Tasty Junior video showing how to arrange your fridge so that children could pack their own lunches, which is what Harry does with his kids in my story. I always see all kinds of clever tips and tricks online, and never get to use them irl, so I figured why not put them in a fic?

I also took GHWPA as an opportunity to really express how much food means in my daily life. I love cooking and baking, but I also love learning about different cuisines of the world and sharing that joy and connection that so many people associate with food, sometimes without even realising it!

Rating: Explicit Length: 26 298 words Summary: When Draco decided to move his small family to Godric’s Hollow, little did he know he’d have to deal with misleading television programs, some surprisingly friendly neighbours and a bit of peanut butter. Okay, lots of peanut butter. Pairings : Drarry, Past Drastoria and Hinny

@hptruefan-cheekytorah also made a gorgeous mood board for it, go check it out!

4. I hosted the Drarry Discord Drawble challenge! It’s a lot of fun participating in the drabble and drawble challenge every month, but it was a whole new experience to host it, because it made me so much more aware of the artists in our community and gave me a whole new set of responsibility to manage for the month! It was a lot of fun though, and I encourage anyone who wants some drabbles and lovely art to check out the Drarry Discord Writer’s Corner Drabble Challenge tag on AO3 for all the amazing work creators have made in the months that this challenge has been running.

5. So this isn’t an accomplishment that’s easy to display on Tumblr, but I’ve gotten a lot better at balancing my fandom participation with my real life. There was a time in the past couple of years when I would write and interact in fandom during every free moment I could find, often as a way to get away from stress and uncertainty in real life. I’ve been getting better at stepping back from fandom and managing my real life, and it’s working—my marks have improved in school, I left a job that was terrible for my mental and physical health to find something that makes me much happier, and I’ve pulled a complete 180 on my career path, and now have a much happier outlook on the future! Funny enough, through all that, I feel more connected to the fandom community than before! So if you’ve beta’d for me, cheered me on, liked or commented on my work, made a meme that made me laugh, sprinted with me, shared your own work that inspired and moved me, or even just said hi to me in passing, know that I really love and appreciate you!

I won’t tag anyone because I’m sure the few people I know on Tumblr have already been tagged, but if you haven’t and would like to do this, please do!

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darnedchild · 5 years

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Universally Monstrous - Frankenstein

A/N : This was originally going to be a fic for the 2018 Sherlolly Halloween fest, but due to health reasons I wasn’t able to complete it in time. So, consider this an early start for the 2019 fest!

Universally Monstrous

Frankenstein

They were four bodies in before someone noticed a pattern.

It was Philip Anderson, of all people, who made the first connection.

His habit of monitoring the news and scouring the usual internet sites every day (originally looking for any tidbit of information that might lead to Sherlock’s whereabouts during the two years he’d been “dead”, or a case that might interest the missing man enough to draw his attention back to London) had diminished but not disappeared after the Empty Hearse club’s focus had shifted from conspiracy theories to more of a Sherlock Holmes appreciation society. Even though several people thought he’d turned into a bit of a delusional weirdo, he had been a respectable forensic pathologist at one time.

(Or “respectable” if you asked Sherlock, which no one did.)

Therefore, as a conspiracy nutter and a man who had examined crime scenes and analysed evidence for a living, he was uniquely qualified to gather all the information and put two and two together.

Although, technically, it was more one plus two plus one plus one. Because while the first, third, and fourth bodies found were missing a left leg from the hip joint down, a right foot, and a left arm cut off at the wrist, number two had turned up without either of his hands.

Four victims, five body parts, and zero leads.

Until a fifth victim was found with just enough trace evidence to make Sherlock squirm in delight at his kitchen microscope. He’d even gone so far as thanking Philip for bringing him the case.

Then he’d sent off a series of texts, stood in front of his newly constructed wall of crime scene photos and information, and gestured toward the door. He told Philip to go away so he could think—in a far politer manner than usual—and told him that he could come back in five hours when the people Sherlock had texted would be arriving. On the condition that Philip promised to not be so . . . Anderson-ish, of course.

Philip had eagerly agreed.

Mrs Hudson had let him in that evening, just five (fifteen) minutes early, and told him Sherlock had run off in a rush an hour before but he was welcome to go up and wait. And wait he did as first John Watson, then Greg Lestrade, and finally Molly Hooper trudged up the stairs to Sherlock’s rooms.

The others cast him a few odd looks, but no one actually came out and asked why he was there. They made increasingly awkward small talk until John broke. “Does anyone know where Sherlock is or why he wanted us all here?”

Molly and Greg murmured no, but Philip jumped up from his seat at Sherlock’s desk. “I do! Well, not where he’s at right now, but I know why we’re here.”

He jumped up on the sofa, ignoring all three versions of “You can’t do that” that were hissed behind him, and pointed at the first series of photos. “It’s fine. I helped Sherlock set all this up. He won’t mind me getting us started. Probably.”

He jabbed his finger at the image of victim number one. “Ruiz Serrano, up and coming blind-side flanker who hadn’t quite made it into pro rugby, but was apparently on the radar of a few teams. He was found twelve days ago, here.” Philip moved his finger to point out the location on the map that was the centre of Sherlock’s set up. “Cause of death was strangulation. The removal of the leg was post-mortem, and had to have occurred at a different location. No hesitation wounds. The dismemberment was clean and precise.” He looked up to find the others staring at him.

Greg gaped. “My God, it’s like listening to a mini-Sherlock.”

