FanFic Excerpts

just a blog where I post some of the stuff I read

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When reading fanfic keep in mind that for professional literature: 

Short story: under 7,500

Novelette: between 7,500 and 17,500

Novella: between 17,500 and 40,000

Novel: over 40,000

Fics over 40k are literally a novel written and shared for free.  If you have written a 40k+ fic, you have literally written a novel.

[fake-starwars-fan]

Yep. In addition, chapters in published novels are generally around 3,000 words in length.

Fanfic writers go hard.

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

It's the beginning of second year and there's something off about Harry. His friends have noticed, his classmates have noticed, hell, even Severus Snape has noticed. Meanwhile, some new information has come to light that leads to Dumbledore asking something of his Potions Master, something Severus isn't quite sure he's qualified for. Nevertheless, Severus attempts to protect Harry from the threat of outside forces and maybe even face some demons that are a little closer to home.

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Kisame grinned as Manda simply stared down at the hissing teen, a look of shock on the serpentine visage. Orochimaru, perched on the snakes’ head, was looking madder by the second as Manda began to hiss back. The look of shock on Jiraiya’s face was rather amusing too. And then, to everyone’s amazement, Manda vanished from under Orochimaru, leaving him to fall to the ground. Harry had a rather satisfied smirk on his face as the sannin glared at him.  “Oh sorry, did you need that snake?” He asked cheekily, making Itachi snort softly.

— Dreams v2 chapter 19, a harry potter fanfic | Archive of Our Own

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One more corner and a black robed bat-like professor appeared from the shadows, dark eyebrows rising upon spotting us."What is going on here?"I moved my hands to clap the students on the back, sparing a moment to be annoyed that they were taller than me."These two were in a broom closet. From the sound of it they were cleaning the place rather vigorously but it is after curfew so I'm afraid that had to end."My faux sad expression was met with two incredulous looks and that damned eyebrow staying in the same place.I sighed,"Whatever, they're yours now, have fun."

— Switching Sides chapter 8, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction 

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Consider Me Seduced

I was fiddling with my lute when I felt him come in through the window. I smiled as I brought my gaze up to his. There wasn’t exactly a scowl on his face, like there usually was. His expression was softer than usual as well. But I was getting used to seeing him like that – it was the expression he usually wore when we were alone after all.

“Hey,” I said with a small blush on my face. I had plans for this evening after all and I was feeling jittery.

“Hey,” he replied with a small quirk of his lips.

“You do know that you can come in through the front doors, right?” I asked him with a mischievous grin.

“Yes,” he replied, “but where’s the fun in that?”

True. I always liked sneaking into my home through the windows as well. It meant less nagging by dear old mother.

“I have a gift for you,” I said, steeling my nerves.

“Oh?” he said with a surprised blink of his eyes.

“It’s not a material gift,” I hurried to explain, feeling my tongue get stuck in my mouth. I always started rambling when I was nervous. “I wrote a song for you.”

“You and your music,” he said with an indulgent smile. Not that he minded it; I know he liked it when I hummed and sang when we were alone.

“You know you love it, really,” I replied with a roll of my eyes.

“All right then, let’s hear it,” he said, sitting on the window sill and getting himself comfortable.

Well, it was now or never. I took a deep a breath and started plucking the chords on the lute. When I first heard the song in my world, it quickly became my favourite song of all times. When I thought of it now, in this world, I thought it was perfect for what I was trying to say to Fenris without chickening out of it.

“If I would tell you how much you mean to me, I think you wouldn't understand it. So I'll wait, I'll wait until this day comes, when you will understand me.

But I can't help myself, I can't stop myself, I am going crazy. And I can't stop myself, cannot control myself, I am going crazy.”

This was the moment I was preparing myself for. Mentally I took a deep breath and locked my eyes with Fenris’s. I wanted to show him I was serious about this. About us. I could see his whole body go stiff as a board. His expression was showing just how surprised he was. I normally didn’t see this side of him – a vulnerable, insecure one. However, with my face on fire, I plunged ahead with my song. It was my confession after all. And my voice was shaking a bit. Great.

“And I love you, I want you, I wanna talk to you, I wanna be with you. And I love you, I want you, I wanna talk to you, I wanna be with you.

