#and i'm on limited time lol. so much writing due by sunday!

[blacknovelist]

Hello, I know it’s probably been a while but can you tell me about that BNHA & pokemon Dover where Deku is a Riolu? Like what the general direction it was going or the tragedy of the situation between Izuku and Toshinori, I don’t know why I just expected Izuku to wake up from a nightmare and go to All Might for comfort on instinct. It really did break my heart that Izuku had so little time when compared to his best friend.

Oooh, I sure CAN!! Heroes of Time is. maybe a particular fave as far as crossover au’s go and it’s never not gonna linger in the background of my brain

(i promise someday i’ll work on it again bc i have so many notes on it, i just. need to wait for current events (fandom) events to finish. But like, it’s not like fic or AU plans are a complete secret, so I can talk about it a bit, haha. I’ll go more in-depth in the future, whether in text or fic form, because your question quite touches on some backstory I was chipping on for Toshinori before.)

The general path of the AU is meant to follow the games -- mystery pokemon appears, becomes partners with kindly pokemon who find them on the beach, turns out there’s weird time things going on, blah blah. Mostly what changed is, you know, the roles: I thought the topsy-turvy of “Toshi in Grovyle’s role but human, Izuku in Player’s role but pokemon” would be really fun to play with, and everything else sort of tumbled from there to keep the world making some level of sense. It hasn’t been mentioned or discussed, but technically All for One is Darkrai and Shigaraki plays in a dual Dusknoir-Grovyle position (in that he works for the Big Bad re: dusknoir, but is an outlaw from the start like grovyle was).

Tenya and Ochako were plotted to be Izuku’s main team and partners, but since the guild is mostly just 1-A as far as inhabitants go, he probably bounces between teams sometimes.

You’ve more or less nailed part of the core of the hurt that surrounds Izuku and Toshinori in the AU though: that in following the logic of how the Explorers of Time/Darkness/Sky games end, Toshinori had so much time to come to terms with the past he was saving, while Izuku unknowingly had just a blink by comparison.

It’s also that Toshinori hatched and raised Izuku the riolu with his own two human hands, that Izuku singlehandedly renewed Toshinori’s determination to work with Nana and save the world -- because he was going to do it, always, but it’s so much easier to press on when you have someone specific to do it for, when you look that reason in the face and make your promises then and there. It’s that Toshinori and Izuku would do anything for each other, parent to kid and vice versa, and in protecting Izuku, Izuku lost everything and Toshinori was changed. It’s that Toshinori spent his whole near-second lifetime searching for Izuku, marking the path for them to reunite and stop the planet’s paralysis, only to find that he had been, for lack of a more delicate phrasing, forgotten.

It’s that Toshinori’s never known this Izuku, who has friends and smiles at the sun and bounces with every step, just as Izuku has never known this Toshinori, standing tall in the body of a lucario at the head of the most famous guild in the world. He’s afraid that, if he steps forward and comes clean in any way, the rest of the story will follow and force Izuku away from what little of a life he’s started to build out of some sense of duty or fate. It’s not fair that Izuku doesn’t have the chance, that he doesn’t have the choice, and what he himself wants (to have his partner and best friend and kid back) is inconsequential. In the end, Toshinori cannot -- will not -- take this opportunity for joy, no matter how brief, away from him. 

Even if it puts the world at risk. Even if it means he has to drag his scarred and ruined body forward to finish the job himself.

(obviously, it doesn’t go quite so smoothly, and was not exactly the best course of action. but his heart’s in the right place.)

#Novelist Answers #keeperofhounds #BNHA AU #Heroes of Time #thank u for asking <3 #this isn't as nice or comprehensive as an answer as I'd necessarily like to give but I feel that it answers what u asked at least #and i'm on limited time lol. so much writing due by sunday! #I have a lot of thoughts and words shared between me and lioness on the inherent soft hurt of Izuku and Toshi's relationship #as per my fanworks policy on my ao3 page: if someone's in the mood heroes of time is free game. play in the sandbox if u wish!!!! #also feel free to keep asking questions/get specific/message me in private on it!! just um. know i may not get to it for a bit #but my boxes are open yo #Blacknovelist talks

[goldencuffs]

i was wondering, how do you get yourself to create on a consistent schedule in between work 😰 i'm not managing my time well enough for personal work so if you have any advice i'll be appreciated

hello!!!! so HUGE disclaimer but rn i have more free time than i ever remember having in my entire life, due to pandemic reasons & otherwise. so thats an enormous factor into why i can write as much as i do. i wasnt writing nearly as much when i was working full time. that being said i do have a few tips to help you write more!! 

