#if you’re referring to the fic I’m writing no it’s not angst LOL

[writerblue275]

(Best)FWB!Ezreal Headcanons (18+)

Inspiration: This was one of the of ideas that got me to start this account lol. I’m also in the process of writing a fic based on this idea and it would be so much easier to just reference this post in the header rather than explain everything in the prose.

Champion: Ezreal (like Pilty!Ezreal/Explorer!Ezreal)

Genre: Headcanon

Category: TINIEST amount of angst but primarily FLUFF and SMUT - I mean what were you expecting. We're talking about best friends with benefits here. Typically the benefits are of an adult nature. 18+ ONLY. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Length: This is a looooong one, friends. In my defense, I'm using this headcanon as world-building/background information for at least 1 future fic (It's quickly turning into multiple parts lmao).

Gender: Fem!Reader/reader who is fem presenting? Ahhhh even my non-binary ass doesn't know how to describe this...mention of dresses and stuff.

TW: Adult themes. Friends with benefits, reference to adult activities and kinks. For example: semi-public petting or Dom/sub dynamics. Slight mention of what (probably) happened to his parents and the emotional fallout of that. Mention of alcohol (always drink responsibly y’all). Swearing (as per usual).

Important context: I know game Ez’s age is a bit debated, though generally agreed on somewhere in early to early-mid-20s. For adult Ez in this, let’s say he’s like 23-24? Also Indiana Jones exists in this universe because DAMNIT I WANT TO CALL HIM INDIANA JONES AS A NICKNAME.

SFW

Your father is a history professor at the academy who knows/works with Ezreal’s uncle, Professor Lymere, and who often collaborated with Ez’s parents before they disappeared. Archeology and history go hand-in-hand, after all.

These collaborations led to you and Ezreal being together often as kids since you were around the same age, and a close friendship developed.

To the point of casual physical affection (hugs, hand holding, occasional cuddles) and silly nicknames for each other. He calls you princess, you call him…idiot mostly. (Jk…kinda.) You’ve called him Indiana Jones for forever since he was just as fascinated about archeology/artifacts as his parents.

You have called him an idiot many times though, especially when he’s been extremely rash and reckless.

At various points in your friendship, people have seen the two of you and assumed you had to be dating. It’s hysterical to both of you.

“Me dating Ezreal?! Nah, he’s just my best friend.”

“(Y/N)?? Absolutely not. We’re just best friends.”

You’re one of the few people who can humble Ezreal, a specialty of yours since early on in your friendship.

You: *In your father’s office studying while he teaches a lecture to one of his classes in a nearby lecture hall*

Ez: *Runs into the office, breathlessly laughing as he leans against the now closed door, holding a toupee*

You: *Eyebrows raise* Whatcha got there, Ez?

Ez: *grins* One of the campus warden’s toupees!

You: *Stares at him for a second and sighs* You’re a moron….*goes back to studying*

After his parents’ disappearance, you were understandably worried for Ezreal. You watched as your best friend struggled through the stages of grief, and even worse, stalled before he could get to the acceptance stage of what most likely happened.

You were always there to listen when he needed an ear. Even more importantly you tried to serve as a voice of reason once Ez started planning his own expedition to find the final resting place of Ne’Zuk.

You never said anything to completely dissuade him, because you wanted him to follow his heart and his dreams, but you couldn’t help but worry. With what likely happened to his parents, you were utterly terrified he wouldn’t come back, especially considering his stubbornness, his recklessness, and his age. Losing your best friend was a thought you just couldn’t stomach.

Only you knew about his plan to sneak onto a supply ship bound for Nashramae. You sent him off in the middle of the night with a giant hug and a “Be safe, Indiana Jones. You better come back alive…Write when you can…”

After a second he pulled back from the hug, gave you a signature Ez smirk, and said, “You know me well enough to know I’ll be fine, princess…”

Once he did set off, you had to convincingly act as though you didn’t know where he went. It was difficult, especially seeing how distraught his uncle was once he read Ez’s note, but your loyalty was to your friend.

It was torment waiting for any sort of news. Ez wasn’t exactly going to the most populated areas.

Thankfully, he did eventually return, excited to show off his new gauntlet, using it often to flash behind you and scare you.

“Ez, I swear if you keep scaring me, I cannot be held responsible for any damage to your stupid handsome face.”

*Smirk* “Handsome eh?”

“…Shut up…f-forget I said anything…the last thing you need is an inflated ego.”

But he didn’t forget.

Over the years as he gained notoriety and fame from his adventures, you were one of the few people who didn’t treat him any differently from how you had in the past.

As much as his ego craved the validation and fame, hoping they’d be enough to draw his parents back (god damn this man needs HELLA therapy), having someone who just treated him as Ezreal, not as the prodigal explorer, was really nice…

Once he was a little older, when he started getting invites to parties and banquets to talk about his adventures, you became his go-to date.

As he told you, “It’s just easier than dealing with the rabid fans. Also you’re good-looking, and I need someone with me that helps make me look good.”

That earned him a sarcastic eye roll and “Thanks, I guess?” from you.

With the fame and scale of his adventures, Ez collected a decent amount of wealth on top of what his family already had. As thanks for being his go-to plus-one, he’d always take care of the cost of your clothes and accessories for these events, sometimes even buying outfits for you himself; things that he thought would look good on you. He has shockingly good taste and understands your sense of style very well. (SUGAR DADDY FRIEND EZ, ANYONE?)

It was about a year and a half ago that things in your friendship changed. He’d been gone almost 3-months chasing a particularly legendary relic rumored to be surrounded by an incredible number of traps that were said to be impassable.

“Impassable” is Ez’s specialty, as you know.

Of course, his exuberant return made him a popular invite to all the parties. Everyone wanted to hear the tales of Piltover’s prodigal explorer.

You were just fucking relieved to have your best friend home, alive, and in one piece.

NSFW

It was after one of these fancy parties when things popped off. There’d been an open bar during the dancing portion of the evening. Both of you were tipsy. Both of you were giggly. Ez gave you a piggy back ride home since you decided to kick off your incredibly uncomfortable heels the second you stepped outside. (What a gentleman.)

Once you arrived at your apartment, you invited him to stay the night as he always did since it was so late. Of course he agreed, grabbing the extra set of comfy clothes he stashed there for such situations and going to change while you prepared the couch for your usual post-event chats, setting up, pillows, blankets, snacks, and water.

As he came out of the hallway to the living room where you were, you could feel his gaze glued to you as you bent down to prep some things*

You: *blushing a little and not looking up at him* “Yes?”

Ez: *smirks* I thought that dress would look incredible on you, and I was right….you look even sexier than usual…

You looked up at him with wide eyes, your cheeks DEFINITELY pinker as your mind took a second to register what he said* “You thought about how I’d look in this? W-wait…you think I’m sexy?”

He just grinned and shrugged his shoulders. “Of course I did and of course I do. I’ve told you before that you’re good looking. Do you remember when you accidentally blurted out that I was handsome? Do you still think I am?”

You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or your curiosity about the direction of this conversation that had you saying, “Yes I do. I’ve thought that for a long time. But, I don’t understand why that matters? You’re my best friend, Ezreal, and to be honest, dating you sounds like a nightmare. I already worry enough about you when you’re on your expeditions. Adding deeper feelings into that sounds like a one-way express ticket to driving myself insane.”

Ez chuckled, “Who said anything about dating or deeper feelings? Feelings are the last thing I need in my life (again THERAPY, MY GUY). But, the way I see it, I’m physically attracted to you, you’re physically attracted to me, neither of us want feelings involved beyond what our friendship is now….that sounds like an arrangement that is mutually beneficial…”

You straightened up and folded your arms together as you contemplate his words. “So like a…friends with benefits sort of thing?”

Ez grinned. “More like best friends with benefits, but yes. I have needs. I’m assuming based on the fact that you’re currently not seeing anyone either that you also have needs. We’ve helped each other out with problems many times….why not help each other with this one?”

Ok, but why was he making so much sense??

He was also right. You’d been going through a hell of a dry spell as of late. And hey, when it comes to people, you trust Ezreal more than anyone else. You’d also be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t find him extremely attractive. All of these reasons pinged around your mind until finally…

“Yes…ok…yes….tonight can serve as a test of sorts…but I’m not finalizing anything until tomorrow morning when both of us are stone cold sober. I have conditions, but they don’t apply at the moment. Got it?”

His response was an frantic nod and an eager “Got it,” as he stepped closer and reached for your waist to pull you to him.

Your response was to turn around and move your hair to the side. “Ah ah ah. First help me with my zipper…then show me what you can do, pretty boy…”

And BOY DID HE. Quite honestly he blew your mind (and your back out 😉). But we’ll get to that later on.

The important conversation happened the next morning after you two woke up tangled with each other.

Ez sat up and stretched, and you couldn’t help it as you sleepily reached over and gently ran your fingers along his abs.

He gave you a sleepy smirk and eyebrow raise before murmuring, “Already want another round, princess?”

