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jar-full-of-pixel-hearts · 4 years

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i was listening to Jessie’s girl the song today and i thought it would make a great Ben Schwartz fanfic. Like you’re dating a friend of his or but you’re also Bens best friend and you’re actually in love with him and he’s in love with you, and one day your boyfriend breaks up with you or cheats something like that, and Bens there to comfort you and then you kiss and it’s super cute.

A feeling of envy

Ben Schwartz x Reader

Soundtrack : Jessie’s girl - Rick Springsteen

A/N: Thank you for your request ! I really love that song too and I play it in a loop all the time when I was writing it. Having friends of my ex whose had tried to hit on my after our break up I had some difficulties imagine Ben doing this kind of things while comforting reader, so I choose another way I hope you will accept. I hope you will like it and that you will let me know if it’s the case !

* English is not my first language, I tried really hard to correct myself but, I hope you will excuse me if some mistakes are still there.

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Working with you was truly the best. Even if Ben always had joy at working with his Ducktales family. Things seem to become even better since you have stepped into the studio, giving life to April, one of Daisy's nieces.

You were brilliant, funny, pretty and most of all, you made him feel great when he was around you. Even if he knew he shouldn’t feel that way, he simply couldn’t fight the feeling, trying his best to repress it as much as he could. Of course he had been in love in the past, but nothing could have warned him of how hard and fast he will fall for you. Neither of how painful it could be to see you kiss his best friend.

Ben was starting to be bored, the movie and the red carpet where he had been invited had been great. But, the after party of the premiere was starting to feel like it will never end and he had promised his friend Matthew to stay since he wanted to introduce him to his new girlfriend.

( Where are you ?) Ben text, standing at one of this little table, his blue suit starting to become way too warm in the overcrowded room.

“ Excuse me, you’re Ben Schwartz right ? “ A féminin voice asked behind him while he was looking at the reply of his friend.

Lifting his eyes, his heart abruptly missing a beat.

The woman was a true natural beauty. Dress with a simple but elegant dress flatting his silhouette, his hair, light makeup and small jewelry matching with his neutral heels. She was gently smiling at him, waiting for an answer to her question.

Subtly adjusted his suit, as his usually quick brain was struggling to find a funny thing to say. All his improv skills, surprisingly seem wasted in a brain fog he doesn’t so often experiment.

“ Yes, it’s me“ He smiled, cursing himself for such a cliché reply.

But, the smile on the face of the woman quickly succeeds to vanquish every concern storming into his brain.

“ Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N Y/L/N. We will work soon together, I will play April, Daisy niece in Ducktales” You announced, extending your hand to a handshake.

" Y/N Y/L/N ?! I heard so many good things about you, really nice to meet you too” He replied, excitement replacing the fog as he shook your hand with enthusiasm.

Your name had indeed pop in few of his last voice acting project conversations. Always caring the same message: you were , even if your career was still young, an amazing voice actress and a truly delightful person to work with. But, sadly, until now, he never had the chance to put a face on your name or meet you in a recording studio.

“ Benny ! I’m sorry I was stuck with my agent so I sent Y/N to find you.“ Matthew suddenly interrupted, passing an arm around your waist, pressing his lips on the side of your head in a gentle kiss.

And, just like that, a strange feeling had invaded Ben, a feeling he hadn’t left him since, letting a bad taste in his mouth and often giving him some sleepless night : Envy.

For almost six months now, he has successfully worked with you, enjoying your company. Discovering part of you he quickly learns to admire and adore. His heart, that he was struggling to protect, aching a little bit more at each time he saw you with Matthew. But, as a good friend, he stays a little behind, hoping that seeing you happy will be enough and that one day, the envy will simply go away.

“ Ben, are you done with your lines for today ?” He heard you ask him as he was caught in the memory of your meet.

“ Almost, I have to record some screams and I think I will be done for today” He replied, looking at his record schedule. “ You ?”

“ I still have the big monologue to record, but I ask for a break. I’m starving, I will buy something to eat. Do you think you will still be there when I will come back?“ You asked, already taking your bag, a strange expression clouding your face for a moment.

It wasn't the first time that he noticed that expression on you that day. You, who was usually smiling, replying to his joke in a heartbeat, caring for him and always killing it in your role. Was now mute and struggling to deliver your lines. He even catches you lost in your mind, your gaze focused on him as he was recording, like if you burning to ask a question,or, trying to like him, repress something.

“ Not sure, I have stuff to do after that. Why, did you need me for something ? “ He replied, concerned about your sudden change of mood and if it somehow has something to do with him.

Seeing to realize his concern, you put a smile on your face adjusting your bag on your shoulder.

“ Oh just to know...It’s great working with you”

“I love working with you too...Y/N are you okay ? “ He couldn’t resist asking.

It takes you a minute before replying, the same expression you had when he caught you watching him work falling on your face, but, you quickly brush it off like a annoying bug.

“ Yes, i’m fine thank you, I guess i’m just...tired or something. See you tomorrow” You reply waving at him as you pass the door.

The weather, that night, was cloudy and uncomfortably warm. Even with his best effort, Ben simply couldn’t fall asleep. It was at least what he was trying to convict himself. The truth was that every time he was closing his eyes, you were appearing, beautiful in your simplicity, telling him all he always wanted to hear before suddenly starting to cry. A vision torturing him each time, making him feel even more guilty since he wasn’t sure of the reason for your tears.

A glass of water in his hand, he was heading to his office, resolute, if he can’t sleep, to at least work. When he heard the knock at the door.

At first unsure of wanting to open the door at a so late hour, he still quickly opened it when he recognized your silhouette through the little window.

Standing in the alley,you were looking at him, your shifty gaze informing him that whatever the situation troubling you today had somehow gotten worse.

“ I’m so sorry to bother you at this hour...I...I really need to talk to you.” You said after he closed the door behind you.

“ That’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway. Do you want to sit, have something to drink ? eat ? “ He offers you, walking you to the living room.

“ Matthew cheated on me…” You confess, letting it explode like a bomb.

Silence fell for almost a minute, letting Ben shock. It wasn’t the style of his best friend, but, it was true that for the past month Matthew had some really strange action. For god sake, what he was thinking, how he could’ve done this to you.

“ Y/N are you sure…” He starts trying to find a balance between anger and what he knew of his best friend.

“ He told me last night...I had my doubts and when I asked him about it, he just confessed it, swearing to me that it was just a random girl and that it was a mistake…”

“ Shit, I’m so sorry Y/N” Ben replied, now perfectly understanding your strange behavior of the day and trying to find an adequate gesture to comforting you.

“ Not me...that’s the strange thing Ben...I'm not sad, not angry...I loved Matthew of course...but thinking of it since yesterday and all day made me realize why...I’m not mad because : I cheated on him first…Not physically, but I was thinking at someone else all this time. Often without realizing it...”

Trying to follow you and the train of your mind, Ben slowly passed an hand into his hair, unsure if he should continue to listen you talk about another man as his heart, that he tried so hard to protect, seemed to crack like a broken mirror.

“ Y/N I’m not sure how I could help you here…” He sadly answers you.

“ I realize that I was thinking of you all this time…you Ben” You confess. “ All day I tried to find clue that you was maybe...feel the same. Of course it’s maybe stupid of me..Matthew is your best friend and we don’t know each other for that long but...sometimes I was feeling like if…I probably will broke my own heart and jeopardizing our job telling you all this, but I think I need to... ”

You never finish your monologue as his lips suddenly crash on yours. Closing your eyes, passing your arms around his neck, you reply to his kiss, tears of joy and relief escaping your eyes.

“ I feel the same” He confesses, keeping you in his arms, when you break apart. “ I feel the same for so long “

Returning on his lips for more kisses, his favorite smile and your eyes close while he chased the tears of your cheeks. You stayed up all night, both of your minds, envy, guilt and hearts finally in peace.

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keysszz · 4 years

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Simular In Many Ways

A ROTTMNT Fanfic

Leo sighed as he started the next movie on the TV.

It was three in the morning, and he was wide awake due to the usual case of insomnia. He didn't fight it anymore since it was so common for him to just be up late at night, so he would go and watch movies in the living room until he fell asleep or until his other brothers got up. That would be hours later, and he would be groggy by then.

But with every passing movie, he couldn't enjoy them. He had his mind set on something else.

...If he was a true member of the team.

It was really starting to get on his nerves. He knew that he was wanted, appreciated, and loved by his family and his friend April, but the back of his brain told him he was useless. These thoughts would pop up in his head at random, and no matter how hard he tried to forget it, they would rush back to his brain.

Talking it out didn't help either...

Well, maybe it would if the slider wasn't so stubborn. If he let his brothers ask him about this topic, maybe he would be more willing to tell them how he truly felt. Maybe he would show them that he felt worried, scared, and just utterly useless.

Mikey even tried to use Dr. Feelings on him once, and though the box turtle thought that everything was all good now, Leo would just mask it behind the millions of one-liners and smiles he had.

Raph wasn't the best to talk to either. He was good at feelings; sure, but he just didn't understand Leo.

And Donnie was way out of the question.

He didn't like feelings at all, so why would he know or care about how Leo felt?

Sighing again, he paused the movie and just stared into the darkness. It wasn't like he was watching it anyway, and the quiet was nice.

He then heard footsteps approaching and he turned around, smiling softly as he saw his twin. Sure, Donnie wasn't good at feelings, but they could always talk about other things.

And Leo was definitely gonna make sure they talked about anything other than his problems.

Once Donnie finished up making the coffee he came for, he took his mug and sat beside Leo on the couch, the two sitting in silence as he drank.

"Working in the lab?" Leo asked with a smile.

Donnie nodded in response and sat his mug on the coffee table, looking up at the TV.

"What are you watching?" he asked the slider.

"Nothing now," Leo answered. "I got bored."

It went silent again as Donnie stared at the screen, trying to see the name of the movie before Leo had paused it.

"Insomnia?" Donnie asked him.

"Yeah, she's the worst," Leo sighed. "It sucks that I have to stay awake because of it."

"Did you try the new tea I got you?" Donnie questioned as he looked at his brother.

"Yeah, but it won't work," Leo groaned. "Tea doesn't seem to have any effect on me anymore."

"Huh, that's weird," Donnie replied. "There's gotta be something that can help you."

"It's no big deal," Leo waved his hand. "I've managed for this long, so I'll be fine."

Donnie nodded and he was about to ask the slider something, but he turned back to the TV screen.

"What?" Leo asked, raising a non-existing eyebrow.

"It's nothing," Donnie answered as he grabbed the remote.

"Oh come on, don't do that Donnie," Leo sighed. "Am I gonna have to force it out of you or are you just gonna come out and say it?"

"It's nothing Leon," Donnie responded as he clicked through the movies. "I'm fine."

Leo huffed at his brother, taking away the remote from his grasp. Donnie looked at him angrily and Leo sighed again.

"Don, you know this never ends well," Leo told him. "So how about we talk about this so that I don't bug you all night?"

Donnie glared at Leo before sighing and looking the other way.

"It's just... I've been thinking..." the softshell started.

"About what?" Leo asked.

"About the team," Donnie answered. "It's nothing bad, per se... It's mainly me just thinking about my role."

"Um, you're the scientist, duh!" Leo said as he nudged him. Wow, Donnie could forget stuff sometimes but this was just weird.

"You invent stuff, what's there more to think about?"

"No, not that!" Donnie groaned. "I mean... you guys have mystic weapons and stuff."

"Yeah?" Leo said with a confused stare, not getting what the genius was saying.

"So am I really needed?" Donnie asked with a sigh. He looked in the other direction as he waited for Leo to respond.

Leo stared at his brother. Did he really just ask that?! Of course he was needed! They would be nowhere without him!

"Of course you're needed!" Leo exclaimed. "Why would you even think that?!"

"With your mystic powers and weapons, you can accomplish so much more than what I can!" Donnie said as he turned to look at Leo again. "You don't need my science!"

Leo looked at his brother in shock. He couldn't believe what he was saying.

...Were those tears in Donnie's eyes?

Was Donnie really serious about this? And if so... Would he really cry about it? Leo knew that the genius was always reluctant to cry and show his feelings, and whenever he did the softshell would let everything out.

He knew that from the previous arguments they had in the past. The amount of shouting that would go down would be insane, and he didn't want that to happen right now, not when the rest of the family was asleep.

"Donnie, you are definitely needed on this team," Leo told him.

"Says someone that actually has a purpose," Donnie scoffed. Leo stared at him in shock before his face turned into an angry scowl.

Donnie thought he had a purpose?! Oh, now that's funny!

"You wanna talk about purposes?" Leo asked. "Cause lets do that. I have no point in being on this team. You guys have talents; you're the brains, Mikey's the artist, and Raph's the brawn. And what am I? The face man?! Without me, you guys would be just fine!"

"That's not true!" Donnie remarked. "You come up with so many plans on the spot, plans that I would never have thought about!"

Leo could feel his face get hotter, the tears flooding into his eyes as he spoke.

"I'm sure you're just saying that to make me feel better," he replied back.

"I am not Leon," Donnie told him. "The plans you make are amazing, and if you can do that, then why am I needed? I'm supposedly the 'brains' of the team, but you guys can do some much without my input as it is!"

"Can you stop saying that?!" Leo shouted, covering his mouth as he realized that he had gotten loud. Mikey and Raph did not need to hear this right now. Leo didn't want to explain to them what was happening, and he knew Dr. Feelings would have another session with him if he found out.

"You are needed, we wouldn't have defeated Shredder without you-"

"I used a handkerchief Leon, a handkerchief!" Donnie yelled, not caring if the others could hear him. His voice got louder with every passing word.

"The stupid thing didn't even work on him for long! You know how much that says about my fighting skills?!"

"At least you're trusted!" Leo shouted. "Me? You guys don't trust me at all! I'm sure if I wasn't around you'd all be much better!"

"You think that's bad? At least you're not a failure!" Donnie stated. "I have to live with knowing that my inventions and creations are nothing but failures. All of them either go evil or haywire!"

"I am a failure!" Leo shouted back, wiping his eyes from the many tears that had begun to flow.

"Have you not seen the many times my portal has failed?! The plans I create!? Fails are my life!"

At this point, both of the twins were in tears. They stared at each other angrily as their faces turned into frowns of shock. They had realized what the other had said, and they knew that they were wrong for it.

"Donnie... you're not a failure..." Leo said quietly. "You're amazing."

"You're not a failure either," Donnie sighed. "I don't know why you would think that..."

"I've just had so many mess-ups," Leo replied. "But I guess I should stop thinking this way."

The room fell silent as the twins stared at each other, the only noise being their sniffles.

"This is a weird way to spend a night," Leo chuckled softly. "Didn't think I was gonna cry."

"Neither did I," Donnie smiled softly. "Though I guess I needed it."

"You know, it makes sense that we're twins," Leo grinned, getting a groan from his brother. "Just think about it, we feel the same way about ourselves. I never thought you felt like you weren't needed. And I know you hear me say it all the time."

"Yeah," Donnie replied. "I just never thought about bringing it up."

"Ok, but be honest," Leo smiled. "Are you jealous of our weapons?"

Donnie looked at Leo with a raised eyebrow and sighed.

"Maybe..." Donnie answered. "But if you tell the others, you're dead."

"Trust me, my lips are sealed," Leo saluted.

