I'm still not over how ridiculously intense Cheng Xiaoshi's words were when he first met Lu Guang. Like sweet Christ, was he having to bet a kidney on this amateur basketball match to make rent?
I get that he's like 16 here, and 16 year olds say the awkwardest of things because that's the age most of us haven't realised we're not the next great philosopher of our time. But Cheng Xiaoshi, boy, TONE IT DOWN HERE, YOU'RE COMING ON WAY TOO STRONG!!
What hole in Lu Guang's life caused him to hear this and go "...Yes." He heard this and then looked like a newborn baby deer staring in awe at something calmingly delightful like HOW DID THIS WORK???
Lu Guang later said what drew him to Cheng Xiaoshi the most was how sincere he was.
Was Lu Guang experience of trying to call Cheng Xiaoshi cringe, and Xiaoshi's response of "I am not cringe, but I am having fun because I got to hang out with you," so powerful that it just shattered some deep-rooted, jaded attitude Lu Guang had been fostering up until now?
Like was this Lu Guang's equivalent of Nagi's awakening in Blue Lock?!
into the deep end - 30k T orufrey fic, focusing on memory trauma, disability, and romance.
the sweet oblivion of the victim, the poisoned freedom of the other.
for one moment - it had felt like two parts returned - the needed reunion of two disparate halves. no more secrets, no more pain.
the moment you get to give back what you never wanted to take. that moment, under the night-blooming flowers, when they had both let out the same single broken sigh of relief.
but they were never whole to begin with, were they?
qifrey swore he wouldn't say 'sorry' to this man any more if he could help it - sorry is cheap now. he didn't want to be in a position ever again where you only have 'sorry' left. so he just looks down into the threads of his blanket, strains his eye until it hurts, feeling his insides - his throat, heart and head - burn with pain. he expects more, but olly says nothing.
Wild that anytime I post an update a lot of people read it and are even excited about it and have their own thoughts and reactions to it that I'll never know.
Comments are only the very tip of the iceberg with it. And I am Very grateful to commenters for letting me in on it. But in the same way that I'll be excited with my friends when a fic we love updates, it's likely that Other people enthuse with Their friends when my fic updates. And it's just so strange. An experience I'll never have access to.
Everyone's relationship with my fic is unique. So many different people with so many different circumstances and preferences... and the number of people that have told me that my fic is one of their favorites, some even saying it's their Favorite favorite... every single one of them have their own relationship with my writing.
It's just interesting to me. I think and think and think on my writing. I have my plans for basically the entire fic, the way I want it to end already thought out, all the major plot beats and the relationship progressions, All of that thought out. I love my writing so very much, but I'm on the inside looking out. This is my mechanical horse, and I'm in here laying out the groundwork and pulling levers and constructing limbs, puttering away making the horse move. Forever and always, my relationship with it will be more intimate than anyone's, and yet more clinical. Because I know it better than the back of my own hand, but I'll never have the experience of reading it fresh. Of reading it without knowing everything that's going to happen from now to the end and beyond. I won't have the thrill of the plot twists I have planned, the delight at seeing things progress, the horror at seeing things go wrong...
This is my mechanical horse, and I'm making it move.
I just always wonder what it must be like to see it from the outside. I hope to others that it's a pretty horse.
i am officially, FINALLY all caught up again in both the manga and the anime for bsd and OH BOY there are thoughts and opinions but also WHO CARES because my tags are finally FREE to be unfiltered
Hi! I'm sure you've posted something like this already but do you have any recommendations for comics/fics that are Papyrus-centric? Trying to find stuff that's more about him that isn't out of character is really hard. He's my favorite character and I'm so tired of Fanon -.-
Well I gotta recommend my all time favorite UT fic. It's not strictly canon Papyrus, and okay, this is going to sound fucking silly, but it's a Fedora Papyrus Angst Fic. Yeah. I am being for real. It's so good. I have sent it to multiple people who were like "That's so dumb I hate this character" who come out of it Changed. A few people have cried.
Irredeemable by @drundertalescum
As for comics, I have an a few AU recs that both are very true to Papyrus' character, the first being @invertedfate and the other being @undertalethingems Unexpected Guests comic, Papyrus being a major secondary character (Frisk obviously being the main character) of Inverted Fate, and while UG isn't Papyrus-centric it features a lot of him and he is treated very well and written incredibly good.
I gotta be real with you I mainly read reader inserts (I am madly in love with this goofy ass skeleton) so I don't actually have much else to recommend. Though if you want to know other good people to ask I'd say ask Sam (Thingem) since they love canon UT Papyrus and aren't a reader-insert reader, they have very good standards for him.
I'd recommend my own Ambassador Papyrus fic but I haven't updated it in forever (pensive emoji). I want to but I've been distracted by other things.
people will say literally anything to hate on hotd for no reason I just saw someone say the dragons in got were better. bitch they look like burnt vegetables
[Image description: A digital drawing of Rosario, Antonio and José from the film Colegas. Antonio is in a casket, while the other two hug the side of it. They both look at his face mournfully with their faces turned towards the casket's walls. Three teardrops fall down both of their cheeks. Antonio is laying flat, hands arranged over his abdomen and his eyes closed. His skin is lifeless, and there's a bloody bullet hole in his chest. He's wearing, as are the other two, the last outfit he wore prior to his death. They have blood stains in the same position on their chests, but no wounds. Their hands are also stained red. Rosario reaches one hand towards his wound, while her other arm is trapped behind the casket. Meanwhile, José's hand is angled away, but his other arm stretches to the top of the casket. Each of them have one leg up over it. The background is a very light brown, and the style uses a lot of heavy shading in its lineart.]
I’m reading soukoku fics like Exclude graphic violence exclude major character death exclude angst Include fluff include healthy relationships include happy ending include them being in love include them being sweet and soft to each other include humor include confessions include love include-
Hi, Coal! This is anonymous from the Whumpuary question
There's no need to respond to this, lol-
I really just wanted to say thank you for taking the time to respond to my previous question :))
(I enjoyed reading the dragged out version of your response, lol- better for my brain to process and take in for sum reason)
I'm good with whatever decision you make. I was honestly just curious because I do enjoy your stories and writing style, so there's that-
(#love Noah)
And, I get where you're coming from with writing series and all, so like- yeah
Regardless of your decision, as long as you don't stress yourself out about it, I'll be fine with whatever
So, uh, yeah- thanks for responding and– take care :)
I am so bad with responses but I wanted to say something just to lyk that I appreciate that you read the long response and then also took the time to reply. That sounds so stiff and insincere written out like this, but I promise it’s not lmao