Philip felt his skin heat in embarrassment. “He-we went over this earlier today.” More specifically, Sherlock had thought out loud while he paced around the sitting room and Philip had hung on his every word, excited to just be part of an investigation again.

John snorted.

Philip cleared his throat and gestured to the next set of photos. “Both hands missing this time. Body found here.” He pointed to another location.

“I remember that one.” Greg stood up and came closer to the sofa. “The other one wasn’t in my jurisdiction, but this was one of mine. Strangulation, clean amputation. Victim was a-“ He faltered as he searched his memory.

“Surgeon,” Molly supplied.

“Thanks.” Greg offered her an appreciative smile. “Disappeared on the way home from a night with his mistress. His wife wanted to keep the salacious bits out of the public eye and her father knows people so . . .” He eyed Philip. “How did you find out about the hands? We kept that out of the press.”

Philip looked rather proud of himself. “I have my ways,” he said, trying to sound mysterious. Greg narrowed his eyes and Philip flushed and pointed to the wall. “Three was a runner, right foot gone. Four went missing from his gym, an arm this time.”

He pointed to yet another pin on the map. “Number five was found last night. Well, some of him at any rate.”

“What did they take this time?” John asked.

“The entire trunk, neck to groin. Minus the . . .” he gestured toward his own crotch.

Greg and John winced but Molly ignored them as she joined Philip to stand on the sofa. She studied the photos of the bodies.

“What is he doing?” Greg asked, clearly thinking out loud.

“Taking trophies?” John toss out, trying to help brainstorm.

“But what is he going to do with them?” Greg wondered.

Philip opened his mouth to reply but Molly beat him to it. “He’s making a man.”

The former forensic pathologist/current president of the largest official Sherlock Holmes fan club in the London area deflated somewhat. “Yeah, that’s what Sherlock thought, too. He said the killer was harvesting from the best specimens he could find in his hunting zone. None of the victims were exactly right as is, but when you broke them down into individual parts and put them all together?”

“The perfect man,” Molly whispered.

Greg grimaced. “That’s messed up.”

John pulled a chair away from Sherlock’s table and opened the laptop there. “Okay, so we’ve got a nutter who thinks he’s Doctor Frankenstein running around. Assuming there aren’t victims out there we aren’t aware of, he’s still missing parts. Let’s make a list and see what we can come up with from there.”

Philip, Molly, and John quickly began to throw out suggestions and Greg silently let them run out of steam. He sat in John’s chair and jotted down notes about the different locations of the body dumps and victims, looking for a common link between them.

“So we’ve got another arm, a leg and foot, the head and . . .” John gestured toward Philip’s crotch.

“Genitals,” Molly huffed. “You can say genitals.”

Greg pretended he hadn’t heard her. “He seems to go for the athletic types.”

John shook his head. “The hands came from a surgeon, remember? Look at his picture, I doubt he spent too much time at a gym. And he definitely isn’t a runner.”

“He wanted dexterity with the hands, not strength.” Molly stepped off the sofa and plopped down to sit on it. “So we’re looking for the best of the best. How do you even begin to narrow down the best penis in the city? What criteria would you use? I mean, is he looking for purely physical attributes or is he taking things like stamina into consideration? What about fertility? Philip, did he leave the testicles as well as the penis?”

“Could we not talk about that bit anymore?” Greg looked a little green.

John nodded in agreement. “Right, we’ll come back to the genitals. What else can we focus on?”

Philip thought they were overlooking the most obvious answer. “The head.”

“Someone handsome, then. An actor?” John began to peck at the keyboard of the laptop again.

“Wrong.” Philip rolled his eyes. They really were being obtuse. The killer would definitely be looking for someone smart, someone like . . . Oh no. He paled and had to lean a hand against the wall, ignoring the papers that crinkled under his palm.

Molly immediately looked concerned. “Are you all right? Do you need to sit down?”

He shook his head. “Who is the most intelligent man you know?”

“Mycroft,” was John’s immediate answer, followed quickly by another “Mycroft” from Molly and “What they said” from Greg.

“No. Well, yes,” Philip conceded. “But no one is going to be able to get close enough to Mycroft Holmes to cut off his head for nefarious purposes.”

John smirked. “Is there any other kind of purpose for head stealing, other than nefarious ones?”

Philip ignored him as best as he could. “It’s Sherlock. That’s why he’s not here. The killer must have grabbed him and is probably getting ready to cut his head off as we speak.”

John dropped his head into his hands. “It’s more likely Sherlock hunted the man down himself and practically offered up his neck just to satisfy his curiosity.”

Just then Molly’s phone uttered a single word, clearly spoken in Sherlock’s voice (although Philip had never heard that particular soft tone come from Sherlock before). “Molly.”

She blushed. “It’s, uhm, it’s a text. From Sherlock. That’s his, he put that, I didn’t-“ She pulled her mobile out of her pocket. “Oh, it’s an address.”

Another husky “Molly”.

“He says ‘send John and Lestrade, no one else’. And now there’s a picture of-“ She gulped. “It’s really dark, but I can just make out what appears to be most of a body on a surgical table.”

“I knew it!” Philip pushed himself away from the wall and jumped off the sofa, narrowly missing the low table in front of it. He slapped his hands together. “Let’s go rescue Sherlock Holmes!”

“You’re staying here.” Greg pointed at the floor as if it emphasise his statement. “Molly, you should st-“

“Not a chance.” She was already pulling on her coat.

“You can’t come,” John tried to sound intimidating.

