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soulprompts · 2 years

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"𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙊𝙒 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙀" - 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙋𝙄𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎.

hi friends!! basically, i watched the teaser trailer for season 2 of shadow and bone, got excited, began to reread the soc duology, and then these happened! or rather, i found an ancient unpublished fic i wrote after the first time i read the duology, and decided to make that a problem for everyone else! i hope you all enjoy these, you don’t need to have seen the show nor read the books, i actually think many of these are fairly fandomless! i just wanted to explain my inspiration! DON’T ADD TO THIS LIST! i’ll make more lists like this one! ily all, bon appetit, go forth and write or read or nap or watch tv or something!

" my goodness, you're not nearly as stupid as you look! "

" you have all the answers right in front of you. you just need to look at it differently. "

" don't presume that you know me just because you've heard a few rumors and read a few articles. "

" there's certainly more to you than meets the eye, isn't there? "

" i urge you to remember exactly who it is you're talking to. because while others might appreciate your tone, i assure you, i do not. "

" i'm concerned that you mightn't understand what discreet means. because the path of chaos you've just created is exactly the opposite of discreet. "

" you owe me a favour. i'm here to collect. "

" i thought it was a good time to pay you a visit. it's been so long, after all; and we have so much to catch up on. "

" you are not your father/mother/parent's child. not by anything other than blood, and that's not even on the spectrum of importance. "

" i was wrong about you. "

" you know, i was warned not to get involved with you. people insisted it was a fool's decision. but i held out hope that you'd prove them wrong. now's your chance. "

" i'm not the sort of person to fuss over hurt feelings. you're either of value to me, or you're worthless. so prove to me that you're not the latter. "

" you honestly think i don't know where you go each night? i'm not blind nor an idiot. i just trust your ability to return home unharmed. "

" have you told anyone else about this? "

" there are no children anymore. only survivors. childhood and innocence are luxuries afforded to the privileged. not us. "

" i offered you an opportunity once. to build a better world together. we both know how that turned out. and now, you come crawling back, begging for... what? mercy? forgiveness? "

" i'm with you. always. no matter what happens, i will be right by your side. do you understand? "

" we're a team, aren't we? teams stick together. even when the leader is being a prick. "

" ...i was really worried about you, you know. you scared me earlier. and i'm not saying it to make you feel bad, it's just... promise me you'll tell me if things get bad again? "

" i can't pretend to understand all this stuff you've got going on. but i do promise that i'll be here to help you through it all. alright? "

" there's a job that needs to be done before we get to work on the big task. that's why i'm here. you'll be helping me/us to complete both jobs. payment upon completion. "

" you and i aren't as different as you want to believe. that must be why you're so angry. because looking at me, all that i've done... it's like looking in a mirror. isn't it? "

" people are scared. they need a leader. and right now, like it or not, they're looking to you. so go on. lead us. "

" you've come up with some really insane plans over the years, but this is just defying any amount of belief. "

" look. i don't care if people underestimate me. i actually enjoy it. they see me as an idiot, they drop their guard, the end. but i need you to know that i'm not an idiot. okay? "

" people have died. we can't let that go unpunished. "

" the world is changing. and if we don't get ahead of it, then they'll be the ones to decide what it changes into. "

" right! what's the plan, then? and god help the lot of us if you don't have one. "

" not all of us can afford the luxury of a conscience. "

" don't make the deadly mistake of presuming my actions reflect weakness. too many have made that same presumption. and not a single one of them lived to tell the tale. "

" you're scared. i can tell. the shaking, the look in your eye... you want to run. don't. you'll waste precious time and energy, and you'll need it all if you want to live. "

" everything is gone. it's all smoke, ruin, obliterated. is that our legacy now? our reputation? destruction, devastation, death? is that who we are? "

" we've fought against powerful enemies before, but this is beyond that. if we want to get out of this alive, we need to be smarter, stronger, better than we've ever been before. "

" don't forget why we're here. there's far more at stake than our lives if this goes wrong. "

" you're the only person here i trust. we need to stick together, watch each other's backs. just because everything's changed, doesn't mean we have to, too. "

" i can't think of anyone i'd rather be doing this crazy, ridiculous, nearly definitely lethal mission with. let's go out with a bang, eh? "

" you people are completely insane. but you're also insufferably good at this sort of thing. so let's go save the world, shall we? "

" why are we fighting so hard to save the lives of people who hate us, anyway? "

" you're the best there is at this sort of thing. i'd hate to see the one who got the better of you... "

" look at them all. going around, fussing over money, clothes, land... do they ever realize what's going on around them? do they ever see the bigger picture as we do? "

" you're clever. good. it's nice to have a challenge. but you should know now, you'll want to be a hell of a lot smarter than that if you want to go up against me. "

" you and i both know the risks. we both know what people like them are capable of. tell me it's all okay, and i won't question you. but if it isn't... we need to be ready. "

" it's lonely and vicious at the top. i can handle that. but you... you wouldn't survive five minutes of this life. "

" you can't survive in this world without growing a thicker skin, and erasing that naive belief that you can trust anyone you meet. least of all me. "

" if you're knocking on my door, i can only imagine it means you're here to collect. and by your demeanour, it's one hell of a favor you'll be asking, too. "

" i understand your anger. i've lived with that sort of rage for many years of my life. but you need to set it aside, understand? we need you calm if we want to get out of here. "

" oh, don't get all sentimental. i saved your life because you're worth more to me alive than dead. it doesn't signify any degree of care or affection. "

" you have one hell of an inflated ego, you know that? we were told this job was impossible. that's not a challenge. that's a fact. it is not possible. even for you. "

" i've heard it all before. one more job. one more mission. one last heist. but there's always more. it's like some sort of obsession for you. searching for another thrill. "

" enough! this is it! don't you see that?! we almost died! you almost got killed! if the saints are kind enough to save us today, it's only so we can quit while we're ahead! "

#rp meme #rp prompts #rp memes #rp prompt #roleplay prompt #roleplay prompts #roleplay memes #roleplay meme #writing prompts #writing prompt #dialogue starters #dialogue prompts #dialogue prompt #rp starters #roleplay starters

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stationintern · 6 months

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Hello all,

November was… it certainly was. But, no matter how much life is life-ing, we always have fics. Thank the heavens, truly, for all of you beautiful people.

I found and revisited so many FANTASTIC fics this month, and I hope you enjoy them as much as I did as we carry on into December.

Let’s go!!!

The Edge Of Something by @tackytigerfic M, 1.4k

This was so hot I may have melted a bit. At this point, the tackytiger agenda isn’t even an agenda anymore. It’s a lifestyle. A quick and juicy MUST READ!

