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rusquared · 2 months
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imagine reading a novel about the apocalypse and how fiction can save your life in both an ordinary and extraordinary tragedy... and two years later watching the novel wrap up in the middle of a worldwide pandemic ??????????????
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ghouljams · 10 months
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This time of year is prime time for bonfires in the south!! Just had one the other night and tried to scare some of my friends with some spooky stories and can’t stop thinking about trying (and failing) to do this to cowboy ghost hahahaha
Bonfires are my favorite! My family is full of pyromaniacs and our bonfires have gotten the fire department called numerous times. Once someone thought a house was on fire, very fun. Let's do more drunk cowboy fun, pre-"I want you to have my babies".
Birdie swings you around in front of the bonfire, the tiny tinny speaker playing some swinging murder ballad you think would really be more appropriate without your boyfriends around. You giggle as she holds her arm up to spin you before pulling you in close again.
“Wait, wait,” You laugh as you stumble, “Bird, I’m in deep I can’t-” You laugh more feeling her let you go to wiggle her shoulders at you. She turns to hold her hands out to Gaz.
“Come on quiet boy, you don’t got the spins, do ya?” She wiggles her fingers, pulling Gaz up out of his folding chair to dance. You take the opportunity to join Simon over by the folding table turned makeshift bar. 
“Made that happen once,” Simon is telling Moon, he holds his thumbs out and turns them with a pop noise, “blind, easy as you like.”
“Gross,” Moon says, without a hint of disgust. You reach between them to pour two shots of crystal moonshine, and slide one to Simon. You position yourself so Moon can’t see him tug his mask down and take the shot with you. The burn of it makes your throat itch something fierce, you can’t imagine it’s any better for him.
“You know you don’t have to keep up with me,” You tell him. Simon reaches for the canned peaches and spears one with the provided fork.
“You think I can’t?” He asks, popping the golden fruit in his mouth as a chaser before pulling his mask back into position.
“Didn’t say that.” Truth be told, the only reason you’re drinking so much is because he’s following you. Because every time you pour a shot you get to see his face again. Simon’s hands grip your thighs, pulling you between his legs. The heat of the bonfire on your back doesn’t have anything on the heat from Simon’s eyes as he looks up at you from his seat. “You having fun, Cowboy?” You ask, cupping his cheek.
“I’m having fun,” He hums.
“You gonna throw up?” Simon snorts, batting your hand away.
“I haven’t thrown up since I was 19, Moon’s shite liquor isn’t about to change that.”
“You don’t have to drink it,” Moon gripes from the other side of the table, “Ungrateful bastard.”
Simon rolls his eyes, you smile a little to yourself. It’s nice seeing him out of his shell. The fire flares loudly behind you. The rush of heat making Simon lean to peak around you at the blaze.
“Where the fuck did he get that?”
You turn to look and- You think maybe you shouldn't have told Soap to "go wild" with the bonfire. He's got a super soaker full of something, smells like lighter fluid, that he’s spraying on the fire to coax it bigger. As if he hadn’t loaded the thing with enough pallets and kindling to melt glass. All in all, very impressive, you think. You wonder how long it'll be 'til someone reports it.
“Get that away from him before he sets himself on fire.” You tell Simon, who’s already standing up to do just that.
You steal his seat, watching with Moon as your two professional killers wrestle for the rainbow water gun. Soap’s indignant shouts are almost as funny as watching Gaz jump on his back to try and give Simon the upperhand. They fight like kids, you hope it’s the alcohol that’s making them uncoordinated. You're not sure Gaz even knows what they're supposed to be fighting over, rolling in the grass and trying to grapple Soap as Simon looks for an angle to grab the soaker. Birdie cheers excitedly from the sidelines as Simon finally yanks the gun from Soap’s hands and is almost immediately tackled by both sergeants.
"Bunch of idiots," Moon mumbles, but you can see her smile.
"Your idiot started it," You tell her, watching Simon push at Soap's grinning face as Gaz tries to put him in a headlock.
