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My Fanfic Master List

https://archiveofourown.org/users/DinaThePuppet

I consider myself to be a dramatic writer with an ironic bend. Hopefully, as this list expands, my writing will improve.

Three Ladies with Guns — Cowgirltrix AU

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79667931/chapters/209046716

A KPDH polytrix western AU. Two cowgirls Rumi and Mira, on the way back to their aunt’s farm after their last cattle drive, find trouble in a saloon. Rated T, 58k words, completed.

McDemon Hunters

https://archiveofourown.org/works/83741121

A canon compliant (?) KPDH one-shot comedic crack fic. While Huntrix films a corporate advertisement for a certain fast food company, behind the scenes, Bobby nearly loses his mind. Rated G, 2.2k words.

The Big Suck of Life

https://archiveofourown.org/works/85243656

A canon compliant Mixtape (2026) one-shot hatefic. Rockford, now in her late 30s, returns home to attend the funeral of a friend who has died of a drug overdose, and must face the reality that she is no longer a kid in high school. Rated T, 2.4k words.

Turnabout Ironsides

https://archiveofourown.org/works/82166201

A Better Call Saul x Ace Attorney murder mystery court drama, currently on indefinite hiatus. 40 years after Breaking Bad, Officer Kaylee Ehrmantraut is accused of murdering a retired police captain. Phoenix x Maya and Wrightworth sprinkled in like a fine seasoning. I’ve written up to the end of Act 1. I’d like to avoid leaving fics unfinished, so I might revisit it someday. Rated T, 11k words, incomplete.

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

The first two chapters of my Polytrix Rallying AU are now up. Hope you guys enjoy!

#fanfic #ao3 #kpop demon hunters #polytrix #yuri #poly yuri #rally racing

incorrectpasswordip

something dreadfully homosexual

the-pomnisuitjax

Girlhood is a spectrum;

I’m going to cook Celine alive in a boiling pot of angst

#fanfic #kpop demon hunters

zzoupz

anime girl pose

lilcuspids

polytrix but they're cowgirls ok bye

lilcuspids

every day i play stardew for like 5 hours and then draw yuri

paper-mache-stars

been thinking about grace and adrian being alike

zer0caffeine

Original post by @morallygrayautisticscientist here, this post was so funny I decided to draw it lol.

For those of you who joked about Stratt projecting her period cramps on Grace, I drew that too here.

Panel by panel below:

liynno

thank you brain rumi

kianamaiart

real life college losers

Three Ladies with Guns — Cowgirltrix AU

Here’s a little preview:

Chapter 1 - A Game of Cards in the Saloon

It was around sunset when the two cowgirls Rumi and Mira walked through the front door of the saloon, cowboy hats on their heads, pistols hanging in the holsters at their hips. They looked around. In one corner sat a piano manned by a plump, jolly fellow playing a jaunty tune, a cloud of tobacco smoke hanging over the patrons, muffling their talks. In the other corner, a crowd had formed around one of the tables. The two cowgirls went to buy drinks and to pay for a room for the night.

They sat at the bar. Mira asked the bartender, "What's going on over there?"

It was a busy night for the bartender, so he said quickly, "Some fellas came in from out of town, set up a game of cards." Then he set down their ales and moved to attend to another pair of customers.

A wide smile split Rumi's face. She turned excitedly in her seat to face her partner. Mira picked up her mug, took a sip of her drink, then placed it back on the bar table.

"No," said Mira.

"What?" said Rumi.

"I said no.”

"I haven't asked yet!"

"You were going to. The answer's no."

"Aw, Mira! Why not?"

"We've just been paid for the season. And we still need to get back to your aunt." Mira took a sip of her drink. "And if you lose all your money, I'd be using up my pay to take care of you."

Rumi replied, "First of all, the best time to spend money is after you've been paid. Second of all, Aunt Celine can't tell us what to do with our money. And third of all, if you'll recall, last time I played cards, I didn't lose any money at all!"

"You broke even," said Mira. "Barely."

"Exactly," said Rumi.

"Which started a bar fight."

"That wasn't my fault."

"Uh huh."

"That guy was asking for a beat down."

Mira took another sip of her drink.

"Come on, Mira." Rumi was beginning to pout. "Please?"

"No."

Rumi's shoulders slumped, dejected. She glumly stared into her glass of ale, her long fingers turning the sweating mug around on the wooden bar, rotating it around with no intention to drink. She heaved a deep sigh. Then exhaled another deep sigh. Rumi turned to Mira again, no words, just a deep pout, doing her best impression of a wounded puppy.

"No," said Mira. "Drink your ale."

Once again, Rumi sighed. She rotated the mug some more, slowly, in increments. The glass scraped against the wood.

"Oh my God," said Mira. "Fine. Fine! You'll pay the minimum amount, you'll play some hands, and when you're done, you're done. No re-buys, no asking me for money. Got it?"

"Yay!" exclaimed Rumi, throwing her arms around the other cowgirl and laughing, knocking Mira's cowboy hat askew. Mira blushed lightly at the sudden affection. "When I win a bunch of money, I'll buy you something nice, okay?" Then Rumi picked up her mug and marched to the card game in the corner. Mira, picking up her own drink, followed behind.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79667931/chapters/209046716