On Permanence by @the-starryknight M, 1.4k

Like the tags say, this fic is actually quite soft. I don’t think I’ve recced anything by Starry before, which is very surprising considering every time I read something they’ve written I have to stare at my ceiling for a few minutes. Very soft, very sweet. Eternally lovely writing from Starry.

Connecting Lines, Connecting Crimes by @sleepstxtic M, 15k

Fic writers will never cease to amaze me. This was so well done. Incredibly relevant, tender, and clearly made with love and passion. And it’s FREE! I cant believe I get to read fics like this. @sleepstxtic, this was so beautiful.

port in a storm by saltwatergarden M, 8k

God, I love a Draco Malfoy who runs a business. Cant stress that enough, actually. Loved the well thought through circumstances here, and have spent at least two nights imagining an epilogue to this in my brain.

AITA for being “obsessed” with my childhood nemesis? by rainstormradish M, 4.2k

Oh my god. I have been WAITING to talk about this. One of the funniest fics Ive read in a very long time. As a lurker on reddit, every little detail just sent me into fits of giggles. Kicking my legs, squealing. Could not recommend this more. For some reason, I cant actually tag the author here? But, their tumblr in the same as their ao3 name.

The Tune Without the Words by @teledild0nix G, 2k

I read this for the first time a while ago, and it is just so soft. A lovely little birdie and his lovely little ex-boyfriend. I just reread it while writing this rec to make sure I’m remembering it correctly, and I’m a bit tipsy so it nearly brought me to tears. Pls read.

Have a lovely December!!

xx, Moon

#drarry #draco x harry #drarry fic rec #moons’s monthly recs #if you know any of the untagged tumblrs pls lmk!!!!

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hearts4hughes · 1 year

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Can you do a part 2 to little freak. That was so good.

little freak - luke hughes

luke hughes x fem! reader

100 followers celly !!

part 1

warnings: swearing, one mention of depression (not sure if that’s considered a warning?)

notes: the ending is a little rushed and i’m sorry for any mistakes. i will proofread this in the morning. however, enjoy reading!!

gif is not mine

walking into starbucks, you try to free your mind of whatever happened last night. after rereading the text you were going to send, it was a relief you decided to scratch it. luke was a great boyfriend- there was absolutely no doubt in that- but it’s hard to forget what happened. and the perfect thing to take your mind off this was a nice iced coffee.

as you are ordering your coffee a familiar voice turns you around. “y/n?” jack’s voice causes you to come to a halt.

shit.

you send jack a small smile, paying for your coffee and walking over to him. “hey!” you put on your best fake smile- trying to fool jack- but he sees right around it.

“haven’t seen you in a while.” he points out, trying to clear the obvious tension.

“oh, uh,” you pause for a moment, biting your lip nervously. “yeah, i guess so. i’ve been busy recently.”

“y/n/n, you don’t have to lie.” he soothes, resting his hand on your shoulder. “i know what happened between you and luke. and i’m not saying what happened wasn’t wrong. it most definitely was,” he takes a deep breath, “but luke is broken. he barely does anything anymore. his game is all off, and he’s quiet- well, quieter than usual.”

“jack,” your gaze redirects from jack to the floor as you process everything he just said. “i’m sorry luke isn’t doing amazing right now.” taking a deep breath, you continue, “but i’m not doing amazing either.”

“i’ve known you for a long time… i know you aren’t ok.” he says, rubbing my shoulder.

you both don’t say anything for a moment. your body feels as if it’s numb- the same type of numb you felt when luke hugged you for the last time- while you think about what jack just said. you knew luke was hurt. that wasn’t something new to you. however, what you weren’t aware of was that it was affecting him that much. what pulls you back into reality is the faint voice of the starbucks employee yelling out ‘y/n’. you look over to see your coffee placed on the table.

“i think that’s me.” you say quietly and jack nods. you don’t realize the amount of comfort a little gesture from jack brings you, until he removes his hand from your shoulder. you give jack one last look of pity before walking away to retrieve your drink.

“y/n,” jack calls out once again. “we have a game tonight at the prudential center, and i think we’d all be really happy if you came. especially luke.”

“jack-”

“you don’t have to come.” he interrupts. “but i’ll text you with the details and the tickets.”

biting the inside of your mouth, you consider it for a moment. “ok.” you respond, sending him a small smile. hearing your response, his face lights up and he nods.

not even an hour after your interaction with jack, your phone buzzes.

from jack here are the tickets. the game is at 7pm. i can lend you a jersey if you want

to jack ty! i’ll be there and i already have a jersey

walking into the prudential center, you felt a familiar set of chills go up your spine. you decided to wear a hughes jersey tonight. it felt too raw to wear #43, so you decided on #86. the jersey caused you to get a few weird looks and whispers, but you brushed them off, not caring too much.

now sitting in the glass seats, your leg bounces up and down nervously. you had expected great seats when getting them from jack, but you didn’t expect seats right on the glass.

he really wants you to get luke’s attention.

the prudential center erupted in cheers as the devils took the ice. you clapped, nervously scanning the ice for luke. relief washed over you for just a moment as you see #43 on the back of luke’s jersey. he shoots a few pucks before heading back onto the bench for the puck drop. he doesn’t seem to notice you and you were happy about that.

the second luke’s line hits the ice, it feels like time just stopped. your ears begin to tune out sound with you being focused in on the game. intensely you watch as jack passes back to luke. he takes the puck, skating in quickly, faking out a defenseman, and finally take a hard wrist shot. the whole arena goes quiet, waiting for a signal that it went in. but just as luke turns around and does his signature celly, everyone- including yourself- shoots to their feet in cheers.

just as luke rounds the devils bench to get his goal high-five, his green eyes lock with yours. his expression changes from happy, to surprised, to confused, and then back to happy in only a matter of seconds. your heart beats out of your chest, sending him a big smile as he sends you one in return.

the rest of the game is a blur after that. the devils ended up beating the tampa bay lightning 5-2 with luke scoring two of the five goals. after his shift or when he scored, he look up to you, making sure you were still there. the night consisted of awkward smiles between you and luke, but it didn’t really matter. you were just happy it wasn’t tears or glares.

slipping out of your seat, you grab your credentials to go into the locker room area. just outside of the locker rooms, you shake with anticipation, waiting for luke. while waiting, you catch nico and dawson.

“y/n!” they both greet you with confusion, but also excitement.

“hi!” you exclaim, bringing them into a big hug.

