Adventures in writing with pipuhattar

A quick reminder that I write fanfic as strawberriesandtophats on ao3.

I write mostly hurt/comfort, lgbt+ found family and character analysis stories. Notable fandoms are: Discworld, The Untamed, Our Flag Means Death and Good Omens.

Recent fics:

Hidden reserves, a one-shot set after the first four episodes where Haru goes to catch up with her old work bestie, things don’t exactly go as planned.

All those truths (some not so universally acknowledged), a Good Omens fanfic in which Aziraphale and Crowley meet up at a party during the Regency Period and have a great time eavesdropping on a certain famous author.

Picking up the torch, an Aggressive Retsuko fanfic about Haida doing his best to make Retsuko’s workload easier.


Older fics:

Seeds in a garden (that you’ll never get to see), a post-canon The House in the Cerulean Sea fic where Linus and Arthur go back to the city to sell Linus’ house.

A Honored Guest, a Good Omens fanfic, Outside POV from the perspective of the sushi chef in the restaurant concerning his strange and possibly immortal customer.

Park that booty (on the hood of the best car in the galaxy), an introspective fic about gender-fuckery, found family and masks.

The Dresscode doesn’t involve scarlet cloaks or cowboy hats (you wear them anyway), a Night at the Museum AU fic where Jedediah and Octavius are teachers going on a road-trip to an academic conference, hijinks and shenanigans abound.


Please feel free to reblog!

thesuperheroesnetwork:

wordsofdiana:

The best part about being asexual is knowing that you will never be honeypotted. I often picture myself as a mark in a James Bond movie who has information or something and Daniel Craig saunters up in his sexiest tux to seduce me and I’m just like “No thank you” no matter what he does and then he has an existential crisis and walks away in a daze then sends in Moneypenny cause maybe I just like women and I’m like “hey girl, no thanks” and send her away as well and they just never get the information. I am an immovable plot piece without even knowing it. Sorry James but I defy the tropes of your genre.

Happy International Asexuality Day to everyone except James Bond.

english-history-trip:

mitsuhachiinthehive:

sindar-princeling:

Bilbo barely passed Old Took’s record lifespan after having a supernaturally-life-extending ring for 60 years. which begs a question. what the hell did Old Took do

I have a theory that somewhere back up the line gandalf fucked a took. This sounds like complete crack but hear me out. The tooks are rumored to have “fairy blood” which in LOTR terms means either elves or maia. There is an ancestor who’s unusually tall and many of them are noted to live unusually long lives unless they meet with illness or injury, same as the numenorians did. They don’t hve extra pointy ears and elves don’t have a special interest in the line. But who DOES have a special interest in looking after tooks (and bilbo who is a took on his mother’s side/his adopted son frodo)? Gandalf. That dude is ALWAYS fussing over some silly little guy. He regularly brought the old took birthday presents.

Back in the day some bold hobbitess decided to climb that old man and ever since then gandalf has been looking after his line of tiny crazy bastards and no one will convince me otherwise.

Gandalf’s attitude towards Pippin just took on a whole new layer.

scientia-rex:

elvencantation:

sqbr:

[The artist, putting a simple cake next to a much fancier one: “Aw man, that guy’s cake is way better than mine.” The Audience, gleefully holding up a knife and fork “HOLY SHIT! TWO CAKES!”]

stuffman:

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People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter

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additions from the og artist (credit)

“Holy shit two cakes,” I mutter to myself as I do fucking anything these days, this post was a godsend

saint-batrick:

johnbrownfunclubofficial:

mr-ticky:

hootenanie:

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s/o to this skeleton babe from 1936

This is a really poignant illustration of the seductive nature of glorifying war but that is a LOOK and she is SERVING it

I’ve seen Death depicted as a card dealer or other sort of gambler, a guy in a suit, a farmer, a robed apparition, and any other number of things, but this? This has to be the best Death I’ve seen yet. An old seductress saying “hey kid, don’t you wanna die in a trench for a government that doesn’t give a fuck about you, just like your dear old dad?” This goes hard as fuck.

“I used to know your daddy.” kicks like a mule.