#i quite literally handed in an excerpt of an AU fic I wrote with the names changed for my uni application

[mcmactictac]

My urge to make a live action version of a SAD-ist animatic is so high. Like I don’t know enough people who’d be willing to do it to pull it off properly but if I could? It would be my pride and joy. I think that would be so cool. Most of the stuff in them is easily achievable to do and the rest seems easy enough to edit. But NOOO I have to be hyper fixated on a minecraft server that the general population deems “socially unacceptable”.

#this is just a rant tbh #idk it makes me so sad #cause i get such good creative inspiration/motivation to do projects with my hyperfixations #it really helps with my burnout and executive dysfunction if the creative outlet is related to a fixation #but everyone wants original ideas which I totally get but guys I’m not the idea person #i just execute thoughts and plans that are already there #i quite literally handed in an excerpt of an AU fic I wrote with the names changed for my uni application #but no I get inspiration and I have to go big or go home and everyone I know irl looks at me like #are you okay. like what #guys I’m just vibing please

[thethistlegirlwrites]

Andromeda - Describe your main characters

Aries - Share a line that you’re proud of!

Cassiopeia - What’s your favorite scene so far?

Draco - Who’s your favorite character to write?

Gemini - What inspired you to write this project?

Libra - Which relationship dynamic do you enjoy writing the most?

Pyxis - Are there any major themes or messages you’re writing to show?

Ursa Major - What scene are you looking forward to writing?

Caelum - Do you write outlines? Why or why not?

Canis Major - Do you like writing character-driven stories or plot-driven stories?

Canis Minor - Share an excerpt of old writing and new writing to see how far you’ve come!

Musca - Do you like sharing your writing?

Phoenix - How do you develop your ideas?

Sagittarius - Do you like to collaborate?

Virgo - Describe your favorite tropes.

Andromeda - Describe your main characters

Jim: Literally looks like he would be the blandest person in the story, brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, always looks annoyed. Is also precious and adorable and incredibly thoughtful. He often carries a cane because of chronic leg pain he has no explanation for.

Matti: Quite tall (6'4"), Dark curly hair, green-grey eyes. Matti has an aura about him that seems both dangerous and exciting, but he's also a very kind and gentle person and people around him can sense that too. In summer he's very tanned and freckled from working outdoors on the farm, and his hands are rough and always a little grimy under the nails.

Lina: Long dark hair, usually in a ponytail, brown eyes, light brown skin. Lina has an abstract floral tattoo on her left shoulder and upper arm, and usually wears comfortable, colorful clothes, especially yellows and oranges. She's very observant and surprises people with her capacity to defend herself. There's usually black stains on her hands but whether they're from engine oil from working on her van or typewriter ink from one of her articles is a toss-up. 

Will: Tall and slender, messy bright red hair that turns coppery in the summer, hazel eyes, and lots of freckles. Will is shy and often tries to make himself smaller to blend in, which results in a permanent slump to his shoulders. He has a deep dark-brown burn scar halfway up his right arm from an accident with an oven door when he was really too young to be using it anyway.

Aries - Share a line that you’re proud of!

"There’s something dark in all of us."

Cassiopeia - What’s your favorite scene so far?

This scene I posted a while ago with Matti giving Jim a ride after the mail Jeep breaks down in the rain!

Draco - Who’s your favorite character to write?

This changes on a daily basis lol. I feel the vibes for different characters at different times. Right now, it's Jim, having a crisis over who (and what) he actually is.

Gemini - What inspired you to write this project?

I actually intended this, initially, as a fic. I was working on an AU setting for some characters, and as it got more and more detailed and I put more and more research into it, I decided that it deserved to be an original story!

Libra - Which relationship dynamic do you enjoy writing the most?

The trio of Jim, Lina, and Matti. The way they keep running into each other and how their lives get tangled together is just so much fun to explore.

Pyxis - Are there any major themes or messages you’re writing to show?

Mostly, the dangers of defining humanity in ways that are self-serving. How anyone can justify themselves by dehumanizing the people they want an excuse to hate, abuse, or exploit. But it's also about how seeing the humanity in others is what makes us human, ourselves.

Ursa Major - What scene are you looking forward to writing?

A LOGICAL WAY TO GET THEM OUT OF THE MESS I GOT THEM INTO. I wrote these folks into a complicated corner and honestly might have to just trash half these scenes/ideas in edits. But at least I'm trying to put all logical options on the table and avoid plot holes.

Caelum - Do you write outlines? Why or why not?

No, because every time I try my characters decide to be perversely gleeful about disregarding them!

Canis Major - Do you like writing character-driven stories or plot-driven stories?

Character Driven, for sure. I start with my characters and then figure out a plot that suits them. It's why I write so many AU fanfics. As long as I have good characters, I can work out a plot around that.

Canis Minor - Share an excerpt of old writing and new writing to see how far you’ve come!

Two different descriptions of half-animal, half-human characters in rough shape, welcome to 'it's a Thistle book"...I wouldn't say either is better per se, because both depend on the vocabulary and thought process of the observer since I write third person limited POVs mostly, but it's interesting to see what I focused on. And as we can see I'm still far too fond of italics-indicated inner dialogue!

From The Art of Being Human (old unpublished project, 2017)

I’ve never seen a Mixed in this bad shape. At least not outside the Blue. Besides how awful his back looked, he had cuts and bruises all over his face and he was frighteningly thin. His skin looked almost blue; his clothes were filthy and ripped and he was soaking wet from the rain. He looks so human, but he’s still definitely a Mixed. What kind is he? There was some bloodstained cream-colored fur on his shoulders and back, and he had thick lips like a horse or cow Mix. He was so tall and thin, probably some kind of horse. Oh, those spots aren’t blood. He had large tan patches in the fur on his shoulders and his face was covered with freckles. I think… I think he’s a giraffe. I’ve never seen one this close before. He wasn’t quite as tall as the escorts she’d seen from a distance in the Blue, but that could be because he was young or because he wasn’t a first gen. He didn’t look like he had the short stubby horns those had either, but she couldn’t tell for sure under so much tangled hair. 

From Scrapbook of the Unexplained (2022)

He’s no longer in the cell in the laboratory. Instead, he’s in what looks like some sort of kennel, with human-sized cages lining both walls. Matti can’t see what’s in the ones next to him, if anything, but across the hallway there’s a lanky kid with a mop of dull, matted fox-colored hair and faded freckles splattered across his thin face and shoulders.  It takes him a minute to place the memory of who he’s seeing. The kid seems familiar, but it’s hard to say, when he’s grimy and neglected and covered in nasty-looking deep red gashes that look intentional. Definitely another test subject. Then the kid looks up, and Matti remembers where he’s seen those wide, scared brown eyes before. Will Bauer. How did he end up in here? 

Musca - Do you like sharing your writing?

Yes! I love sharing my characters with other people who love them (whether that love is shown by wanting to protect them from me, or by encouraging me to torment them more - and of course give them a happy ending eventually)

Phoenix - How do you develop your ideas?

Research. Lots of research. I start with some general idea and then go crazy digging into the lore around it, because I usually like to start with folktales and superstitions. In this case, I'd known about the feldgeister for about a year now, and only just found a story I could use that specific cryptid lore in!

Sagittarius - Do you like to collaborate?

Yes! I've collaborated on fics with a few different people. And I like it when people share ideas that they think might work in my original projects!

Virgo - Describe your favorite tropes.

Oh my, where to begin... found family, not-quite-human characters, unexpectedly soft male characters, past trauma, long term captivity, humans being inhuman, 'monstrous' characters who are actually the kindest, teasing huge plot twists, complicated family dynamics...the list goes on!

Thank you for the ask!

#asks #scrapbook of the unexplained #jim mcbride #lina shaw #matti brinkerhoff #will bauer

[livesincerely]

Have you ever thought about what a domestic au proposal/wedding might look like?

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay okay okay, this is probably going to turn into a whole thing a la the holiday fic. So in the meantime, enjoy this quick little bits & bobs excerpt that I wrote on my layover!

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“So, when are you gonna get married?” Tony asks apropos of nothing, looking between him and Davey with keen interest.

Jack barely manages to keep from choking on his cereal. Davey, who’d been in the middle of spreading a bit of lox on a bagel, slowly sets down his knife.

Charlie aims a kick at Tony under the table.

“You’re asking them now?” he hisses. “I thought we were gonna ease them into it.”

“There is no easing them into it when it comes to Jack and Davey,” Tony says, his expression tight with the exasperation of the long suffering. “You gotta give it to ‘em straight, right from the get go, ‘cause they’ll never figure it out on their own.”

“Hey,” Jack says weakly, but he doesn’t have a leg to stand on and they all know it.