“so,” nico scratches his neck awkwardly. “you here for lukey?” dawson hits nico in the side, muttering to shut up. “sorry if i-”

“no, it’s ok.” you interrupt, clearing the air a bit. “um, yeah i am here for luke. i ran into jack this morning and he invited me to the game.”

“you and luke are back together?” dawson asks in shock. this time nico is the one to hit him in the side at his question.

“well,” you nervously laugh, “that’s what i’m here about.” you smile, scrunching your nose and letting them figure out the rest. once they understand, they make an ‘ohhhhh’ face.

“we gotta run, but good luck with him.” nico smiles, rubbing my arm before they are off exiting the arena.

only about ten minutes later, luke comes scurrying out of the locker room with jack trailing behind him. his eyes quickly scan around the room, searching for you. once he sees you, he’s hit with both relief and anxiety. he waves awkwardly to you and jack excuses himself, patting him on the shoulder while mouthing ‘good luck’.

“hey,” you say softly. luke begins to walk closer to you taking a deep breath.

“hi.” is all you get in response. luke was always a man of few words. he was quiet and shy- due to various insecurities- but when you both started dating, you gave him a surge of confidence. however, now that you aren’t together anymore, that confidence is slowly wearing off.

“you played really good!” you try to break the obvious tension.

“thank you.” he smiles. “i didn’t really expect you to be here.”

“yeah, i ran into jack this morning and he invited me to the game.” you laugh uncomfortably. luke nods, allowing his eyes to drift onto the jersey you were wearing. he takes a moment to examine it- lightly smiling- until he realizes that’s not his. his eyes stop at the #86 patched onto the jersey. luke’s jaw clenches and his eyes fill with jealously.

you notice he saw the jersey and got obviously jealous. you weren’t sure why though?

why was he jealous you were wearing jack’s jersey? did he want you to wear his? there’s no way he could’ve. that would be too soon.

“luke,” you decide to get right to the point, “we have to talk.”

pushing back the jealous thoughts, luke nods once again.

“i’m sorry for jumping to conclusions when i saw that photo. i really did forgive you, but that photo haunted me. we had our little break and over that time, i realized that i’m not the same person i am when i’m with you. i miss you lukey. i miss us.”

instead of responding, he pulls you into a bear hug. luke was unsure of the words to say, but perhaps they were not even needed.

and there you two stood. bathing in each others embrace. you both could’ve melted right there and then in each others arms. it didn’t feel real. luke didn’t feel real to you. you were afraid at any moment you would jolt awake from this fragile reality, but you didn’t.

“i missed you more than you can imagine.” he says while pulling away from each other.

without wasting another minute, your lips landed on his in a passionate kiss. the kiss consisted of months of built up frustration, depression, and withdrawal.

“i’ve waited months to do that again.” you admit in a breathy laugh, pulling away from luke’s lips. he agrees, admiring your flushed cheeks, causing him to break out into a cheeky grin.

“do you want to stay over my place tonight?” as the words come out of his mouth, they feel surreal. you’ve waited so long to hear him ask that question.

“of course.” you beam.

“good because right when we get home i’m ripping that jersey off you.” he winks, pulling a surprised laugh out of you.

#hearts4hughes #nhl imagine #hockey blurb #luke hughes #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes x reader #jack hughes #nora's writings 💐

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underacalicosky · 7 months

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20 Question Fic Writer Tag

Yayyy! Thanks for tagging me @grapenehifics 😁 And thanks to @ineffable-snowman for tagging me too! ❤️

How many works do you have on ao3?

I only have six Obikin fics on AO3, which isn’t a lot, but I’m hoping to write more! I’ve posted fics for a different fandom that I’m no longer active in, but that was a lifetime ago and I don’t monitor those fics anymore.

2.) What's your ao3 word count?

AO3 says 107,086. I know that’s not a lot compared to some folks, but it’s more than I thought I’d get to when I started writing again a few months ago.

3.) What fandoms do you write for?

Right now, only Prequels/Clone Wars Star Wars, and only Obikin because they’ve taken over my brain. And mainly modern AUs, but I have couple ideas that are in the Star Wars universe.

4.) What are your top five fics by kudos?

Cruel Summer (Intern AU) - 175

Edge of Greatness (Figure skating AU) - 132

The Next Model (Top Model AU) - 125

Heartbreak Prince (Same age HS AU) - 70

In Good Hands (Hairstylist AU) - 69

5.) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, I always respond to comments! I try to respond within a few days. But yes, I love comments. I’m grateful that someone would take the time to not only read my fics, but to also leave a note or an emoji or wall of text 😭 so I try to show my appreciation by responding. Sometimes I’ll get a comment that’s really touching and I’ll reread it when I’m having a bad day. I love when I get into little side convos or hearing about headcanons in the comments!

6.) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I’m incapable of writing anything but a happy ending for Obikin. I want so badly for them to find peace and joy together, whether that’s through lots of cuddles and sex or a platonic life-long friendship.

7.) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of them? 😁 I like to end my fics in a way where they’re at a good place, and afterward they run off and have more adventures and I might not know exactly what they’re up to, but I know they’re happy.

8.) Do you get hate on fics?

Not since I’ve written for the SW and Obikin fandom. Everyone here has been wonderful and encouraging and kind of feral in the most amazing way. I can’t tell you how much I love love love the positive vibes.

It wasn’t always like that in my previous fandom and I eventually left. Although, it wasn’t really hate. I started getting comments about how I wasn’t incorporating certain extreme kinks (which I didn’t know how to write), sort of suggesting that what I wrote wasn’t interesting. And there were plenty of writers who did write those kinks so it was a little baffling. I’m a firm believer that everyone should be able to read or write whatever they like without judgment or shame, but it got to the point where my confidence took a huge hit and I wasn’t having fun anymore.

9.) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I do write smut! Soft, fluffy, vanilla smut where they look at each other with hearts in their eyes. If my smut were a cake, it would be funfetti.

10.) Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No, but I like putting them modern AUs so maybe the Top Model fic is kind of a crossover?

11.) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I didn’t realize this was a thing. How do I know if a fic has been stolen?

12.) Have you ever had a fic translated?

A couple years after I left my previous fandom, someone reached out and asked if they could translate one of my fics into a different language. It was really heartwarming and humbling to hear that something I wrote resonated with someone enough to make them want to translate it and share it. I said yes, but I’m not sure I ever got the link to the translated version.

13.) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I co-wrote a big bang with another author for my previous fandom. It was a lot of fun and someone made a playlist to go with our fic. We had similar writing styles, to the point that our betas got confused over who wrote which chapters.

