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[kimabutch]

thank you so much for the tag comments on my ep85 comic! 😭 i love your blog and thoughts so much always, so it made my heart happy

Oh you’re so welcome — it’s a really lovely piece of art, and I was hoping so much that someone would make a comic of that moment, because it really hit me in the heart. Your comic really captured what made it so heartbreaking. 

And thank you :)

[suntosirius]

Fic asks 14, 23, 24! Trying to think of ones you havent been asked yet, but obvi skip if they're repeats

14. a fic you didn’t expect to write

Honestly? I didn’t expect to write any. I was out of fandom since 2016 and haven’t been back and then suddenly there’s a gorgeous piece of sexy photoset that @theseavoices links me and I write a fic because I am compelled to, and then she draws something beautiful and I write something for that too... and now we’re in December, in 6 months I’ve written 400,000 words, found a new amazing collab partner, made friends and am churning out words like nobody’s business XD

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

Not sure yet! I have a bajillion ideas percolating at one time, and they are collab and personal and once in a while something pops up that I immediately wanna write and do, and other times it says it’s not ready yet. There’s a gorgeous piece of art that I would love to write a fic for, but I haven’t yet. But never say never!

24. favorite fic you read this year

Man... to freaking many. TOO MANY. And so many that are technically not “new” fics, but I’m catching up on 2 years of absence so missing a lot. I think the safest thing to do would be to look at my AO3 Bookmarks coz I can’t choose XD

[ask me some stuff!]

[demartinidesigns]

im so excited to see the rest of that firebreather comic you're working on! so good so far from page one, thanks for sharing with us!

Thank you so much! I didn’t expect this big of a response to the first page and I’m eager to continue it. I think I’ll try streaming some of the work when my schedule allows!

[rabdoidal]

miles....your work just brings me unspeakable amounts of joy all of the time! whenever im having a really bad day your illus always make me able to jumpstart my crappy blunt affect brain into feeling things again 💛 your character acting is so expressive and tender and real and i am so grateful for you always. thanks for sharing with us!

mel! thank you! i cant express how much that means to me

[seafleece]

oh your writing is so, so wonderful. that post-ep69 piece you just shared, woof that was brilliant, your character acting is a fucking dream. thank you!

ahh thank You!!! it reminded me so much of the iron shepherds arc that i couldn’t stop thinking about beau and caleb, and their relationship is so interesting to me and it makes for really unique dialogue 

[andrierretashas]

41, post post 'abduction' AU equivalent with detatched slightly-drunk-but not-enough anatole muttering it to natasha outside at a party and she's like holy shit fuck you don't even fucking start you almost ruined my life / grumpily giving him relationship advice because she sees he's just being flighty because things are actually getting serious w fedya now and the gravity of that is terrifying / so he's being mopey and self destructive and she's not having it

natasha wraps her jacket closer around herself as she presses her back against rough brick, her eyes fluttering closed. she can still hear the muffled thump of the bass inside the building. she’s never really liked the club. it’s too bright, too loud, too overwhelming. she always has to slip outside, taking in deep, shuddering breaths of fresh air as she escapes what feels like a wall of people pressing towards her.

a hand falls heavily on her shoulder, and she straightens up, immediately on guard. she spins around to come face to face with anatole kuragin. he leans against the wall, a vacant smile plastered on his features. natasha steps back a few inches and glances over her shoulder. a couple is smoking somewhere behind her, their voices barely reaching her ears, and some of the tension leaves her shoulders. anatole edges towards her.

“natalie,” he says.

“don’t call me that,” she murmurs, looking to the ground. “why are you here?” she gestures weakly to their whole situation, anatole standing far too close to her in this grimy alley off the back door of a club in the dead of winter.

“i wanted to see you. i keep seeing you everywhere. it’s driving me insane that i can't—that i can’t talk to you, o-or touch you.” he reaches toward natasha’s elbow, but she backs away so quickly that she nearly trips over herself.

“don’t say that.” her voice shakes. “you ruined my life. don’t you dare say that.” anatole’s relentless as he steps forward again.

“you know, every time i️ see you, i fall in love with you all over again,” he says, his speech slightly slurred (but not slurred enough for any of this to make sense), and natasha’s eyes go wide.

“no. no. you’re not allowed to fucking say that. you ruined my life.” she takes a shuddering breath. “what the fuck? i know that’s not why you’re here. i know it’s not. why are you here?” anatole suddenly loses his bravado, slumping against the wall and starting to slide down it. natasha doesn’t move any closer, but something in her softens when she sees his dejected face. “it’s not really me, is it?” her voice is even now. it’s not a question.

anatole shakes his head. his hands go to his eyes, and natasha realizes he’s crying. she doesn’t comfort him. she can’t do that to herself.

“anatole, stop being the massive idiot i know you are,” she says, edged with the anger she she wished she could have expressed to him so much earlier. he stiffens at that, and something deep down inside her is glad. “it’s fedya, isn’t it?” his silence is enough of an answer.

“he says—he says he loves me,” anatole manages, his voice strained.

it takes all natasha has in her not to sigh with exasperation. “like i said, stop being an idiot.” she begrudgingly slides down the wall so she’s eye-level with him. “you love him too.” he looks up at her, eyebrows drawn in confusion. “it’s the way you look at him. i just can tell.” he curls into himself, hugging his knees to his chest. it should fuel her anger, really, the way he acts, but the only feeling natasha can dig up from inside her is pity. he’s silent until the door to the club slams open, making them both jump. fedya sticks his head out of the open doorway.

“tolya, where the hell have you been? i’ve been looking everywhere, come back in.” he nods at natasha, and she smiles politely in return. anatole stands up, brushing himself off.

natasha blinks as she watches him, and as he looks at her gratefully, she knows there’s some sort of understanding between them. she can’t help but notice the hand that wraps around anatole’s waist as he heads back inside.

[toddbrotzmanns]

is dirk gently season 2 out? I keep seeing your lovely gifs and was hella curious

not yet! the trailer for season 2 was released a couple of days ago so that’s where all the gifs are from! :)

[alexangery]

you look so handsome today, hope first job day goes well!

thank you!! it went really well!