“So, I’m asking,” Tony determinedly continues as if Jack hadn’t said anything. “When are you gettin’ married?”

There’s a long pause where he and Davey just stare at each other, neither of them quite sure how to respond.

He gets this from you, Davey’s expression says, clear as day.

I know he does, Jack says with a commiserating look, holding back a sigh.

“Well?” Tony demands when the silence stretches on for too long.

“It’s probably a little soon to be thinking about marriage,” Davey eventually says, far more delicately than Jack would’ve managed. “We haven’t talked about it at all yet⁠—”

“Because we only just got together yesterday, Tony,” Jack dryly interjects. “In case you forgot.”

“—And we should probably start with the question of if we want to get married before we jump to the when,” Davey finishes.

Tony’s nose scrunches up, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

“Of course you’re gonna get married,” he says, as if this is plainly obvious. “You basically are married already, I just wanna know when the wedding’s gonna be.”

“Um.” Davey’s gone faintly pink. “Well, like I said, Jack and I haven’t talked about anything like that yet. We’re comfortable the way we are now, no need to rush into anything⁠—”

“And since we literally only just got together yesterday,” Jack repeats again, a little louder, just to make sure the point lands. “Getting married right off the bat would be all kinds of crazy.”

Tony levels him with the flattest look in existence. “You’re crazy if you think you haven’t already been married to Davey for years.”

Jack’s voice catches in his throat, a little blindsided by the truth of that statement.

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“Anthony Ethan Higgins,” Jack warns.

Tony rolls his eyes so hard his whole body moves with the motion. “I’m literally just trying to help, you don’t gotta be so weird about it⁠—”

“Jesus Christ, Tony,” Jack says, throwing his hands up in defeat. “Will you please just⁠— Just go somewhere that isn’t here.”

“But are you gonna talk about it?” Tony insists, digging in his heels. “Because if you’re just gonna not talk about it the second I leave then I think I should—“

“Tonio, juro por Dios—”

“Tony, honey,” Davey finally steps into the chaos, far calmer than he has any right to be, and somehow, miraculously, Tony’s mullish expression softens into something a little chagrined. Jack gapes at the change, suddenly wrong-footed. “I think you’ve given Jack enough heart attacks for today, yeah? Why don’t you give us a second, and I promise we will talk about it.”

Tony deflates. “Yeah, okay.”

“Thank you, baby.”

Tony shuffles away, mollified for now. Davey pauses, then says, “Charlie, that means you too.”

“But I didn’t do anything!” Charlie protests. “I’m just sittin’ here trying to eat.”

He takes an extra exaggerated bite of his bagel as if to prove his point, eyes wide and innocent.

“Charlie.”

“But my food!”

“Take it with you,” Davey suggests, very patiently.

Charlie looks as though that thought hadn’t occurred to him.

“Okay,” he says, scooping up his plate and scurrying after his brother. He hesitates in the doorway, then adds, “My vote is for an autumn wedding, if that counts for anything.”

“Charlie.”

“Going!”

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“He’s right, you know,” Davey says, giving his hand a squeeze.

“I know he’s right,” Jack grumbles, turning Davey’s wrist up and lacing their fingers together. “Don’t mean he ain’t a little shit.”

“Well, naturally,” Davey agrees.

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“Are you sayin’ you’d marry me?” Jack asks, heart pounding an unsteady rhythm in his chest.

“Are you asking me?” Davey asks, calmly sipping his coffee like he isn’t rocking Jack’s world once again, right here over breakfast.

#javid #newsies #*editor's note #*the writing desk #bits & bobs #*ask #the domestic au #yep yep yep can already feel another whole fic thing happening with this one #I am Weak #and I love the domestic au SO MUCH #(also still have so many stories in this universe that I want to tell)

[amandagaelic]

Fanfic Tag (bc, Sunday)

I was tagged by @waitingforthestarstofall and @disappearinginq who are two of my favorite enablers over here. And according to at least one of them, there are no rules in this game, which means my replying many moons later is all good (right?). 

Questions:

Ao3 Name: gaelicspirit (same on FF.net)

Fandoms: Supernatural, The Young Riders, White Collar, Hawaii Five-0, Sons of Anarchy (all only on FF.net), The Musketeers, Daredevil, Teen Wolf, Timeless, MacGyver, Magnum, P.I. (on both Ao3 and FF.net)

Number of fics: 75 (+ 1 WIP)

1. Fic you spent the most time on: From Yesterday

2. Fic you spent the least time on: Raincheck

3. Longest Fic:  From Yesterday   (286,050 words)

4. Shortest Fic: Sacrifice (2,315 words)

5. Most hits: Devil to Pay (on Ao3...no clue on FF.net)

6. Most kudos: Devil’s Own (huh, I’ve never compared these stats before...maybe I should write more Daredevil)

7. Most comment threads:  Devil’s Own (on Ao3), Ramble On (on FF.net)

8. Fave Fic you wrote: This is a toughie. I love them all when I’m writing them...I think maybe it’s a 3-way tie between War Scars, From Yesterday, and Conairt. The first two were as AU as I generally get (I’ve a tendency to be a bit canon-bound) and that was fun to explore possibilities with those characters, and the 3rd was basically the story I wanted to read but couldn’t find anywhere...so I wrote it myself. 

9. Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: Hmmm. I don’t know that I’d actually rewrite any of them. They exist in my mind the moment they’re being created and then once out there in the world for all to see, that’s who they are, scars and all. I have occasionally thought about expanding on my White Collar story, Fortunate Son to explore what happened next. Though, now that the show has ended, it would be 100% AU. I guess anything I would really want to take further would be a new story in and of itself, so it wouldn’t really count as “expanding” on it. 

10. Share a bit of your WIP or share a story idea that you’re planning:

I started another MacGyver fic last weekend called “Hello to the Night.” I’m about 25K-ish words into it and still playing it out. It’s a bit of pandemic therapy for me, to be honest. It’s really hard to get out of my own head these days, it seems.  Premise: Set  around S4 episodes 9 and 10. Turns out emotional trauma + concussions + experimental drugs don’t mix quite as easily as one might think. Mac’s dark side does more than toss him a creepy grin from the other side of a window when getting “lost in his head” is taken up a notch.

Excerpt:

Another streak of light cut like a white-hot tracer bullet across the darkest part of the sky.

“You out here making wishes on shooting stars?” Bozer asked, tapping the back of his fingers into the palm of his opposite hand.

It caught his attention then that Mac was clad only in a T-shirt and shorts; it almost looked like they were the clothes he’d gone to sleep in, not grabbed for a planned midnight run.

“These aren’t stars,” Mac corrected him, his voice sounding strangely detached from the moment. “That light is caused by dust and rock falling through the atmosphere and burning up—happens when the Earth passes through a trail of debris left by a comet as it orbits the Sun.”

Bozer felt his mouth tug up in a reflexive grin. “Is that right?”

“My dad gave me my first telescope when I was eight,” Mac continued in the same, oddly modulated tone, as if he were speaking in a dream. “Showed me how to find the constellations, track comets. I took it apart one day and he wouldn’t help me put it back together again. Said I obviously needed to know how it worked, so I should figure it out.”

Bozer remembered that telescope. He remembered James MacGyver’s stern face as Mac worked to rebuild it from the collection of parts scattered around them in piles organized by size and use. He remembered fearing that face.

“I did, too. Figure it out.”

“Yeah, I know, man,” Bozer smiled, watching Mac watch the starts. He frowned a little when he saw a hard shiver chase its way through Mac’s slim frame, though the blond man didn’t seem to notice.

“It’s like they were mine, y’know?”

Bozer’s frown deepened. “What—”

“And for a little bit there, it felt like he gave them to me,” Mac continued as though Bozer hadn’t spoken. “Like the whole universe was mine because he let me see it. But…,” Mac shook his head, his eyes distant as they tracked down from the sky and skimmed the horizon in front of them. “Then he took them away. He took them with him when he left. And I can’t figure out how to get them back. I keep trying, but…they’re just…,” he looked back up at the night sky, “they’re so far away.”

Bozer reached out and rested his fingertips on Mac’s bare arm, flinching back a little when he felt how chilled his friend’s skin was. He couldn’t see it before, but with that touch he realized Mac was shivering consistently now.

“Hey, Mac, you okay, man?”

Mac blinked, looking down at Bozer’s fingers on his arm, then frowned. He glanced around him slowly, tracking over to his left until their eyes met.

“Bozer?”

“Yeah?”

“What…what are you doing here?”

Bozer blinked, his eyebrows climbing his forehead. He tightened his grip on Mac, wrapping his fingers around his friend’s forearm until he felt the other man’s shivers through the bones of his hand.

