#four of these have been in my drafts for actual Years so im finishing the post now. lol

[wellsbering]

star trek tos + possibly my favorite dead twitter account

#four of these have been in my drafts for actual Years so im finishing the post now. lol #st #star trek #star trek tos #st: tos #shore leave #the conscience of the king #amok time #mirror mirror #mirrorverse #star trek the original series #my posts #st-tp-meme #tp-meme

[ofbreathandflame]

I think the best argument against "He didnt have a choice" ( i think this is why choice is rhysands favorite word 🥴) is you're right, he didn't. The AUTHOR did. Sjm had a choice and still she went for the worst and more illogical one. She still decides to put the women in her series under awful situations without further consequences. I really dislike phrases like "my characters wanted me to write them that way" or "my characters lead the story". Im always yes this is a romantic way to see the writing process but ill never forget this author who said "my characters do whatever the hell I want them to do".

hi anon!!!! (sorry this is a super old anon that i actually finished writing a while ago sorry nonny💙. can’t think of anything to say so im just posting old stuff in my drafts today 🫶🏾)

i agree! its a problem on multiple different levels. for one, sjm often relies on telling the audience what we should get out of a scene, instead of what allowing us to form our own takeaways. its a very hand-holding type of storytelling; in consequence, the 'evidence' being derived is often contradictory to actual events. like the story can argue that "change is slow," and thats why illyria and the con persist, but that statement is consistently proven to be incorrect.

lets look at how invalid the idea of 'change is slow is'

in one year - feyre is able to become high lady, effectively creating an entirely new governing system, in which, a high lord can give a person absolute power of the court (remember - what feyre and rhysand say is 'law'). there is no process, no objection, or any fear of reprimand. rhys doesn't even have to consult his second-in-command. not only that - but feyre is also allowed power over the court of nightmares, which politically, is supposedly an entirely different governing state. again - keir and devlon are not consulted about this.

it took six months to produce to first illyrian female warrior to complete the rite in history. in the span of six months - emerie completes the rite. thats more illyrian women than rhys, az, and cass's entire 300-400 year reign.

it takes feyre less than a month to completely cause an entire court to fall - yet regimes such as tam's father, beron, and amarantha somehow persisted as long as they despite them being canonically worse rulers. even - and i mean even - if tamlin was the worst leader to have ever walked this earth, it would still take more than three to four weeks. and factoring in that this is a population of immortal, canonically 'slow-to-change' individuals.......

like - how slow can the change actually be? how can the book possibly explain how such drastic changes happen from book to book but not in 400 years? how come there have been no illyrian women in the army or in the rite if cassian and rhys have earnestly been working with the females in illyria? even the few moments we see them at illyria, they still seem to be at a rudimentary level; there's no established female training areas, no veteran trainees, no consequences for breaking the law in regards to the females...there's nothing that suggests any actual measures have been taken.

that's just one example of 'canon' statements acting in contradiction the previously established pieces of information. more - its a consistent pattern of contradiction in regards to certain characters. its their natural characterization acting against the forced narrative voice.

and this makes it problem on mulitiple fronts.

and even more, off the point you made about the women in her stories - i think there needs to be a larger conversation had about the patterns of female violence in these books; specifically the role that female violence plays in establishing sexual tension and relationships in general. or...the amount of times the female protagonist has to undergo some extreme form of humiliation at the behest of future love interest; there's an utter lack of this with the men.

sjm is a very intentional author - these problems exist because of how intentional she is as a writer. i know exactly the function of each scene, exactly what emotion the she wants me to feel. this is not because these characters are written well, but because we are often just told it. feyre can 'express' disdain for rhysand'a actions, but she often undermines her own inner thoughts about the issue. feyre’s inner thoughts are often abuse apologist 101 and in retrospect it’s kind of painful the way she consistently makes excuses for rhys, even when it’s her well-being being threatened and undermined. and that’s honestly bc sjm’s narrative voice supersedes the natural characterization of her characters. sjm doesn’t know how to organically create conflict between characters she actually likes bc she doesn’t know how to write conflict. it’s a consistent pattern in her series and it’s why all the villains suck and all battles ultimately fall flat.

but the problem becomes a bit broader (i.e. this is a larger issue in publishing and literary crit). some of the arguments that i see often, and that i referenced in my last post are these:

"why read this this book if you don't like the characters?" "why continue to read the book if you don't like it?" "this is a book about fairy porn - why are you analyzing it." "i read for fun." (this is not a bad statement, but it becomes troublesome in the context i will explain)

the commonality between these statements is that they are avoidant. often, they are employed when people can't explain away the amounting problems in the series, so they avoid the conversation.

because for one, you should never (and I means NEVER) say that a piece of literature should not be analyzed. or that fantasy negates interrogation into harmful themes. that’s just anti intellectual nonsense. second, if we’re arguing about real world issues bc of the book; of if your argument is that tamlin is abusive bc he did abusive things, then you literally can’t make this argument. the whole point of moving from tam is bc he was…abusive. abuse is not a fantasy. regardless of what the author intends, if a character is abusive or does absuive things, we should be looking at that.

look…if you are defending rhys using the logic the book establishes please have it. but the moment you implicate real-world values into this story, you’ve got to see it to the end. the same goes for the series as a whole: the second maf decided to integrate a ‘domestic violence plot lines’ specifically referring to behaviors as ‘red flags’ it immediately kind of gave up the kind of distance the fantasy romance genre usually gives to such issues.

#anti sjm #anti rhysand #anti tamlin #anti acosf #anti feysand #anti anti intellectualism #anti feyre

[horsegirlwarcrimes]

Alright, you have answered me again (SY gets two daemons sounds extremely interesting! The "what the fuck happened to Shen Qingqiu" Peak Lord meeting in this AU is going to have some shit to talk about, huh!) so now I'm moving on to the next in my list of WIPs I'm really super curious about - Scooby Gang Juniors? Juniors fics are so fun what shenanigans are they getting into?

auw im literally dead u r so kind ( ;´ - `;)♡

scooby gang juniors, actual title some 'Never Love An Anchor' lyrics bc thats the theme song of this fic, is actually the first longfic i ever started writing! it has also been a WIP for mmm. four years or so. i started writing it right after watching the untamed for the first time in 2019 lmao, but never finished it because at that point id never written ANYTHING as long as it was gearing up to be (the outline is 20k). i hope to finally finish it and post it some time soon, probs after WINR and the ZZL&YQY fics are done. its probs some of my fav writing ive ever done but never shared with anyone haha

summary: Wei Wuxian may have drafted a ritual for willingly bringing someone back from the dead somewhere in his madness in the caves of the Burial Mounds, but if he did it was never found. In the absence of a convenient literal ghost from the past to help exact his revenge, Nie Huaisang turns to the next best thing: his old friend's son.

Meanwhile, Lan Sizhui finds a man buried deep underground with soft, familiar eyes.

[Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, Jin Ling, Ouyang Zizhen, and Wen Ning go on a life changing field trip, dodge their worried parents, and dig up some corpses, in approximately that order.]

“When I realized how deeply affected by the Yiling Patriarch Hanguang-Jun was, I began to realize where this slip in righteousness had come from. You see, while I and the rest of the cultivation world believed that Lan Wangji had been in secluded cultivation for three years to move to a new level in his cultivation, or because he had been wounded fighting the Yiling Patriarch, the truth is much the opposite. Hanguang-Jun was in seclusion as punishment, for siding with the Yiling Patriarch at the Siege of the Burial Mounds. All along, these famed enemies had secretly been allied.”  Jin Guangyao shook his head, expression deeply sympathetic even as the cultivators of the room began to turn to Hanguang-Jun. Hands went to swords, only remaining undrawn due to the thick tension in the room that had yet to break. Hanguang-Jun stood immovable through it all, flawless as jade and cold as ice.  “I believe the Yiling Patriarch must have altered his mind, and had been using his demonic arts to corrupt him as far back as the Sunshot campaign. Now, with the feared patriarch dead, it seems this would no longer be such an issue. But Wei Wuxian left one final plan even after his death, a fail-safe to bring ruin to the cultivation world once again even when he was long gone, and he entrusted that plan to Hanguang-Jun before his death.”  At last, his eyes met Sizhui’s again. Sizhui’s mouth tasted electric, the buzz of the room crashing into him in waves even as it narrowed just to himself, his uncle at his back, his father, and the man before him. He inhaled through his nose and straightened, perfect Lan posture and the ribbon on his forehead proudly on display. He narrowed his eyes back at Jin Guanyao and did not drop his gaze. Jin Guangyao smiled, a flicker of amusement, before he regained his expression of earnest concern to address the crowd.  “I found proof in the records of the Wen work camps, and writings recovered from the Nightless City. You see, Lan Sizhui, ward of Hanguang-Jun and First Disciple of Gusu Lan, was neither a war orphan nor a poorly concealed bastard, but instead a child smuggled out of the Burial Mounds before the siege.”  Jin Guangyao swept a sleeve over Sizhui’s group.  “Honored cultivators, I stand before you to reveal the surviving heir of the Qishan Wen Sect. Called Lan Sizhui but born Wen Yuan, the son of Wen Xu and his first concubine. Cousin of the Ghost General, and former ward of the Yiling Patriarch, already beginning the work of reviving the Wen and overwhelming the righteous sects with demonic cultivators.”  In the chaos, only one voice cut so bitingly through the noise. Calm and cold and sure, Sizhui latched onto it with all his heart. Anything to avoid looking behind him, at the friends he had lied to.  “So you admit it.” Said Hanguang-Jun, unmoving from his spot amidst the Lan. Jin Guangyao blinked wide eyes at him.  “I’m sorry?”  Hanguang-Jun stepped forward. Even with his name being almost literally dragged through the mud, cultivators still parted around him with automatic deference.  “You admit you knew children were being tortured, in your work camps.” 

#this fic is so special in my heart <3 #mdzs #cql #mo dao zu shi #the untamed #lan wangji #lan sizhui #jin guangyao #wen ning #excerpt is from the big parlor scene near the end LMAO i have a lot more of the lategame written than the beginning #it was gonna be called 'a secret i keep tucked inside my chest' but thats just soooo good for a hanahaki-esque fic i have that now idk #mdzs fanfic #lsz #lwj #AKA wei wuxian's turn on the 'haunting the narrative' fic #burywrites.pdf #buryspeaks.mp3 #my fics #my writing #scooby gang juniors #they solve mysteries you see

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TL;DR: Marr, he/she/they/any, neurodivergent, Total Drama (Alenoah, Priyemma, etc), fanfiction, sideblog @priyemma

Yup!

My name is Marr! I use He/She/They and any pronouns. I’m Omni, Bigender, and Aspec. Or something. I’m cool with any gendered terms, and I pretty much use them interchangeably myself. Gal, guy, neither, whatever!

