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fandom, dysregulated

@england-would-fall / england-would-fall.tumblr.com

i am an adhd trash fire chaos demon bisexual. if anyone can do worse, it's me. 40+ shipper and frequently nsfw AO3 Works
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RWRB AO3 SKINS

hi there, fandom friends! i mentioned these awhile ago, and i'm back with a google drive folder full of goodies for you.

if you want to enhance your ao3 experience with a red, white & royal blue theme, follow the instructions below using the style of your choice from the linked google docs. there are light and dark mode options, as well as bookverse and movieverse banners. previews of each theme below the cut!

how to add a rwrb theme (site skin) to your ao3:

  • choose the style you want from this google drive folder (previews below), select all text, and copy.
  • open your ao3 dashboard. from the menu on the left, select "skins."
  • select "create site skin" and enter a title (only you will see it). in the "css" box, paste the text you copied from the google doc. select "submit."
  • the screen will show the title and text you entered. select "my site skins," find the skin you've created, and select "use."

that's it! your ao3 will update, and your new site skin will be active anywhere your account is open. pages that are already open may need to be refreshed for the site skin to activate. enjoy!!! <3

*obligatory disclaimer that i own none of the images or code used in this project!!! this is free for use by the community

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rwrb ao3 site skins

made some rwrb-themed AO3 skins awhile back, thinking about cleaning them up and sharing the code. any interest?

here's a preview:

Six header options, each with a "light mode" and a "dark mode" code. They need a few tweaks, but if you lot want em, I'd be happy to share!

(Incidentally, these were the inspo for this blog's and @taste-thewaste's current tumblr headers lol)

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luainthewild

Amongst the Orange Trees is complete and up on AO3!!

I'm so emotional that this fis is over 🥺🥰

Shoutouts to @pimvipart for her amazing art for this fic, to @england-would-fall who was here alongside this adventure with me and to @aroyallybigbangrwrb team who organized the event 🩷

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Calling Poetry Girlies (gender neutral)

Hey there, verse-loving friends! I'm co-writing a RWRB FirstPrince AU with my darling @taste-thewaste, and I have the Henry Fox POV chapters. Each of my chapters contains an original poem by Henry,* based on an existing poem by not-Henry. I have plenty of material to draw from, but I'd rather know if you lot have any favorite poems you'd like me to use. If you're up for sharing…

send me a poem!

The two original pieces are below the cut, and you can check out Your Lipstick, His Collar on AO3! (Rated E)

*It's me, I'm Henry.

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Thank you @typicalopposite for the tag! *Squints suspiciously at the rest of you who I now assume hate me, because I don't make enough serotonin to come to logical conclusions.*

Here are some Sunday Sentences from the upcoming Chapter 4 of Your Lipstick, His Collar on AO3!

‘Henry. Henry, love, you’re being ridiculous.’ ‘Shove off, Percy, I don’t have to if I don’t want to. I—’ And that was the moment that the best worst thing, or possibly worst best thing—he’d have to parse the superlatives later—that could have happened to him, did. Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry’s very own beacon of dawn, landed square at his feet. Time stood still around them, dogs barked and sirens wailed in the background, or at least that’s how Henry would remember this moment.

No pressure tags for @luainthewild @onthewaytosomewhere and @meraki-yao. Extremely high pressure tag for @taste-thewaste because she owes me and she knows it.

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Get your skinny jeans and Fall Out Boy ready, @england-would-fall and I are co-authoring. 🎸

First chapter drops on Valentine’s Day, you’re not ready for what we have planned. 😎

You didn’t know you needed this, but you won’t wanna live without it…

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Do folks who are someone’s favorite fic writer, fan artist, etc. know it? Are they aware that their work has made a genuine impact on the lives of other human beings walking the planet? That there are real flesh-and-blood people who have been touched and affected by what they’ve made, and that they are thought of and discussed frequently with affection and gratitude and awe?

I hope they know. They deserve to know.

