Posts tagged fanfic
Posts tagged fanfic
Thank you for inspiring me to draw again. Sometimes I remember I’m still tender graphite at core :’3
this is so, so cool, omg. it’s like a preview trailer! and all the bird symbolism packed in and the lines and just lkfgjlkdfh thank you so so much omg!
I thought I wasn’t going to make it, but at the price of my homework productivity, I finally have something for you all! It’s Halloween-themed, and if some of you guys recognize the art I made, you’ll know it’s the companion fic to that Kakasaku Costume Contest thing that was on the Kakasaku LJ…last…year… (yeahhhhhh….but hey, I finished the fic eventually!)
Title: One Step towards Normal
Summary: He was the same Kakashi he had always been; he was just missing another part of himself now… Or at least, that’s what he told himself.
That’s very, erm, specific.
In which Zuko tops but not really.
"You’re so proud." His mouth tracks its way down her spine, lands on the small of her back and lingers on the soft dip of skin. His fingers dent her hips and she’s glad, she’s glad that a pattern of bruises will be left, a tangible reminder that he’s hers, he’s always hers, no matter who steers things between them.
Summary: Sweaty, delirious, and tired, they finally moved into their new place.
My belated birthday fic in honor of Kakashi’ birthday, which was yesterday. Okay, onto homework now.
Just an experimental little thing. If I give anyone morning-feels, I will have done my job.
He is still asleep when she reaches her hand down to trace the area around his navel.
This is probably the best, non-judgmental description of fan fiction I’ve ever heard of in main stream media.
Possibly relevant that fanfiction as we know it today was largely invented by women, too.
And that is why Randi and Ian’s adventures live on for me. :)
Summary: He thought he had time.
Inspired by NCIS “Grace Period.” If any of you guys watch NCIS, you will know what pain you are in for and I completely blame the show for making me write this.
He thought he had time.
So I drew a…thing, and Shannon wrote this beautiful yet heart-wrenching piece for it and I still hate you for what you’ve done for me Shannon I hope you know. You took my happiness, now I must take something of yours. /slinks away
(The picture is under the cut, beware of full-frontal nudity and peenko. NSFW.)
i did a thing /runs away
There she was again, clouding his everything though she wasn’t even here, not in the flesh.
She was always fucking there.
Zuko grunted and braced the heel of his hand against the slick wall, nails scrabbling at the blue tile. Blue, blue just like her fucking eyes; he was drowning in blue, everything was her, and he couldn’t breathe for it. His abdomen tightened up at the memory of their earlier, fleeting contact—her fingers grazing his wrist, just the softest touch of her coarse skin on his—and he breathed ash into the damp air.
Summary: Makoto had always been right.
So I did a thing, and it’s not okay.
(I am so sorry, Tracy. But even though I ship Rin/Haru more, I had too many feels for my second ship not to do this. Blame my plot-bunny-infested brain)
Warning: Character Death, Crossover, *Spoilers for Episode 6 of Free!*
The ocean was terrifying.
Summary: There is a ghost in the mirror. [Sasusaku]
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. Have some fanfic inspired by this picture. Not by that Sasuke in particular, but more like “if Sasuke had a ponytail, it would probably be like this…”
In all honesty, he’d forgotten about it.