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“what if i never want to have sex again?” dean asks.
“if that’s what you want,” Cas says slowly, trying to make dean understand that for him, there is no choice to be made here. there is no struggle, no conflict, no urge to rebel at the lines dean has been so cautious to suggest drawing, no other answer except: “then i will happy never have sex again in my life.”
but dean is already shaking his head. “i don’t get to be selfish like that, man. i don’t get to, to - to make this shit about me-“
“it isn’t selfish,” cas cuts him off, annoyed and in love and frustrated that john winchester made the perfect weapon of his son, and now dean is left with little idea at how to be without being so constantly aware of how to be perfectly used in order to be well loved. “it isn’t selfish to tell me how to make you happy dean.” Dean still isn’t meeting his eye, so cas says his name again, in the same way that dean has always prayed his. “Dean. if you turned into a bird forever i would build you a nest in a beautiful tree and sleep in the branches with you. sex is not - has never - been what i want. what i want has already been given to me.”
“Me,” Dean croaks. “I’m not enough, buddy, you gotta know that.”
“i don’t know that, because it isn’t true. Dean,” Cas says, just because he likes the feel of Dean’s name in his mouth. “my love is not conditional, and it is not fickle, and it is not wrong. i am not wrong to love you. why do you think i am?” Cas squints at him. “You don’t think you deserve to be loved?”
“Not by you,” Dean says. “I - I’ll screw up, Cas. i’ll get mad and i’ll yell at you and i’ll push you away when i’m scared and i don’t know if I’ll even be able to make that up to you with-“
“we’ll fight,” cas says, “and we’ll come back to our bed, and we’ll lie down together, and we’ll both try to make the other apologize first, like we always do. and i’ll fall asleep with you, and that is the greatest thing in the world that you could give me,” cas tries to pretend that he isn’t sniffling at the mere image of it in his mind. “to let me fall asleep looking at you.”
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Bug's Ao3 fics Masterpost
miliamin on Ao3
all for Wednesday(TV 2022) fandom so far
ship: Wednesday Addams/Enid Sinclair (wenclair)
if the fic is discussed in a post it will be tagged with corresponding tag, also assume from the getgo that all my writing has jokes in it
Completed:
The Only Time Drinking Is Good For You - multichapter, post first season, mostly humor, first part of The Love and Arcane, #love potion volume one
The Wrong Reflections - multichapter, post first season, angst and humor, #doppelganger drama
Roses Have Thorns - one shot, post first season, humor, #spite
An Unwinnable Bet - one shot, alternative universe, humor, #band au
The matter of exclusive privileges - two shot, post first season, humor, #love potion the third
Oh what tangled webs we weave - one shot, alternative universe, humor, first part of Spiderman Au, #spiderman au
Christmas Eve(L) - multichapter, alternative universe, fluff and angst, #fake dating xmas au
Works In Progress:
The One Time Poison Is Good For You - multichapter, post first season, fluff and angst, second part of The Love and Arcane, #poison
The Way To A Girl's Heart - multichapter, post first season, angst and fluff, #steak tartare
Like A Record - multichapter, post first season, angst, #time loop
Stubborn, singleminded and obsessive - multichapter, alternative universe, fluff and angst, #mundane au
when first we practice to deceive - multichapter, alternative universe, angst and fluff, second part of Spiderman Au, #spiderman au
GF Any% Speedrun - multichapter, post first season, humor and fluff, #therapy strat
Wild fics:
PR Liability Personified - multichapter, alternative universe, humor and angst, #celebrity au
Status: shelved, on the back burner, might or might not be picked up later, not worked on currently
A Marriage That's Unlike Her Parents' - themed one shot compilation, post first season, humor, #marriage shenanigans,
Status: half shelved, worked on whenever the mood strikes me, shrodinger's continuity as it is technically sequel to The Way To Girl's Heart but for it to be series I need to finish that one and write another fic in between them so, maybe don't read it if you don't want mild spoilers
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List is chronologically by last upload, and not by progress of next chapter being written (all WIPs are to a degree) or most probable to be updated next since that's unpredictable even to me unless I mention a possible deadline in a post, but if you really want one to be posted the soonest the anon asks are on, if you're nice about it maybe you'll manage to pressure me successfully I honestly idk if it will help or not so good luck
#og post#my writing#wenclair fanfic#wenclair#to be edited#attempt at sorting#why yes im procrastinating on writing#tag sorts
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Reincarnation AU master list:
IDEA:
Other aus
Basic idea
Inspiration for au
LINK TO ACTUAL STORY ON AO3
Chapter 2 !
