#but i came across this fic again

[theminecraftbee]

Grian feels the Entity mocking him as he groans and leans back against a cold, unforgiving spike of bedrock at the bottom of Doc’s cold, unforgiving pit. He has tried three times to contact help, but everyone who is online or looking at their communicators is either busy or would get stuck themselves, or maybe they just aren’t getting his messages, and he has a stupid sprained or possibly broken wing and the slimes are avoiding him for some reason so he can’t even get them to kill him so he respawns properly and god, he’s miserable and hurting and hates that he hadn’t thought through diving for diamonds and -

He makes a frustrated groan as his message to his friends doesn’t go through again and, in a brief moment of stupidity, throws his communicator. It bounces off the stone. Makes him feel slightly better, but not much.

Slowly, he feels something lethargic curl in the back of his mind. Well. There he is, facing the consequences of his actions.

Wonderful. The peanut gallery.

Grian curls his legs up to his chest. He just wants out of this hole before he starves to death. He’ll respawn, one way or another, but he doesn’t have a quick way to do it, and his wing’s a bit too injured to crawl out easily and move himself, and maybe he doesn’t want to just... hurt for like, several days, because his communicator isn’t working for some reason. He knows it was stupid, doing a dive like that around uneven terrain, okay, he’s not an idiot. He’d just - he hadn’t realized how badly the size of the perimeter would mess up wind currents, and he’d thought he had enough rockets to correct for them if they were rough, and - he knows it was stupid. He doesn’t need his other bad decision criticizing him. Even if it’s here to help.

Here to...?

Well, it will hurt anyway. Grian’s made a deal before. Surely he’s willing to deal again?

The thing curled in his head is vast, and it is interested, and Grian aches. Okay. Sure. He’d made a deal with the Entity once. It had been a gunpoint deal. It had hitched a ride. Grian had... objected. The two of them had hashed out a compromise. That time, Grian had been in control. The Entity hadn’t known what to do, when it turned out that Grian had the annoyance and the will to try to kick it out, and had offered Grian power. Some power it was, Grian was stuck at the bottom of a hole and was going to starve to death and he shouldn’t be panicking, he’s had worse, but his wing is definitely broken and even with a respawn that can take weeks to heal and he doesn’t have weeks he just has -

The Entity is not finished giving him power.

He turns that over in his head for a moment. The thing in the back of his head lets him, withdrawing as though to make sure it’s only Grian in there to think. He knows its not, but he appreciates the gesture.

Alright. He knows he got some knowledge from the Entity. It’s part of what he’s doing with the Rift. But what power is he missing?

They aren’t fully bonded yet.

Grian snorts. The Entity knows full well he’s not letting it eat him. They’ve had that little argument. They’ve had that little argument a multitude of times. Grian always wins. Grian will continue to win even as his lungs shudder at the bottom of a pit he is going to die in and be mocked for dying in (which is uncharitable to think of Doc, Grian knows he won’t, but it feels like). Grian's too stubborn to give up being Grian. It doesn't matter what the Entity wants, or if the Entity wants to win.

The Entity, the thing curled in his head explains, has no particular interest in winning anymore. No, the Entity is invested now. It could leave, it supposes, but it's... invested. It has come up with another solution.

Grian's interested in winning though.

Grian's interested in not dying at the bottom of a pit.

Grian's interested in having his thoughts to himself again, but has no interest in letting the Entity go - it's too  interesting. And he's intrigued. And if the Entity is no longer interested in winning, in controlling Grian utterly, then if it's offering power -

Alright. What’s its solution then? What power will it give him to get out of this? And if it’s a trick, Grian’s not sure what he’ll do, but...

So it explains. And it retreats again. And Grian laughs, hoarsely. “That is going to hurt,” he says weakly, because it is. It’s going to hurt a lot, and he’s going to die horribly. But it never said it wouldn’t hurt. “That is going to hurt both of us, if you’re tying us that closely together.”

But he would get out of this hole. And he would have power. And Grian - Grian isn’t really afraid of hurting, he’s just afraid of hurting for a long time.

“Alright,” Grian says. “Alright. We seal this. You only eat a little bit,” he says. “That’s the deal. And I get a bit of you. We’re stuck together now, now aren’t we?”

