#my-fic

[tiptapricot]

Word count: 3,120

Summary:

Peter is greying, wide eyed, and sharp. He marvels at the building’s architecture as Lyla helps to orient him, cracking jokes and tugging at Miguel’s arm like they’re college dorm mates. His mask hangs casually between his fingers, teeth flashing in a wide grin, and Miguel knows almost immediately he’s going to be a pain.

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The dads got me. They got me good you guys.

#atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse spoilers #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #peter b parker #sigh #and here’s the part where they have no real established ship name I think #petermiguel #spiderdads #o’harker #parkara #peter b. parker x miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x peter b. parker #the fruit is talking again #my fic #my-fic

[all-these-ghosts]

better late than never

for @txf-fic-chicks-blog, on their anniversary! see the rest of the anniversary fics here

Just as Scully is finishing her second cup of coffee, Mulder stomps through the front door. She hears his boots hit the floor and then watches him stride into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. He adds a bouquet of rather carelessly picked wildflowers — rhododendrons, mostly, probably from the bit of their property near the road, where they’ve run riot all week.

“Happy anniversary, Scully,” he says, depositing the makeshift vase next to her coffee mug.

She drinks the rest of it in one gulp. Scully appreciates, at least, that he is still full of surprises. “Okay,” she says. “The anniversary of what, exactly?”

He sits down next to her and props his feet up on the dining room table. She hates that, she loves him; she’s made an art form of ignoring his bad behavior. At least he took his boots off first.

“Thirty years ago today, you walked into my office.”

That feels impossible, but she can’t argue with the math, so she picks something else to fight about. “We’re calling that an anniversary?”

His grin is slow, easy. “Well, we never got married.”

“Still.” She purses her lips. “Thirty years.”

When she looks at him, she still sees the man who sat in that basement office thirty years ago. No one tells you this: that in your eyes, the people you love will never really age. In every moment he is every version of himself she’s ever known.

What a gift, to know someone so well.

“There’s something else,” he says. He stands up and heads toward the stairs.

As always, she follows him. “If it’s a cow slideshow, I’m leaving.”

But he stops outside the door to the spare room, which was Mulder’s writing room for a while, and which these days hosts the very occasional human guest and a rotating assortment of rodents that she can’t quite bring herself to kill. It feels unsporting to build a house in the middle of nowhere and then complain about the animals who were there first.

“Close your eyes,” he says, and she obliges.

The door creaks, and his heavy footsteps move away from her. She hears the lamp click on.

“Open,” he says.

Scully takes a few steps into the room. The spare bed’s made up more neatly than usual. There’s a new rug, and an armchair that she thought had been relegated to the basement.

And underneath the open window, with a view out to the horizon, there’s a desk. Parsons-style, practical and unshowy, with a lovely grain. There are framed pictures of her mother, of her nieces and nephews, even Bill. And there’s a standard-issue nameplate that says DR. DANA SCULLY in that standard-issue font.

He’s still smiling but he looks a little nervous, too, and it’s impossible to overstate how endearing she finds that, after all this time. “I heard you wanted one of these.”

“Took you long enough,” she deadpans, because even after all this time, sincerity doesn’t come easily to either of them.

Mulder looks over his handiwork, clearly pleased. “Better late than never.”

She crosses to him and wraps her arms around his waist. Better late than never should be emblazoned on their family crest.

It’s still the earliest part of spring, but the breeze that comes in through the window is warm and fragrant. He rests his chin on top of her head. “Thirty years,” he says, and she feels his voice down to her toes.

Scully smiles against his chest. “It’s not the worst way to spend a life.”

“We’ll see how you feel about that in another thirty.”

And she pulls him just a little closer. “I’ll be there.”

#msr #xf fic #my-fic #sap #desk

[yeehawpim]

a comic about fix-it fanfics

#original comic #fanfic #fix it fic #fandom #dr who #bbc sherlock #avengers #my comic #my art #been thinking about the truly dumb amount of time I've spent reading fanfic #i started writing fix-it fic like a couple months ago and I Get It #teenage pim was a dumbass

[whatsnewalycat]

Made this for u 💝

#if there were a fourth soldier it would be my shitty jokes #meme #writing meme #fic writing

[bamsara]

"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years

#'enemies to lovers' BANGER #'one is bridal carrying the other while theyre injured' BANGER #'sacrifice of something important' BANGER #'drunken chapter that results in at least one fist fight' BANGER #theres more but only me and readers who have read all of my fics througout fandoms will help me find the patterns #sara shush

[pixiemage]

Please, for the love of god, please don’t be this person. No matter how long it’s been since an update, no matter how many unfinished stories are sitting on their account, no matter what - do not be this person.

