#i do hope tags and fanart are fine with the authors

[karenandhenwillson]

Fandom and Ships

In the last couple of weeks, we have seen the number of fics in the Bucktommy tag skyrocket. Which is pretty exciting and amazing and a clear sign of how very excited the fandom is about this development. But of course there is also backlash, mostly from people who suddenly see their preferred ship in danger. (Honestly, when has a canon ship ever stopped fandom from shipping the people involved with other people instead?)

It's expected that some Buddie fans are disappointed. It's also expected that they would lash out (though, I had hoped people could for once remember there are adults and just because everyone is anonymous in online spaces doesn't mean there aren't people sitting behind those keyboards getting hurt by baseless accusation of racism and other things). I should probably not be surprised they are now also using the low engagement we have always seen with Henren as a weapon.

So, let's talk about fandom and ships.

There is no question that there has since season 2 always been the most engagement with Buddie content in this fandom as a whole. People saw the chemistry between Buck and Eddie and ran with it. Compared to that, the canon couples have all barely any content.

But if you look at any fandom at any point in time, there is a clear pattern between canon and fanon ships. There are only very few select fandoms where canon couples ever got a lot of engagement. Of the various fandoms I've been part of, I can only think of one at the top of my head.

I think the reasons are pretty simple. 

First of all, the fans get that couple on their screen pretty regularly. They don't have to wish and hope for it, don't have to search for the little details that will validate their headcanon. They don't have to go into fandom spaces to find content for that ship. They can just lean back without any kind of effort and enjoy this ship right on their screen.

And then second, those who do create fan content for those canon ships have to balance a very fine line. What of the canon facts will they dare to contradict to create their own content in fanfiction? (Fanart, videos, gif-sets are probably a little easier there.) Where and when do they deviate from canon? Is there even anything they feel is missing from canon that they want to see in fan work? Do they want to risk contradicting anything that will be established in canon later on? Usually, this conundrum leads mostly to short fics about missing scenes, but nothing truly epic. At least not as long as the there is new source material fairly regularly.

People creating content for purely fanon ships don't need to bother with most of those questions. Because they are deviating from canon anyway. It doesn't matter much then how far they go with that. Everything canon that comes later will just be dismissed with a shrug. Everything canon that happened previously and they don't like can be dismissed just as easily because they are already dismissing parts of it.

Then there is a clear divide between hetero, maleslash and femslash content, no matter if canon or fanon. There are probably people much better suited to get into the gritty little details about that. I'll just share some thoughts I have about any of those ships in this fandom because of my experience as a fanfiction author.

I've always been writing and telling stories. And I started writing fanfiction pretty early on, too, because I found a lot of freedom there in the content and relationships I could explore. Looking back, I've always mostly written maleslash. But I've also always had hetero and femslash pairs in my works. Have had works that focus solely on those pairs.

I know as a teenager I wrote mostly maleslash because I just got a lot of engagement for that. And back then that was a great motivator to publish my fanfiction. It's not my motivation to publish now anymore and it's never been my motivation to write at all. So there are some stories about hetero or femslash couples on my hard drive that I just never published back then.

For 9-1-1, I've been writing many of the ships there are. More than once I focused on characters who don't get much attention otherwise, not even in canon. I have some femslash stories published, most of them Henren. They don't get many klicks. And the comments I get are from friends I actively talk to very often who just read about anything I publish. Or from some very dedicated readers who I seem to have enamored enough with my writing that they'll follow me into pretty much any rabbit hole, I think.

I like Buck and Eddie a lot as characters. I adore Christopher. So, I enjoy creating for them a lot. But I also enjoy creating for the other characters and I'm scratching that itch regularly. But no matter the reason for why I write (because the stories are just in my head and the only way to get them out is to write them down), sharing what I create is more fun when I'm finding engagement over it. So, there are stories that are outlined or even fully written who I'll maybe never publish.

Where were all those Buddie fans in the past who now complain about the missing content for Henren? Where was their support for those who have written Henren all along only to be practically talking into a void? (Right, just as it was never about queer representation for some people, it was never about Henren either. No matter what they say now. They are just searching for the next thing the mob might be latch onto so they can pretend they are right.)

#911 abc #bucktommy #henren

[calithso]

my mcs because i was bored lmao

(i cut the canvas under the cut and the IFs)

the wayhaven chronicles - @seraphinitegames

when twilight strikes - @evertidings

zorlok - @zorlok-if

forsaken - @bathalafiction

these crimson strings - @thesecrimsonstrings-if

the exile - @exilethegame

beyond the spider lilies - @spider-lilies-if

before we are ghosts - @anjiefiction

#the wayhaven chronicles #when twilight strikes #zorlok #forsaken #these crimson strings #the exile #beyond the spider lilies #before we are ghosts #my art #most of the girls have the same name so i didn't add all their names lol #i do hope tags and fanart are fine with the authors

[orionsangel86]

Death Appreciation Week!

With Dead Boy Detectives hitting our screens on the 25th April, and with our girl Death of the Endless making a guest appearance, it seemed only fitting that we should celebrate her in the run up to the show's release.

So I will be running a Death Appreciation Week from Thursday 18th April to Thursday 25th April which will be a celebration of all things Death of the Endless!

Participation is easy. You can go through the prompt list below, and choose to create in whichever way you feel most comfortable. I am keeping this event as flexible as possible so the prompts aren't tied to set days, you just go for whatever you feel most inspired by whenever you can make the time and ideally if you are able to complete a prompt of your choosing each day of the event well then you are a star and I love you!

Prompt List

Death and Family - Dysfunctional as they may be the Endless are a family unit, and their parents are even worse.

Death and Mortals - Some have won her favour, others have slipped through her grasp.

Death and Immortals - even the God's must meet her in the end.

Death and Relationships - Who doesn't flirt with Death on occassion?

Lessons Learned - Death's words of wit and wisdom.

Death the Fashionista - She's rocked many looks over the years, but she's always been a goth fashion icon.

A Day with Death - every 100 years she takes mortal form.

The Sound of Her Wings - lets not forget she has them!

"A Cold Stuck-Up Bitch" - It's a long endless lifetime - Death's early years and how she's changed.

Death Tarot - a symbol of transformation, of change, and even of hope?

Rules for Participation

All types of fanworks are permitted. Fanart, fanfics, gifsets, meta analysis, polls, even just sharing your fave comic panels or official artwork is fine. The goal is to celebrate this amazing character in all her forms.

For your work to qualify for submission to the event, it has to prominantly feature Death of the Endless as the primary focal point. Whilst I encourage exploring her relationships with other characters, the point is to highlight Death as the central character in the work.

the hashtag #Death Appreciation Week must be tagged in all works for the event.

Anything goes! I welcome all ships, all types of work, all themes and content. NSFW is absolutely fine if that's your jam. We don't kinkshame here either. So long as everything is clearly tagged you can literally create what you want.

The prompt list is just a guide for inspiration but literally any fanworks that focus on Death can be included. You don't have to follow prompts if you don't want to.

This is a love fest for Death - which means no hate, discrimination, exclusion, etc. Please also keep criticisms and complaints out of the event tag.

Death of the Author - this is my Neil Gaiman Keep Out sign. As much as I love the guy, this is a fan event and I do not consent to anyone tagging the author in my posts. If he somehow finds it on his own thats on him lol, but please don't tag him.

Most importantly HAVE FUN - and share this post. Signal Boost please!

If you have any questions about the event, the prompts, or anything, please send me an ask or a dm. I'm happy to answer anything and help as much as needed.

With love and thanks to @seiya-starsniper for the awesome banner, and @marlowe-zara and @tryan-a-bex for their ideas and support. <3

#death appreciation week #death of the endless #the sandman #dead boy detectives #fandom events

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Hi Shae,

This situation's shitty. I'm not gonna talk about it, I just wanted to kinda check in I guess? Ask if you're okay.

And also, send some kind words to you. Stars know we all need some kindness in this time. I love your writing, I love the stories you write, I love seeing you in the comment section of stories I read. Your enthusiasm is contagious and makes me grin! The way you write the characters, with their voices and vibes, is fantastic.

I hope you're doing all right.

(note: I'm tagging this ask and any potential future asks that refer to the Wilbur situation with 'support shelby or die by my sword', so people who want to avoid vent-y and triggering content can blacklist)

You, Anon, are one of the sweetest people ever.

