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unhappytimeleaper · 8 months

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I don’t know how to feel about this. I just couldn’t stop thinking about watching the rain and reflecting on Neuvillette. Also, who knows what might change as he is officially released. This is just an idea that was eating my soul.

Also, requests are open. I don’t really need to close them, but I am still slow with writing since I work full-time. I am hoping to branch off a little more from just Enstars requests, and ,I’ve taken a lot more of an active interest in writing for Jojo specifically, but anything works.

Neuvillette; Unedited. Gender Neutral Reader.

Warnings: very vague for the most part but talk of isolation, mental and physical abuse, and manipulation. It’s still Yandere.

Word Count: 2,300+

This blog is 17+ please have your age in your bio or tagged; any ageless blog and below the age asked for will be blocked at the end of the week.

plitter-platter, plitter-platter, plitter-platter—

The rain had been pouring for some time now, longer than usual. What could have set him off for so long was still unknown. The drumming of the rain against the window, your head pressed more into it and away from the armrest of the chair, almost as if hoping by sheer luck you’d phase through the glass and be set free. The sound of the rain, once so peaceful, has grown to become nauseating. Ringing in the depths of your ears and into your soul, plaguing as a reminder of the life you now had. When there is nothing to shut it out, it only digs in more into the predicament you’ve been chained to. No more are the cozy aspects of the rain curled up in a family home with food, cooking, and music as the rain danced across the roof or the time with friends running through the storm in attempts to find shelter, laughs filling the air—just you and the room.

Well, the room could be your fault. You weren’t physically chained there— not anymore, but the walls of the home, as big as they were, only served to mock you. Too big of a cage, a labyrinth that could only make the looming fear of loneliness bury itself between your ribs and bloom across your heart. The shadows of people known not to interact with you but their whispers tickling in your ears. Sounds of them adding about their personal lives and families, trips, gossip across Fontaine… all while your days had become mostly kept in silence. No, you’d rather stay in here… just one room that you could build into an escape paradise from the weighing ache the rest brought you—filled with books, a window [that you had spent countless hours fighting with], plush chairs, and per your request some plants. You managed to get your argument across to him on allowing for such necessities; although he liked to remind you what he had given, he could just as much take away. Though you knew his bleeding heart for you, that under it all, he craved the love he one day believed you’d give him. Punishments were honest; you knew that much had been burned into your brain, but it was rare that little things would be a trigger for him to take account less you become too much of a “brat.” Ugh, how easy it was to scoff at that term— treating you like a child having a tantrum compared to the reality of a human stuck in the grasp of the inhuman judge himself.

Sometimes, you wondered what was better; he often was gone. Working, fulfilling a role you had to bite your tongue to denounce him from. If someone couldn’t understand humans, couldn’t understand what drove them to petty crimes and the struggles so many befall, why should he be allowed to make the calls? Judge-free, unbiased… no, that isn’t the way to handle it; you knew the pain of it all weighed down on him, which was something enough [better than doing so without remorse] but didn’t alter the unfair nature of the law. Not when, through it all, you ended up here, a product for his love rather than a participant. But him being gone didn’t change the aching; with the limited interactions, it was only through him the loneliness had a moment to dull. Even if you hated to admit it, you were only human— only able to crave someone to share time with to break the deafening silence of the home. Of the rain. It scared you. To know if he was around more, around enough that your fight to be free would extinguished. You’d lose yourself, complacent in a life you never asked for. If he was home more, would you lose yourself faster, lose the motivation to escape, and become just another wheel in the cog of fate? Or would you have more time to whittle down his defenses and create more openings for means of escape? The thought could only make your heart beat faster, drumming along to the rain, though was it out of fear or excitement? It was hard to tell.

plitter-platter, plitter-platter, plitter-platter—

Breathe fogged up a patch of the window, the cooling glass chilling the chunk of the forehead that was placed against it. The feeling was uncomfortable, both in angle and blooming chills from the material, but not enough to want to move. The rain was still falling, though slowly dying down. He’d be home soon, creeping into the room looking for you just like every night. Days spent on loop, blending more and more into each other. He didn’t mind crying in front of you, often the tears adorning your shoulder or back as he held you close, but he seemed to try to keep the outside world— well outside. He knew it upset you, that it’d turn into some argument, and he’d need to find a reason to punish you for breaking the rules. You often had to bite your tongue, wanting to tell him this is why inhuman creatures shouldn’t have human partners. The gap in communication, feelings and needs was too much. It was killing both of you. You could feel it as he wept, the soft rain showers of him just not understanding, not being able to communicate effectively the motions of his heart.

Two drops lined up just centimeters from your face. The mark of a race, the starting line. It was a time that once was so innocent when you were a kid choosing a random drop and narrating it in your head as you waited for the storm to pass so you could go out and play. ‘Woe is me’ could only be how you thought of it now. Him and you set up for the race— the starting line and… go.

Rolling down the frame and collecting other droplets, their trails jumping and altering in their paths as gravity dragged them down. One pulled into the lead, always him. He was always one step ahead, one smarter and more intuned. Like a kid with their hand in the cookie jar, he always found your new escape attempt and could see through your flowery words of deception. In that sense, you had to admit his role fits him well, but only left the bitter remains of the stems in your mouth when he locked you back up with a ‘you’ll be let out when you learn not to lie.’ It must be something tied to him on a fundamental level, a sense. Or perhaps it was just age, something you could never achieve. You couldn’t count how many times you watched the droplets race, hoping that maybe just once you could be one step ahead, one…

No. Even if you did, where would you go? The melusine were everywhere, and getting out within reach of the court would be a life sentence of punishment. Perhaps solace somewhere in the underground community, but someone likely would sell you out to better favor their outcome. You could break for the border; it’d be brutal and dangerous, a bounty on your head faster than you could imagine. Would other regions even be safe from a runaway? Maybe some other small communities… would become looking for you? Would you have to always stay alert for the rest of your life? Would you have to live alone, fending only for yourself? You’d lose yourself just as much in a life like that, but maybe it was the price of freedom. The price of not playing a role, soul withering away trying to maintain the rules and ideals of something you could never understand. When did your thought become so sorrowful, the fight you once had? A flame extinguished by the rain left only as sparks fumbling to stay lit. Look away, it wasn’t over yet. There had to be good out there, people who could understand, you’d take you in. Life would never be easy again, but it wasn’t over. Not yet.

Lifting your head from the window was always weirdly comforting, the movement restored to your neck and it stretching back into place. The coolness of the glass no longer flushed against your skin, allowing the heat of the room to melt away the temperature. Rest your mind, reset your body. He never minded the long game, maybe as time for him felt infinite. But rushing would only cause holes in a plan you couldn’t keep affording to lose. The storm would pass, and you’d find a way to relight that flame. You couldn’t let him win, and you couldn’t let this system win.

plat, plat, plat…

“My love,” he spoke. He— Neuvillette, was home. The rain had stopped, only some residue drops highlighting the storm moments before. He stood in the doorway, hand holding the frame as his voice reverberated across the silent room. He always waited for you to notice him before entering. Permission didn’t matter, but in a sense, it tended to bring some comfort to know where the dragon lurked. It only took a brief flash of eye contact for him to take it as clearance into entering the room, legs quickly carrying him to your seat.

Neuvillette stood in front of you, pristine and put together; his eyes sharply focused on you, and his neutral expression made him seem more intimating than you knew he was. You had been here long enough as well to see the faint but dried crust of where his tears had pooled down his cheeks from moments just before. It didn’t change the power radiating off him, seeping into the room and over you like a blanket to remind you he was in charge here. Curiosity burned in your stomach, leaping up your throat, wanting you to ask what could have caused him to cry so much.

Gossip regarding the law wasn’t to be taken seriously, but the lack of outside world stimulation always makes the prospects more enticing. It burned in your mind to know what was happening outside of your cage, in the world below. Though asking would only come back to haunt you, the fights that led to punishments burned into your mind and skin even if the physical sides had healed. Not to mention the way he would take it if the words even managed not to set off a disagreement, that you cared. Neuvillette may be blind to human emotions and feelings, but he did have his own set— and that presented as caring for him on the most basic level of touch or tone only worked against you. Solidifying your partnership, your love in his mind.

