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Aww thank you so much 🥺🥺💕💕

🍓🥤for the author question thing-y 😅

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

Well, it all started back in the olden days of 2013, when I was still in high school. I remember being in the library during one of my breaks, browsing FanFiction.Net for any good Amazing World of Gumball fics, since that was my hyperfixation at the time. I was specifically looking Richard x Nicole fics, since that was my OTP back then, and felt disappointed when I didn't find any good fics about how they first met or how they became a couple

That's when I had a major epiphany: if there weren't any fics about this ship's "origin story", then I should just write one myself!

So I got to work, and in May of that same year, my first fic was up

And the rest, as they say, is history~

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

Ohohoh, there's a LOT of both authors and fics I could recommend! But since I don't want to keep this too long, I will select a few of each category that absolutely own my heart:

Authors:

@eroticfriendfictions

@new-berlinwall

@deleahtarte

@lozislaw

@outsiderempire

@goldendoodlerlockerlove

Fanfics:

All Single Riders Will Be Paired by @new-berlinwall

You're Worth Keeping Around by @love-your-enthusiasm

A Step From Invisible by @rozavie (I believe that's the right blog...)

Romantic Love and Other Treatments for Jamais Vu by @eroticfriendfictions

Saturday Waffles by @lozislaw

Perfectly Platonic (Unless...) by @frostedpuffs

I'm Bored, You're Amorous by PachucaSunrise

May Nothing But Happiness Come Through Your Door by @boy-thighs

La Canción de Mi Corazón / The Song of My Heart by @dr-peppers-monster

Lemon Muffins and Apricity by @deleahtarte

Poor Boys by @outsiderempire

An Indecent Proposal by @goldendoodlerlockerlove

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idk man

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First Lines of 2024

My first writings of 2024. Thanks so much for tagging me @thegloriousninjaturtle you beautiful bastard, I've certainly been cooking, for a few fics in fact. Go read their wondrous fics full of nothing but bunny sluttery :p

I Don't Want Antibody But You (Chapter 12 in progress):

Backtrack, and it hits him:

“I know you.”

It wasn’t really the looks that did it, though they were pretty distinctive; that Kyle look. No, it was the voice; that Kyle voice. It shook him out of his stupor the first time, and the second was catching up. Kyle was looking at him like someone might look at a pet they dug up out of the ground. It was making Stan wanna vomit again.

No that’s right, it was Kyle who put him in the tub. He was standing there looking like he’d vomit himself. Well at least they could do it together.

Kyle said something, Stan couldn’t really hear it. It sounded passive-aggressive. So Kyle.

“Yeah – no, I remember you. That hair.”

“What about my name? Or has alcohol killed that part of your brain too?” Kyle asked, his voice strained.

Stan smiled, though it wasn’t funny. It was kind of sickening. In a kind of half-panicked haze, he realised this was the longest conversation they’ve had for years. The haze is thick, so it doesn’t show on his face.

“I bet you don’t ‘member mine,” Stan said, dulling the pain by tearing the thoughts to shreds. “You knew me too.”

Or at least tried to.

“I asked you first.”

So Kyle.

“You’re Kyle,” Stan smiled wobbily. Saying that felt good, like taking a secret little piece back with him to hoard. Kyle wasn’t his anymore, so he could at least have a momento.

“Why are you drunk?” Kyle asked.

“No no, it’s your turn remember,” Stan sang. That question stung, did he even have an answer? It was fun.

No it wasn’t.

It was his own little special therapy, since Randy thought real therapy was for gay pussies, and god forbid you be either.

“You’re Stan,” Kyle sighed, and let Stan see it all for one split second that he nearly missed. Kyle averted his eyes and looked around for someone in the empty bathroom, Stan lying collapsed in the tub and feeling a low thrumming headache approaching. He had wondered if Kyle remembered him. They were different people now. It's not like he hadn’t pushed for the split. It just hurt. Everything fucking hurt.

“That’s it,” Stan nodded. “Good job.”

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Tagging @/anyone who wishes to show the first few words they've written for the year!! Love you all <3

#how is the aussie sunburn treating you anon? XD <3 #southpark #southparkfanfiction #i dont want antibody but you

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Thanks bitch u3u, I hope you're doing well adjusting away from the coolest country (not literally, ouchie sunburn) in the world, brag to everyone how sick kangaroo land is. We miss you already <333

First Lines in 2024

Welp, @delivish tagged me to give some sneak peeks in the making and thank goodness they did tag me because boy have I been writing! I know I'm practically silent on here, but I do miss Ao3 and I miss the amazing community in the fandom even more! Makes me wonder why I take a long long time to post (besides life being the apparent answer XD). Here are some snippets of two fics that will be posted soon!

A Series of Choices (CH.5)

Kenny lay on the couch, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he played Tetris on his phone, waiting for Karen to FaceTime him. It was eight in the morning and he had been up since five playing, his thumbs moving on autopilot, tapping the blocks into place. The smell of ash filled the room, smoke curling over his head, and for once, Kenny was glad to be home alone. It was a rare moment where he was able to smoke inside the house and no one was around to pester him about his habits. As Kenny tapped a line piece to the right of his screen, Karen’s face popped up on his phone. He moved his ash-filled cup out of view before answering the call.