I'm doing okay, all things considered. In an odd way, I'm lucky in that I detached from the CC side of things pretty firmly after Techno's passing and only really stick around for the characters. Still, I've cried. I feel sad and angry and betrayed and hurt, I feel for the victims, and I feel disgusted that somebody who I genuinely thought was a chill and kind and funny person could do something like that.

In a more selfish way, I feel grief. I think this definitely triggered some soft spots left behind by losing Techno. Wilbur is very entwined with a lot of Techno content, SBI as a whole is. And while I'm here for the fictional fandom/character stuff first and foremost, I did like cc!twinduo and cc!sbi as dynamics. So many of my comfort vids that still bring me joy and make me feel close to Techno have Wilbur in them (4/4 content, old mcc vlogs, etc). Now, that all feels stained. I haven't tried rewatching any of it, I don't know if I can. If I do, I'm afraid they won't give me joy anymore. It's like losing another bit of the pieces left behind by Techno and that hurts.

Also, the fading of a community. The Techno/SBI community already very much shrunk after his passing, but I know a lot of fanfic and fanart will be deleted, and a lot of artists/authors might discontinue to make content, which are absolutely valid choices but it does mean loss and loss is always painful, even if it's an understandable and necessary loss.

I'll be fine though. I know there are a lot of people WAY more affected by this than me (thinking about people who were more invested in cc!Wilbur than I ever was, not to mention Wilbur's actual group of friends and such). I'll be alright, I'll pull myself up by my bootstraps and keep trucking.

Thank you for the kind words about my writing too. I hope that my future fics, if you still choose to read them, can continue to bring you that enthusiasm and joy too. And if for you (or anybody else reading this), this means you're saying goodbye to my fic or to the techno/sbi/dsmp community as a whole, I hope you enjoyed your stay. And thank you for everything.

#asks #support shelby or die by my sword

[doubleredweek]

JayRoy Week 2023

It's official!

This is the master post for every thing JayRoy Week 2023.

Schedule:

Submissions aug 29-sep 15

Voting sep 18-sep 27

JayRoy Week oct 24-oct 30 (with oct 31 as a bonus day)

You can find the link to the prompts here.

Rules:

- Tag all entries with ‘JayRoyWeek23’. And @doubleredweek! So we can find and reblog your works! Always feel free to send an ask if we missed it!

- Side-Pairings and other partners are okay but the focus must be on the relationship between Jason and Roy (romantic and platonic are okay!)

- Use a ‘Read More’ when posting whole works on Tumblr. Late entries are absolutely welcome, for all of our events! Just send us an ask if we miss it!

- Tag appropriately! If you put warnings on it for Ao3 then warn for it on here, improperly tagged things will not be reblogged.

- Cross-posting is fine! If you put a story on Ao3, add it to the JayRoyWeek2023 collection and send us a link/post on here to reblog, or drop the link in the ask/submit so we can share!

- Have fun and be kind! We will not tolerate any sort of hate or harassment towards the mods, the participants, or the works created for this week. Anyone and everyone is allowed to participate in this ship-friendly, censorship-free event! Utilize your back button and block button on things you do not like. Anyone found in violation of this rule will be auto-blocked and banned from the event.

[Additional Information & FAQ under the read more]

Ad. Info:

- The work does not have to be a written fic, if you want to approach these prompts from any other creative angle, go for it! The event has been designed with fanfics and fanart in mind, but go wild with your creativity! (We do not allow content with photographs of real people.)

- Works should be new- we’re trying to celebrate JayRoy and create new content for it!

- Works can be part of a series, but not new chapters on a story not made for the event.

- No min or max word count, go crazy with it!

- SFW, NSFW and dark themes are allowed, as long as you tag them.

- Please self-post your work in our AO3 collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/JayRoy_Week_2023

- While this week focuses on the relationship between Jason Todd and Roy Harper, we encourage the inclusion of ships or other characters. Our simple ask is that the content submitted is:

A) Brand new

B) Centered around JayRoy / RoyJay

C) Tagged appropriately

FAQ:

When is JayRoy Week happening?

23 October 2023 - 31 October 2023

When will the Official Prompts be posted?

• We hope to have them out by the end of September.

How many prompts will be posted for each day?

• Three

Do I have to include all the prompts in my work?

• Not at all! Feel free to combine them or to only pick one. We simply ask that you note on your work which Day/Prompt you’re creating for.

Is there a certain structure I have to follow with the prompts?

• The prompts are up for interpretation! Create whatever sparks your inspiration, so long as your work is mainly about JayRoy.

Am I allowed to create anything?

• You can create fanfic, fanart, comics, mood boards, playlists, aesthetics, headcanons, meta, dolls - almost anything you can think of.

• The EXCEPTION: You may NOT take photography of human subjects (including in cosplay) as we have no way of verifying the age and consent of human subjects. Want to take photographs of your Legos or action figures? No prob!

• ALSO: While this is a censorship-free event, using live or photographic/videographic references of minors for artwork is STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. If we discover that this has happened, you will be reported to the appropriate authorities. The mods of this event stand firmly against child abuse and exploitation.

Can I have poly and multi ships?

• Yes! All manner of ships are welcome here, so long as your overall work is JayRoy-centric. You can write Kori/Jason/Roy,or whatever poly ships that you like!

Do I have to make something for every single day?

• Not at all! You’re free to crank out all seven days, or only pick and choose which days you create for. So long as you have fun, it’s all good! No need for stress.

What type of content is allowed and what isn’t?

• There is no restriction for this event! Anything goes for this particular week. You can use any canon, part of canon, or AU centric plots for your work.

How do I participate?

• There is no sign up needed! You make whatever it is you want for the prompts, add the work to the AO3 collection, and/or tag us on Tumblr @doubleredweek, with #JayRoyWeek2023 and whatever day the submission is relevant for!

Any additional questions can be answered in asks! Thank you for reading!

#jayroy #royjay #JayRoyWeek2023 #dc fan event

[burgycreeper405-blog]

*passes the microphone to you* so what is your fav ii dark fic about m8

super duper glad tou asked and didn't have to make you asked that bcuz no one was asking me about it/hj djfh

but my fav darkfic is simple actually

it's about mephone4

shocker i know sjdhsj

i started reading this when i wasnt even that into mephone yet lol

i was still doing the mp4 stock image meme dance lol

i m very sad that im not sure if this would get updated cuz this was published in april and updated in april, just a few days and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i am hurt in two ways jfhdjddj

caution, there are gorey stuffs there that even if there's tags there, it still shooketh me that i was like, *"holy sh1t, what am i reading?!"* (but not in a negative way) snfhsjf

like it went from 1 - 100 real quick (spoilers, or, warning,, it's about a animal that made me go "wtf" bcuz they're robots, it's fine lmao, but animals mmmmmmmm not sure about that sirmadam djdhsjj, and it's in chapter 4)

anyways, my explanation is gonna be very messy and short so bare with me here, i just wanna get this out now bcux most darkfics are just bad/mid/weird

so, this fic is mostly a what if/au

and that what if is a "what if mp4 failed to escape meeple hq" and ii doesnt exist bcuz, mp4 never escaped,, and the sad part about it is mp4 doesnt try to escape again bcux he forgot about it, cobs made him forget everything that makes mp4 want to leave

did i mention cobs is an absolute bastard here/neg didhjs

like dude, at the start of the fic, he is drunk, and he gave mp4 a smol task

but mp4 failed that task and since he was hella drunk, he smashed mp4 using a wrench, almost breaking him permanently

the brotherly bond of 4 nd 4s really makes it feel all wowie zowie, the author wrote them greatly like holy crap bruv

there's more in that fic, i think theres like 9 chapters and it took me 2 hours to read it in one go djdha

and i think that's the end of my explanation bcux my brain is all over the place rn and i just wanna get this out so bad

i might add more in the future but sheezus, yall should read it if you haven't/nf

i want it to continue so bad but i think it’s forgotten maybe,, hopefully not cuz it was just getting more juicier jhgfj

long story short, i love this fic and im still geeking out about it, i hope i can do fanart for this soon bcux i very much want to but brain says do it later, and you should read it/nf

#burgy talks #inanimate insanity

[fromriches-tosin]

UPDATED: 21.11.2023

As promised, I’m coming back with some information about the ReiJean Week I’d like to host. The majority of you decided that the best month for the event would be January. Since February got quite a lot of votes too, I’ve decided for the event to take place at the end of January – in hopes that most of you will be able to participate.

WHEN?