write in blocks. no more than 20 minutes scattered throughout the day. legit this was one of my biggest changes. i used to sit down at the computer for two plus hours and get maybe 500 words. now in a 20 minute block i can hit 600, take a break, even for a few hours to do errands/school etc, and come back and write for another solid 20. (i think the limited time frame also definitely pushes you to write more. in a day i can average around 6 20 minute sessions. so that’s almost two hours i spend writing, except it doesnt feel that way. you know?)

outline!!!! even if its just a sentence per scene. here was my outline for part three of the dad damen au (ignore my colour coding lol): 

as you can see there are 10 scenes. my goal is to update sunday/monday night depending on weekend plans so from monday to sunday i divide up the scenes. so everyday i will write only one or two scenes until all of these get completed. 

FAST DRAFT!!!!!!! literally THE biggest game changer for me personally. dont worry about how your story looks/sounds as you write it. do not stop to research. if you hit a snag MOVE ON!! just highlight the section and go. you can always edit and add more later -- that in itself usually takes me another day. here is another example from part three of dad damen au:

the black is what i fast drafted with the timer on. then, three days later, when i had finished the entire chapter, i went back to edit and added every word in purple. as you can see the scene became more fleshed out, and i was able to add a lot more detail and conversation. sometimes i’ll even write: [DAMEN AND AUGUSTE TALK] and then move on, and add the conversation later. 

dont focus on word count. this is also something that really helped me just... write. i used to think that each scene needed to be this long, detailed 2000 length thing, and would stress about hitting it. but as long as a scene is completed, and you’re happy with it, great!!! move on and keep writing

dont beat yourself up!! if you dont write as much as you want to, dont stress!! theres going to be that one random day where you’ll have a ton of free time, and you’ll find the words. they’ll eventually come!!

give yourself breaks!! honestly it sounds obvious but if you pace yourself, your words will come more naturally and wont be so resistant.

hope this helped anon!!!! 💖💖💖

#sorry this got so long anon #if theres something i missed please let me know #i really hope this helped!!! #asks

[onemanzerosquad]

New York Blackbeard Diary Pt. 3

Day 11.......Woke up.....Started my day getting breakfast then headed to my neurologist office to get my form from my job in regards to my restrictions. After, went to the library to print out documents in regards to a situation that led to someone purchasing something from a PayPal. Pretty much someone hacked into my PayPal and purchase a monthly subscription to watch a show smh. As I was heading to work, I thought about all of my problems and have decided to take care of all the problems. Feels like time is not on my side in my opinion and I can no longer deal with the bullshit no longer. As take care of the problems head on, I have no problem dealing with consequence even if my body limitations is at risk cause. I'm alone in this and that's no one fault cause everyone has their own problem to fix.

On on to the side story......2012.......

The new year started and I was in a long distance relationship. Unfortunately, It didnt last long. Obviously, communication was the cause of the problems. From there I was talking to girls got into a relationship but that didnt even last too. Then I saw her. Now I'm not gonna write her government name. So I'm gonna name her HopelessRomantic. Unlike every women I've been with physically, I actually found her online. I didn't expect her to give me a chance but she did. At first, we were back and forth breaking up and making up. Then mid year, she broke up with thru a inbox smh. She was right tho, I wasn't doing anything with my life and she felt I had no ambition. It's crazy because before she broke up with me, I wanted to let her know that I finally got a job lol. During that time til September, I was dating and talking to other women but at the same time trying to get back with HopelessRomantic. Then at one point, HopelessRomantic was going through a tough time. So I took an opportunity to help her out. I was making sure she was okay. Then one day there was a BWA (beach) reunion show and since I told HopelessRomatic about my backyard wrestling career, I invited her to the show. That day was interested as I got to see some of the guys even my first love and by the night, I brought her home and "Netflix and chill" happened lol. It was our first time doing something after 9 months of us knowing eachother. From that moment on we were back together but this time she trusted me and gave me another chance of love again. On to other things,in that year I started wrestling officially in BWA (Bronx). I had a chance to wrestle in RCW but I decided not to go. I knew I wasn't going to be comfortable there and plus the only people I would mostly trust would be the DIW wrestlers that I meant in 2011. Everyone else ehhhhh (the white boys weren't really there lol). BWA (Bronx) hands down was the best time of my backyard wrestling career. Holy Convictions Tag Team with Genocide, 4 aces, matches with Loco, Dixon, Dom The Don, my epic match against Gencocide that open everyone's eyes, and the match of the event of SuperShowDown (their Wrestlenania), against Joker. I had a epic time in the BWA (Bronx). Now back to HopelessRomantic. Our relationship was great. Our families liked us together, I got to see her often, I was working, the sex was great lol, and she even motivated me to actually go to college. The original plan was to go study Criminal Justice. Then December hit and after the hurricane, I came from chilling with a friend and HopelessRomantic send me a message on Facebook breaking up with me. There wasn't a particular reason. She wrote like an essay but it had nothing to do with me. I can only assume she wasn't interested anymore. So the year was heading to its end. So I decided to live it up with Black, Red, Green, and Blue Label with some 40s. Regardless of the break up, I still had good year.

