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copperhawkthoughts · 2 years

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A scrap of a WIP to share on this, the most Wednesdayest of days:

You kneel down in front of the fading purple gem as the aura of dunamantic residue settles around you, muttering speculations to yourself. Caleb kneels down by your side and says, with no little sympathy and without any censure, “It is difficult. There is so much to learn here. Pray there’s time, afterward.”

You are ruefully aware of your own earlier words reflected back at you, and you think it’s more than you deserve that he doesn’t rub your nose in your own hypocrisy.

The others seem content enough to linger for the moment, investigating the remaining bodies and fussing over Fjord, so you drift over to the second terminal, inspecting the unexpended gem closely. There is something so familiar here, but it eludes you, until….oh. Oh.

“Caleb!” You beckon him over and as he steps to your side again you usher him in, palming the back of his head and guiding him closer until he can see what you see - the purple colour of the gem fading to a tiny black field of stars. A miniature Beacon.

Caleb’s hair is bound low at the nape of his neck today and is soft beneath your hand as he turns to face you and asks, hushed, “what do you do with this knowledge?”

What do you do with this knowledge? What is this knowledge? You don’t know.

“I don’t know.”

The rest of the Nein, who have gathered behind you, urge you to take the gem and you want to so very badly that you don’t think about all the reasons why you shouldn’t and you stand, beginning to reach out with your magic, testing the cracked and ancient artifice in front of you.

You let your eyes drift out of focus until you can see your magic glowing darkly over the console and the tube, coalescing along the essential cracks and showing you, as clearly as if you were to watch it happen over and over, the ways the glass and stone will fall. You let this play in front of your vision until you see the best way to proceed, and then you deftly twist gravity here and untwist it there so that the stone and glass are crushed and shattered and fall gently away. Then you lift your hand in front of you, fingers spread, and the tiny Beacon sifts out of the gravel-fine rubble and floats before you.

You consider for only a moment before sending it over to float in front of Caleb with a twitch of your hand - a gift, an obligation, a peace offering, a small hook of your own for the only other man you’d trust with it.

Caleb is watching you, not the floating stone. His eyes are nearly black, pupils wide, though it isn’t any more dimly lit in this room than it was a moment ago. He swallows before he says, voice raspier than usual, “don’t you think you should hold onto this?”

You do. You don’t. Temptation is a funny thing. “There’s two, aren’t there?”

#critical role #cr fanfic #of course Caleb thinks effortless displays of arcane mastery are hot #have you met the man?#the mighty nein #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #shadowgast #wip wednesday #copperhawk writes

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stillgotlipstick · 2 years

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ao3 authors learn to use half-decent punctuation challenge

#like I’m sorry but #good punctuation makes it SO much easier to read #style and formatting are your friends I promise you #I know it’s become a cool stylistic trend to do everything lowercase #and I do that myself for shitposting and stuff but like #for a story??#incorrect or missing comma usage makes my brain DNF a story immediately tbh #it’s proof that reading more than just fanfic is actually so important #I genuinely don’t think you can develop a good personal writing style without reading actual books #and like #a LOT of them #you need to see variety #and not to be like a teacher or whatever but #mastery of the basics is important before you start tearing those basics apart for stylistic choices imo #and like don’t get me wrong I read a LOT of fanfic #but I read a lot of actual books too #and the books are what make my writing better #every now and then you come across a white whale fanfic that’s got incredible writing and style #but like lbr most of them are not like that #which is okay!#anyway commas are your friend and I stand by that

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revryebread · 2 months

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The Kickstarter for Interstitial 2E: The Premiere Fanfic TTRPG is live!

Interstitial encourages you to play with your toys. Take characters from media you enjoy, relive multi-fandom RP days, & be your most indulgent self.

In it's themes, Interstitial is a game about the connections between people, the impact of changing relationships, and the power of friendship.

Cringe is dead—you're free now.

The first edition of Interstitial was the first game I ever designed & released. I'm proud of the it, but aware of it's setbacks.

Interstitial 2E fixes what never worked, breaks what needed breaking, and gives everything just a bit of a buff—all while maintaining the heart.

