The Girl Abides

32. Writer. Amateur cosplayer. The worst kind of hipster. Journalism and science nerd. Video game nerd. Fanfiction nerd. Nerd in general.  I'm sad hanar can't wear sweaters.

[alien-ariel7]

Heart Transplant, the Revolving Door, Chapter 2: Fighting Ghosts | Archive of Our Own

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“You need someone to show you the ropes, teach you how to keep from getting eaten by the wildlife or flayed alive by raiders... and how to—”

“How to live with being... a ghoul,” Thaddeus cut her off, and her smile grew. It didn’t sting as much to say it when she obviously didn’t think less of him for it.

“And I need someone to watch my back, split the night watch so I can actually get sleep for once, tell me jokes and laugh at my stupid stories,” she rambled, trying to avoid her own point. But eventually she sighed at herself and said what she really meant: “I need someone to help keep me human. And I’ve got a good feeling you fit the bill.”

Thaddeus couldn’t remember the last time he’d ever “fit the bill” for anything.

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If there was one benefit to an ex-Brotherhood squire very probably becoming a ghoul, it was certainly that it would give Thaddeus all the time in the world he needed to mold himself into whatever shape Katya needed.

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heeeeere's chapter 2! Gosh, two 10k-ish chapters in a week. I'm on a roll that definitely, super duper has no end in sight. Right? We'll see!

[alien-ariel7]

Heart Transplant, the Revolving Door, Chapter 1: The Next 200 Years | Archive of Our Own

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“You need someone to show you the ropes, teach you how to keep from getting eaten by the wildlife or flayed alive by raiders... and how to—”

“How to live with being... a ghoul,” Thaddeus cut her off, and her smile grew. It didn’t sting as much to say it when she obviously didn’t think less of him for it.

“And I need someone to watch my back, split the night watch so I can actually get sleep for once, tell me jokes and laugh at my stupid stories,” she rambled, trying to avoid her own point. But eventually she sighed at herself and said what she really meant: “I need someone to help keep me human. And I’ve got a good feeling you fit the bill.”

Thaddeus couldn’t remember the last time he’d ever “fit the bill” for anything.

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If there was one benefit to an ex-Brotherhood squire very probably becoming a ghoul, it was certainly that it would give Thaddeus all the time in the world he needed to mold himself into whatever shape Katya needed.

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this here's my little piece of Something No One Asked For--written for myself and the other random handful of people that also got a little mushy about Thaddeus post-season 2 of the show. Enjoy! <3

[alien-ariel7]

To Owe and To Own [Palia] | Archive of Our Own

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She was short of patience and loud of mouth, like most humans were. She was always on the move, always apparently late to be somewhere else, always rushing off into the Bahari wilds to do whatever it was her kind got up to out there. Except when she’d come down here, to the Underground, to park herself at the hotpot tables to gamble away almost every single hour of her night. Zeki couldn’t (wouldn’t) ever complain, because—and he might not even deny it if he was ever asked—she was his favorite.

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Zeki is soft on Jova in every measurable manner, but his little pet human maybe wishes he'd be a bit harder on her—at least in one particular way.

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ahhhhhhhh returning to make a cross-post after being away from tumblr for years now is so alarming; i feel so goddamn old. But I worked really hard on this one-shot and feel compelled to put it out there, in case other folks might enjoy.

although calling a 15k word count fic a one-shot might be pushing the term, even for me. Oh well. The more chapters I have to commit myself to, the more likely it becomes that I never actually finish.

[oqossum-art]

So there is a podcast called rated T for F word and they took Skin Deep and a few other fics and insulted what I wrote? Whether it’s good or not I don’t really care, but that story brought me a lot of friends and a community when I really needed it.

It was only a small segment where it was mentioned but yeah. I just woke up and this was what I found out. xD

So having something I look back on fondly being ripped into doesn’t really feel good.

Post cast is here:

‎Rated T for F Word: 005: The Soulmate Goose of Enforcement στο Apple Podcasts

‎Εκπομπή Rated T for F Word, επεισόδιο 005: The Soulmate Goose of Enforcement - 24 Απρ 2021

See if they’ve spoken about any of yours ?

[oqossum]

@alien-ariel7 I feel like what you’re saying about peoples work , that they do for free, for pleasure and hobbies, is super shitty. If it was something you pay for fine but to actively seek out and rip on peoples work that they put time and effort into is not cool. Just so you know.

[alien-ariel7]

@oqossum-art @oqossum Hey folks! Let me first apologize that you were upset to be included in our podcast; I wanted to put it out there right away that if you're not cool with that and want this episode taken down, I will absolutely do that. We aren't posting any more and this was just a 10-episode passion project. I'd be glad to do it if that clears the air.