“I was looking for you,” Bozer said truthfully, trying to keep the worry from his voice as he watched Mac look around him, over his shoulder to where the Griffith’s domed building loomed in the shadows, then back across the dark horizon to the lights of Los Angeles. “You decide to go for a midnight run or something?”

Mac swallowed hard, reaching up with a trembling hand to rub at his forehead. Bozer recalled his tired voice claiming his headache had a headache earlier that day—no, last night—in the lab. He dropped his hand and looked around again and Bozer realized what he was seeing was a growing awareness and recognition—and it frightened him.

“What the hell are we doing out here?” Mac asked, his voice sounding thin, baffled.

“Mac,” Bozer gripped his arm tighter. “I found you out here.”

Mac looked at him, blue eyes cloudy with confusion. “What?”

“I found you, man.”

Mac darted his tongue out, wetting dry lips, his shivering increasing until Bozer saw his teeth start to chatter.

“I don’t…I don’t remember…,” he shook his head. “I don’t remember leaving the house.”

Bozer folded his lower lip against his teeth, biting it to keep whatever noise that wanted to escape a prisoner. “Well, how ‘bout we head back there now?”

Mac nodded shakily and moved to slide off the fence. Bozer saw in a split second the ground was too far below him for Mac to land safely. He thrust out his arm and braced his friend, swinging his leg back over the fence to the paved walkway and pulling Mac backwards with him. Mac scrambled to find his footing, standing on trembling legs as he gripped Bozer’s shoulders.

“Holy shit,” Mac took a stuttering breath as if he’d forgotten that was what his lungs were supposed to do, straightening slowly. “How the hell did I…?”

Bozer shook his head. “How about we don’t worry about that right now, huh?”

Mac nodded, his eyes still on the drop-off on the other side of the fence.

“C’mon, man,” Bozer turned Mac toward the parking lot, keeping one hand on his friend’s arm, the other on his lower back. “It’s late and I’m cold.” He wasn’t, but it was always easier to get Mac to act if he was doing so on behalf of someone else.

“Yeah,” Mac nodded. “Yeah, sure, of course. Boze, I’m—”

“Don’t,” Bozer pushed him gently forward. “Don’t worry about it, man. Yesterday was weird for everybody.”

“Yesterday?” Mac asked, the word tripping out on a faltering breath as his shivers increased.

Bozer pressed his fingertips harder into Mac’s lower back, feeling the corded muscles there tighten against the pressure. “Yeah, y’know…crazy DARPA drug, Tesla weapon….”

“That was yesterday?” Mac asked, blinking owlishly at him.

“Time flies when you’re trippin’, man.”

Mac didn’t reply and didn’t resist as Bozer continued to guide him toward the parking lot. He stumbled over his own feet—any coltish grace that once guided him having vacated in the wake of whatever this was. Bozer steadied him, noting that while Mac didn’t quite lean into him, he needed the support.

“Easy, man,” Bozer wrapped an arm around Mac’s slim waist, pulling him flush against his side. “You’re moving like me after a night of whiskey.”

“That…doesn’t sound good,” Mac returned in the same spacey, confused tone. “You make some pretty bad choices ‘cause of whiskey.”

As they reached the car, Bozer shifted his hip to keep Mac propped up, pulling the passenger door open and maneuvering his friend into the seat.

“Yeah, well,” he reached across Mac’s shivering form to fasten his seat belt, “in whiskey’s defense, I’ve also made some pretty questionable choices completely sober.”

Mac huffed a semi-amused chuckle, his head dropping back against the seat. Bozer jogged around the back of the car to climb behind the wheel.

“Let’s crank that heat up, how ‘bout—” Bozer stopped as he glanced over and saw Mac had quite literally passed out, head tilted against the window.

His hands lay lax in his lap, fingers curled toward his palms, the left one twitching in what looked like an attempt to reach out, but not quite getting there.

“Jesus, Mac,” Bozer breathed, turning up the heat anyway as his friend shivered even in his sleep. He shrugged out of his hoodie, draping it over Mac’s bare arms and t-shirt covered torso.

Tagging: Okay, if you’ve already been tagged--or literally have no interest in this--feel free to ignore. This is a bit of a free-for-all here. @thethistlegirl @impossiblepluto @flowing-river24 @panchostokes @nativestarwrites @beamirang @21forestglades @blazeofobscurity @angus-mac-intosh @purplecolouredglasses @writtenbyblair @dashboardonfire @bands-space-and-monsters-oh-my @macgyverfever @thekristen999

#fanfic #fanfic tag #macgyver #wip excerpt #writing #multiple fandoms #favorite stories #supernatural #sons of anarchy #h50 #the musketeers #magnum pi #timeless #daredevil #white collar #doing this instead of something else #not exactly hiding #but still kind of hiding

[milky-mochi]

challenge n°5 - hueningkai + picnic

your followers will have to send you through asks an idol name + an au. with those, write the summary of an imaginary fic and an excerpt from it. who knows? maybe you will want to continue one of them?

summary: for your first anniversary, hueningkai wanted to go on a picnic, just like the ones in the dramas he watched over your shoulder. but the weather had other plans, and quite literally rained on your parade.

“how could it rain today?” kai pouted. “out of all days, today? really?”

his wet hair was plastered to his face in thick strands. the rain struck the both of you barely thirty minutes into your outdoor picnic, pricking your faces with its mean little droplets. you both had hurriedly packed the food and ran into a shelter not too far away, with the picnic mat draped over your heads as a temporary umbrella.

now here sat a sulking hueningkai, picking at his cheesecake disappointedly.

even if he was acting like a child, you found him adorable. you knew the only reason he was this disappointed was because he thought he had let you down. he’d told you repeatedly how he wanted this to go perfectly so that you could get your “drama experience”. he spent a long time finding the perfect park, creating the menu, and preparing the food. hueningkai was too sweet for his own good.

placing your own cake down, you readjusted your sitting position to get closer to him, lacing your fingers with his. “ning,” you said in a soft tone, “don’t be sad okay? nothing could have ruined today, because i'm still with you.”

hueningkai gave you a small smile as he squeezed your hand. “i’m sorry i couldn’t give you the k-drama date.”

a small laugh slipped from your lips. with your index finger, you swiped some frosting off the cake you were eating and smeared it on his lips, shushing him.

hueningkai’s eyes stared at you, confused. looking deeply into his eyes, you took his chin between your fingers and kissed him, tasting creamy frosting and crumbs of his cheesecake.

“don’t be silly, kai. this is everything i could ever have wanted.

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a/n: hey!! i hope this lives up to what you expected,, i got carried away and accidentally wrote a short drabble but i hope you liked it!! :D i love hueningkai to bits

#hueningkai #hueningkai fluff #txt hueningkai #hueningkai imagines #txtwritersnetwork #txt huening kai #hueningkai angst #hueningkai scenarios #txt fluff #txt angst #txt fic #txt imagines #choi yeonjun #choi soobin #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #tomorrow x together fanfic #kai #txt au #Kpop imagines #Kpop fluff #bighit #requested #pxppinstars

[aparticularbandit]

Fic Writer meme!

Tagged By: @fictionpenned

Primarily focusing on fic-related fandoms - so fics I have or currently feel comfortable potentially writing fic for. ^^

...also focusing on my AO3 account and not my ff.net account because, although it has some other stuff (like the Matilda fic), it's not...being intentionally included.

Fandoms: Jane the Virgin, Deputy, Timeless, Frozen (it's been a while), OUAT (also been a while, other than Regina in LatF), Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Hannibal, Inside Out, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Harry Potter, The Tick, ODAAT, X-Files; Agent Carter (someday I might post Dottie stuff. SOMEDAY), Haunting of Hill House (primarily Theo, who was also in LatF), Proven Innocent (I've been debating a PI/Deputy crossover since before Deputy started), Off The Map (by which I mean I want to steal Ryan and use her in the massive ODAAT/JTV verse), Fairyland (debating writing Mallow fic but the fandom's tiny), uh.... There's a lot. ><

Number of Fics: 75.

Fic I Spent The Most Time On: Uh. Probably Luisa and the Fox unless you're counting series, in which case it's the soulmate timer au. (It'll probably be the HP au once it gets posted.)

Fic I Spent The Least Time On: Probably the individual chapters of either the pick up lines or kiss/fall prompts fics. Some of those I literally write a few hours before posting. But don't ask me which chapters had less time than others because for the most part I probably won't remember.

Longest Fic: A Christmas at Longbourne (but it'll probably be the HP au when it gets posted, unless finishing If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home Now is longer than those individual fics) - 73,689 words.

Shortest Fic: The Diary of Cornelia Mills (which is horrible and unfinished and please no one go read that it's bad) - 203 words.

