#wip: captured moonlight

[void-botanist]

Had a whole lot of character thoughts last night so I think I'm gonna dump them all into one quick post:

Now that I've changed things so Marcus has a nice little polycule I think some pretty bad shit went down to get him to remove himself from the planet. I have a sense of what that might be but I'm left asking myself why his mom is just actually the worst. Unless I can think of a new angle I don't wanna do "royalty generational trauma" again and it's also not quite "absolute power corrupts absolutely" but there could still be some corruption with non-absolute power. The question is what does she really want and why

Marcus likes his Rade friends for themselves but it is hard to overstate how much Horatio reminds him of Gren and how this has been a catalyst in the development of their relationship. Not everyone reminds him of someone but Celia also gives him Yera vibes

Avis one million percent thinks that Antony is wrong and she will be completely fine being alone on the ocean 95% of the time. She did it before but now she's not gonna be stewing about Sorian the whole time so it will be great. But she truly does not realize the extent to which the people she thinks are alone (Sorian, who refuses to be with anyone but her) are not alone at all (gee, Sorian, how come your bad choices let you have TWO families?). And I think after 6-12 months of Freedom TM she finds herself moving back into other people's orbits, including Sorian's. I think I can get them back together at this point. There's just no way to do it in AOM because she's still getting the "I squandered 15 years not verbally abusing my husband" out of her system.

She also doesn't believe that Sorian is completely fine with being single actually. In fact she frequently doesn't believe anything anyone tells her but just in different ways

The plot of Lexie's story is her having a bad time with her job or whatever, not having fun ever, and then Marigold shows up and her life is only fun. The whole time Lexie keeps joking that Marigold is bad for her. Wylie says she is but Wylie projects his anxieties. Derik says she is but Derik is a killjoy. Snap says she might be which is about as certain as he ever is but he doesn't even know her. But finally, maybe before they get into stuff that is very bad, she has to admit that yeah, Marigold IS bad for her and they should go their separate ways. But that won't stop her from saving Marigold later when she gets in some kind of trouble

gecko junk = two hemipénes. Imagine

Soravis taglist: @vacantgodling @athenswrites @kk7-rbs

#perhaps I will find it in me to do a little parody of Ariel Wants Legs. just the seven vagánias part. I can already see it in my mind #I wrote a tiny bit of Sorian and Avis in the future chapter of SAA AU that I've been imagining and it's fueling me #Marigold might have some sort of quasi organized crime background. not sure at this point #the question about the queen is also 'why does she think being mean in an extremely not fun way is the way to get what she wants' #c: Marcus #c: Lexie #c: Marigold #c: Sorian #c: Horatio #c: Celia #c: Kiatcarmen #wip: aom #wip: iecunem #wip: lexie shenanigans #wip: captured moonlight #<- this is a title I just invented and I will probably not stick with it but I need something to refer to AOM 2 essentially #and AOM 2 is boring #writing update

[outtoshatter]

This week's author spotlight is: the wonderful @raisesomehale! So many delightful fics to choose from!!

One-shots:

Beyond the Canyon Nook | T | 7k tags: spark Stiles, magical realism, found family Summary: Stiles has retrieved countless children from the shadows.

But Eli is the first child Stiles has found alone.

All I Want for Christmas, is You | E | 6k tags: post-canon, pack feels, Christmas fluff Summary: The sight of him is like whiplash.

Stiles and Derek have managed to keep up a reasonably active text-ship for the last few years (heavily due to Stiles’ undying persistence on the matter) but Derek’s recent inclination to jump around between continents paired with Stiles’ grueling school schedule has resulted in them not having been in the same room since Stiles left for Brown the summer after he graduated.

He’s broader. Taller. Hair buzzed short like it hasn’t been since he was a sophomore in high school, a scar nicked into the corner of his left eyebrow that Derek remembers hearing the story about (a frisky leprechaun with a bad sense of humor and a hard-on for blades.)

And when Stiles’ eyes catch sight of Derek across the room, his grin glitches into shock and he lets go of the door.

Which must be safety-weighted, considering the force with which it slams backwards against Scott.

Club Serenade | T | 822 tags: DJ Stiles, Bartender Derek, sexual tension Summary: Stiles, popular DJ at the Hale's club The Wolf Den, catches the attention of the bartender and part owner, Derek.

Serenading ensues.

Multi-Chaptered Fics:

Define "Dating" | T | 7k | 6 chapters tags: 5+1 things, oblivious Stiles, didn't know they were dating Summary: “You and Derek text each other memes?” she sounds both surprised and delighted - but more surprised.

“Well,” Stiles says, “I send memes. Derek sent me a picture of a newspaper comic strip, once.”

Lydia says, “Oh my god.”

- OR the 5 times people point out that Stiles might be dating Derek + the 1 time Derek tells Stiles they're dating himself.

Bite the Moonlight & Bleed Gold | E | 87k | 18 chapters tags: magical creatures, BAMF Derek, Creature Stiles, angst, mutual pining Summary: Seven years after being tricked and imprisoned by the Argents, Derek Hale finds himself off the blistering coasts of Antarctica aboard the Argentum Domina, an illegal prison ship out of which the Argents operate their behemoth, underground poaching empire. Bitter and packless, Derek spends his days working off his servitude by poaching creatures for Gerard to sell on the Black Magic Market, no future or end in sight. Until, Allison Argent brings him a capture case with a reward price so ludicrous that he has no choice but to accept.

The only problem is, the target creature shouldn't even exist.

Derek is flung fast into the deep webbings of a bigger mystery than he could have ever imagined. And discovers that, like this enchanting creature, not everything is as it seems.

Bonus wip:

light a spark | T | 37k | 9/15 chapters so far! tags: canon divergence, fluff and humor, energy bond Summary: “It’s not” - Derek cuts off as quickly as he starts, teeth gritting with frustration - “It’s not like the others it’s… There’s a reason I came to your house last.”

Stiles’ eyebrows raise. This is hands down the weirdest Derek has ever acted around him, and it’s making him curious. 

“And that reason being…?” He rolls the sleeves of his flannel up to his elbows and leans against his desk to start untying his shoes.

“I need” - Derek grits through clenched teeth - “Your help.”

Stiles just blinks at him, shoes in his hands. “That was excruciating to witness, just so you know.”

Go check out raisesomehale's AO3 page and don't forget to mind the tags, leave a kudos and maybe even a comment!

#sterek #sterek fandom #teen wolf #author spotlight #raisesomehale #stiles stilinski #derek hale

[the-modern-typewriter]

Are you planning to publish any more books in the future? other than the God Key, already finished that :D

Yes :)

Though I don't have a complete first draft of either of the next ones yet. I have a lot of projects up in the air which means that it can be slow going on any one project.

Contenders for up next, depending on what I finish first, are:

Totally WIP/not really posted anywhere...

Moonlight Drowning - girl trying to rescue her sister from a fairy king (probs king, dithering on changing to a queen), appetite, desire, I'm thinking dark romance fantasy vibes.

Say Yes - my initial idea was a fluffy contemporary ace YA romance. But honestly, I'm not a fluffy person, and I might veer adult instead. We'll see what happens.