24.01. – 28.01.2024 (Wednesday – Sunday)

The event will last 5 days, but I will be accepting late submissions till 04.02.2024.

WHERE?

ReiJean Week blog

As of now I have no plans to take this event to any other platform, and most probably it will remain a Tumblr-exclusive event. If anyone outside of Tumblr would like to participate, they can. If I come across any works on Twitter/X or AO3 tagged as ReiJeanWeek2024, I’ll post a link to such a work on the ReiJean Week blog (unless the author states that they do not wish to be included – which is absolutely fine). I’ll be accepting anon messages with submissions, too. If you’re a Tumblr user, please tag me in your work, and I’ll be happy to reblog it.

TOPIC:

For this event let’s treat ReiJean as an umbrella term. If you prefer the JeanRei dynamic, please do not hesitate to participate. If you only like Reiner and Jean as frenemies, and want to depict their relationship as platonic – you are more than welcome to. As long as your work focuses on Reiner and Jean, it meets the criteria of the event.

RULES:

I will be accepting NSFW submissions and I'll make sure all works are properly tagged. Minors are kindly asked to manage their own experience and not to engage with any content that might make them uncomfortable. The tag I'll be using is "nsfw".

Be nice. :))

What can you submit? Anything, really. Drabbles, longer fics, fanarts, playlists, moodboards, headcanons, meta… Whatever you feel like creating.

I will be accepting older works. If you created something in the past and would like for the audience to (re)discover it, please feel free to submit it. Your work has to be related to at least one of the prompts.

NEXT STEPS:

The prompt list is ready! There are three topics to choose from per day. If you wish, you can combine them.

You are not obliged to participate in the entire ReiJean Week, you can choose a specific day or days instead.

The ReiJean Week kicks off on Wednesday, January the 24th. I hope the two months ahead of us are enough for you to prepare and be able to take part in the event.

(Please bear in mind it’s my first time managing a ship week. If you have any suggestions or feel that something is not working as it should, please let me know. 💜)

#reijean #reiner x jean #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein #reiner braun #attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #jeanrei

[rukafais]

Ruka, I just wanna express my condolences for the Drizzt fandom being such a pain on here. Made me realize that I got lucky just finding the books randomly in a store and picking em up because they looked cool. Absolutely 0 background info or interaction with the fandom, just purely immersing myself in the series for weeks and sharing some highlights with friends. Hope the haters leave you alone and you can just keep enjoying the series for what it is.

Honestly that was close to my experience once I finally got to reading them and not just absorbing What People Knew About Them, I tore through all the books without looking them up at all or stepping into the fandom even a little bit haha, which means I got to get through them all without watching people dump on them near-constantly like Drizzt is the worst series ever made.

It's part of why I love them so much, because when I finally got to sit down and read the damn things my opinion completely reversed, that's how hard they won me over. The books are full of love for their characters, their setting, and are respectful of the reader's time, and I do love them for that.

Which, uh, was a double nasty surprise when I went to look for cute fanart and found a tag filled with weird circlejerking about how much everybody hates Drizzt and the author (what is with the weird fucking ad hominem btw, like you can't just say you don't like the writing style, the author is also responsible for everything wrong with drow and dnd).

Like I hadn't already absorbed a shit ton of jokes by osmosis about how Drizzt is a mopey bitch who's so sad and tragic and brooding and also found out that was...a total fucking lie actually, so it wasn't a great atmosphere to run into and did not endear me to a lot of the community here :/ It's improved massively of course, but the fact that intensely negative people have been running the show for as long as this site has existed is fucking dumb actually.

ALSO PEOPLE KEPT LEAVING SHITTY COMMENTS ON MY CUTE FANART POSTS IN THE TAGS WHICH WAS REALLY ANNOYING ACTUALLY I DIDNT LIKE THAT VERY MUCH. I ENJOY THAT PEOPLE ENJOYED MY EARLY FANART BUT I DID NOT ENJOY PEOPLE LEAVING DISPARAGING COMMENTS ABOUT HOW BOOKS I HADNT READ SUCKED.

But honestly it's fine. I can handle a few weird comments even if they annoy the hell out of me (and are often demonstratably completely wrong, like cmon if you're going to be an asshole at least be correct about the stuff you like), I don't like it when people leave weird comments on the stuff of people who are just starting or clearly enjoying the books because it's so out of pocket but all I can do is write or draw to counteract that effect and clean up the tag a little.

I feel worse for the people who have loved this series from childhood honestly. There's so much negativity surrounding Drizzt and I can't imagine how exhausting that must be to never have a place to talk about a series that means a lot to you because the general accepted opinion is that you hate it, the series sucks, and everyone is in some sort of bizarre love-hate orbit because The Author Loves Me Not and His Characters Are Wasted On Him, He's A Hack.

So yeah, hope you continue to enjoy yourself with it too anon :)b

#rukamemes

[jaelijn]

I hate to talk about this, I really do, but here's the thing:

Fandom, as I see it, is a community of equitable exchange. Not equal exchange - a fanfic for a fanfic, a fanart for a fanart, a comment for a comment - but an exchange that fairly honours the effort and contributions of other members within the fandom in some way, such as by writing fic yourself for the other writers to enjoy, by posting art yourself, by writing comments, by leaving likes and kudos, reblogs and tags, by upholding fandom conversations in fandom spaces, by organising challenges, by making edits and gifs and text posts and reclists and fanvids and fanmixes and and and...

(under cut for length)

This is not something measured in metrics, but metrics are a starting point: A certain amount of likes, kudos, whatever can contribute to the feeling of appreciation. And while I know I don't speak for everyone (I've certainly seen enough complaints about the amount of "engagement"), it's generally less about quantity than it is about quality. But while we are in the realm of numbers, let me put it like this: Fandom is supposed to be an equation, or a balanced scale. The things on your side, the things you put into the fandom, should be met with things on the side of the fandom at large, some kind of indication that you get something back. That does NOT mean that 1 kudos = 1 new fic or whatever, or that, individually, one member of the fandom is responsible for "paying" each author/artist etc. in a kind of economic exchange.

It DOES mean that the effort of whatever you put out there for the fandom needs to be weighed up by something coming back to you from that fandom in some way. That's what makes engaging in fandom worthwhile. That's what makes this a community. The thing on the other side of the scale doesn't even have to have anything to do with what you put out, though the direct interaction is nice, too - it can also simply be the presence of other people creating, loving, engaging in the fandom, a mutual circle of inspiration.

If that exists, metrics matter less, because there is a quality of fandom buzz that balances out the scale. So maybe that one fic you just posted was really niche or a dead dove or whatever and had like 2 kudos and no comments. But you got five fics you enjoy reading and a piece of art and that interesting meta discussion and... and that balances the scale and makes posting the fic worthwhile, even if there were only two people who enjoyed it, and none who took the time to comment. It's fine. It doesn't have to be equal, in that way, as long as it seems worth it. Sometimes the scale will tilt to your side for a while, and that's fine, too. It will tilt back the other direction when you have less time, less energy, because the overall fandom buzz keeps the scale in balance. Or it should.

HOWEVER. The scale can tip out of balance - not slightly, not occasionally, but long-term. Piling more and more things on one side and getting less and less back. Barely any fic. Barely any art. Barely any kudos or comments or reblogs or likes. No fandom conversation, or if there is fandom conversation, it makes it very clear that you're not the kind of fan they want to talk to. So you put another thing on your side of the scale. Maybe someone likeminded will see it. Feel inspired. Hoping that someone will put something on the other side of the scale, for you. Someone leaves a kudos. It's nice, it's appreciated - but there're five fics on your side. One of them has a kudos now. The scale barely moves. You put another fic out. Maybe there'll be a comment, this time, or, fic aside, maybe someone will want to chat about meta. People are busy, sometimes. Not everyone likes everything. And there is a comment! And someone posts a fic you like! And for a moment it feels like the scale is getting back into balance. But then you remember that that other fic, that you really loved writing, has 4 kudos and no comments at all. And that the one comment you got on something else is "I liked this but...". And there is no meta discussion.