Most Hits: Lost Causes - 1836.

Most Kudos: Lost Causes - 149.

Most Comment Threads: Kiss/Fall Prompts - 28.

Most Bookmarks: Back to Lost Causes - 29.

Total Word Count: 502,299 (and that's only posted stuff. It's...not including anything of Epic Superhero Crossover or the HP au or a good chunk of soulmate timer au).

Favorite Fic I Wrote: Luisa and the Fox. Hands down. (HP au might get close, but it's not posted yet.)

Fic You Want to Rewrite/Expand On: ...uh. There's a lot in terms of expansion, so if I just stick to rewriting...probably Geronimo - restart it, anyway, because I started it before canon addressed some things that, ah, make that no longer canon compliant. ><

Share a Bit of a WIP or Story Idea You're Planning On:

...it's been long enough, time y'all get an excerpt from HP au. Unfortunately, I can't figure out how to read more on mobile, so I'll put it at the end after I tag some peeps.

ALSO IT IS A ROUGH DRAFT I HAVEN'T EVEN SECOND WRITTEN IT YET SO IT'S ROUGH.

Tagging: @only-freakin-sunflowers, @butimnotasexyrussian, @pulitzerpanther (BECAUSE YOU'RE FINALLY WRITING AND UPDATING AGAIN)

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Clara returned to the Slytherin dormitory under the cover of the fabric, still excited by how it seemed to make her completely invisible. She saw Draco returning and followed him through the entrance, almost running into him when she noticed that he had stopped just inside the door. Since she wasn’t much taller than him, she had to walk around him to see what he was seeing.

“What are you doing up?” Draco whined, even though he sounded like he was trying to be more macho.

Across from Draco was none other than Janet, standing just in front of one of the huge, leather chairs, her arms crossed across her chest. “I could ask you the same thing.” She stepped forward, her thick black boots making a clunking sound on the cobblestone floor. It was something she must have chosen last minute; she was wearing her long, grey nightgown – the one that didn’t fit quite right, with sleeves too long for her arms that she’d pushed back to show hands that seemed tiny in comparison to the huge gown itself – instead of her normal black school clothes or her robes. “It’s past curfew. How many points did you cost us?”

“I didn’t cost us anything.” Draco started forward, pushing past Janet, his hands clenched into fists.

But Janet touched his shoulder with one hand, and he froze. She didn’t smile; she didn’t even have to look at him. Her wand flicked once as she said something under her breath.

All of a sudden, Draco was on his back on the floor in front of her, a bright red mark marring his now bare left shoulder. There was a new rip across and through his black robes, and it ripped further as he bent up on his elbows and scooted away from her. His grey eyes widened. He flinched as Janet took another step forward. “I got detention!” he said under her withering stare.

“How many points, egghead?” Janet twisted her wand, and the red mark spread beneath his robes.

Draco squirmed. “Fifty!” He gritted his teeth together, probably trying not to scream. “Fifty points, I cost us fifty points, let me go!”

Janet flicked her wand again and lowered it to her side. All at once, Draco jumped up and sped away to the boys’ rooms, holding his hand against his shoulder. She didn’t watch him go, instead letting out a deep breath and collapsing back into the chair behind her. Her other hand reached out as though to touch something next to her, but when there was nothing, she looked back up, her dark eyes wild. “Cat?”

It was then that Clara felt something butt against her right leg, and she jumped. There was a soft meow below her. She looked down to see Cat the cat staring up at her with his one, great golden green eye. He leaned back on his back legs and tapped his one front paw on her leg. He didn’t meow at her again.

Clara looked up to see Janet staring at what must, to her, look like empty space in front of him. She bent down, lifted the fabric from her head (it had a hood like a cloak), and reached her hand out from behind the fabric to scratch just between his ears. “Hey, Cat,” she said, but she was afraid. If that was how Janet treated Draco, how was she going to react to her? Good thing Cat was between them. Janet wouldn’t hurt Cat.

But immediately, Janet was there, wrapping her hands around where Clara guessed she thought the rest of her body was and leaning forward against her. As soon as she found Clara’s shoulders, though, she shoved her backwards and glared at her. “Where were you?” She might have been speaking quietly, but there was a fierce intensity to her voice that, along with the memory of what had just happened to Draco, scared Clara.

“I didn’t lose us any points, and I didn’t get detention,” Clara said quickly, taking a deep breath, her eyes searching Janet’s. “So you don’t have to hex me. I didn’t—”

#musings #bandit writes fic #meme #memes #meme response #bandit #roisa hp au #luisa and the fox #soulmate timer au #river - lost causes is the jess backstory fic from like YEARS ago

[scyllua]

Falling In, chap.5 Author: RavenTears (Blog @Tumblr, account @FFnet) Edited/Translated into English by Scyllua. Link to original fic: At FFnet Fandom: Golden Kamuy Pairing: Ogata Hyakunosuke / Sugimoto Saichi Characters: Ogata Hyakunosuke, Sugimoto Saichi, Asirpa... and the rest of the 7th Division as supporting characters. Rating: PG-13, T Notes: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, 5 chapters, 14k+ words, COMPLETE

Summary: With enough free time on his hands, Chief Analyst Ogata Hyakunosuke would rather invest it on colleague Sugimoto Saichi. That's it, until Sugimoto decides to put conditions for their relationship for reasons Ogata believes he can, after all, fathom.

Excerpt from chap.5:

After they finished their cups of coffee, Sugimoto took Ogata to this bedroom in the first floor. "I think you'll need more blankets." Ogata sat down on the bed to check on the bedsheets and blankets and found out Sugimoto had half of what he normally used for himself. "Have this one, too," Sugimoto told him as he rummaged through his closet. Sugimoto fetched two more blankets in total: he handed over the largest and thickest to Ogata and slung the other over his shoulder. Ogata figured out Sugimoto would sleep in one of the sofas in the living room and he wasn’t liking the idea one bit. "It's not enough." "And what else do you want?" Sugimoto growled. "All the fucking blankets in the house?" "Yes," Ogata confirmed. "And you, too." "Fuck yourself." Sugimoto slammed the door shut behind him. Ogata kept seated on the bed as he silently pondered on several things that, in quite an unbelievable fashion for him, were rather positive in spite of the most recent rejection taking place just now. Given the circumstances, though, he could let it all pass: Sugimoto asking him to stay was more than he had expected. Sugimoto had meant for him to stay for more than a mere night, and knowing that they could have a future together after all was enough for Ogata to be satisfied for now. Before he could entertain any other thought, however, the bedroom door opened again. "What happened?" Ogata snapped. "I clearly heard a 'fuck yourself'." "Yeah, but the sofa is really uncomfortable," Sugimoto admitted. "And I forgot to change." Sugimoto changed into his nightwear and offered Ogata a more comfortable set of clothing to sleep in. Without much talking, Sugimoto turned off the lights and both of them climbed into bed together, but with their backs turned to each other. "I'm cold." "What's the problem with you?" Sugimoto growled again. "You must have died of hypothermia in your previous life." "Probably," Ogata agreed. "And I hope to have killed a lot of people before that." "I can bet on it. " Ogata felt Sugimoto moving in the darkness and settling to embrace him from behind.

Falling In, chap.5

In the Japanese fandom, パロ (paro, short for パロディー , "parody") is a term used to denote characters who are presented in another setting, eg. anyone wearing 3D Maneuver Gear would be referred to as a 進撃の巨人パロ (Shingeki no Kyojin Paro) which, by the way, it's an actual tag in Pixiv. パロ, however, is also as an umbrella term of sorts for all AU (Alternate Universe) depictions, not only parodic ones. Hence, we have 現パロ (Gen Paro), whose direct equivalent in English would be "Modern AU". That said, one popular theme for Gen Paro in the Golden Kamuy Japanese fandom is the Office/Salary Men AU. THAT SAID (again), you'll also be able to find 転生現パロ (Tensei Gen Paro) in the GK fandom, which could be translated as "Reincarnation Modern AU": the cast living in contemporary times, but having memories of their past selves during the Meiji Era. (Some trivia: while I've seen GK webcomics and DJ labeled as 転生現パロ in Pixiv, inputting the term in a tags search will return mostly Shingeki no Kyojin matches.)

...but no, as far as I've discussed it with author RavenTears, Falling In and its sequel would fall under the category of 現パロ only, "Modern AU". I'm mentioning all of this because of Sugimoto's speculations of why Ogata's catchprase in this fic series relates to being cold, all the more because RavenTears wrote this chapter when the manga was entering the arc compiled in chap.181-190. Up north Karafuto and in the coldest setting seen in GK so far, with the latent possibility of hypothermia among the many ways to find death in this story (and with one of said ways being related to crossing paths with a certain sniper). BUT NO (...again), Ogata being always cold in this fanfiction series only has to do with RavenTears literally envisioning him as a (human shaped) cat. As far as I know, at least.