Then there is all the Patreon stuff. These are probably the closest to actual novels at this stage.

Adrian and Demarion - gay pirates, so help me god I want it done at this stage. It's been lingering on my to do list for far too long and it's driving my nuts!

For Kingdom, Come - dark fantasy gay royal romance??? Magnus and Leo. Idk. Good prince gets captured by evil prince. Shenanigans. Currently sitting at 48,000 words. Nearing the end. It's definitely in the last act now.

The Forbidden Section - weirdly fluffy/angst/ust romance about a Dark Lord (Eiran) and the scholar the dark-magic obsessed scholar (Akira) who he blackmailed into being his apprentice. It's primarily a romance with a sprinkle of magical school/chosen one plot. Currently sitting at 52,000 words. Over halfway through. Maybe beginning of third act?

The Birthday Gift - a novella about a villain's nonbinary sidekick (Absolute Zero/Zee) who gets giving the hero (Evolution/Jason) as a birthday gift. Story spins out from there. Currently sitting at 25,000 words. Nearing the end.

Cheating Death - human (Sebastian) walks in on his human lover (Kristian) cheating on with a vampire (Ansel). He finds out that he's secretly been their mission to protect all along, because he has magical blood that can cure vampirism. Plot shenanigans and polyamory to follow. Currently sitting at 37,000 words.

And that's not getting into the WIPs that are currently sitting on my abandoned/needs serious re-work pile.

Double Exposure - f/f serial killer thriller. The first few drafts are finished, but I'm not 100% happy with it. Needs a lot of work still.

The Forever Girl - a middle grade novel about a girl (Maeve) who becomes best friends with Time after her dad dies. I think I need to spend more time with children if I'm ever going to finish that one. It's outlined and the first draft is 75% written haha.

#my novels #wips #my wips #stories #writeblr #there's also always the self pub versus do I try and trad pub debate #I love The God Key but I think it's pretty niche #anything from Patreon would be a self-pub as it's already out there

[hippolotamus]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by the oh so lovely and talented @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @theotherbuckley @tizniz thank you loves! 💖

SO... guess who's in the editing/mostly done phase of honey when you call my name? *happy wiggles* god willing this will be actually done and run by my beta in the next week or so(!) So excited to share with y'all. I only started this wip... *checks notes* last April.

To celebrate I'm showcasing a recent zesty addition that I'm just so, so delighted by. Hopefully you will be too

Eddie braces himself, welcoming the way their bodies crash together. It’s utter perfection. Like art, he thinks, or a feat of engineering. If he wasn’t so leery of technology he would want to record this. To have some way of capturing them frame by frame. An eternal memorial of how perfectly they fit. The way the moonlight illuminates Buck’s birthmark. How his skin gleams. Each time they come together like magnets in a desperate attempt to kiss and explore each other’s mouths. To map out the other’s body with their tongue. ... How his hands curl around Eddie’s hips or each muscle flex. The encouraging grunt he makes when Eddie scrapes his nails along his sweat slick skin. How Eddie lets go, throwing his head back in pleasure and begs Buck to fuck him harder. Yeah, just a few things Buck wants to hold onto forever. Memories he’ll never really get to look at too closely. That he’ll have to shove away when Eddie gives him those soft looks over movie nights with Chris, or when Buck brings him one of those fancy lattes from the café down the street. The ones he insists aren’t that great but Buck knows he secretly loves and will never buy for himself. He hates already knowing he’ll have to remember to forget how this Buck-and-Eddie felt tonight.

npt (lmk if you want added or removed) @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @elvensorceress @stereopticons @apothecarose @barbiediaz @buckaroosheart @buddierights @chaosandwolves @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @eowon @fortheloveofbuddie @gayedmundodiaz @giddyupbuck @heartshapedvows @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @indestructibleheart @jesuisici33 @ladydorian05 @lemonzestywrites @lizzie-bennetdarcy @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @rmd-writes @singlethread @spaceprincessem @spotsandsocks @statueinthestone @steadfastsaturnsrings @the-likesofus @theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @thekristen999 @thewolvesof1998 @vanillahigh00 @watchyourbuck @weewootruck @welcometololaland @wildlife4life @your-catfish-friend and anyone else who wants to share 😘

@epicbuddieficrecs

#they *see* each other #hippo writes #wip wednesday #fic: honey when you call my name #buddie wip #currently at 10k+ #i suspect we'll land somewhere near 11k??? #but honestly i'm so terrible at estimating #so who knows? #certainly not me

[lauronk]

PAYBACK TIME

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best? [two-birds note: you do not have to say who'd write it best because we all know you'd be the one to write it best]

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

cracks knuckles alright let's heckin' go

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

🙅‍♀️🙍🏽‍♂️🦖💀🫂

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

this one is really hard tbh - all the plots i can think of are either ones i am writing or ones that you and other friends have written. and the list of who would write it best is like a mile long and DOES NOT include me

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

54 words of busfic for you my love

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

i'm gonna cheat and i'm gonna link TWO and you can't stop me.

🪼 - i have this absolute masterpiece from my friend rocky (@stillboldlygoing) based on my "joel and ellie see the moonlight jellies from stardew valley" fic. it's amazing, it's perfect, it's stupendous, it - i could go on forever.

🚌 - and then i have this other absolute masterpiece from my homie @mote-of-star-dust who perfectly captured one of my favorite moments out of bus fic. it's so perfect, it's exactly what was in my head when i wrote it, i am still not over the fact that not one but TWO people liked my stories enough to make art from them 😭

writer truth or dare asks

#that took so long to answer i hope you're happy babe lol #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #joel and ellie #on the road again (there i go) #writer asks #writer truth or dare #lauronk answers

[millenniumringg]

Was tagged by my beloveds @justapalspal. and @yuusaris to do the "share a few paragraphs from your WIP" tag game :3 I've been kind of radio silent on my fics lately so here's my chance to prove I've been working on stuff LMAO

If you wanna do this, DO IT!! I don't know who to tag off the top of my head cuz tired... but DO THIS IF U WANT!!! YEAH YOU!!!!

So, here are some bits from some of my WIPs :-) there may be spoilers for some fics like Ghostbusters and Clean Sneak, but nothing too detailed ;)

From Ghostbusters! A Yugioh AU

(From the unfortunately delayed final chapter (im so sorry its gonna come i swear) where Ryou and Yugi are desperately trying to figure out how to solve the current Ghost Dilemma that is rapidly consuming Domino)

Ryou held the phone out between himself and Yugi. They waited, holding their breath in hopes they might actually get someone to answer the phone.

“Kaiba Corp, how can I assist you?”

Ryou and Yugi stared at each other. They weren’t really expecting an answer.

“Um,” Yugi quickly spoke up, “Yes, um, is Seto Kaiba available?”

“I’m sorry sir. Mister Kaiba is very busy. I can take a—”

“Busy with what?” Ryou challenged. “Listen lady, I don’t know if you’ve been outside, but it’s like night of the living dead out there. Get Kaiba on the phone and tell him it’s the Ghostbusters.”