This resulted in you pinching him before you also pulled yourself up, not even caring that he was baldly admiring you as you stretched. “I tentatively agree to this arrangement, Ez, but I want to talk about limits/conditions. Let’s talk as we get breakfast ready…”

Your conditions: 1. While this arrangement is in place, he’s not sleeping with anyone else and that includes on expeditions. You don’t want the chance for any sort of disease. 2. If either of you falls for another person, the arrangement needs to end (obviously you two would talk about it so the other knows what’s going on). 3. This can’t fuck up your friendship. Even if things physically end, your friendship needs to remain intact. You don’t want to lose your best friend. 4. No falling in love with each other.

Ez easily agreed to your terms and laid out his own: 1. He’ll see you when he gets home from expeditions and while he’s in Piltover. 2. If he’s not sleeping with anyone else, he hopes you won’t either. 3. He wants you to take care of yourself mentally (a bit ironic), physically, and emotionally, especially while he’s gone. (He won’t admit it, but when he’s on his explorations, he thinks/worries about you often and wonders if you’re doing alright.) 4. He wants to continue to buy you gifts and clothes, and he also wants to start including lingerie in said gifts if you tell him your sizes and style preferences.

The last one surprised you. “Lingerie? Why? That seems pretty intimate for fuck buddies. I certainly don’t expect such gifts from you.”

He was unfazed, instead just grinning and chuckling at the surprise on your face. “Believe it or not, it’s almost more for me than you. Undressing you will be like unwrapping my own present.”

Strangely enough you couldn’t find any fault with that logic.

You agreed to all his terms, and the two of you did a little hand shake to finalize things. A strangely small gesture to seal a massive change in your friendship.

(*Clears throat*) And now for the important part…

Definitely NSFW - AKA How is Ez as a FWB?

With an ego like his, you might think Ez is a selfish lover.

And you know what, maybe to start he is, but you shut that shit down IMMEDIATELY. Remember, you’re one of the only ones who can humble this man.

Once you make it clear that this arrangement will not be one-sided in pleasure if he wants it to continue, he makes sure to act RIGHT.

Like he really makes sure to blow your back out every single time (hell yeah go you).

A large part of his initial “selfishness” is hesitance. You two have known each other forever, but certainly not in this way. You telling him off? Honestly it reminds him that this is still you, his best friend, who he knows better than just about anyone. He is just learning about another side of you.

That is a confidence boost to him and banishes any insecurities he has.

(Unlike Heartsteel Ez who I see very primarily as a sub) Ez is a true switch maybe even leaning a little dom.

Whatever you need him to be, he can be.

Ezreal can be VERY PLAYFUL. Your normal friendship is filled with laughter and teasing, and your friendship in the bedroom is no different.

That doesn’t mean he can’t be serious though, he absolutely can be.

He’s the extremely teasing type, expertly working you up with just a couple touches in public or private and then making you wait.

For example, at those fancy dinners you go to with him? If anyone bothers to look under the tablecloth they'll see his hand on you, thumb tracing shapes into the fabric of your dress high up on your thigh, while he casually recounts the harrowing details of his adventures.

There you are, just sitting there trying to keep a straight face and not blush. He does it often enough you think you’d be used to it by now but NOPE.

You’re really glad no one expects you to tell any stories at those things because every time his hand creeps onto your thigh, your brain short circuits a little bit. Trying to tell a story or hold more than a passing conversation would be incredibly difficult.

And he KNOWS IT TOO. Once he’s not speaking, he always looks over at you and gives you a little smirk.

And if you do the same to him when he’s not telling stories? He will not stop leaning over and softly complaining in your ear.

You take great pleasure in whispering in his ear, “Can’t handle what you dish out? This is what you get, you teasing fuck.” (Or something similar lol.) Then you pass everything off as normal with a very quick, friendly, and casual kiss on the cheek which makes HIS brain short circuit a little bit.

Very touchy and LOUD in bed, especially when you’re on top. To the point you have had to cover his mouth with your hand and threaten to STOP riding him if he doesn’t get himself together and be quieter. He knows damn well how thin apartment walls in Piltover are.

Eventually you just gag him with something, because let’s be honest, it’s an empty threat. You definitely DON’T want to stop and he’s well aware of that.

When he’s on top though, Ez intentionally will do things that cause your sounds to get louder, making no attempts to quiet you. Instead he just smirks down at you and whispers in your ear, “Is that all you’ve got, princess? I know you can get louder than that…don’t hold back for me…”

Don’t be afraid to mark him. Feeling your nails dig into his shoulders/back or feeling you mark his collarbone with hickeys drives him absolutely wild.

Very very VERY good at dirty talk. His wit and sass translate extremely well to more intimate contexts. And when you dirty talk right back at him? He loves it when you’re just as playful as he is. His favorite is when you murmur something filthy in his ear and follow it up with a playful little nip somewhere.

Loves tying you up and loves being tied up, as well as using blindfolds.

Not the most attentive with aftercare, but hey, your arrangement isn’t romantic so you don’t mind. He at least stays the night/for breakfast and cuddles you which is honestly more than you thought he’d do.

It might be a bit inconsistent concerning WHEN you see Ezreal since who knows when he’ll come back from his expeditions, but whenever he is in Piltover, the two of you certainly have a good time. Besides, it’s good to know your best friend is home safe…at least until he sets off on another adventure.

Thank you for reading!! Omg I had so much fun with this one. And I’m already enjoying writing the associated fic. It was literally just supposed to be a one-shot and now there’s absolutely going to be multiple parts, so keep an eye out for that!

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[red-riding-wood]

Hi)

Saw that you’d like to write something angsty or maybe dark on Peaky Blinders🙂

Maybe Luca Changretta x reader where they slowly fall out of love with each other but meanwhile realize that they still will never leave because they’re so used to the way things are

(Also looking forward to your fic with Dmitri from The Grand Budapest☺️) 😘

Absinthe

Luca Changretta x F!Reader

Peaky Blinders

Warnings: sexual references, mention of kidnapping/violence, mention of domestic abuse, language, very vague allusion to suicide, lots of angst (this is not a happy story lol)

A.N. Thank you for the request!! I hope this is what you had in mind. I sort of wrote this on a whim at 5 am when I couldn't sleep and I ended up projecting a lot of my own shit onto both characters so I don't know if it'll be to your tastes 'cause I'm a bit iffy on this one myself. And thank you; I really hope to start writing Dmitri x Alice soon and am so excited for it!

WC: 1504

“You will not survive on your own, amore mio.”

You hesitated, your heart sinking into your gut as you feared his words to be true. A shiver danced wickedly across the bare of your flesh.

And then, tugging the Italian silk of your dress over your body, you stood, his hand falling from where it had sat cradled in your lap. The empty in your chest split a little wider; those fingers used to squeeze your hip and pull you back to bed as he’d beg you not to leave. Now, they seemed to possess no love, perhaps not even want.

You cast a glance to where they lay limp against the mattress, and dared to observe his sullen look, his clenched jaw, the way that eyes that used to be so bright with adoration now wouldn’t even look at you.

When was the last time he’d really looked at you?

It was probably when you were kids, just barely out of school, and the gloating smirk of the boy had fallen around his cigarette, and his green eyes had glittered like peridot, as you told him yes.

Yes, to marrying him. Yes, to loving him in sickness and in health. Yes, ‘til death did you part.

And this, this sickness of the heart, it had not released you from your oath. Instead, it killed you, slowly, snapped the threads of your soul one by one, seized one shard of your heart each time you looked at him.

The times that hurt the most were always when you looked him in the eye, because you saw your own need reflected in their decaying depths. It might’ve been easier if they were vacant, if they were as cold as his loveless touch and his bitter disposition.

“I may not,” you said. Silences weren’t uncommon between the two of you anymore; you never had anything to say that was joyful like you had in your youth. Breaking it felt like the air had simultaneously returned to your lungs while also being held captive, for you always couldn’t help but hope that he’d say something kind, but also didn’t know how long the silence would stretch afterward.

“But I’m hurting, Luca,” you said, your voice breaking now as a tear threatened to bead on your eyelash, and your chest tightened. “And this is the only way I can think of to be free of my pain. Other than…”

You swallowed a cruel lump in your throat. You didn’t wish to think about the alternative you had once considered.

Animated suddenly by a burst of raw yet barely caged violence, Luca tugged his robe sharply around his shoulders and fumbled for the box of matchsticks on the desk. He wedged one between the teeth he used to knead at it, his inhale deep. Both efforts to soothe a soul darkened by rot.

“I have to leave,” you said, but you had hardly made it more than a few feet to the door before his fingers had wrapped themselves vice-like around your wrist, yanking you back so that you nearly tripped over your heels. His wedding ring bit into the delicate flesh, chilling as it was painful.

And you had no choice but to look him in the eye.

“You’re not leaving,” he growled, his tone almost predatory but that gaze, green like absinthe, entrapping you in a sea of emotions, pleading to you in morose glimmers that peeked past umber stripes of rage.

As you fought your tears, you conceded to his grasp, knowing he could easily overpower you if he wanted. And you shook your head, your lip curling bitterly upwards at what you had to utter,

“I’ve changed. I’m not your wife anymore.”

“The papers state otherwise.”

“Is this really what you want?” Your lip trembled with your own fury now – a fury that stemmed from your agony because you had nothing tangible to blame it on. And you struggled against his grasp feebly. “Do you really want a wife who’s unhappy? A wife who goes to bed every night with a hole in her chest?”

