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riya | 24 | she/her | ao3

[analogoose]

my writing

making this to keep pinned. this list isn't exhaustive, it's just a collection of my recent in-progress works and completed ones.

THE PITT

touch me with lightning - trinity learning to love and be loved. garsantos situationship to relationship. current chapter count: 8/10

sui generis - the Fourth of July passes and Yolanda is left with some regrets. complete

KPDH

faultlines au (wip) - chaebols arranged marriage rumira almost-divorce au. eventual polytrix. read excerpts here : 1 //

WARRIOR NUN

carnivorous saints - avatrice vampire/werewolf au. they work in a slaughterhouse and smoke weed. collab with @terrornothorror, see their beautiful art: (1), (2). tw: animal gore/death. complete

heart on the line - avatrice, underground streetfighter au. complete

god trick - sister beatrice character study. complete

a home wrecked with love - avatrice, Switzerland slice-of-life collection

for more works: find my ao3 here

[retropopcult]

Snoopy button, 1969

[herowyn]

5 0    Y E A R S    A G O

[tacitryn]

[my-dads-a-lawyer]

Maybe they could heal each other

[veggiesforpresident]

honestly one of my favorite things about fanfic is when you can see the canon influences come out in really subtle ways. like a canon line thats mentioned once as a throwaway is suddenly the entire premise for a fic or it influences the characterization or something. its just so cool to see how people weave their ideas around a source material, especially if its not a detail i'd thought about before

[womanguy]

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

[amazingtoysandgifts]

sorry to my bloodline but its over

[altsgarsantos]

THE PITT EP 2.06

[soracities]

“It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.”

— Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water

[softavasilva]

#AVATRICE at all times: must keep my hands on her!!

WARRIOR NUN (2020-) SEASON TWO | dir. Simon Barry

[greeniery]

mommy needs her head smashed in with a brick

[mantisdepot]

they are best friends

[analogoose]

sui generis (1/1)

“You look like you got everything you wanted,” Trinity had said to her once, panting. Her skin glowing orange in the warm light of Yolanda’s bedroom.

Yolanda had only smirked, taken Trinity’s hand in hers and licked her fingers clean.

She should have said it then. Should have told her the truth. No, Trinity. No, Yolanda tells her now. She thinks of being halved then doubled, of being two things at once and still wanting more than you should. She thinks of swallowing spoiled meat and pretending it doesn’t sour everything inside of you.

— Or: The Fourth of July passes and Yolanda is left with some regrets.

read on ao3

[draculagerard]

woke deadbeat father: i'm just going to get some oat milk

[analogoose]

sui generis (1/1)

“You look like you got everything you wanted,” Trinity had said to her once, her skin glowing orange in the warm light of Yolanda’s bedroom.

Yolanda had only smirked, taken Trinity’s hand in hers and licked her fingers clean.

She should have said it then. Should have told her the truth. No, Trinity. No, Yolanda tells her now. She thinks of being halved then doubled, of being two things at once and still wanting more than you should. She thinks of swallowing spoiled meat and pretending it doesn’t sour everything inside of you.

— Or: The Fourth of July passes and Yolanda is left with some regrets.

read on ao3

[firstfullmoon]

Maria Gray, “[Years of pelvic floor therapy]”