I have ADHD and anxiety (both diagnosed) along with other things, but those are the ones I’ll probably talk about on here the most. I’m mixed White and Latina (plus Native) but fairly white passing. I speak English and want to learn Spanish, but I’m definitely not fluent. American and more “country” than I realize lol

Right now im really into Total Drama. It’s one of my longest lasting hyperfixations so far! I also post about a few other things, like House M.D and Dungeon Meshi. (More likely reblogging those things though.)

Specifically in Total Drama I mostly post about Alenoah and Priyemma. Recently been talking about the newest Reboot season (and my complaints with it). I talk the most about World Tour and TDI 2023 because it’s been a while since I’ve watched all the seasons and those are the ones I remember the best. I plan to rewatch them all… someday. I haven’t even finished watching reboot s2 because it’s painful!

I love shipping! I can’t even list them all because there’s so many tbh. I am very much a multi shipper and I constantly am finding new things to ship! I try to not engage in ship hate ever, but sometimes I slip up lol. I post some less-than-positive content about Nemma on occasion or Juliayne… everything that could be considered ship hate is tagged as such and never tagged with the ship that is being slandered.

I can’t really draw, so if I ever post my beginner drawings please be nice lol 😭 I’m still developing a style and learning. I have many, many WIPs that I might share here and there. I do really want to be able to draw confidently and make art for the things I love!

I’ve started writing fanfiction again lately! It’s a struggle for a lot of reasons. Props to everyone who writes fics because it’s hard. It takes me hella long too! I usually get out at least one a month. My user is Marrfixated on AO3, feel free to leave comments or kudos!

I’ve written four Alenoah oneshots so far. Most recently posted Contra Entendre, so go read that! I have 3 other oneshots that are somewhat written and I’ll post someday, but I’ve shifted my focus to planning some longer fics. I currently have an Alenoah AU and a Priyemma post-canon fic in the works! The latter is my main focus as I plan out the entire thing.

I also have tiktok @Marrfixated. I post on tumblr more than TikTok because it’s easier, but I started off there. I don’t really use anything else yet (except ao3). I also have a Priyemma centric sideblog on here (@priyemma), where I’ll sometimes reblog content from and vice versa.

You’re on thin ice if you engage in ship discourse, constantly hate on ship I like (it makes me sad 💔), or are a dsmp fan/an enjoyer of any of Vivziepop’s works (I don’t like you).

Proshippers DNI. Zionists DNI. Vivziepop defenders DNI. Dream supporters DNI. Dsmp supporters also DNI. Do some damn research.

I might post suggestive things here sometimes, but I don’t think I ever have or will post any extremely nsfw content. I don’t plan to EVER post nsfw or suggestive related content related to td, it makes me uncomfortable as most of the characters are minors. I do curse a lot, and reclaim the f slur on occasion. Please don’t engage in ship discourse on my account for no reason! That’s no fun.

I usually take like 3 years to answer asks or dms or whatnot for various reasons… but I swear I don’t mean any offense! I just um forget sometimes 😇 Or I post it to drafts instead… or I get nervous 😶 and sometimes idk if you just sent it or want me to actually respond so I just guess? Ummm yeah. Also they go missing a lot. Probably have to figure that out. Oops!

I reblog a lot so right now I’m trying to tag all my original posts as #original post. Lazy posts are usually tagged with #shitpost. Random posts are usually tagged as #nonfandom post. My td fics are tagged as #my fanfiction.

That’s it!

#original post

[jiilys]

Can I just say that I have a humongous amount of interest in the long-running james and lily are celebrities who break up and then get back together that's told entirely in celebrity profile if you were ever thinking of going back to it and that I’d give my left arm to even read the drafts (in a non pressurising way hopefully!). Your writing is incredible and I’m always ecstatic to read anything of yours!!!

this is so nice, and because i'm leaving and it will never be finished you can have the entire barely-there draft!!! be warned, i wrote most of this in, like, high school. also it is very much not finished but i tacked on my plot notes at the end to give you an idea of what i was going for. anyway, onwards!

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Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

This is not a love story. Well, it wasn’t when it all started. 

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{ARCHIVED EMAIL} [email protected] TO [email protected] 

r.e: audition today 

liz

audition terrible. if wannabe seth rogen calls tell him yoghurt washes off and im not paying shite 

cheers,

lil 

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{ARCHIVED TEXT} James Potter to Sirius Black: car is covered in yogurt pls make sure there aren’t pigeons outside ur house 

Sirius Black: cant tell if this is a sex thing or not 

James Potter: how could it be a sex thing 

James Potter: girl from the audition threw yoghurt at my car after i said her movies pander to stuck up virgins 

Sirius Black: love that ur calling her ‘girl from the audition’ like u didn’t see that soccer film she was in four times 

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Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

First, some history. 

Lily Evans essentially became famous overnight. At the age of 20, starring alongside Keira Knightley and telling the story of the world’s first openly gay soccer player, she was nominated for a Golden Globe for her debut feature film performance. 

I say ‘debut feature film’ because Evans had been a staple on the art house short film scene for a number of years with her collaborator Severus Snape. They made the type of horror short films your kids show you when they’re fifteen and you wonder if you should get them to talk to someone. They are still available in the depths of Youtube if you’re interested. 

They were actually somewhat of a big deal, in art house circles. Their slasher esque short Lace Me about a disembodied neck, while sounding bizarre, wracked up 300,000 views on their (since deactivated) Youtube channel and is, in parts, genuinely thrilling. Snape was the director and cinematographer and Evans the actress, both sharing the writing credit. Both lived in the quiet, rural Cokeworth, a small British town known primarily for a throwaway line in Billy Elliot and now, Evans. They shared a street that had a playground in the middle, the houses bubbling around the outside. There is a photo of them, floppy haired with notebooks out, sat on the top of the monkey bars and talking. They would be about fourteen.

When asked about that period of her life, Evans is unsurprisingly stiff. “I was a kid.” she said in an interview some years ago, “I made weird shit and showed it to other kids who made weird shit. I don’t know how they hold up today, I don’t own any of the copies anymore, but I liked scary movies. I still like scary movies.”

In any case, the partnership ended under somewhat bitter circumstances, as most people who were breathing and owned a television five years ago probably know, but we’ll get to that. 

What’s important right now is that, basically, James Potter has been famous forever.  

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THE TIMES: Celebrated director duo welcome son

Acclaimed English director duo Finneas ‘Flea’ Potter (53) and Eleonor Potter (47) welcomed a son on Sunday night, their representatives confirmed. Their statement read: “We are delighted to announce the arrival of our son James Phillip Potter on March 9th. Both Mother and baby are doing well, and if anyone’s interested, the father found the whole thing rather stressful actually.”

Flea had previously been married to Dorea Hart for three years. This is Eleonor’s first marriage, and the first child for both.  

Eleonor, educated at the Yale school of drama and originally an actress, became the youngest female nominee for Best Director at 28 for her work on Ridiculous, about a haunted high school debate team. Flea is perhaps best known for his work directing the critically-acclaimed comedy-drama duology Pure Blood, which won Barnet Gomas back to his back-to-back Best Actor BAFTA’s and Golden Globes a decade ago. 

The couple married fourteen years ago and formed the production company Sleekeazy (pronounced ‘Sleazy”) International Pictures, the name being a play on the short-lived but successful production company ‘Selznick International Pictures’. 

Both directed the comedy-drama Hair Care and the coming of age film Out Past Dark, the latter going on to win Best Picture. More recently, the couple have been executive producers on the HBO mini-series 394, a thriller series based on Eileen Rickman’s best-selling novel.   

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TEEN VOUGE: This Picture of Young James Potter with His Mum Is The Cutest Thing In the World

CLEVVER TV: Watch Seven-Year-Old James Potter talk about his Parents Movie Legacy in Unreleased Clip!

JEZEBEL: Its Been Twenty Years Since ‘Hallmark Boy’ Hit Our Screens, Find Out Why It’s Still James Potter’s Best Film Ever

AV CLUB: Uhhh Remember That Time A Nine-Year-Old James Potter Wore Socks Over Shoes To His Movie Premiere 

BUZZFEED: James Potters Movie Characters Ranked By How Big Your Crush On Them Was When You Were Eleven 

REDDIT THREAD: best child james potter movie moment that isnt the scene where hes serenading kelly rocket at the school disco in ‘forget it’ bc obvsly that’s number one

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Excerpt from BLACK SHEEP: The Unauthorised Biography of Hollywood’s Favourite Bad Boy Sirius Black 

Sirius meet James Potter on a fake train, on a movie set they’d snuck on to when they were both meant to be onset filming a cereal commercial. Both boys, rouge and wild even at age nine, had bonded over their mutual hatred of acting and, as I’m informed by a stage hand, were found stealing cigarettes from a back room. 

Black, by this point well into being emotionally and physically manipulated by his Hollywood obsessed mother, was drawn to Potter’s easygoing family. Married for 22 years, the Potter’s were the stability Sirius so craved in his own turbulent home life. Despite the long-reported rumours of Finneas’ homosexuality, the Potter marriage appeared stable, and Sirius used James as his raft to gain access. 

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Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

You can’t talk about James Potter for too long without eventually ending up at Sirius Black. For the record, that story in widely debunked biography Black Sheep about how James Potter and Sirius Black met on a movie set they’d both snuck on too? Untrue. They actually met in the green room of a Disney ad featuring a large group of child actors at seven years old, where Potter claims Black unapologetically ate almost the entire allotment of sandwiches and then vomited to go home early.

“It was the greatest acting he’s ever done or will ever do, really.” Potter said on a press tour on The Jonathan Ross Show, to uproarious laughter. Black, by then his producing partner and wearing an outfit so ridiculously cool to look at it too long was to wither and die, said casually “I live to inspire the younger generation.” (Potter is two days younger than Black) 

So, James Potter, on his way to becoming the most famous child star since Macaulay Culkin, meets Sirius Black, a kid some already considered burnt out even at the tender age of seven. 

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THE DAILY MAIL: Former By the Numbers star Sirius Black, 14, testifies in his lawsuit for emancipation in tense court scene [PHOTOS]

E NEWS: Sirius Black and James Potter are Reportedly Living Together During His Lawsuit

THE ATLANTIC: What Sirius Black’s Emancipation Says About the Treatment of Minors in Entertainment

THE DAILY MAIL: Walburga Black Accused of Child Endangerment: Sixteen Hour Workdays, Withholding Food, Halting Production Over Screen Time 

JUST JARED: {PHOTOS} Sirius Black Seen Out and Partying During Trial!!

E NEWS: Regulus Black Called to Testify on Mothers Behalf in Black Trial

VANITY FAIR: Black Star Collapse: Inside the Mistreatment, On-Set Abuse, and Erosion of Sirius Black.

