#quimbry

[personalheroin]

summer camp au where bella, her friends from school and jacob+quil+embry are all summer camp counselors

[dukeofdelirium]

Tagged by @waxalas to share the first lines of your latest 10 fics!

I tag @fraisederouge @sailing-the-seas-of-qube @kwop-kilawtley 🤭🤭🤭🤭

Some of the stuff I’ll share are WIPs and some are posted on my ao3. The posted ones I will share links to 💕

1. sempiternally

“The first time the man appears, Light is eight and surpassing his peers, soaring above their heads like a shooting star that illuminates the night. They are left marveling at the sight, and know they will never obtain it themselves. He is alarmingly bright, too much for his teachers to handle, and learning perhaps for the first time to mold himself into something tame to the benefit of another, to dim that brilliant blaze into weak flame.”

A lawlight time travel one shot told out of order

2. A Certain Slant of Light

“He felt caught in flame, as if being broiled alive in hellfire before he eventually woke. The night was ancient, and when he sat upright in his small bed, craning his head toward the room's single window, he saw its death sitting there, just on the horizon.

It was unbearably hot, Mello thought, swiping his forehead with the back of a hand, and it came away damp with sweat and salt.”

A lawlight Wammy House AU where L “wins” and keeps Light at the orphanage as an unofficial prisoner. This is the beginning of chapter 5 ✨

3. The Book of Grimes

“My father is buried beside Andrea’s grave, and the funeral is not lavish in any sense, not fit for a name as large as his is, but it is enough. People come and go, paying respects, and I stay sitting by the headstone, long after the light has died. They do not linger in the dirt the way I do.

It is some time before another visitor comes.”

A one shot for The Walking Dead comic book told from Carl’s pov that bridges the gap from issue #192 to #193

4. These Threads That Bind Us

“Never had she known a lonesomeness quite like this. Her humble home was still as ever against the sunlight, the tap leaked droplets into the sink, and she held onto the counter to steady her pulse. Embry had come home last night, hiding in his room and vanishing again before the break of dawn could find him.”

These are the first lines of the last chapter I wrote for this fanfic which focuses on the wolf shifter characters for Twilight, specifically Embry and Quil and is like a slowburn romance 🤭 I smash Twilight canon with a hammer 🔨

5. say a solemn prayer

“She is struck, as she walks onto the balcony, of a vision a year before.

At the Southern Air Temple, when he had stood upon the ledge there, voice carried off on a current of wind from the mountain his home had been built into as he stopped explaining how things should have been. Katara had watched him then as she watches him now, studying the curvature of his spine as it bears the impossible weight of reality.

I really am the last airbender, his voice is but a ripple in a pool of time that expands over the surface of her memory.

The sky had been ash against his vibrant robes, making him burn against its void backdrop as if a fragment of the sun had fallen to earth so that it might walk amongst them.”

This is a Katara x Aang one shot for Avatar: The Last Airbender that takes place directly after the end of the cartoon. TW there is a lot of depiction of genocide, mass graves etc so if this upsets you read with caution or not at all

6. Memoir

“Remembrance is a type of torment few come to know intimately well. How perplexing is it then, that when such a unique pain is spoken of, it is often described with a bursting, violent vocabulary? It will never come to curl in one’s lap as some raw and bleeding animal, but as its ghost, lingering there in the hollow bits.

In the silence between one breath and the next.

There is a truth that everyone must come to reconcile eventually in their lives: it is regrettably possible to love someone to the point of passing right through them. Like the dead, trapped thing between two people once enraptured with love. It drifts through bodies like a spirit would a house, still struggling and full of knowledge, refusing to accept the fact that it died long ago.

That it is time to move on.

Nothing likes to be told it is a dead thing, after all. Especially not someone still in love.”

This is an amnesia fic I started for the Embry x Quil rare pair ship 🤭 this is specifically the start of chapter 3

7. The Rightside Up

“November 1st, 1987

Will is always appearing in his dreams.

Most of the time they are maddening fevers, strange collages that Mike tries and fails to make sense of, piecing them together with thought alone as he’d once taped together the drawings Will had made of Hawkins’ tunnels, spreading right beneath their feet. They draw together, sometimes, in these dreams, in an undisturbed Byers’ home, though Mike’s sketches look more like misshapen blobs of random color, no reason behind it. Unlike Will, who is so precise and conscious, even in that state of unreality. He will hold his sketch up proudly to show his friend, missing a tooth from the seventh grade, and Mike will file it away in a binder where he’s secretly kept every discarded drawing that Will otherwise believed was lost to time. A binder he has no idea exists outside of their dream realm.