And we're done with Falling In! The sequel pretty much picks up the story where this fic ends, the very reason there are many plot points left unattended or just hinted at, such as the eating habits of our protagonist couple, Sugimoto's house, or that framed photo which will be key to part of the resolution in the sequel. I'd certainly write more about the fic series plot, but this is the part where RavenTears gives me the evil eye for spoiling too much. So, I'd just like to thank all of you for your support and for making that sequel possible _ (_ _) _

#golden kamuy #fanfiction

[sewerpigeonart]

ok so idk if u guys remember from a few months ago i wrote like, a concept fic? for this idea i had for a fairy tale AU, but that was like, a super crude off-the-cuff scene, but i have been working rly hard on this au since i wrote that.

i don’t want to start officially posting the fic until it’s 100% complete, but i’ve honestly been so excited about this AU and am perpetually bursting to post it even though it’s not even close to done.

so in part to promote my own shit and in part bc i feel the need to offer some sort of solace after these recent developments lol, you can read a little excerpt of the WIP below the cut :^]

No wonder he never lost, Matt thinks to himself wryly. How could anyone have bested this guy when he’s so… distracting?

“Your move,” Shiro says after neither has taken any initiative.

Matt bites his lip in thought for a moment. “You’re quick in combat, but what about in pursuit?”

Shiro’s brow furrows and he straightens. “What?” he asks, but Matt’s already tossed his staff aside and backs away from Shiro with playful confidence. Shiro starts a slower pace after him.

Matt shrugs. “I told you to try and keep up,” he says before turning around and racing into the trees.

Shiro doesn’t miss a beat. “Not again, you don’t,” Matt hears him laugh before he’s running close behind.

Giddy and nervous exhilaration fueling him, Matt knows these woods like the back of his hand, and he leads Shiro in a circle around the glade, stopping to turn around often. They don’t run for long, Matt mostly walking backwards to weave through the trees. Shiro keeps a steady pace to follow, lunging once in a while for Matt’s arm.

It’s obvious he’s playing along with Matt, the way they laugh and tease back and forth, playing off each other’s wit. Together they draw out their improvised game of “don’t look away from each other but also don’t trip on the roots while you wander aimlessly in a circle.”

Matt closes the lap, redirecting himself toward the clearing once more in a final dash. Quick to catch up, Shiro grabs hold of Matt’s wrist and pulls back just enough to let Matt know it’s over.

Matt laughs, but he twists around and pretends to still put up a fight until Shiro manages to grab his other wrist. Both of them panting and red-faced as their laughter subsides, they move a little closer.

Matt makes no effort to free himself from Shiro’s grasp. “We’ll call this round a draw,” he says.

Shiro furrows his brow, amused. “It’s not a draw if you forfeit.”

“I didn’t forfeit; I used my speed and agility to try and gain the upper hand.”

“And look where that got you.” Shiro tugs Matt’s arms gently, inching a bit closer.

Matt smiles as he closes the rest of the space between them. “I’m right where I wanted to be.”

I can be smooth too, Matt proudly thinks to himself, fully intending to punctuate his wit with a kiss. Shiro smiles in expectancy, but both recoil with a unanimous gasp, Matt losing all train of thought at the sudden spectacle before him.

“You’re glowing,” is all he can manage to say, however obvious. But it is true. Shiro is quite literally alight; his skin a spattering of what Matt can only describe as scarscapes—violet starscapes, reminiscent of those Matt takes such solace in on the clearest of nights.

Shiro’s face and arms, freckled by constellations and dusted by nebulas, brightest where their skin touches. Matt stares in awe, eyes following the trails of light as they travel up to the roll of Shiro’s sleeves, mimicking the stream just next to them as the patterns coil up his face and shimmer like slow fireworks, or those glittery oil lamps Matt always sees burning at festivals.

Matt redirects his gaze to meet Shiro’s again. He looks just as astonished as Matt, but a somber understanding weights his voice as he breathes, “I can feel you.”

Broken from his trance, Matt finds his own voice, but he still can’t seem to grasp any words. “You… what?”

Shiro visibly steadies himself, hands falling to his sides as he straightens. “There’s something I have to show you.”

#voltron #shatt #vld #voltron legendary defender #voltron fic #voltron au #shatt fic #wip #mwrites #takashi shirogane #matt holt #fairy tale au #fantasy au #ft au #this is literally such a passion project #like im kinda satisfied with the first chapter right now #to the point where im debating posting just the first chapter #and then the rest when i finish it? #i dunno tho #i wanna know what u think??? #ppl seemed to like the original idea #but god i have so much to write guys #just for myself like i wanna see this thru #but this is rly ambitious and i care sm abt this lol #is that silly #canon who? im busy

[regulusarcblack]

ANNUAL WRITING SELF-EVALUATION

*All answers should be about works published in 2017.

steph @twoghostsacoustic tagged me so let’s fucking go fuckos

1. List of works published this year:

let’s be honest here and admit that steph was the one to write M&W all by her damn self HAHAHAHAH it’s our baby but i’m like the cool father who only pops by every weekend to fuck up the kid’s personality and all the hard work is steph’s own doing (same applies to love is on the radio)

anyway moving on

i’ve written everything i’ve ever tried in my life this goddamn year so congrats 2017 you played yourself

first: PWPs Butterflies (or as i like to call it, harry and louis going solo again) Blue and Green (don’t judge me) Ambrosia (seriously pls don’t judge me) Through the Wire (actually nevermind if you’re judging me it’s your problem lmao) Ruby Woo (yes it’s harry wearing lipstick)

Then i tried~~ to be a serious writer and my babies were born

You can’t blame gravity (for falling in love) aka larcel au

High-five of your love aka girl larry 

Harry’s Journal to Self Discovery aka girl larry that will probs be published soon?? and hopefully my xmas crack fic as well???

then i got two wips that were written this year and published on the amnesty week cuz i will never finish it let’s be real lmao

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

honestly? butterflies cuz it was the first one i published on ao3 lmao cuz everything i write i despise

except u#28 i love that shit to pieces but it’s still wip and i love it cuz it’s noir and superhero-y and yeah

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

every single one of them lmao i hate my writing BUT i think blue and green cuz it was the first one????????????????? and it really does suck lmao

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

“Shouldn’t you have quit by now?”

“The watch out?” He smirked. “Or the fags?”

He didn’t need to look at Liam to know he was rolling his eyes.

“You know they’re not good for you.”

“Jeez, dad, no need for a lecture right now.” Louis inhaled again, just in spite, wishing he could blow it out to write words on the wind like a magician of sorts. Instead, he amused himself by imagining his deformed cloud of smoke wrote a giant ‘Fuck off, Payno’ before dispersing on the wind. “They help me concentrate. Besides, they keep me warm.”

Liam tsked behind him. Sometimes he took himself too seriously. Louis wondered what it was like to still be like this. Wholesome. Unwavering. Faithful.

“Are you still having trouble sleeping?”

Louis sighed, crushing the butt of the cigarette against the wall and then throwing it away, the wind picking it up. The best part about sitting so up high was watching the wind carry everything away in a second, almost an endless fall of an acrobat, suspended on air, far away from the ground.

“Yeah.”

He let the wind take his voice away as well. Let it be swept away. Liam would know better than to keep the questioning anyway.

They stood in silence, surrounded by echoes of street life and the falling night.