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Alright, let's do this. It's been an age, but I am back on my Greg Lestrade POV Mystrade WIP (A Man Awake on AO3)! Let's get these two together, then, shall we? An excerpt from the upcoming Ch 6, "Excuses, Excuses":

‘That’d be a nice change of pace,’ he agreed, glancing at his wrist. Right. It wasn’t even a nice watch, but the leather was broken in to the specific curve of his wrist. He had checked all his clothes for a potential hiding place yesterday to no avail. The idea of shopping for, buying, and adjusting to a new one was awful; so was the idea of being an ‘I’ll just check my phone for the time’ bloke.
‘When Chanel said to take one thing off before leaving the house, I don’t think she meant your watch.’ Sally tilted her head to get at the final sip of coffee before tossing it into the tiny bin beside Greg’s doorway. ‘Then again, she was a Nazi. I’ve got five till, let’s go.’
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luainthewild

Happy Wednesday <3 Thank you @england-would-fall for the tag! Here is a snippet of a fic i'll post on Friday this week, written for our little fic trade. (it's sad. ik it's sad. it's hurt/comfort okay).

In his emails, Henry always made sure to not let the pain slip through. At first, it was impossible. He remembered crying on day one, day four, day nineteen, day a hundred and seventy eight. Recalled the keyboard absorbing his tears without a word. Maybe the reason why he liked typing so much laid in this material truth: the keys gave him the opportunity to express his feelings without ever turning them back to him. Writing words, not having them reflected back at him - at least, as long as he didn’t look at the screen. Each email was a draft: words laid on a blank page, a recipient, a subject line, a purpose. Forming sentences letter by letter, watching them inflate with sense and heaviness, yet leaving his mind, at least for some time. Most of all, having the luxury to smash the undo key as many times as he needed. “The other day, I saw your face in a tabloid. For the thousandth time, I asked myself how you were doing. If you met someone. If they make you happy.”

Stay tuned for the complete fic, out Friday <3 Tagging @z0mbieb0ybyersblog, @typicalopposite if y'all have something to share, and anyone else who wants to share something!

As the beta for this fic, I want to sincerely apologize. This fic is so well-written and genuine and beautiful that I couldn’t concentrate on my job. Any errors left when it posts are my miss, but they’re also @luainthewild’s fault for making me experience emotions.

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luainthewild

HAPPY WEDNESDAY!!

(ik it's thursday woops)

Thank you to @wordsofhoneydew, @anincompletelist and @typicalopposite for the tag!!

Turns out I actually have something to post this time 😅

This snippet is from my fic home is wherever i'm with you that I should post today on AO3, so stay tuned!

And Alex realizes he would quite like to, because, for a number of reasons, he feels that Henry and he have been growing closer and closer for the last several months. And as he is still Alex Gabriel Claremont-Diaz and will stay forever true to himself, he has been making a mental list of said reasons. So far, it goes: One. Neither of them has  dated anyone for a few months now. Maybe because time flies by and they’re both busy. But Alex also knows that if he spends every minute of his free time with Henry… then Henry does too. Two. Alex has been flirting more and more loudly, and though Henry has always answered with witty comments, he’s never met him blow for blow like he has lately Three. He’s here now, joining them on their improvised dancefloor at June’s side, mussy-haired, rosy-cheeked, looking carefree, and it feels right. Over the next couple days, this feeling extends, and Alex’s list grows. It’s Henry’s peaceful expression as he reads quietly in the hammock under the live oak, the faint warmth of the winter sun casting pools of light on his cardigan, making Alex want to paint him even if he’s never touched a brush in his life. It’s the way his body moves to free up some space for Alex when he crawls next to him, his arm opening naturally for Alex to rest his head in the crook of his neck. His soft hums as Alex makes his teenage years come alive through lazy strings of words, his eyelids feeling heavier by the minute. Before he knows it, he falls asleep to the slow rhythm of deft fingers scratching his scalp, past, present and future wrapping him in a blanket of bittersweet souvenirs and promised lightheartedness.

Thank you for reading if you made it here! 💛

Tagging @z0mbieb0ybyersblog and @england-would-fall as well as anyone else who wants to share something!!

If you all heard unhinged screaming and the sound of someone passing out and hitting the floor repeatedly…that was me. Reading this fic.

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hello!! new fic just dropped 😋

i had so much fun writing this fic! roommates has to be one of my fave tropes, so i hope you guys like this!!

big shoutout to my friend @england-would-fall for being my beta for this fic x

thunderstruck (T, 1.9k)

“Alex, slow down.” Henry pulls away softly from Alex’s taut grasp. “Are you feeling alright now?”
“Y-yeah, I think I’m okay.” Alex smiles back meekly at Henry’s heedful gaze. Alex feels like he has gotten way ahead of himself. “I'm just a huge astraphobic, ever since I was little. I guess I never grew out of it.”
or, Alex has a fear of thunder so Henry comforts him

i wanna shout out my poetry that i also post on ao3!!

enjoy, lovelies 🩷

I love this fic, I love this friend, and you should all go read it immediately!!!