“You don’t have the address,” Molly countered. “And if you so much as reach for my phone to take it I will kick you in the genitals so hard you won’t be able to see straight for days.”

John quickly pulled his hand back to his side. “All right then.”

“Fine, we’re all going.” Greg threw his hands up into the air. “Should we invite Mrs Hudson while we’re at it?”

Molly and John shared a look. John cleared his throat. “Actually, that might not be a completely bad idea. She knows . . . things.”

Greg pinched his nose. “I don’t want to know, do I?”

“Probably not.”

“Just to clarify.” Philip hurried after the other three as they stomped down the stairs toward the ground floor. “I’m coming, too, right?”

#2019 sherlolly halloween #sherlolly-ish

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mrs-yamada · 5 years

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Coping Mechanisms

I realized I’ve posted a lot of stories about abuse, but none of the things I’ve learned over my 40+ years to cope with or lessen the everyday pain one goes through. It’s so hard to struggle through each day all by yourself by sheer will - as it certainly feels like, somedays.

You need to find some ways to deal with your pain! No matter how silly something may sound, if it works it’s not silly at all.

Obviously these won’t all work on everyone and some might irritate the heck out of you, because we’re all different. But if you put your own spin on them and think of what you enjoy to do, they could be helpful.

I’ll add to these if I remember more, since I’m in sort of a downward spiral (parents visiting soon) myself...

Onward, under the break...

Sleep when you need it

If you can, that is. I have too many issues to work and luckily we’ve managed so far with one income, although it sucks. This does mean that I can cater to my individual sleep schedule, however, and I use that to my advantage.

Don’t listen to neural typicals when they say “go to bed at the same time every night”. They’re normies! We’re not! Our bodies differ. You may actually benefit from doing as everyone will tell you, but a lot of us with mental differences benefit much greater from setting our own, very different (and rapid cycling) sleep cycles. I am currently sleeping from 6 am until 1 or 2 in the afternoon. I simply cannot sleep until then no matter what I do - and in a few weeks, I know this will change and I’ll be back to 10 pm or maybe 12. The difference is I get the sleep my body so desperately needs, and it helps greatly. I know not all of us can do this, but if you can - go for it. Try it out. You’d be amazed how good you feel after actually sleeping.

On the flip side, though:

Don’t oversleep

No, seriously. We all have the urge to “never get out of bed”, but you’re just gonna feel like crap and get a headache. Sometimes it’s cool to do this but, you know. Don’t abuse the treat.

Clean up (yourself & the home)!

Yeah. This is another one of those “you see it everywhere” tips, but that’s because it does work. Even if you can only manage to brush your teeth, change your undies, whatever, you’ll feel a bit better. Same goes for your house/apartment/room. Clean a tiny space if it’s all you can do - you’ll feel like you’ve got more breathing room.

Don’t EVER want to shower/bathe?

We’ve been there. It stinks, no pun intended. Personally, I had to think of a great way to encourage myself to get the heck out of bed and bathe - bath bombs.

And not just the regular kind! Glitter, rainbows, especially the ones with little toys inside, those are the best for days I don’t want to wake up and shower. You can even use them (as I just said) in the shower. They act like shower steamers and smell the rooms up nice, too.

Make a “Power Outfit”

It could be a comfy sweatshirt, or animal pajamas (kigurumi). Maybe it’s a really wacky pair of socks or a shirt that features your favorite TV star or character from a series. This could include accessories, like a fun hat, headband, furry tail, superhero cape - whatever will make you feel great. Don’t overthink it. It’s not “weird” to wear what makes you feel better, no matter what.

Hide/buy surprises for yourself!

Again, this is one I absolutely love to do. I scroll around through etsy and eBay a lot as another numbing yet engaging brain exercise, and I look for the cheapest “blind boxes” and/or “surprises”. Blind boxes are packages where you don’t know what’s inside until you open it, just like the name suggests. If this doesn’t bother you, it’s great for buying yourself a surprise. I use this as stocking stuffers for myself, too. Ha.

Of course this works for things like a book you want to read or a puzzle you’d like to do. Maybe even wrap it and leave it in the “gift pile”. Gift yourself when you need a pick me up!

Another of my favorite things are called “surprise balls”. They’re balls of crepe paper strips you unravel, and each layer has a surprise in it. You unroll the rainbow-colored strips, dropping toys, novelty items, etc, as you go. You can unroll one layer at a time or all of them! Find them at etsy, you can even get them customised.

Eat better. Exercise.

Trust me, I used to hate exercising (and when I say “hate”, I mean it). But it makes such a complete difference that I actually miss it when I skip on the weekends! Eating right (whatever is right for you, allergy-wise, dietary preferences, etc) also makes a huge difference. My mood lifted so high without the use of mind-altering drugs at all (societal approved medicine or otherwise).

Aromatherapy

I’ve seen so many people FREAK OUT about this.

Relax. It’s not meant as a “cure-all” no matter what the MLM pushers say, it simply helps a little. And for those of us with a lot of problems, “a little off the top” is really a big help. There are different types of scents for different mood enhancers, but my favorites (bubblegum, lemon, orange) are citrus based because that lifts depression. (Google this if you’re want - there have been tests done researching depression & aromatherapy).

Use wax melts, incense, whatever - and remember that candles can be bought on etsy & elsewhere that have surprises in them, too! You take out the charms and gems and such as the candle burns. Win-win for a little pick me up!