ASKS:
THE ZHU FAMILY (WUKONG'S BROTHERS/MOM)
THE FATE OF THE BAD GUYS/ANTAGONISTS
DOES ANY ONE REMEMBER
FAVORITE CHARACTER/DYNAMIC ASK
MK W/ CHI
MAL-CHIN/CULT STUFF/HIT LIST
WUKONG'S REACTION TO HIS LIST OF CRIMES
MUSIC TASTES
SIDE EYES
MA BASED ASKS
WHO'S TALLER: WUKONG OR MACAQUE?
Does anyone in R. AU like to draw? Paint? Etc.
Very Specific asks about au masterlist:
Plot related asks masterlist
Is Gustav aware Macaque exists before Macaque knows about Gustav? If so, how's Gustav feel about him?
Do Rumble and Savage ever get stuck in trees?
Who's sappier: Shadowpeach edit.
What does Ma & Mac & Wukong do on a rainy day?
Red, MK, Ma, Wukong, and Mac's favorite flower?
MOODBOARD/PLAYLISTS:
WUKONG'S
MACAQUE'S
MA'S
TANG'S
SANDY'S
DBK'S
SLAY'S
CHARACTER STUFF:
THE CREED~
MA: BREAKDOWN PART 1 AND PART 2
MA PICREW
MA DRAWING
Ma drawing #2 by @mavratt
MA VOICE CLAIM
SANDY LORE
YELLOW ROBE DEMON TIDBITS
HUA: DRAWING 1, DRAWING 2, TIDBIT, ASK/Art
MEI DRAWING
MEI'S INSANE COUSIN
MISC:
A TO Z FUN FACTS
WUKONG'S SWORD!
WIZARD RULES
NETHERSTONE, CELESTIALITE, AND TITAN METAL
DEMON CLASSIFICATION
OC LIST
SLANG SHENANIGANS
DUO/TRIO/GROUP NAMES
DAYLIGHT LORE
Snipit bc I'm like that ig (ficlet)
Drawings from fic by the amazing @fellow-fandom-fruitifier
Another ficlet, goddamn lol
MEMES/RANDOM CRAP:
Memes: P. 1 P. 2 P. 3 P. 4 P. 5 P. 6 P. 7 P. 8 P. 9 P. 10 P. 11 P. 12 P. 13 P. 14 P. 15 P. 16 P. 17 P. 18 P. 19 P. 20 P. 21 P. 22 P. 23 P. 24 P. 25 P. 26 P. 27
Song things: P. 1 P. 2
Me worldbuilding live: P. 1 P. 2 P. 3
Reacting to canon lines: P. 1 P. 2 P. 3 P. 4 P. 5 P. 6 P. 7
EDITS!!
Mac & Slay edit
Consensus song edit
TAGS:
Reincarnation au
2nd chances au
me posting my worldbuilding live
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#Thank you to everyone who likes this au!#you are very helpful#um#don't be afraid to ask questions#and yeah!#hope you enjoy this au as much as i do#lmk#lego monkie kid#lmk au#masterlist#masterlist redone#tags to be added#to be edited#lmk sun wukong
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Clothing set: Speed of Light
#naruto online#naruto ol#azure fang#breeze dancer#crimson fist#midnight blade#scarlet blaze#artworks set#clothing#speed of light#full body#to be edited#hopefully
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#original post#queer community#lgbtq#lgbt friendly#system friendly#queer#pansexual#asexual#bisexual#to be edited#announcements and updates
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i am wildly curious about your space trickster au, the mutation is SO tasty to me. does dirk have the resistance to the mental effects that he does in canon? what happens to dave when jane gets him? man, if you were looking for your missing brother and found the wrecked remains of a robot clone he made of himself, would that be fucked up or what? that last question doesn't mean anything, i've just been thinking about it. awesome au
I have my own thoughts on whether Dirk is actually immune in the comic, but I'll say that for this AU he's just as manic but has more frequent bouts of calmness/lucidity. Not necessarily because he's 'smarter' or 'more depressed' or what have you, but because he evolved with the disease rather than fighting against it.