Luca’s grip softened, and for a moment, you thought you saw hurt flash across his irises. He turned his head away and brought his fingers up to brush across the faint stubble of his jaw.

And when his grip released, your wrist had never felt so wretchedly cold, and when he slammed the door behind him, your chest had never felt so achingly empty.

---

He had been so close to hurting you that time. Really hurting you, like he did the men who crossed his family or offended his honour.

But he could never hurt you. At least, he told himself such things, because in some ways, when he looked at you – still a stranger to the scars of violence that riddled his own flesh – he could sometimes see a ghost of the girl who used to be his lover, who used to be the girl with the shy smile and the beguiled gaze.

His fingers travelled across his chest to his lips, as he uttered his final prayer. The incense of the chapel burned nearly as thick as the smoke of the cigarettes he used to worship. Before you had made him quit.

And what had he done for you? He had done everything. He had given you a marriage, when you had nothing to your name, had given you the finest silks and jewelry and had taken you on a perfect honeymoon to Italy where you had made love with his name chanting from your lips like a prayer. 

Luca twirled the toothpick in his teeth bitterly.

But in saving you, he had condemned himself. Even in the solace of this moment, he found himself craving your touch, however frigid it had grown. Found himself incomplete, numb.

He’d taken an interest in another broad recently – a maid, but beautiful, with a soft, heart-shaped face and gently curved hips that begged to be ruined.

But it sickened him to touch her.

Because she wasn’t you.

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With Luca away, you had had time to pack your belongings – just the ones that you needed. All purely practical, except for a letter, its ink bleeding at the edges of its handwriting, the love draining from the words he’d once written you when away on business.

Though you knew you’d regret taking it, it had felt wrong to leave something that used to make you smile with so much joy.

You waited for the train in the dead of night, the wind your only companion as it howled through the archways of the station. But it was not enough to quell the fear in your gut or ease the weight that pressed harder against your suffocated chest with each passing second.

You stifled a sigh as a sharp whistle split the distant, foggy air. And you once again fought back tears that welled in your eyes.

And then the winds shifted, and the cedar and ambrette notes of his cologne stirred something in your chest. You shivered as the warmth of his body settled behind you, long fingers running down the sleeves of your arms. The weight lifted only slightly on your chest, and oxygen returned to starved lungs.

“I told you you weren’t leaving, amore mio.”

You shut your eyes, swallowing against the knot in your throat.

And you thought, with this weight no longer sinking into aching ribs,

I’m not gonna make it on my own.

Your luggage was dropped to the concrete as the train came chugging along, rearing its head of iron and steel from the mists.

His fingers laced through your own, squeezing gently at them, tugging wickedly at a frayed thread of your soul, and you reciprocated, remembering a time when you had worshipped this very hand.

When you turned, his hot breath was exchanged with yours, and the full scent of him washed over your tired bones in a bittersweet familiarity.

And when he kissed you, an ember sparked in your gut that only he had ever been able to ignite, and the heat that pooled in your core was not a desire but a need.

Iron spiked your tongue as you pulled apart, some wrath that still brewed inside you having drawn blood from his lip while your hand cupped his cheek in an almost reverence.

Absinthe eyes sank intensely into yours, and though you knew from that gaze that he wanted you dead, he also needed you just as much as you needed him.

“You were right,” you breathed, your voice a mere whimper against the noise of the train. “I can’t survive on my own.”

Locks of his dusky hair teased your scalp, and his thumb traced the flesh behind your ear soothingly. And you had no idea that, had you boarded that train, his men would’ve been ordered to gag you and deliver you screaming back to him. And though as your foreheads pressed together and your tears spilled from shuttered eyes, it did not banish the pain from the hole that split wider in a chest that bled as slowly as the ink of the letter.

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[bubblesxo]

I love your fic!!! I fucking adore de-aged Bruce fics and Gotham!Bruce is such a fun way to go about it!! And oh, is there anything in particular you’re looking forward to writing with Bruce and everybody? Or anything you wanna share about the process? I’m super curious!!!

oh thank you so much!!! that means so much to me to hear <33 i'm really glad that you're enjoying the story! i agree, gotham!bruce is a really fun way to tackle the topic of bruce's youth.

i'm really excited to write more bonding between bruce and his kids, as well as some alfred and jim scenes coming up!! (of course, harvey will be making another appearance, don't worry! he's just basically in dix's position in gotham canon here---very knowledgeable, very seasoned, but a bit older at this point. he's happily retired with a wife, and is distinctly spending it away from gotham XD) this fic was made with family relationships in mind, so i'm excited for when bruce finally begins to trust them a bit and starts to care about them more. (as a sneak peak for the next chapter, i'll say now that damian makes an appearance very soon!)

speaking of alfred, i really need to lore drop about him more coming up.

anyway, one of my favorite things ever to include in the fic is bruce random lore-dropping. like, his family has NO IDEA about most of the stuff he casually says, it's just such good comedy fuel for me XD i need some comedy to offset the trauma that all of the characters have, after all!

i have some plot points coming up that i am so so so excited to write!!! more short-term, i have a character coming up that's been mentioned a few times in-fic already as a bit of foreshadowing. he's only in like one chapter atm but miiightt make an appearance later. *wink wink*

more middle-term, there's an arc coming up soon that is gonna be both angst and comedy gold. it includes a character who has been mentioned by name but not discussed haha. he's around for a while (meaning at least a few chapters as a very very prominent character and probably a few as more of a background character) and i know that people are probably gonna be super hype when i introduce him, especially from the time period i'm taking him from!!

finally, i have an important long-term plotline that's going to go on in the background for most of the fic. i was thinking about writing it in a bit more blatantly in about 4 chapters, but now looking at all of this written down, i think i'll shove that chapter into the next round and write something a bit more foreshadowy for now and less obvious. i don't wanna give the plot away too soon, after all! (if you try, you can probably guess the character i'm referring to here, though probably not his name...)

i'm thinking of doing a special babs chapter coming up to talk about her whole parentage thing in this ficverse, too! do you think that would be interesting to anyone? LOL

i also am going to start tying selina in more often in the future, which is going to be a ton of fun!! and looking back on all of this, i'm starting to worry about just *how long* this fic is going to be XD but hey, whatever! i'll go with my muse.

looking back on what i wrote, this seems to be suuuuper vague, and i'm sorry about that!! but mid-term and long-term ones are a bit of a surprise and a mystery, respectively, and i don't want to spoil the fun too much XD

thank you so much for the ask!! i love talking about things on here, especially my fic! feel free to send more asks if you ever feel like it<33 and of course thank you so much for reading and enjoying my fic !!<33

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[trobedgirldads]

Hey, I'm working on my Cooliver fic. Do you have a list of episodes that are best to rewatch to get their personalities and dynamics?

okay first of all i’m honored that you thought to ask me. second of all, i’m sorry i took forever to reply but i realized i didn’t have a list so i put one together lol

the otto motto (s1 e18) is the first time the idea of oliver being gay is mentioned

the walk (s1 e 20) is sooo important for cooper. first time we see his real personality instead of just his cool kid facade. also iirc this is the first appearance of “move on to your next point”

boo-who? (s2 e5) is pretty good for early oliver. it’s got his sass, some insecurities, a touch of scheming and ofc his iconic scream. cooper’s not in it tho.

blondetourage (s2 e11) is so iconic for them. the sneakers, the phone scheme. “i’m already riding bitch on your vespa.”

all coupled up (s2 e17) is their first big fight, so if you’re writing a fight/argument this is a good one. also some good cooper & katie moments.

it’s hard to say goodbye (s2 e19) is another one without cooper, but if you’re writing sad oliver this is such a good reference; he’s really well written and acted in this episode. the cgi tears take me out tho ��😭

here we go again (s3 e2) has them work through conflicts and like resolve a fight without intervention from katie/greg. i love them <3. absolutely banger episode for each of them individually, and them as a duo.

enemies: an otto story (s3 e4) has a good oliver scheme, and he gets cooper in on it. cooper talking about tagging along to boarding school with him makes me feel things.

trust me (s3 e5) is the absolutely iconic scooby-doo halloween costumes/making out practice episode that every cooliver writer has written about. i think it’s the first time cooper is seriously brought into the whole “oliver might be gay” bit, but i might be wrong about that (i know cooper’s mentioned the first time it’s ever brought up, but i think this is the first time he really seems like a piece of the puzzle)

body image (s3 e6) again, no cooper, but very good for insecure oliver

mo’ money, mo’ problems (s3 e13) is also so iconic in my brain. idk how genuinely important it is to either of their development, but it means a lot to me. i can’t remember who it was, but someone on here posted a really good analysis of cooper in this episode and how he’s lying to try to get oliver to not go to the party, which could be useful depending what you’re writing. also this is the first time cooper calls katie and greg mom and dad :(

insta-friends (s3 e16) is another big fight for them, and also some serious cooper daddy/mommy issues. this one isn’t super helpful for individual oliver, but it’s great for individual cooper and their dynamic when they’re mad at each other

field trippin’ (s3 e20) is a much sillier, fluffier episode than a lot of what i have on this list. silly lil scheme gone wrong. cooper’s really only in the first like half of this one tho

a mom’s parade (s3 e22) ok so hot take i don’t really like this episode that much… you can do you is very queer coded tho so it’s going on the list lol

girls’ night out (s4 e6) is just so awesome. oliver’s really sweet towards the end, and it’s bcuz of cooper. cooliver/triplor double date mention!!! tiny touch of cooper angst. greg implying that cooper holds a similar role in the family to trip. just all of it is so perfectly cooliver. this is one of their best episodes imo

hip to be square (s4 e9) is the i love you episode!!!!!!!!!!!! them fighting and then saying they love each other!!!!!!!!!!! so interesting for their dynamic!!!