Good, thinks the Entity, thinks Grian, and then there are thin stone talons on Grian’s hands where they hadn’t been before and he takes a deep breath, and he swallows, and he digs them into his heart.

He does not have very long to watch the blood and flesh drip down them before he’s screaming. He’d been right. It hurts.

He thrashes on hard stone when he wakes up in it and he knows he’s not done, he has to do it one more time, he has to - to seal it both ways, so he walks to the Entity (who may or may not be there) and he holds up his clawed hand and he laughs hoarsely and asks “is that still the part you want?” because he’s going to at least be a bit sarcastic about it, if he’s doing this.

The Entity says yes.

It hurts less to tear his heart out the second time. Still hurts a lot. When he wakes up on the ground, he’s not sure he’s respawned, given that he’s still bleeding, but his wing is healed to a degree even the respawn wouldn’t have managed, and he’d made it out of the hole in the ground, and he can feel a heartbeat beneath his feathers, and it’s strangely warm and damp and he knows he’s inside of the Entity now, not in a pit waiting to die.

The Entity has flesh now. Grian’s talons are still made of sharp stone. He feels power between his teeth, and it feels good.

“Don’t ask me to do that again,” he says, and he looks down at the place where there’s still a bloody wound and promptly passes out. When a panicking Mumbo finds him about two hours later, the only sign there’s anything wrong is the frankly absurd amount of blood staining all of his clothes, but he’ll talk his way out of it. He always does.

#hermitcraft #grian #cosmic horror #gore #hermitcraft spoilers #a bee fic #I'M SORRY THIS IDEA WON'T LEAVE MY HEAD NOW #ask to tag #this one is. uh. the cut is there because. uh. UH. #gestures at the gore tag again the entity sure is a thing. #the entity is such a trap for me specifically. making grian into one of my favorites again by sheer 'yeah that's a trap for second' energy #ITS AN ELDRITCH HORROR ROCK WITH FLESH ON THE INSIDE WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME #anyway. so what if that flesh came from grian huh. #what then. #this is super weird because i wrote it quickly and i'm not sure it fully gets across what i was going for but its about the vibes man

[clockworkcheetah]

thinking about when todd calls out people (specifically when he drags patrick spring and suzie boreton) you can tell hes adressing himself and his flaws whilst also happening to tear into them

so in 1x07 when he gets mean towards dirk 'monster who ruined his life' i feel its very much a self-hate response thats hes taking out on dirk

#i do think he was angry at dirk tho but its complicated and messy yknow #dghda #todd brotzman #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #dghda meta #i mentioned this in my fic 'take me with you' and then proceeded to never think of it again #until now!!!!11 #maybe the 2x07 argument also came from a place of deep internalisation too #im too tired to check #it def came from a place of 'im trying to be better' but overcompensating to a point of being misguided #and coming across as 'this is not what the other person needs rn' #one day i will make a post abt the 2x07 arguement cause i think its interesting to analyse

[arsenicflame]

i really liked my tags on this post so i wanted to touch them up and post them as a stand alone! i ended up adding quite a bit to this ''':)

What artistic skill does Izzy possess?

I think he has a lot of 'practical' artsy skills. he’s decent at sewing (mending your own clothes isn't just useful, it's almost a requirement at sea with limited possessions and resources) he's probably decent at braiding hair from having to splice rope- simply anything with roots in being useful I think he has done enough to be decent at by this point in his life.

Singing comes into this as well, holding a rhythm is important for certain sailing tasks, and while I think he can sing in ways that don't translate to shanties, I don't think he has utilised this in a long long time (so excited that we are apparently getting an Izzy singing scene in s2!!!! I need him to know he can have fun)

Another thing is I think he was a really good tattoo artist! I don't actually see him as having the creativity to come up with interesting and unique designs but I do think he is excellent at the act itself, and at copying requested designs. you need a swallow? an anchor? a ship? any common sailors tattoo? he can absolutely do it and it will probably be the best tattoo you have. it was always a mark of honour if you could convince him to do yours on the Queen Anne- he was very busy and didn't often do them, and definitely wouldn't do them if he didn't respect you. He's done a lot of Ed's 'quality' tattoos (though I think Ed also does a lot on himself), he's done tattoos for Fang, and Ivan, and he will do them for the rest of the kraken crew in the future. (he will even do one for Lucius one day, one of his own pieces of art as long as its not an Ed face or a dick. They understand each other now)

anything else? I don't know, I see him very much as, he won't let himself do things if they aren't practical. his canon whittling is as close as he gets and that's more of a 'thing to do with your hands while watching the deck' kind of thing. have knife will whittle

I think ultimately, Izzy doesn't let himself do things for himself. if you love something, if you have a soft spot, it can be targeted, taken away.