The twins smiled at each other as Leo grabbed the remote and looked at a movie they could watch. Though they didn't say it, it felt nice to finally let go of their anger and stress. It was definitely something the both of them had needed to do.

~~~~~

When Mikey and Raph finally got up, they found the twins lying on the couch fast asleep.

"Wow," Raph gasped. "Never thought I'd see them in the same room together, let alone this close."

"Did something happen while we were asleep?" Mikey asked.

"I'm not sure," Raph answered. "I mean, I did hear some sort of noise last night, but I couldn't tell what it was because I feel deeper into my sleep."

The two turtles looked at each other before they shrugged, walking into the kitchen to get something to eat. They'd ask the twins later, and hopefully they would get a response from them.

But since they were so good at keeping secrets, Raph and Mikey probably won't get an answer for a while.

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edgythought · 4 years

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Strangers in the Bar I

Part II | Part III

Alex Turner x OC (I guess??)

Description: Two lonely people observe each other in a bar. It leads to something nice. Word count: 2,294

Warning: swearing, alcohol consumption, smoking.

A/N: It is not my first fanfic, but the first one I post here. Hope y'all enjoy and leave me some comments! This was written in April-May 2019, when I was strongly fascinated with Alex, but I can't say I thought about him while writing, so it's not really a fanfiction piece. Anyway, it's up to you to decide how to interpret this. I would love to receive feedback! Thank you for reading :)

Part I

Sunny Los Angeles in the middle of spring was an oasis of happiness, just as I thought it would be, no disappointment here. A whirlwind of events brought me here somehow and I am not mad at all. I always thought I am a New York kinda girl, strolling through the parks and skyscrapers, sipping my shit-load-of-spice latte, day (and night-) dreaming. You know, all the Great Gatsby vibes as well, but I am not into loud sounds unless I am at some concert dancing my lower back off.

My friends, who live in LA, gave a nice tour of the city and at the end of the day I am finding myself totally drained physically at the bar in the middle of nowhere (LA area). We had some cocktails with lads and even danced to a couple of extra popular Dua Lipa’s songs and a numerous amount of hispanic hits. It was great. Gals were tired, just as I was, so they went home, assuring me my hotel is 10 blocks away and an Uber would be totally affordable. Not that I am poor or something, but I always was cautious with money and my friends know I might come off as a cheapskate from time to time. So I felt fine to stay a little bit more and contemplate the infamous LA nightlife with my own eyes. Even if it’s only one bar of hundreds and not even the fanciest one.

It was over an hour since my friends left me and I was on my third Brandy Alexander when a strange man caught my attention. Moonage Daydream by a genius Bowie was playing extra loudly and he was moving his hips and lip-syncing so theatrically I couldn’t force myself to stop watching him. He was so into the music he never actually noticed he was looked at by everyone in the bar. A bartender who I cracked a couple of jokes with had a little smile on his face watching the dude and I asked “What? You like him?”. The reply I got shook me to the core: “Everyone likes him, although he is not very talkative. Nothing wrong with a dude fancying to dance a little, right?”. I turned a bit to acquire a better view on the dance floor; (the bartender’s remark made me actually watch the guy enjoying himself). He looked stunning, to be honest, but also weird, in a positive way. Long, slightly curly hair was always in his eyes, so he had to shake his head pretty often. White shirt, half-unbuttoned, gold chain, a couple of rings. He looked like a high (-profile) rockstar. (Exactly what I expected to see, but haven’t yet) His pants were really tight, though…

He was definitely interesting to pay attention to, but the song ended and I found myself staring a little too hard at the dude, so I thought it would be nice to chill a bit outside. I waved at the bartender that I will go out, took my glass and strolled through the crowd to the exit. Californian twilight was full of smells and sounds, with people chattering, cars beeping, birds singing their mysterious tunes, everything coming together with the smell of warm concrete, cigarettes and different spirits. I lit my cigarette and took a deep breath, watching the sky change colours from light bubblegum pink to pastel turquoise and dark blue, with some stars peeking through a light dim of clouds on my right. There was something about it that made me feel lighter a bit, free from the burdens of my everyday life. The contrast of the sky and dark silhouettes of trees and buildings reminded me I am not actually alone. I took another deep breath, inhaling the smoke, and hold it for a couple of seconds. I exhaled and watched the smoke twirl in front of my face. It always fascinated me how such a deadly thing can also be so beautiful. Just like love. I brushed those thoughts off of my mind, that’s not a way to have a good time. Actually, I was quite in the mood to show off some moves on the dance floor if the music fits. I am not really into hispanic tunes, just not my cup of tea. I threw away the butt and finished my drink in one go. I have nothing to lose, right?…

As I returned to the bar, I looked for the dancing dude in the crowd but he was nowhere to be found. Sad, I thought to myself, we could have had a really nice mute dance together. Anyway, I needed another drink to become a part of the dancing people, so I went straight to the bar. “Mind pouring me another one, darling?”, I asked my bartender as he was washing some shakers and spoons. “I don’t mind at all, what do you want?” - “The dancing juice you gave that guy in a very tight jeans” - “Gotcha, sweetheart” he chuckled and strolled away to the small freezer at the back. My heart was heavy and my breath trembled a bit. It’s always like that when I know I am about to do some stupid shit and then regret it the morning after. Even though I knew, I never stopped myself from doing it because it’s fun, right? At this point I just wanted to lift off the weight of my life off my shoulders and have fun, whatever it means, really.

The Bartender (why I never asked for his name? He looks like Josh to me…) came back with several bottles in his hands. “Hey, I guessed you want to dance, so I decided to help you not only by getting you drunk” - “Yeah? What are you going to do?” - “I already did, next song is for you”, he smiled and winked at me. I laughed and turned around to check if the dancing guy appeared, while I wait for the Bartender to fuel me with whatever he mixed. After torturous couple of seconds I saw the dude come out the restroom, hand running through his hair in a desperate attempt to make it not stick to his sweaty forehead. I wanted him present when I dance because I felt something while watching him being bonkers on the dance floor and it gave me some confidence to try it myself. He proceeded through the crowd to the bar and gestured the Bartender to come over. As I already was sipping on my “dancing juice” I started to feel the urge to do something, not to stay on my stool and right then I heard a starting riff of the song the Bartender put on for me. I knew the song, I used to listen to it a lot when I was younger, during my first year at Uni. Oh so many memories, so many parties… I sip the drink once more and put it a little too hard on the bar, then take off my jacket and leave on the stool I was occupying. The riffs were becoming louder and the dancing dude was smiling. What was he smiling at?

I was already on the dance floor, waving my head like a heroin-infused Mick Jagger look-alike.

Stop making the eyes at me I’ll stop making my eyes at you

I catch myself looking right at the dancing dude, like I am talking to him. His eyes widened and he raised his eyebrows a bit, surprised with attention.

And what it is that surprises me Is that I don't really want you to

I winked at him and turned around to stroll through a sheer dancing crowd a little further from him and closer to my stuff I left unattended. (I shouldn’t have to worry though, the Bartender was looking after it for me)

And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)

I shuddered as if I was actually cold and looked at him again, lip-syncing "you're an explosion" right at him. He started laughing and cheered me with his drink. The Bartender leaned over to tell him something, like they were long-time friends and I was surprised but not in the mood to waste my time thinking about that, it's not my business. So I continued with my crazy moves and weird poses.

Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I felt him watching me with my back but I just didn't want to please him by looking at him. What a man, I thought, but what am I doing? The music was so encouraging to remember all the crazy shit that it was a soundtrack for, I managed to stick my worries to the back of my head and actually enjoy myself for the first time in long months.

I bet that you look good on the dance floor I don't know if your looking for romance or I don't know what you're looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!

Now, I told myself and turned around to watch the dancing dude talk to the Bartender. I actually thought they were talking about me because the Bartender kept his eyes on me all the time the dude was telling him something. When he finished speaking, he glanced at me and I used the moment to sing "I bet that you look good on the dance floor" to him from afar. I was sure he saw it. I smiled, continuing moving my hips to the sound of music and trying to impersonate a robot from 1984. I knew he was watching me despite the very much dim lighting of the bar, coming from neon signs and candles on the tables mostly. The only light place was the bar itself, so I could see the dude, while he couldn't see much of me. But I know he saw, I was pretty close to the bar anyway.

I wish you'd stop ignoring me Because you're sending me to despair Without a sound yeah you're calling me And I don't think it's very fair That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I came right up to him, singing the words to him, wanting to catch his attention and drag him to the dance floor with me. I didn't care if he wants it or not, he better come with me. The dude was really impressed and started laughing, but I took his hand in mine and pulled a bit for him to get up. He threw a quick glance at the Bartender, who nodded and laughed at us. The dude gave up and followed me. We somehow appeared to be at the very center, dancing and jumping like crazy. We sang the entire chorus at the top of our lungs, pointing at each other and dancing like robots. He did it hilariously and I couldn't stop laughing.

Oh there ain't no love no, Montagues or Capulets Just banging tunes 'n' DJ sets 'n' Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness!

He played his imaginary guitar and banged his head like he was actually playing the song at some gig and I was pretty taken aback how rockstar-ish he looked at that moment. He sang "dreams of naughtiness" way out of the range and was looking at me while I was imitating thrusts with my hips and we fell to our knees laughing right after.

When the song ended we were absolutely out of breath, but both of us smiled widely. As we proceeded to the bar, a slow song started playing. The dude stopped for a moment, bit his lip and offered me his hand.

Do you know what it feels like to dance alone? Do you know what it feels like?

I looked at him with zero understanding what's going on but placed my had in his open palm. He dragged me gently back to the dance floor.

His hand was on my waist and it felt very comfortable. At the moment I felt like we know each other for eternity, not less, and I still didn't know his name. He organically moved us both, whispering the lyrics in my ear, spinning me around, holding my hand, looking me in the eyes. He smelled like a very expensive cologne, cigarettes and a bit of healthy sweat - an unforgettable combination to be embraced in.

When the lights are turned too low for me In the dark I feel you close to me You're the one that I want to see

At this point we were barely moving, my hands around his neck, his hands on my waist; we just looked each other in the eyes, trying to find something we're missing… The song was just about to end when we both rushed forward a bit and split our dancing hug awkwardly. We proceeded to the bar and I finished my cocktail looking for an explanation to what happened. I closed my eyes, capturing those moments we shared with that strange man in my mind. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened my eyes to catch a look from the Bartender. In a slight haze, I turned around searching for the dancing dude, but he vanished without a trace, although he was right by my side a minute ago. Disappointed, I asked for a receipt, paid and went straight out.

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paradiselostbythedashboardlight · 3 years

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Quarantine, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Wrote 430,943 Words of Prose in a Year

As we are coming up terrifyingly fast on a full year of quarantine with no end to the pandemic yet in sight for most people, I’ve been taking some time to reflect on the last year of my existence in a state that most people now refer to as quarantine. Since March of 2020, I, like most other sane people in my country, have stopped traveling, going to stores, seeing all but a limited group of other humans, and begun having recurring nightmares about being in crowds without a piece of cloth over my nose and mouth.

Suffice to say, it has been a bit stressful.

The other thing that I have done since COVID-19 began rapidly spreading across the globe last year is write over 430,943 words of fiction.

The number seems insane to me still. That is (approximately) one Gone With The Wind, one entire Lord of the Rings series, or the first four Harry Potter books. That is still sadly not yet War and Peace (but who knows… the pandemic isn’t over yet).

So now that I am looking back, I find myself with one question: how did this happen? Why did I do this? What does this mean about my life this year?

Since apparently I answer best by writing a lot, let’s begin at the beginning. Let me tell you a story. I’ll keep it short, I swear.

Part 1: Blast From the Past

In March of 2020, I was still in the midst of an academic semester. There was a long academic document to write and a class to teach. However, as quarantine abruptly robbed me of most of my usual commitments, I was suddenly thrust into the position of having more time on my hands than I knew what to do with. Consequently, I decided to break out the Nintendo Switch I’d gotten for Christmas and revive a childhood interest in video games.

And boy did I. I played the games I owned for all they were worth. I played them during the evenings when I had no social engagements to attend. I played them during the Zoom meetings I was already struggling to pay attention to. By the end of March, I had finished one game, and it had set the wheels turning in my brain.

Here’s a fact about me: I don’t usually tend to write or read a lot of fanfiction about things that I consider really really good. Basically, fanfiction for me has always been an impulse born from incompletion or imperfection. I see no need to add to a perfect story (although I happily consume and create fanart). But for something enjoyable and yet slightly unsatisfying? That’s fanfic territory, bud.

So by April, I had developed a sort of epic fanfiction for this video game I was playing. It was one of those magnum opus kind of ideas, a grand retelling of the story with a huge sprawling plot and Themes (™).

At first, it was merely a thought experiment that lived only in my head, a sort of entertainment to ponder in the hours before falling asleep. What changed? Well, a friend of mine decided to also write a fanfiction on the same video game and she kindly consented to let me read it.

Suddenly, I was ravenously hungry to read and to write and to share and to consume. I wrote a hundred thousand words of this fanfic in April and into early May, sending each chapter to my friend and being spurred onward by her kind comments.

The fic became a gargantuan endeavor full of strange little challenges I set for myself. It was a canon-divergence, requiring plotting, worldbuilding, a darker and grimer tone. For some reason, I decided to write each chapter from a different character’s perspective, making the final product into a series of essentially short story character studies which together formed a plot.

By the end of May, the story was published for the world to see. It was well-received, although not particularly popular by fandom standards. And that was the end. I had gotten out my pandemic crazies, the semester was over and now I could move on. I had made my peace with the source material, plumbing all of the little details that I wanted to examine and creating a narrative that I found satisfying.

It was over.

Part 2: Summer Lovin?

Except that it wasn’t.

Confession: as I had been posting my giant fanfiction, I had also begun to explore the fan community itself, mostly curious to see some nice art and gather a bit of demographic info about what was popular within the community. As a result, I found a fanfic recommendations page. Among the recommendations was one author who kept popping up and i finally decided to give the fic a read.

Woah. It was good. Like, really good. Like, professional quality writing and themes that seemed designed to appeal to me. I devoured everything that the creator had posted in a week and then subscribed to eagerly wait for more.

As June rolled around, I realized that I had a problem on my hands. My great big gen masterpiece was finished, but this author had gotten me hooked on something else, something with a nefarious reputation online: shipping.

The term du jour for this seems to be “brain worms” so let’s just say that reading other fanworks had given me some brain worms. Inspired this time not just by the source material of the game, but now the fan community itself, my mind began to develop another idea.

I wrote the fic, about 11k, in a single afternoon of frantic writing. When I finished it, I knew it was one of my strongest pieces. It had just come together, a combination of all the thought that I’d been brewing up and a stylistic execution that just worked with the story I wanted to tell.

I posted it on a new account. Shipping seemed vaguely shameful to me still and my mom reads the other account.