“The Ghostbusters? I… I’m not sure if he—”

Yugi groaned. “Please just get him on the phone. He needs our help and we need his. It’s an emergency!”

The woman on the other line made a distressed hum. She seemed nervous, but Ryou and Yugi knew there was no time to lose.

Eventually, the woman sighed. “Please hold.”

When the line went quiet, Ryou grinned at Yugi.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe that actually worked.”

Yugi nodded, but his excitement quickly faded. “That was the easy part, though.”

From The Clean Sneak

(Continuing from the train capture gone awry, Yugi, Atem, Mai, and Isis must come up with a plan to get Amir away from Ryou)

“I promised to look out for my brothers, Mai.”

“Isis…” Mai hummed with uncertainty, for she recognized that determined look in Isis’ eyes. “What are you doing?”

“I’m saving Amir from himself.” Isis pushed her rifle into Mai’s hands before reaching behind herself to pull out a revolver. The handle was wooden with beautiful, delicate pearl designs embedded into it. She opened up the cylinder, counting the bullets inside.

“Three shots Mai,” She continued, but Mai wasn’t convinced.

“Three shots and what? You’ll shoot him and drag him off the train?! Isis, you’re not thinking straight. We have to—”

“We have to save Ryou. I’m saving my brother. My family.” Isis opened up the sleeper car door, her revolver in hand. “I’m just going to talk to him.”

“Talk to him?!” All three of the others in the train car exclaimed, looking at Isis in shock.

“Sweetie, I don’t think he wants to talk anymore. I think you need to think this over a little more—”

From an untitled Heartshipping ficlet

(I'm currently working on something for @ninjam117 's birthday... so here's a snippet of that >:) )

Thinking about it made Yugi blush. He put his head in his hands, angry at himself for having such… tainted thoughts about a stranger. About an alluring young man. A pale, green-eyed, white-haired angel. 

Yugi groaned to himself. He was hopeless. The man wasn’t coming. It was well past midnight. Probably 2am. He should get some rest already. He was sure the young man had better places to be anyway. 

With a heavy sigh, Yugi straightened up. He tilted his head toward the moon in the distance, gazing at it and the stars momentarily before forcing himself to turn away. 

With his head low, Yugi quietly shut the balcony French doors. He shut all the curtains, then crawled into bed, not even bothering to take his party garments off. 

The sheer curtains over the French doors did little to hide the moonlight. It bothered Yugi, for the light was so pale and magical. A perfect night to experience something… new. Something fantastic.

Yugi’s eyelids grew heavy. His blinking slowed as he stared at the edge of his bed, at the elegant night sky. 

It was quiet. Peaceful. 

Eventually, Yugi shut his eyes, sleep having taken him over.

From Cornered 2 title pending maybe

(Yes I'm making a sequel, yes I'm insane. First snippet is from chapter 1)

It didn’t take long at all for the two to peel their clothes off. They’d done it countless times before. It was almost as routine to shower together as it was to work out together.

The water was running. Malik and Ryou were kissing, holding each other almost unbearably close.

“We’re going to be late,” Malik murmured between kisses, but Ryou was relentless. He held onto Malik’s head and kissed him over and over again. Eventually, Malik had to pull himself free to laugh.

Ryou groaned. He leaned his head into the crook of Malik’s neck, his arms wrapped around his lover’s body.

“Fine.” But Ryou didn’t move. He closed his eyes, reveling in the peace that came with being close to Malik.

Malik hugged Ryou back. They stood under the running water for a while, content to remain in the embrace for as long as possible.

“I love you,” Ryou whispered, not wanting to ruin the peace by speaking too loud.

Malik smiled. He held Ryou tighter and kissed Ryou’s head.

“I love you, too.”

Ryou pulled away. He looked at Malik, thankful his face was already red from the run so Malik couldn’t see how much he was blushing. He felt over Malik’s shoulders, trailing his hands down along his chest and to his sides.

“Do you want me to wash your hair?” Malik asked. Ryou closed his eyes, took in a deep breath and nodded.

Ryou turned around and let Malik do his wonders. His hands were so gentle. So warm and kind and never malicious.

“Is this okay?” He would ask frequently and Ryou would reply, “Yes. Perfect.”

“I think you might be due for a trim soon,” Malik commented. “Your hair is getting longer.”

Ryou hummed. “Yeah. Probably.”

Malik gently tilted Ryou’s head back to rinse the soap out. Then, of course, as always, Ryou did the same for Malik. 

“Do you remember when we first did this?” Ryou asked, keeping his eyes fixated on the lathering task. “And we cried.”

Malik let out a thoughtful hum. “Of course I do.”

Ryou smiled a little. The memory was bittersweet, but felt more sweet as time went on.

“...Is everything okay?” Malik asked, hesitance in his tone.

“Everything is just fine,” Ryou replied, tilting Malik’s head back to rinse the soap. He hummed happily.

From Cornered 2... But some time later in the fic

(Another taste of what's inevitably to come in Cornered 2 but THATS IT no more sippies ... maybe)

Ryou forced his legs to back away. He forced his eyes to tear away, but nothing seemed to help. The gym spun around him. Voices that weren’t there were on a loop, getting louder and louder. 

He hurried to the locker room, bumping into one or two people along the way. His shoulders were tense, his hands balled up tight.

Unfortunately, the locker room did not provide the solace Ryou, for some reason, thought it would. 

Stiffly, Ryou sat down on the bench, holding his head in his hands. 

He wanted this to stop. He wanted the voices to stop. He wanted the panic to stop. 

But thinking such things only made it worse. It wasn’t going to stop. It was never going to stop. These things already happened to him. Ryou couldn’t go back in time and fix it. He couldn’t go back and… and…

You’re never going to forget me, you know.

“I know,” Ryou said aloud, answering the voice in his head. 

Every time you sleep, you’ll dream of me.

“I know,” Ryou said louder. 

Every time you close your eyes—

“I SEE YOU!” Ryou shouted abruptly, rising to his feet. 

“I see you every day! I hear you every day! Shut up! Be quiet! Just be fucking quiet!”

Ryou wanted to punch the lockers. He wanted to throw all of his things and roll on the floor and sob, but the only thing he could bring himself to do was stand in the middle of the locker room and yell.

No…

No. 

“Fuck you,” Ryou said aloud again, smashing his hand into his locker before pulling it open aggressively. “I’m in control. I’m in control. I AM IN CONTROL!”

“Are you..?”

Ryou nearly screamed. He jumped, not expecting Jounouchi’s voice to be so close. 

Oh god. Ryou had forgotten he was in public. The locker room wasn’t empty. Dozens of eyes were staring at him. 

Ryou thought he might throw up.

“Hey, Touzoku, it’s okay—”

Ryou shoved Jounouchi’s hands away. He didn’t know why, though. He could really use the comfort. 

…The only comfort he wanted, though, was the only comfort he couldn’t have.

“I-I…” Ryou swallowed. He searched for words that weren’t angry or rude or frantic, but it was hard. “I’m leaving. I need to go.”