I do think he maybe dances though. He always plays it off as something Ed forces him to do when they're drunk/on shore but... he loves it- the motion; the reliance on another partner and the intimate understanding of exactly what they're gonna do next? I think he would love that actually.

I think dancing might be the one thing he always does for fun. He never lets himself have it, but if Ed demands a partner? Yes, of course, anything for his Captain.

(Ed always demands a partner. he likes dancing well enough but he likes seeing Izzy do it more- he knows Izzy will never do it on his own, he understands why, but Ed is Blackbeard. Nobody fucks with Blackbeard- and if he wants to dance? if he wants his first mate to dance? they're fucking dancing.)

but that's not the truth of the situation, really.

It always takes him a second to let his guard down, but he relaxes into it. He lets himself loose in a way Ed only sees when he's deep into the rhythm of a swordfight. And perhaps it's the same, to him- finding the flow of the battle, of the music. Feeling his partner, understanding them and being understood in return? It's all the same- but dancing is safe. Dancing is fun. In a swordfight there are stakes- and he loves the stakes, he loves that this thing that means everything to him matters, but sometimes, just sometimes, it really is nice to move like that in a way that doesn't matter.

And when they really get going- all twirls and jumps and frankly being a little ridiculous, Izzy laughs. A deep belly laugh, a kind of joy you didn't think was possible from him. But here he is, letting go at last. He laughs and he smiles and he feels such joy, the rest of the world melts away, and it is just him and his partner, dancing.

(later- much, much later, a man will play a battle song over their raids, a jaunty little tune that throws off everyone they fight against, and Izzy gets to dance, and fight, and feel free, unburdened by the weight that he's carried with him his whole life. They'll dance after too, and he will have finally found a place where he completely belongs)

(if you liked this, can I recommend Talking Bodies by ItsClydeBitches, i feel like that fic fits the themes of dancing incredibly well)

#I didnt want to clog up ops post but Izzy dancing is everything to me actually #I hadnt reread that fic in months but I did just now to make sure it was the one I was thinking of #and yeah I can definitely see its influence in this post #once again the autistic Izzy headcanons thread themselves through this post I cant help it its canon to me #I specifically think that the whittling could be a stim thing for him. hes had too many comments made about his hand movements #when he was younger and has learnt that 'doing something' is seen as far more acceptable. its repetitive and soothing and safe #also heres a fun little gift for my bellhands friends. I think Sam taught him how to dance. like proper dances. #and it was at the same time as he was learning to swordfight which is partly why theyre so similar for him #Ed and Jack came across them dancing in port; not long after they started talking to Izzy properly (hed known Sam a while by this point) #and like. Jack thinks its kinda funny but Ed? oh hes jealous. for the first time he Wants #Izzy and Sam are so close; and they have been for a while but this is Different. its one thing knowing that its Izzy&Sam and Ed&Jack #and its another thing to see them like this. its intimate and personal and for the first time Ed regrets not seeing izzy first #(this is heavily influenced by my personal pirate school headcanons jfgjfhnv) #makes a post to deal with out of hand tags; tags on that post get out of hand #nyxtalks #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 spoilers #izzy hands #israel hands #edizzy #blackhands #frenchie ofmd #references to him; anyway. i felt it fit to keep him vaguely defined but it is obviously him. my favourite lil guy #this should probably have been broken up into a couple of posts but NO take this behemoth #if youre curious the post is like 844 words long and with the tags its 1220 ish. i am so sorry #references to vague time periods pre canon and post canon idk put them whenever you want. when edizzy was happy. when they will be again #I cut the bit about weaving because it was just a silly little thing and didnt slot into this but know Izzy with a loom is everything to me #im also sorry the tone is all over the place this is half 'i thinks' and half like. semi narrative things? idk idk i have no sense of order #this is as good as it gets for me