Rainbows

Yeah, I know. I have little crystal rainbow catchers in my windows so that my rooms fill with rainbows throughout the day. You’d be amazed at how many times a surprise rainbow from one of them lifted my heart and made me smile.

They’re not expensive, either. You can pop down to your local craft store and buy them in the beading section. Thread the bead with string or fishing line and hang it up on a suction cup or - really, wherever you can where light will catch!

Wait, did I mention craft stores..?

Arts & Crafts

I may be biased here, but there have been a lot of people that benefit from coloring books and crafts. They’re soothing, but be warned - they’re sometimes not good for mind-wanderers. If you’re “dump-trucking” bad thoughts, a mindless task will NOT be a good thing to do. I sometimes pair crafts and such with watching TV so that my mind and hands are busy at the same time.

Distractions!

Writing

*looks at self in reflection of monitor*

...yep.

This can help not only you, but others. It’s a relief to feel that you’re not alone, and when you come across something that helps you in a moment of need it’s awesome. It feels just as good to let it all out.

Write about your day, your past experiences, your hopes - anything. Heck, write fanfiction where the guys or gals or beings of your dreams help you get through things. Work it out. You don’t have to publish them. It will still feel good. And if you want to record your own in one area, or read specific fics, especially fanfics, I recommend the Archive (and not simply because I write there, ha)!

Television/Movies/Games

Same thing for movies, games & TV. They may distract you, but that means you may get the odd, sneaky thought that creeps in. We all hate those. Oh, and watch out for triggers! Good flipping butt, so many triggers!

There’s a site that helps for tons of triggers (including books, games, etc) called “Does the Dog Die”. I use it constantly when watching new programs or movies.

I personally do toon-fests where I watch so many cartoons, especially kiddie ones like “Molang” (so cute)! And I love using Minecraft for chilling out, game wise. Just, again... watch out for games. Man, they can be a pain sometimes if you’re getting frustrated. Stick with ones that you know are relaxing or you can play on “safe mode”. Don’t try to do a complicated campaign or grab that rare trophy/achievement when you’re stressed.

Music!

Yep. Music lifts spirits. And did you know if you search Google Play they’ve got free stuff? Like, a lot of it you might not want and there are a ton of religious readings, etc (if that’s your thing, then hooray)! But often I’ve found some really nice relaxing music with wave sounds, thunderstorms, etc. Of course you can buy albums too.

Voices

The same goes for voices. They can be very soothing and help you relax. There’s a whole bunch of Play apps where anime dudes and/or chicks talk you to sleep, or say comforting things. Well, technically, they’re real people speaking but there’s images of anime guys and gals. There are all types, so look around.

You could even ask your loved one to make a recording of them speaking to you or reading poetry, etc. It’s very helpful to hear a beloved voice - no matter who it is for you -- in times of need.

Cuddles

Pets, stuffed animals, blankets, fellow humans... hugs help sometimes. Sometimes you really don’t want to be touched, but that stuffed animal or pillow can give you just the right snuggle to lift your mood.

Free stuff!

Every once in awhile I use a throwaway email and go freebie hunting on the internet. A lot of places will give you stickers, samples, and all sorts of stuff for free. If you have a PO Box or don’t mind giving out your address, this works so well. Mail surprises are the awesomest.

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Since this went over so well last year I decided to do it again! Cheers to the new year, lets start it off with some positivity towards the writers in this fandom! I love y’all and I’m wishing you the best of luck in this new year!!

Alternate universes:

Curiosity Killed the Cat by @thatmasquedgirl // A cat adopts Oliver. He isn’t too happy about it. || This is one of those I ran across in the middle of the night and was like wtf, but also yes. It’s w o n d e r f u l.

Immortals by @therewas-a-girl // To die for love, to die of love, to die in love, to die with love, to die over love, to die without love, to die to love, to die in the mine, and be a “mine,” in the arms of someone’s chest wound, “Here I will die of the above.” || Persphone and Hades, okay. Persphone and freaking Hades, but not in the “usual” way. This story is like crack.

Birds of a Feather by @alexiablackbriar13 // Oliver’s biology leads to strange new changes for the team. || I love this one so much. It’s so different and it’s honestly such a lovely continuation of the original story. so much fun.

my love must be a kind of blind love by @artemisodinson // Felicity Smoak, a mostly blind weapon designer of a Medieval-eque world, was simply the personal designer of the House of Queen. Until Lord Oliver Queen himself strolled into her workshop. || Blind!Felicity + midieval setting + vigilantism and olicity = yes yes and more yes. It’s awesome.

hold my hand (consign me not to darkness) by @overwatchandarrow // When Oliver Queen returns for his final year at Hogwarts with the mysterious death of his father hanging over his head, he doesn’t expect much to change. But when he meets Felicity Smoak, a brilliant force of nature with her own mysteries, everything does. As they fall in love and delve deep into the secrets of Hogwarts, they uncover many truths about themselves and the darkness within the magical world.Nothing will ever be the same. || harry potter au!!!! it’s good, there’s angst, and wtf it’s harry potter. go read [shoos you towards it]

Tastes like Pure Joy by @wherethereissmoak // Felicity almost has her school paid off - and her last night as a live-donor at a vampire restaurant will settle her debt. But her encounter with client Oliver Queen was anything but the quick and easy feed either of them was expecting. || The easiest way to win Bev over is vampires and/or werewolves. And this is like fluffy adorable vampires, which you don’t see very often.