I cannot change it, I'm sure not making it - one big hell of a fuss. I cannot turn my back, I’ve got to face the fact, life without you is hazy.

And I love you, I want you, I wanna talk to you, I wanna be with you. And I love you, I want you, I wanna talk to you, I wanna be with you.”

Here I couldn’t keep eye contact with him anymore and turned my eyes downwards to the Lute.

“Kiss me, thrill me, don't say goodbye. Hold me, love me, don't say goodbye. Ooooooh, don't say goodbye.

But I can't help myself, and I can't stop myself, I am going crazy. I cannot turn my back, I’ve got to face the fact, life without you is hazy.

And I love you, I want you, I wanna talk to you, I wanna be with you. And I love you, I want you, I wanna talk to you, I wanna be with you.

Ooooh, ooooh, kiss me goodbye.”

There was silence in the room as I put my Lute down and started fiddling with my fingers waiting for his reaction. I was suddenly feeling very shy and nervous, like a woman before she was about to lose her virginity… which was actually what I was planning on doing tonight if all went well.

The silence stretched for a few minutes and I grew scared. Did he leave and I didn’t hear him? I chanced a quick look upwards towards his last known location and saw him standing there watching me with the most intense look on his face I have ever seen him wear before.

“Fen-” I tried to say, but his name was cut off from my lips as he suddenly appeared in front of me and took my lips into his possession. The kiss I received was different than the other kisses we shared. It wasn’t tentative, shy, nor was it gentle. It was hungry, passionate and I felt like he would devour my whole soul with it. His fingers threaded themselves through my hair softly and I smiled into the kiss as I sneaked my arms around his waist to pull him a bit closer. This was a good reaction, I was happy to realize. He didn’t run away like he did the first time we kissed and he didn’t pull back when I touched him. It was a good reaction, indeed.

I was the one to pull back from the kiss first. I needed oxygen after all. I kept my hands around his waist as he pulled me up from the stool I was sitting on and into his arms.

“I was trying to seduce you, you know,” I murmured as I hid my face into the crook of his neck. I could feel the vibration of his chuckle as he replied, “Consider me seduced then.”

And he took my hands and led me towards my bedroom.

Once inside and with the doors closed, he gently pushed me against them and kissed me again.

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"Wow," Tony said, looking at Harry. "Thor, your sprog is short." "So are you. I'm thirteen. I'm still growing. What's your excuse, Mister Stark?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. Clint, Thor and Loki cracked up laughing as Tony gaped. "Did he just sass me?" Tony asked incredulously.

Child of the Storm chapter 7: First Impressions, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction

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While Dumbledore was lost in thought about how to deal with Fudge, Snape leaned over to McGonagall. "How did that idiot get away? I thought you had her under control?" McGonagall shrugged. "She was a slippery little thing." Snape gave her a sharp look. The deputy headmistress was alarmingly blasé about having let Umbridge slip through her fingers. He would have expected her to be livid at the Pink Toad's escape from justice. Abruptly Minerva let out a loud belch. "Oh my, excuse me!" she exclaimed, patting her chest. Then she locked eyes with Severus who was just lifting his teacup to his lips. "It must have been something I ate," she said, very deliberately. Snape promptly spit his mouthful of tea all over Fawkes, who screeched in protest and huffily vanished in a burst of flame. Snape stared at Minerva, who gazed placidly back. Surely she hadn't meant…! His mind worked busily, considering Minerva's absolute devotion to her students, her well-hidden Slytherin tendencies, and her uncharacteristic lack of concern over Umbridge's potential for future harm. Snape gulped as he realized that one seriously enraged Transfiguration expert who is also a cat animagus plus one minimally powerful toadlike witch who has done the enraging equaled… one partially digested threat to Hogwarts' children. "I – er – have a potion for indigestion," he offered, trying not to sound as terrified as he felt. Suddenly Albus was no longer the scariest person in the room. "That would be very kind," she said, giving him an approving smile. Snape decided then and there that enlisting Minerva's support might well have been one of his smartest moves. That and never mortally offending the carnivorous animagus.

Harry's New Home Chapter 47, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction

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"What ho, Headmaster! You've found our sledding party!" Nick floated around the corner and up to the Headmaster. "These three rode that troll down the stairs as if he were a sled down a mountainside! Sheer brilliance, my children! True Gryffindors, the lot of you!" Harry noticed that the ghost's praise didn't make Professor Snape seem any happier, even if it did distract the Headmaster and their Head of House. "What do you mean?" Albus asked blankly.