The silence was always more deafening when he stood before you; that even a breath would break the moment. His hand was delicate, though, floating to your head before wistfully tracing your hair and to your chin. It tickled, enough you wanted to flinch but knew better as he tilted your head to look into his eyes more. Pulling his hand from your face, he held it with his palm up. You knew what he was asking. Take his hand, but don’t look away. Unlike his graceful movements, you didn’t have as much time before his eyes would narrow, a sign of rejection in his eyes— he couldn’t take it. Unlike for humans, you could only assume there was something dormant, something innate that drove the ideas of jealousy, rejection, and the need to isolate on a biological level rather than mental. People could do just the same; you knew this for a fact, but the way he carried it out felt more visceral. Not doing so wasn’t an option; it freed him from his own judgment because nothing could defy the fact of biology.

Your hand moved from instinct; at least, at this point, it was strange to think of how things now were ingrained in you. The movements of hands, replying to questions, from when it was time to sleep and wake up to where you walked through the day. That it just instantly would click, a passive thought or action. Not trained into you but a reflection of your life, how the passing days and routines with him had become a staple in your life. You had changed since then, proof that whatever was to come was inevitable—a mark of fate.

Pulled to your feet, Neuvillette wrapped his arm around your torso, still ghostly with his touches. His face now resting on your hair as he breathed– in and out. The tension in his body released just slightly, but as if you were the answer to what had been weighing down on him. “My love,” he repeated, lips softly tickling the top of your head, “come on. Let’s have dinner.”

The routine of your long day: Neuvillette returns from work to fetch you from your room to a meal before settling into bed together. He’d try to make a convo, and sometimes you’d reply. Other times, he’d focus on reading something, and you’d do the same or just turn your back, hoping he’d get the hint. There was no use in fighting it; the rules layered in stone.

“Okay.”

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thedrarrylibrarian · 10 months

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I’ve thought long and hard about how I wanted to celebrate Pride month on this blog in 2023. My first year for Pride, I did a list of fics that were meaningful to me as a Queer person (just FYI - I identify as Bi and/or Queer. If reading the word Queer over and over is going to bother you, this post is not going to be for you). Last year, I did an inclusive list where I tried to find a fic to include every letter of LGBTQIA. But this year feels different, for a lot of reasons.

One is the ongoing homophobia and transphobia that the Queer community is facing, and very important to note, from J.K. Rowling in particular. A slew of new bills and laws that are designed to oppress, to eradicate, to force us back into closets, and to prevent anyone else from daring to leave the closet in the first place. Thankfully, in the US, they’re slowly being struck down but the heartache lingers.

Another reason this year feels different is because of some big changes in my personal life.

So, as I thought about how I wanted to celebrate Pride this month, I kept coming back to the thought of community. As lovely as fic recs are, and as much fun as I have writing them, it’s the community of creators and the friendships that I have found here that keep me involved in fandom.

As I was thinking about conversations that I’ve had about fandom friendships with @tackytigerfic and @babooshkart, I had the idea to reach out to them and other fandom friends to hear about their experiences and what keeps them in fandom. A beautiful thing happened — I asked one person to participate and they agreed, then recommended I ask another person. The next person also agreed, and had a suggestion of someone else I should ask. And on and on, until I was having lovely, in depth conversations with people I knew peripherally but hadn’t necessarily talked with before.

I first found fandom in 2013, through a chat room that has since been shut down. I was young, in college, reeling from a break up, and still trying to reconcile my conservative upbringing with these lovely, open, and accepting people that I’d found online who dared to be different and still so good in a way that I had never had the privilege of experiencing before. They answered my questions with patience, no matter how dumb or offensive they might’ve been, and were kind enough to ask gentle questions of their own.

Like so many others, I eventually realized I wasn’t as straight as my conservative, Christian upbringing would’ve liked me to believe.

It’s been ten years, and I still have friends that I regularly keep in contact with from that chat room. We’ve exchanged letters and cards, flown and driven across the country to hug each other, to go to each other’s weddings and stayed at each other’s houses. We don’t talk every single day like we used to, but I know that if I called them, they would answer and listen with every bit of love and patience that they gave me at the beginning. That means the world to me.

In those ten years, my circle of online friends has grown immensely. I love getting “Happy New Year!” messages all day from various time zones. I love that no matter what weird time of night I’m up, I’m never alone if I don’t want to be. I know the names of pets I will probably never meet and see dishes from kitchens around the world. All of these things bring joy into my life.

My partner and I moved across the country last year. It’s only a couple states difference on a map, but it’s 17 hours from my friends and family, and from the little in person Queer friend group that I had found. It’s a different culture, one that I’m still adapting to. We moved in early summer last year; my friends visited in June and we went to Pride events together, and I didn’t feel so alone. But now, a year later, it feels like forever since I’ve hugged them. It feels lonely sometimes, although I’m getting my feet under me again and finding different events to go to and organizations to join.

With all this real life change, fandom has been a lovely, stable rock in my life. No matter how godawful my day has been in my new job, I have online friends who cheer me up. I have people who message me and check on me, people who are excited to have those in depth, philosophical Queer conversations via discord messaging, even though we’re timezones apart and often messaging each other days later. These friendships have nourished my soul, sustained me, and I’m forever grateful for the way fandom has held its arms open for me.

So this Pride, instead of a themed rec list, I’m listening to and sharing other Queer creators about what fandom means to them. Stay tuned this week to see who else is sharing about what fandom means to them. We’re here, we’re Queer, and we’re supporting each other.

Much, much love,

The Drarry Librarian

#pride 2023 #drarry librarian #the drarry librarian #pride in the library #drarry librarian and pride #fandom community

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mouse-fantoms · 6 months

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Questions for fic writers!

I saw @gay-flyboys do this and I wanted to join so- here I am

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

19! I just have ✨ideas✨

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

Apparently just over 69, 800 words.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

So on my Ao3 is Jatp and then I have a Wattpad (my user on there is Mouse0415) (I’ve had it since I was 13 it’s just grown up with me as I write) where I write for Miraculous Ladybug

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

(These are linked in my master list that’s pinned on my blog)

1. Easier Than Speaking (What if Flynn didn’t find out about Nick asking out Julie until after school? What if she came into Julie’s room just started going on and on about it? Julie is just trying to get her to be quiet because there happens to be a certain ghost present in the room. Luke also finds out about Perfect Harmony?)

2. Improvise (Essentially Luke asks Reggie for help to learn piano bc he hears Julie humming Perfect Harmony)

3. Right Where I Need To Be (Jatp Camp Rock AU)

4. Reggie’s Magic (Julie has a crisis bc Reggie styles Luke hair and it just so happens to look like his perfect harmony hair)

5. The Discovery (A way Ray finds out about the boys)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to! I’m normally active right away when I first publish a fic bc I wanna see reactions to it 👀 I just imagine the person who writes the comment is like “I bet they’ll never see this” but responding to them I’m saying “yes! I see and appreciate your comment that you left 🥺”

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don’t write a lot of angst endings but I guess the one that comes closest is “An Opening Scene” (which is my version of how an opening scene to a new Jatp season would be)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Basically like all the fics I’ve wrote 😂

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Luckily no one has! People have just always been genuinely kind and positive with their comments and kudos/votes with what I write 🥺

9. Do you write smut ? If so, what kind?

Personally I don’t, I may imply things but I only ever leave it at I just leave those to your imagination if you will 💀

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one who’ve written?