5. Share or describe a favorite comment you received:

uhhhhhhhhh i love @gaycousinlarry‘s girl direction work so i’m still weak she read and commented on mine haha then @finck-you-freeky and @smellofsunshine both read my pretentious wip and highlighted some nice passages and i loved it and someone commented on my larcel saying they’ve reread it many times and i still don’t know how to answer it cuz i’m so flattered???????????? 

but above all i’ll always remember @runontheroadbeforeidance‘s comment for butterflies cuz she was the first person outside of my little group of friends to read my work and comment it and she said it felt like a slow hazy summerday which was EXACTLY what i wanted to pass and i still hold this close to my heart tbh haha

honestly i’m just grateful for everyone who ever read it and if they liked or commented on it i’ll love them forever haha

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

every goddamn time. i struggle a fucking lot to write lmao

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

i’m still not over all that spitting marcel did. why the fuck, mate? also u#28 everyone is always surprising me haha

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

i actually begin to write so there’s that haha

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

i hope i write smth i’m actually proud of and think it’s actually good haha @ u#28 u ma only hope

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

ughhhh my beta @britpickerhl my test runners @broccoliwasdone @finck-you-freeky @rosegoldhl will have a honour mention and all but will have to excuse me cuz right now it’s @twoghostsacoustic time

no seriously y’all don’t understand i literally only started to write because of steph HAHAHAHAHA it’s more than the fact she’s my friend my beta my cheerleader and my padner in this hellhole, she literally is the reason i even realized i could try my hand at this shit. so if yall wanna blame someone, it’s her

we have our drs and whatnot but in the end tamo junto 

so yeah steph through and through

(also dj imma choose fireproof to play then since steph wrote OVER AGAIN for me and whatnot)

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

i too fisted someone this year

lmao jk but it does appear all the fucking time, especially the pop culture/music mentions and when they’re particularly dumb

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

watch porn, it helps

but seriously: don’t give a shit what others might think about your work, about popularity or whatever the fuck. just write it for you and if someone wants to read it with you fuck yea they winning but this baby is yours and yours alone so don’t mind about being a hype or if it’s good or not. what matters is that u wrote it so kudos to you for your effort

also, never forget fandoms love to love bs so sometimes..... things that are famous...... are worse........

and just embrace your weirdness and go for your own brand and do you

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

oooooh boy yes 

i got a marcel exchange to do that i wanna write asap (tbh i have to lmao)

the i got a star trek au for @hrrytomlinson that god only knows how i’ll fit in between my other shit sorry kiddo i’m postponing that due date already haha

then i got a gift for @twoghostsacoustic that she has no idea what it’s about

then i got ruby woo part 2, the storyteller, u#28, my abo and my beatles au that are all fics that i’m dying to write

and fuck knows what else is in store lmao

also i’d love to write for other fandoms

and to like maybe take writing serious for once lmaooooooooo

14. Tag three writers/artists whose answers you’d like to read

honestly i lowkey tagged a lot of people while writing this haha so i’ve rigged the game and am tagging them but lemme see @rosegoldhl wassup binch @smellofsunshine to inspire you to write more haha and @threeandsixseconds @fireawaynjh @vanillabeanniall 

honestly what are rules i got new ones and i count them ayyy

#jfc if you've read this all congrats you're the real mvp cuz not even i can stand myself lmao #babbling me

[gaycousinlarry]

Annual Writing Self-Evaluation

*All answers should be about works published in 2017.

1. List of works published this year:

If the story is part of a series or a challenge I’ve put the name of the series/challenge in parenthesis.

In the order that they were posted

Them Butterflies (Them Butterflies)

Moments of Memories

You light up the room (short fics & drabbles)

They don’t know (short fics & drabbles)

Just for you (short fics & drabbles)

Follow the sun (short fics & drabbles)

Flutter of a Butterfly (Them Butterflies)

sun kissed (short fics & drabbles)

Hot Guy (short fics & drabbles)

Remind Me Again

the sun comes back up

a night like this (daydreams are made of this)

a day like a dream (daydreams are made of this)

It’s halftime. Are you ready to go? (50 reasons to Have Sex Larry Fic Fest)

deck the halls with boughs of holly (Larry Winter Drabble Challenge)

The rest under the cut <3

2. Work you are most proud of (and why): Them Butterflies will always have a very special place in my heart. It was the first fic I wrote/posted and that was a huge step for me. I also think it, in a way, set a tone for who I am as a writer lol. It gave me the courage to keep writing, to see what I’m good at and what I need to work on. I’m also so in love with the characters from this verse, I still think about them all the time.

3. Work you are least proud of (and why): Okay I’m going to be obnoxious now, but I’m sort of ridiculously proud of everything that I’ve written? Not because I think they’re all perfect or even particularly good, but because it was something I wrote and even if I don’t like it, it’s helped me get better. I do worry about what people will think of my writing and I always hope people will enjoy it. But I think I’ve never had too high expectations on my own writing because I literally just started writing a year ago and I’m still amazed that I write at all and that I love it so much haha.

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing: This is from Moments of Memories. These two break and mend my heart in equal parts and in some strange sort of way I feel honoured to have written about them.

And it’s so much more than Harry ever imagined. Because he always dreamed of butterflies in his stomach, shaky breaths and soft lips, and it is all that, but also calloused hands holding his face delicately, tears welling up in two pairs of eyes and lips wobbling into wide grins of equal parts disbelief and elation. His fingers find the deep lines at Louis’ temples, wiping at the wetness collected there and he thinks that from now on he doesn’t want to miss a single tear.

They break apart and breathe in the same air. Share another moment containing hundreds of moments, but this time it consists of moments that never were. Kisses never shared, tearful eyes that never had the opportunity to find comfort and understanding in each other. It is years spent apart that wore down their hearts and shrivelled their thoughts.

5. Share or describe a favorite comment you received: I don’t think I can pick one. There are people who’ve told me my writing makes them cry, that it’s one of their favourite fics, that I’ve moved them and that they come back to read my stories again and again. I have no words to describe how much every single comment means, especially if someone take the time to say why they enjoyed the story. Okay now I’m weepy so I better stop.

6. A time when writing was really, really hard: I struggled quite a bit with Remind Me Again at times because the story was so intuitive to me and it’s difficult to get that to make sense to other people. I knew the feeling I wanted to get across, knew why things were happening the way they were, but the characters didn’t always make sense and sometimes it felt like I was swimming in an ocean of jumbled messy EMOTIONS that made no sense outside my own head. Thank to the gods Nic was there to pull my out of it. Over and over. And over again.

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: I would say… no? The stories don’t always end up the way I thought they would, but I think they very rarely surprise me. I guess Remind Me Again was more of a continuous stream of revelations though haha. More like things falling into place than coming out of left field? I dunno.

8. How did you grow as a writer this year: Oh my god. I became a writer this year hahaha! I learned that all these thoughts and feelings (cheers to that if you don’t need them!) that I’ve carried around with me my whole life can be put down and other people can read it and enjoy the things that I’ve kept locked up for so long? Amaze.

What has helped me the most is HANDS DOWN working with the most incredible beta in the world, Nic @louandhazaf . She puts words to the mess that is the thoughts in my head and makes me sit down and think about why a character does something. She makes me see that sometimes less is more. Sometimes more is definitely more so why the frick aren’t I showing that? She makes me think more like a storyteller and a writer rather than just someone vomiting feelings into a computer.

9. How do you hope to grow next year: I’d like to get better at what I already think is my strength, which is stories that are emotionally/character driven. To understand that it’s okay to write like that, but that it also doesn’t mean it has to be all over the place heh.

I would however like to get better at world building and maybe, at least a little bit, dip my toes into more plot based stories…. okay that will literally never happen who am I kidding. I guess what I’d like is to get better at using the surroundings and symbols, to try to be more structured even when it comes to things beyond timelines and scenes.

I just want to keep writing and find new stories to write and characters to fall in love with and discover my own writing while doing that. I still feel extremely new to the process of writing so. I think I should be kind to myself and just let me enjoy it haha.

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc): NIIIIIIICCCC! <33333 I literally could never thank her enough. The thought and the time she’s put into helping me, to make my writing make sense to myself, to push me and question me and make me annoyed at myself because I kind of sort of already knew that didn’t make sense but I didn’t CARE and now she’s pointing to the mess and asks What is this? Why is it? but THEN we get to the best part which is when her questions makes me think and then new inspiration hits and all I want to do is write write write. I cannot believe my luck to have found you and get to call you my friend on top of that. Miracles and all that.

I also have to say, I read so much fic and this fandom has so much of it that is absolutely mind blowingly spectacular. I think reading is one of the best ways to become a better writer because it sort of… stretches out your mind and it makes you think about why that writer made you belly drop to the bottom of the ocean with just one word. God I love the writers of this fandom so incredibly much, your words mean so much to me, both as a writer and as a like... human being.

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: I have read and related to m/m fic since I was very young. It’s been a way for me to escape reality but also find comfort in characters that are more like me than heteronormative mainstream stories. Then this year I started reading f/f and my world tilted off its axis and put a billions thoughts in my head that I thought I was done dealing with a thousand years ago. Then I sat down and wrote girl direction myself and yeah. Gods I love girls.

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: BE KIND TO YOURSELF! Honestly the fact that you’ve written anything at all is AMAZING. Every single word you put on that page is wonderful. If you don’t let yourself explore and need everything to be perfect from the start, it won’t be fun and you’ll never learn more. You learn by making mistakes and just writing, no matter what it is. Betas, editing and rewriting are the magical words.

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: -Oh gosh. I’m reaaaally looking forward to posting my Hope Floats AU that will probably come out in January. I have worked on it since this summer and it’s made me sweat and cry and laugh. Cannot wait to show it to you guys and I’m so happy @curleduphl is doing amazing artwork for it <3

-I’ll continue writing my girl direction series. I have the next part planned out, I just need to… write it.