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Smutty smut smut:

carpe diem by @bisexuallaurellance // “Oliver Jonas Queen,” she says softly, and if it wasn’t for the rapturous look in her eyes he would have thought he was in trouble. But nothing, nothing could possibly prepare him for what she says next. “Would you make me… the happiest woman on the face of the earth?” || Fluff and smut? Always a good combination. This is the kind that makes you feel all kinds of gooey while also sending you off for a cold shower.

Balinese Dreams by @queensoverwatch // The origin of Oliver’s and Felicity’s love affair with ‘dessert’. || You can never go wrong with Bali and olicity smut. You just can’t. And this is perfect.

Suspenders and Stripping to Power Ballads by @imusuallyobsessed // After the mayoral event, Oliver and Felicity finish what they started in the closet. And Oliver fulfills his promise to make her forget about Channing Tatum. Olicity Hiatus Fic-A-Thon week 3 prompt: taste. || everything about this fic is absolutely swoon worthy. Suspenders, check. Stripping, check. Sexy smut, check. And an ending that’ll give you heart eyes. Yep.

Angst fest:

The Road to Recovery by @blackcanarydinah // At 19, Felicity Smoak accepts a dare from her college buddies that turns out to be the worst decision she could have made and it twists her life in ways she never thought possible. At 22, Oliver Queen gets on the Queen’s Gambit with his father and nearly drowns in the North China Sea. In the months to come he often wishes that he did. At 21, Felicity sells her soul to the Devil to save her husband. At 27, Oliver returns home, haunted by the ghost of his wife. || if you can’t tell by the summary this story will hurt you in ways that you can’t even imagine, but it will be a good hurt. In other words, you’re going to suffer, but you’re going to be happy about it.

The Donor by @spaztronautwriter // Felicity Smoak has always dreamed of being a mother and she isn’t going to let a little thing like men stop her from making that dream come true. Having a baby by herself might just be biting off a little more than she can chew, but one way or the other it’s about to change her whole life. || Okay so I guess this is technically not the angstiest fic out there, but it stresses me the fuck o u t. It will have you screaming at your phone telling these idiots to get together and there’s only three chapters so far.

(our constant truth) we will never fade by @bokayjunkie // Felicity encounters a mysterious stranger in her home except… he’s not so much of a stranger to her at all. In fact she knows him very well, but he is still ever bit as mysterious. || This fic wounded me…. WOUNDED ME, time traveling oliver queen from the future completely in love with felicity meets a felicity completely and utterly confused by her oliver. Nope. My heart hurts enough as it is.

Now go, read, and comment. And review and post your own recs! Show your favorite writers some love because they sure as hell deserve it!!

also don’t forget to check out my fanfic page ;)

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eirenical · 6 years

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F, I and N, I love h/c and I'm looking for some new writing ideas so I might try out something that you want ❤️💛💚💙💜

F: Care to share a favorite hurt/comfort fic?

OK, so this is becoming harder than I expected, so instead of a comprehensive list, I will just pull out a few favorites. I know I’m leaving things out, but my brain is not quite up to the monumental task of listing all my favorite hurt/comfort fic tonight. O_o;;;

then burn the ashes by @kvothes

Maybe they differ the most in their dispositions, in the way they react to injustice. Where Feuilly bruises, Enjolras bleeds.(Enjolras x Feuilly)

The writing and characterizations on this are just flat out gorgeous. Enjolras texts Feuilly to ask him to look after his plant for the night. Feuilly does so and finds himself still there when Enjolras returns in the morning, a bit shook up and bruised, but still somehow relieved to find Feuilly there. Comfort and adorableness ensues. ^_^

OK, I could probably just add: EVERYTHING EVER BY @takethewatch to this list and not be lying. ;D But a couple of specifics…

Carry On and the ensuing “fix-its/follow-ups”

Feuilly moves to a new city to start over. He plans to keep his head down this time, to work an 8 to 5 job and keep to himself and settle for getting by. His hopes are modest, reasonable: He hopes to keep up on his loan payments, to get along with his coworkers, to get through another Christmas alone.

He doesn’t plan on getting sucked into a group of literacy activists who care way too much, on getting involved in trying to fix the world again, on stumbling into people who actually seem to care about him. He doesn’t plan on being happy.

I really, really need to do a re-read of this series. It’s one of my favorite Feuilly stories EVER and a part of why is because of all the glorious hurt/comfort. ^_^ But seriously, this is my favorite ever Amis Origin Story. *_*

the best medicine

Five times Joly took care of his friends, and one time they took care of him.

I am weak, ABSOLUTELY WEAK for competent!joly fic. And here we have him taking care of everyone and then getting taken care of and just GOSH I LOVE JOLY. *_*

A Passion for the Absoluteby @amarguerite

Courfeyrac gets severely injured and turns to Enjolras, high priest of the ideal that he is, for a little illumination. Courfeyrac enlightens Enjolras in return. Featuring terrible puns, romantic and Romantic excesses, and the Battle of Hernani.

Holy, oh my goodness, THIS FIC. *falls over* This is possibly my favorite ever canon era fic. I don’t even have WORDS for how much flail I’m still in over this fic, even years later. This is the fic that made me utterly and completely fall in love with Enjolras and Courfeyrac, as friends, as lovers, as EVERYTHING. And there’s just SO. MUCH. BEAUTIFUL. HURT/COMFORT. TT^TT I LOVE IT SO.

The Peace of Wild Thingsby @ariadneslostthread

Series of vignettes featuring the Chief, the Guide and the Centre. And an obscene amount of h/c.