Jounouchi frowned. He stepped away as Ryou chaotically shoved things in his gym bag and walked out of the locker room.

“Where are you going? Let me drive you.”

“I can drive myself,” Ryou said through gritted teeth, though he didn’t want to. He didn’t want to be mean to Jounouchi at all, but right now that was all he could give him.

“Please, Touzoku,” Jounouchi urged, following Ryou outside. “Something is wrong. You’re not—”

“Of course something is wrong!” Ryou practically screeched, whirling around to glare at Jounouchi. “Something has been wrong with me for four fucking years, Katsuya! I can’t get away from a man in prison and my fucking fiancee is in a fucking coma!”

Ryou was out of breath. People in the gym were gathered by the front door, watching the commotion. 

“Touzoku…”

“Jounouchi,” Ryou breathed. “I..” He put a hand up in the air, shaking his head. “I can’t. I need to see Malik. That’s all I want to do right now.”

#ahem #i have more but i got tired #anyways thank you my beloveds for the tag #i've kind of been in a weird slump this week and this sort of inspired me to create things #yippee :-) #peace and love on the planet earth #i swear ghostbusters will be done so soon i cant believe i. let it go this loooooong it wasn't supposed to be this wayyyyy #:'( #oh well i will get to it when i get to it i prommy <33333

[amuseoffyre]

Fyre's OFMD Fic Masterlist - Pre S2 Roundup!

S2 is almost here and I can already feel my brain begin to fizz and froth despite life trying to steal my time and focus! So, before it hits and eats me all over again, here's the full round up of 780k of fic written in 18 months 😁

SERIES/COLLECTIONS

Immersion ® - 13k A series of short soft scenes of Stede and Ed being soft, featuring the clothing swap, Ed’s introduction to the lavender soap, some shaving and bath time

Toxic (E) - 7.3k Izzy has an urge and Calico Jack knows just how to scratch it, whether Izzy likes it or not. (Please heed all warnings and tags if you venture into this series)

Penetrative Gays (E) - 13k A silly series following every post-e3 stabbing incident in the smuttiest possible way :)

Turning Tides ® - 81k My novel-length speculative season 2, picking up immediately after the end of S1, featuring everyone, multiple POVs, drama, shenanigans and fuckeries galore.

Storm Surge ® - 62k My second novel-length series and my speculative S3, following on directly from Turning Tides. Even more POVs and far, far, far more fuckeries than you can shake a stick at.

Our Flag Means Death - JanAUry (Mixed) - 17k A series of 1k one-shots based on the Jan-AU-ry prompts list

Write It Through As a Crew (Various) - 12k A collection of 1k prompts/one-shots/missing scenes from Turning Tides and Storm Surge

ONE SHOTS

The Biblical Sense (E)  - 2.6k The first time for the lads, written before David Jenkins dropped 9 & 10 and irreversibly hurled me into pirate hell.

Ties that Bind ® - 3.3k Stede has an extensive ribbon collection and Ed realises it’s a way for him to feel vulnerable. Shibari-with-ribbons.

Bit of a Clothes Horse (E) - 9k Written in collaboration with Aivelin - the missing scene where Stede helps Ed get ready for the fancy party boat. And all that comes after ;)

Type ® - 2.3k Mary Allamby Bonnet gets a bit of a fright when she finds a scary-looking man with a sword in her front room.

Magnolia (E) - 5k When Ed - no, the Kraken - catches Stede Bonnet, he wants to use him and ruin him, but it… doesn’t quite go to plan.

Fancy (E) - 7k Written in collaboration with Aivelin - After a successful raid, Stede and Ed find some unexpected enjoyment in some interesting items of clothing.

Co-Captain Duties (E) - 3.5k After the treasure hunt, Ed tries to use bath time as a way to drop a less than subtle hint that he wants to… push forward their relationship.

Maketh the Man (E) - 6.6k When Blackbeard is captured by Hornigold, Izzy Hands is forced to turn to the only person who might be mad enough to be able to save him. Naturally, Stede rises to the occasion.

Sweet/Tart (E) - 4k When Stede returns to the Revenge, he brings a little sweet treat to try and win Ed over

A Beginning (M) - 2k Sometimes, you meet a nice girl and you get along and you start to think maybe yeah, this one might be something special.And then she murders your boss’s favourite husband.

In Slumber (E) - 15k When Stede admits he might find Ed attractive, even asleep, Ed encourages him to pursue that train of thought with his full and enthusiastic consent.

Regulations (PG) 1.2k “It had to go”

Accord (R) - 2.6k Crossover with Black Sails - James Flint comes seeking an alliance with Blackbeard

Bits (R) - 4k Ed Teach’s not-good very-bad week after he hears about Stede Bonnet’s demise   

The Names We Make (R) - 2300 A long time ago, before Spanish Jackie and Blackbeard, there were a couple of kids.

Moonbeam (PG) - 5k A little gentle swordsmanship by moonlight. My reverse-bang fic written with @cosmicyeehaws

Anchored (R) - 1k Sometimes, Ed needs to be held.

CHAPTERED FIC (Non-series)

Thunders of the Upper Deep ® - 4.4k - WIP Started as part of mermay. Only this is were-mermay and Ed is the kraken :D

Renaissance (E) - 26k What if Ed heard that gunshot in the woods that night?

Bark and Bite ® - 75k Vampire & werewolf AU - take s1 and sprinkle in a generous dose of supernatural nonsense and that’s this fic. (S2 coming with S2 :D)

A Good Impression (R) - 19.5k WIP What if Stede had accepted Izzy’s invitation to the Queen Anne’s Revenge?

Lady Trouble (R) - 54k The runaway wife of a wealthy landowner, Stede Bonnet Allamby set out to find adventure and freedom on the high seas. Things did not go as planned…

Don't Tell Mama (E) - 187k Drag/Burlesque Social Media AU - Stede Bonnet runs off to be a cabaret Emcee and crosses paths with the bone-weary Drag Impresario Lady Blackbeard

Wonder of Infamy (R) - 48k My anniversary fic :) It’s already 20k written and rising rapidly.

Everything Changed When The British Empire Attacked (R) - 9k WIP My Avatar: The Last Airbender AU :D Because of course I did one.

Steadfast (E) - 9k A study of Izzy Hands from the day he became First Mate to the Legendary Blackbeard. Written in collaboration with @waldos-art

Adrift (R) - 7k Canon-divergence AU where Chauncey catches Ed instead of Stede at the academy

A Trick of the Light (R) - 5k published so far (45k written) WIP The Gentleman Conjurer has plans to make his big debut in 1870s London's magic circuit, but things do not go as planned. My newest epic monster that I love.

#fyre's ofmd masterlist #ofmd fic #our flag means death fic

[reyesstrand]

wip wednesday

thank you for tagging me @alrightbuckaroo and @carlos-in-glasses <3 ngl i’m still reeling from 4x16 and was contemplating coming up with a coda and maybe that’ll still happen but here’s a little more from the food fic!

Carlos is snoring softly next to him when TK finally gives up on falling back asleep.