14.) What's your all time favorite ship?

Probably Obikin. Their dynamic is so intriguing to me. There’s endless possibilities. Plus, the authors in this fandom are so freaking talented and creative and that fuels my love for them.

15.) What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I don’t have too many WIP at the moment. I only have two that have actual words, the rest are ideas that haven’t solidified yet. But I plan to finish the ones I’ve started writing.

16.) What are your writing strengths?

I’m terrible at self-assessments. I like to think that I can create a feeling of longing or pining. I love a slow burn, especially a friends to lovers type relationship, and that’s where I like to live with the things I write. There’s that phase where they’re both too afraid to tell the other how they feel. But they stare longingly and wonder if the other’s thinking of them too. And maybe there’s miscommunication or an ill-conceived reason for why they can’t be together that leads to some mild angst before they confess their love and fuck all gentle and sweet.

17.) What are your writing weaknesses?

Writing anything that has a complex plot or interwoven side plots. I’m very linear and simplistic. I’m always so impressed when I read something and the plot has been intricately planned and the little details tie together in the end. These are truly talented writers. Like, you should be publishing novels and getting paid. If I had more time and brain space, I’d love to try planning something more complex someday.

18.) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I’m not against it, but I can barely post anything without typos in English so I wouldn’t trust myself to include dialogue in another language.

19.) First fandom you wrote for?

X-files, Mulder/Scully. I didn’t post it to gossamer. I just had it on my computer and was too scared to show it to anyone.

20.) Favorite fic you've ever written?

This is tough, and it’s going to be a long and rambly answer.

Definitely the fics I’ve written for Obikin are my favorites. And if I had to pick one of them, it would probably be Edge of Greatness, only because it was the first thing I posted to AO3 in about 12 years.

I started writing fics again a few months ago as a way to do something for myself because most of my life revolves around taking care of my family. I had the idea in my head for about a month before I finally dusted off my old 2008 Macbook and wrote the whole thing in about three weeks. It was such a freeing feeling to be writing again, but I still had that criticism in my head. At that time, I wasn’t sure I wanted to share it once I finished it, but I also was trying to challenge myself.

I took baby steps. I got a new AO3 account and sat on it for a week before I began uploading the first few chapters. It was exciting and terrifying at the same time. My hands were shaking when I posted the first four chapters knowing that they would be out there in the world. I was convinced that no one would read them and I was okay with that because the goal I set for myself was to post and not care what other people thought. But the next morning I saw that I had kudos and comments and had a nice little cry. Some people, like @grapenehifics left comments in every chapter and I can’t put into words what that meant to me. So I’m not sure that it’s my best fic, but it holds special meaning to me and I’ll always love it for that reason.

I’m tagging anyone who writes fics and wants to share! I love reading these types of responses! ❤️

#thanks for the tag!

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katnissdoesnotfollowback · 2 months

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74/75 from the ask list, because maybe those two answers would interestingly compliment each other - but feel free to only answer one if you prefer!

Please accept this otter with their favorite rock as tax.

Otters are always accepted in this inbox. 🦦 ❤️ 😊

74. Do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love?

It feels kinda crummy to say I have any fics that I wish got more attention lol. I’m fully aware that I’ve been fortunate in the level of response my fics usually receive.

So to answer this one, I actually looked at my ao3 stats to see which ones have the lowest number of kudos. Other than a few oneshots, the one that surprised me the most (although it probably shouldn’t given the warning tags on it) was Lay Me Down, Let Me Dream. Mainly I was surprised because it’s a much older fic and was cowritten with one of the early writers in the fandom who was already considered a titan in the fandom while I was still new.

Then again, maybe it’s just not one of those fics that people reread because of the warnings on it. It is not an easy read, by any stretch of the imagination but I truly feel like we did such an incredible job on it.

75. Is there a particular fic that readers gravitated towards that you didn’t expect?

Sigh. Secret Kisses, Secret Wishes. My one and only multi chapter story set in the canon universe. It has a canon divergent plot line, though. This is one of the very few pieces I’ve shared that I had to literally force myself to finish. I don’t know when exactly or why I completely lost interest in it during the process of writing it, but by the end, I just wanted it DONE. All I could see anymore were all the places I could’ve made it better. And yet somehow, I must’ve done something decent with it because it’s one of my most popular fics! 🤣

Fanfiction Writing Asks.

#triassictricerratops #fanfiction ask game #look at that ask

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nodirectionhome-ao3 · 2 months

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🍓🦷 for the writer ask game please :)

Hey there, Kelsey! Thanks for this!

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

Ohh. Good question haha. I think it was sort of always in the cards for me because I’ve loved writing since I was a little kid and I have a very overactive imagination, which means I just can’t read or watch anything I like without imagining alternate scenarios/stories with the characters😅

I’ve dabbled with writing original short stories and stuff over the years, but didn’t really get serious about writing as a hobby until more recently. Shortly after college, one of my best friends convinced me to read The Last Enemy series because she knew I used to read Marauders fics back when we were in high school. So I did and obviously LOVED IT (still do!). TLE brought me squarely back into the fandom and, with my friend’s encouragement, I decided I wanted to try to write my own Marauders fanfic. I hadn’t read the HP books in a while and wanted my characters to be true to their canon selves so I took some time to do a full reread of the books. Somewhere along the way while reading OotP, my plan got derailed and I decided I wanted to start with writing something with Harry in it.

The idea stewed for a little and then, once I was done with my reread, I saw a TikTok talking about Lily and Petunia’s relationship and the idea for KSFM was officially born!

It was originally supposed to be a one shot that would’ve pretty much just been a scaled down Chapter 8…but then I couldn’t stop thinking about it and ended up plotting a 67 chapter story LOL.

So anyway this is a bit long and rambling lol but the short answer is: TLE and my friend Nora are the reason I’m here! I posted the first chapter of KSFM on a whim a few days after my 24th birthday thinking nobody would read it and it would just be a little outlet for me to get back into writing for fun/get over some lingering college burnout, and…here we are!!! It’s been a whirlwind, honestly. But overall I’m very happy I finally took the plunge!!!!

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

I tend to be someone who overthinks a lot, especially when it comes to social interactions. There was one time in college when I said something mildly embarrassing and then spent a long time stressing over it. My friend just very nicely said “it’s okay, nobody else is thinking about it anymore.”

And she was right. It wasn’t a big deal! That’s something I try to remember whenever the social anxiety starts eating away at me. I don’t remember most embarrassing things that other people say/do in the long run, so there’s no reason to think that other people are dwelling on the things I say!