To my surprise, the fic blew up. It got so much more attention than my long fic ever had. Even more significantly, a fan artist actually drew a gorgeous comic of the pivotal scene, completely out of the blue! I was essentially thunderstruck. Honestly, it was probably the first time in my life that I’d ever received so much positive reinforcement from a piece of writing.

While I’d written short stories for undergrad workshops, they’d never been particularly good and I’d never gotten particularly great feedback on them. I’d applied and been rejected by more MFAs and literary magazines than I could count. I’d pretty much resigned myself to writing for an audience of me and me alone (which I don’t mean to sound tragic about, writing for you is great and fun!)

But receiving so much support and praise and feeling like I’d made other people happy or sad or moved? There’s nothing better.

This makes my decision to write another fic for the ship sound vaguely cynical, the action of a person driven by an addiction to praise. I mean, no lie, aren’t we all a little addicted to approval?

But my next fic was another long one, an 80k passion project modern AU that I dreamed up while spending a slow summer alone with my books and only able to leave the house for long rambling walks in the woods. The premise was essentially about characters attending a five year college reunion, something that I myself had missed due to COVID in May of the same year. The fic quickly became a way for me to process thoughts on a lot of topics in my life ranging from relationships to politics to mental health to classical literature.

This fic was also received with far more attention than I was used to and, as a result, I finally joined the notorious Twitter dot com where I found people talking about my fic unprompted, eager to follow me and like my every random thought.

I can’t say that this process was not without its ups and downs. Fandom has changed, in many ways for the better, since my last engagement with it during the 2013 Supernatural days on Tumblr. While fan friendships are often idealized or demonized, they are pretty much like any other human friendship (okay, maybe a little bit more horny on main). There is potential for amazing connection as well as pettiness. But in a year where many people suddenly had no social spaces that were safe anymore, I’m glad that I found a new line of communication with the world.

So I kept writing fics for the ship, producing a lot of work that I am genuinely proud of and making connections with other people who enjoyed it enough to leave a comment.

To conclude this section, I was in fandom again. While I had not seriously engaged with a fan community since around 2014, I was back with a vengeance. And I had discovered an important truth about what unlocked my ability to write more than I ever had before: community support.

Not simply the kudos and the views. It was the comments. The discourse. The discussion. To add and contribute my thoughts and ideas to a greater network of thoughts and ideas that fed off of one another.

Often I had seen people complain about there not being enough fanworks for particular media or characters. Now I knew the secret. The comments and the community created the works. If I commented on other people’s fics, the more likely they were to write more. I made a resolution I have tried to keep, to comment on any story that I legitimately enjoyed reading, even if I had no particularly intelligent thing to say about it.

Part 3: A Novel Idea

By late October, I had produced a considering oeuvre for my ship of choice and was enjoying slowing my pace as I planned a few future projects.

Remember, though, how I mentioned not having engaged with fandom for the past 5 years? Well, that didn’t mean I hadn’t been writing.

For the past 4 years, I have won NaNoWriMo and completed 4 novels of over 100k each in length. These projects have been massively fun and improved my confidence with executing stories at the scope that I desire.

And so in November 2020, I settled down to write another novel. November is always a sort of terrible time write a novel if you work in academia, but this year, I had more time than usual. I set out to write a comedy fantasy novel, something mostly lighthearted and full of hijinks in order to pretend away some of the quarantine blues (which by this point were well established in my psyche).

This year in particular, I was reminded that writing a novel is… harder than fanfic. That seems like a very obvious point, but I’d written novels before. Suddenly, though, I was realizing how much a novel requires you to set up the world and the characters, while fanfic can be pretty much all payoff all the time.

While the fanfic flowed in wild creative bursts of energy, the novel required diligence of another sort. I wrote 2,000 words every day for two months. It was a grind. Sometimes, it was a slog.

And sometimes it just wasn't good. The thing about writing your own novels is that the first draft is way more likely to be not good. You’re balancing a lot and it’s easy to let a few balls that you have in the air drop for a chapter or two, with no recourse but to go back and edit later.

I finished the novel by writing a final speedrun of 6k on new years eve, ending my 2020 with another project under my belt. No one has read it. Not even I have reread it.

I’m still glad that I wrote it. I’ll write another one next year. No one will read that one either.

Sometimes, we write for ourselves and no external validation is necessary.

Part 4: Where are they now?

January of 2021 is somehow now behind me, which is terrifying. I’m still writing. Mostly fanfic, although occasionally I go doodle around with some original ideas that are more conceptual sketches for the next novel.

As for the fanfic, I think I still have a few more good ideas left in me, but I will probably leave it behind before the year is out. That feels a little bittersweet, a sort of temporary burst of fun and friendship that I wonder if I’ll ever experience again.

Coming to the end of this reflection, I suppose I should make a summative statement about what it all means.

In the end, it might not mean a lot. There are some small takeaways.

It turns out that encouragement makes you write more! Who knew? Also, more free time makes you write more! Wow!!!!

The point that I think this reflection exercise has shown me, the point that I think matters more than any other, is that writing is a way to process my thoughts. Even if it is through the lens of ridiculous video game fanfic or novels about sad wizards, my writing is my way to make sense of my own mind.

And sharing that is special. If you share it with online strangers, with your family on Christmas Eve, with your close friend who has become even closer and dearer to you since she let you read her work, or just with your mom (the one personal legally required to read your damn novel if you want to share it). To share writing is to give someone a little peek at your beliefs about the world.

And right now? When we’re still isolated and bored and scared and in desperate need of distraction? Binge some TV, play Nintendo, read a book. Take in other people’s thoughts.

But put down your own somewhere as well. It’s a conversation.

And for once, it’s a conversation that doesn’t have to take place on fucking Zoom.

#writing #personal rambling #fanfiction

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ma-sulevin · 4 years

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2019 in Fic

I was tagged by @amistrio, @seedlingsinner, @starsandskies, and @alyssalenko

Favorite fic you wrote this year: Oh, I didn’t really publish that many different things to AO3 in 2019. The first half of the year I was miserable, summer I was half busy half unhappy, and then in the fall I started cranking out my FC5 fic. Writing wasn’t that common before that.

Anyway, my favorite is probably “One Moment.” It’s about Ellen Ryder waking up in Andromeda to a cure for her AEND and having to face what Alec did to her and what her kids did to each other in her absence.

Least favorite fic you wrote this year: I don’t dislike many fics that I write, honestly. I don’t know how to choose this one.

Favorite line/scene you wrote this year: The first fic I wrote for Mattie and Sharky still makes me laugh. It’s from Sharky’s POV, which was so much fun to write, and he’s really enjoying her casual contact, and then he gets all distracted worrying about how she’s perceiving it:

He clutches the beer can a little tighter, ignoring the condensation wetting his fingers, wishing she’d put her feet back in his lap or something so he can the warmth of her again, the comfort that doesn’t stop him from saying everything that pops into his head but makes him feel better for the touch. How long has it been since someone just… was willing to sit, touching?

Oh, god. He hopes she doesn’t think he has a foot fetish, or something, the way he’s always grabbing for her feet when they’re close. She hasn’t said anything about it, and she seems to like the massages, but, like, that’s not really his thing. Not that he minds it, but it’s not really toes that get him going.

Total number of words you wrote this year: ~100,000 probably?

Most popular fic this year: Accidentally on Purpose, which was part of the ME Reverse Big Bang, and was basically just Kandros smut.

Least popular fic this year: Probably 5000 Credits, but that’s just because it’s a gen fic and those don’t get as much attention. It’s James Vega and Hazel Shepard and a little anecdote about their friendship.

Longest completed fic you wrote this year: Longest completed is All I Want, a Vega/Ryder fic, clocking in at just shy of 10,000 words.

Shortest completed fic you wrote this year: A Vancouver Halloween, part of a Halloween gift exchange, clocking in at 751 words.

Longest WIP of the year: Definitely rise from the ashes. I wrote about 50,000 for it in 2019, and there’s going to be another 15-20k of it in 2020.

Shortest WIP of the year: I have 515 words done for the next installment of Avery and James’ story.

Favorite character to write about this year: Of my own, Avery and Mattie. Of canon, James and Sharky.

Favorite writing song/artist/album of this year: I usually just watch TV while I’m writing because I’m an ADHD monster. I have some good character playlists on Spotify though. Mattie’s is my favorite.

A fic you didn’t expect to write: Anything for Far Cry.

Fic(s) you completed this year: I completed a bunch of short ones.

Fics you’ll continue next year: rise, the next one for James/Avery, probably my post-Destroy Shenko fic that I have half-finished but haven’t named. Oh, and Chelsea’s story -- I want to explore a different ending option for FC5 and see where it takes me.

Current number of WIPs: Active? Two. I’ve been going back and forth between Mattie and Chelsea’s stories as the mood strikes me. I have more waiting. Watching. Planning their revenge.

Any new fics to start next year: I have a gift exchange currently going, and I already have an idea for the ME Big Bang in April.

Most memorable comment/review: Ummmmmmmm. My brain is too tired to pick out just one. @heroofshield has always been super supportive and enthusiastic about my Ryder/Vega stuff and @chyrstis has been incredibly supportive as I got rise started. They’re always at the back of my mind when I’m working on those stories.

Events you participated in this year: ME Reverse Big Bang, Leather and Lace Romance Week (or MER Week? I can’t remember what was in July), a Halloween ME/DA gift exchange, and a FC5 gift exchange.

Fics you wanted to write but didn’t: I toyed around a bit with a bad AU for Mattie, and I wrote the intro, but my interest in that fizzled out. I don’t think it would have been well-received, but here’s my favorite line I did manage to write:

Only God can judge her now, and He's going to have to answer for what He's done to her first.

Favorite fic you read this year/ A fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read : Uuuuugh I don’t know. Don’t ask me that.

Number of favorites/bookmarks you made this year: I bookmarked 10 this year (not counting ones that are saved privately as to-reads), and none before June, in case you didn’t believe me about the first half of the year being Unpleasant.

Favorite fanfic author of the year: I really hate doing these because I’m always terrified I’ll leave someone out.

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blaperile · 5 years

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Homestuck Epilogue(s) - Prologue (page 1)

I've just read right until the end of the first Prologue page. Under the Read More are my initial reactions!

Oh boy... it's time. Time for the Epilogues... assuming it's available yet and/or the link on homestuck.com doesn't lead to a VIZ Media buy link for a book form of the Epilogue, I could also see that happening. xD plainWonder also had a good point that perhaps the first part of the epilogue will simply be the snaps we already saw on the MSPA Snapchat. ...Snaps almost feels like a weird thing to say now. I think they've just gotten a way darker meaning for me ever since watching Avengers: Infinity War. xD ANYWAY, without further ado, here we go!!! *clicks link* Hehn, kind of looks like the start page of an all new adventure! And yay, looks like the epilogue IS indeed simply on the website itself and not externally, for I see a command leading to the next page! *hovers over link of > Start and sees URL* www.homestuck.com/epilogues/prologue ....SERIOUSLY??? PFFFFFFFF, typical Hussie right there. Only HE can give an epilogue a prologue. xD Oh boy this is gonna be a long epilogue isn't it. The question is, how much of it is available here already? And what is the prologue even going to be? Will they just be the snaps we've already seen? I'm very curious where this is going now. > Start ....HOLY FUCK. Archive of our own parody??? Or an actual Archive of Our Own "fanfic"???? Oh jegus god. We've truly come full circle now that Hussie is doing a parody of a website famous for housing Homestuck fanfics. Looks like Andrew collaborated with a few people? "Rating: Mature" Sounds about right! "Category: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other" Sounds about right! "Fandom: Homestuck" Sounds about right! "Characters: John Egbert, Rose Lalonde, Dave Strider, Jade Harley, Jane Crocker, Roxy Lalonde, Jake English, Dirk Strider, Barack Obama" Sounds about ri...WAIT A SECOND. PFFFFFFFFFFFFF Hell fucking yes xD "Aradia Megido, Tavros Nitram, Sollux Captor, Karkat Vantas, Kanaya Maryam, Terezi Pyrope, Vriska Serket, Gamzee Makara, Eridan Ampora, Feferi Peixes, Aranea Serket, Meenah Peixes, Davepetasprite^2, Calliope, Caliborn, Lord English, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)" Well if this isn't a joke, I'd be VERY happy to see Eridan and Feferi again along with the rest of the gang! Aranea though!!!! That's got me very curious. Is she alive (as in, dead but not double dead)??? I know that was really ambiguous on whether or not she was double dead or not after being killed by GO!Condesce. Kind of sad the other A1 Trolls aren't on the list. Hmm, mention of Davepetasprite^2 but nothing of the other Sprites! Makes sense if this is mainly taking place in the Furthest Ring. Wait a second.... I only just noticed how Equius is the only A2 Troll missing from this list!!! And no true separate mention of Nepeta either. Oh man. Looks like Arquiusprite (who should be on Earth) is also sitting this one out! ...Equius got voided out. :P I also find it very interesting how Caliborn receives a separate mention from Lord English! Are we going to see something from the fight that took place between Caliborn and the Kids? ...Wait, that DID feature Arquiusprite though, who is missing from this list. HMMMMMMM And oh boy, what should we expect from the "original male character(s), original female character(s)"????? Are some of the people from Universe C going to factor into this? Assuming we can take this list of characters seriously... which I kind of doubt considering Barack Obama is on the list. xD ...THOSE CONTENT WARNINGS. OH MY GOD. Oh god I love this already. Kankri would be so proud. :P "The Economy" ==> I got that reference! xD I love all the Gamzee related content warnings. "Trickster Mode" I DARE YOU HUSSIE "Ten years after their adventure began, the heroes are enjoying a well-earned retirement on Earth C. But John still has one last choice to make." HOLY SHIT. 10 years later?! That's... 2 years later from the last thing we saw from John, when he celebrated his 21st birthday and was challenged by Caliborn! Wait... 10 years after the start. THAT'S NOW. It's frickin 2019!!!!! Oh hell yes, Andrew has made it catch up to reality once more. HELL YES. What is the "one last choice" John has to make? To go after Caliborn, which will presumably get them trapped inside the Plot Hole (which is still a term I love to use)? Jeez... that probably means it's also already been so many years since Terezi left. I can't recall on which of John's birthdays it was. Was it his 17th? 18th? I'll check that later. In the contents there is only a "Prologue" link... Oh boy, is this going to lead straight to Archive of Our Own? *hovers over link* www.homestuck.com/epilogues/prologue/1 Nope! Unless this redirects, we're staying on the Homestuck website. *clicks on link* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Oh god WALL OF TEXT. Looks like... this really is going to be like a "fanfic", without any images?? I suddenly feel like we're reading one of Hussie's recaps and/or Rose's walkthrough. xD "It starts with a crack. Everything else rises up from that like steam: a trembling thread that cuts through space in jagged lines, splintering the void into razor-sharp shards of putrefying leptons and quarks popping apart like raw eggs in a microwave." Only Hussie could write a sentence like that, ahahaha. Seems like he's talking about the cracks in the Furthest Ring? Are these... going to turn out to be, like, notes taken by his self-insert who was also right there in the Furthest Ring? :P "raw eggs in a microwave" Well, that explains the "eggs" content warning. xD "At the center of that hole the edges can be heard fraying. Pandemonium, as continuity buckles in the middle and the two ends come smashing together. Around the hole, ghosts scream. They claw at the dying borders of their dreams with fingernail-chipping desperation." Dang, these descriptions are giving me shivers. It reminds me of the sight that Terezi saw in the Furthest Ring and sent to the others on Earth. "At the center, that distortion turns into an eerie music. That’s where the cacophony ends—the shattering, the screaming, the squelching, the sounds of elemental particles being torn apart like string cheese shoved through a meat grinder, then dumped down a strangely melodious garbage disposal." Okay I'm sorry, but I can't help but think of the garbage disposal in Dave's appartment. ...I was saying that as a joke, but now that I think about it