"You think Birdie's gonna jump in?" You both watch her bouncing too close to the struggle, too excited to be just cheering it on.
"Probably."
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sil-te-plait-tue-moi · 2 months
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Over in no time.
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Quick summary: Rust offers you a ride home.
Word count: 417 words
Warnings: N/A
A/N: YAY! Another short drabble for Rust. Listening to lots of Ethel Cain, I can assure you. Pretty much same universe as my big fic (go read if you haven't! she's my pride and joy).
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He watched placidly as you smacked your palms against the steering wheel again, as if that might jumpstart your shitty car back to life. 
It had only been a matter of time before the engine gave out. Marty had said that to him some three weeks ago, smug in his so-called superior knowledge. From then, Rust had made it routine to observe you climbing into your worn vehicle, to listen for the sputter and jolt which never failed to startle you, apparently. He didn’t particularly care for cars, except for their ability to take a person from one place to another faster than walking or running. He didn’t care for makes; only for fast or slow, or near or far. He didn’t look down at you like some o’ the boys seemed to, who chuckled and shook their heads at you, like you were some helpless inside joke. 
You weren’t having a good night. He could tell even inside, from the way your fingers hesitated over the typewriter, stuttering through a report in irregular, clumsy bursts of productivity, interjected by periods of frustrated silence. Usually, it was your fluid, absent-minded touch-typing that lulled him into such a rare state of warmth that he sometimes closed his eyes, sinking, succumbing to that gentle clicking.
He rapped his knuckles neatly over your window. “Need a ride?”
His neck prickled as you cast your eyes upon him, as goosebumps do arise from the skin in the wake of sunlight after a cold, otherwise grey afternoon. 
“Christ, yes, please. Made a batch o’ brownies on the weekend – they’re yours, I swear.”
Rust opened the door for you, tracing the fading white lines of the parking space as you stepped out. He kept his eyes there out of routine, waiting to return to absence. He would tolerate his own physicality; his fingers would be solid just long enough to return you to your home. Often, he felt his body was some sort of spectre: real during the day, and something else at night. The self experienced sensation just long enough to permit him to do his job. Otherwise, he was void. 
Though, he felt a faint glimmer of surprise when his forearm flexed in response to your grateful, squeezing touch there. 
“No need,” he mumbled, suppressing the urge to twist and rotate his arm. There would be time for that later. Your fingers had burned into his skin. 
Once you were settled in his car, he paused outside to take his pulse.
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ioniansunsets · 2 months
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Hello yuno! As vday is coming i have an idea or scenario if every heartsteel kayn were to receive handmade chocolates from his f-crush how would he react to it or feel or whichever way you would like owo!!! Feeling like the young kayn in high school moment ♡♡please take your time and its ok you dont have to rush it
✖ Valentine’s Confession Highschool Kayn ✖
✖ Word Count: 1.2k Words
✖ Tags: Mutual Pinning! Awkward young love.
✖ A/N: I wrote a mutual confession thing cause I thought it’ll be cute! I really put my whole IonianSunsussy into this please enjoy it. [Actually the idea of highschool sweethearts Kayn is also really cute. Like imagine the gap moe. He never talks about it and then during Paranoia’s debut he’s just like “ hey can I get an extra VIP ticket? My partner wants to watch.” and everyone is like ??????? and he’s like ??? “ Yeah I’ve been dating them since we were like 15. 6th year anniversary is this weekend.”]
✖ Wrote This Listening To: He just wants to be Somebody to You. I think the whole lone wolf that fell head over heels in love is cute for him hahahhaha
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Kayn isn’t sure if he should be laughing or crying. Here he is, standing outside your club room at what, 5pm in the evening? Guitar strapped behind his back and a little gift in his hands. Ok, so he had liked you for a while now, so what, nothing wrong with love. Love was badass. So he decided to do something about those irritating feelings and bought you chocolates. So what! So, he decided it was just not hardcore enough, and went to melt and make his own fucking valentine’s chocolates for you. So What!