Not only is it insanely rude, but you also do more damage than you think be being such a self-entitled ass about something someone created for free and for fun. “This author” can see what you say.

RIP decency indeed.

#Archive of our Own #Ao3 #Ao3 Comments #Writing #Fanfiction #Fanfic Writing #I wrote over 100k on that fic before burnout took hold #I poured my heart into what I did manage to finish #adhd’s a bitch that doesn’t always let me write what I want to write but I got that far #don’t make me feel ashamed because you didn’t get to see the ending

[majoringinsarcasm]

DONT BE AFRAID TO COMMENT ON OLD FICS DONT BE AFRAID TO COMMENT ON FICS IN A FANDOM THE AUTHOR MAY NO LONGER BE ACTIVE IN. IF THE STORY IS STILL UP LET THEM KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS IT MIGHT JUST BE THE REMINDER THAT MAKES THEIR DAY.

SINCERELY SOMEONE WHO JUST GOT A REPLY THAT MADE ME WANNA MAKE THIS POST

#reject modern fast fashion fandom culture #comment on shit from 2012 to scare and or delight the author #anytime I see ppl reading my haikyuu fics I wanna cry with happiness #being reminded of fics and then looking and realizing I still love them is a true gift #COMMUNITY BITCHES THIS IS WHAT THAT IS

[cemeterything]

are we still doing this because i have a late submission

#🐉 #this is less about fan content and more about that awful lazy one size fits all #'10 years later theyre happily married with a cute little nuclear family' trope #because ive read some genuinely incredible fics about characters who would Not fucking have kids #ending up with accidental pregnancy scares or child acquisitions that get treated with all the nuance #and thoughtful handling they deserve #but also. i reread one of my favourite fics yesterday and when one character jokingly brought up the idea of children #and the other reacted with genuine visceral disgust and said what hideously awful parents theyd be #i lit up like a fucking christmas tree

[spectralsleuth]

Reblog and put your rare pair in the tags/comments! I want to see the depths people will go to create, for the most random two characters in the most obscure media.

#poll #fanfiction #writing #ao3 #my answer is 4 i am curious if anyone can beat that #rare pair #fic #rare pair in question is Iron Bull/Carver Hawke just ftr #unhinged

[pocket-dragon]

Durge murder aura detected

#Dusk is a smol bean and all i do is put them in situations #these two share a warriors bond #baldur's gate 3 #BG3 #baldurs gate 3 #lae'zel #tav #Durge #the dark urge #resist durge #they are trying their best #dusk #dnd #comic #u can actually read more about them on AO3 #im pintsizeddragon #which is to say you can read karlach/druge fics on my ao3

[tiptapricot]

Relationships: Kung Lao/Raiden

Word Count: 878

Summary:

Kung Lao meets with his lord before the start of their dimensional invasion. He is missing pieces of the puzzle. He is aching for another life.

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AKA, some RaiLao reanimation/AU angst that hit me like a truck after seeing some really gorgeous season of the storm renders

#mortal kombat #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat 2023 #railao #kung lao #raiden #mk raiden #raiden mk1 #my fic #my-fic

[britishmuffin]

ATLA sketches because I'm deep into it atm 8)

★ patreon || website || twitter ★

#thank you atla fic writers for rekindling my love of reading #I LOVE THESE KIDS o/ #atla #avatar the last airbender #fanart

[ao3commentoftheday]

fics that are like 500 to 1200 words or so often have a particular kind of energy to me - like the author sat bolt upright in bed, struck by the most brilliant inspiration of their entire lives, and then typed as fast as their fingers would allow them to in order to capture it all before it left.

oneshots that are just a straight, clear shot from the brain to the page with no real filter in between? that's good stuff right there.

#short fic my beloved

[bibibuck]

people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333

#post sponsored by someone commenting on my newest fic that they reread it only a day after the first time #.text

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

unstoppable force (desire to write) vs immovable object (tired)

#writing #on the plus side i did make a decent amount of progress on the thesis #on the minus side it sapped my fic writing energy #also we're having a very loud windstorm but that's unrelated #kvetch oc

[lgbtlunaverse]

Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.

#writing #fic writing #like this is stuff i'm doing for fun with my perfectionism meter turned down as far as i can get it #and i am still thinking about it A LOT #talk to me about how in red string fic jgy perceives the memory block both as syrup and as mud but nmj thinks it feels like blood #it's just a thing in their heads that mentally feels kind of thick and sticky but they both made something different of it #it's about issues with cleanliness / lies as a way to craft an illusion of a better lopking world vs the constant violence nmj lives in