a very english scandal (s4 e14) is the one where the whole school thinks oliver is gay. the one time cooper denies being oliver’s boyfriend. overall very gay episode.

all is fair in love and war reenactment (s4 e17) is a good one for them supporting each other, but not enabling each other’s shitty behavior. really good for their dynamic, and cooper’s got some good layers in this episode

senior prank (s4 e18) ohhhhh they’re such big brothers in this one i love it so much. if you wanna write them as parents this might be a decent reference. also, not cooliver related but franklin is just so iconic in this.

vacation! (s4 e19) i’ve said it before and ill say it again: this episode feels more like a cooliver fic than an actual episode. so good for both of them as individuals, their dynamic as a couple, and how cooper fits into the otto family as a whole.

prom (s4 e20) is another one that i think is good for oliver as an individual and their relationship as a pair. also big brother cooper crumbs!! (they’re very small but they’re there and they’re important to me 😌)

graduation (s5 e1) is ofc so good if you’re writing some angst. seeing how they deal with issues involving them that seem out of their control. also more cooper fitting into the family as a whole <3

psych (s5 e2) is really good for later-seasons oliver and his need for validation. also supportive bf cooper :)

coupling (s5 e3) is the episode i show ppl if i want to get them into the show bcuz it gives such a good overview of all of the characters and their relationships with each other. more cooliver fighting if you need references for that. the couple coding in this episode is so intense.

kids these days (s5 e5) is sooooo good for their dynamic bcuz it really shows how they support each other without enabling each other. i love cooper so much in this episode. “our family” <3

mother’s little helper (s5 e6) is pretty good. shows off that no matter how much they’ve grown, they’re still just dumb teenage boys.

encourage, discourage (s5 e8) is soooo good for cooper fitting into the family as a whole.

the heist (s5 e9) chef cooper origin!!!!! oliver being a supportive bf!!! i love them!!!

getting frank with the ottos (s5 e10) is a big turning point in their relationship. once again, supportive bf oliver!! they’re so cute.

the election (s5 e13) i feel like their dynamic is a little bit weird in this episode (oliver’s like weirdly chill abt once again being confronted w the idea of cooper moving, but ig it’s bcuz he has his own stuff going on) but it’s so good for sad cooper/daddy issues cooper. this is definitely a huge one for cooper angst references

okok so this is a really big list. obvs i don’t know what the plot of your fic is or when it’s set, so some of these might be much more helpful than others depending what you’re writing. these are just my suggestions of the ones that stand out as important for them as individuals and as a duo. hope this is helpful!!!! i’m excited to read your fic if/when you post it :)

#american housewife #cooliver #oliver otto #cooper bradford #character analysis #ship analysis #thanks for the ask! #hope this helps!! #:)

[sisterofficerlucychen]

1, 2, 8, 23, 30, 35, 42, 45, 49

1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

probably time, curious time that is specifically lighthearted and fluff

2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?

angst, fluff, idiots in love — lmao, yes. i think for the most part i’ll either write about angst or fluff or both. and the idiots in love well they were idiots in love for a hot sec there lol.

8. What song would make a great fic (to either write or read)?

the archer, taylor swift — so you actually put this idea in my head ♡ you answered a question a few weeks back about what song you associated with tim and it just fits so perfectly??? i can just picture each line being different points in his life from childhood, marriage falling apart, pushing everyone away, lucy breaking down those walls, etc. and his mind frame during these periods in time.   

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

an actual multi-chaptered story lmao. i’ve technically successfully finished one but it was a 5+1 so i don’t count it as a multi-chapter. i just want to write a story from start to finish because the idea are in my head, words are just hard to get out sometimes (most times) 😭 

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?   

smut!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my goodness this is a freaking art. i’ve dabbled~~ but i haven’t fully written out a smut scene because it’s so hard??? i literally have a wip that is the last chapter to a fic that i’m struggling to finish because i’ll write, read it over, and then second guess myself lol. it’s affected my approach to writing in being conscious of the balance that a spicy scene needs? like when i think of the ones that i enjoy reading the most, they’re ones where feelings and emotions support the technicality of the action written.  

35. What aspects of your writing are completely unlike your real life?

any that deal with engagement/marriage/kids. i haven’t experienced any of that yet so writing it sometimes is a bit out of my element because i don’t really have a frame of reference for it except what i’ve seen with others and what i hope for. 

42. Have you ever received a comment that particularly stood out to you for whatever reason?

i think any comment that has something quoted back and why it stood out to the person reading or how it made them feel is just ♡♡♡ part of what i’ve always loved about storytelling is seeing what resonates with others, it's always really cool to see.

45. What’s something you’ve improved on since you started writing fic?

dialogue. i’m looking back at what i’ve written and it wasn’t until the fourth fic i posted that i included a conversation between two characters haha. it’s still something that at times does feel challenging especially trying to capture different voices with the right cadence but i think i’ve gotten better at maintaining the pacing of a conversation and how it ties into the general flow of the fic. 

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

this will be for hold onto me 'cause i'm a little unsteady from lucy’s perspective with thinking about her own parental trauma and the fears that come from it

She hates how much of her life they’re missing out on because they can’t be proud of the daughter they have. Something she ultimately learned to accept upon finally having someone wholeheartedly believe in her. While every move and decision she makes is seen as a failure in their eyes, Tim sees the opposite; he taught her what it was to be believed in, provides the reassurance that she could never disappoint him, reminds her that she’s enough just by being who she is and how he loves her for it. 

#answered #queseraone #writing asks #ask game #thanks ♡

[geoblitzz]

Mini fic???

So I don’t have the time or energy to draw this idea rn because I’m very busy and already working on my lfls comic, so I thought I’d try to write it. My narrative writing is rusty so don’t flame me lol (update: I edited it a bit, just added some details and flourishes)

I really like the Rise Movie AU where future Leo gets through the time portal as well, and interacts with all his brothers again. (So much good angst opportunities!) In this AU, with the help of future Leo and Casey jr, they get the key back seal the Krang instead of Raph being kidnapped. This angsty scene(s?) idea came to me at 4:30 in the morning and I just had to get it down- this is maybe a few weeks post movie where future Leo has moved in with the Rise boys. (I refer to Future Leo as Leonardo, and young Leo as just Leo! Hope that makes it easier!)

I’m no fic writer 👀 but I hope y’all enjoy!

Leonardo ground his teeth. He usually could handle the jabs and the puns, but apparently not today. Of course, Leonardo couldn’t be happier about having this second chance. Where, in this new reality, if he closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of his alternate brothers run around the lair, it all seemed like a bad dream.

BUT. One thing was getting on his nerves, one thing he hadn’t quite anticipated: himself. Or, his younger self, that is. There was just something about his other self that rubbed him the wrong way.

He wondered if it was because his shorter, louder counterpart was a reminder of everything about himself he had to leave behind. His performative ego, his endless jokes, and the flamboyant flair he used to bring to every conversation- all of it haunting him like the ghost of who he used to be, a reminder that this family wasn’t his family… Or maybe, Leonardo really was more annoying as a kid than he remembered.

But today was already a bad day. He had intended to sleep in, to catch up on a fraction of the years of sleepless nights, but he instead had woken up to angry yelling and shouting. Leonardo nearly had a panic attack. It had all been fine, of course. The Krang were gone, and he knew that, and yet… The reason for the noise had been Mikey arguing with the others over his recent victory in another “all-night-video-game-ultra-mega-championship,” as they called it, and it had apparently been a very close win.

Leonardo had rushed in to see what was going on, weapons drawn, only to be greeted by 3 sleep deprived sore losers, and one very sore winner. “You’re just mad you don’t have my mad skills!” Mikey had taunted gleefully from a pile of cushions, “AND YOU NEVER WILL!!” he giggled, running past Leonardo to run to the kitchen. His other self and the younger Donnie followed swiftly behind, followed by “oh yeah?” and “we’ll see about that, Miguel!”

“You okay there, Leo?” Raph said, snapping him from his thoughts. Leonardo sighed, “Yes, sorry-Raph.” His voice caught on his brother’s name, the syllable catching in his throat. He hadn’t said it in a long time. “You sure? ‘Cause you may be old, but Istill know a sad Leo when I see one. Can’t pull one over on big brother Raph! …Or, I guess… little brother Raph?” He offered, giving a shy smile.” Leonardo let out a small laugh, and his heart twisted. Images of his past flashed through his mind as he remembered his own Raph, and how he too had been focused on others, even while he lay dying. He shook the thought away. “No, buddy. I’m fine, really. Just… getting used to seeing everyone.” The “again” left off of the statement hung heavy in the air, unspoken. “Okay, well, if you need anything, I’m here to talk. We all are.” Raph patted Leonardo’s robotic arm as he, too, moved to the kitchen for breakfast. Leonardo didn’t follow.

