so i'm late. kill me. have some more of what i cranked out of aneurysm fic (it's gonna be alright piece by piece) tonight (one day i'll get this chapter finished):

“F-fucking h-hurts,” he stammers, pressing his back hard into the hospital bed. 

“More atenolol,” Dr. Tomlin orders. “And a dose of Ativan. And when was his last done of hydromorphone?” 

The nurses bustle around Dr. Tomlin, talking over one another, and then a moment later, several syringes are passed off to him. He twists one into Evan’s line and then squeezes his hand lightly as he starts injecting it. 

“Atenolol first,” he says, stroking the back of Evan’s hand with his thumb. Evan looks over at him, his expression entirely miserable as several tears roll down his cheeks. “I know. We’re going to get this under control, okay?” 

Tommy watches both of them, stroking Evan’s head with his free hand as his heart rate comes down. Dr. Tomlin swaps the syringes, grabbing Evan’s hand again as he injects it. 

🐺🌕 and 👄🩸 pleeeease

WIP Weekend

Okay so confession, I did a Make Me Write post back in October, and didn't fullfill all of my writing demands because I was in a rut. Mads commented a request for Stissy & Vamp Verse back then so I'm gonna give them all of their snippets in this post!

Werewolf Steve, Vamp Verse, Stissy Fic let's GOOOO!!!

Snippets below the cut:

Thanks to @mossrose10 for tagging me!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

83

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

665k

3. What fandoms do you write for?.

Only Marvel (so far) and mostly just Irondad.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Emergency Contacts Flash gets a hold of Peter's phone at a party, and can only access the emergency contacts. Parker has a "Dad" listed in there, but Flash knows his dad died. As a joke, in the heat of the moment, he texts a ransom message to that contact. He didn't expect a very angry Iron Man to show up minutes later.

Cutting Remarks Peter Parker's field trip ends up being at Stark Industries, thanks to a little push from Pepper. Peter makes Tony promise to stay out of it, but Tony has never been great at keeping his distance. FRIDAY basically calls him a stalker. Kids are mean. Peter is self-sacrificing. You know, the usual.

Better Than I Was Rhodey makes it down to the Tower for a visit, and to meet the "intern" Tony has been so busy with, and is surprised by what he finds there.

Sick Day Shouldas Tony gets a call from Peter's school, asking him to pick Peter up because of a migraine, which turns out to be a result of his senses being haywire.

Outside Insights Since he had a head injury that prompted observation for 24 hours, Peter ends up having to shadow Tony as he attends to some SI business. It happens to be "Family Day," and lots of people are confused about the relationship between Mr. Stark and the kid he brought with him.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try hard to respond to every comment. But sometimes I get woefully behind! :( (Like right now!)

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Do any of my fics have angsty endings? Not really... Maybe Near-Arctic Adventures would count with Rhodey's musings at the end, and looking at the series possibly ending in "Infinity War" happening.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my fics have happy endings... I'm going to randomly pick Birthday Breakout.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not so far. A little constructive criticism here and there. :)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I have not. I don't usually read them either.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't think so.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet, though we've talked about it a bunch of times, haha. I've co-brainstormed a bunch, and written a few of those!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

The platonic Peter Parker & Tony Stark one is probably my favorite, but I've liked lots of them in the past. :) Lois/Clark in Lois & Clark: the New Adventures of Superman, Edward/Bella, Jasper/Alice, Spock/Uhura, (that was cheating, wasn't it...)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I don't have any WIPs I don't think I'll finish, unless it's the AU of my soulmates AU that I started. I don't know if I'll ever post it, therefore I'll probably never finish it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Grammar and spelling, attention to body language, fun dialogue.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Rambling about things that aren't that interesting, not great at cutting stuff out after I write it. (I'm crap at "killing my darlings.")

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I do some in Italian for Peter and Tony in Hardly Coincidence and the rest of the soulmate universe, but I usually switch to English and just indicate that they're speaking Italian for anything very long. (It has also inspired me to study Italian on Duolingo though, and I have a 225 day streak!)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I tried writing a Pern fanfiction (Anne McCaffrey's Dragonriders) at least 20 years ago. It wasn't good. I didn't make it past the first chapter, and didn't try again until I was almost 40...

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

How am I supposed to answer that? If I was cheating I'd pick the whole Strands in the Rope series, but maybe Visiting Hours is my favorite standalone.

Tagged by: @bluemaskedkarma (Thank you! Sorry for the late response. I had no service because there is nothing in North Dakota and I will die on this hill.)

Tagging: Aw man. I don't think I know that many people. Curse me and my longwinded nonsense. @spacecase42 @littledumplingwrites @theshinylizard @fieldoffantasies @catsnkooks @flowerparrish @kbirbpods @kittonafoxgirl

Rules: Post the last line you wrote and then try to tag as many people as there are words!

Last Line:

oh boy you really had to get my gears turning huh 

USJ. 

Midoriya’s eyes were trained on the familiar face. His classmates’ worried chatter escaped him, drowned out by the roar of a million thoughts rushing through one after the other. 

He knew this man. 

Aizawa leapt into the swarms of criminals armed to the teeth, and Midoriya wanted to call out to him, to warn him—his quirk. The man’s quirk. 

He knew what it was. Intimately. He’d used it himself, once.

But he didn’t call out in time. Aizawa was gone, off to face the man with the familiar face. 

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Midoriya had scars on his neck. 

Sores always appeared and always ached. No matter what he did, he’d always wake up with a few more. 

It must have been an unconscious thing he did in his sleep, he decided. He couldn’t stop what was out of his control. 

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In middle school, Midoriya’s teacher was overly fond of the idea that no one was entirely the sum of their experiences. 

“Most of who we are comes from the amalgamation of others’ thoughts and experiences,” he’d said repeatedly. “Think critically of yourself—how much are you truly your raw self?” 

Midoriya thought it was foolish. 

(At first.)

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The sludge villain attack changed everything. 

Midoriya watched as the hooded figure disappeared from the street, white hair peeking out from underneath. 

“Found you,” he’d said, smiling, red eyes gleaming, and then the sludge disappeared into a pile of ash, empty, unmoving. 

Unnaturally still. 

Midoriya felt nauseous.  

“Have you ever dreamed of killing someone before?” one of Midoriya’s classmates asked the day after. 

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He had. 

Once. 

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USJ. 

Midoriya stood protectively in front of his bleeding teacher. The Nomu hovered right in front of him, the threat of death on its reared fists, paused in action. 

The man with the familiar face had called off the Nomu’s attack. 

Midoriya knew him by name. Knew his goals. Knew his ally, Kurogiri, and the grim presence of the man he called ‘sensei’. Knew of the quirk he had been forced to use. 

Once. 

Every night, he’d taken the name and role of this man, had experienced the world through the eyes of the villain, had lived the life he would have never otherwise lived. 

“Dreams have untold ramifications, Tomura,” Sensei had told Midoriya once, when he was twelve, when he was once again in the wrong body. “It would be best if you tread lightly.”

The man with the familiar face’s eyes were blazing. He scratched at his neck angrily. Bloody sores identical to Midoriya’s own littered his dry, flaky skin. 

The name Shigaraki hovered on Midoriya’s tongue. 

There were so many things he wished to say. 

I know who you are.

You don’t have to do this. 

I can help you. 

Sensei can’t control you forever. 

Shigaraki only said one: 

“You.” 

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If I put out a game like an ask my characters anything or something along those lines, would you guys do it?

I just want to interact more with you guys and give you guys what you want. I just don't know what that is all the time.

I just wanna loooooovvvveeeee youuuuuu.

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