Hello everyone, my name is Citrus and I write fanfiction :) You can read them on my AO3 here. I'd love to chat about fic and Waterparks!
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@citrus-swirls
Hello everyone, my name is Citrus and I write fanfiction :) You can read them on my AO3 here. I'd love to chat about fic and Waterparks!
i need everyone to consider mirage is about zombie otto thank you
i haven’t read something this evil in a fucking minute
zombie otto trapped in his inner hallucinations and realizing that it's not right at all and then waking up into his dying body where all he wants to do is eat the loves of his life
why does time heal everything but me.........
i need everyone to consider mirage is about zombie otto thank you
now why am i only just realizing the reality i made in zombie au where the zombies are still people that are alive but just sick . geoffs kill count.................
just made my friend read this and we’ve been discussing nonstop…. one of my fave parx fics ever. your mind..
this is sooo sweet omg thank you !! i did notice a new kudos after logging in for the first time in forever lol it makes me happy people are still reading :')
now why am i only just realizing the reality i made in zombie au where the zombies are still people that are alive but just sick . geoffs kill count.................
pov ur boyfriends boyfriend left you with his boyfriend and he wont stop talking about His New Hit Solo Album
[february 10, 2026]
shoutout to AO3 authors who write 100k fics for free while juggling mental illness, academic burnout, 3 jobs, and a deep-rooted need to fix fictional people.
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It’s a huge secret in my family that I like lemons as decoration. Not because it’s shameful or anything but because I know that if word got out to my grandparents and aunties that I like stuff with lemons on it I’d get nothing but stuff with lemons on it for the rest of eternity. I just enjoy a few things with lemon pattern. I do not want to be flooded with citrus themed kitchenware every Christmas.
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I commented this already but I am vibrating with joy and excitement over peach rings and I have to know what breed of dog Pepper is!!! I work at a Humane Society and I am getting Staffy vibes but I gotta know what you're imagining for her!!!!!!!!!
You are sooo so sweet. Honestly I don't know much about dogs - I googled a lot of dog breeds but then ended just leaving the description vague on purpose to let people fill in the blanks however they pleased. But yeah in googling Staffy that is probably more in line with how she is in my head!
peach rings
“Hi, hi, sorry I’m late, I’m Awsten,” he’s saying enthusiastically.
Geoff shakes his hand, a bit dazed, his eyes acting on their own and following down the line of his neck. His softer jaw flows down, his shirt hugging at his shoulders and chest and dipping into his waist. Geoff might be going insane; he has a vision of grabbing that waist tight and pulling him in close, leaving bruises all over his soft skin. Pushing it this way, and that.
“I’m assuming you’re Mr. Wigington?” Awsten says.
Geoff’s knees go weak, hearing that out of that sweet mouth.
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aka, the guitar instructor au
Chapter 2 is now live, I hope you love it!
Chapter 3, the final chapter, is now LIVE :) This is a major labor of love and I can't believe it's done...
so many people have been telling me they have been staying up until the very wee hours of the morning reading peach rings and I feel so incredibly honored by this
The problem w writing fiction is that you'll be like tee-hee I'm going to write a story about a fucked up little scenario that's got nothing to do with anything in real life, just some pure messed up nonsense, and then you finish it and take a step back and go aw rats I made a metaphor again
peach rings
“Hi, hi, sorry I’m late, I’m Awsten,” he’s saying enthusiastically.
Geoff shakes his hand, a bit dazed, his eyes acting on their own and following down the line of his neck. His softer jaw flows down, his shirt hugging at his shoulders and chest and dipping into his waist. Geoff might be going insane; he has a vision of grabbing that waist tight and pulling him in close, leaving bruises all over his soft skin. Pushing it this way, and that.
“I’m assuming you’re Mr. Wigington?” Awsten says.
Geoff’s knees go weak, hearing that out of that sweet mouth.
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aka, the guitar instructor au
Chapter 2 is now live, I hope you love it!