With an eventful morning behind him, Leonardo now stood in the training room, blowing off some steam. He had removed his bulky prosthetic, allowing his skin to breath as he went to work on a punching bag. (He also knew that his metallic enhancement packed quite the punch, so to speak, and didn’t want to break their things.) He continued to grind his teeth absent minded, and could hear a quiet purple thought berating him for it, about how there were no dentists, let alone ones mutant dentists, in the wasteland of New York. Other multi-colored jabs and laughs climbed his consciousness like bittersweet cobwebs that couldn’t be cleared. He ignored the thoughts best he could and struck harder. He kicked and punched with his good arm, and finally got a rhythm going when his focus was broken by an all too familiar voice.

“Working on the old 1-2, ey old me?” Leo said, bouncing on his feet and holding up his fists in a faux fight stance.

Leonardo paused. He hadn’t even heard Leo come in the room. Not now, he thought. Please not now.

“or should I say just the 1? Haa! Up top!”

His younger self held up a hand for a high five, but Leonardo just sighed and began to go at the bag again. Leo awkwardly tried to play it off, scooping his hand behind his head. “Sooo,” he began, “what’s been going on in that old nog of ours? Cause I kinda get the feeling somethings up, I mean, you never miss Mikey’s breakfast, but I’m not sure- You’d think I’d be pretty good at reading myself, but I guess I fall a little short,” he said, emphasizing their height difference with another wave of his hand in a mock salute gesture.

Leonardo’s rhythm was fully thrown off now, and sighed as he turned to face himself. “You sure talk with your hands alot,” he said, his one hand on his hip. “Well, sure!” the younger him replied, throwing on his trademark smirk, “guess you kinda don’t though, right?” Leonardo huffed, “look kid, I’m really not in the mood.” He brushed past Leo and stated towards the doorway.

“What, no time for some self love and, one could say, brotherly bonding?” Leo said, his tone full of fake hurt.

“Nope.” Leonardo said, not even turning to face him.

“Uh, aren’t you forgetting something?”

Leo turned and realized he had left his replacement appendage on the floor, though now it was haphazardly draped over his other self’s shoulders.

“Please don’t play with that-“ Leonardo began, but he was quickly cut off by his own voice-

“I have to say it is rather disarming to see you without it.”

Leonardo lunged for the arm, but he wasn’t fully used to swift movements without the extra weight, so the spryer Leo easily dodged.

“I got to hand it to you though, it’s a very cool arm.” Another dodge. “Bet it’s good for fighting, too. D’you get it from an arms dealer?” Leo hefted the arm like a bat, the elbow bending and creaking at a tense angle.

“Leo, careful-“ Leo laughed as he, again, dodged under Leonardo’s reaching hand.

“Can it shoot lasers or anything?” He mused, turning it over at an odd angle, and the joint made a painful sound as it jostled. A chill ran through Leonardo, as a phantom pain shoot through his stump, and the memory of impossibly sharp tentacles flooded his thoughts.

“THAT DOES IT-“ Leonardo roared, tackling his younger self, sending the arm clattering to the floor. He pressed Leo into the mat, able to pin him with just one hand. “I’ve had it up to HERE with your nonsense, Leo,” he spit, “I can take a good joke, believe me! I’m YOU, for crying out loud, but you DO. NOT. mess around with and joke about my arm. About everything I sacrificed, about what WE ALL sacrificed! About the last thing Don made for Raph, and the feeling of taking it back, and what I had to…to…” A droplet of wet fell onto his younger face. He was crying. The last time cried was…

He refocused his blurry eyes beneath him. His younger self lay shocked and speechless. He almost looked afraid. Leonardo pulled his arm away, releasing Leo and drawing into a seat on the floor, holding up his head with his hand. “…I’m sorry,” he managed, letting his eyes dry.

“I… no, don’t worry about it.” Leo said quietly, as he stood and gingerly picked up the large prosthetic. He walked it back to where his older self sat, and placed it by his side. “I didn’t realize it was… so important,” he continued, “I actually do think its really cool- but that seems kinda stupid now, huh.”

Leonardo sighed. “We’re both a little stupid, kid.” He said, jostling Leo’s head with his hand, “That’s something about us that doesn’t go away, trust me.” His younger self grinned, “oh darn, there goes my secret dream of overthrowing Donnie!” He said sarcastically, both of them unable to resist a joke even in the midst of an serious conversation.

“Well, some things never change, Lil Leo,” Leonardo said, as he re-attached his link to the past, readjusting its heavy weight. “Some things never change.” Leonardo stood and offered Leo a non-metal hand up. He took it.

“They sure don’t!” Leo smiled, “You hungry? Cause Mikey made way too much mac and cheese again.” Leonardo chuckled, “Of course he did.” A genuine, relaxed smile spread across Leonardo’s face for the first time in since they closed the portal door.

“Of course he did.”

End

It’s a LOT longer than I meant it to be and idk I think the pacing is a bit off, but I wrote and edited it in 3 hours as the sun rose so I can live with that. Let me know your thoughts!!

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #angst #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt movie #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt raph #rise movie AU #future leo #geos writing

[natandwandaseries]

Sorry if it’s a little early, I’m currently on the other side of the planet and have no clue about the time differences.

1. 📚Favorite part of the series?

Post Nat returning from Vormir and realising how important she is.

2. 📅What year did you start reading the series?

I think 2021.

3. 👩‍👩‍👧Favorite character?

Nat forever and always

4. 💯Favorite line?

Don’t think I can pick just one

5. 💃🏽Favorite secondary character?

Laura.

6. 🎬Best scene?

Natasha’s inner monologue when she knows where Wanda is but is struggling post paint factory explosion

7. 🔪Favorite Yelena moment/line?

Her taking over the cleanup post thanos.

8. 📖Favorite Natasha moment/line?

Whenever she tried to right any of her wrong doings whether they were intentional or not.

9. 🪄Favorite Wanda moment/line?

When she is with Peter and their friends acting her own age

10. 🖼️Most underrated scene?

The red room takedown

11. 😭Time the series made you cry

Nat trying to process Bruce’s death

12. 😂Time the series made you laugh

Slip n slide

13.📓Favorite literary reference

I’m afraid to say I’m not sure

14. ⛰️Favorite cliffhanger

Bucky wiping Nat, like I had no idea what he had done to her

15. 💻Scene that made you want to throw your phone/laptop

Honestly… Wanda’s recent reluctance to talk to Nat

16. 🎢Favorite plot/arc

I’m weird and love angst so it may be psychotic for me to say when Wanda found Natasha unconscious in the bathroom & her recovery from that

17. 👯‍♀️Best unexpected duo

Yelena and Tony

18. 🩰Biggest plot twist

Yelena still being alive

19. 🍞Best breadcrumb/foreshadowing

Again I’m struggling to narrow it down without rereading the entire series again

20.❤️Most heartwarming moment

Nat meeting baby cooper

21. 💕 Moment where you think Nat and Wanda became mother and daughter

Is it a cop out to say after their first real conversation

22. ⌛️ Reader’s choice

Don’t know what to say besides Thankyou for your writing as this is my favourite series to read and reread. It was always a struggle to find Natasha centred fics, let alone good, well written ones, so I couldn’t be more grateful! I look forward to every update so I hope you’re able to continue until there’s nowhere else for the story to go.

Thank you for answering every question! I had so much fun reading all of your answers!!

When it Nat learns that she really did save everyone, it was such a big moment for her. She finally had deliverance from her past and decided that she was no longer being a hero to wipe the red from her ledger, but because she wants to. Nat and Laura's relationship has been great to see grow, and how she has stepped into an aunt-like role for Wanda

I spent days researching what it is like being catatonic, and am so glad you enjoyed that scene! It is such a moment of growth for Yelena when she stayed behind to cleanup, we see her stepping into her role on the team not for her sister but for herself. i enjoy the Red Room takedown scene as well, we see just how much power Madame B has exerted over Nat, and how she can overcome it. Bruce's death scene reminds me a lot of the scene where Tony and Pepper give Nat her Spyder, it shows a vulnerable side to Tony. That slip'n'slide is so much fun in real life. I had been building up to Bucky wiping Nat for over a year, I was so excited to finally share it! I want to yell at Wanda while I'm writing so I feel your frustration

I'm working on a mini(ish) fic from Steve's POV (it was supposed to be for the four year anniversary, but life and new chapters got in the way), but I hope to share more of Nat's recovery after Wanda pulled her out from being unconscious Yelena being alive is my favorite plot twist I have written as well, which is part of the reason I picked the ballet slippers as the symbol for this question

Nat meeting baby Cooper melts my heart every time I read it! And not a cop out lol! I believe their first conversation was Nat admitting her past in the food court at the mall

Thank you so much for your replies!! I will continue to post for a while, there is a lot more story to tell for both of our girls! Happy Four Year Anniversary to the Nat and Wanda Series!