[kaviis-stuff]

I couldn’t get this out of my head after reading ch9 of WMAS by @chiangyorange . You don’t need me to tell you to go check it out. Also, plz give f!Mikey a hug!! He’s been through so much

#we’ll meet again soon #rottmnt fic #rottmnt future mikey #rottmnt raph #I wanna animate and draw so many scenes from this fic #especially the dreamscape! #but I want to make sure that’s cool w the author first #side note: Mikey is floating in the first panel #I dont know if that came across well #I imagine him letting his inner couch potato out once he learns to float #it’s like swimming but three inches off the ground #my art

[springlock-suits]

Um. *twirls my hair* For this day I wanted to draw Funtime Foxy and or Ballora as real/showbiz inspired animatronics but then I realized I didn't. Want to. And might not have the time to depending on how the inspiration hits and if I'm going to add Baby to be a proper ladies night. So. I wrote a fic one-shot 👉👈

Bear in mind, I am an artist first. And failed English class on multiple occasions. So have fun with this I guess

Fnaf-tober | Day 4: Ladies Night

Fnaf-tober by miiilowo

Content: Willry if you squint, mostly in the form of Henry's thoughts. Gender.

This is about 1000 words, so one of my more lengthy fics, if not the new record holder

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Henry reread the design notes in front of him again. He scratched his beard a bit in concentration. The ginger man was currently looking over William's work on some circus themed animatronics, they were only concepts right now, silly little doodles made by a man who happened to enjoy the aesthetic clowns and the like. However... he couldn't help but notice a small, inconcensistent detail. Had William made a mistake? Maybe he should call him to make sure he's reading this right.

No... he can't do that.

Henry sighed and took a sip of the tea on his desk, perfectly sweet, though unfortunately has long since become room temperature. Henry huffed a laugh as he took another sip, William always called Henry's tea "hummingbird nectar". Always scrunching his nose in that cute way of his when he saw Henry drinking a cup of a sugary concoction. Henry shook his head, focus, what was he doing again? He looked back down, right, William's notes. Calling him. Can't do that. Henry sighed again, William had taken a break from work this week to take care of his kids while Bella was away on a camping trip with her girl friends. William would be back for work this Friday, and correcting a detail on some concept work truly wasn't that important. Especially since the "funtimes" won't see the light of days for years, if ever.

Henry nibbled on his pen, and looked up at the time. 1pm. Would William be busy? Michael was at school, but little Evan and Elizabeth were home. Maybe they were taking an after lunch nap at this very moment and William was just as bored as he was and wanted to talk about his animatronics some more. Henry rapidly tapped his pen on the desk, thinking. Charlotte was still at school. His little Button had mentioned recently that she wanted to see Uncle Will and her siblings again. He remembered how he tried once to explain to her that William is not her uncle, and even if he was his children wouldn't be considered her siblings, she just puffed up and crossed her arms, stating that she obviously knew that, but she had adopted them, so they're family now. William had laughed and ruffled her hair, saying he couldn't argue with that logic, and Charlie had absolutely beamed at that. Henry smiled at the memory.

He shook his head, getting distracted again, what was he...? Henry jolts up when he remembers. Right, of course, Charlie wanted a play date. He should call William to ask him about it. And if the conversation happens to steer towards other things, well, that'd be convenient, just some light chatter between friends. Henry holds the phone to his ear, having quickly dialed the number.

Ringing...

"Hello?" comes the sweet sound of William's voice. Henry realizes that he's been silent on the phone to the point of becoming uncomfortable. "William! I ah, hope I'm not being a bother right now- I was just uh wondering if you were free at some point this week. And your kids. For a play date. Charlotte wants a playdate." Henry quickly rambles out, embarrassed. William chuckles on the other end of the line, and Henry hears the faint whispering of Elizabeth, excited at the thought of playdate. "You're not bothering me Henry, Evan just went to bed, and Lizzie here is practicing her makeup skills on me. Of course they can have a playdate later, how does after school sound? Or after Charlie finishes with her homework I suppose."

