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kitcat992 · 24 days
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Just wanted to stop by and let you know that I was thinking of you and sincerely hope life is being kind ❤️
I’ve read a few Irondad fics lately that have been so well articulated and beautifully written, and they’ve reminded me of your stories. But your work will always be the GOAT to me. Everything else I read is always compared to your version of the MCU, because that’s canon in my opinion.
I secretly love that your stories keep going, that Identity Within is still a WOP, because parting with a finished story when you reach the end… a story that you’ve grown to love and formed a bond with… it’s really hard to say goodbye. It feels a little like grief if I’m being honest.
I’ve lived in the joy of knowing that there’s no permanent end (yet) to the Identity Series for years now, and I’m actually really grateful that I haven’t had to read an ending or experience that final farewell.
I just wanted you to know that your work is so appreciated, and while I’m sure it weighs on you sometimes that the updates take a while and the series has been ongoing for a few years, it actually brings me so much comfort ❤️ You deserve to know that you make that difference for someone.
Life is being....SOMETHING to me 😅😫😩So when I say that this message rejuvenated the very essence of my soul, I truly mean it ❤️❤️❤️
I've had some very rough nights recently, thanks to the wonders of ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚ stress ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚I've got front row tickets to the "when it rains, it pours" show, and to add onto that, I started a whole new career where I'm *running a freaking business.* Yeah, sleep doesn't really happen as often as it should for me.
And because I'm still trying to sleep, I don't keep my mind operating at such a capacity that I could do anything worthwhile other than watch Tiktoks re-read through my series for shits and giggles, because I wrote it having wanted to read these things, and now I can go back and have fun reading the story that was once all jammed packed into my head. And in doing this, I tend to remember comments that made my entire day, month, year, and so I go into my inbox and just....I just read all the comments, over and over again, with such a profound, appreciative, ecstatic, blessed feeling in my heart.
The love that everyone has had for this series is what makes me still so deep in love with it today. And hearing that from people like you, who are so kind to take a minute of your time and express these things as if it were your first time ever reading the story...god, a girl couldn't be anymore lucky. Truly, #hashtag blessed.
My free time is far and few inbewteen these days (why did I decide to go run a freaking business 😳) but I promise you, no job will ever take this series away from me. I'm far too excited for everything that's yet to come, still to be written, and needs to be told, that I'll never leave this piece unfinished. Knowing that the pace it's taken isn't something that bother people does ease my nerves and calm me a bit, and I thank you so very much for expressing that and all the love alongside with it.
Chapter 9, Bachelor Party, is one BEAST of a chapter that's nearing closer and closer to finished every day. I hope for an update within the month or two. It contains a whooping 17 characters in a single scene, with character interactions we damn right deserved in the MCU. 2/3rds of the way done and and I think my inability to control the word count says enough about what to expect.
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These characters have gone through far too much to rush through chapters now. In fact, the more things go on, the richer things get -- and to know amazing people like you are along for the ride...that's just so dam nifty. ❤️❤️❤️
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kitcat992 · 1 month
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It is my opinion that 99% of the time, people act like they accept an ending that makes them unhappy (that is, I should say, Inherently or Statistically sadness-generative) because they're trying to be wise & mature about the situation, smiling through the pain. But corporations & studios bank on this, and whoever raises complaints about the (non-)endings they serve to us are written off as childish, lacking understanding, etc.--and they've often gotten other fans to do this work for them, too!
This also ties into my understanding that a lot of American media, character construction, storylines, etc. just cannot be paired with unhappy endings the way foreign films (which have a higher ratio of unhappy/bittersweet endings) are. You can't just rip out a longstanding comedy (traditional sense) character and stick them in a tragedy. Studios want to take shortcuts and tack-on unhappy endings to achieve a "deep & meaningful"-effect without laying the groundwork of Characters Who Are Meant To End In That Situation.
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kitcat992 · 1 month
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rip the fun dialogue/pun I forgot to write down while daydreaming you will never be forg-- oh fuck
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kitcat992 · 1 month
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im making this its own post actually
found family is "i have endured the fucking horrors with these guys. i would both kill and die for them. i would rip my own bones out to make splints to heal theirs. there is no name for the bond we share"
found family is NOT "this guy is so dad-coded and these guys are so sibling-like and—"
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kitcat992 · 2 months
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this isn't a rush for the next update!!!! i was only wondering if you could give a tease of any kind for whats to come. i can't wait!!!