And it feels less and less worth it to put things on your side of the scale at all. You enjoy creating them. You'll probably keep creating them - but what is the point of putting them out there? You remind yourself that if you don't put them out there, there'll never be a chance of comments or kudos or likes and reblogs. Spite is a great motivator, too. But it gets to a point where the meagre chance of maybe a few kudos and perhaps a comment, which, depressingly, is all you can ever hope to get, is detrimental because it feels too little. Always too little, and that drains your motivation not only to share, but to create. And you want to create. But if sharing is what makes you not want to create... So you stop putting things on the scale. You keep them for yourself, because you enjoy making them, and if you don't post them, that enjoyment will not be swamped by disappointment at the unbalanced scale, and you hoard the little things that do crop up on the other side of the scale, consume them like the starving person you are, with no energy to put something on that creator's scale in exchange. And this is how a fandom dies.

And perhaps you know that. You know that if you don't try to generate fandom buzz, if you don't drag up the energy to post in the hopes that it balances someone else's scale, if you don't put a presence out there, an incentive for others to just participate in the scale, it will only get worse, because there will be even less fandom buzz and that means that more people's scales will tip out of balance and then there will be even less fandom buzz and... But it's no longer a zero-sum game. You don't just stop gaining while everyone else does, you start losing. Motivation, energy, creativity, joy. And it's not worth it. It's no longer worth it, and stepping back from the scale is the only way to stop losing.

Frankly, I'm at that point. I've probably been at that point for over a year. Ending R&F was an excuse for lightening my side of the scale, a scale that has been tilted too far to my side for too long, but it does very little, because it also means that there'll be no more zine. Whumptober was an attempt at budging the scale, even a little, even a bit. It worked, for all of five days. Now, I have approx. 30 fics without a single comment (not all very recent/from Whumptober, either). This is not meant to devalue the kudos I have received, the comments I have received, the efforts by the fans who do put things out there in the fandom. Nor is it a demand. Nobody "owes" me anything. But the fact of it is that the fandom, as a whole, has not seemed to put much on the other side of my scale for too long.

I'm sitting here thinking about the GPD calendar and it... I enjoy filling a month with B7. I could fill my whole year with B7, at my own pace. But the effort to post daily for the sake of the community feels too much - or not "too much" - not worthwhile. Not worth the effort for a community that gives me back very little. This is not an accusation. I am aware that it's not personal malice, I'm aware that my personal tastes make certain fandom contributions that exist not worth much - just as I am aware that there are people who make an effort for the sake of the fandom, other than myself. But I cannot keep doing this. I'm running on fumes, I have been running on fumes, and I hate to whine because it makes the people who genuinely care about me - as a fan or person - feel bad and guilty and I don't want that. I also don't want "pity comments". But this is how it is. I cannot keep doing this alone. There is too little fandom for it to feel worth it, right now, and while I'm very aware that there will be even less fandom without me, I have to do something or the weights on my side of the scale will topple over and crush me. So, as of right now, I don't think there'll be a calendar. I might change my mind, but I have to put what I want first, just to maintain my joy at creating, and maybe that will give me back some energy to help other people balance out their scales, if not do anything about mine.

For now, the longfic is my excuse for stepping away from my scale. If you care about this fandom, maybe think about scales.

#jaelijn talks #not a happy post #i had to get this off my chest #i don't think saying it will help #but maybe having said it i can stop thinking about whether i want to say it

[lilredghost]

9, 40 and 75 from the Get to know your fic writer! If you like 🤍

Don't mind if I do! Questions from this ask game

9. Do you comment on stories you read?

Absolutely yes! It's so important to me to engage with fanworks and let the creators know how much I appreciate their work!! I've always tried to do this with art (leaving something in the tags when I reblog), but when I started writing I realized how much leaving comments make an impact on authors too. It just fuels so much joy and energy and creativity! Kudos are lovely, but in terms of gauging how much people liked a fic, they sort of fall into the "polite applause" category to me. But when someone takes a minute to leave a comment, even if it's just "<3 <3 <3" or "I loved this!", it becomes real. And I notice when someone is a consistent commenter on my works, so I'm sure others do too!

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

OK first of all I think I would probably cry tears of joy and love it forever no matter WHICH scene it was. But to actually answer the question, I think I would want it to be something that portrays a major theme or something unique to the fic! Like, for Lace me up, something about the lingerie ("the clothing you found. it's mine" / "would you like to see?") or the softness ("I want you to feel safe with me, Obi-Wan.") or the daddy kink ("Daddy, take care of me?"). Or for Their fragrance came from you, the hair braiding, one of the iterations of "Tell me more", "This is Anakin Skywalker", or "Maybe he’ll turn out to be, ah… *accomodating.*" Very long answer to basically say I would love it most if was something important and/or recognizable to the fic in question. But I would love it regardless because I know how much time and effort goes into making art, and the idea that someone would go through all that because they liked my work or it inspired them is incredible!!

75. What scene in [Fanfic Name] took the longest to write? What was difficult about it?

You didn't include a fic name, but I know you've been keeping up with Their fragrance came from you, so I'll answer for that! The first 4 scenes of chapter 15 were actually incredibly difficult for me to write, because I hadn't planned for them at all. My outline had jumped straight from Obi-Wan rimming Anakin to the diplomatic lunch, and I had zero idea how to get the characters from point A to point B. At first I had thought the jump would be fine since it was like, new chapter, new day, but when I sat down to write, I felt like I needed something in between. And I've been peppering in additional scenes where it feels necessary, but idk, these really came out of left field. And then I couldn't decide how far I wanted them to go (sexually) or even what was going to happen before the diplomatic lunch. But in the end I'm really pleased with how it came out, so no harm done! Just goes to show that no matter how much you think or imagine or plan ahead, once you start putting things down on paper, you're at the mercy of the story.

#big answers for this one too haha #but thanks for the questions 🥰🥰 #asks #wibzen #ask game

[wind-becomes-lightning]

Just saw your tags about thinking you’re deleting your blog again and wanted to let you know I think you’re a delightful person w amazing work and you really brighten my days and I’m very grateful you exist and share such wonderful fun w us all

If you want to delete I hope you do it bc it’s for you and that it brings you peace of mind

But I also hope you know you’re valued and you will be deeply missed if you go!

Ah- thanks! You know, thats just a little hard to believe, because in the end most people don't follow me for my words or my thoughts or my bad art, they follow me because I reblog a lot and they like to reblog from me. which is fine of course! Its practical to follow a blog that gives you tons of content all day. No big deal! But the thing is if I would leave it would not be noticed. People would maybe see their "following" number go down and think "oh who was it?" and the move on. There are a million other blogs that you can use to reblog pretty fanart from.

My fics are not popular enough to be remembered, I don't have anythign important to say that hasn't already been said. Maybe if I could do art well people would care because of requests or ships I support or whatever, but not in the current state.

And thats fine, you don't have to care for random blogs you found on tumblr. You don't have to send them asks or care about their mental health or read their stories or anything. I do it on my main blog all the time too, I'm as guilty as the 600 or so people following me.

So leaving would maybe hurt... a hand full of people who would say "oh I will miss you so much" and then just read better work from better authors. The rest that is friends with me still has my discord or whatever.

I don't think I'd be better without this place I would just insensely hate myself in a different way. But as Lem said when she left tumblr, who knows if it won't someday turn me into a viciously envious creature that is wholly unpleasant for others to be around. Heck, I chew my own tongue out when someone has success with someothing I wish I was good at. Maybe I'm just a bad person and the space would be better without me. idk.

With me gone you'd all gain a net positive really and if not, nothing of value would be lost.

#ask things #if it were a sideblog i would have deactivated many times by now #but im too pussy to just delete this whole thing so it will never happen

[sparrowsworkshop]

I posted 40 times in 2022

That's 27 more posts than 2021!

30 posts created (75%)

10 posts reblogged (25%)

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@sparrowsworkshop

@onewingedsparrow

@thewritewolf

@mostlovedgirl-writes

I tagged 40 of my posts in 2022

#tloz - 25 posts

#the legend of zelda - 23 posts

#loz - 23 posts

#legend of zelda - 19 posts

#sparrow art - 19 posts

#link - 18 posts

#zelda fanart - 16 posts

#traditional art - 16 posts

#linktober - 15 posts

#linktober2022 - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#so many angsty prompts for today but i wanted something wholesome :) and this was the first thing that came to mind! i hope you like it!