Sometimes, they hold hands, fingers clasped together under the table as they color paper into whatever shade they want. Once, they’d hidden under the wood themselves in a vision turned terror, de-aging rapidly. Will had been ten, and then seven, and finally five all in the blink of an eye, shaking within Mike’s palms under the sound of his father’s heavy footfall. Dream Lonnie was as mean as the real thing when he inevitably caught them.”

This is a Byler one shot for Stranger Things that is a WIP in my google docs currently at 14,000 words. And it will probably wind up around 25-30k before it is complete lol. This is the very beginning of it. It’s basically my thoughts and ideas for the final season

8. TWD FIC WIP

“Before a body is a body, it is a blubbering baby, screaming and kicking from the womb for the agony of life. Such a thing is a paradox, a feigned primitive prey animal that bares teeth and will not bite. After a body is done being a body, it is a rabid stillborn, a rotting piece of meat that has forgotten the privilege of its own death, trudging on despite.

Somewhere I find myself cradling both, one in each red-stained elbow.

Each step is clumsy in its attempt, like a toddler that has tried to evolve from a practiced crawl, and when I slip over the dampness of the grass, the newborn in me wails. It is desperate, despite the blood pouring from my arms, to get away from the dead things that have fallen, too, and yet will not stay down.”

I started rewriting my Walking Dead fanfic that I wrote when I was like 14 lol. I recently logged into my ancient fanfiction.net account and saw that this fanfic pulled 170,000 views and was shocked. I won’t link the original because it uh… isn’t good lol. But I started writing this for my own entertainment bc I always liked my character and I can do it way better now that I’m older 😂 I don’t have a decided title yet

I don’t think I have 10 to share 😭🚶🏻I have other fics on my ao3 but y’all can check them out if you like the pairings or media bc I jump around from different media I like lol! Thanks for the tag 🥰

[kwop-kilawtley]

Haiiiiiiiiii! It's been a while! Oh, how I've missed my silly fic and its readers. I've gotten many messages about posting during hoa hoa hoa szn and you were all correct. I'm back on my bullshit. I went to Forks and La Push this week! So of course, the obsession has been in full swing. It was even more magical and amazing IRL. LIVING OUT MY 10 YEAR OLD SELF'S DREAMS. I wrote this on the road and also wrote ch 20. It's been a while since I've been immersed in Golden Hour world, so if I'm missing something or something let me know. There's a lot of threads going on in this story and it's important to me to give every character I'm focusing on some depth.

But yeah, I'm here, in it for the long haul as always. *slides this chapter down the hallway till it lands on ur feet*

ENJOY!

I'll add a TW here too just in case for gay shame, being outed, dark thoughts. No homophobia though or anything like that. Love you guys

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Golden Hour Chapter 19: Suppression, a twilight fanfic | FanFiction

[apleye]

SORRY FOR SPAMMING YOUR noTIFS KDHSJDH

Your designs ( and art in general) are super nice and I love them lots!

Never apologize for that! Thank you!!

[quimbry]

My part of an art trade with @friendomfandom ! Had fun drawing these two,i hope you like it!!

[dukeofdelirium]

quimbry soulmatism childhood best friends to lovers gay edition realness. you understand. reblog

[dukeofdelirium]

why do y’all so called team jacobs still ship Quil with Claire (a literal baby) when Embry is Right There and single lmao. it makes perfect sense to me to pair them cuz 1) that baby imprinting shit is character assassination and 2) twilight desperately needs a gay couple lmfao. Quil and Embry are also canonically best friends so you can run with the best friends to lovers trope (gay edition) which is actually more fun than the straight version bc now you also have Gay Angst™️ and can explore that in so many ways. Trust me, I would know, bc I’ve written 114,000 words for it 🤣🤣 it’s fun, I promise.

anyway, the whole Quil imprinting on Claire nonsense was only written in Eclipse to prepare readers for Jacob’s character assassination. Like Quil was literally just used as a plot device to fuck with Jake’s character and JxB. so like, if we’re all changing the canon to make JxB endgame in fanfic, literally what purpose does Quil imprinting on Claire bring to the story???? It’s so weird lmao like idgi. I will legit stop reading a fic if I see Quil imprint on Claire, even well written ones cuz it’s fuckin weird and makes no sense and Quil doesn’t deserve that 😭

Even if you don’t wanna ship him with Embry (bad taste but whatever), it still makes zero sense to keep him imprinting on Claire. Make him be with literally anyone else or no one if you don’t actually care who he ends up with, idk. Me personally? Quil is like girlypop to me and he’s literally my blorbo so I very much do care who he’s with and how he’s treated in fic, but like the bar is legit in Hell rn so the bare minimum is avoiding the Claire shit

[kwop-kilawtley]

“team jacob” “team edward”

team quimbry 🦅🇺🇸🔥

HELL YEAH BROTHER