Writer Emoji Ask Game

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gunnerkriggcritical · 2 years

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I’ll share my personal story here in condensed form. I started reading the comic about 10 years ago and quickly became obsessed. I’d say at this point I’ve reread the entire thing… I don’t know, let’s say 5 or 6 times. At its peak, no other webcomic can match Gunnerkrigg for art, for story, or for character. What a stunning, spooky, subtle, complex, and deeply moving comic—and at times hilarious as well. All centered around Annie, one of the most heartbreakingly relatable characters I’ve ever encountered.

My personal turning point was The Tree. I feel like this is where some other fans would put their turning points, too. Anthony’s return brought the comic to a point I feel like it still hasn’t recovered from. Something happened at that point which slowly but surely made GKC a chore to read and keep up with, rather than a pleasure. The story now proceeds in awkward leaps and lurches rather than the patient, unfolding pace we were accustomed to for the first decade.

Nowadays, there’s no slow, careful unfolding of story. Major plot threads get resolved—or introduced and then immediately resolved (see the two Annies)—in ways that feel nowhere near satisfying or even coherent. New arcs are introduced that feel weird and tacked-on and, at worst, annoyingly unwelcome (Loup, who has never quite felt integrated into the story of the comic). The story is telling rather than showing 99.9% of the time. It’s ALL exposition. It’s like Tom is racing at full tilt towards the finish line so he can start working on something else he’s more passionate about. And worst of all, Annie Carver herself now feels like a side character in her own story. She displays few moments of autonomy or personality. She’s just kind of “girl who is there.” I don’t feel like we know her anymore. And for such an incredibly nuanced protagonist, that’s the worst crime of all.

But I might still be reading if not for two particular incidents. I usually can stay loyal to something I’ve loved despite its declining quality, but I never quite came back from the chapter where Tom seems to address reader criticism of Tony, Annie’s deadbeat-at-best dad, by having an entire chapter dedicated to how Tony is excused from being a deadbeat, actually, because he has an ambiguous mental illness of some sort, and ending with Annie looking directly at the viewer to tell us she doesn’t care and loves him anyway and she’s fine and we should all stop worrying, and then having Jones, the literal impartial observer character, agree with her.

That was my last straw. The comic was done for me after that. All my goodwill was gone. I’m honestly still enraged even though this happened more than a year ago; I could talk about it for paragraphs in another post, and I probably will. But for whatever reason I kept reading, morbid curiosity I guess?

Until I reached the point where Lana is almost sexually assaulted by elf kids. I couldn’t believe what I was reading, for so many reasons. GKC has gone so very far off the rails. I realized I was actively dreading each new page and I didn’t want to read at all anymore. I’m done, and I’ve only periodically checked in with the comic since then, each time discovering it’s gone even further off the rails than before.

It really feels like the author has clocked out. The art is no longer stunning (IMO), and the story no longer has any passion in it. It’s not unique or charming or heartbreaking or funny the way it once was. It’s just… random stuff happening. A story about robots, told robotically. At turns, unfortunately, it’s even actively offensive and bad. And for a comic that was once so special, that sucks especially much.

#gunnerkrigg court #gunnerkrigg #please excuse any typos I wrote this in notes app lol #antimony carver #kat donlan

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Hello! I was wondering, since I don’t believe I’ve talked or asked you about this, about your fic Minutes. What was your thought process while writing the fic or what’s your thought process when /if you reread Minutes?

Hello friend!🖤

I love when people ask about this one, because this one tends to fly under the rug a lot, so the question is appreciated.

I don’t know if there was a set plot line I had, I’d never wish for Sami to be in such a horrific wreck, or for anyone for that matter. At that time (this was several years ago at this point), I wanted more stories with Rami in them, I like stories that had angsty qualities to them, ones with hurt/comfort tropes, and I was already writing so much for Mazlek that I wanted to do something else. And I like to think, personally, that Rami has a rather protective quality about him towards the people he loves; he’s protective of them emotionally and physically, and I imagine even more so towards his own twin. Whether or not this quality exists in him in real life, it’s something I always wrote about because I could see it, and liked playing with that idea.

So I wrote about it. And Minutes was the culmination of that thought process. I thought how would Rami react, if he gets a call if his brother’s been in the hospital and he’s the emergency contact? How would he react, if he had to go the hospital where he gets recognized, or he has to deal with a nurse who’s not the most attentive? What is he like when he goes into (literal) big brother mode?

That line of, “I’m his fucking twin, do you not constitute that as family?” was so clear in my head, that’s kind of what started it off. All of those little things led to this fic and what was the ultimate result of it.

Now, when I read it, I have different sentiments.

I am proud to have written it. I’m proud the work, proud of the fic as a whole, but when I go back to reread it, this one makes me uncomfortable, for the simple thought of, why?

Why write about that? Why write about such a heartbreaking thing, about these people who you don’t know, who you’ve never met, but thought you knew from interviews?

It’s the whole mindset of being a fic writer: I’ll never publish something I don’t fully stand behind, because that’s bad morals and bad writing. But these are real people, with real lives, and that time, I suppose I looked at Rami and Sami (and Joe) as characters in the distance, rather than individuals.

It’s the reason I don’t write for Mazlek or twin Tuesday anymore, even if the fandoms are dwindling and there’s five of us left who appreciate each other’s art. To me, now, writing about them in scenarios that to our knowledge haven’t happened, to write that for likes and comments like I was doing…feels disingenuous. And it’s ironic to say, given how much pride I took in making sure each story felt real and authentic and true to each person, that now when I look back at it sometimes, I do feel like a line was crossed.

I’m not saying I regret it. But have I thought about deleting a few fics off my platforms? Yeah, absolutely. But I won’t, because I know how much people have enjoyed them, so they’ll stay. And after all that, I’m still proud of them. But it’s a conflicted feeling, for sure.

You didn’t ask for an entire essay on this, and I do apologize! I suppose I didn’t realize how much I had buried on what to say on how I feel about this topic, but really do love that you asked about this. Thank you, thank you 😘

#fic asks

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Miss Amy, I wanted to re-read Puzzle Pieces (it’s my comfort fic; have read it multiple times) but I could not find it in AO3. Looked at your master list and it’s not there either. Please, please don’t tell me you deleted. 🙏🏼

Hey there.

First of all, thank you so much for reading that story in the first place, and rereading it multiple times after that. That really means a lot to me.