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[14] missed calls 

{ARCHIVED TEXT} Remus Lupin to James Potter: jesus where ar e you 

Remus Lupin: james 

Remus Lupin: james 

Remus Lupin: everythings gone to shit i cant find him 

Remus Lupin: pickup

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TMZ: [VIDEO] Sirius Black (15) Drunkenly ATTACKS Police Officer On Street Amid Emancipation Trial!

Video Embedded below shows former child star Sirius Black, 15, attacking a paparazzo outside a local nightclub, swearing, and apparently intoxicated. Watch now! 

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Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

The saga of Sirius Black’s emancipation trial from his parents was plastered, in excruciating detail, all over the internet (including in this publication) for the two years it dragged on, so won’t be discussed here. All there is to say is that Black moved in with the Potter’s over this period and eventually, at 16, won his emancipation case. Records indicate that he still has not been paid the estimated £4.1 million his parents stole from him over his childhood. 

Black continued living with the Potter’s until both moved out at 17 to LA, this time with two new people in tow. Remus Lupin met Black in a McDonalds where the latter was working at the time, and ended up dropping everything to move with them eight months later. Peter Pettigrew was an eternal extra on the set of Potter’s Disney films that he took a shine too and dragged along with him. 

Lupin, whose father was an accountant and his mother a school receptionist, was eighteen and the oldest of the four of them upon moving out. “One of us had to sign the lease.” He explained, in an interview some years later. Pettigrew (at the time) just seemed to be happy to be along for the ride. “it’s fun,” he said on Entertainment Tonight just after Genuine Idiot came out and started getting rave reviews, “It’s all just really fun.” 

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REDDIT: I’m Sirius Black - AMA

It’s Sirius and I’m here promoting my new film Genuine Idiot (out November 3rd) which I co-wrote/am in so you should all watch it in cinemas or buy on blue-ray so you can skip all the parts I’m not in. Cheers! 

wolfwere asks: how did you and remus lupin met?

Sirius Black: in a mcdonalds when i was skipping a court-mandated meeting for emancipated minors and lupin was there wiping tables badly 

Корнелийfudge: If you didn’t act what would you do? 

Sirius Black: does porn count

gillyweed420: james potters best performance?

Sirius Black: the kleenex commercial he did when he was five and dressed as a booger that he hates (link) 

Hoegoblin: What do you consider your greatest accomplishment 

Sirius Black: climbed all the way up a traffic light the other weekend

jimmyboy: Does it bother you that james has more kids choice awards than you 

Sirius Black: i saw you type this potter everyone go cyberbully him

[deleted]: dick pic? 

Sirius-Black: my publicist (remus in a wig) said no

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ARCHIVED EMAIL: [email protected] TO 

James Potter to group: okay so the worst thing ever has just happened

Remus Lupin: oh my god oprah DID NOT die 

James Potter: no 

James Potter: what???

James Potter: the funding on that lily evans project came through 

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ARCHIVED EMAIL FROM: [email protected] TO [email protected] 

r.e: incident in parking lot 

Minerva, 

Lily has assured me that the incident at the audition will not happen again, and that she and Mr Potter can remain professional on set. She also wanted me to assure that the yoghurt had been shown on an advertisement to not stain clothes, so damage to the vehicle would have been minimal.

Despite my objections she wanted this clarified. Sorry again, please contact me if there are any issues.

Elizabeth Alexander

Mckinnon Agencies 

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Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

Reportedly, either during or after the audition for James Potter and Lily Evans’ first film collaboration (Hidden in the Willow, directed by the famed Minerva McGonagall) there was- what has been referred to- as ‘The Incident in the Parking Lot’. As for what the incident was, stories vary, from as fantastical as Evans picking up Potter’s car and throwing it into a nearby building, to Potter making a joke about the relative unattractiveness of Evans’ shoes that caused some on-set tension. 

Even putting aside rumours of onset drama, the production itself seemed cursed, with the three of the seven willow trees being used in production seemingly having a mind of their own and giving several crew members black eyes or bruised ribs. There was record rainfall for a film that was meant to be set almost entirely outside, under said possessed willows, and whatsmore the prop master had a somewhat wild cat who stalked the set, interfering in shots and looking generally put out.

Regardless, what occurred between the pair was not pleasant, and thus began the feud of the year which played out on-set of the film, where they played lovers, during the press tour and in the months after. Evans’ agent and apparent friend Elizabeth Alexander referred to the rumours of twos dislike as ‘blown wildly out of proportion’. 

Sirius Black, Potter’s aforementioned best friend and writing partner who was called for comment for this story, appeared to refute this, saying: “Listen I’m not saying shit, but for the record Liz is talking out her ass.”

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The drama apparently stemmed from different approaches to film practise. Potter, raised on sets all his life, casual with his luck, preferred not to learn his lines before the day of shooting. He missed his marks, joked around with lighting guys, didn’t ask for or take notes. 

Evans, by contrast, only had two films under her belt by this point.  She was known for being accommodating and reliable, but meticulous about prep. She turned up to set knowing the script inside out, having watched much of the director’s available filmography as well as the cinematographers, and knowing all the producers names. She learnt her marks like they were choreography. As one anonymous crew member put it: “we all found [Potter] hilarious, but you could see why she didn’t”

Potter once had to call for a line during a take thirteen times in a row. Evans would reportedly refuse to speak to him off camera, actively ignoring him if he tried to strike conversation. Potter, for his part, hardly helped the situation by printing out photos of Golden Globe’s and plastering them on the front of her trailer. In interviews throughout the production he would refer to her as ‘my co-star, who is Golden Globe nominated…’

Mid-way through the production during a scheduled kissing scene, Potter secretly filled his mouth with grass which Evans discovered mid-take, which she promptly spat back in his face as McGonagall called cut. She then preceded to call him a colourful series of names while Potter, covered in half chewed grass, accused her of being humourless. Footage of this incident was later uploaded to Youtube, then taken down, but multiple people have reported being shown the footage by either Sirius Black or Remus Lupin, depending on intoxication. I can say this because while reporting this story, having still not clarified that we were off the record, Black showed it to me on his phone.

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NOTE FOUND ON JAMES POTTER’S HIDDEN IN THE WILLOW TRAILER, KEPT BY THE SCREEN ACTORS GUILD HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT:

Potter, 

Seeing as you like greenery so much I hope you find your new carpet upgrade enjoyable 

// 

Lily Evans to Elizabeth Alexander: i have a lawyer right 

Elizabeth Alexander: yes 

Elizabeth Alexander: what happened 

Lily Evans: just checking 

// 

James Potter to Remus Lupin: its fully ALL THROUGH the carpet like she ground it in with her shoe dude 

James Potter: shes actually deranged my trailer looks like a quarry 

Remus Lupin: to be fair you did put grass in her mouth in front of a group of people on camera 

James Potter: what part of QUARRY are you not understanding 

James Potter: christ ive just seen an ant this is the LIMIT 

James Potter: i cant wait for this shoot to be over 

//

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

The onset animosity caused McGonagall to separate their trailers across the lot and, by the productions end, all but cancel the press tour. Potter, at one of him and Black’s legendary parties, reportedly did an impression of Evans to much laughter in the room but that led to her (having heard about it from a mutual friend) going to his address and opening a can of diced tomatoes into his mail box. Potter requested his trailer be moved off the lot entirely, away from Evans, who was refusing to have hair and makeup with him.

In an Elle magazine cover during promotion Evans would say that

 “I had no idea what I was doing, and I was terrified all the time of being caught out. I turned up to set knowing my lines and everyone else’s lines back to front. Preparation was really important to me. I felt like- I was trying to compensate for being so lucky with my debut, I just wanted to prove to everyone that deserved to be there. I wanted it all so badly, I couldn’t-“ Evans grasps for a minute, hands together, rubbing a thumb over her wrist bone, “I couldn’t believe how real it all was. I couldn’t stand the idea of losing it because I didn’t do enough” 

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HUFF-POST RED CARPET FLASHBACK: Lily Evans gives her then co-star James Potter the finger during a red-carpet appearance while promoting their hit movie Hidden in the Willow! Watch the Clip Below!  

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Okay that’s all I have, but this was the broader plot:

James: child star with famous parents, mickey mouse club type vibe, best friends with sirius who he also meet there (emancipated from his parents), girlfriend called regina minor who is nice

James old films: ride on (8) (not a porno, Disney, kid trying to save local horse), see me (kid with invisibility cloak) flea mountain (kids trapped on flea mountain)   

He sings in a musical Christmas carol

Had his start in a one-epsiode character arc in tv show dare to dance  

Forget it: kid who can make people forget things (scene with kelly rocket where he sings to her at school dace) 

Lily: grew up normal and then starred in a movie with keira knightly, accused by sev of selling out, poor girl trying not to be poor anymore, of abandoning their partnership 

Lily’s debut is gay soccer film with keira knightly – never gets a title, called gay soccer film 

Lily can’t stand the hypocrisy because snape was also poor and selling out, working with Mulciber and Avery and those other creeps, Harvey W*instein vibe.

James stops working for a year when he’s 17, comes back at 20 with a script that he and sirius write, and it’s funny

It’s called Genuine idiot: Sirius and him write it: two wealthy guys go to a normal frat college and try to not suck: it’s funny like how Superbad is funny, and isn’t as sexist as it sounds. 

James doesn’t really want to act he wants to direct, but getting the money is the problem. 

Peter knew about an assault, saw it at a party and never said anything, lied to the police about it until other evidence came to light. video on snapchat that was saved. It all comes out when they’re 23 and it fucks everything  

James and Sirius write another movie when they’re 24 about three guys in a cabin and one of them is trying to get clean. Loosely based on what they had to do with sirius when they were 22.

anyway, the snape stuff would all blow up when lily was 25ish, it would be how her and james became better friends because peter would also go off and join that group. there would be a big fight at some hollywood party between all of them and james would break his nose and it would always be a little crooked after that, and that's how that all ends

Anyway lily and james fucking hate each other until they don’t, and work on three movies over that time: 

Hidden in the willow: minerva mcgonagal period drama, long scenes of two lovers under willow, green/blue colour palette: took ages to get financed, they’re 22 when they’re filming 

Came right off that film and into another, their chemistry is so good, their success so assured 

Age 25: mad-eye moody: thriller called ‘constant vigilance’, crazy director, insane shoot

Age 28: guilderoy lockheart: ‘pluto’ bizarre space opera film shot and released in same year. 