Maybe he baked cookies too huh? Is that so bad! Is it so bad that he got Akali to lend him some fancy stationery to write you some shitty fucking love letter! Its hardcore, its over the top! It’s how The Shieda Kayn should confess. Nothing subpar, none of that weak, half-assed work. Only the best. You only deserve everything and then some. You deserve the handmade chocolates. You deserve the expensive store bought ones he got too. You deserve that nicely wrapped box with the fancy hand cut crinkle paper in the pretty gift bag. You deserve the handmade cookies that he painstakingly made in your favorite flavor, with the cute icing of Rhaast and the matching handmade sprinkles (that Zed so kindly helped him with). You deserve the effort he took, the countless nights of planning to write down a very well written rap (confessional love poem) for you. You deserve the scented paper (his cologne) and the cool stickers on the envelope (its holographic hearts).
You deserve someone better than him.
He winces as he accidentally bit his lip too hard. Suddenly brought back to the reality of how long he has spent standing by this door. Another click of his tongue, he continues irritatingly tapping his foot while he reconsiders all he’s about to do. Was it creepy? Waiting for you after club activities? What? People should call it romantic right? It…it Was romantic…right? Waiting an extra hour or two after his own extra classes for Your own club activities to finish? I mean, he worked hard growing the balls to ask you to wait for him after school. You said yes earlier too! This is not creepy, this is just him living up to promises he made with you. This is. Normal. Yeah. Totally normal. Romance will die when he lets it. Kayn swallows hard, hand gripping tighter to the ribbon handles of the beautiful gift bag he spent his allowance on. The contents on the bag feeling heavier and heavier by the minute.
Knocking the door with his other hand, Kayn slowly peers into the club room. Slowly opening the door, he enters silently. The sickly blinding white fluorescent room lights mixing with the oranges of the late afternoon sun streaming in from the open windows. Kayn looks around, catching sight of you standing by the closet in the corner of the room packing up whatever it was that you did after school.
" Hey. I’m here like I said." " Kayn!"
He watches as you jump, fumbling as you try to hide whatever it is that was in the closet. Raising an eyebrow, he stands there, giving you an awkward smile as his eyes narrow to discern just what it is you were hiding from him.
“ Oh? Oh~ What is that huh?”
Kayn teases you, hiding his own gift behind his back as he walks over, trying to peer in and see what you’re so desperately hiding from him. As you look back at him with feigned irritation on your face, some quick maneuvers later you managed to hide whatever it is on the shelf behind your back.
“ You first. What’s that huh?”
As you ask him the question, a slow red blush creeps up his cheeks. Slowly you lean over to him, trying to see what is it that he’s holding behind His back. It can’t be right. No way life would treat someone like him this well. No way, no way. You were too close way too close. He swallows hard, leaning back to try and hide what he can behind his guitar case while also leaning away from you. So close to him that he could feel not only your presence in his personal space but the delectable warmth radiating off your skin. As your eyes meet his with that mischievous glint, he freezes. Stunned by both your beauty and the sudden realization that he should get this done and over with before he backs out. A shakily smug smile creeps onto his face as he tries his best to tamp down his anxiety with his Kayn branded cockiness. Was this something everyone went through? Were first loves and confessions this bad for everybody? God, he could feel his palms sweating again. Kayn coughs lightly to clear his throat before proudly thrusting the fancy bag in your face.
“ I…worked really hard on a little something for you. I hope you like it.”
Barely audible, Kayn whispers as he looks away shy. Contrary to his earlier actions, he gently lowers his hands and places the gift into your embrace. His eyes dart around the room, not able to meet your gaze, Kayn seemingly shrinks away from you with the realization of his past few days worth of effort all hitting him at once. The Valentine’s day gift was literally out of his hands now. A breathy laugh escapes him before he finally finds the meager courage to look at you again. And of course, he was instantly awestruck. How could he not be with you. Looking back at him with that tender look, the way your own lips slowly curl into a smile, the sparkle in your eyes as you look from him to the gift in your hands back at him.