Day 12.......Woke up and started my day with a cup of coffee. Went to my job to pick my check check my app to see how much since I started last week and today was pay week and apparently I got no pay listed on this week. So I can only assume my next check will make up for last week or something. Money is always with no value hard to get by but hey whatever. So went on my morning and TD Bank to fax the people apart of my dispute case and unfortunately the bank printing machine doesn't work doesn't work. So another Negative Nancy in the poison air of New York City. After work, I saw my Autismo crew (J God, Weirdo, and Porn Plug). Chopped it up a little bit and by the way F**K WWE 2K!!!!!

On on to the side story......2013......

2013 new year.....still working on and off. Surprisely, me and HopelessRomantic kept in contact regardless of the breakup. One day I brought her over just to chill. She got cozy which didn't bother cause she was single as was I. From what I remember, we were talking and it led to her being emotional and she was crying. So held her tight then boom......we had sex......The next day we were talking and I kinda express to her I wanted to get back together but she didn't want that. I actually cried but accepted and got over it. Probably like a month later, she got into a relationship with someone else which sucked even more. Other than that I signed up for a program that dealt with Digital Media and did well in the program. I was still working but not as much. My birthday but on that day I was sick (for about a week). After I healed, I started this new job that my guy Dirty Sandchez aka Eyevrows from Getaway hook me up with. It was an maintenance job. Did the job and all. July 4th hit and partying up drinking doing my thing. I woke up and got a call from HopelessRomantic letting me know that her Aunt passed. All I had was tears cause her aunt meant a lot The last time I talk to her was Mother's Day so the pain was more. I was mad and I played Dante's Inferno with anger. From morning til night, I beat the game. The one thing I notice alot that day was I had double vision that whole day. I would think that would be gone by the morning but it wasn't. After hanging out with my boy. I started to fall easily and constantly told I looked crossed eyed. By August my left leg felt like I or sprained it. August I finally hit the switch and started college. I was studying Mental Health/Domestic Violence Counseling. First semester went well. All As and 1 B. I even had my own little crew.

SIDE NOTE: One person in that crew ending up being my girlfriend (2016)

During the first semester I was still dealing with my health problems. Things got worse. My hands were so numb that I couldn't write. My double vision was there everyday and I had a hard time walking on my left leg. After going to the emergency room doing MRIs and Catscans and testing my strength with a group of neurologists and constantly hearing that I'm so young (I was 22), I saw a neurologist and he told me that I have Multiple Sclerosis.......

Day 13........Woke up, got ready, and speed walked to the bus stop to get to work. Unfortunately, I got a little late due to the bipolarness of the bus coming on schedule. When. I got to work, I couldn't punch in due to the app I punch in on couldn't connect to the server. After work, I went to see a friend that I haven't seen in quite some time and that was pretty much my day.

On on to the side story......2014.......

2014 came. I finally got my finally treatment after waiting for months for insurance reasons smh. I had to take it every week. I continued college by taking free classes inthe winter semester which was apart of Fall semester. As a result passed both classes with an A. From there my GPA was 3.6. With my education background with a learning disability, D equalivent grades, being in special ed classes, and receiving services due to my learning disability, for a guy with a incurable health condition that pretty much messes with your body depending on the central nervous system state, it was remarkable for something like that to happen. Spring semester hit and once again did my thing in classes, went on dates, and followed the routine of being on grind. Then the summer semester hit and I was offered to take a short summer class and I took it of course since it was free. That morning of first day of the class, I wanted to do the impossible and walked from my home to school (Albemarle and East 19 to Manhattan Beach). It took about 3 hours. Got to class on time and kind sat around or whatever. Some other people got inthe class and informed the professor that they were in the other classroom. For some odd reason I was more aware of a woman saying that then the others. Crazy cause that same woman ended up being my girlfriend by the end of September. We ain't saying government names. So her name for this post is Hermione (she likes Harry Potter). She had tattoos, smart, and she was honest for what I feel most of the time. Eventually the relationship didn't last and ended the same way.......a message. Her reasons made sense I guess (went too fast). Honestly I don't believe time should be a determining factor for a relationship to happen. If you feeling this person then give it a shot but that's just my opinion. Also, in 2014, I officially ended my backyard wrestling career against my friend, my brother, and my on screenplay rival Rodney Banks. It was the perfect ending to the legend that was called Heavy D.