Harry's New Home Chapter 22, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction 

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Harry forced down his warm fuzzy feelings and composed his features into a penitent expression. Professor Snape was telling him off, and he didn't want the poor man to realize he was pants at it. Especially not here at the Burrow, with Mr Weasley so close by. Harry needed to help Professor Snape look good, and grinning like a maniac during a stern dressing-down was not the way to do that.

Harry's New Home Chapter 12, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction

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Star Spangled Man with a Plan

Okay, in my mind I'm trying to plan out a possible soulmate-fanfic set in the MCU universe with an OC falling from our universe having watched all the movies possible (not setting a year from which she came so I can maybe incorporate as many of the movies that are gonna be released as possible). 

Her soulmate would be Tony and then this is the scene that I can't help but think of when listening to the track Star Spangled Man from the Captain America: The First Avenger movie: 

Tony and OC are in his workshop, OC just watching Tony tinker when suddenly this track starts playing 

it's OC's ringtone for Steve Rogers aka Captain America 

at first Tony just stares around the workshop looking for the source of the song 

it's still drums and fanfares 

then when the first lyrics come up, he starts cracking up watching OC frantically trying to locate her phone and blushing to her roots from having TONY hear the ringtone she has for Steve 

he just loves OC so much in that moment 

because she's so silly XD 

and you can bet a million dollars that's what he sets his own ringtone for Captain America to as well

and teases Steve with it by making JARVIS hack Steve’s phone during team meetings to call OC or himself.

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"Hermione! Dragons! Harry has to fight a dragon!" Ron ran towards her as soon as Cedric was brought off the pitch. "Brilliant deduction, Ron. How did you find out?" Hermione spat it.

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling - What If - Chapter 12 - fairylightinthenight [Archive of Our Own]  

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Poor Jasper was so overcome with the combined hilarity of the whole crowd that he was curled up in the fatal position, with his eyes closed, rolling around on the floor, laughing maniacally. Emmett and Jacob started rolling him back and forth between them, like they were two toddlers playing ball.

Changing Our Forever Chapter 13: Surgery, a twilight fanfic | FanFiction

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"Ah… Bella…" Jasper suddenly froze, tensing up for reasons unknown to me. "Yes?" I stopped as well, turning to face him. "How were you planning to get there?" he inquired nervously. I practically rolled my eyes. I wasn’t openly bleeding, so I was pretty sure of his resistance. Cullen men, I decided, must have some kind of mental deficiency that keeps them doubting their own self-control. "You’re going to carry me," I stated with certainty. My assurance was painfully obvious. Jasper raised one brow speculatively. "Am I?" he asked dubiously. His self-control was going to be a very frustrating point to work through in our familial relationship. "Yes," I commanded the word with the most authority I could muster, although Jasper was doubtlessly far more moved by the iron will of my emotions than my voice. "So I am," he smirked deeply, flashing out the back door to stand on the earth that settled about six inches lower than the threshold. I followed confidently, closing and locking the doors out of habit. "For someone so small, you’re awfully demanding," Jasper’s heavily-accented words were heavily amused as he helped me climb up onto his back with strangely easy movements. The whole riding-on-a-vampire’s-back thing was getting all too easy. "Says the man who married Alice," I teased him, and a deep chuckle was his reply as he swept us off in the direction that Carlisle’s and Alice’s scent led us.

Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer - Damages I: Shock (Carlisle) - Chapter 8 - mirqueen [Archive of Our Own]

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Something that always bothered me.

"Oh, Ron, your brother has graduated from Hogwarts. He doesn't need magic anymore, here's his wand."

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"We told you," she said. "Your blood smells like ash and fire. It's quite disgusting." "Thanks." "And you know, it makes vampires wary," Emmett added. "We don't like fire." "Really?" He frowned. "Don't sound so excited at that. You're not exactly frightening." I bared my teeth at him, and he pretended to scream in an overly high-pitched tone.

Honey, It Burns Chapter 12: Honey, You Sparkle, a twilight fanfic | FanFiction

for some reason I imagined Emmett to scream like John Cage from Ally McBeal here. XD