I’ve done a few fics that have songs incorporated in them that’s the most like “crossovers” I’ve done

11. Have you had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Once again not to my knowledge

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have not but the idea is exciting to think about!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Out of the ones I write for 👀 (if this was an overall list of my ships we’d be here forever)

Juke & Ladynoir they’re just so 😭🤌 you can do so much with them it’s just beautiful

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

The WIP I’ve had for the LONGEST TIME is one where I had this idea for like a Willex date but it turns into like Juke date too so it’s double date kind of thing, this is the lil note I have in the document for it that’s to myself so I don’t forget what it’s about,

It’s just been a WIP for so long at this point 😭

16. What are your writing strengths?

I like to say that “I think in dialogue” when it comes to writing bc whenever I’m writing anything in my head, the dialogue is more prominent than the imagery in my brain. To me, it’s easier to hear how characters interact with one another in my head compared to what’s happening visually.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

To me, it’s hard to do description and not just make it a giant wall of text bc in books when I see that I find it distracting at times if it’s just like description over and over again, it does depend on the wording and if it’s “boring” or not. I just don’t want to make scenes that feel boring, I want to keep the reader invested.

It’s hard for me to fully translate what’s in my head into visual words

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I’m not against it I just haven’t done it all too often

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I was in 7th grade, became obsessed with Miraculous Ladybug, had already written like 3 fics on paper (most during class) but I decided that wasn’t enough and sought out like fics online and discovered wattpad which is when I had the thought “I wonder if someone has already written this thing that I want to read?” And no one had in the specific way I wanted to read about so I wrote it myself… …when I was like 13… …so it’s not great and I cringe a lot when I look back at it but I still maintain that book to this day :) it’s a nice lil time capsule of like how my writing has involved and I continue to have ideas for it

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

“Right Where I Need To Be” (my Jatp Camp Rock AU) has a special place in my heart bc it basically was the first multi-chapter fic I’ve ever done especially for Jatp. I just had such a fun time with the AU and all the dynamics there were to be made. The comment reactions were so fun to get and I looked forward to reading them whenever I published a new part! (it do still be on hiatus 💀 I haven’t forgotten about it! It’s just life gets in the way but I have some parts written for the like “part 2” of it I just want them to be more put together before I release them)

I do also have a couple one shots I made for Miraculous that I look back on and I’m like “oh that’s a good one 🥰”

#tag game that I didn’t get tagged in but wanted to do bc it sounded fun #jatp #miraculous ladybug #fanfic writers #writing #fanfic writing #julie and the phantoms

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ackalice · 7 months

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Hiiiiiii how are ya?? :D Been a while, sorry I've been sucked into another fandom lol Anyways I found this and thought: why not ask my fren! :3 Here's an ask thing

1. who's your favorite oc?

2. who was your first oc?

3. how many ocs do you have?

4. have you kept all of your

ocs since the beginning?

5. are any of your ocs based

off of a show/book you like?

if so, who?

6. what is the species of the

majority of your ocs?

7. are any of your ocs an

original species? if so,

what's the species and who?

8. if you can, draw (oc name)!

9. write a few sentences as

(oc name)!

10. are any of your ocs part

of a story? if so, what is it

about and who's in it?

11. do you have any twin ocs?

12. are any of your ocs

siblings?

13. what is the gender of the

majority of your ocs?

14. make up a new oc right now

based on (concept/show/color/

etc.)!

15. would you ever give up any

of your ocs?

16. who is your oldest oc

(age-wise)?

17. have you ever roleplayed

as your ocs?

18. how many of your ocs were

adopted from someone else?

19. who is your least favorite

oc?

20. which oc do you think has

changed the most since you

made them?

21. who is your newest oc?

22. have you ever cosplayed

your own ocs? if so, who?

23. which oc do you think has

affected you the most as youve

grown with them?

24. have you gotten cosplayers

of your ocs? if so, of whom?

25. do you have any ocs that

you havent drawn/written as/

talked about in a long time?

if so, who?

(Please ignore this if you either don't want to answer or have had this sent to you already)

OH MY GAWD THE QUESTIONS

Hi meelu!! I’ve been alright, just very inactive because of busy busy life stuff- but I saw this pop up and I wanna answer dis cuz I luv u my moot!

Alrighty anyway OC QUESTIONS MY FAVORITE!!

1. Favorite oc: my favorite oc out of all of them? Uhhhh good god- I’m gonna say my favorite is my very first oc, C.J., because she was a very big part of my early art journey. And also she was very cringy and I love her for it.

2. First oc: whoops I answered this- it was C.J.! She was a generic fox girl I made when I was a very itty bitty kid.

3. How many ocs: don’t judge me here- from what I counted just now it’s 56. There could be more that I’m forgetting, so it’s pretty iffy. But I do remember that the number got up to 60 at some point.

4. Have you kept all your ocs since the beginning: Despite how many I have, it’ll be a surprise to hear that I have actually retired a bunch. And by a punch I mean probably over 15. This does include C.J. And her band but only because I felt like I wasn’t using her enough and she had done her part for me.

5. Are any of your ocs based on a show or book: HELL YEAH! God, dude there’s a lot. Well- I say a lot but it’s not 56 a lot- anyway-

I made warrior cat ocs, like anyone, but those were retired. I based a series I have, Remnant, off of magic girl shows but it’s too far from any of them to be directly from those media. There’s The Owl House, which was several ocs I never continued using (and I’m sad I never did), there was a Brand New Animal oc I scrapped, and of course there are more that didn’t leave the sketch phase.

I guess you could count fnaf, but that’s a given.

I also had some Helluva Boss ocs that I have sketches for and even started a comic for- but when I say a comic I mean half a page was finished and I lost motivation.

Good lord I just remembered I had a whole mlp next gen. So I made a crap ton of mlp ocs- anyway-

But then you delve into two of my favorite shows and you go down a rabbit hole of history I’m not going into- which is My Hero Academia and Tmnt. I’m saying Tmnt in general because I’ve put my ocs into several shows in the franchise. Tmnt has ocs I’ve mentioned before on this blog and MHA has seven ocs of mine, that’s Jejeru, Kami, Kai, Kianami, Marikaida, and Chinatsu. I’ve fallen out of the fandom but I might use them in future, who knows!

6. What is the species of a majority of your ocs: Okay. So. This question is very hard to explain because I delve into some WACK species genetics with my ocs- Remnant is literally based on splicing genetics. But if we are being honest, most of them either started out or were, at the beginning of their story, human. So I’m gonna go with human. The second place runner is definitely an animal crossed with a human though because those are just fun.

7. Are any of your ocs an original species: Yes, actually! I’ve got several. Not that they have names or official species types or backstories or anything, but they sure are there. I’m gonna describe random characters I’ve put together with no specific species in mind.

Lufoa, an oc I did a ramble on a while ago, is not crossed with any known animal. That’s actually part of her story, but I haven’t worked it in yet. Another I could count is Artemis, but I don’t know exactly what she is- I haven’t explained it yet. There’s also my oc Alice, (NOT A SELF INSERT) who’s some kind of demon. I dunno what kind but she’s also there.

!INTERJECTION!

I’m gonna be skipping 8 and 9 because I’m running very low on the creative juice and haven’t drawn or written for fun in a WHILE and just don’t have any motivation for it- I’m so sorry abt it but I’ll answer the rest gladly!

10. Are any of your ocs part of a story: Quite a few of them are, actually! The one’s based on tv shows and books are obviously apart of one, but I’ve got a few I’ve made up on my own. There’s Remnant, the big magical girl-ish show series about teens participating in a high grade school and also accepting genetics testing to be apart of the military (main character is not aware of this second part in the slightest, woOooOoo plot~). I’ve got Midnight Misteps, which is a similar concept but it’s the apocalypse and new species and monsters and cryptdids roam around while our main cast tries to rebuild society again. I have Vivian and Fin, the two characters I don’t have a series name for yet where Viv meets a demon through accidental circumstances but turns out it’s not accidental and she’s been kidnapped by literal Hell but she doesn’t know for a majority of her time down there. And then you’ve got Camila, the rich pink and proper girl who meets secret agent Thomas under the impression he’s just a grouchy guy and then gets roped into a big gang conspiracy in her town and has to avoid these dangers with her new cop buddy all while in heels.