I think I can manage that.
Every installment has had a trend of some sort woven throughout.
I'm looking forward to writing this chapter in particular.
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kitcat992 · 2 months
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Sweet boy Peter Parker
For February prompt SWEET in @mcuchallenge
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kitcat992 · 2 months
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me when I write
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kitcat992 · 2 months
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Fixing the MCU one fanart and fanfic at a time
That's the shit.
For @kitcat992
Fixing MCU bullshit one fanart and fanfic at a time.
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kitcat992 · 4 months
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Summary: It's been months since the events of Civil War, and the Avengers are doing their best to remain a team, having promised to forgive and forget. Unfortunately for them, Tony Stark's latest invention has been stolen and recovering it causes tension to reappear. Meanwhile, in Queens, Peter Parker has two main priorities on his plate — complete his midterm finals, and track down a fishbowl wearing criminal that may or may not lead him right into the hands of the Avengers. Somehow between all of this, Spider-Man's identity is revealed to the Avengers, Steve and Tony's friendship may permanently be damaged due to continued hidden secrets, and Happy struggles to buy a youth-sized casket for Peter's funeral. Things were a lot easier when they were fighting over Bucky Barnes. (Or: The Avengers welcome Peter into their crazy superhero family and will do anything to protect him.)
Author: @kitcat992
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kitcat992 · 4 months
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Tony had absolutely no trouble tracking down Rhodey, and subsequently the Space Oddity Squad in tow — who seemed to have boldly embarked on a full-scale mission to colonize his compound.
Even if he hadn’t been able to pin-point their location so quickly, it was far too easy to follow the lively tempo of electronic rock music blaring at volumes only he ever dared to use, reserved strictly for his soundproof workshops. 
                                                    ♫ Sun is shinin' in the sky                                                                                         There ain't a cloud ♫                                                                                       in sight ♫
Tony managed to reach the top of the staircase that led into the lounge a whole whopping second before Peter — an impressive feat, considering Peter’s hyperactive impatience to lead the way. He could actually feel the inside of his eardrums vibrating from the sound overhead, the beat of drums and synthesized piano keys so loud that it practically shook the banister railing. 
“What the hell is this music?”
It shouldn’t have been his first question. 
No, Tony’s first question should’ve been asking why a man more muscular than the great Captain America was bent over the kitchen sink; eating hummus dip with his bare fingers, all while looking positively repulsed by the food — only to go back for more, this time making the serving size bigger than the last.
Or better yet, he could’ve asked why the young girl with antenna’s on her head was jumping childishly from one sofa to another, springing each leap like it was a dramatic climb to Mount Everest — with high-pitched giggles, to boot. Giggles that he swore matched the activity of her antenna’s, moving freely on her forehead with a glow as dim as the afternoon sun shining through ceiling skylights. 
Hell, it wouldn’t have even hurt to ask why the green-skinned woman, sitting casually on the only armchair in the lounge, was using a goddamn sword the size of her arm to slice through individual pieces of almonds — eating one half of an almond for herself, and handing off the second half to the tiny tree perched on her shoulder. 
Tony furrowed his brows, watching as the tiny tree’s limbs — legs? — dangled with a breezy innocence, both small hands holding onto the piece of almond as he went in for a large bite. With wooden covered eyes closing shut, his tiny head bobbed along to the beat of the music, all while he happily chewed away on the nuts given to him.
On Tony’s ever growing list of concerns, Natasha’s stash of unsalted almonds suddenly ranked the lowest.
Using the banister as a standing perch, Tony leaned his back against the metal railing while he surveyed the energetically charged room.
“It’s my tunes, man!” Of all people to answer his question — Tony noticed that Rhodey was blatantly ignoring him with a painfully obvious cold shoulder — it was the man across the room, dancing freely and without any care, who wound up providing an answer. “Mr. Blue Sky, Electric Light Orchestra, 1977!”
Quill pointed to the ceiling with one hand while the other showed off a small rectangle device Tony barely made out as a music player. He furrowed his brows, tightly. The word ‘outdated’ didn’t do the poor technology justice. 
“I got your thing to play my thing, and your thing plays it so much better — listen to that volume, I can’t even get the Benatar to sound that crisp!” Quill spun on his feet with a carefree twist, clapping his hands all at the same time. “And hey, now that we’re all here, everyone’s game to jam like a band — how sweet is that!?”