Dave is alive and well after encountering Jane, luckily John was there to help, but he has a few more feathers than he started with (the starting number being zero)
You know what else is fucked up? waking up after who knows how long and seeing a guy who's sorta your brother but not really because you're a robot and you never met him and his dog girl companion who is eerily similar to the guy you and your 'human' counterpart had a weird situationship with
#ask response#homestuck#to be edited#i wanna draw a little picture for this but i gotta figure it out first#trickster space au#space trickster au
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My Nevermore Fics Masterpost
I Can Hear Your Pounding Heartbeat, You Were Mine Right From the Start Possession Au, rated T, Lennabel Focus, Multichap (3/?)
We Tried to Run But We Didn't Get Far Monty & Will slander fic with revenge & redemption, rated E, Montresor, Will & Ada Focus, Multichap (2/?)
Oh How They Long For Dawn Songfic and Theoretical "How Lenore and Annabel died" Fic, rated T, Lennabel Focus, Oneshot
You Must Think Me Neurotic (Cowritten with @sapphic-mad-scientist) crack treated seriously, rated T, White Plague (Prospero x/& Annabel) Focus, Oneshot?
MORE TO BE ADDED
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masterlist of all my fics!
im notaleks on ao3. but here's all my fics in goddamned order (best to worst in my opinion)! also with so, so many links so you can get to the places :))
PROJECT HAIL MARY (16 fics)
The Elimination Project -- Rocky's POV of the trip to Tau Ceti (then his arrival back on Erid)
5 times people thought Grace and Stratt were "engaged in sexual congress" + 1 time they didn't! -- 5x fic, just what it sound slik e(but really 4x bc we saw one in the book
off-brand trolley problem -- the unseen meeting wherein The Scientists have to decide whether or not to kill grace
everybody's got a plan until you're punched in the face -- (by Sherbet42 and myself!) (AU wherein Yao & Ilyukhina survive) the hail mary crew argue over whether or not to go save rocky. someone gets punched
untitled stratt fic (or, stratt slaying) -- after grace has been kidnapped off to launch, stratt goes through some of grace's items
You shut your mouth, how can you say I go about things the wrong way? -- good ol ryland grace has a mental breakdown after having had published his paper on water & life (and getting fired)
Just The Two of Us: You and I -- one-shot collection of grace & rocky being The Best Duo
Eva Stratt, Praetor Maximus -- scientists and stratt being a little silly. really just self-indulgent because i wanted to write about the earth crew :)
a dream of water -- grace has a lil breakdown on erid 'cause he's lonely and sad and has scurvy
Get Back to Where You Once Belonged -- AU wherein grace was able to ge tback to earth. i wrote this a LONG time ago so it's not very good.
all-nighting -- grace works too much, for his lack of having a life. stratt, concerned for the safety of everyone on stratt's vat (and grace's, tbh), intervenes
it's hot and we rot in this oven... -- a day in the life of a worker on the sahara, assembling/laying down blackpanels
Rocky T. Cowboy (I AM SO SORRY) -- (deep breath...) rocky as a cowboy. i'm not sure either. it's crack, ok?
Whumptober day 7: Radio Silence -- After the launch of the Hail Mary, Stratt gets got and, while her imprisoner-state is being decided, a solo faction keeps her in a box
happy new years! -- a little baby new year's fic about grace, stratt, and dubois hanging out :)
settle down, class. -- abby et al's perspective of grace booking the hell out of class. written simply to get me out of a writing slump.
PETER CLINES' WORKS (2 fics)
Are We Even? (Paradox Bound fic) -- Harry and Eli thought that their journeying would be easy. fun, even. That is, until a man shows up, robs Harry, and threatens Eli. Then thee two travellers must come to a consensus in their argument -- however one-sided it may be.
bad things happen to the people you love (Koturoverse AKA Threshold Universe fic) -- post-terminus shits and giggles. also AU where aleks (not me, i'm on about aleksander koturovic) lives bc he's great and so silly
BODIES (NETFLIX SHOW) (1 fic)
haunted by longing -- Alfred is sooo gay but he has sooo much internalized homophobia but we love a good moral dilemma in this household
#project hail mary#phm#ao3#fanfic#fic masterlist#masterlist#to be edited#to be updated#aleks tries to be organized#and FAILS#aleks writes
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Hi, I'm Rae!