“ Kayn…”
” No. Don’t say anything, just…go read the thing when you’re home alone. I don’t wanna hear it! I’m going!”
As he turns to leave, you quickly grab his arm, pulling him back with a quick jerk. Eyes closed, you press your lips against his. Kayn’s own eyes go wide as he looks, unblinking, back at you in shock. He was now suddenly very, very aware of what it felt like when people talked about time feeling like it's stopping.
“ And this is for you.”
You quickly return a similarly lovingly wrapped box into his hands. Kayn frozen in place, his heart working in overdrive, thumping so loudly he was sure he would get a heart attack right here right now. His face such a bright red that the blush reaches up to his ears and also spread down his chest. You could see it peaking through his unbuttoned collar when your gaze trailed down. Before his brain could even begin to regain function you quickly wave to him, scrambling to pick up your bag you run off. Leaving Kayn flustered and alone in the empty classroom as the sun begins to set. You too had to leave his presence before the embarrassment of what went down caught up to you too.
There would be a lot for you guys to talk about tomorrow at school.
Link to fanart for this!
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crowbird · 9 months
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I'm so tired of age gap fics please if i can suspend my disbelief about mushroom zombies I can suspend my disbelief about the reader's age not being equivalent to my own, please just give me two 50(+) year old bastards falling in love no more of this 15+ year age gap I swear to god someone is gonna make me start writing last of us fanfiction at this rate.
Anyways, I would like to request some aid from the last of us fandom in terms of fic recs if anyone knows any good reader insert or x reader fics wherein they and joel are around the same age? Pre or post outbreak, au, I don't care I'm starving please if anyone has any let me know.
EDIT: I did not think this was going to get any traction which in hindsight was kinda stupid of me but I really want to clarify something since I originally left it in the tags which I probably shouldn't have. THIS ISNT A HIT PEICE. I've been a fanfic writer for years now even if this blog isn't exactly a great example of my supposed stellar writing consistency. I mean no hate towards the people who like age gap or write it it just isn't my thing personally and I would like to read fics that explore other topics besides that when it comes to this fandom. Yes I understand the easy solution is to write my own and i would be a liar to say I wasn't but I'm new to this fandom and still consuming the actual content and I know my drafts aren't exactly great right now in part because of that. What I wanted to accomplish here wasn't just to complain a little but to reach out and ask if anyone could point me in the direction of non age gap fics in the mean time and they did so thank you very much!! I genuinely appreciate it. Write what you like but understand that I also reserve the right to read what I like and to ask for help in finding it because let's be honest tumblrs search and filter system is non existent and asking for help was my next best bet so uh yeah I'm gonna stop rambling now and refine this maybe when I'm more awake and can word things better probably.
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katierosefun · 9 months
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hm maybe i’m going to get flack for this, but i genuinely don’t understand how some self-claimed fic lovers can be the same people who a) pressure and harass writers into producing more and more stories, regardless of their current health or personal lives, b) pressure writers when they aren’t updating fast enough, again, regardless of their current health or personal lives, and c) now, apparently, feed their supposedly beloved writers’ stories into ai bots. it’s becoming incredibly disheartening and clear that some folks don’t care so much about writers and really care exclusively about feeding whatever greedy need they have to just consume.
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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year
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Reader that can emit sounds from their memory(like as an aura)
Walk into a room? Why do I hear boss music
Comedic timing? Fuck yeah.
Bored? Jumpscare noise.
Zhongli talking? Jeopardy theme.
Someone is annoying? Earrape.
Think about it!
Hello! I’m the 12th Harbinger, aka as CHIL- bitch shut the fuck up, WHATS UP ITS YA BOY AQUARIUSSS- /ref
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lmao imagine you walking into a room like this in teyvat, with like that audio I SAVE BY GIVING IT CPR- TIGHT AS VIRGIN BOY DONT GET NERVOUS-
(also ill stop apologizing for the late replies to these, bc as we all know by now that im slow and u will get answered eventually i promise tumblr most likely didnt delete u guys asks im just hoarding them LMAO)
I’ve been super busy running in circles so sorry about ghosting! I still very much enjoy and love u guys and love seeing you guys enjoy my stuff :’) 
Still cant believe that, but thank you!