actually, this reminds me of how I once made a theory of how that disposal scene was some foreshadowing for the creation of Lord English, mostly because of the Saw and purple Smuppet stuff, but now suddenly the garbage disposal element comes into mention here too. HMMMMMMM "This is the end of everything. This is the end of Paradox Space. You..." Oh man, where is this going? Is it going to turn out there's some kind of other realm beyond the Black Hole that all of the ghosts got sucked into? Like, a true kind of afterlife? "Your name is John Egbert, and you have just had a terrible, deeply pretentious nightmare. You snap out of bed, soaked in sweat, your heart hammering like a fire alarm. It is just as you feared." And suddenly we're John! Has the images Terezi sent them been leaving him with these kind of nightmares? Eeesh.... "You’ve been dreaming in anime again. And you have no idea what it could mean." ...OH GOD DAMN IT HUSSIE YOU BRILLIANT BASTARD. XD "> Look outside just to make absolutely sure the world is not ending." And suddenly we're in Act 1 all over again. :P "The only sound you can hear for miles is the wind skimming the hollows of your neighbors’ pipe homes." Oh hell yes, reference to the wind skimming the void. And heh, at least that last part confirms we're really in the present now where John lives in his salamander neighborhood, not that we're actually somehow back at the events of Act 1 or something. "It’s a normal day in the salamander village, which you refer to as Salamander Village because the damned salamanders never bothered to give this village a name, you guess." ...I could see that. xD That must mean there are like hundreds or thousands of those kinds of villages, hahahaha. Really mustn't be convenient for any non-Consort people trying to navigate over there. :P "Beside your pillow, your phone is vibrating. Rose is calling. The screen of your phone reads 9:30 a.m. April 13, and also the number forty-six, which is how many text messages your friend left you while you were sleeping. A bit excessive, even for her." Rooooooooose! Okay, that's a huge relief to me. I kind of feared they'd all completely drifted apart in the past few years and hardly heard from each other anymore, so I'm really glad to see Rose talking to John is apparently still a thing. And that she's still apparently as wordy as ever. :P I wonder if we're gonna get a dialog (or Rose monologue) now? "Answer the phone" Oh hell fucking yes, here comes some sweet, sweeeeeet dialogue/monologue! "ROSE: Since when are you known to operate your telephone? JOHN: since... i don’t know. has it really been that long since i called? ROSE: I can’t remember the last time. JOHN: neither can i. anyway, what’s up?" Awwww, okay that's sad to hear. I take back what I said earlier, looks like they really don't hear from each other that often anymore. :( "ROSE: Am I correct in presuming this April Thirteenth will be as uneventful as the last? JOHN: yeah, i don’t want to do anything this year. i hope that’s ok." Looks like he still feels the same way like the past few years. D: I feel so sad for John. This really doesn't feel like a happy ending for him. If only he still had his Dad... "All over the neighborhood, the little dad-salamanders are putting on their little rumpled hats and picking up their little suitcases and kissing their little families goodbye for the day" Okay, on one hand the comparisons with John's own family situation are really sad, but I can't help but ROFL that Rumpled Hats are still a thing in this society. "You’ve always been confused about what, exactly, they contribute to the global economy. But it’s pretty cute how much they love playing at being suburban businessmen." Hey, there's where the Economy content warning came from! And it didn't even have to do with Barack Obama! xD "The silence over the phone is growing awkward. You’ve stalled long enough. You decide to just come out and say it." Oh boy... what is he going to say? Something about how sad he is with the current situation? "JOHN: i’ve been dreaming in anime again lately." PFFFFFFFFFFF, JOHN. JOHN NEVER CHANGE. We're getting some hella sweet new quotes here. :P Also, I'd find it really funny if it turns out he's been dreaming of the events of Act 7 which, from our perspective, were rendered in anime form. "JOHN: i have no idea what it could mean. ROSE: I see." Rose, looks like you've found someone to psycho-analyze again! xD "JOHN: whenever i have these dreams, everything’s breaking apart. JOHN: millions of people are screaming and dying. JOHN: i mean, dying permanently. not the kind of bullshit dying that we’ve been doing a lot over the years." Okay so he WAS actually dreaming the stuff we read at the beginning of this prologue then. I love how he calls "their" dying bullshit. " JOHN: what do you think it all means? ROSE: What do I think ‘what’ means? JOHN: what do you think it means that i’ve been dreaming in anime? ROSE: I don’t have the slightest idea what it means that you’ve been dreaming in anime, John. ROSE: To be honest, I... You wait for Rose to finish her thought. She doesn’t, which is troubling because you have never known Rose to leave a thought unfinished in over ten years of acquaintance." That's... indeed quite troubling! Normally this kind of thing is truly Rose's specialty. What's going on over on her side? I mean, it did seem like there was more she wanted to say than just "happy birthday". ....Thinking back to the content warnings... is Rose or Kanaya pregnant??? I don't want to put too much trust into those content warnings though. :P "ROSE: I held out for as long as I could. I figured your birthday was as good a time as any to let you know. JOHN: let me know what?" HERE IT COMES!!!!! "ROSE: It’s crept up on me, these last couple of years. ROSE: Gradually enough to ignore as it was happening, but I can’t anymore." ...Wait what??? Oh god, that does sound different from having a baby. Oh man, please don't tell me she wants to divorce from Kanaya. D: "ROSE: Lately the visions have been overwhelming. JOHN: visions??" Ohhhh, visions! Huh. What kind of visions? About Caliborn? About what's happening in the Furthest Ring? Something else? "ROSE: Would you mind flying to my apartment, so we can continue this in person?" Wait a second. She lives in an apartment now? Looks like unlike John she didn't stay in her old house! Interesting how she moved into an apartment, like Dave originally lived in. "You move the phone away from your ear and assume an expression you haven’t practiced in years. It is the look of a man who actually has something to do." Dang, he must have been getting REALLY bored all this time. That time alone on LOMAX must have been peanuts compared to this. "As you hang up the phone, a familiar feeling settles over you. A feeling of...standing?" ...Has he been floating the entire time? "Standing, and being alone. In your bedroom. As a young man. On your birthday." OH SNAP. I got the reference now. xD "A young man stands alone in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is this young man’s birthday. Though it was twenty-three years ago when he was given life, and ten years ago when he was given a name, it feels like it is only today that he will begin to understand what all that means. That young man is YOU, John Egbert. What will you do?" HOLY FUCKING SHIT. OH DAMN. OH SHIT. THAT IS WAY FUCKING EPIC MAN. This is giving me HELLA goosebumps! I'm VERY curious about that final part means, about "understanding what all that means".... Okay, this seems like a good place to end for the day, but I'm VERY excited to start reading the rest!!! Homestuck is BACK IN ACTION baby! Last Edit: 1 minute ago by Blaperile

#Homestuck #The Homestuck Epilogues #update #upd8 #reaction #GOD IT FEELS GOOD TO USE THOSE TAGS AGAIN #John #Rose

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wowheadquarters · 5 years

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I have a little idea for the 1k followers. As I followed this blog recently, I was wondering about his history. If you feel like it, could do a summary? Like, why did you start it? Your first joy/disappointment. Any thing that we haven't see that you might want to share. Absolutely anything about the blog and you. (If you're comfortable with it of course)

This is a very good idea, lovable anon, I’ll try.

History:

It was 17th November 2015, somewhen in Tuesday afternoon. I don’t remember what exactly sparked the idea of starting this blog, but I can say for certain that it was heavily inspired by the @bleachlists (which is, if you ask me, better humor than canon Bleach). And thus the first list was born.

(I never expected this blog to get famous. Or followers besides bots for that matter. I hoped, maybe, for a little circle of, like, 5 actual readers. I certainly didn’t think I would keep this blog for longer than 4 months. That’s how it is with me usually, I have bursts of inspiration but lack long-term dedication. The fact that this blog is still going is a miracle.)

At first the lists were written in the “chat” style. I had to make up my own prompts, because the two followers or so only hearted the posts but didn’t interact with me at all otherwise. That’s why the activity was very irregular at the time, I was writing when I was inspired and thus a month could pass without a word from me and then boom, three posts in a week. Additionally, I wasn’t writing only lists, but also short stuff, kind of like “Slice of life from Azeroth.” Of these the most famous is Chromie and Dragons and in my opinion the best one and not enough appreciated one is Kel’thuzad’s Heard Of Sylvanas’ Plans.

The first breakthrough came in January 2016 when an anon, who made me happy so much that I called them “lovable” in the list and kept on doing so for all following anons, requested the very first requested list, the Care of Babies list. For a long time this has been the list with the most notes. Now there are too many lists to keep count and Tumblr doesn’t do “the best of your posts,” but still it is one of the most popular posts I have and along with the Chromie and Dragons it still pops up in my notifications. Around April 2016 I had stable enough queue of requested lists to stop making up my own prompts, thus I could completely rely on prompts from followers, most of them from anons.

Another important milestone was August of the same year: First of all, I came up with a posting schedule (Fridays and Mondays, but two months later I understood that was too fast - It ate the prompts faster than they were prompted, and I wasn’t managing it). Then Taedal was added to the lists, at first he was meant as a joke, as I keep reminding him and everyone else, and somehow it happened he stayed here. Additionally, Varian and Vol’jin’s deaths were acknowledged, putting Anduin on the list. Soon after, Garrosh joined in from beyond the veil to annoy Vol’jin in his afterlife.

About this time the blog began to create it’s own lore (and not only the L.O.R.E.), and I even had the (short-spanned) will to mystify people that Taedal is going to get his own expansion. I even had a sideblog dedicated to Taedal (in fact, it was Taedal’s own blog, intentioned as a RP blog but somehow it never…got much traffic) and even a wiki. The wiki still exists! I like to think of this as the Golden Age of HeadQuarters verse, when I even got fanfics on AO3 and a dozen of drawings for this blog even. This blog lives in an alternate universe where there is a new isle west of Pandaria and Garrosh adopted 37 dead children in the afterlife and learned to be a better person (not necessarily the same as good person, but let’s not lose hope).

I don’t remember exactly on what occasion in the 2017 the Interviews were added, but they were the first not-list which were requestable (that is, they weren’t the short filler stuff I used to make before). I think it was to celebrate the first 100 followers but I might be wrong. The first Interview was held with Taedal, by my decision, and ever since then the Interviews went by request every twenty days, moved to every other Wednesday, later as of not-so-recently, every other Tuesday. In the history of the Interviews, there happened to be only one which wasn’t published, because nobody asked any questions. (It was Interview with Kel’thuzad, pt. 3, and I jokingly said that “ when we met, the Archlich thought I used the Interview as an excuse to go out for a date with him and things went awkward” which resulted in this Top N list).

From there things went rather fast. To here actually. As a celebration for 600 followers (or was it 500? Memory fails me) I began writing Top N, sort of as of a filler in between the Interviews, so actually now this blog has moved back to the biweekly posting scheme very close to the one from 2016. Earlier this year (2018), there was a list about attack on not-Theramore, where I made up a character especially for my timeline speculations - because timeline shenanigans, it is a bronze dragon, and because it is representing me, the character is called Authormi. That is a very poor play on the word “author” (because I am the author of this blog) and the “-ormu/ormi” suffix characteristic for the Bronze dragonflight. Coincidentally, it was also the first time I have referred to myself with any sort of name here on this blog (besides the FAQ where is a link to my main blog) and I am using it since.

An important part of the blog is post maintenance when I try to at least twice a month (but if I’m very responsible, then every Friday evening) go thorough the blog, update the Interview, Top N, and L.O.R.E. pages, delete old request asks and so on. However, over the years a good number of not-request asks had piled up in here. They were…not filtered here and the blog seemed messy with them. Which is why Authormi vs. Inbox tag was created and from time to time when too many not-request asks pile here, I dump them into these post as a sort of archive. I admit that it is not, uh… ideal in case you are looking for something specific, but it keeps the blog clean. Well, cleaner.

The most recent new development of the blog was the addition of the Allied Races leaders - Alleria Windrunner for the Void Elves/Ral’dorei, High Exarch Turalyon for the Lightforged, Jaina Proudmoore for Kul Tiras, First Arcanist Thalyssra for the Nightborne Elves/Shal’dorei, Mayla Highmountain for the Highmountain Tauren Tribes, Overlord Geya’rah for the Mag’har Orcs, and Princess Talanji for the Zandalari. The choice of the leaders is taken from the information on the Allied Races from Wowpedia.

Speaking of Wowpedia, it is my primal source, besides personal experience, when it comes to writing the lists. I used to rely on WoWWiki, but, uh… that one turned a bit messy a couple of years ago and I never get around to check on it now. When I don’t know something, I look it up on Wowpedia. If it’s not on Wowpedia, I consider it a Free Real Estate lore wildcard, which means I can bullshit it out as long as it is lore/character consistent. I pride myself on giving the characters (leaders) some actual character, because, now correct me if I am wrong, Blizzard writers confuse character personality for that wind flapping pole. I am not saying that I am writing “good” or “pure” characters. They have faults, they are prejudiced, foolhardy, depressed (in not romantic ways), mean, holding grudges. Some, like Garrosh, Genn or Gallywix, are more straightforward in their flaws than others, but I am pouring a cup of sour traits to everyone here. (What I am saying here is: Be critical when you read your favorite leader’s opinion. They might not be right and/or honest.)

Overview, as of today, Monday 19th November 2018:

Published 174 lists, 24 more in the queue + bunch of requests hanging in the asks among the posts. (Somebody needs to do their maintenance)

Published 25 Interviews, 9 more in the queue + some in the asks too, I think I saw one request or two.

Published 21 Top N lists (most favoured number for N is 10), 0 in the queue.

1009 followers, woooo! I love you all. Except the 1009th one who is a porn bot, you can go fuck yourself. ‘Xcuse me. 1008 followers now!

The blog is 3 years and 2 days old. Happy birthday!

Authormi’s pick of lists to read (besides the one linked):

What they say far too often: Vintage one, so you see what the old style was like.

What do the think of the heroes: Meta one!

Their pick for a movie night: There were no guesses on what movie is a Ayeroth-verse of what Earth-verse. I am proud of some of those titles.

No Orc Invasion: The first timeline speculation, which I really lvoed. If somebody was to write that AU, I’d read it actually.

If they could erase one person from existence: Another timeline speculation. I like making those!

Draw the squad: Maybe you could draw the squad?

Watching Les Misérables: This one was an especially important journey for me, because this list is why I saw the musical in the first place. Later I read the book too (I love the book), got into some Les Mis RP, made some very good friends out of that… Yeah, I owe this one lovable anon who requested it a lot. (More or less, now I am also a professional Valjean RPer, except I don’t get paid for it. Whenever somebody who knows me joins a new RP server and they haven’t got Valjean, they usually ask me. Like… what? How? Why? Why do you all think I am a good Valjean? Why- Never mind, this is a Warcraft blog. Moving on.)

Spell of the Violent Tongue: The first time it has been brought to my attention that I think about the characters in a way a lot fo other people doesn’t, because this list surprised a lot of readers, and by surprised I mean hit into feels so hard they complained to me. I talked about it with my mum later (family support is an important thing for me and mum is fan of Warcraft), and I’ve been told that “I treat the characters maybe a bit too realistically.” PSA for everybody: Warcraft is a story about broken people and violent racism.

Their God Tier: For the people who are fan of Homestuck too. (Homestuck itself is good. The fandom is weird)

Garrosh’s 37 ghost children: By which they became more or less canon on this blog, a regular stuff which is to be counted with.

How do they insult people: The most recent popular post.

Interview with Azshara: My personally favorite thing I have ever written for this blog, as in, I don’t think I am going to peak it.

Interview with Luxien: Because I want to press Taedal’s story and “expansion” to everybody, read the interview with his older evil sister.

Top 10 favorite characters: I suppose you are a bit curious who my faves are, so here you go.

Top 10 changes to the story I would do: By heart I am a storywriter. I give such things a lot of thoughts. But as I’ve mentioned earlier, lack of dedication is… making things hard.

Other cool stuff to check out (maybe?):

Taedal’s expansion wiki, of course. I have a lot of thoughts about that world and story and… I would love to went about it a bit, too.

This very cool fanfic on AO3.

The official portrait of Taedal.