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STOP PUTTING MY BLORBO IN THE SOUP OR THE MICROWAVE OR YOUR POCKET OR IN A TEST TUBE OR IN AN ENCLOSURE OR IN THE BLENDER OR WHATEVER. HES MINE. STOP IT.
#will graham#steve harrington#hannibal lecter#poe dameron#these r my men.#i’m sure there’s more i can’t remember#to be edited#they’re all my husbands and boyfriends and besties and sons
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𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎
𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜!
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢. 𝙶𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜.
𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛:
⁂ 𝚂𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝙶𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜
⁂ 𝙰𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚜 𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜
⁂ 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚜
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Omg I'm having a super energized night, which I am afraid is scaring away people I love :D
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kink tier lists, BDSM test results, etc
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the following is an excerpt from the sticky notes rewrite, which is still in its first draft. this is easily some of my best writing, so I wanted to share it with you. as a treat :)
content warnings for implied and overt ableism, though it is fairly brief
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October, traveling south on I-81
The wind was whipping at his mother’s hair through the passenger window. Steve could feel it in his ears, warm and fast and unrelenting as the vehicle growled beneath his bare feet. It was autumn now, an unusually hot day, and he was twelve years old, and the year was 1979. In his head, he could see the individual numbers, the one of his pointing finger, the nine of his index and thumb tapping twice, the seven of his fourth finger following the same motion, and the nine again. It was easy this way, to pretend it was just a year, just a fraction of his life that he was withstanding.
Easy, and merciful, but ultimately dishonest to himself. It was 1979, which meant the beast of change had shown up to barrel through him. They were in New York not one hour ago, but soon enough, they’d be someplace new.
He wanted to hate it, the way he hated a lot of things that had happened in his short span of existence, but he couldn’t bring himself to. It wasn’t something he could judge as a good or a bad change, it was just…a change, really. The things he’d grown used to had ultimately not stood the test of time, because something about the last month had turned his mother into someone restless, and his father restless with her. The two of them stopped talking with their hands as much in conversations he was present for, and he sensed it long before they told him that they would be moving states.
He didn’t like the suddenness of it. But his mother, rock solid in much of her ways, had an underlying vigilance his whole life that couldn’t be quelled. He supposed now that this was just part of it.
A sign passed by his window that read in great, white letters the names of different cities. Scranton 20 was all he needed to read, dead center on the list, to know that his home state was out of sight now, passed by some time ago when he wasn’t paying attention. The thought stung — his chance to say goodbye had been snatched from him by the density of his own brain and everything passing through it. He felt like a black hole, not so much his mind destroying anything not related to moving states, but rather pressing them smaller until he forgot they existed.
He didn’t understand it. His mother adored the house they’d lived in for the past nine years, and told him often and at length about how much she loved it when his father had surprised her with the place. Once, she’d said to him, eyes alight in fond memory, the paint on the walls had been so bright it felt like stepping into a vacuum of color, rather than a colored room. If he thought back to his early childhood, to the ages of four and five and six, he swore he could snag glimpses of the same colors that captured his mother’s happiness in such visceral ways.
His mother, who painted on a smile and kept her head high for the drive across the country, but couldn’t meet his eyes when she spoke, fidgeted with the buckles on her purse, looked so frightened when she thought Steve wasn’t paying attention. Or maybe she did know he was — maybe it was just her looking for moments where she truly felt tethered enough to display what weighed most on her.
He pulled his school bag off of the floor of the car, unzipping the top and fishing out a notepad. His father had given him a new one each year since his sixth birthday, along with a new, shiny pen for writing with. At first, Steve had been puzzled by them, and a little bit bruised by it. The kids in his classes and at the park and at church never wanted to talk to him anyway, never wanted to face him when they did because they were afraid of what he sounded like.
He’d yelled at Ronan Harrington about it once on a Sunday afternoon, screaming what surely sounded like nonsense except in his head. Empty empty empty, he’d shrieked at him until his throat felt torn up by grains of sand.
