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[junietuesday25]

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#snippet: short previews of my writing

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#posted: finished fics ao3 links

#spicy: smut tag for your filtering (or perusal) needs

#plot bunny: concepts for fics

#original: non fandom writing

i also tag applicable fandoms and ships!

[junietuesday25]

*slaps hardwon surefoot* this man can fit so many of my deeply humiliating deeply ridiculous social insecurities

“—Now, this happened when I was a real young young’un—”

Hardwon listens to Moonshine’s story from the shore of the pond, lying on his back in the soft wet mud, soaking up the warm summer sunshine that streams through the trees’ canopies up above. He can hear the light rustling of leaves in the breeze, can hear the distant songs of birds, can hear the splashing of Moonshine swimming leisurely laps around the pond. Can hear his own slow, even breathing.

“—and my BFF at the time—like, we were joined at the hip—”

He closes his eyes, until the bright golden sunlight becomes just a glow of red through his eyelids. The wind is cool on his face, raises goosebumps up his arms. He keeps breathing, in and out.

“—I convince her it’ll be so fucking cool if we sneak out to the edge of the wood and try to—”

He’s paying attention to Moonshine’s story. Really, he is. It’s just that he doesn’t have anything to contribute, no point of connection to relate to, so there’s nothing to say. Any of his normal bluster would be pointless; Moonshine would see right through him in an instant. Most of the time it feels good, that she knows him so well. Sometimes, it makes him feel like a cornered animal.

[junietuesday25]

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

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Not Another D&D Podcast (Podcast) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Moonshine Cybin/Hardwon Surefoot Characters: Hardwon Surefoot, Moonshine Cybin Additional Tags: Campaign 01: Bahumia (Not Another D&D Podcast), Vampire Hardwon Surefoot, Blood Drinking, Menstrual Sex, Cunnilingus, Vampire Bites, Porn with Feelings Word Count: 7,007

Her skin was so soft. So warm, compared to his cold corpse body. Hardwon could sense the blood flowing through all the tiny veins in her fingers, only millimeters below the surface. He could suck her fingers into his mouth, run his tongue between them, bite them in half so her blood spilled all over his tongue in dozens of little rivulets—

Hardwon wrenched his gaze back up to Moonshine’s face. If he were a better person, he’d end this risky, ridiculous idea here. Yank his hands away, firmly refuse the offer, and scurry back up to the ship before he could further hurt one of the people he loved most in the world.

He wasn’t a good person. Had never been, compared to Moonshine and Bev, but now he truly wasn’t even a person at all. The outside reflecting a truth he’d always felt deep down.

He gripped Moonshine’s hands back.

[junietuesday]

ugh im nearing the end of the vampwon hardshine fic and im debating on whether to go full vampire corruption mode or not. bc corruption mode is fun and hot and unsettling and it would make a kind of sense if the more you leaned into the vampiric blood drinking, the more you took on the mental corruption too. but the problem is ive made a big deal throughout the fic abt hardwon thinking like he was always a subhuman and a monster and evil, the vampirism is just turning that feeling into reality, proof that he really is as awful as he always felt like he was. so like ending the fic w that feeling being lowkey confirmed feels kinda weird thematically. like yeah he always felt like he was monstrous and not good enough for moonshine no matter how much he cares abt her, so now at the end of the fic…… yup he disregards her safety and pleasure for the sake of indulging his own bloodlust, he was right👍 ok writing it out like that ive convinced myself of the non-corruption ending. but i’ll post the corruption ending here bc its still sexy To Me

[junietuesday25]

wheres that post i made like youve heard of “author’s blatantly obvious fetish” now get ready for “author’s blatantly obvious kink that had to be surgically removed from the story after the fact for the sake of thematic and narrative coherence”

“I want—” Hardwon faltered. What was he doing? What was wrong with him? He was only supposed to be giving the leash a little slack, not letting it go entirely. This was Moonshine.

“What?” asked Moonshine. “What d’you want? Just tell me.”