Henry doesn't even take a moment to think, "Yes yes that's perfect, my little Button will be excited to hear the news." Henry paused. "Practicing her makeup skill on you?" William chuckled, and Elizabeth seemingly shoved her face right in front of the phone as she now loudly spoke. "I'm making Daddy pretty! We're having uh,, um,,, a." The toddler struggled to remember a word. "A LADIES NIGHT!!" she shouted triumphantly, proud of herself. William quietly told her not to be so loud, as she might wake Evan or hurt poor Uncle Henry's ears. Henry hummed. "You and William and having a ladies night Lizzie?" Elizabeth nodded, and then gave a quick "Yeah!" when she remembered Henry couldn't see her. "Me and Daddy are having a ladies night, because we're the only ones in the house right now other than Evan and Evan is sleeping." She shushed the phone for emphasis. "And we're both ladies so we're having a ladies night!"

"I see," replied Henry, not seeing. "That reminds me of something actually, could you hand the phone back to your father, dear?" Elizabeth nods and William gently takes the offered phone from her, and watches as she quickly becomes distracted with rummaging in her mother's makeup kit again. William smiles as he puts the phone back up to his ear. "Was there something else you needed Henry?"

Henry quickly shuffles through William's notes again. "Oh yes, um, I was just looking through your notes and wondering about... the funtime fox character? It looks like you switch between using he or she for. uh... the fox.".William hums, "Did I? I suppose I didn't notice." he chuckles. Henry nods, "Right then, so I was just wondering what you meant to use for the character, so I can correct it." William smiles, "There's no need for that Henry, he and she both sound correct to me for the fox. He is above all else a performer after all, I imagine she simply finds it easier to use whatever fits best at the moment, and whatever fits best for the performance." Henry paused for a moment. "Like... your Springbonnie?" William beamed, "Yes yes like Springbonnie! Though not exactly, Springbonnie entirely doesn't care for such things." William paused, "Say I've been thinking of a new funtime character too! A fox like the other one, their name is Lolbit... "

Henry smiled as he listened to William ramble on about his latest idea, he ended the call quite some time later when Charlotte excitedly bounced up to him after getting off the school bus, talking about how she finished her homework while on the bus and proudly displaying her work. She was, as expected, very excited to visit Uncle Will's house when he told her about the playdate.

When they arrived. Henry couldn't help but notice that William had yet to wash off the makeup his daughter had put on him.

#fnaf #five nights at freddys #this is embarrassing im sorry #*looks away* #my fic #William afton #Henry Emily #willry #<- just a smidge #william projects his gender feelings into his projects without knowikg he has gender feelings #henry is confused but supportive #miiilowo fnaftober #ooh oopises i definitely rushed though this again. things are happening fast #i hope my writing of Henry to be easily distracted and forgetting what hes doing came across right #ah fuck i edited the read more. well i guess we're posting this now lol #darlingsfnafau

[lobotomize-d]

Reading a fanfiction in 2021 that started out pretty wholesome but it was still a w.i.p and updated slowly only to find out 3 years later it's finished but then it turned into the most gut twisting soul crushing tear jerking thing you read in awhile

#i cried actually #byt it doesnt take much for me to cry #but still #it was a seavil fic btw #i was bored and browsed the tag until i came across it again and didnt realize it at first until the second chapter and then.... #yeah #oh lordy lord #rambling #flabbergasted #like ... bro i should NOT be this messed up by a fic #😭😭😭

[aparticularbandit]

And then I look at actual statistics across my fics and it's actually doing BETTER than average, doing BETTER than the vast majority of my fics across the board, so like.

I HONESTLY don't know why I feel this way.

Probably it is depression brain. I think I will blame depression brain.

#musings #bandit #i actually...am not going to lie i like looking at statistics for fic publishing just in terms of trends and whatnot #because numbers don't lie #(statistics do actually but that's more about the interpretations used with them than it is about the numbers #i digress) #like across the board in terms of hits/kudos/comments/bookmarks/subscriptions #it is doing SO MUCH better than the others #it is in top ten on comment threads which IS ACTUALLY A BIG DEAL #(i do not think it will knock ff or the bly manor fix-it fic out of their top two spot #that would require the same timing that those two did #which is being in the fandom at the beginning of something new happening (or the beginning of the fandom itself) #ff was a post-dsmom fix-it that started day of? one day after? the movie came out #bly manor fix-it started the day after the show dropped #timing is BIG on this stuff #again i digress) #so like clearly this is not actually a lack of engagement like i think it is! #i don't know why i perceive it that way!