His father, remarkable and extraordinarily calm even while Steve’s ire rained on him, let him do so, took the sting of his own son’s rebuke because he would never need paper and ink for others to talk to him and he would never experience the humiliation of people wrinkling their noses at how he sounded and he would never know fully what it felt like, to keep giving and giving and giving more of himself without getting anything back to fill the holes. His father let the tirade continue for an hour, until Steve could do nothing with the energy he’d siphoned out of himself except collapse to a tearful heap on the floor.
It will be filled, he’d said when Steve was calm enough to see his hands through his moist vision. You will meet people, and it will be filled.
The one he had in his hands now was hardly used, but enough by the few people he’d been acquainted with who got on with him that a few pages were sparsely covered. Looking over the four different fonts left his guts feeling like jelly, like his resolve could be felt waning bit by bit. The further away from the maybe-friends he’d made that he became, the less grounded he felt.
He scribbled where are we? in his scratchy, fresh-seventh-grader font, before tapping his mother on the shoulder. She turned and faced him, the underside of her eyes pink in a way that meant he should pretend not to notice. He offered her the notebook, along with a painted smile of his own, small enough that it didn’t feel fake. Taking the pen from his hand, she jotted down her answer, and he received it back in her loopy cursive. North Pennsylvania.
Having it in writing felt fiercely and wholly undoing of his first conclusion — this wasn’t just a change the way a change in and of itself was new and different and jarring. This was the awful kind, the kind that left him grieving for the months he could have had if they’d stayed. The same grief ping-ponged between himself and his mother in seconds, and he leaned over to kiss him on the head.
O-K? she asked him. She didn’t have to, because she could see the real answer in his face the way he could see it in hers.
O-K, he parrotted back to her. She couldn’t look him in the eye before turning back around, and the wind continued whipping in her hair as the outside world blurred beyond the car windows.
#steve harrington#steve harrington drabble#wip#fanfic wip#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things wip#sticky notes rewrite#to be edited#steddie fanfic#steddie
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A quick and dirty RP policy guide
Bold all that apply to you and your blog. Italics if you’re on the fence about something. Either reblog or repost. Feel free to add anything I may have missed in the appropriate category, or recategorize something that is in the wrong place!
My blog is ______
Open to all
Semi-selective
Selective
Moderately Selective
Highly selective
Exclusive
Only going to RP with mutuals
Mostly going to RP with mutuals
Indie
Affiliated with a group
Spoilers free
Spoilers tagged
Spoilers mostly tagged
I will RP with ______
Any fandom
Most fandoms
Only fandoms I know
Only people in my fandom
OCs
OCs with no fandom ties
OCs who are related to/know my character in their backstory
Only one version of any particular character (it happened and will happen again)
People who have the same muse as me
People who do not have a rules page
Multimuse blogs
People in RP groups
Indie RPers
When RPing, I like to use _______
Paragraphs
Shorter forms of text
*Action*
Icons
Gifs
Gif icons
Formatted text
Whatever my partner is using
My own style regardless of my partner’s reply
I will ship with _______
No one
Anyone
Chemistry
Select ships
OCs
Others of my own muse
Crossovers with characters from different fandoms
Only one version of a particular character
One person in my main verse
Multiship, all ships independent of each other & main ship
One main/canon ship within my main verse
My blog WILL contain ______ in it’s content
Fluff
Light fluff
Angst
Gore
Violence
Smut
Blood
Torture
Shipping
Death
Dark humor
Cheating
Assault
I will follow ______ back
Everyone
Only some people
Most people
Only people in my fandom
Every RP blog
Only people I actively wish to RP with
People who do not post a lot of OOC
People whose posts I am comfortable with on my dashboard
To RP with me, you should _______
Follow back
Answer an open
Message me OOC
Message me IC
Make a starter
Answer my starter
Send in a meme
Like a starter call
Other:
I practice reblog karma with memes
I expect reblog karma with memes
I expect my rules/about to be read
I always read the rules/about before following/interacting
If you follow me, I want my triggers tagged
I expect all smut to be beneath a read-more
I am multi-muse
I do not wish for my OOC posts to be reblogged
I do not wish for my threads to be reblogged by those not involved
I expect post length to be matched
I expect icons/gifs to be used in a reply if I have used them
I don’t expect post length to be matched, but I will try to match your own.
I am patient when waiting for replies and expect the same courtesy.
stolen from @witcheyedcrow (post here).
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