But it would feel so good. It would feel amazing. It was everything he’d been so desperately craving for so long. And Moonshine wanted him to tell her, right? So it couldn’t hurt to ask. And it couldn’t really hurt her, not permanently. He wouldn’t go overboard, after all. All he wanted was a little taste.

“I want to bite you,” Hardwon blurted out.

Moonshine froze. Her heartbeat kicked up.

“Please,” Hardwon begged, nuzzling his nose into the crease of her thigh, breathing in the scent of her blood. “Please, please, I want it so bad.”

“…Hardwon,” she said, slowly. Nervously. Was she afraid of him? He didn’t want her to be afraid. He moved his hand from her thigh, and she jolted; she barely even relaxed when he felt around and reached out to take her hand.

“You can heal yourself, can’t you?” Hardwon entreated. Gods, he was still so fucking hungry. “I just need a little. I promise. It won’t hurt at all.”

[junietuesday]

feeling so fucking good rn bc all those parts i cut from the vampwon hardshine fic are little by little making their way back in after i broke through the sticky part 💪💪💪💪 i had to restart that one part like five times but we got there in the end 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

[junietuesday25]

fingers in his mouth wednesday

Once Moonshine dropped bonelessly to the ground and started to breathe again, Hardwon slowly extricated himself from her body. He must have truly looked like a monster in that moment: he could smell the blood smeared all over his face, all over his hand. His body kneeling over Moonshine remained tense, coiled to spring, held back from lunging at her again through sheer force of will.

Instead, his gaze dropped to his hand dripping with her blood. Before he could stop himself, his tongue was dragging up the inside of his own wrist, following the lines of his palm, up to his fingertips to lap up the trails the droplets left behind. He shoved his two fingers in his mouth all the way to the back of his throat, licking and sucking and swallowing until the savor of her blood faded to the nothingness of his own undead skin.

When he finally pulled his fingers out, only then did Hardwon make eye contact with Moonshine, still lying limp beneath him. Her gaze was dark, half-lidded, heavy and intent on him in a way that hit like a punch to the chest.

[nomettesbizzareadventure]

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[junietuesday]

chapter 2 of my naddpod post-c1 hardshine fangame is now out :D adds day 1, roughly an additional 20 minutes of gameplay per complete run. link here <333

(once again, a GINORMOUS EFFUSIVE THANK YOU to @axmurphcackle for doing a ton of backgrounds, and her and @herkimer-aurora for betaing!!!! <33333)

[junietuesday25]

sick and tired of practicing hard annoying synthesis problems for my organic chemistry final. unwinding by going to my docs and writing abt fun simple organic synthesis problems instead (well. a very urgent problem for grace lol)

I had to do something to make the Taumoeba palatable enough to keep down. I didn’t want to die a slow, miserable death to starvation, obviously, but maybe more than that—I couldn’t do that to Rocky. I couldn’t make him go through losing another crew member. I couldn’t leave him alone again.

So chemistry it is!

“What are you doing, question?” asks Rocky, tapping on the xenonite between us. A lot of the time, Rocky likes to bring his smaller, simpler projects up into the lab tunnels so we can work side-by-side. Sometimes we just focus on our own things in companionable quiet, but sometimes we’ll explain to each other the process of what we’re doing. The novelty of Eridian engineering hasn’t worn off for me yet, and neither has Earth science for Rocky.

Right now, though, Rocky’s voice is pitched slightly higher with concern. “Are your chemicals not toxic to humans, question??”

I remove the plastic pipet from my mouth, where I’d been about to squeeze a drop of liquid onto my tongue. “It’s safe,” I assure him. “Well, probably. I’m pretty sure. As long as I did everything right.”

“‘Probably,’” Rocky repeats flatly. “‘Probably’ safe to consume chemical direct from the apparatus. What are you even making, question?”

“Hey, I purified it,” I protest. I’m not a complete idiot. I even tested my sample with both the benchtop IR and 1H NMR machines that miraculously managed to survive the whole Adrian adventure, and all I got was an ester with the correct hydrocarbon chain, just as expected. “And I’m making artificial flavors that humans have been safely consuming for decades, thank you very much.”