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

“To Bee a Leader” by OneWingedSparrow; Chapter 3: Draining

t Chapter Previous Chapter Next Chapter (TBA) >> Summary:  RiD'15, post TFP. Set sometime in the first season, before the finale.  Bumblebee knows that Optimus Prime chose him to be leader of the Autobot  team on Earth…but he’s tired and he misses his dad’s leadership. Main Tags: Bumblebee & Optimus Prime, Bumblebee & Russell Clay, Father and Son Optimus and Bumblebee, Prime in Disguise Bumblebee, Light Angst, Hurt / Comfort (Adulting is hard and this ’Bee knows it well…why is he so relatable)

Chapter 3 Summary: A weary Bumblebee journals his thoughts. Reblogs are appreciated! Read on AO3 ~

An excerpt from Bumblebee's personal log.

Surprisingly, all entries— this sample included, naturally—were documented in English, rather than Cybertronian.

Perhaps the lieutenant worried his records would fall into Decepticon possession, and sought to secure them in an admittedly unconventional manner. No one knows for certain, save the author himself.

The lieutenant was...a rather curious individual.

*        *        * February 21 Earth time: 1333 hours Dear Diary, I am tired.Maybe it's physical. Likely it's not. My Energon levels have never been so full. Despite not having a Bridge off Earth, and basically being stranded, we seem to be doing okay supplies-wise. The Alchemor cargo bays remained largely intact after the crash, providing us with easy access to a decent amount of Energon cubes. No need to ration quite yet. Even so, I am trying to manage our supply efficiently. The Decepticons set loose here have given us quite a beating, but not many have stabbed past our armor, thank Primus. So why does it feel like I'm constantly draining?

If I was actually leaking, I could do something about it. I could cauterize the wound. I could apply pressure to slow my circulation. I could slap a bandage on it and drive it off, and everything would be fine. Eventually. But this is something different. Internal bleeding? Maybe. Somehow, though, I don't think anything would come up internally if I let myself be scanned. Whatever is happening is flying under the radar...and it's annoying. I just feel so...I don't know. Tired. That's the best way I can put it. I want a kind of rest that doesn't come by simply recharging. I don't know how to get this. I don't know if I can get this. I just wish...I wish my steps didn't feel so heavy all the time. I wish I could identify the problem. I wish I could put an APB on a specific target and collar it for good. For now, all I can do is keep going. Yeah, I know, I know. Ratchet's yelled at me over that so many times. Believe me, I know. Sometimes, that's the worst thing you can do when you're injured, physically or not. But sometimes that's the only thing you can do. Sometimes, it's even the right thing to do. Sometimes, it's necessary. My team needs me. Optimus needs me. I can't break down and give up just because I hurt, or just because I'm tired for some unidentified reason. One day, I'll be better. I want that. I will make sure of that. For now, though...I'll keep going. I know it's the right thing to do. ~ t Chapter Previous Chapter Next Chapter (TBA) >>

30 notes - Posted April 9, 2022

#4

For the @zelinkcommunity​ event Opposites Attract! Week 2: Flourish / Wither. Flourish (intransitive verb): 1. To grow well; to prosper; to thrive 🌱 2. To wield dramatically! 🍃💐 My first posted art for my “Deku Tree Link AU”! I had so much fun drawing this! (✿◠‿◠) In this OoT AU, Link inherited botanical powers when he was adopted by the (actual tree) former Great Deku Tree, who made him the next Guardian of the Forest. When the Hero can summon plants by a mere thought, why wouldn’t he use this gift to show his princess how much he cherishes her? Special thanks to @zeldadiarist for the inspiration for Link’s straw cape! Sketch under the cut!

31 notes - Posted November 13, 2022

#3

Fire Emblem: Three Huberts It’s his birthday today btw :D Happy Birthday, Hubert! 💜 Reblogs okay! But PLEASE DO NOT REPOST

32 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#2

“The Song of Stormlight” by OneWingedSparrow

Inspired by this wonderful art by @louwhose!

Fic Summary: Left outside in the rain during a Weeping, bridgeman Link introduces his fellow slave Sheik to a secret about spheres.

P.S. You don’t really need to know anything about The Stormlight Archive to enjoy this fic, but I highly recommend reading the books because they are very good ;) Main Tags:  Ocarina of Time AU, Stormlight Archive Setting, Zelink, Sheik / Link, Fluff without Plot, Bridgeman!Link, Darkeyes!Link, Darkeyes!Sheik, Music, Song of Storms

Read on AO3 Written for the @zelinkcommunity Opposites Attract event! Week 4: Hidden / Revealed. Reblogs are appreciated!

~ “The spheres are singing,” Link said softly. Leaning against the bars of the cage, Sheik tilted her head. “What do you mean?” Link’s ears twitched slightly, one at a time, gradually angling in different directions like a chull’s antennae. “Can’t you hear them?” Sheik closed her eyes too and focused, but the rushing wind drowned out everything else. “It’s too loud.” “May I?” Sheik opened her eyes to find Link staring questioningly at her. She raised an eyebrow, unsure of what he requested, but somehow trusting him regardless. “I suppose?” Slowly, Link scooted closer, his hands reaching out for either side of her head. Sheik couldn’t help but tense a little as his face neared hers. Storms. His dark brown eyes were rich and warm in shade, but somehow sharp and fierce too; both welcoming and dangerous, alluring and terrible all at once. Like a barbed spear with an elaborately gilded shaft, or a beautiful Shardblade with a bloodthirsty, serrated edge. Why...why was it that darker eyes were considered inferior, again?

His hands found her ears, and gently, hesitantly, pulled the mask away from them. Not enough to unveil her face—which was fortuitous, because Sheik could feel an embarrassingly strong blush raging on her cheeks.

Thankfully, he let go quickly, and backed away into his corner of the cage. “That oughta help,” Link said, absentmindedly looking out through the bars. “You can...you can try again now, if you want.” Sheik nodded, even though he wasn’t looking her way.

The slave driver’s bag of spheres sat on the ground a few yards away, faintly aglow from within. The splintered floor of the cage scratched against her ragged clothing as she moved closer to press her nose against the cold metal bars. Torrential rain wept down her face, but drenched as she already was, Sheik ignored it. Breathing carefully, Sheik tried once again to listen.

Splashing. Pattering. Puddles bouncing. Ripping, roaring, rushing. Her nose began to run, not unlike the steady stream thundering off the roof. A standard symphony for a Weeping. She still couldn’t hear anything new.

Until Link started singing.

Back and forth, up and down, never ending turnaround.

Bid me once to stay, else I fall away….

Colors flashed before Sheik’s eyes.

Blue. White. Purple. Green. Each glowing boldly. No distinct form, no identifiable shape. The colors took a rhythm of their own, and danced around Sheik’s vision, like some sort of musical spren. She knew not where they came from. They were gone in an instant.

But the spheres on the ground...they followed that rhythm, and pulsed to the same beat. And as Sheik stared, wide eyed and awestruck, a faint voice seemed to emerge from within them, drawn out by Link’s calling.

Seek the shore!

Dare not drown!

New beginnings can be found….

“Rid of all farewells and pain,” Sheik murmured along with their voices.

Her heart jolted. Where had the words come from? How did she know? She frantically glanced over at Link for an explanation, but instead of a sagely expression, Link possessed the biggest, brightest grin she’d ever seen on a living bridgeman.

“I thought you could hear them,” Link said with satisfaction. “What with you being musical and all that.”

Fingers shaking, Sheik pulled the mask back over her ears.

How much...did he know about her, anyway?

~

33 notes - Posted November 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

“The Right Words” by OneWingedSparrow

Fic Summary: Link has recovered some of his memories of Princess Zelda, but feels like he doesn't remember her as well as he ought to. One day, on a visit to Korok Forest, a particular Korok encourages him with some wisdom that opens Link's mind a little more. Tags: BotW, Zelink, Link & Koroks, Loyalty, Recovered Memories Read on AO3 Written for the @zelinkcommunity Discord server’s weekly prompt: “Reminisce.” Reblogs are appreciated! ~ When one of the Koroks invited Link into his home to chat, Link hadn’t hesitated to accept. After the existential crisis of trudging through the dizzying, maddening haze of the Lost Woods, it was a relief to take a breather in a safe place. Of course, the Korok Forest proper was calming, with its gentle breezes that carried distant giggles of Koroks and their ever spinning pinwheel blades—yet, there was something reassuring about stepping into a more secure area, surrounded by bark-scented wooden walls instead of a collection of healthy, flourishing trees that, for all their charms, reminded him far too much of the maze of sneering, rotting snags. As Link stepped inside the Great Deku Tree, he blinked rapidly to let his eyes adjust to the dimmer lighting. The interior was cozy, almost like an ordinary house—clearly well planned out, with carvings in the walls and floor that formed sturdy benches and tables, as well as leaf garments that were strung about in festive fashion. Link wondered if the Great Deku Tree had naturally grown such décor, or if the Koroks had somehow crafted them with their tiny nubs for hands. Either would be an impressive feat, but he thought it might be rude to inquire which was the case. Unsure of what else to do, Link settled himself on a bench facing the exit, where he had a clear view of his Korok friend. They were hard at work dividing a colorful assortment of fresh mushrooms that had been haphazardly plopped upon a small wooden table. They would thoughtfully pick up each mushroom individually; regard it for a moment in deep concentration, and then dutifully separate it by type, and then by size. It was oddly mesmerizing to watch. “So? Tell me about her,” the Korok merchant piped up. For a moment, they broke their rhythm in favor of jovially swinging two Stamella Shrooms around like Hestu’s maracas. “You must have plenty of good stories to share, koowee!” Link rubbed the back of his neck, quickly regretting it as his hand came away slick with sweat. “Stories...about who?” he asked distractedly, although he was fairly certain he already knew the answer.

