I recently posted the 9th chapter of my fic Damnation is my lot and felt like doing some cryptic ass looking art for it.
It's about stupid brothers. Being stupid. But in an entertaining way?
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I recently posted the 9th chapter of my fic Damnation is my lot and felt like doing some cryptic ass looking art for it.
It's about stupid brothers. Being stupid. But in an entertaining way?
I posted my first supercorp fanfic!
“Also worth mentioning,” Lucy continued, “if you lie under oath to avoid implicating Lena and the defense has enough backup to prove you’re not telling the truth…”
Kara didn’t need the sentence finished.
“…perjury,” Kara muttered.
“Correct.” Lucy turned the page. “Which brings us to option three.” She chimed and tapped the final line. Then she looked up at them.
“You get married.”
“What?”
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DoD wants Kara to testify against Lena and the only solution (a terrible plan, really) is to get married. Public scrutiny, internet shipping discourse, and living together long enough to convince the government that their relationship is real.
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FINALLY POSTED IT!
I've been writing this fic since March, overthinking every chapter, rewriting entire scenes at 2 a.m. but it's finally done
It's a Supercorp fake marriage AU with mutual pining, legal shenanigans (I'm watching suits for the first time lol), JEALOUS supercorp, and two idiots who think the other one couldn't possibly love them back.
I really hope someone out there enjoys reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it <3
the triple matchmaking mage of ’87
i already talked about my fic a little bit so i won’t do it again, just here for the link!
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happy reading <3
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Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Thomas Müller/Manuel Neuer, Lukas Podolski/Bastian Schweinsteiger, Benedikt Höwedes/Mats Hummels, Bernd Leno/Marc-André ter Stegen, Implied Relationship(s):, Mario Götze/Marco Reus, Joshua Kimmich/Julian Weigl, Sami Khedira/Mesut Özil, Julian Draxler/Matthias Ginter
Bastian Schweinsteiger has an idea. It involves one team, three dancing instructors, and a bucketload of left feet.
Or, Die Mannschaft takes a ballroom dancing lesson. The results vary.
Hi pls appreciate the most complicated fic I’ve ever written
the worst part of having a series with a lot of parts is that someone will kudos one in the middle and none of the others and i’m like “why that one. why not the others. how did you even find that specific one without the others. what is going on”
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AO3 | 3k | Explicit | Jeongguk/Taehyung
Trying to bang your best-friend-turned-secret-hookup-slash-maybe-more-than-that is harder than it looks. Smutty with a dash of fluff, because who am I kidding.
The Powerless Prevail (Mirio x Reader fic), Chapter 2
Hey guys! I’ve started a new fic on AO3 because I’m trying to do some longer, continuous stories. Earlier last week I posted the first chapter which was kind of like a prequel for the series. Now, I have the actual first chapter out, please go read it!
SUMMARY: “Remember what you told me?! Do you remember?!” Your first interactions were on a warm beach surrounded by the pounding of music, the crashing of waves, and the howling of the wind. In that moment, with his eyes on yours and that gleaming smile beaming your way, anything felt possible. But time is vicious to the dreams of children.
Relationship(s): Mirio Togata x Reader
Tag(s): Reader-Insert, Fluff, ANGST
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