I do want to say however, "Skin Deep" was actually featured as a recommendation because I liked it. I actually read your fic before the podcast was even an idea. And I wanted to check, but I did actually leave kudos on it too.

I understand the immediate response here, because most folks who do podcasts about fics are attacking them. Let me be clear and succinct in saying that was not what our pod was. It was started as a way to show my fiancé, who has no idea what fic is like, some of the tropes fic writers use to make fun content for their communities. I am a fic writer, I love that community. And I wanted to share that love with my fiancé, as well as anyone who may also be curious but doesn't know where to start.

Again, if you'd like to be removed, I will take the episode down. They aren't monetized and I also mention in the first episode that we were never going to monetize. We haven't really even seen any traction on this, it was just a fun thing for my friends to listen to.

Thank you!

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The pain was not what woke him, but it ended as his eyes flashed open—red, but not bloodshot. Dark, deep red—like wine, like velvet, like drying blood splashed across skin.

Asleep or awake, dead or alive. Nothing meant anything, aside from the Hunger. There was never a moment without it now.

And, like a thrall, like a thoughtless shambler, the Hunger compelled Eddie to move—hands to grasp the makeshift and forgotten spear beside him, his arms to shoulder his shield, his legs to stumble forward into the unknown—and to find the thing that would quiet the need inside him.

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What would happen if vampire!Eddie very suddenly, very unexpectedly, discovered he maybe kind of potentially has a thing for tentacles?

A hate-fuck, obviously. A hate-fuck that each person involved is trying to convince himself is, somehow, getting him more than just getting him off.

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A fun little oneshot a friend commission from me! This was a neat little experiment for me (not the monsterfucker part, that I am very comfortable with), but just with a pairing (or just smut) I don’t actually do myself. But I think it turned out great! Good to know that if I really put my mind to write something, I can totally figure out it along the way.

[horrorsoflife]

[gunsandfireandshit]

Women fear me, fish want me

[cipheramnesia]

At last, the blow fish.

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m only going to give you the chance to introduce yourself properly once. If you don’t… well, I’ll know that you don’t plan to be honest with me and I won’t bother to come back.”

He stares at me and his eyes, already naturally large and a bit protuberant, widen just a fraction more. I can practically see a retort forming in his mouth—no doubt some version of ‘you already know my name because I’ve given it countless times now.’ But he stops himself and instead asks, “Why are you making this sound like a game?”

“You can think of it like that, sure,” I say, moving to stand in front of him so as to be farther away from the door. His eyes watch as my hips lean back against the gun shelves, then return to my face as I continue, “So, then, let’s call your ‘prize’ for being honest… my real name.”

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Four times DJ impresses Ben, and the one time he actually does something about it. “With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.”

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heyyyyy friends! back again with another chapter (and this one’s my favorite!). i feel like i probably say that every time i post, but this one is legit the best one. and it’s 42 pages long in Word, so it has to be good. you can’t argue that logic. enjoy!!

[chimo-ver2]

You’d be dead where you stand

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m only going to give you the chance to introduce yourself properly once. If you don’t… well, I’ll know that you don’t plan to be honest with me and I won’t bother to come back.”

He stares at me and his eyes, already naturally large and a bit protuberant, widen just a fraction more. I can practically see a retort forming in his mouth—no doubt some version of ‘you already know my name because I’ve given it countless times now.’ But he stops himself and instead asks, “Why are you making this sound like a game?”

“You can think of it like that, sure,” I say, moving to stand in front of him so as to be farther away from the door. His eyes watch as my hips lean back against the gun shelves, then return to my face as I continue, “So, then, let’s call your ‘prize’ for being honest… my real name.”

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Four times DJ impresses Ben, and the one time he actually does something about it. “With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.”

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hey everybody! sorry about the late posting on this one, got distracted preparing for a con this weekend and finishing up my cosplays. hope you all enjoy! stay safe and have a great week. :)

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m only going to give you the chance to introduce yourself properly once. If you don’t… well, I’ll know that you don’t plan to be honest with me and I won’t bother to come back.”

He stares at me and his eyes, already naturally large and a bit protuberant, widen just a fraction more. I can practically see a retort forming in his mouth—no doubt some version of ‘you already know my name because I’ve given it countless times now.’ But he stops himself and instead asks, “Why are you making this sound like a game?”

“You can think of it like that, sure,” I say, moving to stand in front of him so as to be farther away from the door. His eyes watch as my hips lean back against the gun shelves, then return to my face as I continue, “So, then, let’s call your ‘prize’ for being honest… my real name.”