So: they’re 26 when they start going out, 30 when they break up, 34 when they get back together 

On a late-night chat show with sirius, remus and james, and they’re promoting their cabin movie. They’d be joking around about lily, and all the bad press and how they’re friends now, and they’re talking about lily said he worse bad shirts on the press tour, or whatever, and james says jokingly  “Oh, fuck her” and sirius says “dude, aren’t you?” and that’s how everyone finds out they’re dating

At 32 she wins an Oscar and the camera cuts to him for a split second for a reaction shot, bastards, and he’s clapping for her, expression unreadable 

anyway, they'd get back together by the end of the profile, and they'd get married at like 35 in vegas and sirius would get really drunk and break his arm during the ceremony somehow, and remus would be photographed outside a club later in the night in lily's veil looking fucking wrecked

#thank you for wanting to read this! that is so nice #i cant believe how detailed those notes are like hs me was not fucking around. like i edited them a bit to make them readable but like #literally all of that was basically there. she was really doing all this during ncea level 2!!! #retirement lmao #carolineswritingtag #i guess??

[alexanderlightweight]

Four and seventeen for the weird writer questions!

@gardensparrow

Thank you! I had fun answering the questions!

I wrote the draft for this while out and my internet didn’t save or post it. So a redo:

Ahahaha… please read these tags because mentioned below is

Kink, sex. Murder. Unrepentant murder. Eating people (not the sex kind tho that happens too).

4: is what word makes me go feral and it’s that

Oh.

Moment. The moment of italicized realization. I loveeeeee it.

I also love blanch. It’s a great word. It feels nice to say.

A feral word that makes me go mad with rage would be… im not actually sure tbh.

17: things about my wips and all the little stuff that doesn’t make it to rest:

So kelpie au.

sad semi-tragic background for Alec that’s only mentioned once. Half shadowhunter half Seelie baby that gets taken out to be ‘taken care of’ when his mom realizes he’s not full nephilim. That is like… 100 years before canon. He’s immortal in this. He’s still pretty young by immortal standards but he’s been around a bit. I don’t really talk about his age and let it be assumed.

Lots of Cat & Ragnor & Magnus because they’re each others ride or dies. Like cat and Ragnor are the: we’ll sip wine and judge your murders Magnus. Oh you’re running late for a meeting? We’ll finish up here, you run along

There is a giant misunderstanding that never gets untangled because Magnus likes what the misunderstanding gets him. Which is Alec.

Very Dom. Much sub.

This is very much an indulgent predator/prey vibes fic.

Uh breeding kink. A lot of kinks I haven’t posted or written into my other works.

Murder. So much murder.

And like fae eating people and cannibalism sort of. But not the pretty Hannibal cannabalism. The kind that’s dark and gritty, with viscera and gaping maws and too-sharp teeth cracking open bones for marrow.

It’s very dead dove tbf.

There is a lot of lore and world building that I have planned it’s just being delayed. It’s also has @saeths dominion magic and hierarchy.

Alec is pretty much a very cranky isolationist who kills all the pests until Magnus starts courting him. By pests, he means everyone not Magnus.

Magnus does NOT know he is courting Alec. He has feelings when he finds out. Because Reasons™️.

Magnus goes on a murder spree at one point because he’s burying a secret and has no intentions of it ever being discovered.

Like I said, Cat and Ragnor rate his murder style over wine and cheese.

Lots of public exhibition and Alec and Magnus are 😍 at each other and 🤬 at everyone else.

I think the biggest wips I have planned plot and all are:

Kelpie!au which is mostly porn rn.

Stray!cat Alec who basically just starts showing up around Magnus like a stray cat.

And cider verse which has a sequel plotted.

Stray cat au is honestly one of my oldest ideas and favs.

Alec goes to fight a dimensional rift with several teams of shadowhunter.

Out of 24 shadowhunter, only Alec and a team of seven survive.

They spend a a couple weeks there but is actually years i the rift.

Alec sees a lot of stuff because things are weird in rifts and pretty much is like: ah okay so Alec’s needs Magnus’. I should go find mine.

And then just shows up at Magnus.

Who is confusion™️

And Alec has no intention of going anywhere.

Alec spends a lot of time avoiding his family and the clave and hiding out on Magnus’ roof and balcony.

Magnus does not mind and is shocked by this turn of events.

—

Choiceless hope sequel is basically Magnus and Alec fucking with canon events is most of the plot. Like Magnus and Alec troll everyone.

They are also super politically trolling and sneaky though.

#ask the abyss and the abyss will answer #lumine answers #asks #ask response #my writing

[grippingbeskar]

goodbye 2022– a love letter

okay, so i am not one for long, sappy posts. in fact i think i can count on one hand the amount of times i’ve written about personal stuff on this blog, because i wanted it to be a space for me to just escape life and write for the first time.

i just wanted to make this post to say thank-you. i think i have written that word out about 1,000 times since making this account, but it will truely never be enough to express how greatful i am to have this space, and that all of you have been so fucking welcoming and kind to me.

when i started this account nine months ago, i genuinely had no idea what it would turn into. i’d been reading fanfic for most of my life, and the last few years i’ve been obsessed with the punisher and the mandalorian (not much has changed). i’ve always been the type of person to make stories in my head, especially with how much i read, it’s almost like i can’t help it. i also have taken a very big interest in writing recently, so i thought why not have a bit of fun with it and write a few chapters of a story and see where it goes.

my first official post on this account was the first chapter of the element of surprise series, and i remember getting my first few notes, and even a comment, and i nearly jumped out of my skin. every single one since then has been so special, and i still get all giddy and excited when i see someone interacting with my stories. after that i posted my first frank castle story, looking to tomorrow. i was so insecure about it, but at that point i think i had literally 0 followers, so i had NOTHING to lose.

after a few more chapters and frank one shots i started to get a little more inspired, and that is all thanks to the lovely people who cared enough to encourage me. i would have 100% stopped writing if you all hadn’t been so welcoming and amazing, and my life trajectory has seriously changed for the better. not even exaggerating.

now i’m here nine months later. i’ve finished my first series and nearly completed my second, both of which are over 85,000 words in length, which is fucking WILD. i have also written 30ish (im counting my drafts in this lmao) stand alone fics, and did my first ever celebration, writing out a bunch of requests (which i still actually have three or four in my drafts. trust me they are coming i’m just slow pls).

i am just so so greatful to have this space where i have so many encouraging, kind people that share the same interests, and find genuine enjoyment in the shit that i write. i’ll never be able to type out in words how much it means. every time someone reads my fics, i just want them to know how much it means to me. even if you don’t interact (i’d love to reply personally if you do!) i just love that people are reading my writing. so thank you. THANK YOU.

now. i have a few ppl i wanna mention who have made this experience all the more incredible.

@everybirdfellsilent for being my first tumblr friend and my longest. you are so, so incredible, and i genuinely don’t know where i would be if i hadn’t found you on here. thank you for your constant support, editing help, beta reading, screaming about sexy fan art, obi-wan thirsting and everything in between. i appreciate you more than you know and i love u for it.

@buckymcbuckbarnes BITCH you know i love you. do i even have to SAY!!!! thank you for everything— you are such a special person to me, and i literally can’t tell u how glad i am to have found you. watch out 2023 bc we have big things COMING. and they will be cumming if you know what i mean. thank you for your incredible playlists and every single fic and tik tok you send me. i love every single one. i love you. we say it all the time and i mean it.

@tea-and-wine for all our chats, even though sometimes they are few and far between, i always appreciate your messages and kind words. i hope you make 2023 your bitch!!

@marvelswh0re for your thirsty frank and matt thoughts and all your kind words. i still think about that convo we had about how frank is receiving a bj. it’s just always in my mind. i need him to **** ** ***. sorry got off track. THANKYOU!!!

@lemon-world1 for being SO lovely, and for all the amazing words you’ve left on my frank series and everything in between. it means so so much to me. i can’t explain it. also congrats for sharing your frank fic, it was incredible and i can’t wait to see what else you have in store!

@castlesnchurches i will never be able to express how much i love reading your comments on my fics. probably one of my fave things ever. you motivate me so much just by being so lovely. thank you thank you. xx

@dinahmadanimybeloved for your amazing messages and supportive words, i hope 2023 is a good one for you xx

@hellskitchenswhore FOR GENERAL KINDNESS!!! thankyou so so much. it means the world ❤️

and to every single person who has interacted, liked or read a fic of mine/ followed along for the journey— and reading this right now!!! i’ll never be able to tell you how happy you have made me. thank you for making a pretty shitty year that much better ❤️

get ready for more fics, more series, and more SEX in 2023. YEHAW.

[omophagic-beast]

alright lets talk ttrpg goals for 2023! this post is about games im writing that i want to finish this year, ill make another one for games i want to play in 2023.

i have. so many half finished games. in fact i even have several games that are written!! they just need to be laid out and put out there. so heres the goals and the order for said goals

1- Record Collection 2K23, and the yet-unnamed game for it that ive been writing up over the past few weeks. part tarot-driven game, part... play? there’s stage directions in there in any case

its based off the four wind albums by the Oh Hellos, later on the two characters in the play only talk to eachother via lyrics from each album, moving through the seasons as they move through their story.

ofc i want to finish this one during the jam, which means by the end of january. very much pushing myself to just Get It Out There and not worry so much about it being exactly what i want, because i can always come back and update it later. its horribly (affectionate) self indulgent already so to b clear i am writing this game for Me, so the only person who needs to like it at any point is Me :3

2- There Is An Anger Inside Of You. ive been noodling at this game for over a year now, with the creation date on the word doc being may of 2021. its done!!! its finished, i swear to god, i just need to lay it out, and i already know how im going to do that i just need to *grabs myself by the shoulders* fucking do it

its a game about being angry when youre not able to express it, the struggle of keeping your anger under wraps being played out as a rather unfair game of chess. and i am going to get it out by the end of february.

3- The Lady, The Tiger, and The Accused, a hack of For The Queen based on the short story The Lady or The Tiger. its another one that is currently completely written out, but rather than laying it out and getting it out there my goal with this one is to get it formatted for playtesting. its a three player game, players taking on the role of either The Lady, The Tiger, or The Accused, and answering the prompts as such. i really love it, but it needs to be played by people and revised before ill feel comfortable declaring it finished.

also, i want to actually crowdfund and print this one, with art and editing and maybe some pretty extras and such. so my goal is to start playtesting it by my birthday, the 17th of march. after that... im not sure! crowdfunding it by the end of the year would be wild i think, since, in true For The Queen style, id love to get a gaggle of artists to draw Princess cards for it, and that takes time! so the goal is more to have it ready for crowdfunding by the end of this year, and if that happens sooner then thats cool and good!

4- Someones Simple Book of Spells Volume One: Paper. This one is also FULLY WRITTEN *sounds of agony in the distance* i just need to LAY IT OUT

and honestly since i already know how i want to lay it out lets put this one for the end of april. yes this is pretty much a game a month for the next bit but theyre all SO CLOSEEEE to being done anyways its just that final push, i could accomplish most of these goals in a weekend if i just did it so. im going to!! do it!!!