So yeah I’m doing great with work in progress projects

11. Do you have any twin ocs: yes! I’ve got one set, and they’re fnaf ocs, if you can imagine it. I reworked a sister location oc around a few months ago and doubled her into two people! That’s Frankie and Danny, the sweetheart engineers! One of them isn’t a sweetheart, but yadda yadda, plot and story stuff- I’m movin’ on!

12. Are any of your ocs siblings: oh. My. God. Yes. It would be very hard for me to pick them all out and name them, but let’s just say yes. Yes, there are many. I’ve got one set of sextuplets in there somewhere-

13. What is the gender of most of your ocs: Female. It’s so female it’s unfair. I’ve been getting better at this, but I still prefer drawing women over men and I have no idea why?? It’s nothing negative or anything- I just think I started drawing girls and just kept drawing girls and completely missed the boat I had to jump onto to draw guys anatomy correctly. But I’m getting better!

14. Skipped again because creative juices….aughhhhhhh….I’m tired of not having energy to draw ;-;

15. Would you ever give up any of your ocs: Okay I’m gonna assume this is talking about giving up an oc to another person- like an adopt situation- and uh no. I don’t think I would be able to do that just because I have emotional connections to literally all of them. I love them too much to just hand over their birth certificate, y’know?

16. Who is your oldest oc (age wise): oh hah. Okay, so I’m inclined to say C.J., because I ended her story with a cute little story of her growing old with her partner in a little cottage in the countryside- but! I’m gonna give this one to Paula Fidreas, a Remnant oc, because she is quite literally in her 50’s as of the start of the story. In the simplest terms, she’s a PE teacher.

17. Have you ever roleplayed as your ocs: Yes! C.J. Was actually made from a role play! And I think I’ve role played as Camila before, but that memory is a bit fuzzy.

18. How many of your ocs were adopted from someone else: None of em’! They’re mah babies, tried and true.

19. Who is your least favorite oc: I don’t count her in my oc count but Adelaide’s adoptive mom is definitely my least favorite. As a character she has a purpose in the story but I would never use her again or draw her in detail. I don’t know, she’s just there for character development at the moment.

20. Which oc has changed the most since you made them: Vivian. Definitely Vivian. Not just because she’s the oldest of I still use, but she’s also went from a brown haired girl with zero personality and a boyfriend to a troubled teenager who is too weird and different to have friends so she seeks out companionship in the land of the dead.

21. Who is your newest oc: I mentioned them earlier and this totally breaks the abruptness of me mentioning them once out of nowhere, but the sextuplets are my newest ocs. Out of all of them, Orion is the newest because I came up with his concept first.

22. Have you ever cosplayed your own ocs: Alas, I’ve never had the determination nor the money nor the confidence to do such a thing, BUT I ALMOST DID. When I was little I almost cosplayed C.J. Because I had no other ideas for a halloween costume. I didn’t end up doing it because I chickened out. Kinda wish I did though..

23. Which oc has effected you the most as you’ve grown with them: I’m gonna give this one to Alice, actually. She’s the basis of my online persona and username, if you couldn’t tell- and she was with me through quarantine. That was a joke, but no really, she consumed my art that last year.

24. Have you gotten cosplayers of your ocs: No, lol- I don’t know near enough people or anyone who would do it. And if anyone did do it, I would be dead upon seeing or hearing it because OH MY GOD?? You thought my art was good enough to put time and money into a COSPLAY?? THANK YOU???? We’re getting married. Put on the ring.

25. Do you have any ocs you haven’t used in a long time: y e a h… I haven’t ever mentioned Pepper here. She’s uh…okay- imagine Entrapta from She-ra but ten times worse and no moral code. Evil scientist. That’s all I have to say here.

MEELU THANK YOU I NEEDED SOMETHING TO DO LOL

I’ve been off tumblr for a while bro thank you for bringing me these! They were so fun <3

#mutuals #mutual shenanigans #ask #ask game #insta thought #oc

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astheskycries · 2 years

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Wait how old are you?? And you’ve been on tumblr how long??

24! A few months from 25. Younger than most I’ve seen in the fandom, I think, just where I’ve usually lingered? But what corners I’ve always been in, I’m used to having friends older than me and not having been on tumblr as long. It makes me almost feel like an imposter.

Officially I’ve been on tumblr for about… 10 ish years, including the five second deleting of my blog I had regretted and then rejoined? But I didn’t get into fandom until I was about 15-16 which was the Avengers; before that I snooped onto a lot of those memey blogs with bright colored random posts (anyone remember those? Circa de 2010s? They were awful) and I never used it. When I got REALLY into fandom, so about 17 when it wasn’t the fluffy Avengers and it became more celebrities and coming of age, it was before people were watching it as much so I was one of those people I now don’t like (you live and learn), and many people on here that I’ve known and spoken to since joining basically watched me grow up- @avenger-nerd-mom and @thewife101 pop into mind as some I spoke to briefly back then but not much until I was like 17? @chirsevans and @fantastic-fantasy-fanfics are the loves of my life and I adore them forever after years of friendship with the most beautiful souls ever. @lemonsandstrawberries Is my tumblr mom who I discovered when I first got into fandom and learned that my tickle kink was totally normal (Mom!!!) and @imagine-assembling-the-avengers is another I’ve known forever and lets me claim as a tumblr mom. @whostheblondegirl I’ve basically followed since I discovered the Chris Evans fandom and I’ve always adored her.

LONG STORY SHORT… I’ve been on tumblr since I was a pre-teen, done a lot of the bad no-nos, and grew up with some amazing people to guide me. Now I try to write- and have been reposting old fics to help me get inspired again- and try to help others not make the same mistakes I did with the hellsite 🤷🏻‍♀️ Its been a rocky road and while some things I will forever regret (that honestly I think everyone growing up does), others I wouldn’t because of how I’ve grown and been able to not only make amends and be friends with some people I had wronged, but use it to try to promote positivity on here. No bullies. I try to be open for everyone to talk to, be it good bad or something I had done to upset them.

Also, those people tagged? I definitely missed some, but they’re worth the follow and love 💕

Sorry for a ramble, it’s 2am my time.

#tori talks #shut up tori #may delete later idk

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stumpfest-2024 · 11 months

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93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?

55: Love or lust?

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

43: Do you have any nicknames?

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

17: What was the last lie you told?

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

93. Day I woke up to my mom beaten bloody by my dad, day my grandpa looked himself, day my dad died, day my mom killed herself, day I hurt my best friend. Pick any, take em all.

89. I don’t know really, I’m trying to be more open and honest with my life and who I am. Maybe if people ask if I’d made mistakes or slip ups as a vegan. I’m human, we all make mistakes.

81. He lived as he died, butt up in gasoline. (It’s a FunHaus reference)

73. Love, I wish I would have the sense of picking trust but it just grabbed me.

72. I’d like to think I’d just suffer in silence, I’ve grown accustom to living like that by my own volition. But I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to not. I’d just go see all my people, thank them for the life I’ve gotten to live. I wouldn’t say I’ve done all I wanted to do before I died but I’m not going on some grand excursion to complete a bucket list. I just want my people to know they mattered to me and I love them. I’d be fucking terrified.

70. I think I am, I tend to isolate myself too much so I know I’d have a hard time with a friend who doesn’t reach out. I’d assume I hate me.

67. Just laying in bed, probably on Tumblr

54. I got a Softitas Bowl w/ chips & guac at Chipotle for lunch.

55. Easy, love.

49. Oh yes plenty, I’ve always been amazed when rumors get back to me cus I assume I’m not important enough to be talked about.

27. The sound of my name, it gets repeated constantly at work; my favorite is honestly my person’s snoring. Means she’s sleeping peacefully and that’s magic to my ears.

43. Big D, Dan Man, Dapper, DK are all ones that my employees call me. And I’ve been called Dan Dan recently by one of my favorite little humans, a name I had as a kid.