-I have a “summer nights” fic that I hope to write. They’re teenagers and it’s summer and Louis skates at the park every night and Harry cannot stop staring. I already have a playlist for it soooo… haha.

-Louis babysits Harry’s cat and has a deep and meaningful conversation with the cat about his feelings for her Papa.

-Omega/Omega fic. I love ABO fics and I’ve had this idea forever. I hope I can gather up the guts to actually write it. Friends to lovers and ridiculous amounts of pining.

-I would also like to write a snippet from the Them Butterflies series. They are at a lake house with their friends and Harry has been really quiet over the past few days.

-THE INCREDIBLE AMAZING IDEA THAT WILL COME TO ME ANY SECOND NOW

14. Tag three writers/artists whose answers you’d like to read. ;)

I don’t know if you’ve been tagged before but I’d love to read this from @haloeverlasting @rosegoldhl @indiaalphawhiskey <3333

#hhsjkfh this was so fun to do! #thanks for tagging me <3 #my writing

[backonefish]

ANNUAL WRITING SELF-EVALUATION 2016

@paynner tagged me in this (i hope this is still her name :p). And I’m super excited to do this even if I really don’t have much to say. But anywho, here goes.

1. List of works published this year: 

A Whole New World

In a World Like This

(it hit me the minute I posted my second fic that both the titles were incredibly similar and it was too late too change. Le sigh. Tis life)

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

I know IAWLT was the more popular one, but I’m quite impartial to my first one, AWNW (what the hell are these acronyms? Is this what I get for naming fics after song titles?). It was the first one I wrote for the 1D fandom and it kind of took a life of its own. The minute I saw the prompt, the plot fell into place and I loved being able to write all the Disney into their banter. It was just so much fun to write. I don’t think I’ve written anything that has been that much fun and I kept having to tell myself to focus on actual life and not write.

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

Um… neither? I know I’m more proud of AWNW, so ergo, the other should be my least. But I really loved writing both and I’m quite proud of both. I mean they’re not literary masterpieces, but I liked them enough to publish… Having said that, there is still stuff I would like to change.

For AWNW, I still feel like the bet was a little too rushed and forced. I had to keep re-writing that part and wished I could’ve fleshed it out more. I also feel like I suck at endings, bc I get super into developing the plot and once I figure out how to end it, I rush into it so quickly and just want to be done. And then when I go back, I wish I had a full more bodied ending. I dunno if that makes sense, but it’s something I need to work on.

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

Can I pick two? I’m going to pick two. Both are from AWNW. (this part turned out to be quite long. sorreeee)

“I Just Can’t Wait to be King” is what wakes him up on Wednesday. It used to be what woke his parents up every day when he was a child and the Lion King was the best thing ever. Except he’s no longer a kid and karma’s a bitch.

Today when he drinks tea, he covers Simba’s face with a strategically placed thumb. He places the mug in the sink once he’s done, only to double back and place a kiss on Simba’s face. It’s really not Simba’s fault that his neighbour is an asshole who can’t respect sleeping hours.

That night, Louis stuffs his ears with cotton and hopes for the best.

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On Thursday, hopes come true. For the first time that week, Louis is woken up by his alarm. Not some –

The angst filled notes of “Let it Go” comes thudding through the walls. Never mind then. Hopes are meant to be dashed.

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It’s Friday and “Tale as Old as Time” is playing through his walls and really, being woken up every fucking day by a piano playing, Disney loving neighbour, is a tale as old as time. Tomorrow is Saturday. Surely, his neighbours understand the sanctity of a Saturday.

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Surely he has been more wrong in his life? It’s currently 7:20 and Louis is lying in bed listening to a much improved version of “A Whole New World.” Neighbour #2 is getting better at this. Too bad the same can’t be said for Louis’ sleep.”

K, So I loved this bit bc I was quite proud with how things flowed. It was one of the first ideas that came to me about the fic and stylistically, I enjoyed the movement from one day to the next and the chance to incorporate the Disney songs into the transitions.

And

Perhaps he too should write a poem.

He pulls out a blank sheet of paper and chews his pen.

Harry. He’ll write a poem for Harry.

Hair that shines like a princess

No. He scratches that out and starts again. It’s still too soon.

Skin as soft as a petal

Hair as shiny as the sun

Eyes so – what rhymes with petal? Metal? Nettle? Kettle? Ah, yes. That will work.

Eyes as green as my kettle

Harry, you are my number one.

Dimples as deep as the sea

Lips that make me want to come

Heart as pure as can be

Harry, you are my only one.

Perfect. Literary genius, he is. This is Pulitzer Prize worthy. He rewrites the poem carefully on a fresh sheet of paper and then decorates it with hearts and flowers. He spends the rest of the day in eager anticipation for when he gives the poem to Harry.

Ten pm finally rolls around when Harry texts Louis to say that he’s home. Louis bounds over eagerly, knocking obnoxiously until Harry opens the door.

“Here,” he bypasses Harry’s greeting to thrust the poem taped to a bouquet of flowers he’d picked up on his way home.

“Lou,” Harry breathes, caught off guard, “What is this.”

“I wrote you a poem,” Louis points at the paper, rocking on his feet impatiently. “Read it.”

“Okay,” Harry says, floored. He places the flowers on the table and carefully pulls the poem free. He reads silently, lips mouthing along the words. When he’s done he looks at Louis, eyes wide and slightly teary.

“This is the nicest thing anyone’s done for me,” Harry says, voice wavering slightly.

“So you liked it?” Louis asks, shy all of a sudden.

“I loved it. Your kettle is very green,” Harry agrees.

Louis nods. He’s quite proud of that line. Harry reaches out to cup Louis’ jaw with one hand, poem still clutched tightly in his other.

“Your lips make me want to come too,” Harry whispers, leaning down.

This is my other favourite bc its so absurd. The poem is so bad. I love it. It’s crazy and stupid. It was the most ridiculous thing I could write and I did write it and it just worked with the nature of the fic. Also I could easily picture Larry being this ridiculous about shit (*cough* the wind makes nice waves) and being so in love with each other that they can’t see how bad it is. So yeah. These two pieces.

(also wow, apologies for all the grammatical errors in AWNW)

5. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

Ahhh, I love every single kudo, like, bookmark and comment. I’m still flabbergasted that someone would take the time to appreciate my fic in any sense. So thank you.

If I had to pick one (im sorry if this is cheesy) but I loved the comment paynner left on IAWLT. I wrote it based on her prompt but never in a million years would I expect her to leave such a heartfelt comment on my fic. Like, she picked excerpts she liked and commented on it, promoted it on tumblr and then even proposed to me (I said yes). It honestly doesn’t get better than that. Forever grateful.

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

Oh… um right before I started writing Larry. I used to write for other fandoms and stopped bc I was no longer inspired? And just real life got in the way and I didn’t see the purpose of writing anymore.

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you

This is super tough. I want to say the Harry and Louis I wrote for AWNW. They’re both so ridiculous and over the top. I never imagined writing them like that and it actually working.

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

Well one, I started writing again, and two, I’m writing RPF and AUs which I never imagined id do. But moreover, I wrote more comedic, light hearted fluff. I used to write angst bc I get angst and it was what I always wrote. So coming back into a completely different genre was nerve-wracking but also so much fun and quite rewarding. I got to be sillier in my work, insert more of my thought process into the characters, and actually create worlds.

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

I want to return to angst next year, and write a longer fic. Mainly, commit to something long enough to actually write it. The last time I wrote a multi-chaptered fic, I was so tired by the end of it and was the worst at updating. So yeah, commit to writing, create a proper schedule to write, and all that jazz.

Oo I also really want to develop my side characters more. Make them more well rounded and bodied and more central to the plot.

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

Can I just say all the authors in this fandom have been a huge inspiration. I’ve been reading fic for the past year and a half and I’m always so incredibly floored by the variety, talent, and uniqueness of each fic. So, yeah, a huge thank you to everyone who has written.

I will pick out three (bc I love doing things in threes) who have definitely been a positive influence.

Zarah5 (I hope that wherever she is, she’s doing amazing.) Stylistically, the way she writes… wow. The ability to convey emotion and fears through actions and dialogue only, is so unique and I’m in awe of how she does it. Her plots are so detailed and nuanced and just pull me under (see what I did there? I can be punnier than harry). Also her sentence structure? She embodied the characters as the narrators so well and utilizes that into unique sentence structures. I’ve yet to see someone who can write in such a manner.