5- ok finally, one thats actually not almost finished, its The Center of the Known Universe. a small anthology of games originally started for the weird west jam but never finished.

its got some of my favorite concepts ive ever thought of though, a game about aliens freezing time in a small western town and LARPing as cowboys, two wild west wizards battling it out at high noon, a game about supernatural cowboys falling in love while experiencing all the seasons of the desert, and more. its a love letter to the small desert town i currently live in, and i want to see it come into being. im going to give myself the summer for this, lets say the goal is to have the full first draft written by september. i also would love for this one to go into print, so a secondary goal is to have it ready to crowdfund in time for ZineMonth 2024, so february of next year.

i think thats probably all the projects i can set goals for this year, october-december is always very busy for me so im not gonna set anything besides the two i want to get ready for crowdfunding in 2024, though i do have several other half written games lying about (looks nervously at my over-4000 word “ttrpg ideas” doc).

maybe ill get into the swing of actually finishing games and get to them as well! but if not thats just fine :3

you can always find all my games over on the Grey Jay Games itch.io page, and i may make a sideblog just for GJG, but for the moment all game news and stuff from me will be right here @resident-corvid​

#corvid caws #indie ttrpgs #also who knows #trying to crowdfund two things in 2024 might be a wild thing to try and do #cause running crowdfunding projects is Hard #but at the least id like to have those two ready so i could potentially crowdfund both in 2024 #and at the very very least the overall goal is to just SLAP SOME STUFF UP ON ITCH #number one goal above all else #GET IT THE FUCK UP THERE #njsdkbhjbgd #its going to be great #im excited

[freebooter4ever]

So what if Jack and Parse coordinated halloween costumes in 2014?

Ok, hear me out, I've been following the comic on/off since year one and recently finally finished year four and then bought like all the huddles/chirp book etc, so apologies if this has already been discussed but its been killing me all day so i had to. Some conspiracy levels of analysis under cut :P

In the official canon comic timeline we never actually see halloween 2014, correct? We just get bitty's tweets about it and the absolutely ADORABLE picture of him in his sweeney todd costume and jack in his Cat(!!!!) costume. And like, bitty's tweets suggest that everyone is super confused that jack showed up in costume for once and nobody knows where he got the idea or the cat ears. MEANWHILE in the huddle (which ive chopped into pieces and made a low res version bc please support artists and go buy the actual pdf!!) we see kent in tacky mouse ears, and very familiar whiskers/nose facepaint. Kent's saying ‘its a group costume’ to someone. When I first downloaded the huddle months ago this utterly baffled me like...what ‘group costume’ would involve a mouse?

Anyway then the tragic epikegster happened and we all know who showed up but we don't know why kent picked then of all times.

This next part is all conjecture cause of course i have ideas \o/ because what better ‘group costume’ than ‘cat’ and ‘mouse’ am i right???

1) the slightly weirder but fits with canon theory is that jack came up with the cat costume on his own and kent being his creepily obsessed self saw the photo on twitter, and since east coast is in a later time zone than vegas that would give kent time to throw together a shitty mouse costume as his own kinda sick joke. This is the kent ‘failing at life spectacularly’ parson theory.

2) assuming that kent and jack exaggerated slightly on the ‘jack cut off all contact after the draft’ story, it would make sense that kent was trying to call jack about joining the vegas Aces even before kent showed up at the haus. So say kent's trying to sweet talk him into it and being conversational and all and casually asks about jack's halloween plans and finds out that jack's bought some dumb cat ears bc he's a cheap boring dude who clearly hates halloween (why are bittle and kent obsessed with this guy again?). And kent jokingly is like ‘going as a cat, are you? well then i'll be the mouse’ with his trademark smirk. Which is a fun role reversal with the whole kent trying to lure jack into his professional hockey team and all. And also we totally know kent wants to be caught by jack haha ;_; why. And these two are so dysfunctional its so great. I also love the idea of two old friends still having that kind of ‘you have to be us to get it’ connection and inside jokes. Cause parse is obviously at a party where everyone around him doesn't understand why the heck he's dressed as a mouse (i imagine its not a typical hockey player halloween costume), which implies that the person he's doing a ‘group costume’ with is not at the party...probably because he's at samwell...making shitty's day/year/life and flirting with a homicidally in love baker.

ANYWAY im so sorry for all this nonsense, please don't take any of it too seriously. I'm just having too much fun thinking of old estranged friends who are supposed to be rivals and fighting, secretly reconnecting and spontaneously thinking up cat and mouse ‘group costumes’ so they can be together but not really together right under everyones nose. ;_; (also if my second theory is something like what happened...jack...that means parse embarassed himself and went as a mouse to a party alone just to tease you with it...that boy is DEFINITELY NOT OVER YOU)

#omgcp #kent parson

[mostlymaudlin]

Hi! For ao3 wrapped I’d love if you answered 5, 12, and 30 😊

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

this SHOULDN'T have surprised me, but bangable was my first outright smut piece for aftg, and i laughed when i woke up the next morning and my inbox was POPPIN. i feel like aftg fandom is usually p quiet in the comment section (or im just spoiled by the richness of simon snow fandom), but people were SO READY to talk about this blowjob hahahha.

12. How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

oh man LOL. theres a short answer and a long answer and im gonna go for long bc maybe talking abt it all will hold me accountable for finishing stuff.

ok so like technically i have 1 million wips. jk. technically technically i have 41 aftg wips (and ENDLESS more simon snow wips), but most of those google docs are resting in peace in my "wip graveyard" folder. they may be resurrected one day but who knows.

so more accurately i am currently sitting on four wips! all aftg.

my hs au We Can Live Forever... which i actually completed the next chapter for! but i dont want to post it until i finish the one after bc i kind of leave it off on a mean note. i might post it anyway so that people get mad at me and motivate me to keep writing though...

what i have dubbed "slut au," in which our favorite resident ace neil explores sex. its sitting at 20k rn, about halfway thru the plot. very messy atm. about 60% smut.

my secret aftg winter exchange fic

my (NEW AS OF A FEW HOURS AGO) secret aftg mixtape exchange fic

im also p much always playing w flash fics, AAAAND i have been thinking abt revisiting this old au i was working on last spring where neil works at a froyo shop. i actually wrote an entire first draft for that -- i think its sitting at like 12k but its a complete mess. i think of her tho... the found family vibes were v good...

OH and i am seriously considering doing a magnum opus andrew POV fic. i need to move into my own apartment in order to accomplish this because i want to like. really go ham analyzing the books and scaffolding that plot bc if i do it im going to tell the same story but with a very different structure i think. and i cannot do this in my current living situation. so that would probs be my Fic of 2023 if true.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

cheesy. but more than anything i think i've come to know myself as a fiction writer this year. ive always written fiction in bits and pieces, and ive done a shit ton of professional nonfiction writing. writing snowbaz last year felt good in that i was finally writing regularly, but switching fandoms upped my confidence because thats when i could finally prove to myself that i wasn't just copying rainbow rowell hahaha. WHICH LIKE she definitely continues to influence my writing but i think ive developed my style in a way where its more my own now -- i don't lean on the style of aftg the way i did for simon snow fics. and while andrew is undeniably NOT my character, ive done a lot of work around the way i write his POV that im proud of. and this makes me think that if i wanted to write original stories i could... even tho i havent rly come up with a story i want to tell on my own just yet!

from this ask meme!

#went off in this one LOL #my writing

[ian-galagher]

WIPs I hope to finish one day 😭

Africa

When Ian lands himself an internship with famous wildlife photographer Mickey Milkovich he can't believe his luck. Spending one month traveling through South Africa with his big hero is a dream come true. The two are off on a wild adventure but there's something mysterious about Mickey who seems to be holding more to his chest than just the tricks of the trade Ian had hoped to learn from him.

Stolen Goods

From the outside Ian and Mickey seem like two ordinary guys. Ian works at an animal shelter while Mickey runs a garage. At least, that's what they tell anyone who asks. Ian's shelter doubles as a front for his side business, selling the priceless artifacts of the museums he robs blind to the highest bidder or the country they came from.

Meanwhile Mickey fixes up cars that have clearly been stolen, no questions asked. Below the counter he deals in green card marriages and weapons. Both men lead dangerous lives. To blow off steam they meet every Sunday night at Roxy's for a casual hook up, only to find that their lives are far more intertwined than they possibly could've imagined.

You Can't Let Your Guard Down

Ian broke up with Ned weeks ago but to his annoyance he keeps showing up at his doorstep, begging for Ian to give him another chance. Fed up, Ian finds himself a bodyguard in the shape of Mickey Milkovich, hired around the clock to protect him. Neither of them realizes how their lives are forever changed by that one decision.

The Devon Creature

It storms when Ian boards the ship that is supposed to sail him out and away from his hometown in Devon, England in 1852. As the ship sinks to the depths of the ocean, and the crew drowns around him, the Merfolk come out to scavenge for the goods they carried on board. It's then Ian looks into cold blue eyes and pleads for his life.

~

I might never finish these but boy do I love them! I started writing them a year ago, December 2021, and have rough drafts of all four but actually perfecting and finishing them?! Impossible! If I could just get a few years off from literally every other task ever, I'd be perfectly happy spending every waking hour working on them!

I'm hoping to start posting Africa in May though! 😁🤞 MY BETA SAID NOW SO IM GONNA POST IT SOON 😭

#im srsly so excited about all of these you have no idea #shameless #gallavich #fic #WIP #africa #me: please finish a WIP before starting a new one #also me: no #or maybe i just like making banners lol #i know the 3rd one might seem weird as fuck but nothing bad happens in it i promise #i just needed a reason for ian and mickey to be together around the clock #it's actually the funniest one of the four lol #imagine dragging your cranky security guard with you everywhere you go #including work and when you go dancing afterwards #your guard watching you like a hawk #slowly falling in love with you #the 2nd one is so dear to me and so damn heartbreaking #but africa is where i go to when i want to escape everything else #and the 4th is just an excuse to write about england in 1852 lol

[tickly-trashcan]

NaNo Ideas!!!

Hello everyone!! I am... stumped....

If you don’t know what NaNoWriMo is, it’s a little thing every November for writers to challenge themselves to write 50,000 words during that month! I have... yet to successfully complete NaNo, despite trying twice already, and I think it’s because of the stories I’ve been deciding to write.