26. In some ways yeah, I think I’m pretty comfortable with myself and I have a lot of belief in myself when it comes to work. And in so many other ways I’m just upset I haven’t grown more. Especially in the realm of my own self-confidence and insecurities in my personal life.

25. I’ve legit only video chatted on the internet in the past and for work. I much prefer the phone.

16. New Found Glory, been them since I started really listening to music 20 some odd years ago.

17. “I’m okay.”

15. In front of it, I don’t mind the limelight and being a source of knowledge or creativity.

11. Not really, just heights and death.

12. Besides a finger no.

9. I don’t know about poems, but there’s been writing about me, never in the context of anything good. Only sad stuff has ever been written about me, I hope to change that one day.

1. My current Top 6 on Spotify right now are:

Came Out Swinging by The Wonder Years

EP 5: Hating Stuff by Ian McConnell

Hell No by Ingrid Michaelson

Last Young Renegade by All Time Low

More Like A Crash by Mayday Parade

Loved You A Little by The Maine

#ask

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thewiglesswonder · 1 year

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fic writer ask: 1, 2, 7, 8, 12, 13, 17, 37

1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

Since it’s the only one of my multi-chapter fics that’s. You know. Finished, I think I’d have to point people towards Frametypes. It’s got everything I’m a slut for; villains, weird enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, side characters being shitheads, and a healthy heaping serving of worldbuilding. Using the characters to infodump, Dan Backslide style. No one will ever know. Either that or Triumvirate, to introduce one to my love of sidelined characters that I feel have been treated unjustly or simply incorrectly by the fandom at large.

2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?

Backstory, Friendship and Worldbuilding. Sounds pretty accurate!

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of?

I eat, sleep, and breathe worldbuilding, so I’m sure I could talk your metaphorical ear off about this. But I’m going to narrow it down to what I’ve written (cough. Going to write) regarding Blitzwing’s backstory in Triumvirate. I poured a lot of thought into the way one might go about something as insane as inventing the triple-changer procedure, and where I got with that regarding Astrotrain and Octane, giving them shout-outs and subsequent reasons why they’re absent in Animated proper.

8. What song would make a great fic (to either write or read)?

I’ve actually kind of experience this already, but there’s a certain point in The Brave Shall Heed The Call where the author mentions The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy as the perfect backing track to the chapter, and when I tell you it blew my tits clean off— but in terms of something that doesn’t already exist, I’d have to go with Babylon by Lady Gaga. The nightclub-fight vibes are undeniable.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

I actually don’t think so? My tastes have remained fairly consistent, the brain to which they belong has just gotten smarter around them.

13. Are there any tropes you used to like but don’t anymore?

I dimly remember thinking soulmate AUs and such were sweet when I was taking my first stumbling baby deer-esque steps into things, but I much prefer organically driven relationship tropes now. Stuffing soulmates and preordained stuff feels a little too Calvinist for my liking.

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Animated StarOp Moulin Rouge AU. I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again, everything works. It’s definitely better appreciated in a brain-animatic sense, given the nature of musical theater, but I digress. (Also what would certainly turn out to be a novel’s worth of canon divergent TFA content in which Shockwave adopts Wasp. I will not be taking questions.)

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

It’s understandable that Orbits and Pieces hasn’t gotten a lot of attention, but I’m working on it! It was born out of a collaborative shitpost, as many good things are, and will fill in a missing scene with what I hope to be a good balance of humor, action, and side-character appreciation. Only five days pass between Wasp escaping the Stockades and arriving on Earth to exact his revenge, so how exactly did he get the electronic paint that caused so much trouble for Team Prime? Read this (when it’s finished) to find out. Give it a go and keep it in your sights!

#these were SO much fun. thank you so much #asks #tf #tfa

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the-al-chemist · 2 years

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You know what this week's FFWF is gonna be because I literally copy/pasted it off our chat log, haha 😂😂😂

Reading about Lyra in HDM, you can obviously see how much she’s influenced you and Artemis (and I love both of them). Do you think Artemis has changed a lot away from that or in general, really, since then?

This is what happens when you ask me difficult questions just as I’m going to work… Never stop, never change 💛✨🌻

I’ve posted so many times about how much I adore Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials, and how much the novels influenced me as as a person and now as a writer. Though Artemis was never consciously based on Lyra Belacqua from HDM, Lyra’s character was such a heroine to me as a child that there was no way that I could create a young girl to be the main character of a fantasy coming-of-age story and not have the definite similarities.

I’d actually say that Artemis became a little more like Lyra after I’d started writing her. At first, she was more like me, thanks to the RP aspect of the original game, but this didn’t work with the story. I would never get into half the situations MC - and therefore Artemis - does, so Artie had to become bolder and less considerate of her actions and their consequences. I’d say that in a way, she morphed into a strange combination of myself as a child and Lyra Belacqua before developing into a character in her own right through writing her experiences and relationships, as well as her getting older. Lyra is 12 at the start of Northern Lights, and is approaching 14 at the end of the Amber Spyglass (though she is older in the TV show), whereas Artemis is 16 at the point of publishing and 17 at the point where I’m writing (or older in some short stories/the Rockstar AU). Lyra is still very much a child for most of the series, whereas Artemis comes of age at the end of year 6, and spends the last story already a young adult. She has had more time to mature, and it shows in the later stories. She is still the same wild little girl she was at the start (and still is in my mind), but she has just grown up. She’s a woman now.

In terms of how Artemis and Lyra are similar: they are both brave and bold, they are good at pushing away emotions, they are very practical, they are very determined and resourceful, they have a feral quality to them, and they are compassionate and full of love. However, Lyra’s defining quality in the HDM series and its recurring theme is how accomplished she is at lying. I made the conscious decision to make Artemis a bad liar as I felt it necessary to distance herself from Lyra (especially once I decided on her faceclaim). I would say that Artemis’ main traits and recurring themes are her longing for both freedom and a family, and her desire to uncover the truth. Lyra is a liar, Artemis is a Seeker.

I think that answers the question?

#artemis hexley #al speaks #happy ffwf

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purplesurveys · 2 years

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1447

1. When was the last time you shaved your legs? It may have been last Friday before we drove off to Zambales for the weekend.

2. What were you doing this morning at 8am? I was either scrolling through social media in bed or doing a survey.

3. What were you doing 15 minutes ago? Cleaning up Kimi’s accident in my room and putting together my stuff so I can go up the rooftop to take this now.

4. What are you wearing? I have a purple shirt on and a pair of black shorts.

5. Are you mad at anyone right now? I’m mad at the weather but not at any person, no.

6. The last person to say they loved you? My mom, I think. 7. Last time you had sex? Sometime in 2020, I don’t remember exactly when anymore.

8. Do you know the words to the song on your MySpace profile? I don’t have Myspace and that hasn’t been around for a while now.

9. Last thing received in the mail? Our electricity bill, if my memory serves me well.

10. Do you have any famous relatives? Not famous as in celebrities, but I have a link to local politics and am related to certain figures who’ve been involved in my country’s history.

11. Have you ever had sex in a public place? Not with any people around, I think. < Same.

12. Have you ever been searched by the cops? I have not.

13. How is your hair? Color-wise I definitely need to dye it soon because my roots are growing like they’ve never grown before, lmao; length-wise I think it can still hold out for a bit longer; and condition-wise it needs a wash, which I’ll do tonight after dinner.

14. How many different drinks have you had today? Just two, coffee and water. I feel like having chocolate milk though so I plan on having a glass of that tonight with dinner.

15. What have you eaten today? Leftover pompano, crab salad sandwich, French fries, and a couple of gummy worms.

16. Are you any good at math? I can be good at it, like there are topics I genuinely enjoyed covering like algebra, geometry, and stat. I’m completely rubbish at calc and trig though.

17. Do you have plans on Friday night? No and I’d rather stay home since that would be my dad’s last evening with us - he leaves first thing Saturday morning next week. I might take my family out to dinner as a last hurrah, we’ll see.

18. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach? No. I do write and draw stuff on the sand a lot when I find myself at the beach; it just never happens to be my name.

19. Last kiss? September something, year and a half ago.

20. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? I’ve never tried doing that and don’t think I ever would.

21. Do you like the ocean? I love it, it’s one of my favorite places to be.

22. Do you stay friends with your ex's? Nopes.

23. What are you excited about? Dinner, I’m fucking starving. And the two holidays that’ll be happening in the next two weeks hahaha yay for 4-day work weeks!

24. What did you do last night? I just watched a whole list of BTS videos in the living room with my parents and played with the dogs; then I tried out my new oil diffuser once I got settled in my room later on in the evening. It was a bit of a lowkey Friday evening, which was fine with me as I had a pretty hectic schedule last weekend.

25. Are any of your great-grandparents still alive? No, my last living great-grandma died in 2010.

26. Where do you keep your change? I have a section in my wallet where I keep the coins.

27. Do you remember the most naughty night of your life? Probably not the most but I can pull up a couple of memories off the top of my head.

28. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? I mean it’s always nice to do it with someone else but I also don’t mind being alone now.

29. What was the weather like on your birthday? Scorchingly hot but I was in the living room with the aircon on all day so I wasn’t too bothered.

30. Would you have sex with someone on your friends list? No, not with any one of my friends now.

#survey #surveys

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yoisami · 5 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/yoisami/736591136638009344/please-im-going-balddo-u-have-hair-issues-or

LONG SHIT AHEAD READ UNDER UR OWN RISK😭😭😭

PLEASE MY HAIR WAS TILL MY KNEES BUT IT KEPT FALLING AND IT WAS HARD TO BRUSH THEM TOO SO I CUT IT TILL MY WAIST NOW SO I CAN SAVE FEW HAIRS THAT COMES OUT BECAUSE OF DETANGLING SHIT.

I have pcod and also basically im jobless rn and live with my parents. My doc stopped my meds and since then it's falling a lot. It was already too much now just too too much. I cry every night lol🫡

PLEASE WHAT HAIR SHAMPOO OR WHAT SHIT SHOULD I USE TO STOP THIS!!

I don't eat much but honestly I don't eat packed items and so much chemical shit like the others. It hurts lol. I'm already so much insecure about my hair. I have huge forehead. Now my hairline will probably go up to my head centre💀💀 GOSHHH I THINK MY ISSUE IS HORMONE BUT YEAH

MY GYNO SCOLDS ME EVERYTIME BUT SHE AINT NO HELP😭😭

I AM NOT EVEN WORRIED ABOUT ME BEINH JOBLESS AND DEGREELESS RN BUT MY FUCKINGGGGG HAIRRRRRR GOSHH

WOAH OMFG TILL UR KNEES ?? u would be in shock to know that i’ve ever only grown my hair till like my chest and then my asian mother ordered me to cut it bc she said i would get hair loss 😞

and omg nonnie.. i hope u’re ok :,( sending u virtual hugs bc it rly seems like u have it tough :(( make sure u take good care of urself tho, srsly. like stay hydrated, eat the right nutrients, get thee right amount of sleep and etc yk ??

perhaps u should see a doctor ab this tho.. like a derm or smth idk but if u are experiencing excessive hair loss then u should probably refer to a specialist who will be able to help u w ur situation 😤

i don’t rly use much for my hair tbh. idek if people are still gonna call me a girl after this but i just wash it w some shampoo and then i blow dry it 💀 like not even conditioner bc (NOT TRYNA BRAG HERE OR WTV) my hair is naturally silky so i don’t rly do much to it.. but mb i will add like an oil someday to promote hair growth/thickness but i still have to research. BUT FOR U ANON, u probably should firstly use a sulfate free shampoo bc it strips away natural oils that keeps ur hair healthy !!! and mb add a hair mask or serum to target ur issue but that’s just what people do ig.. BUT i DO NOT recommend doing all that first bc it seems like ur situation is quite serious, so it's much better for u to seek help from a professional !!!!!

AND OFC i literally am no expert in hair so take everything i said w a grain of salt bc i have no fucking clue what i do to my hair i am simply just a dumb little 17 yr old girl who writes stories ab her fictional crushes 😓😓

#૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა — ୨୧ message from anon !#wishing u all the best on ur hair journey anon :(((

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intheforest-hides-a-light · 5 months

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You probably get praise in your inbox every other week, but I’m still here to congratulate you on your writing. TPATA is extraordinary. And not only because of it being one of handful of depictions of a relationship that has all the canon backing but none of the acknowledgement in fanon, but also in the writing itself. Whether or not you have the time or motivation to complete it one day, I remain grateful it exists at all.

Thank you Anon. Oh how I wish you weren’t anonymous so I could thank you properly! The anon praise doesn’t come as often as you might think, so messages like these are all the sweeter!

It has been on my mind lately to resume The Poison and The Antidote. It’s crazy to think that I started writing it when I was about 18 and I just turned 22. Time flies. I’ve grown so much as a person and as a writer since I started that fanfic, and it’s a little strange looking back and comparing my style today to how I wrote when I was a teen. I am still proud of my work, but there are things I would write differently now that I’m older and wiser. Maybe that’s meant to be, because Rachel starts off at 17 and doesn’t get older and wiser until later chapters.

It makes me smile to see that people still are so fond of TPATA after all this time. Your message has inspired me to go back and look at the drafts for the next chapter. I probably need a lot of lore refreshers… but maybe the time I took away from writing it will make it even better.

Thank you for your kindness and motivation! Sending virtual hugs! And check AO3 for another chapter… not sure when, but soon!

-Stina

#far cry 5 #fanfiction #hiatus

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calsvoid · 6 months

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Fic Writers Tag

i got tagged by @daisyishedwig thanks for that

i invite anyone who would like to do this <3

disclaimer: as i am a pretty inactive writer and have posted/finished a total of zero fics, most of these are going to be simply unanswerable for me and my answers revolve around my wips rather than any completed fics

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

none, but i have three (four? five?) wips right now

2. What’s your AO3 word count?

again none, but i got to 12k+ on the first and scrapped draft of one of my wips

3. What fandoms do you write for?

glee because i have so many brainworms for seblaine , but i do hope that one day i’ll have space in my head to generate other fandom fic ideas

4. Top 5 fics by kudos

none

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i absolutely would if i had any, i love interacting with others and would answer as many as i could

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

out of my main wips, my kurt pov fic is probably the saddest just because if you’re a klaine fan, they break up, so rip. but that one is also more of a hopeful ending type of thing. the other answer is this one klaine wedding drabble that i have which is just pure angst for seblaine and they’re just in pain

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

most of my wips are all happy endings, but i like to think my blaine pov one is the happiest just because blaine gets to be in a good place in his life and heading for even bette

8. Do you get hate on fics?

have not written any, would not be surprised if i did just because i like characterizing seblaine as in love and that’s not super in-character

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

nope, have never been interested in writing smut, so probably not ever gonna be a thing for me

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one youve ever written?

also no

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

it’s impossible really

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no, and also a thing that will probably never happen. i like my specific work process and having to combine with someone else would be really stressful i think. i do love to share ideas though and i suppose i could co-write in that way

14. Favorite ship of all time?

seblaine seblaine seblaine. they’ve been in my mind for almost a year now (though there was a small episode of not being obsessed with them) ever since i discovered them and i just adore them. they’re everything i love about pairings and i love the potential of the glee universe and all the characters and i’ve grown so attached to these two and they’re probably going to be my favorite for a very very long time. like the angst, the fluff, the little nuances i’ve built for them in my head. i’ve trapped myself and i will sit in my cage and have fun because they’re my sweet angels who are so fucked up and in love, i adore them. i’ve always loved ships where one is a second choice because damn if it doesn’t hurt knowing someone doesn’t want you (supposedly) and you’re not a real thing for them (supposedly). and like the fact they had this friendship that just went so wrong so fast. i’ll never get over them i swear

15. Wip you want to finish, but doubt you will?

my sebklaine au of my kurt pov fic probably. i do love it and the concept, but the fact that i’m putting it off until i can get the original finished means it’s probably never gonna come or be just very far into the future

16. What are your writing strengths?

not sure honestly? i haven’t really written a lot in the past forever, so i’ve never gotten a lot of feedback on my writing.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i have a lot, but repetitiveness and my sentence structures probably. i have a lot of thoughts and i need to stop shoving them all into one sentence.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

i don’t like the idea of using google translate nor do i want to research a bunch about languages, so i just like to put whole sentences in italics and write somewhere that they’ve switched languages. as for small words and phrases, i would probably do a bit of research on that, still use italics, but i’ll also write it out in the language

19. First fandom you wrote for?

cinderella and it was for a school assignment

20. Fave fic youve written?

ironically, my favorite is probably my kurt pov fic. i am a sucker for outsider povs and it’s just an idea i haven’t seen explored super deeply and i wanna do that because it would be so fun.