1. “Good.” Enjolras says with finality. “Now, if you will all excuse me, I’m going to lock myself in a darkened room for a few hours.”

2. Combeferre sighs as he looks from Courfeyrac to Enjolras and back, “I don’t feel entirely myself tonight, to be honest.” He smiles weakly.

3. It is a quiet, reserved sort of concern and love which entirely suits Enjolras so he is happy to share the sofa and pile of blankets with Courfeyrac, their legs tangled together like some sort of two headed, phlegm-ridden blanket monster, coughing and sniffling to his heart’s content without feeling self-conscious.

4. Courfeyrac. It isn’t until he’s retrieved his toothbrush from inside the bathroom cabinet that he catches sight of himself in the mirror, and lets out a horrified scream.

This is honestly one of my most self-indulgent favorite h/c fic. It’s one of the ones I come back to over and over and over, especially if I’m in need of comfort, myself. I just love these three so much and I love how deeply they care for each other in this fic and just EVERYTHING. *_*

All I Have Known by @whimsical-in-the-brainpan

Grantaire’s motto has always been “it only hurts if you care.” Of course, Éponine knows that secretly he’s always cared. But it’s just easier for him to play the strawman than to actually let himself believe. It’s safer.

This is an epically long series of slow-burn e/R that focuses on Eponine and Grantaire’s amazingly co-dependent friendship and JFC, it’s still one of my favorites even though I’m not really on the e/R bandwagon anymore. It just packs SUCH an emotional punch throughout the entire thing and I love it SO MUCH. I really need to re-read it, too. ;D (Side note: I especially love the characterization of Cosette in this fic. It’s one of my favorites, to this day. ^_^)

I Know How to Love Only When You’re Holding Meby @kingesstropolis

Courfeyrac and Enjolras grew up next door to each other, with their families so close they might as well be related at this point. So when Enjolras’s older sister gets engaged, Courfeyrac knows he’ll be attending the wedding–which isn’t a problem until it becomes clear he’s supposed to bring a significant other to the wedding. Not having dated anyone in the years since his last disastrous relationship and unable to tell his mother why he’s given up on romance, Courfeyrac does the only logical thing–he brings along his new fake boyfriend, Combeferre.

OK, so this one may not TECHNICALLY be h/c, but it involves a lot of angst and emotional h/c, so I SAY IT COUNTS. Featuring an ace!Courfeyrac who has put himself through hell and back to get to that conclusion and faces an even steeper uphill battle to accept that he’s still worthy of love and that someone could love him. And it’s just so lovely and painful and ^__________^.

@thecoffeetragedy always writes really good hurt/comfort, mostly on tumblr, like this really lovely little Combeferre & Courfeyrac ficlet she wrote for me, but you can find a bunch of them here on AO3, too.

I also have a ton of other h/c recs, like I’m sure I’m going to think of a million more that just HAVE TO BE on this list as soon as I post this, but THIS IS A GOOD START, HOPEFULLY, Y/Y? I also have a ton of others in other fandoms, but I think you are Love, Simon AU nonny, so hopefully these were all relevant to your interests. ^_^

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

I don’t really believe in guilty pleasures. I thoroughly enjoy all my pleasures, no shame attached. ^_~ I absolutely love H/C and sick!fic of every flavor and variety, but I feel absolutely no guilt or shame about that whatsoever. BRING IT ON. *_*

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?

And I just answered this one in the last ask, so a little c/p wouldn’t hurt…

Pfft. There’s a part of me that really wishes someone would finish FYFM for me at this point, but not too seriously. I’m too much of a control freak for that. -.-;;;

As for stories I wish someone would WRITE for me? *evil grin* Anything in any of these tags:

dear yuletide author

dear miserable holidays author

dear not for primetime author

dear pr femslash ficathon writer

dear rare pair fest writer

dear trick or treat writer

HAVE AT. SERIOUSLY. *chinhands* ^___________^

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, NONNY. Hopefully you see this. ^_^

(Anyone else want to send some? ^_^)

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akaanonymouth · 7 years

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Things I’m Working On...

List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on. This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, whatever…

I’ve not been tagged, but I was making a list of things I’m writing because I’m driving myself insane opening 43 docs and forgetting what idea/ story/ whatever goes where and then spending more time reading and cutting things than actually writing so…. what better place to make a note! (It may be a loooong note! I mean, like, I’m talking through my ideas here because nothing’s actually finished, so feel free to wither jump in and provide input, or just keep scrolling now!) Berena

Berena and the Fletchlings: As you may know, one little “Berena dancing in the kitchen” idea escalated into a 7,000odd word fluff fest involving the Fletchlings, then Berena took them all swimming, and now my brain seems to insist on inserting some Fletchling interaction at almost every opportunity, so I named it a series, and since I named it a series, I haven’t managed to finish a single idea, haha! But, here’s what I got in the pipeline: (Actually I will put this under a cut to save people’s dashes, because I have a lot of ideas to work through and I’ve apparently lost a verbal filter alongside gaining a mental health issue, who knew! Sorry! Anyhoo:

-Evie’s Birthday: She wants to attend a festival. Fletch is dead set against it, Evie’s obviously having a meltdown, so is Fletch, Serena steps in. Decides to throw a mini fest in her house/ garden, and gets most Holby staff involved. Bernie convinces Charlotte to come, because Charlotte can play guitar and sing, and Elinor is also persuaded, because she can sing and play piano and Serena’s set up a gazebo like a stage, but there’s also a piano in the living room, and it turns out Bernie can also play the piano because have you seen her hands?! Anyway, they have mad fun all day, Ric and Sacha do an ‘oldie’ set, etc etc. I’ll stop there with all the details otherwise no one will want to read it when it finally gets done properly! But it’ll include Bernie and Serena dancing, to new and old songs, and Ellie is all like “eww” but Evie’s all moon-eyes and explains what she sees to Ellie, and Charlotte is persuaded by Cam to play an acoustic version of his favourite song and…. basically a lot of Bernie and Serena eye sex, slow dancing in bubbles they create for themselves, and Evie just being crazy about her OTP. I haven’t decided yet if Berena are established, or whether it should be another sort of “intervention/ dawning realisation” type thing, so if anyone wants to add their thoughts, or message me for more details, PLEASE feel free to!