The official portrait of Authormi.

The description of this blog, as taken from my personal blog:

wowheadquarters (WoW HeadQuarters, World of Warcraft Headquarters, WoWHQ) is by far my most popular blog, despite being younger than SNTS. I add new content twice a week, on Tuesday and Friday. I never thought I’d make more than 10 posts in total, but there we go. I admit that the original idea comes from bleachlists, but it has sort of evolved since then. I am trying to keep the blog not contradicting the canon, but some things in the HeadQuartersverse might not always agree with the official lore

Final words from Authormi:

Oh my fucking god, this is really unbelieveable that this thing is still going on. I never expected this blog to live beyond a month. I never thought I’d get more than 20 followers. I have 1000 now? That’s… is that Tumblr-famous? I’ve never had this many followers. Do you all read this? All the stuff? Am I shaping your view on the Warcraft universe? This is too much power for one person to have.

You want to know what’s actually my happiest memory connected to this blog? It was actually some time back (because my memory is a mess, I can’t tell you how far back), I had a really, really stuffed couple of weeks. A lot of to do, but also mentally exhausted, I was in a bad place for a bit there. Usually I am able to kick myself in the ass, sit down and make up the list on the go, even if it is bound to be miserable wreck of text, I write it. Sometimes when I am super done and tired, I write it on Saturday evening and pretend it’s Friday and so far everyone’s been so kind and there’s been no comment to that. But in those two or three weeks I just… couldn’t. Even clinging to this self-made structure was too exhausting. I wasn’t on Tumblr for basically the whole time (my main blog was fuelled by the queue). Sometimes when I am in a good place, I write lists in advance and schedule them, but at that time no such a thing took place, so this blog went silent without announcement and I couldn’t care less. When I finally found it in me to come online, my inbox greeted me with various people who were asking me if I was okay and whether or not I am still alive written in a very worried manner. And you know… reading that helped me a lot at the moment. It was a reminder that somebody here cares for me and cares for what I do and… Yeah, it was a damn motivation to get myself together a bit and write stuff and do some stuff. Since then I’m trying to announce in advance if I think I am not going to make it, and even then I am still trying to write the list as soon as possible when I am fit to.

A story for your amusement on this “write it when possible” note. This summer I was with my 4 younger siblings (my oldest sister, still younger than I, turned 18 last Thursday, the youngest sibling who also happens to be a sister is 4, but I don’t live with all the siblings, blah blah divorced parents blah blah, not related) and dad and grandfather in the beautiful village (or town?) of Au in Austria. I took my old laptop with me (I’ve got a new one recently) which had battery that could live on it’s own for, like 10 minutes. The house we were living in had no wi-fi, but there was a village-wide public wi-fi… which din’t reach the house. The nearest was at the bus stop, but that one was shaky, and the good reliable hotspot was at the park, 10 minutes of walk away from the house. Now, it was nearly Friday and I needed to post the list. So I wrote it int he laptop’s notepad, then turned off its life support, took it and dashed across all of Au to the wi-fi hotspot, formatted the document into a list, and hit post. About 2 minutes later, the laptop died.

I am thinking about making another blog directly meant for the asks, request or not, and those would stay there. What do you all think? Maybe I would lose things there, I am quite capable of it.

I’d love to talk about Taedal and his demons and his entire story a bit more. But I haven’t got, like, a reason to do so. I am sort of insecure in this matter, I sort of have the feeling that nobody really cares for Taedal here. “What are you thinking, a ‘good demon’ OC?” (Ask me about Taedal and his faction and the Broken and Distant Worlds expansion. I have an expansion and half planned in my head.)

There is some kind of an expectation or anticipation in me to have someone from Blizz discovering this blog and some big consequences happening. I am not sure whether I want it to happen or not. I mean, I am a bit… too-critical of their work in attempt to please the crowd here. (It’s easy to search for flaws when you take the good stuff as the norm. You are actually doing a good job, Blizzard, in the terms of game developing and marketing. But there is that one post going around which says that Warcraft lore/story is written by 9 people who cannot talk to each other. In this spirit, I am sure that there are 4 people writing charcter psychological profiles who don’t know of each other’s existence. Your animation is a snack, though.)

Wow. I suck at summaries. This is as brief as it gets.

#long post #even by my standards

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kawaiilikat1994 · 6 years

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Common Ground

*heavy breathing* Okay, this is the first IT fanfic I’ve ever done, so hhhhhhhhh enjoy? {roughly 2400 words}

@darth-stetter

Chapter One: 38 Days

“Just 38 days,” I told myself as I walked towards the front doors to Derry High School. “38 days until I'm free from this hell hole.” It was our first day back to school after spring break. Kids littered the front lawn, some hanging out in the shade of the trees, some playing catch. Then there were the unlucky few being mercilessly bullied. I ignored them all, though; I didn't have any real friends. It wasn't because I was some socially awkward loser hated by everyone. I just didn't like people enough to invest that much time and energy into a relationship. Despite my general apathetic nature attitude towards people, there were a few people who considered themselves my friend, even if the extent of our relationship was smoking pot and the occasional under-age drinking.

I kept to myself as I followed my normal morning routine: visit my locker, get my English books, grab an apple from the cafeteria, and wait outside the room 'til class started. I was pretty zoned out as I ate through my apple until Gretta, the junior's worst bully walked past.

“Slut!” she yelled before shoving another junior, Bev, into the nearby lockers. There was a loud clank as Bev's bony body slammed against the wall of metal. “Off to suck another dick in the bathroom?” Gretta sneered as her friends snickered beside her.

“Shut the fuck up, you ugly toad.” Gretta and her friends all turned to face me, but the look on my face told them not to mess with me.

“Whatever,” she muttered before pulling her friends away.

“Thank-” Bev started.

“I didn't do it for you,” I interrupted her. “I just hate that stupid bitch.”

“Language.” I turned to my English teacher, Mr. Wilson, who was unlocking the door. “I'd hate to write you up this close to graduation.” I didn't reply, and when I looked back Bev had disappeared. The bell didn't ring for another three minutes, but I was used to being the first kid to class. I took my usual seat in the back left corner and watched as the rest of the class slowly filed in. Mr. Wilson was halfway through roll call when the last student, Vic, walked in.

“Mr. Criss, so nice of you to join us,” Mr. Wilson sarcastically greeted him. He continued with roll as Vic made his way to the last available desk, which happened to be the one next to mine. When Mr. Wilson finished, her sat down his clipboard and leaned back on his desk. “Okay, everyone, listen up. This year the teachers got together and decided to do something different for your senior projects. In each class you'' be paired up with someone and given your task. For this class each pair will be given a historic novel to dissect.” He continued talking as he walked around the room, handing out syllabuses. “This breaks down every task I want you to do, as well as how many points you can earn for each part. Please be aware these stories will not be short or easy; this will be your classwork for the rest of the year.” I quickly scanned the syllabus as most of the class let out a groan. Mr. Wilson clapped his hands together to regain our focus. “Rows 2, 4, and 6: look to your left and say hi to your new partner.”

I gave Vic a once over and said, “Could be worse.” He smirked and gave me a nod. I really didn't mind being paired with Vic. He wasn't the dumbest kid in class, and he kept to himself, too, meaning I didn't find him as annoying as my other classmates. Mr. Wilson held up his clipboard and began assigning each pair a novel.

“Last but not least,” he said, “Vic and April: you get The Great Gatsby.” I let out a sigh and slumped my shoulders. On the one hand, the project should be easy since I'd already the book. “On the other hand, I'd read it at least a dozen times, so I knew I'd be bored out of my mind.

“Fitzgerald, he's not so bad,” said Vic.

“You've read it before?”

“Not this book,” he answered. “I read The Beautiful and the Damned. It was pretty good.”

“No, Lauren,” Mr. Wilson snapped. “You can't switch partners because you think Ivan is gross.” Vic and I both snickered under our breath.

“So what's your phone number?” he asked.

“U-um, what?”

“What's your phone number?” he slowly repeated like I was stupid. “I was thinking we could work on this after school, so I need a way to get a hold of you.”

“Oh, right,” I laughed, mentally face palming. I quickly scribbled my name and number on a piece of paper, but I didn't give it to him right away. “Trade, mine for yours.” Vic quickly copied me, and we traded slips of paper. “It, uh, would be best if we made plans in person, or I called you instead.” Vic's brows came together in confusion, and I quickly looked down. “Just... don't call me. My dad would get super pissed.” That seemed to be a good enough explanation, and he didn't press the issue. We spent the rest of class going over the syllabus and dividing the responsibilities. Before we knew it, the bell rand, signaling the end of class. We quickly made plans to meet up after school before going our separate ways.

In my next class, Calculus, the teacher gave the same speech as before. “Now, I understand this whole 'group project' concept is a little harder to apply to mathematics,” Dr. Harper explained, “so that's why I've turned this into a tutoring project. I've split the class into two groups: those with the higher grades and those who... could use some help. Your final grade will be determined by Person A's ability to increase Person B's final grade.” I was annoyed by this proposal; it meant I'd actually have to be patient with someone. Dr. Harper began calling out the pairs, and my ears perked up when I heard my name. “April Brembly and Patrick Hockstetter.” My face fell into my hands. It was no secret that Patrick had the worst grade in class. Whether it was because he was dumb or just didn't care, I had no idea, but it didn't help that he only attended class half the time. I jumped as Patrick plopped into the desk next to mine, his long legs knocking into mine.

“April,” he said, slowly drawing my name out as he gave me a devious smile. I tried to smile back, but it probably looked like I was wincing. “Oh c'mon, this'll be fun.”

“Look, let's get one thing straight,” I replied with a serious look. “I'm not failing this class because you decided to fuck around.” His head dipped back as he laughed, and I smacked the back of his hand. “I'm not kidding! Don't screw this up for me.” He suddenly grew very serious and gave me a salute.

“Yes sir!” I rolled my eyes as he laughed again. “Lighten up, April. It's not like you won't graduate, even if we failed this class.”

“That's not the point, I snapped. “How did you even make it to this class, anyways?”

“I'm pretty sure the other teachers passed me just so they wouldn't have me in class again,” Patrick answered. “I had Mrs. Tremblay for Algebra three times. I think she started pulling her hair our because of me.” He smiled triumphantly, and I simply shook my head.

“You're awful.”

“Thanks.” He stretched out even more, placing a leg in front and behind my desk, trapping my own in place.

“Do you mind?” I asked, my voice dripping with attitude.

“Not at all,” he answered with that damned smile. I rolled my eyes again and took my assignment sheet from Dr. Harper.

“Great, derivatives,” I sighed. “Does this even look familiar to you? I'm pretty sure you slept through the only class you bothered to show up for.”

“You been keeping tabs on me”? he asked with a wink.

“No,” I blurted, but I could feel my face heating up. He just laughed and leaned forward to read the assignment sheet. His face was so close to my shoulder I could feel his breath running down my arm. I shivered as goosebumps popped up on my skin, and he responded by draping his arm around the back of my chair.

“So, teacher,” he purred in a low voice, “work your magic on me.” I avoided eye contact for the next thirty minutes as I went over all the notes I had. Honestly, I had no idea if he was listening to me at all, but I still rambled on because it was the only way to distract myself from his intense stare. When I finished talking, I held out my pencil and turned the paper towards him. H eyes the sheet for a few seconds before looking back at me.

“What's in it for me?”

“Are you serious?” I groaned.

“You think I give a shit about my grades?” he laughed. “I'm not doing this unless I get something out of it.” His eyes drifted down to my chest, and I casually draped my hand over my cleavage.

“Like what?” I snapped. His fingers brushed against my bare leg, and I jerked away. “Something reasonable.”

“Make out with me,” he answered, staring straight into my eyes.

“First of all-”

“Every day.”

“W-what?” I blurted, wide-eyed.

“You don't make out with me, I don't do the work.” My mind raced as I struggled to think of something to say, and he smiled like a predator looking at cornered prey. “I need the motivation,” he added with a shrug. How bad do you wanna pass?” We silently stared each other down; he knew I couldn't afford to fail.

“Just kissing?” I asked.

“Sure,” he said unconvincingly. After what felt like an eternity the lunch bell rang. Patrick followed me out of the room and draped his arm over my shoulders as we walked down the hallway.

“What are you doing?” I asked in a curt tone, quickly shrugging his arm off.

“Going to meet Henry,” he answered, I remembered Henry's locker was a few down from mine and felt my face heat up again, embarrassed that I thought he was following me on purpose. “You should come hang with us.”

“I'm good, thanks,” I quickly answered. We walked around the corner, and I could instantly feel Henry's gaze on us. My stomach twisted into knots. The infamous bully never paid me any attention.

“C'mon,” Patrick urged as I stopped at my locker. “It beats eating alone.”

“I like eating alone,” I argued. I felt his arm snaking around my waist, and I smacked his hand away.

“I'll give you a free baggie after school,” he coaxed. I glanced up and watched him mimic smoking a joint. My lips began to twist into a smile, and I quickly looked away.

“What do you even do during lunch?” I asked.

“Smoke in Belch's car.”

“Got any menthols?” I closed my locker and looked up again, finding a cocky smile on his face.

“Always.”

“Dude, c'mon!” Henry barked a few feet away. Patrick cupped my shoulder and steered me in his friends' direction. “What's this?” Henry asked, motioning to me.

“April, my new... friend.” I didn't like the sinister tone in his voice, but I smiled anyways.

“You cool?” Henry asked, speaking to me directly.

“I guess,” I casually replied. He looked me and up and down before huffing.

“Let's go.” He led us out of the school and over to student parking where Belch's blue Trans-Am was waiting.

“Ladies first,” Belch said as he held the driver's seat forward. I climbed into the backseat, followed by Patrick and Vic. Henry took the passenger's seat and Belch the driver's. Everyone was quiet as the cigarettes were pulled out and lit up. I took a long drag off the one Patrick gave me, closing my eyes when the wave of nicotine hit me.

“So what's the deal with you two?” Henry finally asked, eyeing Patrick and I in the rear view mirror.

“School project,” I answered before Patrick had a chance to say anything stupid. “Uh, speaking of, I'm gonna be late to the library after school today,” I told Vic. Patrick's hand slid over my thigh, and I clamped my legs together to keep from moving further north.

“Wait, you're partners with Patrick and Vic?” Henry asked.

“What's with the third degree?” I asked back, not bothering to hide my agitation.

“So my mom's gonna be at work all night,” Belch spoke up. “We'll have the whole place to ourselves.”

“April, you down?” Patrick offered.

“Who the fuck said you could invite her?” Henry barked.

“Well, we were gonna work on our project,” Vic added, “So if she just comes with-”

“Whatever,” Henry huffed.

“If you're gonna be a whiny bitch about it, I just won't go,” I threw at him. The other boys stared at me wide-eyed as Henry spun around in his seat.

“What did you say, bitch?!”

“You suddenly can't hear?” I replied, not backing down.

Henry's grip on his headrest tightened as he snarled, “Don't fucking talk to me like that.”

“Then stop treating me like shit!” I snapped. The car was silent as we stared each other down.

“Then prove you're not,” he finally said before slumping back in his seat. Patrick wrapped his arm around my shoulders, as if to comfort me, and I rolled my eyes. Henry was the first to finish his cigarette, and even though he didn't say anything, everyone knew he was impatiently waiting on us to finish. I quickly puffed on my cigarette and tossed it out the window after his. Patrick was the next to finish, followed by Belch, and eventually Vic.

“Meet here after school,” Henry said before getting out of the car. He looked back at me and added, “We'll leave your ass here if you're late.” He didn't wait for the rest of us to exit the car before walking away.

#bowers gang imagine #henry bowers imagine #vic criss imagine #belch huggins imagine #patrick hockstetter imagine #bowers gang x oc

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taegikookluvr · 6 years

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Shameless Fanfic Promo

Hi, I’m bangtanbrwnsuga80

I guess I forgot to mention that I’m an author on AO3 (https://archiveofourown.org/users/bangtan_brwnsuga80/works). I’m a novice, I have no idea what I’m doing and half the time I don’t even know what I’m writing until it’s done. Promoting makes me uncomfortable and I feel like I’m a burden. Ugh. But I was advised...no coerced to at least try to get more readers, despite my protest that I’m quite happy with the ones I have. So here goes...

1. My Rock or My Hard Place (Taegi/Taekook) completed

