ft. the works closest to my heart (updated sporadically as my grad work allows :āD)
(all dividers by daisy at @firefly-graphics, edits thrown together by me)
rule 34 & however long I stay --
(a Date Everything duology, Hector x non-binary plus size reader)
rule 34: Reading some of Hector's work leads to you requesting he leaves the safety of the attic to come visit you in your bedroom. (18+, 15.5k-ish.)
however long I stay: Hector, missing you terribly after a longer absence from your life than intended, shows up at a Goth Night event in hopes of seeing you. what follows is perhaps a more complex reunion than he intended. (post-Realization, 19k-ish)
phantom of the archive --
(Date Everything human/grad school au, archivist!Hector x non-binary/plus size reader, 18+)
You are a grad student in your last semester of research, preparing to present the project thatās taken years of your life. Due to a serendipitous accident in scheduling, you find yourself with unfettered access to Hector Valentino Earnesto Castillo: a sweet, poetic archivist who can and will find literally anything you need for your work ā so long as you donāt try to see what he looks like.
The months-long flirtation between the two of you comes to a head one stormy afternoon.
the fic itself
finally, my guide for filtering/avoiding reader fics, for the weak those who insist.
I also have ongoing tags for both my to-be-read list (as I tend to reblog first now so I donāt forget) and fic recs - those are definitely worth checking out for wonderful works by some very talented people!
older/on hiatus works below
from sokovia with love -
Just you, your dissertation research on a country that no longer exists, and Baron Zemo twisting your arm to help him with his latest master plan as the pair of you flee the authorities (and Captain America) across Europe. Really, in a world where half the population can appear and disappear in the blink of an eye, what could go wrong?
The Fic Itself, currently standing at eleven chapters out of fourteen
oneshots set in the same universe as from sokovia with love:
ā¦and everythingās very strange (zombie!au of my own fic, which still needs one of its endings)
mutual frustration (18+, the proof-of-concept sketch that inspired the larger story)
delight in your sweetness (18+, body positivity story for plus size/non-binary reader w/ skin picking issues)
their heartache and their reasons (grief fic, Fatherās Day)
bedside manner (sick fic)
covetousness (18+, Zemo and reader are fully in their possessive era)
and he told me I was holy (18+ for violence, rescue fic)
the urges we canāt admit -Ā
Youāre an experienced practitioner of the sadistic arts at Mrs. Williamsās upper crust establishment of pleasure and pain. Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, renowned Alienist, has sought your services on a word of advice from his former patient. What was intended to be just a working relationship blossoms into something much more - but his latest case raises the stakes for both of you, especially as you try to keep it a secret from prying eyes. (Most of this story is 18+, just fyi.)
The Fic Itself, which has been long in progress.
oneshots set in this universe with the same reader:
hold me tight as I tell myself that you might make sense (18+, Reader and Las talk through a boundary in their relationship
bring me to my knees, make me testify (18+, body worship for Laszlo)
la vie en roseĀ (Laszlo indulges in nice weather, brings you flowers.)
weāll get away with everything (18+, You and Laszlo have been married 20 years. A night out is⦠eventful.)
servatis a maleficum (once again, a zombie!au of my own fic. fight me.)
look alive, sunshine -
(looking for the source on the needlepoint in this edit - if you know it, could you lmk?)
A totally self-indulgent modern grad student!au, which at this point has only be a stand-alone fic - but could do with a continuation or two.
The Fic Itself. (18+ for confessions-of-feelings sex.)
the headcanons that inspired it
the playlist
thanks to everyone whoās read/still reading these fics, I definitely wouldnāt be making this list without yāall š¤ this is half an accountability list of some things I want to work on during my free time, and half just me remembering some of my previous work I really love š„°
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Look I don't love the Star Wars sequels and I'm not clamoring for more Disney star wars movies anytime soon, but I do find it hilarious and heartbreaking that Steven Soderbergh, a truly excellent fimmaker who gave us the Ocean's trilogy and Magic Mike and Erin Brockovich, had a fully finished script for a Kylo Ren follow up movie after his death, and Disney rejected it because it doesn't make sense for him to come back after he died.