TK is still absorbing the details of their home, and blearily takes in the wide slant of moonlight that spills in through the windows as Carlos makes a small noise and shifts in his sleep, loosening the hold on TK’s body but keeping his palm tucked under his t-shirt, fingers splayed out over TK’s stomach. He smiles softly, and reaches up, curling his own fingers gently around Carlos’ wrist and petting the thin skin there with his thumb.

The evening they’d shared together had practically been golden, and TK kept feeling off-kilter because they’ve only been back with each other for nine days, and they’ve only been home for three, and yet it all comes back as if no time passed. They caught up, clarifying details of stories about each other they’d heard through friends who so desperately didn’t want to take sides. Couldn’t take sides, because they loved both of them too much.

TK’d had an appointment late in the day and it messed with his internal clock, and it left him falling asleep mid-story half on top of Carlos. When the light started shifting in the loft, the deep saturated pinks of dusk darkening the skies and sharpening the shadows of their home, TK’d woken up and just stared. Stared at the man reading something on his phone while keeping TK propped in a comfortable position, at the man who’s heart he broke into pieces, at the man who refused to let him go. Heat pooled inside of him, and he’d still been chasing away the lingering, bone-deep chill but the moment Carlos caught him looking, catching his gaze before leaning in and capturing his lips in a slow slide while taking hold of the back of his neck, TK couldn’t focus on feeling anything but this; them, together, once again. Kind of like it was meant to be.

no pressure tagging @strandnreyes @paperstorm @reyescarlos @marjansmarwani @lovesgalores @sunshinestrand @rmd-writes @morganaspendragonss and anyone else who wants to participate!!

#tag games #my fic #tarlos

[breadedsinner]

WIP Wendesday

Tagged by @ammoniteflesh, thank you!

*

Cadash sighed, feeling the fatigue hovering over the campfire, as surely as the bloated clouds above. Everyone hunched in their seats, heads knocking, rubbing eyes. The towers of Caer Bronach could be seen in the moonlight, peaking from behind the hills. There was a long way yet to go.

“Lady Hawke,” Cadash said with a shrug. “I’ve been drilling you a lot since you came to Ferelden, about mages, and red lyrium, demons. Why don’t you tell me about something you’d actually like to talk about?”

Hawke lifted her weary head, brow raised, back straight. “Is there something you had in mind, Lady Cadash?”

Cadash’s lip curled, her black eyes flickered like onyx against the fire. “Tell me something that Varric’s book got wrong.”

“Oh, this should be interesting,” said Cassandra, her gaze never leaving Varric.

“Hey,” said an indignant Varric. “Tales of the Champion is perfectly approximately accurate.”

“You certainly captured the exciting parts, Varric,” said Hawke, smiling. “Though perhaps a few things in between were lost.”

“Like what?”

“Well, for one, you essentially skipped my time with the Red Iron.”

“What’s there to say? You worked under some boorish mercenary for a year.”

Hawke’s mouth tightened. “How easily you sum up the longest year of my life, Varric. You know, I had actually met Sebastian during that time.”

Varric shook his head, and it spread through his body, like he had to reset to absorb the new information. “What? You met him when you collected the bounty, that was after we had met.”

Hawke sighed. “I am certain I told you this. My life does not begin and end with you.”

“I didn’t…”

“Why don’t you start with that, Hawke?” asked Cadash, beaming.

#Tether Fic #Rota Cadash #Judith Hawke #If this makes Rota seem like a bit of a shit-starter well... she can be #WIP Wednesday

[k-white]

Wanna give my 2 cents about Moonlight Chicken cuz I literally waited a whole year for this show! (like for real I saw the mock trailer in february 2022 at the start of my dive back in thai bl)

So I watched the first episode, later and was able to avoid spoilers!, and LOVED IT!

First of all the cinematography is literally an orgasm for the eyes! it is GOURGEOUS with those blue and oranges and reds, for the directing I am no expert but with Aof I always love his style

Next appreciation of the first shot with the long one take that trows you into the echtic lofe of the diner and introduce the important people in Jim life

I already love Gaipa as I knew I would (Khao is one of my favourite and I am so happy to see him back to his soft boys characters) and i hope he gets a happy ending🥺

EM chemistry always on point! I blushed and sqeeled so much in the bed scenes🫣🤭

Also they improved so much over the years! since ATOTS to CLW to this they got consisntly better and I feel so proud of their improvements especially Earth that was on the backseat of gmmtv for YEARS and is finally blooming with a partner that complemets him and durectors that can help develope his talent

I already love the kids Li Ming is feisty and strongwilled and take no shit from the richer, and Heart is a baby that got shitty parents that are unable to handle a disabled kid and resort to the "lets keep him shut inside so nobody sees him" I cannot wait for Li Ming to help him open up

Wen is a little slut it's canon! also switch! we love that

loved the subtle introduction of Alan, he wasn't even shown but you can feel his present, in the talk Wen had in the gym, and in Wens house

I also wanna know what the deal is their relationship cuz it feels like not Wen homself and his firend talk about his hook up with no remorse regarding Alan, and also someone on twitter said that maybe they broack up prior to the show and are still living together for convenience, or are on a breack but still living together... We will see also I cannot eait to see my adored First!

I love when Khao plays a wipped character! he does it so well like the onesided crushes and just being a boy in love ready to do anything for the person he loves, also Aof is so right when he sais Khao has a charm to him that draws you to look at him! and I loved seeing the comments here that said they focussed on him whenever he was on screen! I love my boy

I died when Gaipas mom literally called him out on his crush on Jim! and she was also trying to help him with that we love a supportive mom! also Saleng at the beginning clearly knows whats up! and I am pretty sure Jim knows as well but doesn't want to breack his heart so is playing dumb

I am sure the working for the hot uncle is gonna be a very smart move Wen that is not surely gonna bite you in the long run lol also he is alredy getting jelous of my baby Kaipa

This 1 episode really captured me and the episode felt so much more that the average gmmtv show! it felt elevated with the pace and cinematogrphy also everybody was amazing with their acting! so exited to see how it goes on!

#moonlight chicken #midnight series #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama #gmmtv #earthmix #firstkhao #geminifourth #mark pakin #earth pirapat #mix sahaphap #first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat #gemini norawit #fourth nattawat

[thewriteflame]

Find the Word

@oh-no-another-idea thank you for the tag!

My words: those, there, hit, and hurt

Soft tagging: @violets-in-her-arms-writes @druidx @silvertalonwritblr @the-finch-address and open tag for the words halt, furrow, laugh, and order

Managed to get a little from each of my main WIPs!

Those (Home)

“Ka’il?” A small voice came from the path at the edge of the field of plants he and his parents cultivated. “Miriel? What are you doing here?” He asked, voice sharp, as he stood. “It’s too dangerous for you to come alone.” Miriel hugged the nearest tree, shyly pouting. “I want to help,” She said. Ka’il sighed. “How are you feeling? Is it a good day today?” She nodded. “Fine,” Miriel gave a triumphant laugh as she half skipped to Ka’il’s side. Her green eyes sparkled when she looked up at him. Ka’il groaned. He was weak to those eyes. “Listen sprout,” He playfully pulled on her nose and she glared at him. “We’ll collect a few more handfuls and head back. I don’t want to stay away from the main clearing for too long.” He glanced around. The warm, protective trees suddenly felt like would be traitors hiding threats in their shadows.