Tony swore he heard the crack in his neck when he shot his head up to the ceiling. 
“FRIDAY—”
“Sorry, boss,” FRIDAY knew to apologize just by Tony’s tone, adding a bit of contrition to her own artificial voice along the way. Almost immediately, she lowered the volume of music down to a somewhat reasonable level. “My protocols were overridden by—”
“You’re gunna play like that?” Tony pointed a sharp finger across the room, where sitting at the kitchen table with his laptop and paperwork surrounding him was Rhodey; looking every bit displeased as he did on the video call minutes earlier.
In fact, Rhodey’s deadpanned expression only intensified as he met Tony’s finger with a heated glare — seen only in fragmented snapshots as Mantis hopped sofa-to-sofa, obstructing his otherwise clear line of sight.
“Weeee!" Mantis cheered as she made one leap larger than the last. "This is so much fun!” 
Tony was forced to stare at her just to catch a glimpse of Rhodey in-between each jump, and vice-verse for Rhodey, who only managed to look even more disgruntled with each jump she took.
Mantis remained oblivious to them both.
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kitcat992 · 4 months
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December 16th.
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kitcat992 · 5 months
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Hi everyone.
*waves*
I'm not dead.
I mean, I'm dead inside. But let's face it, that ain't changing anytime soon.
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Life's been rough. The whole "it happens in three's" roared its ugly head when I switched careers, because life wouldn't treat me any other way now, would it? I write so much about Parker Luck that it's inevitably become one in my DNA.
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Don't think that the Identity Saga has seen its end, though. This is definitely the biggest bump in the road I've encountered thus far while in my endeavors to conclude the series — wild to say, thinking back on the past nearly 6 years it's endured.
But I'm rereading old comments more and more during these hard times in my life, and I've never been more excited to truly start, and most importantly of all *finish*, this amazing journey with you all.
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— truly me. Your comments give me life and above all else, confidence and hope in myself.
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It's gunna be a wild ride, y'all. I can't wait for it. Just have some patience and faith in me to trudge through some muddy waters first.
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Love,
Kitcat
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kitcat992 · 9 months
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Author Update
I'm going to keep this one brief, because I really don't like the fact I have to write it. But alas.
The Identity Saga will be going on a brief, indefinite hiatus.
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Please note, this doesn't mean I won't be working on the finishing the final story. I WISH I could stop working on it, this damn series has held me captive for 5 years 😅 Sure, this is the final story in the series, but it's still got A LOT to unravel and unfold.
What this means is updates will no longer be scheduled. Sadly, for what I hate is a second time in this little adventure of mine, the story will likely have a large gap between updates. How large of gaps? I truly don't know. That's why I'm writing this author update — to keep you informed.
To have good we must have bad, and this applies to all aspects of life. Good news is that I've landed a new job, in a whole new line of work, with whole new pay and a WHOLE lot of new responsibilities. Bad news is, until I adjust, my writing commitment is gunna suffer the most. It won't be the first time I navigate change like this, but knowing that thanks to past experience also tells me what to expect going forward. I've got the can of air ready to dust off my laptop when that time of 'OMFG I have a whole new job to learn' passes and I can finally get back to the daily grind of my own hobbies.
You guys have been such an amazing audience for this series, and as always I promise to see it through to the end. But I wanted to communicate this with you, as it's only fair — so many of you have held onto this series as tightly as I have. I look forward to seeing you there at the end.
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kitcat992 · 9 months
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If it exists, it's real. Which means if fanfiction exists as a form of written works, it's real fiction. Just because a piece of art isn't being sold at an art gallery doesn't mean it's not a real painting. Just because a screenplay wasn't turned into a summer blockbuster Hollywood movie doesn't mean it wasn't a real screenplay.
Imma repeat myself. If it exists, it's real.
I know most writers of my age got their skills from fanfiction, but if I ever let that fanfic shit slip onto my real ass, serious ass writing...if you could read my shit and go "oh yeah they read homestuck or watched Sherlock" or whatever ... id jump
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kitcat992 · 9 months
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kitcat992 · 9 months
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Marvel knew what they were doing with this panel
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kitcat992 · 9 months
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i refuse to join more social media websites. if all the ones i'm on die, i hope i can recover my teenage self's ability to read a book a day instead
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