genuinely i donāt think itās possible to easily explain the explicit part of online friendships to people who donāt Understand. i donāt mean like, explicit in the sense of āoh youāre sextingā or whatever. no. i mean when you and your friend start gleefully making up explicit sexual scenarios for your shared blorbos and you get giddier and giddier as you add more detail and youāll be grinning at your screen as you type away at mach speeds. and itās entirely nonsexual in an interpersonal sense, youāre not really getting Into it, but ohhhhh itās soooooo fun and satisfying. and you can NEVER tell someone who doesnāt also do this that your mood is actively improved like fivefold because you and your friend played Sexual Tuoys together because theyāll go āwhat the FUCK.ā
i get so emotional every time i think about fanfic culture. it's just so beautiful that people are writing and anonymously posting these thousand-word stories about characters we all love and not even getting any money or public fame from it. it's literally just for the love of the game.
shout out to everyone who participates in fanfic culture, be it reading or writing fanfics. you are contributing to such a lovely thing <3
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
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Fandoms stopped being a fun escape from reality when people started spreading the belief that you should prioritize purity over pleasure and the art you create must be a reflection of your moral standards at all times.
feeling guilty over not working on your fic is so silly if you think about like why are you stressing over the hobby you do in your free time for fun lol wip not whip
sometimes u headcanon a character as a sexuality but then also ship things that contradict that. sometimes you ship things you would NEVER EVER want in canon. this is because these things are fun and silly and not legally binding.
Yeah I don't know where some people got this idea that fanfic is always like, auditioning to replace canon or being posited as "better" than canon, as opposed to people just borrowing the characters to play with in the sandpit for a while before putting them back in their box
draw it bad and draw it weird and draw it catered only to yourself and draw it wobbly and draw it too small and draw it with the default brush and draw it without using references and draw it and leave it unfinished and draw it for the first time and draw it
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sometimes i wonder if we have forgotten that sharing creative work is, fundamentally, a bid for human connection. like I'm not posting art or fic for 'engagement' i'm posting it looking for other sickos to play with! i'd be making it anyway for my own gratification because there's something wrong with me, i'm sharing it hoping we can have something wrong with us together <3
I think people sometimes have differing opinions about what āshippingā entails⦠like if I ship characters itās not that I necessarily think they should have been canon or in a relationship or anything, itās just that I think their dynamic is interesting to explore and I also want to see them kiss a lil
Fandom culture veering into this incessant need to have every little delusion and fantasy confirmed by canon is really what's made "shipping culture" so insufferable. The whole point of shipping is you can literally do whatever you want and explore the dynamics outside of canon. That's the point! You don't need the source material to breastfeed you anything confirming your theories and headcanons. You just need an imagination and an ability to enjoy shit without becoming an insufferable, mushbrained pissbaby when canon doesn't tell you all your delusions are real.
thought about saving this for pride month but what the hell. hereās din and grogu at pride. may the fourth be with you.
free dad hugs is probably out of character but i donāt care. i think heās just accumulated the stickers from random people. anyway shout out of pedro pascal for being cool.
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Hi!!! The new magic the gathering cards have me obsessed with marvel again, and Iāve been rereading from sokovia with love
To this day itās still my favorite fic thing Iāve ever read. I donāt reread things often, but Iāve read this several times (both in part and as a whole). Zemo/grad student still live rent free in my head all these years later š
I just finished chapter 6 and omg that chapter hits so hard with everything that happened later in the story š reader really said āIām not going anywhere now [ā¦] not unless you make meā and Zemo remembered that. And wow itās so apparent in this read through how hard & fast that man fell for the reader. I really hope that he feels the weight of his choices while heās been hiding out. Idk if he managed to keep the photos of the reader that he took this chapter, but I hope he did. He seems like the type of masochist who would hold onto the pictures to remind himself why heās putting both of them through so much pain š
āØanyways⨠I hope you have a great day! Youāre amazing š
^ me upon reading this ask fr
first of all, this is so impossibly sweet. thank you so much for taking the time to write to me and tell me that you not only enjoy this story that has so much of my heart in it, but that you enjoyed it enough to re-read it, and consider it a favorite. š„¹ that had me literally in the stratosphere. I had to wait to come back down within earth's orbit so I could even begin to answer this. š¤š¤š¤
^ this was me, except I was hurtling through space at hundreds of miles an hour!!