One thing I struggle with is not only keeping with one story at a time (I tend to hop between multiple projects) and I also end up losing motivation/interest in longer/more dense stories. NaNo is coming up, and I’ve been working on a couple different plans for what to write, but I want to try and stick to one thing to really make sure it’s polished. Under the cut I’ve listed some of my ideas for some stories I’ve been working on, if there’s any that sound interesting to you/you have other ideas, please please PLEASE let me know bc I am desperate to actually win NaNo this year T_T (also sorry these are a little long but i just... i talk a lot when im talking about ideas im SORRY)

Original Story Ideas:

Idea 1 - Pomegranate Tree:

This is one of my biggest story ideas and one I’ve actually been working on for a few years in terms of developing. I have a few drafts written already, once I got through 18 chapters of it but it wasn’t working for me :( Essentially, there are six gods who are wandering in an endless void, but they eventually begin taking pieces of the void and making planets and stuff. They then create humanity and four of the gods decide to join them and live amongst humans. Their descendants are the protagonists (and antagonist!) of the story, which is kind of like a retelling of Macbeth! I don’t want to give too much away but it’s from the four POVs of the descendants and it’s essentially three of them somehow coming together to “defeat” the antagonist one. It’s... very rough and I’ve rewritten it a few times now trying to get the outline right, but something about it still isn’t working. It’s my baby and I love it though, so I’m gonna keep trying to get it to work until it does.

Idea 2 - The Gods Are Against Us:

This is a VERY rough idea, like... I doubt I’m gonna go with this one bc I only have two characters and a loose story... But essentially, humanity has been shunned by the gods because of one person several years ago, and since the gods have control over most things in the world, the world has also turned against humanity. There is one god who has stuck with humanity, but it’s kind of a trickster one who is very unpredictable. He protects the humans and grants some of them gifts to protect the others, and eventually some of the gifted ones group together to try and appease the gods. But like... there’s a bunch of creatures, plants, insects, etc. that are out to get this group, and they essentially have to survive somehow outside of the safe haven created by their one god. The two characters I have rn i absolutely ADORE and I have ideas for the others, it’s just a matter of making an actual story out of the idea so... this one is probably gonna be a backburner project...

Idea 3 - The Little Jellyfish:

This one I attempted to write for Camp NaNo, but I ended up being waaay too busy with work to finish. It’s a sapphic retelling of the little mermaid, and the main character is kind of like a mermaid mutation? Instead of having a tail, she’s a jellyfish, and she’s considered “wrong” because of it. She longs to be somewhere where she’ll be accepted, and one day, she sees a little girl walking along the shore. She talks with her and falls in love, and for mermaids, when they fall in love they REALLY fall in love. She goes to touch the girl’s hand, but she accidentally stings her and the girl runs off. She’s heartbroken and returns to the sea for a few years, never speaking of it to anyone. One day, that same girl ends up in a shipwreck and the mermaid saves her, bringing her to shore. She stings her on accident again, leaving a permanent mark on her. The girl eventually wakes up and is helped by some fishermen nearby, and the mermaid decides she wants to be human to be with the girl so that she never stings her again. It goes like the Grimm fairytale rather than the Disney one, but I really love this one. 

Fic Ideas:

Idea 1 - Green Witches:

This is a random outline I made at like 1 am on the weekend bc I was bored. Idk who it’ll be yet, but it’s two people, one is an apprentice witch and one is a “professional” witch. They somehow meet, and the apprentice witch is taken on as an assistant, and hijinks ensue! Lmfao theres like no plot line with this it’ll just be silly, but i think it’ll be fun. It’s a project I’ll probably be able to stick to, it’s just a matter of whether or not I’ll be able to get it into the 50,000 word count requirement.

Idea 2 - ZeLink 5+1:

I’ve been thinking about writing this for SO LONG and I think eventually I need to stop thinking and just jump in. It’s a two part idea, so there’s a 5+1 pre-calamity and a 5+1 post-calamity! The first part is where Zelda and Link are getting to know each other and Link and Zelda are a bit awkward and reserved and formal but it’s them slowly developing into friends that are eventually much closer than they started. The calamity happens and then it’s them recovering Hyrule in the future after defeating Calamity Ganon and how they slowly start to fall in love and MMMM its gonna be super sappy and self-indulgent but... as is most of my writing hehe. If I don’t write this for NaNo I’ll probably write it soon after, maybe in January next year!

Idea 3 - Collection:

This one is a veeeeery strong maybe, but what I could do is come up with 30 prompts for myself and then write 30 tickle fics corresponding with those each day! Like I said before I do kind of want to write a coherent 50,000 word story, but this is always a backup! If I end up choosing this I’d likely open it to suggestions! (Also i’m really vibing with this one the more I think about it....so who knows!)

Thats....all that I can think of right now! There’s more notes that I have but they are rambles that range from a partial outline to “FROG PRINCE” with no context lol so I don’t want to force anything with those looser ideas. If there’s any other ideas that maybe you’d like to see lmk!

#pls help me LOL #spam #SORRY THESE ARE SO INCOHERENT #i can write #i cannot explain #also im going to bed like right after posting this so like #sorry if i dont respond right away LOL

[chocosvt]

okay so idk if this is too much to ask but i wanted to know who you currently have drafts for if you’re comfortable sharing? you don’t have to say if you’re uncomfy btw!!!!

omg no that’s fine to ask!!

LITERALLY JUST WONWOO 😭 i can work on maxinum three fics (revolving b/w them ofc) and more than half the time only one of those three fics actually get posted 🤣

but i like just started the wonwoo draft!

and technically… there IS vernon’s apocalypse fic that is shamefully sitting at 70k goddamn words… unfortunately once i moved last year i lost all my motivation to work on it 💀 so it’s been sitting in my files for months n months 😞 I WANT SO BAD TO FINISH IT but i never want to force myself n ruin the creative process or whatever LOL

*addition* AND THE THING IS I LOVE VERNON I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND I LVOE READING HIS FICS but goddamnnnn! i suck at writing for him!! he challenges me so hard and idk why! i have four failed vernon fic attempts I JUST CAN’T DO IT!!! and it eats me up!!

*addition 2* SORRY TO KEEP ADDING STUFF i just keep having extra thoughts!! but the connect fic i wrote for vernon is lowkey one of my faves so im actually PISSED i can’t just churn stuff out for him it acc makes me mad

#i haven’t written a wonwoo fic since like… 2017 maybe? or maybe 2018? #so i think he needs some attention lol #I RLY WANT TO WRITE A MEGA FIC FOR SCOUPS TOO BUT I HAVE NO IDEAS CURRENTLY #so if u ever think of anything give me a shout #n: moonbeam #t: choco’s letters

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WIP(s) Updates

Hi there! As many of you know, IM PUBLISHING A BOOK!!!! It’s called The Sun Leads Back To You and it comes out early next year. Now, since I have been pretty much been talking about querying and traditional publishing my sci-fi novel The Wrath of Chaos for pretty much my entire time on writer-gram. So, today I will be sharing some updates on both in case anyone cares lol

How far along am I on TSLBTY?

As of today, writing this post, I am 25k into the first draft with 9 chapters remaining. I would love to finish in the next five days while I quarantine but I know myself well enough that it won’t happen lol SO, I’m aiming to finish the first draft in the next two weeks.

What is the timeline for TSLBTY?

My hopeful plan is to publish within the first two months of 2023! If all goes well in the next few weeks, I’ll be living in Germany by then so the publication date will really depend on how quickly I can get proofs and ARCs delivered. Aside from that, I hope to send out ARCs (Advanced Reader Copies) around November/December of this year.

What is happening with The Wrath of Chaos?

What happened with this WIP was a terrible case of lack of motivation. After much research and many edits, I came to the conclusion that there wouldn’t be much of an audience for a YA superhero book. The market right now is mostly focused on enemies to lovers fantasy and romantic comedies, while sci-fi has kinda taken a backseat. And my last round of beta readers (and please, none of you take offense to this) really gave me the impression that none of them were really into the story nor did they like it. I don’t know if this is true, but I felt that if I couldn’t even have betas actually enjoy the book, maybe it wasn’t worth it. Plus, I feel that being a Christian writer won’t do me many favors while publishing traditionally (though my stories don’t really deal with religion aside from the ocasional character here and there).

However, I came to the conclusion that the people who don’t like me can suck it, and after two months of working at a call center I think i can confidently say that I am able to handle being yelled without crying. SO, I will continue writing for myself and the three people who still like superheroes and sci-fi.

I believe I mentioned this at some point, but I am only four chapters away from finishing the final draft. So my current plan is that when I take a break after finishing TSLBTY I will finish those last four chapters. I will then take a one week break and dive into the final edits (basically, polishing it as much as possible) before querying. I do not have very high hopes, because as I said, I don’t think there’s really a market for superhero sci-fi, but I have two main goals: two agents I really like and a small publisher I LOVE. If that doesn’t work out, then I will cry for about a week before focusing on TSLBTY and then starting my next book.

Would I self publish TWoC if trad doesn’t work out?

No, and for a very simple reason: money. For The Sun Leads Back To You, the biggest thing I’ll spend money is the cover and MAYBE commission art for promotional stuff and pre-order gifts. However, if I were to self publish The Wrath of Chaos just a (good) editor would cost me over $500. A cover would be at LEAST $150. I am soon to be a college student living abroad and while I do plan on getting a job, it will not be in my first semester or maybe even my first year. Self publishing The Wrath of Chaos would mean spending almost $1000 to sell a maximum ten copies. While I really did consider the possibility, the plan went down the drain when I realized how much it would cost.

Why did I decide to self publish?

I don’t know lol. I started to rewrite the story when I was going through one of my worst period of anxiety I’ve had in years. I started writing until I realized I was doing one chapter per day. Soon enough, it was a story I couldn’t get out of my head. I considered querying this one instead of TWoC, but the more I thought of it the less it made sense. IF, hypothetically, I got an agent, would they represent me when I changed to sci-fi later on? Or would I have to keep writing contemporary and give up on sci-fi? And would I be stuck on YA forever or would there be a possibility to upgrade or NA or even Adult later on? It wasn’t a matter of control like it is for most who choose indie. I looked at what I wanted my career to look like, and my goals for sci-fi align much more with traditional publishing, whereas for contemporary it’s literally just about getting my story out there. Not to mention, I have this challenge with myself of wanting to publish before turning 20. With my birthday in June, even if TWoC or TSLBTY did really well, I wouldn’t get to see them on shelves until I’m 21/22. Now, I will get to hold my book at 19 :)

When will more information be released?

Weellll, today I got and paid for the cover! I hope to have the final draft done by late September/early October. As soon as I do, I will be doing a cover reveal! It’s likely I’ll be kinda quiet until then, but I fully plan on doing teasers (quotes, reels, character introductions) and might start commissioning art around September, depending on how moving goes. Though if anyone wants to donate money to the cause or let me know of (legal) ways to make money please let me know lol.

And if you have any more questions or have any ideas of what you’d like as pre-order gifts please let me know!!!