There (ATWR)

Takashti glanced at the sleeping beauty that was still in his bed as he headed out of the room. A thought came to him as he slid his key into his bag and he let out an exasperated hiss. “My bed’s going to smell like him, isn’t it?” Noticing the line at the school’s bistro, Takashti decided the vending machine would have to do. And from there his day got worse. “Why are you here?” He asked as he stepped out of the classroom and his eyes met those of his roommate. “Oh! Good, I remembered correctly!” Jayme again latched onto Takashti’s shadow. “Lucky me,” Takashti drawled. “Why are you here again? Don’t you have class? Or two intense and somewhat insane women to hang out with?” “My class isn’t until 4 and I thought we could have lunch together! Just the two of us so we can get to know each other better.” Jayme replied brightly.

Hit (The Revenged)

“Shuntala,” Nahuel rasped as he desperately grabbed onto her shoulders. “My Shuntala. Please, you must hide and not come out.” He closed his eyes and took a breath. “I’d rather have you drown than have you live a moment with Saavin. As much as it pains me,” He cradled her cheek. “Death is better than whatever Saavin will do with a beauty like you.” “No,” Shuntala shook her head. She grabbed onto his arms. “No. I’ll die by your side, as we have vowed.” Nahuel’s expression hardened. “No Shuntala, can’t you see? I-“ His voice broke as tears trickled down his face. “I want to save you.” He hugged her to him as if her being in his arms would protect her from the world, protect them from what fate was about to hit them with. “I have to save you.” Anger joined the fear fighting to overtake Shuntala’s mind. Save her? She clenched her hands. “We’ll face him together.” She said sternly.

Hurt

Shuntala squinted at the woman’s features in the moonlight. It was like seeing someone famous, a peek into the past at someone important. Finally the ghost had a face. A pale, striking face framed by coppery-red tresses and accented with eyes so green that even the low light caught them. She was young- likely still in her teens- and easily one of the most beautiful women Shuntala had ever seen. “That painting doesn’t even capture half of Asa’s beauty,” Wulff said after allowing her some time to examine the portrait. He gave her a bitter smile. “She left me the night before the wedding. Just a simple sorry in place of a few missing dresses and an empty promise.” “I can’t imagine how much pain that caused,” Shuntala said as she handed the portrait back. “Well,” Wulff shrugged, pocketing the portrait. “It hurt worse when I discovered Saavin had her.”

#tag games #wip: the revenged #wip: home #wip: atwr #find the word game

[queencorgo]

The Disqualified (Bungou Stray Dogs; A Dazatsu fanfic)... Should I write a sequel?!?!

Title: The Disqualified (Complete)

Rating: Mature

Summary: Just as the connection between Dazai and Atsushi deepens, a mysterious organization--led by the scientist Dr. Moreau---appears with the capability to clone special abilities: Atsushi's "Beast Beneath the Moonlight" is their target. After a failed mission, Atsushi is captured and imprisoned on the island of Dr. Moreau, where he is forced to confront the twisted origin of his own special ability. As the narrator, Dazai confronts significant shame and loneliness by understanding his intricate feelings for Atsushi and his intimate fascination with death. Simultaneously, he must unravel the mystery of this case, leading the Armed Detective Agency far from Yokohama to a remote island in the Pacific where they discover the true nature of "Beast Beneath the Moonlight." On the island, Dazai and the others are met with horrors much greater than they could have ever imagined.

Characters: Dazai Osamu, Atsushi Nakajima, Kunikida Doppo, Yosano Akiko, Ranpo Edogawa (mostly the ADA)

Relationships: Dazai/Atsushi

Warnings/Notes: This is heavily inspired by "No Longer Human" by Osamu Dazai . "The Island of Dr. Moreau" by HG Wells is the secondary inspo. Mentions of suicide/suicidal thoughts. Implied/referenced SA. First Person POV, but give it a chance!!

It's pure angst and hurt/comfort. Good luck.

This has been complete for a while but I low key have an itch to write a sequel. Should I??? Do I go down this road again??? RIP all my other WIPs.

#ao3 #dazatsu #dazushi #dazai x atsushi #atsushi x dazai #the disqualified #bsd fanfic #don't like don't reead #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd

[marshiestars]

Marshie’s Fanfic Masterpost!

WIPS 🛠

Breath of the Wild: Equinox - Post-BotW Gen Action / Adventure featuring Link, Ghirahim, Vaati, Dark Link, Zant, and others.

Sapphire Moonlight - BotW Canon-Divergent Kohga / Link.

The Swordsman and the Seer - Post-AoC Astor / Link. (Eventual Astor / Link / Mipha).

Adventures in Animalia - Animal Crossing First Person OC-Centric Travelogue.

Non Obiecta - Tumblr Sexymen Band Fic featuring Bill Cipher, The Once-ler, and Alastor.

[And Even More Coming Soon!]

Completed ✅

Monster Night - Post-SkSw Ghirahim and Link Halloween Two-Shot.

I Hurt You - Post-SkSw Ghirahim Ficlet.

Forced Capture - Post-SkSw Ghirahim and Link Ficlet.

After the Sweep - Tumblr Sexymen Poll (2022) Ficlet featuring Bill Cipher.

A Very Oncie Christmas - Tumblr Sexymen Christmas Crack One-Shot.

Midnight Splash - Swimming Pool One Shot Featuring Bill Cipher and Alastor.

Where Her Loyalties Lie - Tumblr Sexymen Poll (2023) OC x Canon Ficlet featuring Bill Cipher and Sans. [REWRITE PENDING]

A Supply Run Negotiation - Tumblr Sexymen Triple Drabble.

Someday I’ll Appreciate in Value - Self-Insert Vent Ficlet.

Farewell For Now - Tumblr Sexymen One-Shot featuring Alastor.

Shine (It’s Your Golden Hour) - The Once-ler / Bill Cipher Ficlet.

update - december 5th 2023: I’ve started cross-posting all my work on SquidgeWorld!

#ao3 #squidgeworld #text #masterpost #self promo #my writing #legend of zelda #tumblr sexymen #botw equinox #sapphire moonlight #monster night #the swordsman and the seer #daily adventures at hyrule high #after the sweep #non obiecta

[waltzshouldbewriting]

WIPS

The OUTER Series Book 1: The Fall of Shatterthought

Superhero/Dystopia Neuron's dedicated his life to helping defend others, a choice that's led him to become one of the strongest telepaths in the world. Something that garners the attention of some inter dimensional being that decides to pluck Neuron out of his important job and send him to a difficult timeline where things are much worse. Suddenly expected to lead a banged-up superhero team, Neuron struggles to go from superhero to leader and fight back against the tyrannical villains that have taken over the different timeline.

Crystals and Ash Trilogy Book 1: Hero's Journey

High Fantasy/Dystopia The world is ending, but Ash and Crystal have something more important to attend to - at least, until they run into a group of refugees who need their help to reach safety. Neither of them know how to lead a group, but they know the treacherous lands around them as well as they know each.