I’ve said before and will say again that I do love that story, inasmuch as I love every story I write. But it’s been a couple of years since I wrote it and I have to admit that it doesn’t feel like me anymore. Which is why I made a decision a little while ago to, for time being, take it down. This isn’t to say that every two years I’ll wake up and delete a fic—definitely not. But for that particular fic, while I think parts of it are really beautiful, other parts just haven’t withstood the test of time for me.

I toyed with the idea of orphaning it, because I know that people do love going back to read it from time to time. But that didn’t feel right either, because at the end of the day they are still my words and to have them floating out there divorced from me felt…weird and uncomfortable.

At the moment, I’m not sure where it’ll go from here, but I’ve been playing a few ideas over in my head. Maybe one day the idea of orphaning a fic won’t feel so weird to me and perhaps I’ll re upload it anonymously. Or, since I still have the file of the fic, I might make the decision to send it directly to people who request it from me. Or maybe I’ll wake up one day and decide it was silly to take it down in the first place and just put it back up on my dash the same as it was. But what I really want to do? Is rewrite it.

I feel like it deserves a do-over. I feel like I can make it so much better and something that I’ll be even prouder of, something that feels more like me.

Either way, I hope for now you can be patient with me while I work it all out. And I’m really sorry if it feels I’ve taken something away from you—I feel bad about that. But I also feel like a weight has been lifted having taken it down and I don’t regret it.

Again, thank you so much for reading it. And while I definitely do not plan on deleting anymore stories any time soon, I think it’s a good reminder to download the fics that you love so that you can keep them forever regardless of what authors choose to do with them. ❤️

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Behind the Keyboard Volume 31

Behind the Keyboard is a series of interviews with different Schitt’s Creek fanfic authors. The series will last as long as there is interest (from authors) and capacity (from me). If you are an author from the Schitt’s Creek fandom who would like to participate, send a DM to this account.

Each author was given ten questions. The first five questions are the same for every author, the last five will vary.

Let’s meet our next author:

@delilah-mcmuffin / delilahmcmuffin

How many fics have you written?

90 in the SC fandom. 30 in a precious fandom a long, long time ago.

When did you publish your first fic on AO3?

August 15, 2019

Describe your writing process from “Oh, I have an idea” to pushing publish on AO3.

My writing process has changed from the beginning. I used to just get an idea that wouldn’t leave me alone and start writing, look it over for obvious errors, then hit the old “Post” button. I started using outlines when I wrote my Stranger Than Fiction AU because it was so complex, and found that I couldn’t really go back to just writing with no guideline anymore. Most of my fics (except for prompt fills) are outlined now. Not that I stuck to them religiously but just like having an idea of where things are going so I don’t paint myself into a corner as much anymore. So I outline and I get feedback on that from a few people, then I start writing. I’m a very anxious writer, requiring lots of validation and head pats and I am lucky enough to have some very patient friends who are willing to put up with my neediness!

Tell me about your most recent fic? What do you love about it? Is there anything you think you could have done better?

My most recent fic was a teensy little prompt fill, and the one before that was a birthday gift for a friend which I’m still debating whether to add a second chapter to. So I’m going to go back to my third most recent fic [Editor's note: Until You Can Love Yourself Again] which was an introspective look at David’s anxieties about his appearance after Patrick makes the “he goes to the gym” comment about Ted. I really like how the story turned out, but there are always things I’d like to tinker with after the fact. I rarely do, aside from fixing grammatical errors that I’ve caught on a reread. I generally fret and worry as I’m writing, letting trusted friends have a look throughout the writing process to keep me on task and also give me honest feedback on whether I’m on the right track or if I need to rethink certain phrases, plot points, or if I need to scrap an idea altogether. So by the time I actually post a fic, there’s not much of change.

What advice would you give to someone who’s thinking about publishing their fic for the first time?

Absolutely do it! If there’s a story you desperately want to read but haven’t found, then chances are there are other people who feel the same way. So put your words out into the universe! In this fandom in particular, people are very generous with their support in the form of kudos and comments.

How has writing fic changed you?

It’s made me more aware of how I communicate. And it’s found me a gaggle of wonderful friends, which has changed my life for the better. I’ve had some very tough times over the last few years and I can honestly say I would not have made it through without some of the very important friendships I’ve made.

What does a successful fic look like to you?

For me, I feel like something I’ve written is successful when someone says it’s moved them in some way. It has nothing to do with the number of kudos or hits (although they are very lovely and I appreciate them immensely). But when someone comments that something I’ve written made them laugh or cry or shoot coffee out their nose…yeah. That’s a great feeling. But success is also about telling a story that I want to tell in a way that I think only I can tell it. I’ve written fics that maybe haven’t been super popular, but they meant something to me and I’m proud that I’ve put them out into the world.

Do you think your fics have a brand? What is it?

Is second hand embarrassment a brand? If so, I think that’s probably pretty accurate! In all honestly, I think my brand is humour, through the good times and the bad. I wrote a fic that was very much about loss and heartbreak, but I was very conscious that there needed to be little pockets of levity sprinkled throughout the story so it didn’t get pulled under by it’s own weight. Everything I write has at least a little cheeky humour in it. And sometimes my fics are just pure nonsense. So. Yes. Humour. It me.

Fill in the blank. You couldn't pay me enough money to write: non-con/dub-con. David & Patrick having a kid together. I also don’t really write BDSM but that’s not because I have any issue with it. I just think there are other writers out there who can do it much better than I ever could.

What is the favorite scene you’ve ever written?

Oh my gosh. That’s like asking me to pick my favourite child! One that comes immediately to mind is a prompt fill I did where Stevie and Patrick talk about sex. That was the prompt. I decided to have them do it while drunk and they ended up talking about David’s dick and Patrick was very put out that it wasn’t at the top of Stevie’s list of best dicks—was just in the top ten. At the time, I remember thinking “this is too much. It’s too ridiculous. I’ve finally jumped the shark.” But the responses I got were so fantastic! I had the same feeling about the car scene with Clint and Marcy in my broken bed fic. But again, I was surprised by the response and I love it!