“The princess, kikoo!” The Korok drummed the mushrooms rapidly on their little table before dropping them into their assigned group. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten her again. The Great Deku Tree would be displeased to hear that.” Link looked down at his boots, which were caked with mud and dead leaves from his trek. “I haven’t forgotten.” Even without turning, he knew the Korok was watching him expectantly. “But that doesn’t mean I remember,” Link continued, biting his lip. “I mean, I can remember a few things about her. But they’re only...well, snapshots. Pieces of my memory, torn apart and patched together, with so many holes in between. Not enough solid information for me to tell any stories.” “Anything can be made into a story,” the Korok said confidently. “It doesn’t matter if you think you don’t have enough words. All you need are the right ones.” Thoughtfully, Link wiped his hands on his tunic. His mind wandered backwards, drifting through the shadowy paths of a different type of Lost Woods, searching for even a small detail of Princess Zelda that he could somehow craft into a story. Surprisingly, it didn’t take long for him to discover one. Like...stumbling upon a Korok in a most obvious hiding spot. “She loves animals,” Link began. A smile tugged at his lips. “Dogs...frogs...horses. I think it took her a while to warm up to the horses, but after I gave her some pointers, she really enjoyed riding. Which was nice,” he mused, “because when she went riding, I got to ride too.” He paused. A new thought awakened in his mind. Riding. The sword still on his back, its weight reminding him sternly of his duty, but his hands free from that burden, preoccupied as they were with the reins. Still bound to his responsibilities, and yet, at the same time, freed from them. A strange feeling, and contradictory, but so wonderful. He would...yes, he would direct Zelda to ride her horse either beside him or directly in front of him so he could keep an eye on their surroundings. He would cautiously regard all that was ahead, scanning for any mounted Bokoblins that might cross their path, ready to draw his bow if necessary. And just like that, like arrows loosed in a frenzy, little details came rushing back to him, rapidfire. How one time—was it the first time?—they went riding out in the wilderness, her horse spooked and burst into a gallop and she dropped the reins and clung to Celestial’s mane for dear life until Link could catch up and help. How he would quietly offer her a hand up when she mounted, even though she refused his assistance for several weeks at first. Eventually...oh, eventually she came to accept his shy offer of chivalry…. How she would grow in her confidence on horseback, until she could gallop at will again and keep her reins securely in her grip, laughing at him to match her speed…. And…. And how he would try not to be distracted by how she smiled while she rode—one of the rare occasions he could see her so happy and carefree. He had to stay alert; he had to remain vigilant. But...but he kept glancing at her all the same, to see as much of that joy as he could, to keep that in his memory…. Forever. Link swallowed a lump in his throat that he hadn’t realized was there. “Koo-ee?” He shook his head, and the room he was in came back into focus. Wooden bench. Grainy floor. The rich, earthy scent of mushrooms. Something nudged his leg, gentle but uncertain. Link realized the Korok had abandoned their workstation, and was now standing before him, repeatedly poking him in obvious concern. “Is that the end of the story, koowa-kee?” He took a deep breath, and reached out to pat the Korok on the head in a timid sort of thanks. The Korok visibly relaxed, worry fading from their shiny black eyes. “No,” Link said, and meant it with all his heart. ~

39 notes - Posted September 12, 2022

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[secretlysheikah]

I posted 4,645 times in 2022

162 posts created (3%)

4,483 posts reblogged (97%)

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I tagged 433 of my posts in 2022

#sheikah speaks - 177 posts

#legend of zelda - 68 posts

#loz - 53 posts

#sheikah suggests - 44 posts

#botw - 34 posts

#linked universe - 33 posts

#the legend of zelda - 31 posts

#breath of the wild - 31 posts

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#link - 27 posts

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#ive been keeping on a longplay of twilight princess in the bg while i write my thesis and i think thats the only reason i havent lost my min

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#5

Sooooooooo....

guess who got carried away and drew some fanart for your Sky oneshot?

trick question it was me. <3 love you bestie

MROW! MROW HOLY SHIT!

OH MY GOD AAAAAAAHAAHHHHHHHHH

I love it so much mrow! I’m already crying in the club and it’s only just past 7am!!!!! How dare you do this to me!!! I WEEP! (Tears of how fucking cool this is thank you oh my God)

See the full post

66 notes - Posted January 5, 2022

#4

A Tale from the Sky

So after my last one shot I made for 2021 I got a request for a continuation by the lovely @mrows-fan-works and I have to say I feel in love with the request. So here we have it, I hope you enjoy. 

Here is a link to the fic on Ao3 if you prefer to read it there! 

Happy first fic for 2022, may it lead to many more! 

Start Here: 

When the last of the healers finally left the room, Warriors found himself alone until the others were found, hopefully alive and in better shape than Sky was. Speaking of their Skyloftian, he looked absolutely wretched. He was pale, his lips just a touch blue at the corners but he was assured by multiple people that he was breathing just fine and that it would fade. The skin under Sky’s eyes looked sallow and waxen as well and with the clean white bandages wrapped snugly around his chest it only served to make him look even more sickly. He found himself swallowing hard as he remembered the blood that he had only just managed to slow down long enough for a medic to get there. He looked down at himself, the blood was already dried and stiff on his tunic and his beloved scarf lay on the floor, nearly completely soaked through. That would be a pain to clean. Maybe if he put it in water to soak with some soap it would be easier to remove the stubborn stains? Even as the thought crossed his mind it left, leaving him with a metaphorical monster in the room. 

He looked back at Sky, and just by looking at the sleeping hero you would never guess just how frightening he could be. He had only just managed to get back to the keep where he had left Sky, cursing himself at how long he had been away. It had taken longer than he wanted to find the corporal who was leading the defense of the keep and the monsters that got in the way only added to his irritation. 

Much too long, it had taken much too long and when he finally came back…. He swallowed as he remembered the way Sky was shaking, practically convulsing as he was surrounded by a swirling black cloud. Wizzro, that bastard had looked smug, almost feral as he moved closer ready to strike Sky down. He was just about to leap to Sky’s aid when the man had let out a roar of rage that rooted him to the spot. He had never heard a sound like that come from Sky before, never thought it could even be a possibility given his normally soft spoken nature.  

Sky was, well, he didn’t even know where to begin, he had never seen Sky that angry before in all the time he knew the sleepy head. Sky had bellowed and raged and brought down gleaming strike after strike against the monster until it was down and dragging itself away with Sky stalking after it. He hadn’t even had the power to call out to the man, was hopelessly entranced by the display playing out before him. 

“Do you know who I am? I am the first hero, chosen by the Goddess and imbued with the hero’s spirit.” He had yelled, no more like boomed and Wars had been struck dumb by the sheer power in his voice. The scene continued to play in his mind, nothing around him registered in his head as he was completely enraptured by the scene replaying before him. He blinked and suddenly he was back in the smoke filled air of the keep, watching as Sky plunged the master sword through Wizzro’s back and twisted it cruelly as the monster screeched an unholy noise. 

“I am a slayer of a God, I have killed the very incarnation of hate and lived to tell the tale. Now tell me, what are you to a God slayer?” Sky had hissed, and even though it was quietly spoken Wars had trembled as if the very ground itself had tried to rend itself asunder. It was so callous, so cold even as his voice had been filled with burning hot rage. Wars mind could scarcely put the image of Sky as he was during that battle to the one he always knew. The two versions of Sky were so completely opposite that it was like staring into an alternate reality. He had snapped back to himself when Sky turned around, and offered him a sheepish smile and the blood, oh Goddesses above. 