@alienproof so I’ve commented on chelsie’s work about how she creates atmosphere. You read her fics and you’re instantly pulled into the mood of the world. Finding Lou? The Wonderlands? Omh, the wonderlands. Guys, you don’t understand how much I love that fic. I’ve never waited that eagerly for a fic update in my life. Her Louis and Harry are so much older, but so well written, their fears and motives and dynamic. And the atmosphere. It always boils down to the atmosphere and I love it.

@paynner . duh. I adore her writing. ADORE. Her fics are the best pick-me-ups you could ever need. They’re so funny, so smutty, so unique. Also she’s this plethora of prompts and every time I come across one of them, I’m like ooo I want to write it. Obviously, I went and wrote one. So, literally, she’s been the most positive influence. But yeah, I love her mind, I love how well she writes and I LOVE how somethin’ bout you was so different than her usual style of writing but it works so well! I remember only realising who the author was bc princess isn’t subtle at all, but otherwise I got so sucked up in the world and the plot and the unique way the love/hate dynamic worked that I couldn’t even tell it was her. Oh, also – how the hell did she manage to write so much in a year? 

You people amaze me. And make me think, hey i should give this writing thing a shot too.

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Lmao, my love for BSB? Im still amazed that I was able to insert them into a fic. I literally wrote three dates for Harry and Louis in IAWLT bc I wanted to write about the Backstreet Boys and then I went and named the fic after their song. Sue me, I’m trash for them.  

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Write what you want. Write what’s fun. You’ll enjoy it more than if you try to write what other people want to read. Also write for fic exchanges bc it puts you on a deadline and provides you with prompts and gives you an automatic audience. (I guess this is mainly for newer writers, but I really have no new wisdom for experienced, established authors… )

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

Oh… finishing for sure. I’m working on a med school, friends with benefits fic, set in Canada which is multi-chaptered bc why not bite off more than I can chew. The entire thing is planned out, but I’ve been stuck on the third chapter and life is a thing that refuses to be ignored… so yeah. Lets see. But I’d like to get it finished this year.

keep everything crossed

14. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read. ;)

@donotdialnine and @juliusschmidt who I’ve recently been reading again. So much love for their work. And @sadamenoito bc i’ve read all her fics a few too many times. Dunno if you’ve done it already, but if you haven’t….

*All answers should be about works published in 2016. Also, you can skip any questions you hate or don’t want to answer, but please leave them on the list so that others can do them if they want. :)

#mine #i hope this isn't trash #thanks for tagging me j <3 #reminded me why i love writing again #fic things #writing #im gonna shut up now

[dadzawa-adopt-dabi]

1-35 on fanfic asks

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

2 stars maybe? Im not great and i forget a lot of things. but no one can stop me from writing and i enjoy it. the more i do it the more i may like my own writing one day

2. Why do you write fanfiction? Fanfiction is everything to me. It was a matter of time until i started writing it seriously for myself.

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

Literally nothing. I tend to go off with ships and specific things i want represented... but thats it. anyone can write.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

Always! so many! the best thing about fanfiction is how it builds upon itself and spreads!

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

Im very proud of Secret Baby/ River run. Its large and a mess and i hate it. But im proud ive done it. A completed one im proud of is "Compress said its his turn on the murder screen" i think i did well with that one and kept the tone I wanted.

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

Arguments between characters and having them express themselves other ways.

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most?

It's the making up and posting works i struggle with. Along with editing which is another monster.

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

I do love the murder boys! Dabi, Itachi, Deidara, Naruto (should have killed everyone), Reno. If theyve got issues i love them!

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write?

happy characters. I just don't know what to do with them. Like a domestic setting with no action? nope not for me!

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for?

Hurt/comfort has always been my jam!

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

im not entirely sure? I havent been really writing/posting that long.

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

Expectations! its a collaboration i'm working on with a friend and a DabiHawks fanfiction again! It's a fic where they fall in bed together before they even like each other. A lot of assumptions are made and not a lot of talking gets done until quite a bit of Damage has been done. Hawks finds out that Dabi's been doing some things he wasnt comfy with just because he didnt know how to tell Hawks and because he was attached to him. It's messy and won't get less so.

interesting to write to say the least because im such a Zero tolerance person.

13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

Naruto lol

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

part of my heart will always belong to naruto. can't leave it. But im enjoying writing for bnha immensely!

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for?

Food Fantasy! a video game i did a short one shot on last october!

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

Soulmate au's! Omegaverse! I love tropes! Oh! Hanahaki!

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

none.

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

I wouldn't say ive done anything too wild?

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

get canon away from me! i love au's! any and all!

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff?

both!

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

currently its DabiHawks! i love my enemies to lovers! (everyone deserves compassion lave and basic decency)

22. Do you listen to anything while you write?

Sometimes! some fics have specific playlists!

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas?

All of the above! i dont know how to put wips back lol!

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

I like one shots better but the amount of effort for multichapter fics is something else tbh!

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

Yes a few times brought on by comments! What if Hawks ran in to Dabi early on or if Dabi had stayed and talked to Hawks the last night they spent together. None of it ever really goes well? Dabi has no support besides his Significant Other in both of these and i dont like that.

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

Nope! Ive been getting the hang of NSFW and i feel like that's one of my biggest areas to improve on!

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

any! seriously i love comments! telling me to write more or that i forgot something was done 6 chapters ago or a string of emoji's!

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing?

Much better than I used to!

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

Every time i post lol. Im pretty comfortable with a variety of things! there's been times in this roleplay i participate in that i was very uncomfortable with how my character was acting but that was the entire point and it turned out well considering the outrage he kept causing!

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

Best of both! ive also taken a shine to writing things that out of story context are fluff but in context are horrendous angst!

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

Nope! I don't really do Oc's!

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less.

Secret Baby/ River Run- Dabi gets pregnant and runs away. Hawks is the father.

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

I've had such a kind fantastic audience but i wish they would pay some more attention sometimes to why i have characters do things the way they do. Hawks leaves Dabi alone? theres a reason for that and the awnser is not to stalk him. even for Dabi's saftey.

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

Dabi dosen't meet Rumi like expected. He expected to just get taken out by her in a fight one day, if they met at all. Not him cleaning his torn staples in Hawks bathroom after he's been shoved in there, Rumi having interrupted a blowjob and Hawks had roughly shoved him in his bathroom. He couldn't hear much of the conversation going on outside. But what he could made his face burn with embarrassment as he tried to put himself together. The fact that she was also a Hero and Hawks best friend made him nervous. What a great first impression, sucking her best friends dick with a bloody face. -" NOT DATING-" Hawks voice broke through for a moment and then quieted. -"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF HE'S A VILLAIN KEIGO, HE WAS JUST GIVING YOU A BLOWJOB THERE IS NO ." There was a loud thump as Rumi was yelling and Dabi let himself flinch here in private. She quieted down soon after she had started yelling. Dabi sat down against the sinks cupboard and rested his head on his knees. Waiting for it to stop and Hawks to kick him out. He wouldn't actually get to meet Rumi as Keigo's, well as Keigo's anything. It was just sex between them on Hawks end anyways. There's stomping towards the door and Dabi scrambles up as he resists the urge to lock the door. To lock himself inside like a child thinking it will save him from Enjis rath. Hawks is.... he's not kind to Dabi, but he's not Enji either. The door opens and Rumi's gaze finds him as he's getting up. He ducks his head and gives a little half hearted wave, not sure what she's doing. Why she's looking at him with a gaze much softer than expected. "Hey. Sorry I walked in on you guys. I'm Rumi. Hawks best friend he's been hiding away from you." "I uh. Um. Dabi? I go by Dabi. I think it's more like I'm just his dirty little secret." He gives a small dry chuckle and a smirk, a tad on the mean side like he did with Keigo. It came out a little to real and he winced. He sounded like a whiny asshole, he thought as he kept his gaze on his bare toes digging into the tile. "Dabi, I doubt Keigo thinks of you like that." Rumi reaches her hand out and Dabi tenses in anticipation of her grabbing him. To harm him maybe? To throw him in cuffs? Out of Keigo's apartment but he has no doubt that he will be there soon enough after Rumi leaves. "Its fine. I'm just a villain he can sleep with ya know?" Rumi gets a determined look in her eye as she draws her hand back, having noticed him tense up. "I'm going to give you my number Dabi. Villains don't any resources and I don't like how Hawks treated you when I walked in. If anything happens, I want you to have a way out. I don't think you've told your friends who your sleeping with. Or you would have teleported out of here." Dabi hands his phone over still in shock to Rumi and she gently takes it. She's still super confident in person but, there's no violence or anger from her. Its... suprising.

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

Dabi and Hawks can both have issues and have to put in some serious effort to not only see those issues, but work together with them. this has been a PSA.

#dabihawks #bnha #mha