#writing #fanfic #glee #seblaine #klaine #sebklaine

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2allofthethingsivelovedbefore · 9 months

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A Long Overdue Update

since I literally just came back to my account after idk 4 years and it’s actually refreshing to be back, I missed it. I read through my old drafts, changed my bio, etc so guess I’ll give you guys all the updates.

I’m not a teenager anymore, the last time I was on this account I was 17 and a high school senior...now I’m 20 (though I turn 21 in abt a week so let’s round up ig) and I’ll be done with uni in a week!

I don’t write anymore, though I did read one of my old drafts and it made me realize that I used to be able to write really well actually so who knows maybe that will change.

I don’t read nearly as much anymore either, I’ve recently gotten back into it but I read nowhere near as much as I used to and I don’t enjoy the same kinds of books that I used to. I’ve recently finished (and loved) the main Selection trilogy? (idk if it counts as a trilogy bc the author gave us two more books that feature the 2 main character but the best way to describe it is a spin off ig bc they aren’t the focus anymore) and right now I’m reading Game of Thrones because I need more content with those characters that I’ve missed since the show ended.

I don’t watch half the things I used to watch, in part because I grew out of them or they ended, so Voltron, Jane the Virgin, Steven Universe, KOTLC, PJO, She-Ra all that stuff, you probably wont see here very often since I don’t really watch/read them anymore, YJ is a special case though, I might get into that another day but don’t expect me to post much if at all on that (plus didn’t it just get cancelled again?) KOTLC is also a special case, I’ll read it only when a new book comes out because at this point I just need to know how this all ends, but I doubt I’ll be active in the fandom.

If you were wondering what I do now, I’m into GoT, AWAE (though those shows are finished so) HotD, Arcane, Euphoria, Bridgerton, Attack on Titan, Spy x Family, Sanditon, however I’m not really “in” the fandom for any of these, and probably more that I just don’t remember, but feel free to give me recs bc I’ll still watch them and maybe give a hot take abt it occasionally lol

Finally, I’m not sure what I gonna do with this account to be quite honest. I’m not deleting it but I don’t think I’ll have a clear theme. I think the best way to describe my plan is like a coming of age sort/lifestyle sort of blog. I’ve grown up now, and to a degree, I’m just now finding myself, in part due to the fact that we were in a pandemic for like 2 years and because of a lot of other stuff. But I hope you’ll join me for the ride, and all the funny stuff in between, just think of this as a place where I document my joys and experiences, the cool stuff, the mundane stuff, and even the quirky stuff in between.

I know that my account wasn’t big before I practically abandoned it but feel free to ask me anything regardless or if you were here way before or if your new lol.

#lifestyle #student #coming of age #growin’ up #young adult #healthy living #slow living #20 something #being in your 20s #life in your 20s #college #university #be yourself #living for myself #life lessons #letting go #take your time

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angrilymanaging · 1 year

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K, So…. I’m writing.

This lady on snapped poisoned most of her family, and murdered them. Like first, the husband, then her son, and then tried to kill her daughter, and that’s when people started getting suspicious. She was a nurse, Her husband, didn’t work, which I guess wasn’t a problem, he was a stay at home dad, they had 3 kids. The oldest I guess showed like signs of savant syndrome right, She excelled at everything. She didn’t try to kill her she only told her about it, and enlisted her in her evil plan. The husband, was I don’t want to call him like a bum, but he didn’t work a lot he had like part time jobs, was heavy in his music not that he tried to make a career of it, but was like me you know, passionate about music, but I know I couldn’t really ever be famous, in turn I don’t really care much for speaking in front of or being around large crowds of people. I like to sing but in private, or in church. When I think of goals in the industry I definitely mean behind the scenes like, doing hair and styling clothes. Anyway, Her son had autism and seizures, and was an emo kid. His death wasn’t really suspicious, people almost expected it, cause of different things he was posting on his social media. He was who he was. The other daughter was I guess just a drain. I don’t understand these women, Like cause no not me, not now, it’s what this girl says to broke boys when it comes to sex. I wasn’t always like that though, I really used to give niggas a chance to disappoint me and ruin my life, like, I know you have the potential to do it, just prove me wrong. You not gonna prove me wrong?Ok bet.

I started having kids when I was very young. Not on purpose, just lack of general knowledge of sex love and intimacy. I was so ignorant, and just naive as soon as my daughters turned 13, I bought the book “The Coldest Winter Ever” for them. I mean I gave them age appropriate books, when they began coming into their moons, like my favorites were “The care and keeping of You” Those are the American Girl series, but I don’t really live in a town where wholesome, is really the way of life, and I knew that both of them would own half my personality and attitude, so I let Sista Soulja do a bunch of the teaching for me to begin with, and I made for damn sure that when they reached whatever point it was for them, that their decisions were well informed. You can’t tell nobody I didn’t teach ya ass nothin cause I definitely told you what could happen if you was out there bein grown. So my oldest daughter, I had when I was 17. She, I believe is about to be 24, I’ve lost track since she got grown enough to “Fly herself out” somewhere for her birthday weekends. She is pretty level headed, she’s the kid that made me believe that it was easy. She was a very sweet baby, her disposition even right now, is gentle. She taught me not to hit my kids, she taught me not to yell, and she taught me how to be a good friend. My youngest daughter is 17. I can’t wait until she turns 18, so she could be legal enough to be responsible for her own decisions. Again, half my personality and half my attitude. I die on crosses she nails me too very often, and it is very stressful. I love her, I really do, but her being 18, will be a relief. Then she can take my advice or not, and it will be on her. She has a very high spirit, and strong mind. She teaches me patience. She really doesn’t understand that my life was not always good like it was when I had her. She was the one that I had, to teach me about my responsibilities as a mom. I couldn’t take the bus with 2 kids. I had to learn to drive, and buy a car. I barely had a sitter with one kid, I had none with 2 kids, I had to sit down and raise them. I didn’t want to live with my mom with 2 kids, I had to keep my own place. She met me when I was able to give them anything they wanted, and anything they needed, take them anywhere they wanted to go. My only son is 13. He was planned, not born in wed lock, but brought forth through love. He is the only man who can, and will break my heart, probably over and over again. I tread very lightly with him. I love him from a distance. I have a 7 year old grandson. He is very funny and very cute. He cushions the blow a bit, for the situation with my son. He isn’t my son, but I am allowed the pleasure of assisting to raise him. Before me, It was my dad. He was his best friend,lol. Guess who is his best friend now?

All of my children have different fathers, which I don’t really think that it would have turned out different. I was 17, with the first, I was 23, with the second, and 28 when the last one came. So I don’t know they didn’t come, like most peoples, all of them were the baby for their own time, and I have always been proud of that, they are each spoiled in their own way. By happy mistake, my bloodline regenerates about every 5 to seven years, I’m wondering which daughter it will be this time, cause we are very over due lol. It won’t be me, oh that’s what this was originally about, I have to be mindful of going off on those tangents.