“I guess you saw that huh?” 

Oh he had seen it all. 

“What? No I’m fine Wars this isn’t even my blood,” 

Sky wasn’t fine and the longer he stood there doing nothing the less likely he was going to be able to save him. He had to move. Now. 

“I’ll be fine Wars, Just need a quick nap.”

By the three, please no. Please.  

It was a blur from there. Just red seeping into blue, and pale skin going paler by the second and desperation. He felt himself starting to hyperventilate and he dug his fingers into his pant legs, too scared to reach out and touch Sky’s sleeping form. Never once had he been this terrified of another person. But what was he scared of? This was Sky, he knew Sky. Was it the injuries? Was it the way he looked so fragile now after the utter unworldly display of power he had shown not hours before? Whatever it was he was on the verge of quaking now. 

“God slayer,” Wars whispered to the silent room and the words seemed to call back to him and settle into his bones. God slayer, that was what Sky had called himself. Memories from a warm sunny day outside of Wild’s home, surrounded by the children of his village now settled in and filled his eyes. Sky had looked… Remorseful? Bitter? Both? 

“Oh Gods can die, just be glad all they left behind this time were bones,” Sky had said as he had tossed what remained of his apple away. He recalled the way Sky’s warm face had twisted and the vision shattered before his eyes leaving him back in the sick room. He was left struggling to put pieces together of a clearly incomplete puzzle that was the Skyloftian, the whole thing was maddening. There was clearly another side to his brother that he had not seen until now and he was dying to know more. There was a slight movement on the bed and Wars glanced over, mind still miles away as he studied the movement blankly. 

“I wasn’t fast enough, too late… Heh, what else is new? But now you… All suffer for it,”  

Wars snapped back to himself so quickly his head spun and he nearly toppled off his chair when he came eye to half lidded and distant eye with Sky. He was breathing heavily, his hands tightening in the sheets that were draped across his lower body. Wars watched as his eyes moved sluggishly around the high vaulted ceilings and he was fairly certain that anything Sky was seeing was not actually registering in his mind.  

“Sky?” Wars whispered but hesitated to move his chair any closer to the bed. Sky sniffled and sighed before he let his head fall to the side to look at him. Wars could just make out Sky’s sapphire blue eyes peeking out from underneath his thick eyelashes. The dark, almost bruised like skin that clung underneath his bottom lids only made the blue of his eyes stand out in stark relief. Sky blinked at him lazily, grimaced and made to clutch at his chest, the pain obvious on his face. Before he knew what he was doing, Wars had scooted his chair closer and grabbed Sky’s hand, holding it tightly so that he wouldn’t tug at the bandages. 

“Hey now, none of that,” He scolded lightly and was graced with a barely audible sigh. 

“Hurts,” Sky mumbled and Wars gave his hand a soft pat in understanding. 

“Do you need me to go get a healer? They can get you something for the pain,” He offered, the words scarcely out of his mouth before Sky was shaking his head in the negative. To Warriors dismay he was trying to sit up.

“No, no, Don’t go… Not yet, I have to explain,” Sky panted as he continued to struggle to sit up fully. 

“No you don’t have to, no wait,” Wars started but quickly gave up when Sky continued to struggle. 

“Fine alright, just stop trying to sit up,” He snapped and to his relief Sky let himself drop back down to the mattress, and Wars could feel the tremor in Sky’s arms from the strain. 

“I’m sorry Wars, I owe you an… e-explanation… An apology… I am ”  Sky slurred and Wars felt himself stiffen. 

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Yahahaha! You’re clogging my damn vacuum find a new spot to hide damn you.

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Earth day appreciation post! Have some pictures from my rambles in the woods!

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ALRIGHT HERE WE GO!

I wanted to draw my blorbo, Hiri in her elder clothes! This is my interpretation of what the elder Sheikahs would look like/wear. The only thing you can see is that they also wear earrings. But the spooky vibe spoke to me so here we are.

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[xxmarsworld]

Hi these are my personal boundaries and a bit of basic knowledge about me that’s too long to put in my bio, updated regularly

Last updated: October 4, 2022

My name is Marion (mah-ree-uhn) but you guys can call me Mars if it’s easier for you!

I am French and very pale. I’m a natural ginger but I dye my hair a lot, mostly blood red. My eyes are pale teal and I have about a gazillion freckles

When speaking I prefer to speak French but I prefer to post in English.

I use any and all pronouns!

I’m bisexual and taken so please don’t hit on me.

I am autistic, I have adhd, I am dyslexic, and I have anxiety.

The big triggers for me are EDs, self h*rm, s*xual ass*ult, s*icide, r*cism, homophobia, transphobia.

I am 19 years old, my DOB is April 27, 2003.

I love comics, animation, robotics, coding, video games, science, biology, medical science, nature, writing, and a shit ton more.

I live in France!

I’m going to college for a lot of things and I’ll be in school for SEVERAL more years lol. I’m currently multi-majoring in medicine, animation, English, and Robotics Engineering Technology (RET).

I hope to become a biomedical engineer, an artist, an author, an animator and a content creator.

I am faceless for a reason. Do NOT try to find my face because you won’t find anything and it makes me very uncomfortable.

NSFW or inappropriate fanart, fanfiction or cosplay is NOT okay. Even if it’s of a character I have, it makes me EXTREMELY uncomfortable. If I find out anyone has created anything inappropriate that has ANYTHING to do with me or my characters, they will be blocked immediately.

Please don’t ship me with anyone! I have a partner and it’s weird to me. Shipping my characters is perfectly fine as long as it’s not inc*stuous or p*dophilloic.

You can cosplay me and any of my characters! I cosplay a lot so it would make make me very happy to see someone cosplaying me/my characters! Same goes with fanart! Make sure you tag me so I can see it!

My dms are always open! Although if I don’t answer it’s most likely not your fault and probably just me being socially awkward.

If you have any questions about my boundaries please don’t hesitate to ask! Dm me or comment, either one!

My Twitter: http://twitter.com/xxmarsworld

[youneedsomeprompts]

Welcome to youneedsomeprompts <3

Hello! I am just creating a pinned post for this blog since it's long overdue. This is a blog with prompts primarily for writing but most of them also work for fanarts, etc.

If you're looking for my masterlist for all my prompts, well, you can find it here!

About this blog:

I create prompt lists that inspire me and my writing, and I share them, hoping they might help some of you as well. I also take requests for prompts. I try my best to put trigger warnings in the tags of my post if indicated but if I'm missing something please let me know.

Some (important) Guidelines for requests:

Yes, I do take requests for specific prompts

I try creating as many of your prompt wishes as possible but only as long as I feel my knowledge/inspiration suffices. (And it might take a while until I get to work on the many requests in my inbox.)

Since my inbox is too full, I won't be able to respond to every request. I'm sorry if your request goes unanswered; I try my best.

My fortes are fluff, domestic, and OTP prompts but I gladly try my hand at other genres.

NSFW/lemon prompt requests are welcome too. It always helps me, though, if you phrase your wishes regarding NSFW prompts clearly :)

If I'm not comfortable with a certain request, I will delete the ask. (But me not answering an ask doesn't have to mean it necessarily was inappropriate, my inbox might just be too full)

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[kylie-writes-stuff]

“wife”

pairing: corpse husband x reader (female)

words: 1,714

requested?: no (send some in tho pls :) )

plot/summary: felix invites his friend, y/n, to play among us when they need an extra player. her and corpse get along well

authors note: so this isnt that good and i know a lot of corpse fics use a similar plot. i just wanted to try to write for corpse. hopefully things i write for him in the future are better. let me know what you think tho! also i really wanted reader to be best friends with karl bc i love him sm. uh every swiggly line is like a small time skip. this was written late at night btw and i didnt take much time to go over it

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You sat up from laying down when you heard your phone ring. You looked at the caller ID.

Felix.

"What's up Felix?" You ask with a small yawn.

"Aww, how sweet," You hear in the background.

You giggle and ask, "Is that Sean? Hi Sean!"

"Yeah, we're playing Among Us and need an extra player. You down?" Felix explained.

"Sure, just give me a few minutes. See you soon, whore"

"Bitc-" You hang up before he can finish.

You got up and turned off your TV, going to get ready. 

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You quickly tweet out that you're going live and say something on your insta story as well. You start your stream and slowly watch people flood in.