“Hey!” Karen beamed.

Kenny couldn’t help but look surprised to see his sister’s hair now a different color. “Hey. White?”

“Sort of. It’s actually a really light pink. My roommates helped me dye it and cut it, too. Do you like it?” She asked, shaking her short hair from side to side.

“Yeah, actually. It’s different,” he commented. “So is that the first thing you did when you got off the plane?”

“More like the second. The first was struggle to unpack with two other people in a tiny space,” Karen said. “Here’s the full tour of the dorm, if you’re interested.”

 She pushed herself out of the way and her laptop was able to capture the entirety of her room right in its place. He was able to catch the lofted beds, desks, and crammed mini fridge all in one glance. Karen wasn’t kidding when she said she was shoved into a closet.

“That’s it?” Kenny asked.

“Yup. The only thing you’re not seeing is my desk, which you don’t really need to see,” she mumbled as she shuffled a few papers out of the way. “But that’s it,” she confirmed and moved back into view.

“Bet you wish you had your old room back.”

Karen gave a half-shrug. “It doesn’t bother me. I’m just glad I got roommates that I actually get along with.”

“Are you saying your old roommates sucked?”

“Yeah, because at least these ones aren't pigs.”

Forgive Me Father for I Have Sinned

In roughly thirteen hours, Butters will be standing in South Park’s Roman Catholic church, waiting to be wed to a woman he didn’t love. His mother has planned everything, from the guest list to the music to the white rose boutonniere on Butters’ suit. His girlfriend – now fiance – of three months has been teasing Butters about her wedding dress, telling him she couldn’t wait for him to see it and even more excited to walk down the aisle without her promise ring. They will say their vows and seal their fate with their first kiss. During the reception, everyone will gorge on gourmet food as they toast speech after speech, congratulating them on their big day. Perhaps Butters’ parents will finally tell him how proud they are of him. Butters and his new wife will have their first dance before cutting the cake his mother lost her mind. No doubt the baker blacklisted them from any future orders. A perfect tale for any wedding, except when his fiance will appear before the church doors, Butters won’t be waiting for her on the other side.

I'm tagging @lozislaw because I know you beautiful bitch have something in the making XD Of course, if you wish to keep it a surprise, we'll all be waiting with bated breath <3

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WHO FRAMED FIZZAROLLI PART 4 ft. STRIKER MAROON!

poor fizz😔

bonus:

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they are fucking those snacks UP

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2005 doomed yuri

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In their lesbian era

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Ozzie is whipped for his Imp husband and he knows it 🤣💙💚

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WINTER KING’S SONG

Winter Wonderworld

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local old man finally gets new clothes

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He loves his cat 🐱

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DAY 1 - ALIEN

Here is my first art for @alt-zadr-b1tch3z IZ event :P

I love the cyberpunk theme in general but GOD, neon colors are hell for me to work with xD

Still was super fun to draw :D

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The 2 Illustrations I did for the latest Helluva Boss episode! Hope everyone loved this episode as much as i did! The team SMASHED it! ✨🥳

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I was just listening to a podcast episode about clowns, and I realized something…

The accident locked Fizzarolli into a role he took on as a child. It made it impossible for him to ever be anything BUT a clown, whether he liked it or not.

I mean, this kid could have absolutely grown up and done anything he liked, whether that is another role on stage (which is likely) or anything else he could have wanted to do

After the accident, though? His face was literally TURNED into the face of a clown. Being a clown used to be a mask, a costume, a performance - now it‘s his literal body. His skin isn‘t white because of the make-up, but because of the burn scars; his nose isn‘t red bc of a prop, but because it‘s the only thing that didn‘t burn; his hat doesn‘t just make his horns look more whimsical, it is a replacement for his horns.

He is trapped in a role that was given to him as a child. I know he enjoys it, and that is damn lucky for him - but it‘s also extremely telling that everything else about his persona is adult entertainment, from the obvious use of Robo Fizzes as sex dolls to his own stint as Emcee in an adult entertainment club to his choice of a life partner.

He might not have had much of a say in the robots, but he sure as fuck had a say in starting a relationship with the Sin of Lust.

He can‘t ever escape his childhood, or a role that is associated with childhood entertainment. But at least he can own his adult sexuality and find joy in a body that visually traps him in a perpetual identity as a clown.

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i don’t think mordecai and rigby were ever gay for each other but i do think many times rigby would be like dude if i was a girl would you want to fuck me and mordecai is like dude that’s weird. no. and rigby is all bent out of shape about it and in the middle of the night when they’re both trying to sleep he’s like why wouldn’t you fuck me if i was a girl. i’m cute right? or am i ugly and that’s why i’m single… and mordecai is like fine whatever i’d fuck girl you. stop bringing it up now. & the next day rigby is like fuck off muscle man i’m not ugly mordecai said he’d fuck girl me & then a portal opens to an alternate dimension where they’re genderbent like that adventure time episode and the voice of god is like mordecai you must make good on your word. fuck girl rigby.

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all ive drew in. weeks