[junietuesday]

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“You can ask,” Hardwon offers.

“You’ve been in the Astral Plane this whole time,” says Swag immediately, turning his whole body to face Hardwon fully. There’s a shine in his eyes that manages to break through the unaffected, easygoing persona: an almost hesitantly eager curiosity and wonder. “What’s it like out there?”

In the middle of things, Hardwon had no time for wonder. There were wars to wage, battles to fight, strategies to plan. People to protect. The three most important people in the multiverse.

But seeing Swag’s excitement reminds him suddenly—the Astral Plane was beautiful, too. It was color and radiance and freedom and discovery. It was everything that little human dwarphan dreamed of one day chasing.

[junietuesday]

💫

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But this—lying alone in bed with Moonshine, her arm slung across his chest and her face tucked against his neck—is more nerve-wracking. Vulnerable.

He hasn’t felt this nervous about sleeping next to Moonshine since he first moved in with her at the Crick, two hundred years ago. Back then, his budding relationship with Moonshine felt so incredible and new. Too perfect to be real: so amazing and overwhelming, a love he’d always wanted so desperately, but never dared to imagine he’d ever get. He wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life right here, in Moonshine’s arms, in Moonshine’s company. He wanted to bask in her forever.

[junietuesday25]

1, 10, 31!

currently answering writing asks!

1. Which of your fics would you keep the basic plot of but rewrite completely?

i answered this one here, but another one might be being in love? yet again i was riding the high of publishing other fics and was so relieved to be able to get this one out of the wips, i think it couldve used a little more polishing to make it slightly less rambly and stream-of-consciousness. but i can always write another end of feywild arc hardshine fic if i want to tackle it again lol

10. Top three favourite fic tropes.

i had to go diving into my ao3 bookmarks for this bc i genuinely dont know, are things like "hurt/comfort" or "mutual pining" or "found family" too broad?? i like tragic siblings? i like time travel/timeloop aus? i like multimedia formatting? i like monstrous characters and unconventional relationships and nontraditional sex? i like explorations of self-worth and the in/ability to form normal social bonds through relationships?? i am not self-aware enough and do not have a good enough memory for this question </3

31. What was the most difficult fic for you to write (but in the end you made it)?

the easy answer would be any smut fic ever bc i am so bad at writing smut but to pick out a specific fic. welp tell me your feelings would definitely be a big one lmao. the most ambitious fic ive ever attempted, plot- and writing-wise, not to mention all the rest of the coding and backgrounds and stuff lol. its been a real labor of love figuring out the overarching story, telling it through this actually kind of stripped-back format w primarily dialogue and just minimal prose narration is definitely different than what im used to, plus the way its non-linear and any route you take has to make sense and be more or less narratively satisfying. took an entire school year between chapter 1 and 2, but i finally finished writing the bulk of chapter 2 and i just need to finish off a few little edits and additions, and then i will be publishing hopefully this weekend!!!

[junietuesday25]

💫

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After Alanis (the Alanis, the Legendary Hero herself) gives him the run down of everything that’s been going on, explains the structure of Bahumia’s forces, tells him how and where and when Swag will be sent out on missions—she just dismisses him with a wave of her hand, and turns back to her endless stacks of documents and bowls of Scrying pools. She clearly has far too much on her plate already, so Swag couldn’t possibly blame her for having far bigger concerns than just the latest recruit.

But as he steps out of her office, he does start thinking, the same things he’s always had to think, every time he’s had to upend his whole life and start somewhere completely anew: how am I going to eat? Where am I going to sleep tonight?

[junietuesday25]

💫

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“I—well, I don’t mind.” Moonshine keeps watching Hardwon’s face, waiting for any crack in his expression, any whisper of aversion or disgust. He just keeps smiling at her. “…You really like me like this?”

