My First Eruri Fic!

who tf is this guy???

modern au if it wasnt obvious :3 and fully coloured version of the first page under read more!

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Today was my first livestream (sorry I only announced it on my Twitter and Insta, I was nervous) I ended up drawing Minerva and Glass from Sanguine: Monster Magical Girl, Al and Bert (but I want to add more to those before posting) and this lovely thing.

Well, he must be happy now!! I hope he likes the resolution

anyway,. back to your usual queue'd posts.

God I hope so. I hope he’s reading all the fanfic while in recovery and getting a kick out of it haha

(Are you gonna write it @kathrynalexao3 👀)

Do you guys think Shirtaloon ever checks for fanfiction of He Who Fights with Monsters?

Like do you think he threw out the idea of “Humphrey’s Big Engine” in hopes that some fan would write it? Just kicking his feet as he wrote the joke like “oh god, the shippers are going to LOVE this one!”

The chemistry Jason has with all the men on his team can’t be a mistake. Like that HAS to be intentional. He HAS to have written all their relationships as possible.

I refuse to believe otherwise.

By the time they move onto actual like, cuddling, Clive has managed to bring his work with him so that Jason can hold him while he looks at it (“it’s so comfortable and relaxing. I don’t know why.”). Jason is breaking internally, telling himself it’s okay to continue cuddling Clive because he’s acting honorable.

But really he spent about five hours the past two days reading up on Clive’s specialty so he can hold a better conversation, and it’s not even the first time.

Jason, situated behind Clive on a couch, holding him while Clive reads over research paper: I actually read that one recently.

Clive: …. You read it?

Jason: yeah. I liked their approach to X

Clive: Me too. *goes into longer rant about it*

Clive leaves an extra big tip (he never tips) and it’s like a punch in the gut.

Professional Cuddler AU

Jason who takes on odd jobs and one of those is as a professional cuddler. Clive is, as always, a researcher at a local university. I struggle with how to get Clive to hire Jason, but I’m going to say it’s Belinda who does it as a joke for his birthday. Clive, of course, shows up because he’s not going to be rude.

Jason is immediately aware that Clive isn’t at all into it and offers to start slow. It’s a 3 hour session (damn, Belinda) so he asks if he wants to have a conversation instead. Start with small skin contact like hand holding or letting their legs touch.

So Jason brews some tea out, and they sit and talk. Letting their legs touch under the table and extra skin contact. Jason talks to Clive, asks him questions, and Clive has a pleasant time being able to talk about everything with someone who is personable and will listen to him. (What he really needs is a therapist, but Jason will do)

Despite originally not wanting to go, Clive books another session.

My idea of Humphrey x3 I love him so much!!

I’m simply going to headcanon that when they get “more attractive” it’s their version of what attractive is. Or else everyone would look the same

anyways. thinking about essence users who, after ranking up, lose that scar on their ribs they looked at fondly because it's a remnant of the time spent playing with their younger siblings. that facial quirk their spouse fell in love with disappearing to make them 'perfect'. not recognising themselves in the mirror because their skin hasn't been this smooth since they were a child. essence users who think that getting powers will help their chronic pain, only for it to be replaced by the mana pain. just. like. magic robbing the users of themselves.

Can this be a post where your amazing followers reply with their ultimate favourite drarry fic?

Sounds fun! Hope lots of my lovely followers respond to this :)

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2000s

Draco Malfoy, It’s Your Lucky Day by @faith2wood [E, 37k]

Growing Pains by SensiblyTainted [M, 190k]

Let's Pretend the War Is Over by pir8fancier [M, 7k]

Secrets by Vorabiza [E, 395k]

A Thousand Beautiful Things by geoviki [M, 104k]

2010s : 2010~2014

All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl [M, 114k]

At Your Service by @faith2wood​ [E, 95k]

Aural Gratification by birdsofshore [E, 10k]

Azoth by @lol-zeitgeistic [E, 88k]

Changing of the Guard by Lomonaaeren [E, 210k]

Checkmate by Naadi [T, 245k]

The Critiquer by @dysonrules​ [E, 24k]

Deconversion by Lomonaaeren [E, 103k]

Eclipse by Mijan [T, 287k]

Good to Me (And I'd Be So Good to You) by @teddylacroix [G, 8k]

Harry Potter Gives a Shit by @talithan [E, 58k]

The Marriage of True Minds by Lomonaaeren [E, 204k]

Running on Air by @tinyhistory [T, 74k]

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Tea and No Sympathy by who_la_hoop [E, 70k]

Turn by Saras_Girl [E, 306k]