#reverse q&a friday #four years of the nat and wanda series

[myfairkatiecat]

10, 11, 12, 14, 19, & 40 for the Ask Game!!!! Pick and choose whichever one(s) you'd like, I just got super excited and had to talk myself down from asking all of them :)

I hope you are having a lovely day!! And don't forget to drink some water, please <3

Thank you for the reminder to hydrate as always!

Alright, here we go:

10. Cltr+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence paragraph that comes up.

Lol I did this and I don’t think this is what was supposed to come up lol. This is from my theater kid Nathaniel Benedict AU:

“This used to be endearing. But now, at the MENTION of a new musical, you’re out the door in the blink of an eye!”

“Multiple blinks, actually, I don’t have superspeed Nicholas.”

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

Alright then:

@nobody33333333 yes this is one of my favorite fics right now and ALWAYS, it’s just too amazing!!

I just stumbled across this while looking through some tags and like—it’s gold?? From like three years ago? I never knew I needed parks and rec references in a tolkein fanfic but here we are. It’s basically Pippin being rich and also he’s never had a real job in his life—

@mvshortcut I’m STILL screaming over this

Of course there are way more fics that I love right now but these are probably my top three atm!

12. how does receiving or not receiving feedback/ support impact you?

Feedback and support is honestly a big part of my motivation. If I love what I’m writing but I’m the only one who loves it, it definitely takes me longer to write then when everyone I know on tumblr and ao3 is sending lovely comments and encouraging my writing. Sophie, your comments ESPECIALLY are top tier motivators!!

14. how do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel? Do you draw from personal experiences?

I read enough source material and fanfic to seriously immerse me in their emotions, and if I have a sudden epiphany like *guys they’d be feeling that emotion* I post about it vaguely, consume every tag any of my lovely mutuals leave on it, let that feed the writing juices, then just sit in the angst and let the words come to me. I can find the words pretty well once I’ve obsessed over their feelings long enough!!

19. What’s the most used tag on your AO3?

Humor, apparently, which I didn’t realize but actually makes sense. Lighthearted silly fanfic is my specialty! Let’s call humor my major and intense angst my minor ;)

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

I would honestly go insane if anybody made fanart of my Star Wars time travel fic “Rebel Pilot” with just all of the different time traveled people from across the different time periods just standing in the same room looking confused. Also, if anybody made fanart of my fanfic with the Benedict twins hugging—I don’t care which angsty Benedict twin fanfic, just one of the scenes where they hug while both being visibly in tears—I literally would be so happy I’d scream. I’m not really an artist, though I do apparently go through kicks where my mind decides we’re drawing, so someone else putting visuals to a scene I love would be a dream come true!

Thanks for the ask Sophie—this was lots of fun!

#ask game #the mysterious benedict society #tmbs #theater kid nathaniel benedict #lotr #pippin took #parks and rec #star wars #tmbs theater kid au

[kittykattropicanna]

Kitty's Blog Basic Housekeeping

Fic requests guidelines, boundaries and my rules for minors.

Hi everyone! Welcome! Thank you so much for taking the time to read through my blog housekeeping :3

Characters I Write For

Captain John Price 

Simon “Ghost” Riley 

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick 

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish 

Fic Request Rules 

- Please feel free to send in requests for any of the above characters! 

- I write NSFW fics, I’m completely open to fluff or angst request but keep in mind at the very least there will be suggestive themes. 

- I would love to hear your thoughts on my different AU’s!, feel free to send through your ideas and add to the storyline. I would love your input :)

- Sending through your own AU’s is amazing as well. I would love to elaborate on your ideas :3

- Sending asks with porn links are completely welcome! as long as the videos don’t cross any of my boundaries, go crazy! Send as many as you like!

- If your regularly in my asks and aren’t comfortable going off anon, feel free to add an emoji at the end of your ask, even if I don’t know which follower is behind the anon wall, I would love you to be able to take credit for your ideas and to be recognisable in our little community :3

- If you send an ask that crosses any boundaries, I understand that sometimes people forget or don’t read blog housekeeping posts, that’s okay. I’ll simply refer you back here, i’m pretty lenient and understanding, but if it continues to happen after being warned multiple times then I will have to block you. If you are crossing these boundaries and think you can escape because you behind the anon wall, I will block your IP address and remove you that way. In all honesty, I don’t think we’ll have a problem with this though lol, I just wanted to put it in writing so if anything does happen, its stated clearly :3

Fic Request Boundaries 

Topics I will NOT WRITE 

- Scat/Piss kink/vomit play 

- Age Play

- Pedophillia of any kind 

- Race play 

- Gore

Under no circumstances will I write anything above. I will continue to add to this list as I think of other topics that make me uneasy. 

Basic Blog Boundaries  

- The largest age gap I’m comfortable writing is 10 years, in these age gap fics the readers age will be insinuated to be 25+

- Please refrain from using the word “cunny”when referring to female anatomy. It stems from pedophillia and I am not comfortable writing it or seeing it in my asks. Its thrown around a lot in the fandom, but I’m really not cool with it. Words like “pussy” or “cunt” are okay though :)

- If you follow me and your age is not in your bio I will block you immediately. This warning will be at the end of all my fics and is in my bio. If I block you, you will not be unblocked. If your and adult  and don’t have your age in your bio, you will be blocked. Under no circumstances will I unblock you. Please understand its nothing against you as a person, I’m just trying to keep minors safe and keep myself comfortable. 

- I would love to make friends in the fandom/be added to group chats, ect. Feel free to message me privately if you like my work/want to chat. In saying this, if your age isn’t in your bio, I will not respond and you will be blocked. I am 19, idc if your 17 turning 18. I am not comfortable talking to minors or interacting in any way. Please understand that its not you as a person, I’m sure you’re lovely but its just not appropriate and makes me feel extremely uncomfortable. 

- If you don’t like my fics, just block me. Coming onto my page and being vindictive and mean because what I write isn’t your cup of tea is stupid. I put appropriate trigger warnings before all my fics, there’s just no need for it. Any hate will be blocked. Directly attacking my writing because you don’t like the content is also an attack on my followers and what they like to read. Its not on. The block button was made for a reason, use it. 

I hope everyone can understand :) I will add to this list regularly so make sure to check back in every once and a while for boundary updates. 

Minors 

My blog does not welcome minors in any way, shape or form. KittyKatTropicanna is a NSFW blog. I am 19 years old, the idea of people reading my smut that are under the age of 18 makes me physically sick. 

If you come across my blog and are under the age of 18 DO NOT INTERACT. 

I plaster MDNI all over my fics and blog, I just ask you to please respect my wishes. I know you think you know it all and I understand you think you’re “mature for your age” but it doesn’t matter. Its not about you, its about me. By interacting you’re making ME uncomfortable, you’re ruining MY day. 

I don’t write for you, this isn’t for you, you are not welcome here. 

You have every right to explore your sexuality and what not but my blog isn’t the place to do that. 

If you follow me with no age in your bio or an age under 18, you will be blocked

If you want to be a smart arse and come into my anons saying you’re underage and are reading my fics. I will block your IP address. Its very easy to get and can be done. Look it up.

I take this very seriously. Know your place and stay in it. 

I’m not trying to be rude but I feel like a lot of new fans that have come from TikTok and Britney Broski’s podcast have never been in a fandom before, hence they don’t know fandom etiquette. Not interacting as a minor when a blog owners clearly states you’re not welcome is the least you can do. 

If you want to be welcomed into this space, play by the rules and respect the writers.  

Thank you!

Anyway, if you made it this far, thank you so much! I’m so happy you stumbled across my blog :3

Here’s a link to my masterlist! 

Enjoy :3

Bow divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more - Cat divider sourced by @positively-mine from Pinterest - Pink line divider by @eloquentreverie

[reno2005]

Hey Welcome to My Blog!

[Profile pic commissioned from mangoscribble ]

Obviously a huge Leon fan. I want this blog to represent that but also be a nice peaceful/calm place I can come to and enjoy whenever I want to see Leon content. The following is some things I’d like people to know:

This is a side blog so i can’t follow back, I apologize if you never see a follow back from this blog. If i reply it will be with this blog of course but sometimes I might mistakenly reply with my main. My Main: @openworldexplorations My “whatever I like” side blog: @magikarpthegreat

Not the biggest fan(read as: at all) of 6 and most of the movies lorewise. If you like it that’s fine, I’m not here to argue or fight anyone, I just don’t personally like them so you won’t see any reference to those here. I do however like some of his looks in said things so I don’t mind some fanart/etc of those. [That being said, expect mainly RE2 & RE4 99% of the time]

I love fanart and I’d love to share the cool fanart I see with others so you’ll see a lot here. This includes screenshots and all kinds of stuff.

I love gifs and I make some here and there. If a gif post is mine you’ll see “my own gifs” in the tags. My main focus when I make gifs is “do I want to see this moment on repeat?”. Other people’s much more awesome gifs will be tagged under “others gifs”.

Here is my archive if you need to find anything specific.

I used to write fics for other things I was super into back in the day. I stopped liking said thing and haven’t written in a while so I’m very rusty but I love this blondie/sometimes brunette a lot so I’m gonna give it another go. Some things to note about my fic goals:

I want to write reader fics.