- Bra shopping: I was going to keep the “fletchlings” series relatively angst-free, but this one, canon-compliant with Elinor’s death, is bugging me. Serena promises to take Evie bra shopping; does take Evie bra shopping on the following Saturday. Bernie goes with them. It’s Mother’s Day the next day, and they see shops full of Mother’s Day paraphernalia etc. They have a lovely time shopping but towards the end, melancholy/ anger/ grief sets in, so Bernie does little things to keep them in the here and now, not really knowing what else to do. When they’re heading home, they detour through the park, and come across Mikey in an altercation with a few other older boys. They’re picking on him, and Bernie steps in (BMAM!) and they start to take the piss, but she sends them off, then Mikey turns his anger onto her, and she encourages him (a bit like the speech she gave Serena in the toilets) and he fights her; breaks down; they head back to Serena’s. There’s silent cuddles, angst, but loving. Etc and all that.

- The as-yet-wholly-unformed-idea whereupon Evie still wants to move in with Serena, is in love with Berena, as in, the actual ship, as well as them as individuals, and loves spending time with them. She’s made aware that maybe she is intruding, so she tries not to encroach so much, but Bernie messages her asking if she wants to go to the cinema one night, and she just… Yeah, The One Where Evie is the Berena Fandom Incarnate (and gets to bask in their presence for weekends at a time). May tie this in with the drabble I wrote about Evie giving Serena a friendship bracelet after Elinor died, with green for Bernie weaved through it, then she does the same for Bernie.

If anyone has any Berena + Fletchlings ideas they’d like to see written, pop me a line, and I’ll try my best :)

Untitled WIP:

1) Comedy of sorts. Half the hospital staff are sick to the back teeth of Serena and Bernie tiptoeing around each other, because please, as much as they both liked to preach from their pedestals that they were only being professional and didn’t want the hospital, the trauma unit, AAU, the patients, the bloody agency nurse who turned up now and again to suffer, suffer they were. Especially those that kept stumbling into the middle of serious eye fucking sessions and half-finished sentences. It had to stop. In which Zosia’s taken it upon herself to be Bernie’s fairy godmother (and if she gets a good few snogs out of Jac along the way, all the better), and the staff come up with, frankly, ludicrous ways to get B&S together, even employing Mrs. B as a seductress. Why no one just talked to Jason, I don’t know…

2) If Holby writers can steal Doctors on The Roof from ER, then I can steal Stinky the dog from it, and give him a storyline with Serena and Bernie. (Or, The One where Serena gains a dog and a Wolfe). Kerry Weaver ended up taking home a dog called Stinky from a tramp that died, and I’ve apparently based a whole story on that idea. Also I love Kerry Weaver.)

3) In which Serena loses the point of Texas Hold ‘Em because she’s too busy wondering what Texas holds, exactly? Bernie tells her to add it to her Google list….. And I’ve lost the plot a bit with this one, but Im sure it’ll come back (or it is already here, trapped in the wrong document!)

3) Smut fic. Pure smut. There is nothing but smut. I mean, at a push, it could be described as character exploration through sexual situations, character development via sex…. basically I’m just writing a multi-chap fic about Serena and Bernie having sex in the here-and-now, and harking back to various ‘first-time’s’ as it comes up in their conversation. (Can I work “fight on your feet or die on your knees” into this? I think I can. I can see Serena saying this.) 4) Smut fic. Yes, like the above. But, I found I was thinking about their lives post-Elinor death, and what impacts that would have. This is a bit darker. Not harrowing, and with as happy ending as anyone could have with a dead child, but still, dark enough to warrant being a separate story.

5) The obligatory stuck-in-a-lift-fic that I have never written for any of my OTPs before, so feel it’s beyond time that I give it a go. Mingling it with the “sweaty, vigorous passion” episode, substituting Raf for Bernie :)

6) Angst. In which Bernie uses Jason to determine Serena’s mental state, because whatever is happening, Serena does not lie to Jason. Wrote the idea for this when Elinor first died, so I don’t know if I’ll finish. Just a one-shot, to try to explain to myself where their relationship was, where Bernie’s level of concern was at, at the time.

7) After a whole day of being majorly, ridiculously excited about the post, I am writing a perfume-based story haha!

8) I’m not technically working on this one, because I don’t watch Dr Who religiously, and I’m not a massive, massive fan, but I couldn’t get rid of this thought: Serena is all bitter and sad, and Kate Stewart turns up like “Somewhere in your memory is a woman called Bernie Wolfe….” In order to be happy and save herself (and Holby or the world, if that’s your bag) Serena must remember Bernie, must remember her timeline for her actual reality to realign again, because Bernie is Serena’s soulmate, but not only that, Bernie and Serena’s relationship has a direct impact on Kate’s lineage (or something, it’s all about the timey-wimey shit that I haven’t figured out) and so Serena absolutely has to remember that Bernie was wiped from her memory, because it’s the only thing that’ll bring her back. I’m probably never going to even attempt to start this one, but I would read the shit out of it if anyone could do it?!