Day 14.......Woke up. Gather some clothes and did some laundry. Sat outside for a little bit and headed back to the shelter and took a power nap. Woke up about 3 and watch One Piece Episode 901. I'm already current with the manga. So I'm basically watching what I already read. That was pretty much my Sunday. Plus I need all the rest for the upcoming days of this week. I gotta say, I'm slowly getting myself together to the point that people inthe shelter are noticing me more as hardworking individual. I'm always on the move and that's being notice and respected by people in the shelter.

On on to the tragic side story......2015

2015 started off okay. Winter semester was a success. I saw Hermione. But I didnt really give her attention after the break up but after we talked, we became friends and that was it nothing more. Spring semester came and I did my thing again and lived the college life but got a job. So now I'm get on my grind and officially had no time for much. Summer was here and my mother was working getting her passport to go back to Jamaica and see her family after years. One time I came from work and as usual expected my mother to be home since she doesn't like to be out late. She nevered came home which was extremely alarming. Call the police and I was informed that she was in the hospital in the city. Got to the hospital and use the phone to locate and she was in the 3rd floor ICU. I didn't know what ICU meant at that time but I knew it was something bad. Got to the ICU and saw my mother........Hospital covered with a bandage on her head as if someone bash a metal bat on her head. Come to find out, she had a seizure and fell on head in the street very hard. I was in tears. All I can remember was that the last time I saw her she told me that she was heading out. My mind was wtf like this ain't real. Called everyone I can call and every got the news that my mother was inthe hospital. She eventually got transfer to a rehab center in Far Rockaway Queens. Things seem to be okay. Then I come home from a hard day at home and I get phone call from a friend informing me that something happened and my younger brother didn't sound okay on the phone. Went to the hospital my mother was sent to. Her eyes was closed. Next couple of days saw her as the machine was helping her breath not responding or reacting inthe room. The doctor spoke to me and younger brother and pretty much said there a very little chance they can help. By October 12th. My younger brother called me and informed me that our mother died........

Day 15......Woke up.....Had to skip gym again. I had to get my mail and sent some emails. After, I went straight to work. After work, I happen to see a face I haven't seen in quite some time and we actually introduce our names after knowing each other for years. It's kind of cool knowing someone and finally just engaging in a conversation (just regularly). Then mailed my my money order to this One Shot Deal that I owe money to unfortunately. While on my way back to the shelter, I started thinking.....now knowing that just about everyone knows that I have Multiple Sclerosis......Hawk's Eye will be on me and my refusals from any assistance will make things a little more tough and edgier. So at this point, I have to be smart on everything I do. But I'm sure I'll get through this someway.

On on to 2016.......

2016 was here. After a hard 2015, I was able to keep the home, still work, made sure my health was good and survived a hard semester. I made the impossible possible. On the other hand, things were different. I started living somewhat a independent free life. I went to school, work, and party on the weekends. I was even going to the strip clubs and bars just living it up with my people. Eventually, I had this feeling like I needed to be what I was and I felt it was time to look for love again and I found it. No government names revealed. So her name was SoReal lol. I knew her since I started college (2013). We kept in contact and eventually we got together in July. It was love again. I haven't felt this type of love since my first relationship. She was smart, hardworking, and very determined to finish college. I was in love. When she felt she needed me, I was ready to help. We went on multiple dates. We talked all the time and we expressed that we loved each other. Other than love, I GRADUATED FROM KINGSBORO WITH AN ASSOCIATES!!!!! By September, I was city bound at City College. By the fall semester thing weren't good between me and SoReal. She distanced herself from me and with that I got less focus on school. Our relationship was so back and forth. When December hit, I got a letter from the landlord informing me that I must pay 3500 dollars in two weeks or I get evicted. So rent is not really being paid by my roommate, I'm barely getting thru college, and my relationship is a mess. As a result, I was still in relationship surprisingly, I pass my classes (barely), and I had to ask for assistance from this service called the One Shot Deal (where your whole rent is paid off but you got to pay back the money that was covered. 2017......would finally bring me to the limit.....

Not everything was meant to be......

Jikai........One Last Time. The Past From The Last View 2017 The Fall Of A Headliner

Mad King Recharging Arc

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