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Secret Swiftie: The PWP

Fandom: Red, White & Royal Blue Rating: Explicit Pairing: Alex/Henry (FirstPrince)

(psst...want a preview?)

Henry was terrible at loosening his tie with one hand. He always had been, and his persistent efforts to overcome the impertinent knots earned him little more than tongue clicks from Alex—which were, to be fair, far superior to the eye rolls Phillip had thrown his way for the past two decades. At this moment, Henry was, as usual, admitting defeat by the small entryway table and heading into the flat to find Alex. Maybe if he ruffled his hair and put on sad eyes before he found him he’d get a better response than the world’s most insufferably charming put-upon sigh. Dull music floated down the hallway from their bedroom—he still couldn’t quite believe there was a their anything—and he blinked hard, trying to muster the appearance of Poor Henry Who Had a Tough Day But No Sweetheart Best Not to Talk About It. One quick swish of his hair against the natural part and…what on earth was that?

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Fanfiction Comments: Why Bother?

Genuine question: If ya’ll like a story, why not comment?

This question, born out of previous discussions and Discord chats, is one writers have been dealing with for a long time. Feedback/reblogs on art tends to be more common than on fics. Yet writers continue to beg for comments on stories. So what's stopping people?

  • Don't know what to say/an emoji/script feels too impersonal
  • Forgot to comment
  • Read everything and how do you pick out one part?
  • Rather give feedback personally
  • Feels like an expectation/I owe them

Send me a string of emojis? I love it. Send a single heart? I love it. Keyboard smash? I love it. Copy/paste a "thank you for writing"? I still love it. "I don't know what to comment or how to put my feelings into words." Then put that! That's a compliment! Can't think of anything to say, then "I don't know what to write but asgfdhgf I liked it." is fine!

Seriously, I don't care WHAT you put, because it shows me you cared enough to take a few second to show that love. I recognize and look for my regular commenters, even the ones who leave just a heart or "extra kudos".

Forgot to comment? Leave the fic open on your phone or get in the habit of dropping SOMETHING right as you finish. If you had time to make it through the last 100 words, you can probably tap an emoji. It's likely more of a habit to build up than anything.

Read it in one go and it's all a blur? "I read this all in one go and it's a blur, but I loved it!" We don't need specifics; just tell us you loved it on the chapter you stopped on. That in itself is a compliment because Hey! You loved it so much you had to keep reading!

Personal feedback? Well, I'll never say no to friends gushing about stories to me! And it might not be the same for everyone, but if you stop commenting on AO3 and only tell me personally...my assumption is you don't like it enough to say it publicly. I've spent many a time wondering why people stopped giving that support and what I should do better. If it's a friend, try asking them which they prefer! We can go back and reread (and do!) AO3 comments. Much harder on discord/dms/etc.

Owing authors? Look, we put a lot of time and work into writing and providing content for free. Hours of idea planning, actual writing, editing, catering to requests, etc. My partner once said I have a second job, writing, but I don't get paid. If you read and enjoyed something that someone put a lot of work into, it's nice to take a few seconds and tell them that.

You don't owe authors comments. They also don't owe you free writing. Sometimes, you forget there is an author at all when you're reading. But there is. A real person put out a story hoping you'd love it, or connect to it. You'd see yourself in the writing and feel less alone, or cheered up when you have a bad day.

Writing is art, and all we want to do is connect with you. Comments help bridge that gap.

I am a fanfic writer currently struggling with severe depression, rejection sensitive dysphoria, and a lifelong dream of trying to becoming an author. I’m a full blown adult. I know the things you’re supposed to think…and I can’t always tell when my brain is lying. Comments—one single emoji, a keyboard smash, a line by line analysis, an affectionate swear word—actually help me fight the darkest fears and worries in my mind. That someone read something I wrote and determined it was worth another moment of their time beyond what they’d already given…I’m crying writing this right now. Commenting is always an act of kindness. For some of us, it’s very literally a reason to keep going. There are humans behind those words. We publish as a way of connecting to something larger. Please let us know we’re not alone. 💜

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RED, WHITE, AND ROYAL KINKTOBER

Feel like writing some RWRB smut? Want prompts to get you going? We have just the thing for you!

  • Any pairing, any rating, and word count
  • Write one or write them all
  • One collection for all your kink fic needs
  • In order, out of order - write when it feels right

Find the collection on AO3 (complete with FAQ) and let's get smutty!

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