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Four times DJ impresses Ben, and the one time he actually does something about it. “With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.”

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hey yall! got a storm movin in through my state soon, so I’m posting now just in case we lose power. keep me and everyone here in your thoughts, especially if you’re lucky and live in a place like the island and don’t get snow lol

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m only going to give you the chance to introduce yourself properly once. If you don’t… well, I’ll know that you don’t plan to be honest with me and I won’t bother to come back.”

He stares at me and his eyes, already naturally large and a bit protuberant, widen just a fraction more. I can practically see a retort forming in his mouth—no doubt some version of ‘you already know my name because I’ve given it countless times now.’ But he stops himself and instead asks, “Why are you making this sound like a game?”

“You can think of it like that, sure,” I say, moving to stand in front of him so as to be farther away from the door. His eyes watch as my hips lean back against the gun shelves, then return to my face as I continue, “So, then, let’s call your ‘prize’ for being honest… my real name.”

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Four times DJ impresses Ben, and the one time he actually does something about it. “With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.”

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i could heckin use some smiles today after the morning I’ve had, so we postin early today. hope yall enjoy!

[windewehn]

my favourite genre of tumblr posts? well,

hellsite (affectionate)

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m only going to give you the chance to introduce yourself properly once. If you don’t… well, I’ll know that you don’t plan to be honest with me and I won’t bother to come back.”

He stares at me and his eyes, already naturally large and a bit protuberant, widen just a fraction more. I can practically see a retort forming in his mouth—no doubt some version of ‘you already know my name because I’ve given it countless times now.’ But he stops himself and instead asks, “Why are you making this sound like a game?”

“You can think of it like that, sure,” I say, moving to stand in front of him so as to be farther away from the door. His eyes watch as my hips lean back against the gun shelves, then return to my face as I continue, “So, then, let’s call your ‘prize’ for being honest… my real name.”

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Four times DJ impresses Ben, and the one time he actually does something about it. “With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.”

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hey hey back for chapter 2! I almost forgot and then my boyfriend randomly reminded me it’s wednesday, so i ended up not forgetting and here we are. hope you enjoy! I love this chapter tbh.

[alien-ariel7]

Concept image for the newest OC for my current WIP, a Lost (Ben Linus) fic: Alarmingly Timeless.

DJ was created so long ago that I honestly don’t remember many interesting anecdotes from the time when I was trying to come up with ideas for her. She’s so fully realized for me now, because I’ve just spent so much time with her in my head. I do know that I desperately wanted to give her piercings, especially a lip stud. I wanted to give her nervous ticks and--considering I myself had recently started wearing a lip ring--biting at a piercing that ought not be bit just seemed like the best idea. Oh, but the one thing I do vividly remember: I had a full on crisis when I realized I gave this girl blonde hair. You know. Because Ben Linus isn’t already inextricably linked to women with blonde hair. No problems here.

Unfortunately I don’t have a link for the maker because I legit can’t remember where I found this one, and I’m also 97% certain it ran on Flash anyway.

[alien-ariel7]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m only going to give you the chance to introduce yourself properly once. If you don’t... well, I’ll know that you don’t plan to be honest with me and I won’t bother to come back.”

He stares at me and his eyes, already naturally large and a bit protuberant, widen just a fraction more. I can practically see a retort forming in his mouth—no doubt some version of 'you already know my name because I’ve given it countless times now.' But he stops himself and instead asks, “Why are you making this sound like a game?”

“You can think of it like that, sure,” I say, moving to stand in front of him so as to be farther away from the door. His eyes watch as my hips lean back against the gun shelves, then return to my face as I continue, “So, then, let’s call your ‘prize’ for being honest... my real name.”

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Four times DJ impresses Ben, and the one time he actually does something about it. “With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.”

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I am tentatively posting again, but not sure how long I’ll be able to keep it up for. Got some WIPs I’d like to get back to, some new ideas I’m flirting with (hello bruno madrigal, yeah?), and this fic that’s been sitting in my drafts for actual years. I’m proud of it, and I wanted to post it. So here goes!

[normal-horoscopes]

You fanfiction people are insane. Y'all will say shit like "I hate writing original fiction, I prefer it when the characters have an established dynamic." And then headcannon the characters to where their dynamic is completely different.

[normal-horoscopes]

"I like fanfiction because using an established world is a good shorthand for other readers!" And then write shit like "The avengers but they're actually the starving orphaned children of a kindly french barrel maker during the 30 years war."

[spookygrantaire]

@alien-ariel7

[alien-ariel7]

this is because I made my own Undertale AU, isn't it?

[write-on-world]

[evilkitten3]

[spookygrantaire]

@itsanerdlife @alien-ariel7