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The Perfect White Flower--and Other Nonexistent Things

a/n YALL THIS IS PROBABLY DUMB BUT I HAD THIS IDEA ABOUT A HARRY STYLES X READER FIC THATS BASED ON THE PLOT OF JANE THE VIRGIN AND I WANTED TO WRITE IT SO BADLY I MADE THIS ACCOUNT

disclaimer--wont follow the show exactly 

Pairing: Harry Styles x latina! reader (a key factor of the show revolves around the lead being latina, and im latina and honestly love writing for us but anyone can still read and understand/hopefully enjoy and the fic doesn’t involve any physical descriptions:)) 

Series Summary: Y/n l/n has had the world figured out since she was a child. She won’t be a writer because it’s risky, she’ll just focus on school and becoming a teacher. She’s never been a child, because her mother had her at sixteen and hasn’t aged a single year since. That’s part of the reason the promise she made to her grandmother means so much to her--if she doesn’t have sex before marriage, her child will never have to grow up as quickly as she did. And Harry Styles is at the top of the world--his music has never been more successful, he has a lovely girlfriend, and he’s never been more in demand. He has everything in the world...except a child, and through a series of unbelievable events--y/n might be his only chance to have one. Ever. 

Chapter One Summary: Who knew getting a pap smear on two hours of sleep and three cups of coffee was as bad as having unprotected sex? 

There’s something dangerous about taking public transportation in LA. And no, I don’t mean it in the ‘there are bad people in the world’ type of way. I mean it in the ‘I live in one of the casual influencer, celebrity, tourist hubs of the world and each time I step onto the bus I find myself mesmerized by all the stories I see in them’ way. Kind of pathetic, I know, but sometimes a child with blonde pig tails or a woman streaming on instagram live will catch my eye and the urge to pull out my lap top and start something I’ll never finish. 

I know that writing isn’t some kind of disease. But I can’t let myself fall in love with it the way I want to. There’s nothing wrong with writing a short story or two, but trying to write a novel? That’s impractical. It will distract me from school, from the four year plan I’m almost done with.

Sighing, I brave taking at my surroundings. I deserve this today, after the anonymous, rude costumer at the hotel today, I need positivity. No one is particularly inspiring. The bus stops and I watch out the window. At first the crowd is ordinary, and then i see them...paparazzi. Flashing cameras from all angles, grown men violating all rules of personal space. It never sits right with me, but I guess it’s just part of living in LA. The bus starts moving again. When it stops again, I see even more paparazzis, but their cameras aren’t flashing. Good for whoever escaped that. 

The bus door opens and I snap my attention back to my computer screen. I rub my eyes as I stare at my word document. How is there more that needs to be edited? This professor is the harshest grader I’ve ever had, and my friend, Gisa, is kind for giving me even more notes. But I’m exhausted. Two tests and an essay due before 12:00. And it’s...11:38. Great--I have to upload it the second I’m at my doctor’s office and have WiFi again. 

I spend some time highlighting and rewording sentences, and once I’m done I reward myself with more people watching because I deserve it and I can’t fall asleep here. I’m kind of invested in the girl live streaming her bus ride...maybe she’ll say her instagram handle. 

But when I look up, she’s not on the bus anymore. Almost no one is. An elderly couple is sitting towards the back. A woman with a toddler sit two rows in front of me...and there’s now a man directly across from me. I blink for a moment, imagining a story for someone who’s face I can’t quite see beneath such dark sun glasses. His dark waves and strong jaw do most of the imagining for me--he deserves a mystery, a dramatic one with a happy ending and just enough romance to keep the people interested. A good romance, too--not too sappy. Enemies to lovers, maybe. A mysterious stranger that’s not really a stranger because something about him is just...familiar. 

He turns his head and I drop my gaze immediately. There’s no doubt he caught that, but I still pretend to edit the title of my essay. “You’ve been typing stubbornly since I first got on the bus.” There’s an accent--of course he’s english. But it’s more than that, I’ve heard that voice before. I’ve been...soothed by it. And--oh my god, I’m sitting across from Harry Styles.

Okay, don’t freak out. Don’t freak him out. He’s probably on here to escape the the whole ‘oh my god, you’re Harry Styles!’ thing.  

“What are you writing?” Harry Styles just spoke to me. I greeted my one direction poster every single day in middle school, and Harry Styles just spoke to me. Okay--relax, breathe--it’s only weird if you make it weird. 

There’s a kind of curt curiosity to his question. He could have been ruder, considering how blatantly I was staring at him. “I um...an essay.” I’m temped to turn the screen so that he can see I’m telling the truth. Though he wasn’t hostile, a part of me is paranoid that he thinks I am writing about him. It’s a fair assumption, for all he knows I’m drafting a tweet about who I saw on the bus this morning or preparing to send something in to some gossip girl-esque blog. “It’s due today at noon and normally I’m way more on top of things, but I had this last minute doctor’s appointment rescheduling because my usual doctor is out of town and--” I cut myself off before I can tell Harry Styles that I’m ovulating and that if I don’t go to my OBGYN now, I have to wait an entire month and I’ve already been off birth control longer than I’d like. I might not have actual sex in my near future, but my cramps have been extra terrible. “An essay, I just finished an essay.”

He nods once. Maybe he feels bad for so thoroughly startling me into such a rambling, because the corner of his mouth tilts upwards. A soft smile adds even more grace to his features, I focus on the dimple that appears in his cheek. “An aggravating essay, I take it, considering the death glares you’ve been giving your laptop screen.”

I smile at his polite humor. “It’s for the harshest grader on campus. She took three points off of my first essay freshman year because I spaced my bibliography wrong.” 

He cringes in sympathy. “Good luck.” 

“Thanks,” I hum, proud of myself for not letting him know that I know who he is. The bus stops, I can see my doctor’s office behind a few paparazzi. “This is my stop.” 

Harry nods once, ducking his head slightly. A tiny part of me feels sympathy for him; from what I’ve gathered, he genuinely loves his fans and the relationship they have, but it must be draining to never have a moment of privacy. Especially when it’s people who care more about selling your picture than your mental health. 

I linger on the bus’s step, watching the men with large cameras look around. “Excuse me, are you guys looking for Harry Styles?” Most of the men disregard me, but one looks at me. “I know he’s near here because I’m a really big fan and my friend just texted that she saw him.” This gets me the attention I wanted. “He’s at Northfield--a cafe like three blocks down. I just know that if she got a picture with Harry in like a magazine or something she’d totally lose it--in a good way, and she’s been having a bad time so if you see her can you try to make it happen? Knowing her she’ll be at his side, she’s blonde, shortish hair.” 

The men seem skeptical, but I guess they realize that this is the best lead they have. I think the fact that I gave a reason to justify selling Harry out for no reason helped. They disperse together, heading at least three blocks away from Harry. I don’t know if I’ve actually helped him, but I hope I have. 

“Essay girl.” I freeze, half cringing. Did he hear that? That’s embarrassing. I consider darting away, but decide that would just make me cringe more. So I turn on my heels. “You...you forgot your phone.” 

He just saved my life. “Thank you.” I take my phone from his outstretched hand, ignoring the slight thrill that runs through me when our fingers brush. “You’re my hero--the last thing I needed today was to run all over the city searching for my phone.” I finish the awkward admission with a partial laugh. 

“Least I could do,” he mumbles, “especially considering what you just did.” 

...He did see that. “Oh um--it was nothing, I just kind of made a connection and assumed the only reason you’d be on a public bus is because you were trying to avoid some things, and you make really great music and a lot of people happy, so you deserve that break.” Why does it feel like I’ve been talking forever? “Anyways, thanks for the whole phone thing, and I hope I got them off your tail.” 

My joke seems to somewhat land. His lips part, like he’s planning on saying something else. A timer on my phone interrupts him. I instinctually look down--great, the alarm on my phone warning me that I’m only ten minutes away from being late. “I’m late.” I turn towards the bus’s exit. “I gotta go, but thanks again, and I hope you have a good day.” 

I disappear after that, still not sure that that whole thing wasn’t some kind of hallucination. Did I just meet Harry Styles? He...he gave me my phone. Harry Styles has touched my phone. I can’t wait to tell Gisa, she’ll lose it.

I’m still thinking about Harry Styles when I finally reach my OBGYN’s office. When I get there, things are a lot more hectic than I thought they’d be. Many people crowd the waiting area and the receptionist’s desk is clearly understaffed. Two young girls are trying to address multiple upset pregnant women and take phone calls at the same time, all while practically buried in a sea pf paperwork. Wow, I didn’t realize that transferring was such chaos. One of the girls waves me over and barely checks my name before shoving a form towards me. I fill out as quickly as possible. 

 I upload my essay quickly after checking in. Who knows, maybe Harry Styles’s blessing will get me an A? A third person in scrubs emerges from the back after a moment and ushers me into a room. I tell myself to focus on going over the facts I need for the test I have to take in a little over an hour. Or to focus on the fact that I just met Harry Styles. But instead, I feel my heavy eyelids fall shut. 

I don’t know how long I sleep, but I know that I wake up during the middle of a doctor’s sentence, “...I know I’m not your usual, so I just want to make sure you’re comfortable.” 

“Hm...Yeah, yeah I’m comfortable.” She nods once, her wide eyes slightly red. “But I do have a class today in like an hour, so I was wondering if this was going to take longer because of the office’s move?” 

“Oh, no,” she shakes her head. “Just because Dr. Rodriguez gave us no notice before deciding that she no longer wanted to work here...or in the country. Or even live in the US, despite the fact that we just signed a lease on a place together...” Tears well in the stranger’s eyes, pity settles in my stomach. 

“That sounds incredibly complicated, I didn’t mean to rush you.” 

She blinks twice, her expression blanking as she fights against the pain of what’s clearly a terrible break up. “No, no--you have every right. Today is your day and if..honestly, if you’re strong enough to go to a class after this, and do what you’re about to do by yourself, then I’m strong enough to get through today.” 

Um...didn’t realize a pap smear counted as something that needs moral support, but I’ll chalk it up to her heightened emotions. “Thanks.” 

She snaps on her medical gloves. “No, thank you for your patience. Now lay down.” 

I do as told, preparing for a sensation I haven’t often experienced. A moment passes and I know she’s started. She’s moving away from me much faster than expected. Oh--I guess pap smears are a lot shorter than I expected. 

“That’s it?” 

“Yep,” she hums, pulling her gloves off. “Now just take it easy, and hydrate.”

Weird...but that’s like general doctor advice. “Thanks!” 

--

I’ve never wanted to keep a secret from Gisa, but sometimes I really regret telling her I met Harry Styles. It’s been almost a month and I find my mind wandering back to the moment in which our fingers brushed more than I should. Sometimes I let myself wonder what he might have said if my phone hadn’t rang. I was probably just imagining the way his lips parted, but my ind refuses to let it go. 