JEOPARDY THEME MUSIC WHEN ZHONGLI TALKS
HE’D BE SO CONFUSED
THINKIN HE GOT AN ANCIENT CURSE HE DOESNT KNOW ABT PUT ON HIM OR SMTH BC HE’S ALWAYS BEING STALKED BY THIS SONG-
(tbh unless the person is super observant I dont think most ppl would get that it’s YOU causing this chaos lmao)
Like I can see Zhongli eventually getting it lol, other ppl I could see after the first few weeks of interacting with you (esp bc you mix it up, honestly it was only bc u kept playing the jeopardy theme over and over when Zhongli ranted on too long that he got it was you 💀):
Heizou (he’s the best detective on all of Inazuma’s islands, ofc he got it! no he will not acknowledge that he totally thought you were hiding a very musical tanuki somewhere on your person at all times lol)
Alhaitham and Cyno (haitham took like, two hours of walking around town with you and knew, bc he’s a little know-it-all lazy bastard like that, and Cyno is actually just really aware, despite what most ppl think, he’s the General Mahamatra and not just a regular Mahamatra for a reason after all)
Tighnari (i stg he can like, smell when bullshittery is happening in his vicinity …or... hear?)
Venti (unsurpringly, he’s totally in love with this power of yours, i mean he definitely loves you cares about you a lot he says, but you’re starting to think he’s just lying to butter you up into pranking Diluc, Barbara, Jean, and really the entirety of Mondstadt more often  including Zhongli just so he can laugh until he’s on the ground again, also he definitely once asked you to make a dragon sound that’s the equivalent of shouting FUCK at Dvalin when he was flying overhead one day)
Hmm
Hm hm hmmmm
Who elseee, i need a characcctterrr lisstttt…
Albedo (duh, he’s albedo, you think he has an entirely too thick folder dedicated to your recent obsessions, you rant a lot about it while playing and also he can access your browsing history 👀, and he somehow doesn't know that about you?? You’re like, literally one of his long-term, there-for-life, has-bought-a-house-for-free-in-his-head-you- arent-even-on-rent-anymore, hyperfixations or special interests. Autistic!Albedo is autistic, Because I Am Your God, And I Say It Is So.)
Dehya (always knows when its you walking around near her bc you like to listen to your old world’s songs too often when you arent pranking bitches, she actually rlly likes it and your music tastes…)
HOLY FUCK SPEED RUN BC GOD THERE’S TOO MANY BITCHES WANNA BE YOUR BABY, RIDING AROUND IN A DAMN MERCEDES-
OKAY-
SO not all in the same way or at the same time, or even the same length of time did they realize you literally change background music or some shit so I’ll let you just- you know okay- like you get it- you get it.
Xiao, Kazuha, Kaeya, Diluc, Ayato, Yae Miko, Keqing, Qiqi, Klee, Sara, Kuki, Nahida, Ningguang, Rosaria, Scaramouche/Babygirl, Dainsleif, Kokomi, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan. 
Jfc got the whole damn pride flag up here
Anyway everybody else outta luck, at least takes em a month or longer to get it lol
Sorry abt the end there i didnt feel like writing out all those bitches bc the few I did before were already longer than I thought they’d be…
Also, I am posting these spam of drafts (and that old follower 100+ event possession headcanons in prep for the next 2 weeks bc I will be really busy, again :/
Got spring break shenanigans this week, then I’ll be running around like a cat with zoomies bc im getting ready to install/actually submit my artworks for the gallery exhibition! 
…wish me luck or prayers or anything good from any god you believe in, I need the strength. 