"Hey everyone! How are you guys doing?" You wave and smile, reading the chat.

"Everyone doing good, awesome! And i'm sorry to anyone having a bad day. I hope i can brighten it a bit!"

"Okay, sorry i didn't give you a further notice. I didn't even know i was gonna stream. Felix invited me to play Among Us so... here we are!"

You quickly join the discord and pull up the game, putting a cover over where the code goes.

"Hello?" You ask as you join the call. A chorus of greetings came your way.

"(Y/n)?"

"Karl!" You smile brightly.

Karl Jacobs was a good friend of yours. You would play on the Dream SMP sometimes. When you would, it would mostly be you being stupid with Karl and Alex, also known as Quackity. You were even a well know citizen of El Rapids.

"LET'S GOOOOO!" He yelled, making you laugh.

"Hey (Y/n), do you know everyone here?" Sean asks you.

"Um," You quickly scan through the names, "no, i don't think so."

You recognized names but you only personally knew Felix, Sean, Karl, and Ethan.

"Oh my god! Your voice is so cute!" Pokimane exclaims.

You giggle softly, "Thank you Poki!"

You're voice wasn't high pitched or anything like that, you just always spoke very softly and calmly. You were also a bit quiet.

Felix introduces you to those that you didn't know.

"There's one more person we're waiting for," He says.

While everyone waits, you and Karl run around each other's little characters and make jokes between yourselves. You mute yourself to read donations every once in a while.

You hear the discord chime, signaling that someone joined the call.

"WAIT CORPSE! DON'T SPEAK YET!" Felix yelled. "We have a new player. This is my friend (Y/n), say hi to her"

"Hello (Y/n)," Corpse said. You were taken aback by how deep his voice was but you didn't show it.

"Hi Corpse! Nice to meet you!" You said happily.

"Okay, how is she not freaking out?" Bretman said, making everyone laugh.

"Uh, (Y/n), do you mind letting me have black? It's cool if not.." Corpse asked gently.

"O-oh sure, no problem." You were usually black with the pink flamingo hat, but you ran over to the little computer and changed your color.

"Simp," Ethan mumbled, knowing you never switch from black.

"Thank you," He said, then the game started.

The word “Imposter” appeared on your screen in red, yours and Corpse's characters underneath.

As the game started, you thought no one could hear you so you spoke to your chat. "His voice was so deep, what the fuck? Holy shit that was hot, i'm gonna-"

"(Y/n)," Rae laughed, "You know we're playing proximity chat, right."

You blushed as you realized and said "Ha, anyways..." and ran to start faking tasks.

You ended up in electrical with Karl. "(Y/n)! My good friend, my buddy, you would never kill me right? Haha..." He said.

"Of course not, Karl! My good friend, my buddy. Why, I'm not even imposter," I said as i quickly dipped into the vent and back out, making him laugh.

I decided to show him because I knew Karl wouldn't say anything, and it's funny.

"Oh that's good then. Are you sure you're not imposter?"

"Mhm, pretty sure," You said, going back in. As you came out, Sykkuno walked in and froze.

"Uh, (Y/n)?"

"Fuck... Karl run! Go!" You said, Karl starting to leave. You walked closer and quickly killed Sykkuno then vented to security.

"That was close..." You told your chat.

You saw Corpse as you made your way around the map and walked into navigation.

"Hey, Corpse, how ya doing?"

"Ah you know, good. Just being crewmate and all."

You stifled a laugh, "Oh yeah I feel that, buddy."

"Yeah because there's no way that i'm imposter. No way i could be faking tasks and there's no possible way you could be the other imposter" He said quickly.

"For sure. Hypothetically speaking, though, if you were imposter, how many people would you have killed by now?"

"I would say probably around two."

"Interesting," You said right before a body was reported. It was Sykkuno's. Felix and Rae were also dead.

"WHAT!" Corpse yelled.

"Where was the body at?" Sean laughed.

"Uh I found it in electrical," Bretman said.

"I'm pretty sure Karl was in there earlier."

You calmly said, "It's not Karl, I was with him for most of the round."

"How do we know the two of you aren't imposters?" Sean asked.

"I was alone with him, he would have taken the chance to kill me."

"No, he's your best friend."

"He's also ruthless,"

"TRUE! SO TRUE!" Karl yelled.

"So skip?" Corpse asked.

Everyone agreed and the voting was skipped.

The next round, I spent with Ethan. He was pretending to be mad at me because Sean said Karl was my best friend.

"What happened to Blue Boi Buddies, huh?!" He exclaimed.

"Neither of our hair is even blue anymore!" You argued back.

You were in reactor with him when Corpse and Poki walked in. He hit the lights and you took it as a sign to double kill. He killed Poki, you killed Ethan, and the two of you made your way to electrical to help fix lights.

You and Corpse went the opposite direction of reactor after the lights were fixed, Karl going with you.

Poki's body was reported. That double kill only left you, Corpse, Sean, Karl and Bretman. You only needed two more kills.

"I still think it's Karl and (Y/n)," Sean said quickly.

"I was with (Y/n) the whole time," Corpse said, "In fact, I think it's you."

"That does make sense. Why so quick to accuse others, Sean?" You ask.

"It's not me!" He yelled.

"I actually agree with Corpse and (Y/n)," Bretman said.

"I was with you!"

We all voted for Sean, him voting for Karl. Sean was ejected.

When you load into spawn, you wait for the kill cool down and kill Bretman, saving Karl.

"Victory" appeared on your screen.

"God damn it!" Sean yelled.

"Good job, (Y/n)," Corpse said lowly.

You smiled, a slight blush on your cheeks, "You too Corpse."

"Their voices go together and they're a fuckin dream team? What have i done...," Felix sighed.

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A few more games went by. Most of them you and Corpse spent together, whether you were both crewmates or if one of you was imposter.

You really enjoyed his company and you actually got along with him pretty well.

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"(Y/n), before we get serious, I have one question to ask you." Corpse said as both of your characters stopped.

"What's that?" You giggled.

"Do you know Bingus?"

"Bingus? As in, our lord and savior, Bingus?"

You could hear the smile in his voice, "It's settled, you're my wife now."

This made both of you laugh and your chat go crazy.

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Eventually, people had to start leaving. You said your goodbyes to everyone and left the discord call and the game.

You set stream to where it was just your face cam.

"Guys, what should we do now?"

You saw some people asking what time it was for you.

"It's 3 AM right now... I’m not tired though.” You had been streaming for a few hours; You never even noticed how late it got.

People in chat were yelling at you to go to sleep, making you chuckle.

“How about we do a quick QnA, then at 3:30 I go to bed. Deal?”

You watched as the chat filled with questions. They obviously seemed to like the idea.

“‘Who is your best friend? Karl or Ethan?’ Neither, Alex Quackity. Next question.” You answered quickly.

You laughed, “I’d like to clarify that that’s a joke, i love all my friends equally.”

You answered more questions. Some were from new viewers asking basic questions, some were about future streams and videos. 

“‘How do you feel about people shipping you and Corpse?’“ People are already shipping us?” You laughed, “I’ve said before that I’m okay with shipping, as long as the other person is too. I think it’s funny.”

You continued to read chat. “Wait, we’re trending?”

You checked Twitter and “#(your and corpse’s ship name)” was trending in the US.

You laughed as you scrolled through the tag, “Oh this is so funny.”

“Fanart already?! You guys are so talented!”

You read chat, looking for more questions. You saw people telling you that it’s 3:30.

“Okay fine, a deal’s a deal. I hope you all have, or had, a great day and I’ll see you guys later. Depending on what time it is for you, you should also get some sleep. Stay hydrated, love you!” You ended stream.

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You scrolled through Twitter as you laid in bed, liking fanart and dumb memes. Also replying to a few of your friends’ tweets.

karl :) @/KarlJacobs_

@/(your username) what the honk ?

*clip of you saying Quackity was your best friend*           

You liked the tweet and replied, “karl no,,, look away,,,”

You continued scrolling, feeling your eyes get droopy. Your eyes fell closed but quickly opened when your phone vibrated. It was a DM. 

From Corpse.

You two had followed each other earlier.

Corpse: hey (y/n), just wanted to say you’re really cool and i’d love to play again with you soon 

You smiled, a light blush spreading across your cheeks, and replied.

You: i’d love to, corpse

Corpse: ok, see you soon ‘wife’

You: back at ya, ‘husband”

Corpse: :)

You: :)

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