[ashfdhfgdsfk]

cannot understand the appeal of mpreg. literally just make them trans

#why are the babies coming out of their assholes what is the idea behind this #txt #was scrolling ao3 when i came across a fic tagged mpreg and now im thinking about this again #its cool if you like it whatever but i gensrs cannot wrap my head around it #what is the medical explanation for how this would even work #uhm. idk how to tag this JSDHFGH

[padmerrie]

not @panharmonium and i being so impossibly in sync that we each have a JAXA reference in our Bookends fics XD

#i was howling #madara x jaxa is officially canon #there are couple other overlaps in our fics i came across but i need to read them again #bookends #naruto #fic

[milflewis]

He tries to sing a little quieter in his drivers room

Niamh, respectfully, wtf. Shut UP

no but george finding valtteri in his room and he’s like. the fuck are you doing here. and valtteri has to tell this fucking british twink cow eyed lesbian that he misses lewis’s singing 😔😔🤧🤧 and george !! george god bless him believes in true love !! he was raised right so what else can he do but help him !! so he starts sneaking val into the merc motorhome so val can sit in george’s driver room and listen to lewis sing next door bc that is the only logical solution to their problem

(smt smth lewis ends up catching them n he’s like. val !! wait….val?? oh….val 🥺🥺 bc he thinks they’re sleeping together but val n george are too busy freaking out that they got caught to realise what lewis is thinking n shit spirals. lewis stops singing. val is miserable. george just wants his room back. smth smth)

#i tried to make it sadder but this crack fic came out so hope ur happy anon #the sheer disgust that val would feel when lewis finally told him he thought he was fucking george would fuel me for YEARS #or or. val staying over at lewis’s during monaco n it’s been months !! months of not hearing lewis sing or seeing him across the garage or #playing with rscoe under the table during boring briefings n looking up to find lewis already looking back. all soft n fond. like he just #KNOWS val is sneaking roscoe treats. and val !! val is sick of it !! #he told himself that he wouldn’t make a move but he’s all sun warm n his pillows r soft n smell like lewis n he can hear him humming from #the kitchen and yesterdays race was alright but the dinner after. curled up on lewis’s couch. was even better. feeding roscoe bits of his #noodles. lewis looking at him like he used to. and val can’t help himself. he throws on a jumper n presses up against lewis’s back where hes #making pancakes in the kitchen. his hum melting into a laugh. no. val says #keep singing. lewis laughs again. you ok? and there’s another question there. buried underneath. val could ask him to say it n he thinks #lewis would but lewis is brave all the time. every minute of every day n val can do this for him. he can be brave here so lewis doesn’t have #to be. yeah. he says. turning lewis around. i just like it when you sing. lewis smiles when he kisses him #sobbing #valewis #anon tag #niamh.asks

[sunnibits]

anyways here’s to yet another day of doing literally the most robotic writing I’ve ever produced!! gotta love it!!!!

#we stan taking a creative writing class only to completely lose all motivation immediately and have to make up like a million pages #within two weeks or else I fail the class #sorry that came off rlly venty I'm actually feeling pretty good rn!! #its almost over... #I just really miss writing things that I'm actually hype about lmao #how come I can write the most beautiful prose about fictional characters that get 40 minutes of screentime #but when it comes to my hand crafted self indulgent lovely ocs I'm like. #he got up. he walked across the room. he smiled. I Am A Ro-Bot. #god damn I need to go read my izzy fic again to feel better or something LMAO #at least we be makin progress tho!

[loverboybrightsideghost]

you've heard of good omens now get ready for: FOOD omens. it's just aziraphale having one of those restaurant shows where the host goes around the world to different restaurants and trying their food and meeting the owners and such.