I want to write a lot of happier moments. I’ve had many rough years in my life and this guy was a big help/comfort, I’d like that to reflect in my writing. With that in mind, you won’t see much angst or sadness here at all. Basically I want to imagine happy/comforting/silly/cool moments with Leon.

My fics are always short. I just prefer writing short stories or blurbs.(I’m also a little impatient and like to get to the good stuff) my fics will be tagged under “reno2005fics”.

There will also be nsfw fics occasionally(I mean c’mon). I will tag these of course. If a fic is nsfw it will be either gender neutral or male reader.(sfw fics will usually be GN)

Finally, if you’re curious(and bothered to read this far. I’m sorry this is long lol) Reno is a song by my favorite band Red Vox and I imagine Leon would like the band a lot.

#reno2005

[yorshie]

A wtiting ask from one of my favorite tmnt writers! Hmmm, so many good questions.

6?

Question: What is your writing process? Describe it.

Oh sweet pineapples. My writing process? Bold of you to assume it’s a process Nonnie lol

I get a lot of my ideas when I can’t sleep, or when I’m feeling lonely, or when I’m listening to music. And since I’m the type of person that likes to wallow in the lonely, I live by the motto ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead’, and I’m literally listening to music all the time, the ideas tend to pile up. Whether or not they get used depends on how often I return to the idea and what mood I’m in. 

Most of these ideas are malleable, and they get twisted around a lot instead of used immediately. I know that’s a poor way of explaining, so I’ll include an example on how an idea might go through the wringer:

I stumbled over a writing prompt list on Pinterest last month, and wrote down the following tidbit: (listen to me. You’re trapped. They’re going to take you.) 

Now, shivers, immediate shivers. And then we add the little notes I’d written under the prompt, (two separate notes, meaning I came back to the prompt twice), you can tell I was in a different mindset each time.

The first note is embarrassingly disjointed, but it was: Bay Blue/Reader. Mission gone wrong, open end. Bay Blue is Bayverse Leo, judging by mission gone wrong I can safely assume this was not a happy fic envision, and open end means I thought the ending should remain open, or basically leave it up in the air whether Leo would save reader.

The second note is more explanatory, and I know I was listening to my playlist Orange Creamsicle (its happy go lucky songs like Owl City, CRO, and OneRepublic) because the note began with that, but it went: Orange Creamsicle, DonDon, capture the flag, reader on team with D and R, hides in a tunnel and gets found, looses game. Immediately I know this was a happier version, likely almost comical of Donnie telling reader the other team of brothers had found their hiding spot. Probably will end up going this route when I eventually write it.

Sometimes its notes like above, sometimes it's simple blurbs of text, and sometimes it's just a few names and a song title, but once I warm up to an idea, it goes to my sister, who is the one that tells me yes or no. You guys have no idea how many times she’s gone: “No. Red. No. You can’t write that, that’s evil. You’ll make people cry, and then you’ll feel awful.” Apparently she’s saved everybody from the ‘angst train’ a number of times, as she likes to call it. For reference she likes the second version of the 1st idea, in fact when I mentioned the first one she straight up put her head in her hands and just said “noooooooo”. She’ll also egg me on if she thinks I need it, though, hype me up, problem solves with me so everything flows right. 

And then I write the outline, if the story is long enough to need one. I don’t do chapter by chapter summaries, but I do make sure to plot out things that HAVE to happen, and observations to keep in mind while I’m writing. The most important thing to me is that my stories feel like real people, how one might react in a real situation, and they behave in a way that consistent with how I’m handling the characterization. 

Then I write out everything out once, either the whole fic or the chapter, open another document, and copy write it again, but the second time paying more attention to word choices and descriptors. The second time goes quicker, but it also lengthens the document since I tend to meander and add in unneeded details.

#ask game #writing ask game #ask away! #ask me about my dum dum writing

[onthevirgeofdestruction]

i am here to pop in and say that your slopes playlist is pretty much the main playlist i listen to at this point. it’s fucking phenomenal holy shit

Thank you so much! I know that the music stuff (or the other side content) isn’t everybody’s cup of tea, but I put a lot of time into making those anyway, and I’m really passionate about making them fit will and flow! It means a lot to me that you liked it so much that you listen to it that much!

Slopes is very different thematically from the other stuff we write, and the playlist stands out because of that. It also stands out on its own for the vibes it takes: You don’t find many playlists exactly like this out in the wild. The Slopes playlist also follows a bit of story progression along with the flow, which is always tricky, but it’s so worth it to me. There were some songs in there that were very hard to fit in vibes wise, so it took a lot of finagling to make them feel natural! Now a version of the final chapter has been outlined I might add a few at the end, but as it is, it’s just really feels close to perfect!

Our playlists are writing resources for the most part, but every time someone listens to it or favourites one of them, I always get excited. They take hours to make and weeks to nail down perfectly, and I love it when people enjoy them even a fraction as much as I do! (And just so it’s clear to any wonderful people reading this who aren’t into music: It’s perfectly okay that you don’t listen to things or aren’t interested! I am not hurt in the slightest and respect your wants and needs!)

If you like depression Jams (the whole damn Slopes playlist sure is lol), then there may be a few songs on this playlist as well that you might want to hijack. Also, this one if you like rock and are just marinating in suicidal ideation, it’s probably for you.

I don’t keep private playlists, which means that if you really like music you can technically get spoilers for unreleased stuff if you pay close attention to the playlists (though stuff that’s unreleased aren’t done playlists either). Though it also means that if you pay close enough attention, there are spoilers on the playlists of released stuff too. The Dreaming Playlist is especially rife with spoilers. All Playlists are Fics up until Lööp, but some fictives from said fics also have their own playlists beyond that, and they could also be spoiling all the shit in there if you listen hard enough, too, I’m not sure. Lemme know in the replies if people want the fic playlists also on YouTube because if there was actually a demand I would take the time to do so. And if you’re just going “There are Playlists???” Then I am once again begging you to check the notes on the fics lmao

Anyway I Really love music sorry for the rant, for anyone who hasn’t heard it and are curious, here’s the Slopes Playlist! Content warning: There is so much references to drugs, alcohol, addiction, depression, illness, death, and so on in here! Like Wow! If you were in a good mood, you probably will not be by the time you get to the last song! Unless you’re an angst demon! If you are, you’ll probably be purring by the end, then.

#anonymous #slopes #ayri writes #playlists #music #voidfam probably that's a whole ass depression right there and you're valid and cared for anon #you know what's extra depressing? #degare #the virgil fictive from this fic #the last song is his fave song from here #like holy shit degare #mine's the killing kind #it's a really good stim #but i honestly love all of these songs #it's really rare that I get to include a bunch of oldies but goodies on a playlist #music go brrrrrr #I have a problem with accidentally stealing and taking over other sysmates playlists so I try not to go in them too much #but i do add songs i think they'll like from time to time still #you can tell playlists i control because they've been set up for optimal flow lmao #i'm fucking feral for music fam #the angst demon listens to this playlist and questionable vibes that make you say same for the most part probably for a snack #the whole system is obviously on this spotify #so there's a lot going on lol

[syneilesis]

[fic] as one spring piles upon another

as one spring piles upon another

Shinsengumi Wasurenagusa | Okita Souji x MC!Reader | T | 859 words ao3 link

Okita Souji, and the letter that he will never answer.

A/N: I've always wanted to write for an obscure fandom, and here I am! If you're unfamiliar with Shinsengumi Wasurenagusa, basically it's a drama cd (or situation cd) series by Rejet revolving around Shinsengumi members. Each volume focuses on one character, whose story is intertwined with the main character -- you, the listener. It's a romance filled with angst and pain (Hiyokuroku, while lighter, does not escape the angst lol) and gets a little spicy at some points. Here is the TV Tropes page for the series.

This ficlet is set in Kekkonroku timeline, during Okita's health break. I mimicked the narrative format in that the character is talking to the MC, so it's a 1st person POV. Here is a fan translation of the volume for your reference. As for the audio itself ... YouTube took down Rejet's uploads, which is a shame. I think you can find bits and pieces in Soundcloud, but Hiyokuroku is the complete upload there.

CW: mentions of desire for death and allusion to non-con.

Dear Okita-san,

I hope you are better now than the last time I sent you a letter. I want to visit you but you never replied to any of my letters, so I thought you don’t want me to. That’s all right. Just thinking that you’re reading this letter is enough for me. Your health is the most important, after all.

Spring is ending soon, and the verdant leaves of summer are upon us. Weeks before, I watched the petals of the cherry blossom tree near the headquarters fall like a spiral dance, and it made me think of you. Do you still remember that night when we went to the festival, when we watched the fireworks together? You said that you wanted to become a strong and brilliant flower that keeps on blooming, but like fireworks yours may be fleeting, scattering in an instant. Cherry blossoms bloom and fall, quick and fleeting, but, Okita-san, you must remember that they bloom again the next spring. They bloom and fall, bloom and fall, again and again. And when you look at it that way, it seems as if they live continuously, don’t they?

I have faith that you’ll recover completely, Okita-san. You’ll return to Shinsengumi and to Kondo-san and Hijikata-san, like you’ve wanted. And by the time you come back, I’d have already mastered folding paper cranes and goldfishes!