Twist of Fate by @i-didnt-wanna-do-it [T, 302k]

Unhook the Stars by @jadstiel [M, 70k]

Veela challenge verse by diagonfloo [M, 28k, 2 works]

Yours is the Earth (Hold On, Hold On) by chickenlivesinpumpkin [E, 127k]

2010s : 2015~2019

Away Childish Things by @letteredlettered [T, 153k]

Chaos Theory by @tessacrowley [E, 102k]

Dear Enemy by @gingertodgers [T, 69k]

dirtynumbangelboy by @magpiefngrl [E, 39k]

Dwelling by aideomai [T, 83k]

Erosmancy by @astolat [M, 11k]

Fire and Wonder by Lomonaaeren [M, 15k]

Flirt by scribbledstars [E, 32k]

From Ashes by @caedes12 [E, 150k]

Grounds for Divorce by @tepre [E, 122k]

Harry Potter and the American Thief by aboutmalfoy [T, 50k]

Helix by Saras_Girl [E, 92k]

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The Nightmare Club by @diligent-thunder [E, 85k]

Oath Breaker by @kc-anathema [T, 181k]

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A Sword Laid Aside by @korlaena [E, 128k]

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Conduit by WillowTroy [M, 67k]

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Nice Things by aideomai [M, 22k]

The Mirror of Ecidyrue series by starbrigid [T, 300k+, 4 works]

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WIPs

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The way a student of mine tried to argue that he didn’t need to learn how to read outside of the basics because “it’s not necessary anymore. We have AI.” He had a whole (obviously poorly worded, he couldn’t use AI when talking to me) speech.

I’m seriously concerned about my students. They’re 14-15 and a lot of them are bordering on illiterate. Their English teacher plays the audiobooks for their assigned reading to them because there’s no other way to keep the stuff that they do “at grade level.” They simply refuse to read because it’s SO HARD for them (and some just can’t.)

📢📢📢

Yep! I’m hoping to finish it sometime soon. I like the idea of Spencer coming into the gas station and (very forcibly) making Jack to take care of himself.

I’m going to write something for Jack x Spencer from Tales from the Gas Station… they live rent free in my head. I have to. (Imma call them Jencer as coined by multi-lefaiye)

Here’s a(n unedited) snippet of what I’ve written so far:

The first time it happened, it was only a few minutes to midnight. Early enough for Jack’s shift to still be considered starting but late enough for absolutely nobody except for the odd passerby to walk in through the doors. With a good ten-something hours to go and few, if any, customers, Jack was content to sit slouched back in his chair with his ear plugs in and book in his lap.

An irritated hand flashed over the pages of his book, waving at him.

Jack frowned as he looked up. His ear plugs weren’t that good, surely he’d be able to hear if they just called out his name…

He froze as his gaze met the face of the man in front of him. Bright red hair styled up and an annoyed scowl set across strong features. Spencer fucking Middleton.

Jack’s hand instinctively darted out to grab the gas station landline, only to be stopped by Spencer, who aggravatedly pulled the phone away from him and took it off the hook. A sign that the phone line wasn’t cut and that, if Jack could find the time to pull it off, he could call O’Brien.

The psychopath’s mouth started moving, as if he was speaking, but Jack couldn’t hear anything he was saying.

“What?” He asked, and Spencer’s full body heaved with the force of his sigh. The psychopath gestured with his hands to his ears and that’s when Jack remembered his ear plugs. Right.

After debating the pros and cons of actually hearing the psychopath out, Jack reluctantly took them out. He set them on the counter where Spencer swiped them off onto the gas station floor. Well, Jack was never going to use those again.

“About time,” Spencer snarled. “Who the hell wears ear plugs at work?”

“You would too if you could hear the shit that happens at this place,” Jack muttered.

“What?” Spencer asked, and when Jack didn’t respond, he just shook his head. He then shoved his hand into his pocket and Jack braced himself for whatever it was going to be. It was way past the running away phase.

A poorly wrapped sandwich was tossed onto the table in front of him.

Jack flinched before staring at it, confused, and then looking back up at his arch nemesis.

“What?”

Spencer looked at the sandwich and then at Jack pointedly. Jack just furrowed his brows down at it and stared. For a while. Waiting for whatever torment Jack had planned for him tonight.

“Oh just eat it,” Spencer snarled, and Jack blinked up at him blankly, wondering if Spencer really thought he was that stupid, before pushing it back towards him.

“No thank you.”

“Why not?” Spencer demanded, having the audacity to actually look offended.

“I’m allergic to poison.”