#i've been rereading/listening to the book again and i love coming across all the little bits i forget #like how much aziraphale enjoys eating food. like hell yeah man food is delicious you ENJOY that food my friend!!!! #bluebird.txt #good omens #i think the intro to diners drive ins and dives has guy fieri in his car so i'm just imagining the intro with crowley fucking SPEEDING #and aziraphale hanging on for dear life #and then in the show aziraphale would just gush about the complete history of the dishes and such and he would eat and finish every #single plate he orders bc no point letting food go to waste #and since he's an angel and he can't get full so he could theoretically just. eat anything he wanted to #is this weird. i hope it's not weird i just absolutely love how much aziraphale loves and enjoys and savors food. #i should write a fic or something #i love aziraphale so much. he's great. he's a bitch. he doesn't break rules but finds ways to do shit that's not technically allowed #he almost killed a child. he uses any means short of actual physical violence to keep people from buying his books #'and they never came back. just because you're an angel doesn't mean you have to be a fool.' #'not A southern pansy mr shadwell. THE southern pansy' #well if you MUST know I GAVE IT AWAY #he says things like beebop and wiggle on and thinks tartan is neat #he doesn't understand telephones or voicemail and 'whenever he gets his mind into the 21st century it always gravitates to 1950s' #HE LIKES DOING MAGIC TRICKS THE HUMAN WAY BUT HES EMBARRASSINGLY BAD AT IT #and he is NOT good with children apparently #i could go on #i truly forgot how much i love aziraphale. how terrible of me. #target audience of this post is me at this point #if you've made it this far in my tags hello have a good day gsgdvfbfbshf #EDIT WAIT HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT AZIRAPHALE'S 'I BAKED CAKE THEN SOME KIDS TRIED TO ROB ME SO I SENT THEM HOME WITH CAKE' #GOD I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #HE GAVE THEM A STERN TALKING-TO GSGDGVDBFJXHZUHRJF #he's just great

[jeonqkooks]

Do whatever your heart tells you

that was so fast, that post was up for less than a minute i think asdfkgjk. thank you 🥺 i'll sprinkle some love onto my other babies that haven't experienced the spotlight in a while <3

#i was gonna make a long rambling post about this but i might just do it in the tags here #so i was reading a really nice feedback for strictly platonic this morning and ofc i went back to quickly reread the fic #i had a good time writing SP. like my creative juices were just flowing so naturally without me trying to force myself to write #altho there was a period after the fic was released where i genuinely disliked it so much that i cringed every time i saw it in my notifs- #but we're not gonna talk about that bc i overcame my SP hatred and i like it now lmao 💀 #ANYWAY! i think SP was the fic that kinda helped me develop a 'style' ?? which i felt so good about #and then i subsequently lost it bc for some reason i started comparing myself to every single writer i came across lmao #so i have a profound discontentment with all of my writing from august to at least december and maybe even now #so idk i guess i've been trying to find that 'style' again #that certain je ne sais quois (i deserve to be punched just for saying this 💀) #and i think i'll have to look beyond obs for that bc i've been focused on just obs for last few months so everything feels like it's just- #blending together #like i had a relatively pleasant time writing obs4 and it's not the same #idk this doesn't even make sense 💀 and it sounds v dramatic and i'm sorry that i'm a dramatic person when i'm left to my own devices 💀 #sooooooooo yah idk #anon #answered

[baejax-the-great]

Any advice for when you’re stuck with the plot of the story? (this is a make it up along as you go thing I don’t have a plan for this)

Well, in general these days I never do a fully "make it up as you go along" story because I find that really difficult 😅 I rarely start writing in earnest until I know what the climax of the fic is going to be (roughly) and have a general idea of what emotional journey the characters will go through. Conceptually it's kind of like this:

Where the stars are the plot points I know will happen (either actual events OR emotional touchpoints), and maybe I start fleshing them out right at the beginning, out of order but with great unearned confidence that they will remain as written. And then I go ahead and figure out the path to get there, which might look more like:

Most recently on Sunset, I got a bit stuck because I could not decide on the exact emotional journey Pat was going to go on, and as I had written it, it was messy. I hashed it out repeatedly with friends until I found an angle that I liked and that made sense for the ending (and was no longer a flip flopping mess). In doing so, I immediately went- "wouldn't it be funny if--" and yet a new detour was born.

Now I know you already said that is not how you are approaching your writing, but the first piece of advice I have is to figure out where you want to end up, even at the end of your current chapter, and that might help you figure out where you need to go next. Sometimes it's as simple as "I want these two people to kiss, so I need character A to do something that's going to impress character B." Having that intentionality in your writing will make it much more likely that you finish a multi-chapter fic.