Summary: Taehyung faces a tough decision: Reclaim the long-lost love stolen from him ten years ago, or nurture the new love he has been building with someone else. A trip to Vegas with his soon-to-be boyfriend, Jungkook, leads Taehyung to his former love, Yoongi. Both men are willing to go to any lengths to win his heart, but both have pasts which threaten to ruin any chance of their happiness. Who will Taehyung choose? His dependable, loyal, soulmate and first love Yoongi? Or exciting, troubled, devoted, underdog Jungkook?

My baby. My very first fic born from a ‘what if’ question that popped up in my head late one night. What if Taehyung had to choose between two men he loved and who loved him back? Both have faults and flaws, but are also good to the core. I wanted to make it impossible to choose between them...I think I succeeded since even now after writing over 60 chapters, I still have doubts, lol.

The story has everything because I wanted to include everything. There’s humor, fluff, gore, smut, angst, hurt/comfort...everything you can think of, it’s in there. You will laugh, cry, throw shit, punch walls, possibly touch yourself??? I don’t know, it just draws you in and then you get stuck. It’s super long too. If you’re interested: https://archiveofourown.org/works/10820787

2. Alone Together (Taekook) completed

Summary: Getting stood up turns out to be a blessing in disguise for Jeon Jungkook.

After Taehyung finally made a choice in the aforementioned fic, things went bad. It was right around this time that we lost our dear Kim Jonghyun (Shinee) and I went into a depressive state. MRoMHP began to reflect my mood and to combat all of the bad, I came up with this fic. It’s super sweet, cheesy, romantic, and the fluffiest of fluf; the complete opposite of the other fanfic. It got so fluffy that I had to throw in a little angst to keep from throwing up, lol. If you like smiling a lot and saying, “Awwww....” or cringing from cuteness, this might be the fic for you. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12678804

3. Still Doll (Vhope) completed

Summary: Hoseok is still reeling from a traumatic loss and desperately struggles to find a way to escape his grief while also clinging to it. Taehyung is trapped in a relationship from hell and wants nothing more than to be free, but is giving up his first true love worth that freedom? Two lost souls find each other at their lowest point in life...can they somehow help each other bounce back?

‘Alone Together’ helped a lot, but there were so many lingering bad feelings that I needed an outlet for them. This fic was born from that. It starts out with darkness, but it will gradually become brighter and inspirational as Taehyung and Hoseok find a purpose in each other. It’s just starting, but I think it has a lot of potential. Check it out here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13597227

4. Wingdings (Taekook) three-part

Summary: If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be? Jungkook knows all too well what he would fix.

This was my offering for Taekook Day (April 5). I figured everyone would post lovey-dovey, mushy masterpieces, so I stuck to what I knew...hurt, grit, pain, but always love. Also, it’s my only work that is completely in third person POV. I usually switch back and forth depending on the focus of the chapter, but since it’s short...meh. It will give you the feels though, so prepare yourself my lovelies. Here goes: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14225124

So, those are my works and I have officially recommended them (Tay & Lex, it’s done). If you get curious and happen to check out my shit, thanks in advance. If you like what you read, leave me a comment or click that bitch of a kudos button hehehe. Or drop me a few characters on Twitter: https://twitter.com/taegikookluvr Or do both. Or don’t. If you feel anything while you read, I’ve done my job and that thought alone makes me happy. Make sure you pay attention to tags (though I do tend to overtag) and notes for trigger warnings. I hope you read them and like them. If you don’t, please let me know why. Smooches!

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One Night in Athens (Bastien, Leo, and OCs, NSFW)

Prompt: @laniquelove‘s April Fanfic Challenge: Random Headcanon

Summary: Bastien follows Leo to a nightclub in Athens, where they meet two girls.

Rating: MA/NSFW

Author’s note: Headcanons: One of Leo’s escapades, and the last time Bastien hooked up with anyone before his night with Riley in An Unexpected Encounter. This takes place before Rules of Engagement.

Bastien knocked on Leo's door. He knew Constantine wouldn't want his son to sleep the whole day away. When he got no response, he knocked again, then opened the door. He frowned as he saw that the room was empty. Oh no, he thought. He searched the palace, but there was no sign of Leo. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and opened up his cell phone tracking app. He groaned as he saw Leo's location: Athens, Greece.

A call to the airport confirmed that the royal jet was not in its hangar. He immediately began making plans to fly to Athens. To his dismay, the next flight with an available seat was not until that evening. After breaking the news to Constantine, he packed a bag. Throughout the day, he kept monitoring Leo's location. Finally, he departed for the airport. Once he arrived, he checked in and went through airport security. He cringed as he reached the gate and saw that his flight had been delayed.

By the time he arrived in Athens, it was late. He rented a car, then checked Leo's location again. He drove through the city until he reached the area that the app's GPS had pinpointed. A neon sign with the name Dionysus caught his eye. Bastien shook his head. He had been stressed out all day, and Leo was having a good time partying at a nightclub.

He parked the car, then walked into the club. As he made his way inside, he surveyed his surroundings. He didn't see Leo on the dance floor. He headed towards the back of the room. Once he neared the bar, he spotted Leo with a pretty dark-haired woman. Leo's face fell as Bastien approached.

"Come on, we're leaving." Bastien turned from Leo to the woman. "I'm sorry, but he can't stay."

"I'm not going anywhere." Leo downed his drink, then reached into his pocket and handed the woman some money. "Could you get us some more drinks, please?"

"Does she even know you're engaged?" Bastien asked Leo as the woman walked to the bar.

Leo shrugged. "She knows who I am, so she probably heard."

"Lady Madeleine won't like this," Bastien reminded him.

"She knows I don't love her. Besides, how will she know? It's not like you're going to tell her, right?" Leo looked at Bastien pointedly.

Soon Leo's companion was back with the drinks. She handed one to Leo, who immediately took a sip, then looked to Bastien. "You don't want me flying the plane home under the influence, do you? And I don't think you'll be able to get us a flight tonight. So we're staying here."

Bastien had to admit that Leo had a point. He'd just have to keep a close eye on Leo and take him home tomorrow.

"Hey there, handsome."

Bastien turned around and found himself face to face with another pretty dark-haired woman who was holding two drinks. She smiled at him and handed one to him. "I'm Ioanna." She motioned to Leo's companion. "Sofia's roommate."

Bastien took the drink from her. "Thank you. I'm Bastien, Prince Leo's bodyguard."

Ioanna winked at him. "Want to guard my body instead?"

Bastien blushed deeply. He wasn't used to women being so forward with him. Ever since King Constantine had hired him, he hadn't really had time for relationships. Since he didn't have many friends, he didn't have many opportunities to go out and meet people anyway. He didn't really want to go out alone. He was the quiet type and didn't like approaching strangers.

Leo laughed at Bastien's embarrassment. "Go on, have some fun."

Bastien took a big gulp of his drink, which turned out to be a rum and coke. "So much for nursing this," he muttered as he noticed the decrease in volume in his glass.

"Oh, you're drinking tonight! I'll make sure of that." Leo smirked and looked to the others. "What do you say we play Never Have I Ever?"

"No," Bastien groaned. "I still have to drive." And they barely knew these women. What if Leo admitted to something scandalous and they sold the story to the tabloids?

Sofia moved closer to Leo. "You guys can stay at our place tonight. We only live a couple of blocks away."

"It's settled, then." Leo paused, thinking. "Never have I ever worked for a king."

Bastien took a sip of his drink, then glared at Leo. "You're trying to get me drunk, aren't you?"

Leo ignored the question. "You're next."

Bastien tried to think of something that Leo hadn't done. He didn't want the prince to get too drunk. "Never have I ever had a pet ferret."

Ioanna took a drink. "I had one when I was younger." She smiled at Bastien. "Never have I ever had sex in a hot tub."

Leo quickly raised his glass. His eyes widened as Bastien slowly did the same. "Was this at the palace?"

Bastien shook his head. It had happened when he and his last serious girlfriend, Juliette, were still together. They had broken up just before he became a guard.

Sofia reached out and stroked Leo's hair. "Never have I ever slept with a prince."

"Not yet." Leo leaned in and kissed her.

By the time they left the club, everyone was at least a little tipsy. Leo and Sofia held hands as they walked to the girls' apartment. Once they were inside, Leo pushed Sofia against the wall and kissed her deeply.

"Get a room!" shouted Ioanna.

Reluctantly, Leo pulled away. Sofia took his hand and led him into her bedroom. Bastien sat down on the couch.

"Can I get you anything?" Ioanna asked him.

"How about some water?" He'd already had enough to drink, and he was technically still on duty.

Ioanna poured herself a glass of wine, and got a bottle of water for Bastien. Soon she was sitting by his side.

"Thank you," he said as she handed him the water.

"You're welcome." She smiled and placed her hand on his thigh.

He looked into her eyes. "We're going back to Cordonia tomorrow. I'm not looking for a relationship. My job keeps me busy, and I just don't have the time."

"That's OK. We can still have fun tonight." She moved closer and pressed her lips to his.

It had been so long since anyone had kissed him. He gave in to temptation and kissed her back. They made out on the couch for a while. Suddenly they heard loud moans coming from Sofia's bedroom.

Bastien turned red. "This is awkward."

"Let's drown them out, then." Ioanna took his hand and led him to her bedroom. Once they were inside, she loosened his tie and took off his jacket. They began to kiss again, and she unbuttoned his shirt. She kicked off her shoes and pulled her dress over her head. Bastien stared at her as she stood before him, wearing only a red lace bra and matching panties.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked him.

"Oh, yes," he replied, breathing heavily. He could feel himself growing harder. Ioanna moved closer and guided him to her bed. As she unzipped Bastien's pants, a more practical concern popped into his head. "Do you have protection?"

Ioanna reached into her bedside drawer and took out a condom. "Right here." She set it down on top of the nightstand, then pushed Bastien down onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her, unhooked her bra, and pulled it off. He cupped her breasts with his hands and began kissing her neck.

He felt her tugging off his boxers, and he moaned softly as she grasped his hardness. His cries grew louder as she lowered her head and began to suck on him. She was making him feel so good, better than he had in a long time. Finally, before he could lose control, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

"Let me return the favor," he said to her. He slid her panties down and rubbed her clit as he slipped a finger inside her. He flipped her over so she was lying on the bed. He kissed her chest, then her stomach, and then lower. Once his head was between her legs, she began breathing heavily. Her panting turned to moaning as she grew wetter.

Bastien reached for the condom and put it on, then climbed on top of her and thrust himself inside. Their hips began moving together rhythmically. He began to thrust more rapidly as she grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside. He felt the heat surge within him, growing hotter, until he finally exploded.

He rolled off her, and she lay in his arms. Soon they were both asleep.

Bastien and Leo stayed for breakfast the next morning, but then they had to head back to Cordonia. Leo wrapped his arms around Sofia and kissed her passionately.

Bastien turned to Ioanna. "It was a pleasure." He leaned in and kissed her.

She pulled him closer. "Same here."

#headcanonchoices #trr bastien #prince leo #ns*w #rules of engagement #the royal romance #playchoices fanfic

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sirchubbybunny · 6 years

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Fyrom Responds: Channel Awesome’s “Our Response”

Well, I didn’t think I’d make another post this quick. I woke up about an hour ago and I’m currently writing this from Soft Lavender’s stream. The talk of the day is that Channel Awesome made an effort to give an “apology” that wasn’t “we’re sorry you felt that way” aka “Our Response”.

And, oh...boy.

Also, just some background on myself before I go further.

I started doing reviews for some sites as far back as 2009, and I was inspired by TGWTG/CA and a number of people on Youtube to kickstart a series of my own. The original blueprint was to do a fanfiction based review series with two other friends - one of which is/was also a fan of the site. Those plans fell through due to how complicated it was (especially since we were still in high school), and I turned to doing my own series. I kept the name I made for my persona, Fyrom, and established myself as the Scavenger Reviewer - as my work consisted of the scraps people left behind or overlooked. The content consisted of obscure PSA/PIFs (like Dangerous Games, an 80s PSA film about fireworks) and failure to launch shows (such as Heat Vision and Jack), and would eventually consist of the direct to video stuff from the 80s and 90s like the original Barney and the Backyard Gang series and the direct-to-video Mary Kate and Ashley stuff - which Allison and Phelous would review later on.

I began doing those around the summer of 2012 or so for The NetDwellers and Manic Expression until both sites (the original ME site) shut down and I’ve put the series on an indefinite hiatus in 2014 due to my declining mental health issues. While I wasn’t on a level like Why Guy or The Fanfic Critic where they had somewhat of a following, I joke that I was a z-lister with how short lived and obscure I was. From start to finish, it was always my dream to eventually get the attention of those I looked up to, like Diamanda Hagan and Kyle Kallgren (OanCitizen) to team up and make something great. Following the news that broke in 2013, I started distancing myself from the site and I only ever popped by the forums to talk with fellow fans of Brad Jones (The Cinema Snob). And here we are now in April 2018, and I’m sure this is the last time we’ll see the site active.

And with all that out of the way, I’m back on track to giving my own two cents. I’m pretty sure that, unless something new happens, this will be the last time I ever talk about CA/TGWTG.

As I said, I got online to check some emails and saw that Soft Lavender, who has been making videos discussing the document “Not So Awesome” in regards to the grievances by former Channel Awesome contributors and the trending hashtag #ChangeTheChannel, was doing a stream (which as of 2:23PM EST, is still ongoing) and the title was/is “Channel Awesome Responds and Is Not Sorry”. I dove in as fast as I could and then jumped onto Channel Awesome to see the response and who was left; which, as of writing this, MasakoX and Angry Joe left last night - bringing us down to eight contributors.

The post, which appears to be written by Mike Michaud, attempts to absolve the “allegations” listed in the document; from all the sexual misconduct that has taken place on behalf of Mike Ellis and an unknown contributor, the misogyny, and the horrible mismanagement. Here’s how it starts:

“Since the posting of the “Not So Awesome” document on Monday, April 2, 2018, we have been exploring all of our options of how to address the lies that have been alleged by multiple disgruntled individuals with vindictive intentions.

Channel Awesome has always tried to keep our dealings with our content partners out of the public eye and despite any differences or disagreements we have never publicly spoken negatively about any of them, but a response to the accusations leveled against us must happen. Obviously, we cannot address all 73 plus pages of accusations against us in this forum, but we will address the most egregious now.“

I’m sorry, what now?

As MarzGurl (Kaylyn Saucedo) said in a currently ongoing stream, from this point on, any chance of this being in good spirits has gone out the window. The comments on said post echo the anger many of us; fans and former contributors alike have been saying for a long time. This is an absolutely horrible excuse for an attempt at saying sorry for their actions, and they’d rather point fingers at people coming forward rather than take responsibility for their own incompetence and mistreatment of their staff. Many of the comments agree that a lot of Michaud’s choosing of what to address were jabs at both Holly Brown and Allison Pregler (Obscurus Lupa), which is almost insulting considering what they both had to deal with - especially from Michaud himself.

Here’s what Michaud had to say in response to “accusations” about the lack of communication:

“We agree communication could have and should have been better. We got into this business based on our passion for content creation and have had many growing pains over the years. We always strive to learn from our mistakes and strengthen our skills. Have we made mistakes? Yes, we have. We even discuss some of our challenges in our behind the scenes videos. We’ve always focused on trying to entertain our viewers, shine spotlights on unknown talent and share our attention with various charities – and we hope to continue to do so moving forward.”