“Of course,” says Hardwon, like the answer is a given. “I like you no matter what.” It’s so sweet and earnest that it makes Moonshine’s heart ache. He raises a hand to skim carefully over the shelves of mushrooms spiralling up Moonshine’s shoulder. “But I mean, you’re especially beautiful when you’re in your element like this.”

[junietuesday]

💫

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“Hold on a sec,” says Moonshine, forcing herself to pull away. She hears Hardwon make the slightest disappointed sound, but he listens to her, doesn’t chase her mouth despite the way his eyes remain fixed there; Moonshine doesn’t know what it is, but she feels a little thrill go through her gut at the thought. “Lemme just real quick drop my fungal form—”

“No, wait,” says Hardwon immediately, catching her wrist.

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[junietuesday25]

school has been pissing me offff but IVE BEEN WRITING!!!! IM WRITING I PROMMY

“Random shutdowns sounds to me like a power issue,” Aux was saying as he perched himself on the edge of the seat in front of Atom. His fluffy tail swished back and forth behind him with his enthusiasm at a novel problem to solve. “Hopefully not the arcane battery itself, ‘cause that’ll be a bitch and a half to replace, but—”

He started to reach for the main access panel in Atom’s belly with the screwdriver, but Atom leaned back. “Your tools are all greasy.”

At that, Aux rolled his eyes in playful exasperation. “Oh, c’mon, what else d’you expect?” Still, he rubbed the head of the screwdriver on the hem of his ratty white t-shirt, wiping off the grease. Only somewhat successfully, but Atom supposed it was the effort that counted.

And Aux was making a great effort for Atom. He was doing him an enormous favor. The Kill Screens didn’t have a dedicated android repair specialist; if not for Aux, Atom’s next best option would have been to seek out a Jailbreaker medic. As much as he perfectly enjoyed his casual hookups, he did not trust them enough to leave himself in such a vulnerable position as giving them access to his innards.

Even here with Aux, Atom felt himself tensing slightly nervously as Aux reached toward him. He tried not to jump when Aux’s fuzzy paw came to rest on his lower belly, a contrast to the cold metal head of the screwdriver pushing into the screw at the corner of the access panel.

“Hey, it’s okay,” said Aux, one of his fingers tapping softly on Atom’s stomach. “It’s just me.”

“Sorry,” Atom started. “It’s just that only Elmer ever—”

He stopped.

[awizardcommandingsleep]

Yet another writing ask

Which of your fics would you keep the basic plot of but rewrite completely?

Anything that you'd like to write but feel like you're unable to?

How would you describe your writing style?

Do you have any OCs? Do you have a story for them?

What's a tag you never want to use for your works even when it applies?

What's your ratio for rating your works?

Your favourite ao3 tag.

How slow is a slow burn?

Thoughts on cliffhangers.

Top three favourite fic tropes.

Three tropes that are fine but overrated.

If you write in more than one language, what's the difference?

Rate your worldbuilding skills from 1 to 10.

Write and share the first sentence of a new fic. Just that.

What's your favourite plotless fic you have written?

Are one-shots really underrated?

Past or present tense? Why?

First, second, or third person?

Share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it.

Do you work on a single project or many at the same time? How does that work for you?

Can you accurately predict how long your fics are going to be? If you can, what's your secret?

What is it about watching the same two idiots falling in love over and over again?

Dialogue or description? Why is the other one so hard?

Thoughts on flashbacks/flashforwards.

Is writing the whole thing beforehand better or worse than writing it as you go?

What would you describe as OOC?

Do you agree that one shouldn't start a story with a piece of dialogue?

Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?

What's the hardest thing about writing?

Describe a fic that almost happened, but then it didn't.

What was the most difficult fic for you to write (but in the end you made it)?

Do you have a word/expression that you always use in your writing?

Give your writing a compliment.

Do you write to improve? Or is that not a concern for you?

Thoughts on writing challenges/contests.

How do you come up with fic titles? What's the one you're most proud of?

Do you research before writing or while you write? Is it fun or boring for you?

"This never happened" fix-it fics or "this happened but" fix-it fics?

Wildest AU scenario you have written?

Write a 9-word fic.