Whether you are planning or pantsing, the most important thing (especially when facing writer's block) is to write something you are excited about. Either "oh, this would be so funny" or "oh, this would hurt so bad" or "this would be hot" or whatever it is that floats your boat. For me, lack of motivation often comes from 'this part that I'm writing isn't fun' and then I have to figure out how to make it fun again.

And if your question is literally "how do you come up with events that happen in a story when your mind is empty," there are many ways to go about this. Chatting with friends is always helpful (pretty sure Julia gave me the idea of Achilles getting lost on the L, which is a real thing that happened to a visiting friend of mine). I very frequently pull from my own life. Every day is full of random bullshit, and sometimes having a character deal with the idiotic minutiae of the day leads to a meaningful scene. Sometimes it's just cathartic to turn an annoying experience into something funny or ridiculous. If you are, for example, writing a fic that features how much Chicago fucking sucks in the winter, you have to remember that wet socks are the goddamn worst and black ice is a hazard and salt gets on everything and your feet will not be warm for months and wind makes you cry whether or not you want to and everything is ugly AF. Sometimes putting these details in will just be flavor, but sometimes they will lead to bigger plot points as you think about them.

And, when all else fails, always return to the questions of "what does this character want" and "why can't they just have it now?" (or, if you are me, "what's the funniest reason they can't have it now?), and then go from there.

#my first fic was pantsed more or less #and I had a break in there of over a year #in part because I didn't know what happened next #and in part because I was no longer excited about the direction it was going #so I added in a bit where a dragon does the cha cha slide (invented in chicago) #and suddenly writing was fun again #I'm sorry I came at this question from multiple angles #hopefully one of them was the angle you meant #this response is just adhd across a page #Feel free to ask a more specific question if I missed the mark 😅😅

[annabelle--cane]

my love for naming my fics after common phrases vs my nosiness and occasional practice of searching the names of my fics on social media sites and only to get hundreds of unrelated results

#*scrolls for fifteen minutes* oh hey that's about me! *scrolls for twenty more minutes* oh hey that's about me! *scrolls f #marina marvels at life #the one day I genuinely accidentally came across people talking about a fic of mine on multiple sites had given me brainrot #now I have to check every so often... just in case someone is saying nice things again in a place where I wouldn't see.... In Case...

[threenounname]

Oh I'm sorry for being so vague! The ⭐ was for the ask game. I wanna hear you talk about your writing!

Ah, I see! Thank you for clarifying!!

I took a while choosing what to talk about but I’m going with this little section from Chapter 3: A Dangerous Progression:

So this is from the MiMo bonding in the kitchen scene. It was really important for me to establish where Momo sits with Mina in this part; it’s one of the main purposes of the whole scene (besides stupid, fluffy MiMo cooking together shenanigans, of course).

Originally these three paragraphs actually barely existed, this part was so much shorter and it only got this lengthy towards the end of my editing phase and very close to posting. I was reading Operation Snob Sabotage during the month that I was writing this chapter and I don’t know if it’s obvious but that actually influenced a lot of how this one turned out in terms of writing style.

That said, when I first published the update, I didn’t feel all that confident about this part and the way I conveyed Momo’s emotions in general because Operation Snob Sabotage’s style of writing is really quite different from mine. I was afraid of being pretentious (?), trying to be the kind of writer that I’m not and also the style potentially feeling inconsistent with the whole fic.

But reading it again now, I actually like how this one turned out! I really just wanted to highlight how her feelings for Mina was more of a subconscious thing that she’s only about to realize with Nayeon’s help—but that it was there, and it’s this sort of thing that just felt so natural to her that it didn’t even raise any alerts in her brain (also like… Momo is a little dense in every AU ok, that’s just a universal canon for her I don’t make the rules). I have a huge love for that kind of… love. I think it’s really cool and also fits Momo’s character well, and I’m happy with how I wrote that here.

#this good? #forcing you all to read a part of my fic again by posting a section here lol #heads up i do not know how to make director’s commentary #but i can pretend 😎 #this was really fun abbdnfnfnfkd #thank you for indulging me anon #i’m curious how this part came across to readers? did it feel different from the rest of the fic? #did it feel emotional at all? #anyway #obsessive anon #ask #anon