This shouldn’t have happened to begin with, and if they know mistakes were made, they should have resolved them then and there. Keep in mind that this has been going on for years, and many of the grievances go all the way back to Kickassia, which was made in 2010. This wasn’t a recent thing that these people wanted to just bitch about for attention or to be vindictive or petty - and that’s excluding the injuries and general arrogance (not even ignorance at this point) with how sets are managed; such as Lindsay asking about water on set, to which she got laughed at until Spoony said providing water and food for your crew is the bare minimum you have to have. A lot of this what people want to know about was either barely touched or omitted all together - such as said injuries, Dr. Gonzo‘s tribute to JewWario (Justin Carmichael), the rampant homophobia, the absolute incompetence with how filming the anniversaries were, MarzGurl (Kaylyn Saucedo) getting a lot of shit for the stuff she did with ScrewAttack, and how IndieGoGo threatened to investigate them for potential fraud due to the failed show Pop Quiz Hot Shot to name a few.

A lot of this is still ongoing and a raging tire fire when this is all over. More news is coming out about some details of the document, and I’m both deeply hurt and upset by this. So maybe this won’t be the last post from me. If you wan to keep up with what’s going on, please head to Soft Lavender’s Youtube channel and join the stream.

#channel awesome #change the channel #tgwtg #holy shit #rant #vent

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oblivion-time · 6 years

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OT’s writing in 2017

I saw people having this thing as an ask me these questions and I’ll answer them thingy, so I decided to answer almost all of them and make it into a post! Sort of a 2017 rewind of my writing in this year. I suck at leaving short answers, but hey, my rambling can be enjoyable at some point! ^-^

Favourite fic you wrote this year

I gotta say Love Me Again, Husband just because I had so many ideas and thoughts about how I wanted this fic to turn out. It’s always so much more fun when you know what you want to do with it and writing on it was never boring just because there were no fighting scene. That’s why it because the length it did. Too many ideas, stubborn me refused to not include them and too much fun working on it.

Least favourite fic you wrote this year

The Wolf who Huffed and Puffed. Definitely. I had a vague idea what I wanted, but I just think the more I wrote on it, the more the plot fell apart and it became what it is. I finished it around in... Marsh/April, but it was just so shitty I so didn’t want to post it, but some people seemed to enjoy it so, I posted it for them. (And I would post the last chapters of it this year just to be done with it, but I don’t want to post it during Resbang season. I want to respect those who have the posting date)

Favourite line/scene you wrote this year

ALDENTE NOODLE LEGS!!! Technically I came up with it during resbang season 2016, but I used it in my Corpse Party AU and I’m just in love with the line! Every time I get to describe weak legs, I use aldente noodle legs.

Total number of words you wrote this year

This was so not my writing year. The spring season and summer season was completely dry for me. I barely wrote anything because of a lot of personal problems that kept me busy. But my total is 235′316. My resbang totally lifted the number and a lot of it is stories I haven’t published yet and some ongoing projects I haven’t quite yet finished.

Most popular fic this year

I don’t bring in numbers on my work, that’s one thing for sure. The fic I publish during resbang season will always bring in the most readers. Aside from my resbang this year, Death Child surprisingly did quite well on both AO3 and ff.net. I thought I sort of cheated on the climax and it was a mediocre fic, but people seemed to really like it

Least popular fic this year

I would say Ripple Effect. When I wrote it I knew people wouldn’t like it consider the whole fic is just Soul wasting away and dying and all the angst, but I had the idea and I felt like working on it, so I did.

Longest completed fic you wrote this year

Love Me Again, Husband

Shortest completed fic you wrote this year

That is published, it’s Ripple Effect

Longest wip of the year

It’s got to be my Corpse Party AU. I’ve written around 33k of it so far and it’s nowhere near finished.

Shortest wip of the year

It’s a story I’m working on now. I’m not going to spoil much, but I can say the story revolves around a complicated timeline. It will be a short one-shot, but it is just a practice run to get me back into the game of Corpse Party. Mark my words, my Corpse Party AU will be finished in 2018!!

Fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year

Soul Eater. Duh.

Favourite character to write about this year

Soul. Definitely. He was so much fun writing in Love Me Again, Husband because Maka is so secure and strong and even if losing your identity in the way he did, she would be more determined and sure than Soul would me. We know Soul has a past and he has some problems revolving around his identity, he was the perfect candidate for a brain trauma like that and highlight the complexity and difficult of regaining a lost identity. With the whole fic I wanted to shine light on the difficulty to regain a lost identity because I think the movie (The Vow) romanticized that part quite a bit and toned down the harshness on the person’s mental health. I really wanted to show people that and Soul was too perfect for the job. But in other cases, I just love writing about Soul since he has such an interesting life since he’s so human with his flaws that makes him human.

A fic you didn’t expect to write

Milkshake. It’s just such a dumb idea I had that I knew I should just skip on writing, but I just enjoyed the thought of their first meeting and how they shared milkshakes I just couldn’t help myself.

Something you learned this year

When I write, I write pretty fast. When I’m meant to write “from”, it often turns to “form” instead. It’s like 99% of the cases it turns like that and I know when I read through the fic, I need to pay extra attention to those words.

fic(s) you completed this year

The Wolf who Huffed and Puffed (I finished it this year, I just haven’t posted it all)

Love Me Again, Husband

Death Child

Ripple Effect

Cardcaptor Sakura AU

Milkshake

Fics you’ll continue next year

My Corpse Party AU. It was meant to be finished this summer before Resbang, but some personal business prevented me from doing so. My timeline complexity fic will also be finished next year if I don’t complete it tonight or tomorrow, which is unlikely.

Current number of wips

Two. Corpse Party AU and the timeline complexity fic

Any new fics to start next year

I have a fic I wanted to write for resbang two years ago instead of Chase of Tales so that one I definitely want to write this year! I also will post the one-shots for my Circus and Reality fic and wrap it up. I would also love to rewrite some of my older stories since a few of them are really good ideas, just the execution of it was terrible so I would love to do that and show to myself how much I have matured as a person and in my writing compared to then.

Number of comments you haven’t read

I read all the comments! I haven’t missed a single one!

Most memorable comment/review

It has to be the comment on my Chase of Tales fic. I am highly offended by the tiny amount of kudos given to this fic! I only became even more frustrated each time I read a chapter, pressed "kudos" and saw the same infuriating few words pop up time and time again: "You have already left kudos here"

It’s comments like these that reminds me not always numbers and comments reflect on how well the writing and plot is. I know A LOT of people who get stuck on how many comments they get, how well the comments are written or how many kudos it gets to the point it almost crosses the line of “I worked hard on this so I’m entitled to a lot of recognition and praise.” Numbers doesn’t mean shit. It’s your own feelings about the work that counts. Does it boost my ego when I get comments of people who like what I made, yes it does, but do I write to just get comments and praise? Absolutely not. Then I wouldn’t have kept on writing.

Events you participated in this year

Resbang and SoMa Week 2017 are the only two events I can remember attending.

Fics you wanted to write but didn’t

It’s an angsty fic. The idea was Maka and Soul loved each other in university, but they had to break up because they were going in different directions and moved to different places. They would run into each other during different times in their life, and it would always be something to prevent them from being together, but in the end when they are old in an elderly home, they would coincidentally be placed in the same home and there they could finally be together. If anybody feels up to writing it, feel free to use the idea! If someone decides to write it, please tag me, I would love to read it!!!

Favourite fic you read this year

This is the year when I didn’t read a lot of newer fan fics and I’m going to be a little narcissistic, but I really loved rereading my story The Face of the Beast. The idea is so good and I really enjoyed how it turned out even if there are some parts I would’ve changed.

No but for real, two fics that I always enjoy going back to and rereading are Moving on and Letting Go by Fantasy Fan Girl and Repairing a Broken Soul by Narusaku1357. When I started reading fics, those two I read early on and I simply enjoy going back to them and reading them since I genuinely enjoy them. Not to forget Repairing a Broken Soul is legit and totally a classic. It’s a fic everybody should read.

A fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

Check the answer above! You will not regret reading those two fics.

Number of favourites/bookmarks you made this year

Oh geez. I’m really bad at leaving favourites and kudos. I read all my fics on my app on my phone and... well... I just add them to my library. I’m shitty when it comes leaving kudos, favourites and comments.

Favourite fanfic author of the year

My favourite will always be Tatsu-Ah-Rei. No competition. No one can ever touch the originality combined with the Soul Eater universe in such a way they do. I so love Eat My Soul (it’s a great one! READ IT! But I warn you, it isn’t completed and it ends just at the most exciting scene and at the climax). There will never be a fanfic writer as good as they are in my eyes.

#OT's writing in rewind 2017 #longpost #this was fun!#tag #I hope some of you found this amusing! ^-^#babbling

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a load of tags! ✨🌟☀️

lmao i was busy doing uni stuff but now i finally got round to these so Enjoy !

obviously u don’t have to do all of them just do whatever u feel u kno? anyway

i’m tagging u all up here lmao so i’m tagging @namsieur @wingscomeback @sugaegyc @sugasideup @sheloveskook @cryptidhobi @gaycypher @namjooniewifey @iluwonho @jiminsarroz @stigmz @dreamjimn @mochiminii let me know if u don’t want to be tagged in stuff like this !!

get to know me tag

answer the 20 questions and tag 20 followers that you would like to know better.

i was tagged by @monnyoongi thank u zuza!

name: alice

nickname: i don’t really like any of my nicknames? lmao

zodiac sign: cancer

height: 5′8″

orientation: A Whole Bi

nationality: british

favourite fruit: mangos!

favourite season: either summer or autumn

favourite flower: either roses or tulips

favourite scent: like just a fresh summer evening lmao

favourite colour: pink, red + orange

favourite animal: sharks !

average hours of sleep: i think 9?

favourite fictional character: clarice bean

number of blankets you sleep with: always just the one

dream trip: either dubrovnik, mykonos or the amalfi coast

blog created: last april

get to know me again

rules: answer 30 questions & tag 20 blogs you would like to know better

tagged by @yoongicrew thank u rena !!

1. nicknames: still none lol

2. gender: female

3. star sign: cancer

4. height: 5′8″

5. time: 4:24 pm

6. birthdate: july 21st

7. fave band(s): bts, blackpink, red velvet, lany

8. fave solo artist: gallant, Queen CRJ, kehlani

9. song currently stuck in my head: saw you in a dream - the japanese house

10. last movie watched: spiderman homecoming and i Loved it

11. last show watched: first dates

12. when I created this blog: last april

13. what I post: 95% kpop, 5% aesthetic

14. last thing I googled: “that flute song” still don’t know what the song is. its not mask off tho

15. any other blogs?: my aesthetic blog dadcrisis that i’ve had since like 2012... christ

16. do you get asks?: not very often but its all good

17. why I chose my url: i love mister rap monster

18. following: 919

19. followers: 809

20. fave colours: pink, red, orange

21. average hours of sleep: 9

22. lucky number: 8

23. play any instruments?: drums

24. currently wearing: my pyjamas xoxo

25. how many blankets I sleep with: just one

26. dream job: oh idk. charming radio host probably

27. dream trip: just v scenic places across europe

28. fave food: any cured ham... Hell Yes

29. nationality: british

30. fave song currently: you better know - red velvet

kpop q’s

tagged by @teambusan thank u sabes xoxo

1. who was your first female bias?

i think it was jennie i was very late to girl groups lmao

2. who was your first male bias?

namjoon.... what a guy

3. who are your current biases? other than the above:

johnny, jinjin, rosé, jiwoo, wonpil, dahyun, luna, jooheon, shownu + dean

4. in the entire kpop industry, who is the closest to your ideal type?

probably shownu... like he’s a sweet n humble dad who is just also fine as hell... thats what i’m about ! also jennie like she’s just Gorgeous™ like i would lay down my life for her in a heartbeat tbh

5. have you ever attended any kpop concert / fanmeeting / fan sign?

How Dare You

6. if yes, which group / artist? how was the experience?

i cannot believe this disrespect

7. which group /artist would you like to see live?

bts, blackpink, monsta x. day6 !

8. how did you get into kpop?

my friend showed me fantastic baby (lmao) when we were like 15 and then i dropped it for a bit but then i saw a dance practice for no more dream like last year so now i am Here

9. who are your otps?

whom????

10. when did you start to ship them?

🤔🤔🤔

11. what is your favorite fanfic genre?

honestly i’ll read whatever turns up on my dash as long as it’s not involving furries or anything Truly Nasty

12. what is your favorite music genre?

pop has and always will be my fave but i like other stuff too ofc xoxo

five things tag

Rules: you’ll have to tag 15 people at the end of this challenge

tagged by @cypherpart420 thank u linsey ily!

five things you’ll find in my bag: purse hand sanitiser keys vaseline water

five things you’ll find in my bedroom: Trash Mountain nik naks fan approx. seven 1d posters radio

five things i’ve always wanted to do: go to glasto ! go on a trip just to look at palaces across europe lmao see bts ! adopt 2 dogs and live my best life go somewhere with a really clear view of the stars and just Cry

five things that make me happy: family dogs my pals xoxo listening to music baking

five things i’m currently into: fake nails crafting my Brand lmao big brother hydration arrested development

five things on my to do list: embark on my Fitness Journey get my professional blog going plan what i’m doing for my bday get a skincare routine get money

once again, get to know me

i was tagged by @parkmochibean thanks natasha!

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

THE LAST: 1. drink: water 2. phone call: my sister 3. text message: my friend explaining exo sub-units to me lmao 4. song you listened to: young & free - xiumin and mark 5. time you cried: probably looking through val from bake off’s insta she’s just the cutest 6. dated someone twice: no 7. kissed someone and regretted it: yep ! 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: only my whole uni career 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: only twice i know my limits now lmao

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: 12-14. pink, red and orange

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. made new friends: yes 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: ofc! 18. found out someone was talking about you: yes lmao 19. met someone who changed you: yes 20 found out who your friends are: yes 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: no

GENERAL: 22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them 23. do you have any pets: no :’( 24. do you want to change your name: no i enjoy her 25. what did you do for your last birthday: went for afternoon tea w my family 26. what time did you wake up: 11am its summer now i do what i want 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: idk chilling i guess 28. name something you can’t wait for: my birthday !! 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: like an hour ago 30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: idk if i’d been confident Forever i think that would be pretty good? 31. what are you listening to right now: faking it - kehlani, lil yachty, calvin harris 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes 33. something that is getting on your nerves: my older sister she’s just so Loud 34. most visited website: this or youtube 35-37. lost questions?? 38. hair colour: brown 39. long or short hair: i want long but i’ve got medium rn lmao 40. do you have a crush on someone: no 41. what do you like about yourself: i’m good 2 my family and i think i’m quite nice? tbh? 42. piercings: ears + nose 43. bloodtype: idk yikes 44. nickname: none lmao 45. relationship status: Single™ 46. zodiac: cancer 47. pronous: she/her 48. favourite tv show: bojack horseman, rpdr 49. tattoos: just one (1) 50. right or left handed: right 51. surgery: on my hand and i was awake for it but they played me some 1d so it was chill 52. piercing: ok i literally just answered this 53. sport: thats cute 55. vacation: just various fancy places across europe before brexit ruins that free movement 56. pair of trainers: i only wear my adidas but they’re on the verge of death now rip

MORE GENERAL 57. eating: werthers originals i’m a nan 58. drinking: water 59. i’m about to: go tf to sleep 61. waiting for: my birthday lmao 62. want: money and ideally a job that looks promising 63. get married: Who Can Never Be Sure? 64. career: either radio or social media

WHICH IS BETTER 65. hugs or kisses: hugs 66. lips or eyes: eyes 67. shorter or taller: don’t really mind 68. older or younger: older 70. nice arms or nice stomach: also don’t mind lmao 71. sensitive or loud: sensitive 72. hook up or relationship: relationship 73. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. kissed a stranger: yes 75. drank hard liquor: yes 76. lost glasses/contact lenses: my first pair of glasses... rip 77. turned someone down: yes 78. sex on the first date: no 79. broken someone’s heart: probs not? i hope not 80. had your heart broken: no 81. been arrested: no 82. cried when someone died: yes 83. fallen for a friend: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. yourself: Always ! 85. miracles: sure why not 86. love at first sight: no 87. santa claus: he’s doing his best 88. kiss on the first date: sure 89. angels: idk?