#behind the keyboard #meet the authors #sc fanfic #schitts creek #schitt's creek

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mapsofnonexistentplaces · 6 months

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ok trying to go over the year’s reads in chronological order i am just spitballing and none of this is good reviewwork

house of leaves — it’s house of leaves what do you want me to say. there was a house of leaves. genuinely really love it but i’ve started to form this semihearted grudge against it because it’s like The One Weird Book everyone recommends and it kind of clouds discussion of other ergodic lit LOL it’s for good reason though there’s nothing else quite like it

kafka on the shore — book that i need to finish actually i’ve still got a chunk of it undone…. honestly might just restart it altogether i don’t remember much of the plot since i started it in like february. but augh. i remember it feeling very smooth to read. pacing of it was extremely stilted in a way that like. i thought was quite cool actually. loved the way it split its perspectives

ulysses — read through a few chapters before i kind of just dropped it unintentionally. really want to get back to it it’s just. impenetrable if i’m not giving it my full and utmost attention lol

a streetcar named desire — reiterating something i said ages ago which is “i could not fucking care less about what tennessee williams’ plays are about but goddamn if they’re not extremely inspiring in the way they’re composed and conveyed” or something like that

the like first 2 books of the new wc arc go inbetween here chronologically…. they’re not as fun as the last arc enough so that i’ve decided i don’t care about those cats anymore lol. complete slog that makes me wish for the days of cat hell possession conflicts instead of weird love triangles or whatever

wonderbook — really good…. i mean it’s literally a “guide” but it feels much more like just a ‘manifesto’ of how a story can be good. it was a really fun read as someone who’s never really been too impressed by common writing advice and who has also never really gotten engrossed in writing circles with other people…. kind of book that feels valuable to both people who are freshly getting into writing and more experienced writers. definitely helped me name and put pressure on elements of my own writing and composition that was just fully instinct-driven prior. it’s good.

tainaron — aughhhh i’ve reread this one like thrice this year…. i’ve fucking yelled about it before on my blog so many times and i’m just restating what i’ve said before which is go look up tainaron and read it it’s like 70 pages it’s just posted online by the original author and it’s a wonderful time. bugs can be both scary and beautiful. you will realise this. ❤️

sphinx or robot — from the same author! this one’s also fun but just not as satisfactory or unified as tainaron imo. nother good short bout though

a midsummer night’s dream — i don’t like shakespeate. dint care.

if on a winter’s night a traveller — hol-like in that it kind of clouds discussion of ergodic lit but once again i kind of get it. honestly this feels like a really good digestible intro to such styles id definitely recommend it with the caveat of like. “be ready for useless background misogyny throughout”. the whole premise grants it a really slick pace love the idea of uniting unfinished ‘chapters’ of stories together…. will forever be thinking about leaning from the steep slope and wishing it was a fully fledged novel though

the castle of crossed destinies — another calvino work. once again love this guy’s prose although i wish he wrote women better LOL uhhh honestly just a really good bite sized bit of weird allegorical literature it’s so much more obtuse and “dry” than ioawnat but i feel like the framing device and style make up for the kind of nothing plot. i suppose that’s kind of the point of it as well….

strassburg’s tristan — currently reading through it and halfway across! specifically the hatto translation which i’m like most definitively marking as some of the most beautiful prose i’ve ever read LOL style of it feels like wading through water

shit that’s on my reading list and that i want to go through soon also….

already started vandermeer’s ambergris trilogy i think i just started and forgot to ever finish city of saints and madmen. fun style though

the complete cosmicomics — again sifted through a bit of the beginning it feels like an even more sludgy set of calvino works than castle of crossed destinies was. but it’s enchanting regardless and i’ll probably read it and like it. i’m lame!

this is how you lose the time war — been on my list for ages i’ve seen excerpts i’ve liked….

piranesi — when rocks have a shape they can be anything in the world or whatever i’m sure this book will say it in a cool way

the seagull — i’m really struggling to find interesting plays that are not about divorce or uninteresting melodrama and this one still applies im sure but from what i’ve read it does so in an interesting way LOL

pale fire — to complete the set of “weird books nobody will shut up about being weird” i need to get to this one. 👍

#.mid #ok that took a while. goddamn

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leatafandom · 1 year

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Hi dear! Thanks so much for the ask <3

2. Are you a pantser or plotter?

Oh, a plotter, hands down. I don’t always write it out, but I normally come up with an idea and plot it out in my head. But, I love a good list, so I have outlines for days. I think that’s why I like doing prompt requests because I actively try not to fully plot it out, write it all in one take, and not edit it for too long. Doing it on the fly just has a different vibe to it, and it's super fun when it workout.

12. Describe your perfect writing space.

That’s a good one. I tend to need different stimuli when I’m writing different things or at what stage I’m editing. I think somewhere that had easy access to being outside, had a computer with a large screen with a wireless keyboard and mouse, and a good stereo system. That way I could watch something or listen to some music while I write or take my phone outside and write if it's nice. Maybe some different seating options with different blankets. It would be very eclectic to say the least lol

21. Who is/are your favourite character(s) to write?

I think right now my favorite is Gabriel. He’s just fun, I love attempting humor, and right now I’m really enjoying that balance of casual fun and cosmic powerhouse. There are just so many dimensions to him and I just love exploring them.

34. What was the hardest scene you ever had to write?

I really had to think about this one. I tend to struggle with fight scenes, so I feel like it would have been one of those. But recently I’ve been writing a lot more incorporeal aspects of archangels and gods with their physical manifestations, and that… that has been a thing. I have a few different universes of playing with this idea and I like that they are different from each other, but defining those differences, coming up with body language for a species of shapeless entities while making them interact has been an interesting process.

46. Do you reread your own stories?

Yup. Shamelessly re-read them. I wrote a lot of things because it was living in my head rent-free for too long, and now it's just fun to go visit it. There are some I don’t love anymore, and a lot of the times I re-read things just for editing purposes on new sections, but there are some like my Spideypool Series or Cannibal Sam that I am just happy that it exists, and I reread them from time to time.

For the Writer’s Ask Game

#thank you so much for the ask!#these were so fun #asks and answers #writer asks

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theres-whump-in-that-nebula · 11 months

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Oasis: Day Eighteen (continued; part two)

Note from the author: Sorry it’s been a long time since I updated this (I even forgot what’s going on LOL). So, uh, if you, too, have forgotten the contents of anything between Day Seventeen — Day Eighteen (Continued), you might want to reread them because this contains details present in specifically those parts. (Un)Happy reading!

CW: Heavy talk of real-life religious doctrine… this will continue on throughout the book in varying degrees.

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When I pressed her further as to what kind of convention it was, she said that I could go to the next one with her and see for myself… in exactly one year’s time. So it seems sure that I will be here for at least that long, or longer… for what purpose, I do not know.

I took her unwillingness to answer the first question as an opportunity to ask another, “Why are there tropical plants growing in the same place tundra animals are living? What is the nature of this place?”

“The whole Earth is a garden” She spoke as if I should have known this already, “There is no place without food because that is the way our planet was designed.”