from sokovia with love is a story that I still love so incredibly much, and honestly, you're not the only one who's had Zemo haunting their brain again lately!! someone else was kind enough to tell me something similar on AO3, and I'll tell you like I told them: chapter 14 is up and open right now on my laptop, finally, now that I've graduated and have time again š I can't make any promises when exactly it'll get posted (mostly because I'm trying to figure out if it needs to be one chapter or two right now, sooooo much is happening bc I feel the need to catch up to what all's been in my brain this whole time), but I have a goal date in mind, and I'm doing my best to meet it!!
I really appreciate your observation on everything that comes after 6. :3c I know Zemo as I write him likes to pretend he's very methodical and detached, but let's be real: the man's a capital-L Lover. he missed being in love. he missed having that warmth and stability to come home to, when he lost Carl and Heike. he wouldn't have torn the avengers apart from the inside if it hadn't been the center of his world, y'know?
and in the grad student, I like to think he met someone who was not only dedicated to the point of believing in their work over their own health and safety (creating a form of mirror for himself, in a way), he remembered what it felt like to want to care for someone again. especially when that person has a problem accepting care or thinking it's transactional; he sees being able to anticipate their needs and reassure them as a sort of challenge, almost. he's used to having money and resources; to be able to show someone else his generosity, and more importantly, his devotion, is an ultimate use of that.
I can't tell you too much about his end of things yet (there's a happening at the beginning of the next chapter that makes it. A Bit Difficult. you'll see :'D), but rest assured, he definitely would have held on to those photos somehow. Zemo with his person is openly affectionate, a true romantic once he finally decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace what's in front of him. but Zemo away from his person? he's somehow even worse.
he was a masochist about it, no doubt. imagine only being able to see the center of your world through a two-way mirror, and they have no idea you're ever there. they're even furious with you about it, and you can hear every angry word they say, until eventually they stop talking about you one day and finally move on (or so you think) and you just. have to watch them go.
one of the songs I have on my playlist for this chapter (I've made so many playlists for this fic, even when I haven't posted a chapter in forever, and the majority of them are private just bc there's a truly alarming amount OTL) has part of a chorus that's like "I keep one in the chamber/I keep one for myself/I keep one of your pictures/So I'll see you in hell" and I think that absolutely sums up his state of mind after he took off with Walker and the Contessa after the gala. ā ( į ćā )_ so good call on your part, you nailed the vibe perfectly!!! š¤
thank you again for sending this, for real. š¤ I hope you're having a great day, and I think you're amazing! š„°āØ
AO3 does not live in āthe cloudā because that is other peopleās computers, and other peopleās computers are vulnerable to censorship.
AO3 is on its own computers. It does still have to be housed somewhere, and I suppose a determined enough hater could try to find that place and go after it, but itās a lot harder than sending spurious complaints to Amazon or whomever going āBadWrong things are hosted on your cloud service!ā
When people involved with AO3 talk about āthe cost of serversā they donāt mean āthe cost to pay Amazon for space on their servers.ā They mean, like, the cost to physically own them, and eventually replace them with new ones. And the operating costs to run them.
AO3 is not āin the cloud.ā AO3 is stored on physical machines that the OTW owns.
While this is not a solution that can work for everyone who wants to deal with controversial content, it is why AO3ple sneer at alt-righters who complain about getting thrown off hosting platforms.
BecauseĀ I want us to own the goddamned servers, ok? Because I want a place where we canāt beĀ TOSedĀ and where no one can turn the lights off or try to dictate to us what kind of stories we can tell each other.