With love, safe travels,
💀♒️
♡the beloveds♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist
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sevendutchies · 2 months
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People in this fandom will really look at The Fool, Patience, Lacey, Carson, Sedric, Hest, Davvie, Lecter, Kennit, Ash/Spark, and yes, even Fitz himself, and still have the gall to call it queer bait.
These characters are explicitly queer, their actions impact the narrative, they are well written, and their identities are treated with respect. That is the best possible queer representation you could ask for in any story.
I've seen people on tumblr basing the likelihood of if they read this series on whether or not it's "actually gay" and I'm here to tell you that it is. There are queer characters. There are queer protagonists. And no matter what you see people in the fandom say, Robin Hobb wrote some amazing queer representation in a genre that rarely sees it at all.
EDIT: and I think it's pertinent to note that, no, characters who are questioning or struggling with their feelings about sexuality instead of knowing 100% does not make something queer bait or "less gay"
TLDR;
Queer bait = disrespectful marketing ploy that exploits queer audiences
Queer bait ≠ "my two favorite characters never have sex"
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beauleifu · 6 months
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Future Heartstrings thingy <3
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ꕤ﹆⋆ "𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃" ꕤ﹆⋆
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glowbug252 · 23 days
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I am so Normal about them
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unopenablebox · 7 months
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theres a post going around like "if you think slow burn fanfic is unrealistic, just wait till you hear about my real life, where i met someone on a tour and we spent all our time together and cuddled and went out for picnics and talked for hours while staring into each other's eyes and then never said ANYTHING or even HELD HANDS........... for TWO WHOLE WEEKS!!!!" (... "then after a month he sent me a letter saying he'd been in love with me the whole time.")
and like. i'm sorry. two weeks? two weeks is your example of 'an astonishing and ridiculous length of time for two people with an intense emotional connection to spend knowing each other without admitting romantic feelings?' two weeks? two weeks.
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circusd0g · 2 years
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A Notion
a mini fic based on @madame-mongoose and @sycopomp 's Our Orbit is Elliptical (OOIE), a real life experience, and the song attached below
i havent even finished chapter one but the DEATHGRIP this had on me
A child walked up to you, catching your attention as you were wiping down one of the outside pillars in the play structures. She was young, couldn't have been over 6 years. She held a Chica plush in her arms, close to her chest like it would protect her against the world. Suzie, you remembered.
A few moments passed where the two of you just stared at each other. "Why are you wiping the tunnels?" she asked in a small voice. "Because they're dirty," you responded. Turns out another kid had been listening, a 7 year old boy named Jeffrey, who had glasses. "But you've been wiping the same spot for like an hour! Why don't you do the rest?"
Glancing down at where your hand had been moving the sanitizing wipe in circles, you realized you had been there for a bit. "Well," you started, "Um." You actually didn't have a response for this. You thought you had been better at hiding your anxiety and spacing out, but I guess you were just off your game.
In fact, it seemed you had been off your game since you got the job at the Superstar Daycare, fumbling things often and having to have someone else, typically the Daycare Attendant, Sun, to come and clean up whatever mess you'd made. Every time you failed to satiate some child's needs and they turned to the one thing all children do, crying, Sun was always right there to swoop in and mend whatever had upset the child and carry them and the other surrounding kids to another game; somewhere else where they won't be bothered by you just trying to do your job, and failing.
Wait. You're getting sidetracked again.
Fuck.
Snapping back to the present, to the two kids standing in front of you as you wipe a pole continuously for an eternity, you shake your head, dismissing the thoughts and memories that are dragging through your head, sticking like goop against your brain, like peanut butter that refuses to let go of the blender blades during washing.
"It's just a nervous response," you say. Not entirely untrue, but not explanatory enough for children either, so you add something else. "Doing something over and over again calms me; it makes me feel better. And when I feel better, I can play better, too." There we go, add in a lesson about people with anxiety disorders. Make it a learning point. The kids seem to accept this. Suzie trots off with her plush, and Jeffrey runs off to join the other boys who were gathered around the toy car set. Crisis, if you could call it that, averted.