“You say ‘designed’ as if you mean by a god—“ The peridot eyes flicked up at me with renewed interest. Obviously I had struck a chord with her, “…what is your faith?”

She paused for a long while before answering, taking time to clasp her hands and stare into the middle distance with her chin rested on them. I found it odd that she would have to enter a state of such deep thought to answer, what I thought, was a fairly simple question. Most people I’ve met were eager to discuss their beliefs with you, providing a snap answer as to what religion they belonged to, and why they have faith in it. However, I have met a few people who became angry even at the mention of beliefs, taking your honest question as an attack on their person. “Have I said something wrong?” I asked, hoping that was not the case with Sophia.

“If you mean to ask ‘Have you offended me?’ No; you haven’t… but you have said something very, very wrong. You should know by now that there is no such thing as ‘faith’ anymore.”

“So… you’re a— you’re all—“ I stumbled on a word I, for the life of me, could not remember, despite having identified with it myself at one time.

“No, you don’t understand: All faith is obsolete.”

“But that — whatever it’s called — is a complete lack of faith in God, or—“ I was getting frustrated with myself for not being able to remember, “a god… images.”

“Dulce, you were a scientist (assuming you haven’t forgotten that too). How often did the general understanding of science change over the years?”

“Quite a lot. Every year, something new is discovered. That can sometimes change how we do things; or sometimes it confirms we’re on the right track.”

“And if something that was once a theory became confirmed; was it not recognized as scientific fact?”

“Well… I guess you could describe it that way; but that’s not quite—“

“Regardless, once you had seen something to be true, believing turned to knowing, correct?”

I wasn’t in the mood to argue with her about the intricacies of scientific research when I saw she had no knowledge on the subject. She was driving at a different point, albeit, using an ill-fitting example to explain it; so I merely waited for her to finish with the example so I could learn whatever she wished to tell me, “I think I know what you mean.”

“We, the people of Earth, have seen definitive proof that God exists. We have all but seen God in person. We need no faith.”

I folded my arms, not so much out of doubt than of curiosity, “And what, exactly, did you all see?”

She raised an eyebrow at me, then stared at the picture on the wall, reciting something very familiar, “‘I saw also an angel standing in the sun, and he cried out with a loud voice and said to all the birds that fly in midheaven: ‘Come here, be gathered together to the great evening meal of God, so that you may eat the flesh of kings…” I started violently, the blood drained from my face. Sophia saw my reaction, continuing even louder, without pause, “and the flesh of military commanders and the flesh of strong men and the flesh of horses and of those seated on them, and the flesh of all, of freemen as well as of slaves and of small ones and great.’ The nineteenth chapter of Revelation, verses seventeen and eighteen; yesterday you were screaming the passage in your sleep. Would you like to hear more?”

I didn’t realize that, in my night terrors, I had actually screamed the words aloud, and felt briefly, as a result, like Sophia had invaded my mind and rummaged around in my memories. She had recited that which I could barely remember four words of, perfectly, in its entirety. To say I was horrified would have been a severe understatement. I must have said yes to her offer, because she continued:

“‘And I saw the wild beast and the kings of the earth and their armies gathered together to wage war against the one seated on the horse and against his army. And I saw the wild beast and the kings of the earth and their armies gathered together to wage war against the one seated on the horse and against his army.

And the wild beast was caught, and along with it the false prophet that performed in front of it the signs with which he misled those who received the mark of the wild beast and those who worship its image. While still alive, they both were hurled into the fiery lake that burns with sulfur. But the rest were killed off with the long sword that proceeded out of the mouth of the one seated on the horse. And all the birds were filled with their flesh.’ End chapter.”

Sophia smiled a reminiscent smile, “So, Dulce, whatever you remembered in that dream of yours is what we all witnessed: total annihilation of a corrupt and evil system. But not only that,” she held up a finger, moving her head emphatically to the benefit of her point, “We have also witnessed its restoration. That is why we need no faith. Faith is the assured expectation of what is hoped for. We are neither expecting, hoping, nor wanting, for anything any longer. Paradise Earth as we now intimately know it, is the spiritual oasis after a long time thirsting in the desert. The act of faith is complete; we have drunk life’s water free.”

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Tagging: @astudyinpanda@oldwoolhat@jiminy-cricket-but-gay@gorelabs

@straight-to-the-pain

@hallowgendered

@nova-3-the-exo

@bitalene

#Hehe I put the title of the story in the words and it go BRRR #anyway let’s ignore the fact that Sophia would get counseled within an inch of her LIFE if she ever approached someone like this #epistolary #sci fi #horror #dystopian #religious horror

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toburnup · 1 year

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hi! i’d like to start by saying this last chapter of iylo was so emotional for me that i literally had to take breaks because uh- THE FEELS

anyway, i have an interpretation of something i’ve picked on while reading this last chapter (and doing a reread this last week because i just cant help) and i’d like to know if i got it right lol

i’ve noticed eddie is the only one who ever mentions clouds since hawkins. correct me if im wrong, but even in steve’s pov we don’t see him talking about them anymore. is that a way of showing that even though steve has changed since hawkins, since their whole “thing”, eddie still sees him as the boy who came as he pleased and dropped him to “start dating again”? like, he’s still the asshole who broke his heart and used to like clouds. even though he’s not anymore? and maybe that’s why he keeps treating steve like that? the mixed signs and the sex and all of it?

just a thought lol. thank you so much for this chapter!

oh i LOVE this message. i've been sitting on it for a couple of days, thinking about my answer. because — it's a few different things!! and what you described is part of it!

iylo meta below because WHY NOT

the cornfield (and their cloudgazing) was 'their thing'. it exists outside of both their worlds. they were also there when they had their first few moments of closeness (and steve wishes they'd kissed there). i don't think i got into this in eddie's pov, but it's also a space where eddie was less aware of his pain, so their dynamic was just.... different there.

after eddie left, steve went to the cornfield because he was lonely and missing eddie in particular. it's also the place where he took off his shirt, and there's lots there re: steve's scars being a symbol of his queerness that i won't get into now, but it's one of the moments where he chooses to acknowledge it.

now in the city, they've had their rooftop scenes which are similar in the way that they're alone beneath the big ol' sky, but those have all taken place at night (somethingsomething clarity in the light of day).

and. yes, eddie has brought up the clouds a few times and steve hasn't really reciprocated other than the time that they finally talk on the side of the road when they're back in hawkins. they're not quite on the same page, but they're trying.

#is your light on #iylo meta #<- the tag for these kind of posts !!! for my ramblings #vio answers

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