9) I nearly forgot about this one! Actresses AU. Whereupon Serena and Bernie, and the rest of the cast, are the actors in a medical drama. Serena and Bernie’s story remains theirs, but there are eerie similarities between them and their character storylines. Bernie remains married for much longer, her character is written out of the show they play in for an indefinite amount of time because she does a moonlight flit, etc. Angst, slow burn. Not entirely sure how this will play out; it’s one I think I’d like to finish completely before posting.

Aaaand I’ll end there. Maybe I’ll do a separate post for the HP, DWP and ER fics that I’ve either temporarily (does 7 years count as temporary?!) abandoned, completely lost, or thought so much about that I think they already exist and am horrifically surprised when they do not (hello, me Voyager fics, too, haha!)

Not tagging anyone, but I’m always grateful to read what other people are up to! God bless anyone that’s made it this far!

#anonymouth #writing #too many ideas not enough time or confidence to follow them through #berena fic

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Annual Writing Self-Evaluation*

Thank you elsi_bee for tagging me <3 I haven’t written a lot this year, but it’s still more than I’ve written in a long time soo, let’s go.

1. List of works published this year:

Technically I started it back in december 2015, but I wrote/finished my baby aka love&kickin’ and a few timestamps in that verse, plus a few drabbles for Project Home

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

When I started l&k I hadn’t finished/published anything in years, so I was very proud when it was finally finished.

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

It’s not a “work” but I managed to write a whole timestamp referring to Jay as Jo? AND NO ONE CORRECTED ME? I’m still cringing about that. UGH. WHY? HOW?

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

one of the first bits I wrote for love&kickin’:

When Nick looks up in direction of the pitch he nearly chokes on his mouthful of coffee. There’s a throw in taking place right in front of them, a fairly advantageous opportunity for the home team, but Nick can’t focus on that. The Arsenal player standing behind the sideline, ball in his hands and number 28 splayed across his back, is fit. Really fit. In all honesty Nick can only see him from behind, but the first thing he notices is a quite spectacular bum and nicely muscled thighs and, well, football might have its redeeming aspects after all.

Nick freaking out about Louis getting hurt:

Once inside Louis heads for the kitchen, and Nick finds himself unable to move once he’s dropped Louis’ bag to the floor, still feeling a bit shaky because Louis looks okay, he does, but he got hurt. Nick’s a bit shit with sick people, was never the one to bring home injured birds or the likes, and is that actually a thing kids do? It might be another one of those Hollywood clichés now that he thinks of it.

“Nick?”

He looks up to find Louis in the hallway between the hall and the kitchen, watching Nick with a soft look on his face.

“Come here,” Louis tells him quietly, leaning one of his crutches against the wall to reach for Nick

He wobbles a little, and Nick moves without a second thought. He doesn’t throw himself at Louis but it’s a near thing. He hugs him tightly and buries his nose against Louis’ temple; breathing him in. Louis huffs out a breath, winding his arm around Nick’s waist; leaning a little more of his weight against him than usual.

“You got hurt.” Nick says, squeezing tighter and shit, his eyes are burning and he’s being completely ridiculous he knows it but he can’t quite rid himself of that dreadful feeling in the pit of his stomach.

5. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

Pretty much any comment on my fics this year has put THE biggest smile on my face, but the rambly caps lock-y ones with specific details mentioned are always my favourite ones.

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

To be perfectly honest writing has been really, really hard most of the time this year. the ink bled right through was the easiest, by far.

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

I still can’t believe I dared publish a tomlinshaw fic considering the ridiculously talented writers who write fics for that pairing. and I wrote rimming because Sheena forced me to. there was a strange combination of rose wine and rum involved to get that scene written, haha.

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

I’ve realised that, sometimes, you can push your way out of “writer’s block” and a lack of inspiration, and sometimes you simply shouldn’t write when you don’t feel like it.

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

I wanna keep exploring my love&kickin’ verse and finish my pile of WIPs.

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

Sheena//@conscious--ramblings because she’s partly to blame for love&kickin’, beta’d and britpicked for me and is an all around great friend, Alice//@intenselouis was super encouraging and helpful, and Steph//@stephwinchester is always my best cheer leader <3

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

My love affair with Arsenal FC <3

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

AHAHAHAHAHAHA. no.

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

YES. I have a tomlinshaw/travel!rep OT5 AU that has been in my WIP folder for over eighteen months. I actually started it long before love&kickin’ and it’s the bane of my existence at this point, basically. I’m hoping I’ll be able to finish it soon, I’ve managed quite a bit of writing lately so, fingers crossed!

then there’s the love&kickin’ Euro2016 timestamp, another tomlinshaw fic I’ve nicknamed “the angst fest” and there might be a few pages of a witch!tomlinshaw AU in my google docs too but who knows. my muse is a fickle thing.

14. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read. ;)

tagging @conscious--ramblings, @gloriaandrews and @magicalrocketships

*All answers should be about works published in 2016. Also, you can skip any questions you hate or don’t want to answer, but please leave them on the list so that others can do them if they want. :)

#fanfiction #my stuff #conscious--ramblings #gloriaandrews #magicalrocketships

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