“...You know it’s kind of sad, I read an interview in which he spoke about the fact that he has some genetic condition that makes it hard to have kids. He has so many godchildren, and I feel like he’d make such a great father.” 

I try to keep up with Gisa’s words, but the dull ache in my head makes it feel so far away. “Yeah...he seemed really patient.” 

Gisa nods, turning to face me. “You alright, you’re looking kinda green?” 

“Yeah...” I reach for my canvas bag. “I think I just...I probably just need some water.” 

My hand grazes the metal of my water bottle and then the corners of my vision blur into blackness. I sway, Gisa’s hand is on my shoulder...and then it all goes black. 

--

I sit uncomfortably on the hospital’s cot. Gisa is a traitor for telling my mom that I fainted. I knew she’d just drag me here--hispanic mothers, they either believe they can cure you with vic’s vapor rub or they want you in the ER. No in between. 

“I know you didn’t want another test, but you’ve been throwing up in the morning for days and now you’re fainting.” 

“Fainted,” I correct, “it happened once.” 

“C’mon, mija, it’s just one doctor’s appointment.” 

Speaking of, an ER nurse returns. “Fainting and nausea spells explained,” he says, glancing at his clipboard, “you’re pregnant.” 

My mom and I can’t help but exchange a look before bursting into laughter. Pregnant. If I’m pregnant then the second coming is here. “That’s impossible, I’m a virgin.” 

He glances at my mom, “maybe we should have this conversation in private.” 

“No, what you say in front of me you can say in front of my mom.” 

My mom raises an eyebrow. “Y/n, did you and that guy from your english class--” 

“No! No, we did not. I am a virgin and there’s no way I’m pregnant.” I glare at the nurse. 

He then ushers me to a bathroom so that I can provide a urine sample. After I’m finished, he shows me a pregnancy test strip. “Pink means pregnant.” I bite my tongue as he tests the strip in my sample. He pulls it out and it’s...it’s bright pink.

“I’m calling my doctor, because this has to be a mistake. It has to be like a hormonal thing.” 

“Exactly, pregnancy hormones.” 

I glare even harder, calling the doctor that I saw last week. “Hello, Dr. Ash? I was wondering if I could get a consultation because I’m in the ER and some crazy doctor is trying to tell me I’m pregnant.” 

Silence on the line for a long second. “...I actually cleared my calendar for you.” 

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #jane the virgin #jane the virgin AU #lot #hslot st louis

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❞𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦❞ - 𝕋𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚 𝔸𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕜𝕚

~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀ A/N: Hi! so uhhhh had this in my drafts, im gonna post it and pretend i like it because thats how i roll. I love tamaki so much please. again, art isnt mine, credits to the original artist (idk who it is, if you know then please tell me so i can give credit) neewayz enjoy! Trigger Warnings(s): Fluff(?)  ~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀~̴̡͉̞̈́̀ ❞𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑚 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙❞ --------- You were a very outgoing person, very cheery and kind, always willing to talk to people and make friends. The almost exact opposite of Amajiki and yet he just couldn't seem to stop himself from falling for you. Every day he always found himself stealing glances of you in class, occasionally the two would lock eyes. You'd smile that brilliantly bright smile of yours and make Amajikis stomach do back flips and his heart flutter, he would always turn away before any further contact could be made. On one particular day Nejire had asked you to sit with the big three at lunch, to which you happily agreed to. Amajiki almost had a melt down when Nejire had told him, to which Mirio patted him on the back giving him a "you got this dude!" a grin, and a thumbs up. It made the poor boy feel...slightly better but as you approached them in the cafeteria Amajiki tried his best to keep himself together. Why did you have to be so attractive? how dare you, it was unfair really. He just couldn't take his eyes off you, confidence radiated from your form. Mirio once told him that if he waited to long that someone would steal you, Nejire agreed. You were after all one of the most popular students at UA, not only was your quirk amazing and your fighting skills godly but your looks where beyond words, Amajiki was painfully aware of these facts. "Hi guys!" You grinned and Tamaki almost fainted. "Glad you could join us!" Nejire smiled as she took you by the wrist and dragged you to their lunch table, you couldn't help but giggle at her excitement as she asked you a bunch of questions about you and your quirk. Most of the quirk questions she asked she most likely already knew the answer to, you four being in the same class and all. Nejire took a seat next to Mirio, across from you and Amajiki. "Soooo Y/N...Do you have a crush on anybody?" Nejire asked suddenly, making you choke on the tea you where sipping on. "I-I uh-" You tried to avoid looking at Nejires grinning features, she already knew the answer to her question. Of course you did and it was none other then the boy you where sitting next to, you didn't answer her question, simply coughed and continued to sip on your drink. She sucked her teeth, unsatisfied with your answer, if you could even call it that. Mirios eyes wandered to Nejire then to Tamaki who was silently eating his food, his face was beet red at how close you and him were, your shoulders where brushing against each other. Then Mirio looked at you, whos cheeks were dusted with a light shade of pink as you tried to brush off the last conversation topic. He rolled his eyes and had to fight the urge to just blurt out that the two of you should date each other already. Soon the lunch bell rang and it was time to head back to class, Amajiki let out a soft sigh as the four of you started heading to your shared classroom, you and Nejire chatting about a show that she had starting watching recently. Mirio fell behind them a bit so he could walk beside Tamaki. "So, When are you gonna tell them?" He asked, knowing full well that it would take some sort of miracle to get Amajiki to confess to his crush of two years. The shorter gave a small shrug before slipping his hands into his pockets. "I-I don't know...Really i don't think i ever will. " He again let out a gentle, almost sad sigh "I dont think i'm good enough for them, they're so amazing." "Aw come on Tamaki! you're part of the big three!" Mirio gently nudged him with his elbow, to which Tamakjis eyes wandered to the opposite direction. "They think you're awesome" "Well yeah but they're right behind us on the list of top students" Amajiki informed him. It was true, you were almost part of the big three yourself but you ended up failing a test by 6 points and getting knocked to fourth. You didn't mind, you where pretty comfortable in your spot. "What're you guys talkin' about?" Nejire asked, walking backwards and looking at them with the same sweet smile she always had gracing her soft features. "How awesome Y/N is" Mirio patted Amajikis back, making him let out a soft hum. You tilted your head "Oh yeah? im honored." You smiled "You guys are way cooler then i am." Nejire giggled, Tamaki stiffened at her sudden question "So which of our quirks is your favorite, Y/N?" You hummed, tapping your chin for a moment. Tamaki expected you to say Nejires quirk seeing as you two have been friends since you both stepped into class 1-A in your 1st year at UA. "I think Amajikis quirk is the coolest" You smiled to him, Tamaki noticed and then you smiled it was as if your eyes where smiling to, his heart practically exploded, barely able to get out a 'thank you'. You giggled at his shyness, finding it adorable as always. Nejire couldn't help but giggle at the two of you, Mirios grin widened as he two watched you to. "Nice choice Y/N" Nejire smiled as she took you by the hand as you four made it to class, seeing as you and her sat next to each other she lead you to your seats, ready to take on the rest of your day you sat down as class began. As the end of the day rolled around you stretched as you made your way to the front of your dorm building. You had some homework to do as well as some studying, then you thought you could train a bit then- You had bumped into someone, not to hard it just startled you a bit as you where to deep in thought, planning out the rest of your day. You quickly bowed "I'm so sorry I wasn't paying atten-...Amajiki? what're you doing here?" You had bumped into Tamaki, not only that but he was standing in front of your dorm room. "O-Oh I uh- I-I" He stumbled harshly through his words, on top of that he was mumbling. You noticed a small piece of folded paper in his slightly trembling hands and smiled, just as you noticed it he stopped mumbling and actually spoke up a bit. "I-I just- I wanted t-to give this to you" he held out the slip of paper, avoiding eye contact with you at all costs. You gently took the paper from him but before you could get another word out he scurried down the hall and disappeared around the corner. You watched him leave, letting out a small chuckle before unlocking your door and walking in, closing the door behind you with your foot and gently setting your school bag down. The day before, after class Mirio had suggested to Amajiki that he should write you a letter if he couldn't just out right tell you. "Like...A love letter?" Tamaki tilted his head. He didn't know how he felt about that, his writing skills weren't bad he just dreaded having to wait for your response, not only that but even considering rejection as a factor made him wanna puke. "Don't worry, i'm like 90% sure that even if they do reject you they'll be nice about it" Mirio gave a thumbs up as he finally convinced Amajiki to start on the letter that could make or break him. It was a huge deal, you were his first ever crush and he never thought in a million years he would be confessing to you. "They're nice about everything" Tamaki mumbled as he continued to write his letter. Miro chuckled and nodded in agreement. "Exactly, you have nothing to worry about." Tamaki wondered why he was so confident about this, maybe Mirio knew you would turn him down? Thinking about that being a possibility created a pit of nervousness in his stomach. Really it was the opposite, Mirio knew you would say yes, he was just excited to finally see his favorite ship finally become a couple. Back to the present you took a seat on your bed before unfolding the note and beginning to read it. Your eyes where wide as saucers when you finished reading it, the final sentence replaying in your mind at least a hundred times "Will you go out with me?"Butterflies invaded your stomach and your cheeks flushed, you decided to give him your answer tomorrow, wanting it to sink in that the boy you've had a crush on since the dawn of time liked you back. Amajiki was dying in his room as he awaited your answer, Mirio who had come over to study with him was laughing his ass off at the boys struggle. The next day you where standing in front of Amajikis dorm room with both Mirio and Nejire at your side, they had their phones out ready to take pictures of this momentous occasion. You took a deep breath before gently knocking on his door three times, it took him a moment or two before he opened the door, he immanently stiffened as he locked eyes with you. Bracing himself for rejection he waited for it but all he heard were the words he had been wanting to hear for the past two years "I like you to Amajiki" Nejire squealed and clapped as Mirio laughed "finally oh my god" Mirio said crossing his arms. Amajiki stood frozen, having to register what just happened, after coming to the conclusion that the love of his life did indeed just agree to date him he felt a sudden rush of adrenaline and pulled you towards him by the wrist, placing his slightly quivering lips against your silky smooth ones. Nejire practically screamed as she took about a thousand pictures, Mirio looked away jokingly acting disgusted but he couldn't hold back his happiness for his friends, they found love and he was beyond proud of Amajiki for going through with his plan.   Your eyes where wide and your face was crimson by the time Amajiki pulled away. He started to apologize profusely as he realized what he just did, which resulted in you having to tell him it was fine over and over again. The two where walking together hand in hand as you made your way to class, as shy as he may be he still wanted everyone in the world and their mother know that you belonged to him now and nothing walking this Earth was going to change that. 

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