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renquise replied to your post “your prose is quite nice, but you write erwin so out of character it is honestly difficult to properly enjoy your fic. I would love to see a more dominating erwin with a submissive levi - after all, that is canon!”

oh my gosh, dj, way to simultaneously write a) super excellent character analysis and b) the classiest response to anons I have ever read.

faintyoungsun reblogged your post and added:

I am very pleased to read this.

smallercomfort replied to your post “your prose is quite nice, but you write erwin so out of character it is honestly difficult to properly enjoy your fic. I would love to see a more dominating erwin with a submissive levi - after all, that is canon!”

I cannot comprehend someone thinking you write Erwin/Levi out of character, but hey! We get a nice essay on them and sexual dynamics from you out of it, so at least there’s that, I guess.

spineflorets replied to your post “your prose is quite nice, but you write erwin so out of character it is honestly difficult to properly enjoy your fic. I would love to see a more dominating erwin with a submissive levi - after all, that is canon!”

/stands and applauds

Aw, gosh, thanks everyone. You are all the best.

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The wind had brought Bofur to Bag End, wind that stank less of fire and ruin and calamity the more steps he took away from Erebor. The wind pushed at his back, twisted at his braids until it placed him at a door marked with a dwarvish rune.

He had not been entirely sure what to expect for his first meeting with Bilbo since the lake, the fire, the battle, the–well. Since everything awful. He wasn’t sure what to look forward to at Bag End, but the figure that answered the door made Bofur’s heart sink.

It’s been about a week sooo here it is – all my art for faintyoungsun’s beautiful fic, What the Winds Brought

Great characterization and bittersweet, it’s a very well-done fic and just ugh, ugh *feels*

faintyoungsun asked:

I had known you since we were both young, encased in a jelly-like substance, watching and waiting for outside. We hatched, we took our first breath; it tickled my nose. You laughed, and galloped forward. Our days in the sun outshone all others, and perhaps we were truly blinded by that light, for we did not see our numbers dwindle. But we continued onwards to the unknown, until one day you crossed the bridge over the river to where I could not follow. And then I was truly the last unicorn.

Everything about this post is true and accurate.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

YO KIDS YOU NEED TO CHECK THIS OUT – written by the lovely faintyoungsun and I have some accompanying art to go with it :)

It’s a very beautiful fic, ugh I could gush about it for hours * A *

faintyoungsun asked:

I think I saw you've been to NYCC? What--if so--did you think of it? I was considering it :o

Hmm.. it depends, it’s a great con for comics fans, lots of panels/guests, HUGE dealers room, etc. But it can also get very crowded and the lines are never ending OTL The con center isn’t that good for pictures either. Last time I only went there to hang out with friends & see that one Avengers panel and that’s it. ^^

(btw, this is the picture I took of your friend at Katsucon! I was just gonna ask you for her info so I can post it here in tumblr! :D)