Dragons

SPRITE 5

Magic Girl/Young Adult It's Liz Bethany's senior year when she is given an honor: to lead her schools Sprite force, a group of girls dedicated to fighting back the demons that encroach their world every five years. But Liz Bethany and her friends are in for a surprise when the demons attack early, capturing four of the five members and scaring off the sprites that give them their power. Now, she must seek out help from the previous sprite force, forcing her to consider her own future once she graduates school.

Ghostmind

Superhero/Young Adult At fourteen, Ghostmind isn't technically allowed to be a hero. Using tech made by his friend, he's been helping out in low-risk situations, as safe as he can be in this world of superheroes and villains. Then Zombie attacks - a powerful villains whose powers are weak against teenagers. Ghostmind - or Dan Davis, as his friends know him - has the best chance to defeat Zombie. But villains move in teams, and soon him and his friends are thrown into a much scarier battle. As told through the eyes of his friend and school blogger, JD.

Unnamed Familiar WIP

High Fantasy

Objective: Survive

Apocalypse/Suspense

The Divided Lands

High Fantasy

Unnamed Arthurian legend

Dystopia

Mirror of Moonlight

High Fantasy/Dystopia

Fissure

Dystopia/Cyberpunk

Alexandria

Urban fantasy/Young adult

Unnamed Post Apocalyptic

Post Apocalyptic

The Dragon Who Lost His Scales

Urban fantasy/young adult

#wips #notes to self

[notasiren21]

It'd be interesting to see phantom!luka

(WIP spoiler under line)

So this one is angst filled and somewhat modern age mixed with like not modern age. It differs from what the actual story of Phantom of the Opera is because I wanted to do something inspired but original, and also something that I felt both characters could easily fit into.

So to summarize the characters:

Luka- sole survivor of the Couffaine Theatre incident that took the lives of his mother and sister. His father is still famous but unaware his son is still alive and has also been suffering in grief. He was scarred and went from being a shy yet handsome teenage boy that captured the audience while on stage to a 23 year old young man that lives with survivor’s guilt and distrust to the majority. He’s embodied the flames of the theatre by having Master Fu (a wandering soul that lives to lend a helping hand) tattoo black smoke over his scars that are sporadic across his body. One of his eyes is partially blind with vision of looking through a cloudy haze in it from the incident. He sees himself as a monster when he’s nothing of the sort and finds Marinette to be an angel. He believes himself to be a creature of the night with a mask and secrets.

Marinette- a 21 year old looking for her art to mean something when she comes back from studying abroad and decides to restore Couffaine Theatre- a place she fell in love with as a child and that gave way to her seeing her first crush ever on stage. Being one of the youngest and most successful designers to Gabriel Agreste, she has the funds to kickstart the project to try bringing her idea to fruition. Her only issues is how the son of Agreste, infamous playboy and entrepreneur, Adrien, works his way into her head and makes her swoon for his flirtations, only to realize she’d rather throttle him every time he leaves. She’s often seen as a push over by her friends and those supposedly close to her. She finds Luka living like a creature in the shadows of his pain and grief and brings him into her world to help restore his family’s legacy so he can move on from his pain- unaware she’d fall for him a second time.

Phantom!Luka

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“They all just use you, no?” The hand that slips forth to hold her chin makes her nerves quake.

Agreste had done the same just recently, before he left her and she snuck her way down to the abyss of the theatre once more.

Luka’s hand stays on her: a gentle feel that sweeps up to tuck some hair behind her ear. There’s care and adoration in his touch, in his gaze. For the briefest of moments, she wonders why she lets herself get swept up in how Agreste regards her when the phantom of the abandoned theatre is far more invested and kind to Marinette.

Luka holds and lets her feel. Adrien merely chucks under her chin like a flirt.

The realization of how the two differ from the other almost makes her wish she didn’t need the Agreste family fortune to help rebuild the shell of Couffaine Theatre.

Like the phantom he is, Luka lulls her attention so all she can think and feel is him. Her eyes never stray from any part of him.

The crisp button ups she’s brought him to replace his tattered clothes and thread-worn favorites. The suspenders that stretch up and across his chest oh so painfully right. The fitted pants and converse.

Moonlight seeps in through an uncovered window, catching on his piercings, and her knees shake.

“You’re beautiful,” she responds instead, watching a creature of pain and nightmares go rigid and half his face break into vulnerability. His laugh is hollow and shakes her to the core.

“Angel, I’m the picture of chaos and neglect. Don’t confuse me for a beautiful nightmare.” He turns his back on her, his mask seeming to glow brightly in the dark from the moon.

He fusses with music sheets she helped him uncover in a destroyed room. Fingers itch to play them and drown out the voices in his head telling him he should kiss her until she’s swaying in his arms and underneath him in his bed, reaching for him with those stars in her eyes. He forces them out with a reminder of what he looks like now. His years of hiding, shy of a decade, scarring him emotionally and physically, he’s not sure he’d ever be worthy of her.

She reaches for him this time. Small hands turning his face, drawing their eyes together. Deep sea blues meet one ocean and one cloudy sky. He doesn’t like her to see his damaged eye, he always standing half in the dark to cover that portion of his face. He’s half blind there, seeing the world through a haze in his right eye.

But he can make out her face this close. The lashes of his own wanting to flutter from her touch.

“You’re not the theatre. You’re not a creature to be hidden and locked away, to be feared. Should I be frightened of you?”

His sudden stillness is answer enough.

“I’ll bring you back to the real world. I’ll care for you like you’ve been missing since you were a teenager. I’ll help you show the people how strong you’ve been without them.”

His eyes well up, they burn and sear his skin with tears. He can’t remember the last time he cried from something other than pain and grief.

He startles out of his shock when he hears something clatter to the floor, his world slowed as he looks down to see the mask he had so carefully broken to shield half his face.

Luka thrashes against her, shouting and trying to break her grip without hurting her. He hates how comforting her touch is within that moment, how it could unravel him and expose his fears.

His calves hit the edge of his bed, Luka tumbling down with Marinette following with him, straddling his thighs. It’s just as well, isn’t it? This is what he’s been wanting to have with her- intimacy and vulnerability, the connection and trust. And now she’s trying to give it to him and he’s still stuck in his past. He’s the one that can’t look at himself beyond anything other than a monster who’s been living in secret when the world thought he was dead like his family.

The falling prop tree that hit the right side of his face during the fire had doomed him from the start. It changed the course of his whole life. He was one of the Couffaine twins that France cooed at for his beauty and talents. He and Juleka brought people to the theatre with promises of them getting to see the siblings act and perform.

But those burning branches hit along his jaw and cheek, a stray touching his eye enough to hurt his sight.

He wants Marinette. He desperately wants the angel that came to him with promises to fix his family’s theatre and restore it. He wants to believe she’ll love him and see him for the person he’s been this whole time and not the phantom that rumors say lived in the ruined building.

He wants to believe she could truly love him, enough to show the world.