So, please, take care. We’re all waiting for you.

Yours always,

Summer has arrived, and the mountains here are covered in vivid green. It is quiet, peaceful. The air is fresh, which is good for my body. The caretakers of this place are kind, and aside from them I rarely see other people. But that is fine.

I am well enough, considering. There are days when I feel like I can take up the sword again, but then there are days when I cannot even get up from my futon. During those days, my body is too exhausted from all the coughing and the blood. There are times when I wished it would all just end. What would be the point? I’m no longer useful to Kondo-san and Hijikata-san, to Shinsengumi. I failed as a captain. I failed them all.

I failed you.

But you wouldn’t stop hoping, would you? You keep sending me these letters that I have no plan on answering. You tell me things – inane, silly things that I wonder if you’re doing it to annoy me. You’ve annoyed me so many times throughout the years, and even now that we’re separated by so much distance, you still manage to find some way.

Yes, I remember the festival and the fireworks. I remember a lot more than that, you know. 

I remember the sweet taste of mizuame on your skin. I remember the glow of festival lights against your ruddy cheeks, your half-lidded eyes watching me as I licked your fingers, chasing the thick sweetness that dripped down your slender arm. I remember our kiss that night, you were so pliant and good to me, like my own little flower bud unfurling only for me. You were so embarrassed, but I know you were happy.

I did remember what I said – that I want to become a flower that always blooms. But I know now that it will never happen. Even if you tell me that cherry blossoms bloom and fall repeatedly over the course of their lives, it doesn’t change the fact that they fall. They bloom. And they fall.

It’s all right, though. Here, where it’s quiet, it feels as though everything is so far away, and nothing can touch me. In the back of my mind, I know that’s not true.

I still try. The hot springs here take away the pain in my body; it gives me relief. Even if I am still racked by severe coughs, eventually I’ll be healed … right?

During nights when the moon is visible, I sit on the veranda and watch. The moon is beautiful, and I imagine you at my side. Your face illuminated by moonlight. Your smile pretty as fireflies. I want to catch it with my hands. I can still feel the weight of your sighs when I laid with you that particular night, my remorse so unbearable that I decided, then, that I at least want to make you happy. That way, the wounds I left you that night would be bearable in your memory.

I don’t know if – when – I’d return. On easier days I wonder about you, if your cleaning skills have vastly improved. Do you still cry a lot? How many paper cranes and goldfishes have you folded? Are you still easily embarrassed by physical affection? Will you stay the same as I’ve known you? You write me letters, but there may come a time when you’ll stop.

Will you still love me, even after many seasons have passed?

My only wish is that I live long enough to return, even if just to get a glimpse of you. It won’t matter if I succumbed to my illness right after. It will be enough for me.

It will be enough for me.

‘The cherry blossoms Have already faded away,’ Simply that Cannot contain my grief, As one spring piles upon another. —Fujiwara no Teika

#fic #Shinsengumi Wasurenagusa #Wasurenagusa Okita Souji #Wasurenagusa Okita Souji x MC #Wasurenagusa Okita Souji x Reader #Wasurenagusa Okita x MC #Wasurenagusa Okita x Reader #before writing this i listened to kekkonroku again #and i remember why i rarely listen to wasurenagusa #all it gives me is pain #but it's a beautiful pain #but still my heart can't take too much pain lol #okita my wounded boy let me wrap you up in a blanket

[buckys-other-punk]

Hello! I’m new to fanfic writing and I posted my first like yesterday.

I read some of yours and your amazing! You’re always making content and coming up with new things.

I guess I’m just asking for tips, how do you come up with different ideas??

How do you handle communicating with your followers?

Oh and you always get so many comments, how do you get peoples to interact with you so much? I mean your work slaps for one so that’s definitely it but any other tips??

I always get so happy when peoples leave comments but my stuff isn’t quite there yet you know?

Please feel free to ignore me! I just really like your work and wanted advice from a veteran✨✨✨✨✨✨

( for reference I wrote “ spoiled” it’s a Jake lockley x reader smut)

Hello love! Sorry for the late response I was trying to think of some good tips for you.

First off thank you for reading my stuff and reaching out to me. Also being called a veteran is wild because it feels like yesterday I just started writing fics. but it's legit been a good 5 or 6 years damn.

Answers below cut:

ok to answer your first question: I usually get inspired by many things. So different ideas come from shows, movies, stories, or even inspiration from other people's fics. I have so many wips in my google drive that are just ideas of fics, but I never know what to actually write for them (I don't know if that makes sense).

Second question: honestly not a bunch of people communicate with me. There are some that ask to be tagged in future works and I simply reply back. I noticed over the years of being on Tumblr is that people love reading smut (and so do I lol) and that usually gets the most attention from people. I've written some angst which is my favorite and there are some people who like it, but usually, smut is top tier.

Last question: When getting people to actually read and interact with my work I always reblog myself. I also encourage people to reblog, comment, and interact if they want to. There are some people who are awesome and always comment and/or reblog my work to share with others. But usually, there are more likes than reblogs which is fine because at least they read my fic! But it is always great that people reblog.

I hope this helps! I have to give your fic a read and feel free to tag me in any of your future works! if you have any more questions or wanna chat don't hesitate to dm me😁

#the other punk replies #ask away #writing tips

[not-active-blacksapphhicmaddonna]

⋆✮⋆all the info you need⋆✮⋆

call me ace, 24, queer/sapphic, they/them

hey y'all! very excited to be starting a blog dedicated to writing fics etc.. this blog will be *mainly* fics and reblogs of gay shit i like!

info about this blog:

here's the serious ones -

this blog is/rules & boundaries:

100% anti-racist. there will be no tolerance for anti-blackness, derogatory comments towards black women/people in any form, respectability politics, colorism!!!!!!!!!, featurism/texturism, or any other general fuckery surrounding blackness or other people of color point black period. come correct.

100% trans/nonbinary friendly and safe. there will be no tolerance for transphobia in any regard. period.

we 100% acknowledge and disarm privilege in this space.

i'm always down for conversation, but please remember that google is free and not to be an ass. respect goes both ways. 🫶🏼

this blog is 18+. minors do not interact. i will not respond to messages from people who's age i cannot see in their bio/pinned post or otherwise publicly posted on their account. i will not write requests for anybody under the age of 18.

this blog will contain sexual content (smut, references to sex, gifs/images if applicable at any point, may be included in replies/answers to questions, etc.).

i probably don’t know you in real life but even if i do, i work full time and have a life to attend to. if i don’t respond right away/complete a request, don’t be rude or assume i’m ignoring you!! and i’ll treat you the same. 🫶🏽

BLACK WOMEN/TRANS PEOPLE/PEOPLE PERIOD ARE NOT A FETISH. if you’re non-black and here because you have a kink/fetish for black women/folks, don’t.

here's what I won't do -

i will not write: race play, anything romantic/sexual between a minor and an adult, anything involving r@pe, sexual assault, incest, or cnc kinks, anything that romanticizes self su**ide/self harm, ea*ing dis**ders, or anything else that feels like it will be harmful/pointlessly triggering/create a negative effect/perpetuate stigma etc.! also no trauma porn surrounding racism/homo-transphobia, etc etc etc.

however -

i will: provide trigger warnings and content warnings on every fic/writing, credit for anything i've been inspired by/use etc., use active consent with any collaborations/outside parties, be open to accountability or critique and make any necessary adjustments if i cause any harm, and provide a word count on each writing piece. 🖤

any of my boundaries are subject to change at my own discretion and i reserve the right to rescind my consent at any point for any reason in any situation.

here's the fun stuff!

some of my current ships/headcanons/emotional support characters or celebrities/actors or just interests etc. -

wenclay! (bianca barclay x wednesday addams) - wednesday, tv show

aneka x ayo - wakanda forever/black panther, movie(s)

pretty much ANY AND ALL characters played by lashana lynch or just her by herself (I would do anything for this woman🧎🏽)

shuri x riri williams - wakanda forever/black panther, movie(s)

gracie from skins uk!

character/person x reader! has been a style i'm just recently getting into!

anything that has to do with black vampires (i will make so many of these characters, sorry in advance fr LMFAOOO)

some original characters butttt nottt toooo muchhhh for rn

so many more!

story types/formats:

one shots

short/long chaptered series

drabbles

non-canon/head canon/alternate universe

canon compliant

fluff

smut

angst

whatever i feel like fr

ALL MY MAIN CHARACTERS ARE BLACK. PERIOD.

this is a queer space, specifically a sapphic one. i will never write anything cishet based/oriented. I probably won't even write background characters as cishet but maybe I guess lol.

i'm suuuuper down for requests! just send them to me through an ask. i also have my submissions on. please don’t submit anything that goes against what has already been stated!

✩ i will give a very slight priority to non-anonymous asks, but i will answer/do all of them as long as they're within my boundaries!✩

pretty much i'm just yearning all the time. lets commiserate together.

i'm very excited to start writing again, and i hope y'all enjoy! please ask any questions and i'll get back to you asap! also please drop any feedback y'all have on any story/fic, i'm desperate LMFAOOO

thank you for reading!

love a black woman from ∞ to ∞ fr 🤝🏽