OTHER: 90. current best friend’s name: robin 91. eye colour: green/blue 92. favourite movie: i’m basic it’s love actually

shuffle tag

tagged by @kpopeyton thank you !

rules: you can tell a lot about a person based on the type of music they listen to. put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. no skipping!

wake up alone / amy winehouse

first love / bts

pyramids / frank ocean

i didn’t just come here to dance / carly rae jepsen

girl girl girl / triple h

21st century girl / bts

you better know / red velvet

wolves / one direction

coffee / miguel

view / shinee

#about #sorry if the tags don't work/notifs want to be messy !!

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kuraiamore · 7 years

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tagged by @bombushuntii : Rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers that you would like to know better

tagged by @thecalamityqueen : Get to Know Me

Much love and thanks to both of you for thinking of me!<3

There was a bit of overlap with the questions between these two tag games, so I thought I’d combine them into a single post for efficiency and what not. Cause of that, this got a bit long, so I’m gonna put it under a cut :) Feel free to click in if you’re curious, otherwise, have a good day and happy scrolling!

Name: Lisa Nickname: y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever had a nickname before Zodiac sign: scorpio Height: 158cm Orientation: pan-bi/demi--or something like that *throws rainbow sparkles* Favourite fruit: peaches! 🍑 Favourite season: autumn, especially the first half of autumn when the leaves are beginning to turn red/orange/gold but the warmth of summer still lingers in the air during the day but the evenings have a slight chill, meaning you get to wear LAYERS so autumn fashion is on point *finger guns* Favourite book series: *tries to remember the last book series I read* ... ERROR: NO RESULTS FOUND ... If we’re talking fanfic though, History Has Its Eyes On You by tasalmalin, is one of the most riveting Hatake Kakashi-centric fics I have ever read. It’s a five part series from the Naruto fandom and features time travel and themes of tragedy, depression and despair, healing and strength of spirit, and love and family that just absolutely blew my mind away. highly, highly recommended. Favourite flower: I love the smell of roses, have a sentimental attachment to pink lilies, and am drawn to the symbolic dualism of sakura blossoms, so probably one of those xD Favourite scent: I love really dark, heady scents; think smoke, spice, cedar, sherry, muscat, and fields of flowers on sultry summer days. Favourite colour: I toss up between a soothing dark blue and a sexy dark red, depending on my mood. Favourite animals: I don’t really have a favourite animal, but I do love the feeling of grandeur, grace and strength I get when I see creatures like wolves and panthers and tigers. Lucky number: Don’t really have a lucky number, but I am partial to the number 18 for completely arbitrary reasons. Last thing I googled: “gintama dancer au” -- those 7 hours I spent searching for that artwork was totally worth it if only for the feeling of achievement I felt when I finally found it. yes, I am that stubborn. Coffee/tea/cocoa: COFFEE (oh, my Melburnian heart). I enjoy tea too, and sometimes get cravings for hot chocolate until I start drinking and regret it xD Matcha lattes are also amazing<3 If anyone’s curious, my go-to coffee is a flat white. Average sleep hours: umm. okay, so sometimes I’ll go for two days without sleep, but then I’ll make up for it by crashing and sleeping 17hrs in one day, and on my nothing days, I like to curl up in bed and drift in and out of sleep and lose all sense of time, but I also struggle with mild insomnia every so often and my circadian rhythm is completely out of whack so if you leave me alone without responsibilities for a week, I’ll start going to sleep later and later until I’m falling asleep around 8-9am and waking up around 4-5pm, so I guess maybe 8-9hrs of sleep on average?? 8D Cat or dog person: hmm, I want to say both because they are both adorable, but I am very much a cat myself, so I suppose I’ll have to go with cat xD Favourite fictional characters: Ahem. Katsura Kotarou, Sakata Gintoki, Kamui, Kagura, Abuto, Hatake Kakashi, Yamanaka Ino, Yurie/Miyokichi, Bon/Kikuhiko/Yakumo VIII, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Uraraka Ochaco, Aizawa Shouta. Number of blankets: usually just one if I can help it cause I like to roll around a lot while waiting to fall asleep, but two if it’s winter and I am cold (I do not like to be cold D; ) Dream trip: oooh, so I have three dream trips: one is for the super hedonistic side of me where I want to spend all my time chilling back naked on super fluffy 1000 thread cotton sheets, lounging around in hot water in perfectly sized bathtubs with a bottle of wine and a platter of sweets and fruit, going out for spa massages, dressing up in heels and evening dresses and dining in 5 star restaurants etc etc.; one is for the soft, sleepy side of me that wants to run away to a mountain or countryside village or town with beautiful day hike trails leading to a picturesque lake or waterfall, and hot springs or lush forests, and every morning I’d be greeted by the sound of birdsong and this is basically my dream writing/relaxation trip because it’s just me and my mind and this beautiful dreamlike world floating around me; and finally, a trip with my friends in some fast-paced, crazy city where we get to run around and get lost in the maze of sprawling streets, and pool together all our loose change to share a bite of something delicious from food stalls/cafés, and sing out of tune together whilst careening down the new and unknown and basically just get to run around laughing with each other and discovering things with each other and going on an adventure together! :D What are you wearing right now: ...nothing. Blog created: I created this blog back in 2016 at my friend’s urging, but didn’t start actively using it until April 2017 when my Gintama feels simply could not be contained and I had to do SOMETHING lest I melted into little more than an incoherent pile of feelings. Number of followers: 29, which I’m super surprised at considering how little I post/reblog stuff, but makes me nevertheless happy ^___^ What do you post: well, if we’re talking actual posts, not much, mostly for lack of time and energy (which makes me both really sad and angry, because urgh, I want to write, dammit!). At the moment, it’s mostly fic for ginzura and madakaka, very occasionally my poetry, and lately random thoughts that pop into my head because why not. I do want to write for other pairings in the Gintama and Naruto fandoms at some point though, as well as some gen and character exploration fics. Why did you choose your url: omg this is so embarrassing. “kuraiamore” was the username 13 yr old me came up following a tiny dip into the 2000s emo/goth scene, combining the two languages that I was learning at the time and directly translates to “dark love” (uncreative, I know). I mostly used the name for junk accounts and whatnot, so when I sat down to make a tumblr account without any real intention of using it, I pretty much just typed it in without too much thinking. Now I’m wondering if I should change my tumblr url to match my AO3 username to make it easier for people to find me, but eh, thought for another day.

And that’s pretty much me! Thank you for reading!

Since I don’t have many followers, and I’m not sure how many would enjoy doing something like this, I’m going to say that if you’ve read all the way to the end, consider yourself tagged by me! Feel free to do whichever and however many questions you feel like :) Have a good day!

#tag game #a little piece of me #lol is any of this interesting at all?

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vagarius · 7 years

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For the fanfiction questions thing: 1, 3, 8, 10, 16, 18, 22, 27, 31, 36, 40, 44, 46, 48, 50 and 51~

!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!!!!???!!!!!!!!!

okay now the actual words:

1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?

[also answered here]

Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus. It still sneaks up and slaps me in the face sometimes. Though I hated the ending of the last book but let’s not go there

3. What is the best fandom you’ve ever been involved in?

I mean??? I love the Boueibu fandom, because I feel like I know everyone (even if I don’t know everyone) and it’s nice seeing other people’s fandom things and being like ah, yes, you’re the one who - . And then people recognize you’re own fandom things and you’re just like????? But the fandom also isn’t is-anyone-even-home small *cough* starmyu *cough*.

So yeah I really like the Boueibu fandom kudos to you.

(Also a shout out to the Haikyuu!! fandom for their love of rarepairs. Or maybe that’s just me and who I happen to follow, lol.)

8. How did you get involved in your latest fandom?

What even is… my latest fandom??? The latest fandom I’m actually active in is Boueibu. I actually started watching Boueibu right after watching Hamatora because it was around the time everyone was comparing Kinshirou and Art, so that was like, half of what was making up the Hamatora tag. Then I watched the PV and went hiroshi kamiya and whoa look at that I’m on episode five already where did the time go? (Not even because I’m particularly fond of Hiroshi Kamiya (though I am), but because I’m always oddly proud of myself when I recognize voice actors? Idk why.) I got really into the actual fandom after reading some Enkin fics and also falling in love with the Student Council. The first fic I wrote for the fandom was actually for an exchange.

My latest fandom in general is Mystic Messenger. I’d been seeing stuff pop up for it for a while and then it showed up in my recommended apps on Google Play and I just?? What the hell, why not. Let’s do this. And here I am (though I’ve only finished Yoosung’s route so far ;;;; )

10. Is there a fandom you read fic from but don’t write in?

Yes, very much yes. I’ve read fic for so many fandoms but have only gotten around to writing for 4 of them (5 if you include PJO but I haven’t written for it since I’ve been on AO3). The ones I can think of now are Daiya No A, Joker Game, All for the Game (book series), Kuroko no Basuke, Prince of Stride, Ao no Exorcist, Oofuri, Tsuritama…

16. Are their any popular ships in your fandom which you dislike?

From Haikyuu, I’m not the biggest fan of KuroKen and Kenhina (is Kenhina popular? I don’t even know at this point). And… Asanoya, I guess? It’s not that I necessarily dislike these three as much as I’m just meh about them.

There aren’t any ships that I’ve come across that I actually dislike from Boueibu, and the ones I’m meh about aren’t really popular anyway? So.

And Rintori from Free!. Idk why it just never clicked with me??

18. What ship have you written the most about?

Tsukkikage (hq!!), apparently, though I mostly write about platonic relationships, it seems like.

22. Is there anything you regret writing?

[also answered here]

If I posted it, I don’t regret writing it. I might not necessarily like some of my old writing, but I don’t regret it. However, there are some things I’ve written down or typed out and immediately deleted because hell no this will not see the light of day not on my watch why did I even think to put those words together what was I -

27. What do you hate more: Coming up with titles or writing summaries?

[also answered here]

Coming up with titles. I love writing cute little (or heartbreaking) summaries, but titles? No thanks. It’s like I’m pulling words out of a jar, except the jar is locked, poisonous, and on fire. (Though I usually end up liking my titles, anyway.)

31. What’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?

[also answered here]

Literally anytime?? Someone comments?? I get really jittery and excited because wow someone wanted to say something about what I wrote??

While the last ask has my favorite comment, I’m going to compile some of the nicest things people have said about my writing just because it makes me happy and I can:

“goddd your writing is so beautiful i’m so jealous” - nardaviel

“and your writing is amazing, it does a beautiful job of evoking the quiet that theyre both having to deal with. i think the present tense is part of the effect because it makes it seem less like a recounting of events (which by necessity is an act of communication, and this whole thing is about an inability to communicate) and more like we’re experiencing these things alongside atsushi. but i think there’s more going on than just the choice of tense.. maybe part of it has something to do with all the parentheticals at the ends of scenes…? they seem like quiet little asides, thoughts that don’t make it out into the main narrative the same way thoughts aren’t making it out of atsushi’s head 3 tbh i don’t really know, i’m just thinking aloud because i’m trying to learn from your talent a;ljsd” - @nardaviel

“Your style is so pretty as always, I loved the descriptions and how you portrayed the characters’ thoughts and perceptions of the world around.” - you, actually

“I know that I’m gonna read this many times over in the future…. I need a moment.” - Rudxinna

“Kudos to you for keeping everyone so nicely in character, for fleshing them out so well as they age, and for showing just enough of each scene.” - chromyrose

“I loved this. I cried and laughed while reading it.” - Pechat

“You really have a gift for zeroing on these quiet significant moments.” - odoridango

“How is everything you write so amazing and perfect??” - odoridango [Honestly everything odoridango has ever commented makes my heart soar]

[I am currently basking in happiness. Thank you for giving me the excuse.]

36. What’s your favourite genre to write?

[also answered here]

Slice of Life, assuming that counts. I love the atmosphere.

40. What do you struggle the most with in your writing?

everything Plot, in general. Trying to connect everything into a coherent storyline. I find it easy with vignettes when you can get away with connecting them with subtleties or repeating lines, but having one event leading into the next without awkward breaks is a struggle. (Which is probably why I mostly stick with oneshots.) I also struggle with writing the beginning. I usually start in the middle of the fic, which will sometimes end up being the beginning anyway, orz.

44. What ship do you feel needs more attention?

[also answered here]

Just. All the platonic ships. All of them. I love platonic ships so much???? Give me all the friendship I will take it gladly.

From Boueibu, the third year OT4, as well as Kinatsuen and AkoIoRyuu (though I don’t actually ship the latter that much.) I feel like people really like them but there still isn’t that much content for them? though the only romantic ship i’ve really written is enatsu so i shouldn’t be talking

For Haikyuu!!, I’m especially fond of TsukkiKage and KuroKage, so. Also Yachi ships. They are adorable.

For Free!, I still miss reiharu, orz. I should write more for them. Other people should write more for them. More reiharu for the soul. Also Gou/Haru friendship??? It just occurred to me now but more Gou/Haru friendship would be amazing.

46. If someone was to read one of your fanfics, which fic would you recommend to them and why?

Hmmmm, I’d probably recommend an endless start of april, which is a KuniKage fic from hq summer hols. I really like the atmosphere, and how I formatted the fic. I also managed to stuff karasuno first year friendship in there. But mostly, I had a lot of fun writing it, and I think it shows. I’m overall really proud of it. (I’m also still really fond of fairy lights, lol).

48. Do you leave reviews when you read fanfiction? Why/Why not?

I try my best to leave reviews, especially when the fic made me really happy and/or really emotional. A comment can make my day, so I try to leave as many as possible. (Though I am guilty of not following through on this). I try my best to be detailed, but most of the time they end up just being really incoherent, orz.

50. How did you get into reading and/or writing fanfiction?

I think it started when I stumbled across a Lazel (PJO/HoO) fic over google search?? Then I read all the obligatory high school and harry potter AUs for PJO and then the tear jerkers and I was totally hooked?? And of course the first thing I wrote was for a rarepair, lol. After that I really wanted more platonic Jasico content, as well as a Nico-centric AU, so they were some of the first things I wrote about.

When I started really really wanting to write fanfiction, though, was after reading the fic Catch a Falling Star (free fandom come cry with me). It kinda became my fic writer’s dream to write a long one-shot like that (still kind of is, and is probably why I fell in love with long one-shots in the first place), and the imaginary friends concept has always stuck with me. That fic inspired me a lot, along with a few others. I’m still stumbling across fics where I go I want to write something like that, but that was definitely the start of it.

And here I am now, lol.

51. Rant or Gush about one thing you love or hate in the world of fanfiction! Go!

[also answered here]

For the other “also answered” ones, I wrote something new(ish, in some cases), but I’m gonna copy paste this one bc I’m not sure what else I want to gush about:

I hate fanfiction’s reputation????? A lot???? Like I’ve seen/read my fair share of horrible fanfiction (have more than likely written some) and, yeah, some of it’s just pointless fluff or smut or the like but???? There’s also some really really really meaningful stuff out there??? And even those that don’t have some life-changing meaning mean a lot regardless - there are fanfics that have lifted my spirits and honest to goodness probably saved me, ones that have made me laugh so ridiculously hard I’ve woken someone up and ones that have made me cry at 3 AM wondering how something this beautiful graced my eyes??? Like???? It might not interest you but give it a chance, or at least keep any trash to yourself (unless it’s like, legitimate trash, but. That’s a very fine line you’re walking. A very fine line.)

And because I don’t want to end on a hateful note:

I love the little communities fanfiction builds???? Especially in smaller fandoms, or in rarepair fandoms (for lack of a better word). I love talking to other writers when I can and seeing how proud they are and getting little comments and I just?? Fanfiction communities are actually great.

And once more for good measure: !?!?!??!?!?!?!?!!!!???!!!!!!!!! thank you!!!!!

Fanfiction Questions

#mystofthestars #answered #i looked this isnt actually the tag i use #bc i didnt use one #ernb its me

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