Luka looks like a boy as he tries twisting his body to crawl his way out of her, but the tightening of her thighs against him wretches a cry laced with a moan out of him and renders him helpless. He doesn’t fight when she turns him onto his back once more, but he can’t meet her gaze, flinching and screwing his eyes shut when she gasps at his full face.

The scars are hidden under black smoke he has tattooed onto his face, but she can see the slight swells of raised skin, the burn parts he had scraped off to try and feel like his old self. The tattoo disappears near his hairline at his temple, black suiting black perfectly, it’s like it was all planned.

“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” He sobs, perfect teeth clenching together and baring themselves as he wills himself not to scream. Dimples she’s only seen a few times are tragic to see as tears slide and pool in the divets of his cheeks. “You’re still perfect, Luka.”

His eyes flutter open, head lolled to the side and his shirt pulling taut over his chest from the deep breaths that she can feel rattle within him. His stare is pained as he looks out at the room he’s made for himself under the stage of the theatre.

“You were never a liar, Marinette.” His voice is rough, words scratching at his throat and cries being swallowed down that he can barely breathe. “Don’t start now.”

She pulls at his hand and he tries to yank it back, hoping that she’ll see reason and realize he’ll only hold her back in life if she chooses him. He can’t be selfish. He can’t hold onto her forever. But she pins him instead and his naive heart beats wildly thinking maybe she can win in this battle. He desperately wants her to win and convince him that he can be a part of her real world.

That he doesn’t have to be a secret lurking within the shadows, masked and guarded.

Luka lets her take his hand, feels it placed above her chest and a steady beat buzz into his fingers. He looks at her, the color of his eyes making her gaze soften. A harsh swallow and he’s shifting his hand upwards, feeling her heart beat into his palm.

It’s calmer than his own, a few erratic beats here and there, but it makes his seem childishly nervous. “You’re calm.”

It’s all he can say, all his mind is letting him focus on because if he lets his thoughts stray further, it’ll send him off the deep end to realize that his angel who has been plaguing his dreams and awakening his love for music, the descendant from heaven herself who came to help him restore his family’s legacy and accepted him into her life, is on top of him.

Sea eyes staring down at him with everything he believes he doesn’t deserve, plush thighs squeezing around his hips so perfectly, a strong grip in such a small hand around his wrists.

“I’m worried about you.”

“I’m fine,” he lies through his teeth easily. But she sees the way his jaw clenches, feels the jump of a pulse where her hand grips his wrist.

“You sometimes tease that I might be a dream, right?” He shifts his eyes to her, seeing nothing but acceptance and warmth in her own, and suddenly his face feels normal, his tainted vision doing nothing to deter him from how she looks the more he lets himself watch her. He nods slowly and his breath catches as she leans forth, hot air brushing against his ear.

“Angel…”

“Then treat me like I’m your dream.”

#miraculous ladybug #luka couffaine #luka x marinette #marinette dupain cheng #marinette dupain cheng x luka couffaine #lukanette #miraculous lb #mlb luka #miraculous luka #wip spoilers #pro lukamari #lukamari #phantom au #phantom!Luka

[menagerie-of-monsters]

Find the Word Tag

Thank you @ceph-the-ghost-writer for the tag! I was looking for an excuse to post some WIP snips in the New Year.

@awordchemist @space-cadead @dogmomwrites @leave-her-a-tome some words for you are:

new, bright, promise, ugly, please

Impulse

The Sorceress and the Incubus, Echoes of the Void Book 1 (look for this book by the end of the month!)

"Yes, I'm here," I told him, trying to be gentle. "I live here, and you're my familiar." I reached over and stroked his cheek with the backs of my fingers. "This is our home, Saker," I said. "Where else would I be?" "Our…" he started. His jaw tensed for a moment before he blew out a breath through his nose. He turned his face and kissed my fingers, then shifted so he could rest his head on his forearm. "You got me flowers," the demon said instead. "Seemed apropos, given this morning," I said with a shrug, embarrassed about the impulse now that it had been pointed out, and falling back onto the sort of distance that existed between two people when they'd had a one-night stand and woken up in the same bed. "You gave me one hell of an orgasm."

Main

In the Claws of the Raven Prince, Monsters of Faery Book 2 (Eyyy a prequel to Captured by the Fae Beast. Look for it in April maybe???)

“But… why?” I asked. The words sounded lost, like a child, wavering in the night. “Because Crown Prince Sundamar is more dangerous even than the Chimera,” Captain Ulahana said in her lilting voice. “Woods, you may return to the main camp. Brouwer, you’re with me.” “Yes, ma’am,” Woods said, giving Ulahana a bow. She turned to me, looking me over once, then said, “It’s gonna be fine, Lilly. Keep your chin up.” She waited until I nodded, then gave me a sharp nod in return, turned on one heel, and strode back towards camp. I turned towards Ulahana slowly, feeling as if I was about to walk to my own execution. The faery woman waited for me with what seemed like ageless patience, her indigo eyes black in the moonlight.

Enhance

I... have apparently never used this word. I looked through everything, crossing my fingers for an "enhanced her pleasure" and was unsuccessful TT_TT

Table

The Serpent's Bride, The Blue Kingdom Duology Book 1

"And will I be your enemy?" he persisted. "Are you going to wake up one day and decide a viper is too dangerous a creature to have in your palace, let alone your bed?" That made me look up at him again. For a moment I thought I could see fear in the tension around his eyes, before his brows drew closer together and his lip lifted in a sneer. I only sighed. "Unless you're intending on spitting venom at emissaries or otherwise making yourself a lethal nuisance, you're no enemy of mine," I answered. I flicked the side of one claw where he had it lodged in the table. "Rulers have dealt with far worse than a spouse who's hard on the furniture for the sake of dynastic stability. I'd rather do this without bloodshed, so as long as I'll spill less by having you alive than dead, you can trust I'm no danger to you." Talazen made a thoughtful sound, then wrenched his claws out of the table. "You're very mercenary, aren't you?"

Temperature

The Changeling and the Dragon, Echoes of the Void Book 2

I squeezed my eyes closed and shuddered, clenching my hands into fists. But the spells wouldn't go away by pretending that they weren't there. Breathing slowly through my nose, I tried to change the sensitivity of my clarity, narrowing the range between a hedgewitch's spell and a sorcerer's. I was used to wanting to discern between the weakest kinds of magic-users, those not strong enough to be considered mages, but that sensitivity was useless in this situation. When I tentatively squinted out into the room again, though, I'd managed to shift the scale of my clarity so that at least the monstrous spells on the curving wall of the room didn't blind me. I wouldn't be able to tell the strength of spells so easily now, but at least I could see. I scanned the room for danger, breathing hard. Nobody else sat in the room, and I didn't see any baneful magic, but there were spells everywhere. Spells for cleaning, for temperature control, for preventing wear, for keeping out pests, for keeping hinges smooth and for protecting the reddish sandstone walls. I shuddered again. This had to be a… a palace. Something owned by someone of awesome wealth, who could command the service of the strongest mages in the world. Someone for whom this room was nothing, just a place where one could tuck a strange, injured woman for the night.

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