So after my son was born, I stayed with his dad for about a year. I did cheat, but with a women, not that that is better you know… cheating is wrong.I don’t regret it, and would probably definitely do it again. I don’t know, you can ask him why he deserved it. What I will say though is that by the time my baby was almost one, I felt like I looked better going it alone. I think it was at about around his tenth month that I had decided that not only was I not having anymore children with his dad, but with nobody,and took the necessary precautions to not, Period. I was carrying my whole family by myself, now never did I ever think about killing anyone like this lady did, I love all of my kids, I loved them from the day I found out about them, f’ck a nigga. People call me a bully, because of how I handle children, I am tough, but I am very fair, and I’m really a softy, til you get beside yourself. I am the greatest advocate for children because adults responsible for me ALL dropped the ball. I did love my daddy, and he was my hero, but when I got grown enough to understand, please believe, he made his fair share of apologies. I guess I could understand, why my 2 youngest children would call me abusive, cause I am the disciplinarian in their lives. I am militant at best, but the only people who have problems with how I handle my kids, are the bums I don’t want them to turn out like, that is me being honest, so I don’t really trip when I hear rumors about my parenting skills cause look at the people talking.

But, when you are the mom, the dad, the breadwinner….. and you have a man, something has to give. I didn’ want to put myself in a position where poverty was my only option, because I had too many kids. I didn’t want to be one of those people who never got to really have a life, because there was always a kid to raise. I also didn’t want to put my children in a position where they wouldn’t get a fair share of the generational wealth I hope to one day build. So I got my tubes tied. After I had my last baby. We can f’ck but I’m not having anymore babies, that is out of the question. I’m actually glad that I did too because I am not good with love, and just cause a nigga say they love you, don’t mean they do, and I’m not bout to push nobody else out to end up raising them by myself. Plus, when I’m ready to be done with your ass I don’t need no ties that bind. Not to mention, it isn’t fair to your kid. I’m 40 now, and with my children reared, and slim to no possibility of having another one… I am not going to lie if I get pregnant again, that will be my first ever abortion, and I will repent everyday, and I when I die demand the guy at the pearly gates to go and get his manager, because he will have to see reason. I work hard on my body. I like to do things I want to do and with 2/3rds of my children raised, the last being in the care of loving parents, who is bout to have a baby when there are trips to Miami to be taken? I met a woman who had grown kids, and then a toddler and she was like 45, didn’t even know where the kids father was, if she even knew who it was because she was the type. Don’t get it twisted, like I borderline the type you dig? But I’m not crazy enough to get pregnant and start all over again, and by myself, immediately no.

So when I think of this lady marrying this man, I guess one baby with him, kind of made sense but you just kept on. Why if you know this nigga didn’t like to work, and had little to no ambition, for any goal in life, would you, first of all how do you even get horny enough to have sex with and get pregnant by a nigga who buyin ya birthday cards, anniversary, and Valentine’s Day gifts with your money. I think about it and laugh at how really stupid I used to be. Just for you to get so tired of taking care of they overgrown asses, and put antifreeze in they food and drinks. You looked better just takin your favorite kid and haulin ass. Them people was grown. Now you on death row.

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theduderdrew · 1 year

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I’m An Old Man Now

I am now deciding at the ripe age of 26 to write my thoughts out on a *public forum.

It’s been a while. I genuinely cannot remember the last time I was on this app. Which is good. In regards to what I want to use this app for, I’m okay with that. I can’t afford a therapist so I’m good with a bit of discretion.

Where to start, though? So much has happened in my 26 years of life. I kinda wished I would have done this earlier so I could bounce some of these ideas off of something. 26-year-old me and 23-year-old me had vastly different perspectives of the world. Wish I could talk to that kid nowadays. He was bright and bubbly. Hell, 17-year-old me was even more joyful than him. Would be great to get a room with all these versions of myself and discuss what kind of music we like. Maybe what kind of actors we’re obsessed with. Who we are chasing after at the moment romantically. Now that’s a good source of a lot of my unresolved issues lol. Whatever, this is a tangent.

I guess these things will be kind of free form…stream of consciousness?? Sure, whatever comes to mind. That sounds good. I just want to leave something behind I reckon. Something I can look back on and say, “Yeah, that’s me at 26 FOR SURE.” Something to look back on and cringe. I used to write a lot on notebooks. I have a trusty stack of them, but pages are missing. Torn from them because I couldn’t stand to look at stuff I would have wrote while I’m drunk. Or high. Or sad. Or angry. Or happy. Everything involving me gives me the ick. Also, you’ve picked up the lingo “(insert thing here) gives me the ick” Future Drew. Good luck shaking that off.

Where was I? Current way of thinking. So you are in a relationship that has you torn. Torn in a way you were not expecting. All of the friends you have cultivated since high school/college are now contemplating cutting you off (or already have) because you are isolating again. You’ve spent a lot of time with your partner. It’s a personal choice. You really feel completely comfortable with her. She has a ton of flaws, but you love her. You kind of feel trapped because of the amount of love you have for her. But it’s a partner you have actually felt something for. That’s not a dig at the past s/o’s. You have a soft spot for all of them but they set your entire being on fire like this person does. That’s why you can’t get away. You’ve cancelled plans. Cut off your friends. Haven’t reached out. All of your energy belongs to her. Which no one could possibly understand it. It’s unhealthy. You’ve never had healthy relationships to set a system of role modeling on.

Your parents were dysfunctional. Your step dad and mom divorced after a tumultuous 10+ years. They sucked for each other. It wasn’t until your mom and biological sperm donor got back together that you wished for the previous dysfunction. Well, not exactly. That’s not fair. You are so emotionally distant that you can’t possibly give a shit about what your mother decides to do with her romantic life. You only hope she gets the help she absolutely needs. Could be a projection of your own problems, but we all need help right?

Back to the friends. They are tired of my shenanigans. They don’t like the neglect. I don’t blame them, though. In some ways, I believe I’ve outgrown them. But that would imply that you have grown since 17 (*spoiler* you have NOT). To be fair, however, I do have a yearning to reach out to other people. Visit other places. Ingrain myself in other environments that isn’t Atlanta, GA (that is where you live at the moment). The only problem is where you live now (previously mentioned) is owned by one of said friends. You’ve also really hurt her apparently. She cried in front of you, citing that you haven’t been a great friend. The house has been super AWKWARD since. How were you supposed to know though? You were so far up your own ass you couldn’t see the damage you were causing. Now that you are out, smelling the roses, the roses are dying. They have been relocated. Away from you. You’re gonna be alone for a while, so you need to get used to it. Just like your dear old dad.

You have been spending a lot of time with John. He is still selfish. Still a loner. A hermit. A republican? Didn’t see that one coming. You allotted time to spend with him, usually on Monday nights. This is football time for your old man, so you don’t have to talk much. It’s better that way. Better to not address the years I haven’t seen the guy. Keep that elephant in the corner. However, since the breakup, you’ve neglected mom. You can’t even place her. Mom’s divorce has taken her out of the home she knew for 10+ years and into the unknown. And you’re watching football. Fuck you. I don’t care if you are working and it’s the only convenient place, you need to be there for Mom. And you’re not. This Christmas will be the only time in a month you have bothered to hang out with her. That’s hurtful, man. Do better. Stop putting your energy in the things that you have lost before and could lose again (i.e. relationships, your father). That’s a bit unfair. You desperately want to rebuild these relationships into your version of happiness. It could work. But you’ll need to neglect those who were there before your Dad and your current partner. What can you do? How can you juggle? You friends hate the girlfriend you have now. Your mom hates (but actually fucking LOVES) your father. Will the balls stay in the air or fall down with every other lost relationship or friendship you’ve managed to fuck up in the past. Only time will tell. That’s the beauty of this immersive sim game we call life. You can make it your own.

I’m gonna call it a night. I’ve made an ass of myself enough. Hopefully I can private this shit. Good night.

*Touch The Sun - Cryalot*

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