With the little ears out of range, you sigh out, "If Sun even lets me." You go back to wiping with a hopeless, sad feeling settling in your stomach. You don't try to hide your expression this time; no one here seems to care too much, anyways. And you don't have the energy for it anymore. That, too.
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Unfortunately for you, you'd forgotten to keep tabs on where the Daycare Attendant was and failed to notice him climb in the tunnels with a group of younger kids, and failed to notice the bumps of movement that perpetuated among the play structures grow nearer and nearer and stop as it heard you speaking, evaluating you once again. He pushed it to the back of his mind, as something to think over when he wasn't orchestrating a huge room of children.
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scrawnytreedemon · 7 months
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Is it so bad that I don't really like ships of characters I simp and I only like the reader insert fics with them?
Yeah I can't deny I'm jealous of the canon x canon ships with my faves, knowing that they possibly can be together while I can't. I know it's dumb,so that's why I never hate on someone who likes those ships I just ignore it
Like Sefikura for example, I don't like it cuz I'm a massive hoe for Sephiroth,also bcuz sometimes they make the ship pretty icky,also bcuz Cloud is baby and I'm still angy at Sephy for mentally torturing my Babyboy like that
IT'S CHAOS WITH MY FICTIONAL FAVES!!!!!!
Nothing wrong with that, personally! I get wanting to indulge in the warmth of a good fantasy-- That is what alot of fiction is for, after all.
Bless you, anon. Alas, as someone also plagued with my own Dumb and Horrid Fictional Feelings, the brain can be such a little bitch when it comes to that stuff. Good on you for recognising how and why you feel that way, ignoring the stuff you don't like and focusing on what you do.
LMAO I get that completely. I should mention, though, that I am one of those people who indulges in the nastier side of the ship, lmaooo. Even so, I get why it wouldn't click with you.
(FR when is it not?)
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i have this thing where anytime i think about kanej from the shadow and bone tv series i get deeply mentally unwell
#also this is all high budget fanfiction in my opinion#ive seen some like. complaints? ig? and yes we can be critical about the things we love#and i do agree that some things were ish ofc its not a 1:1 they gotta move along the plot#but also i just think its neat how book readers get to see those scenes play out#even if the experience that non-book readers who dont have the depth of complexity of understanding the characters may not experience the#characters and perceive them 'correctly' with just having watched the show. bc its a DIFFERENT telling of the story.#but six of crows is already such good content and such a good baseline that the tv show in comparison with other fantasy shows is SO GOOD#and its amazing to see representation and experiences and things we love from the books reflected on screen#even if its not how you imagined its fun to take bits of the show that DO align with your imaginings and interpret it how you want to#and in the end its just important that you know the characters in the way that you do. you cant make everyone hold your opinion#anyways#i just think like. yes. healthy critique#but also joy and fandom are wonderful things and you dont have to agree with the source material to experience that and be excited and#joyful and respectful of other people who did enjoy the source material#anyways...#I AM SO UNOKAY YOU GUYS#OH MY GOD#WHAT THE FUCK#I CANNOT#I CANNOT BELIEVE WE GOT ALL OF THAT#I AM STILL SHAKING#LITERALLY HOURS AND HOURS LATER#ANYTIME I THINK ABOUT ANYTHING RELATED TO THEM I WANT TO COLLAPSE ON THE FLOOR AND NEVER MOVE AGAIN#WE GOT BOOK SCENES ON SCREEN ISNT THAT SO COOL ISNT THAT SO COOL#kanej#shadow and bone#shadow and bone s2
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daydadahlias · 2 months
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i remember i used to write on wattpad (for the reason you said, the layout of ao3 is intimidating and confusing at first glance) and the fics i read on there were written without paragraphs. so just 1 sentence. next line. 1 sentence. next line etc. and so there was rarely any description. just dialogue and actions. and so when i moved to ao3 and i had to start writing in paragraphs again to fit in it was really hard for me to even remember how a paragraph worked lol. and i’m still not great at descriptions because i never used to write them
bestie ur killing me here
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