If this is your first time here: Interstitial is a PBTA game that is based around the Links System- connections with others you gain over your adventures.

They're separated into four categories- Light, Dark, Mastery, and Heart. These will end up being your stats and currency.

This game wants you to pull characters from books, games, podcasts, anything and play as them. It's not "I'm basically playing darth vader", you just are playing Darth Vader. Vegeta is here, Catra, Kermit, Luffy. It doesn't matter who they are, you can and should play them.

2E has new playbooks, new rules, it's all been rewritten to just be better- It's the game that finally gives the polish that Our Hearts Intertwined deserved.

If you want to hear it played, check out Riley Hopkins & Their Amazing Friends' latest season!

#interstitial #kickstarter #fanfiction #kingdom hearts #interstitial ap #crossover art #crossover

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crazyplantkid · 5 months

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genre i love: queer sports

examples:

Haikyuu!!

Creator: Haruichi Furudate

Sport: Volleyball

Medium: Manga + Anime

Queer coded to hell and back with no explicit canon. A popular anime that's very engaging. Whenever I watch it I feel like I should get my life together. It's super good, but fanbase can be a lil weird.

Fence

Author: C. S. Pacat

Sport: Fencing

Medium: 5 collated graphic novels + 2 novels

This one changed my life. I discovered it and haven’t been the same since. It’s cute, the two main characters are oblivious wee things, but there is canon representation in the older characters. Almost (if not all) of these characters are Queer As Hell. It’s brilliant. If you like Golden-Retriever-Sunshine-Boy-with-Troubled-Past x Grumpy-Black-Cat-with-Emotionally-Distant-Parents trope, then you’ll love this!

Check, Please!

Author: Ngozi Ukazu

Sport: Ice Hockey

Medium: 2 graphic novels

I saw this in my local public library once, picked it up, and never (emotionally) put it down. These books started my craving for 2D queer sports. This is what put me onto “Fence” in the first place. It’s canon, it’s sweet, the main character is a cutie, what more could you want?

Free!

Creator: Kyoto Animation

Sport: Swimming

Medium: Anime

I’ll be real, I didn’t finish all the seasons of this,,, the first two seasons slay the house down. But I dunno, guess it just didn’t keep my focus. I also don’t think anything gets canonized later,,, so it’s still just hashtag queer coded :( which is not slay.

AFTG

Author: Nora Sacavic

Sport: Exy (??!)

Medium: 3 novels

Now, you might think, “Exy isn’t a real sport” and you would be correct. Nora invented it for the novel. It’s like if the basics of lacrosse met the violence of ice hockey and it was played on a football (soccer) sized field with a balance of genders on the teams. This nonsense altered my brain chemistry, for better or worse, we will never know. However. If you seem intrigued, and want to read, PLEASE google the trigger warnings. Anything you think could possibly be triggering is definitely in this book. If you don’t want to google for fear of spoils, feel free to message me. These books are simultaneously the best and worst things I've ever had the (dis)pleasure of reading. I love them. They’re terribly written. They’re a mastery of metaphors set on a background of college sports with a mafia subplot. It’s like if a crazy fanfic got published. ALSO short king representation. Main man is 5’3, second main man is 5’0. I love this to pieces and I hate it to nothings.

Yuri on ice

Creator: MAAPA

Sport: Ice-skating

Medium: Anime

You know this one. If you don't, it’s not technically canon, but they buy each other (engagement) rings and kiss (sort of) on screen. Slays. Victor Nikiforov has my heart.

SK8 the infinity

Creaotr: Bones

Sport: Skateboarding

Medium: Anime

This one makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside i love it so much. There's angst and love and found family and tragic backstories and funny characters. Not canon though. Hashtag Japan Definitely Doesn’t Have a Homophobia Problem and That’s Definitely Not Why All of The Anime’s on This List Aren’t Canon. Anyways, it’s really cute and I watched t when i was in my own skateboarding era so i loved it so much.

If i remember more, or watch, or read more, I will add them :)

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novarowan · 1 year

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Sagau draft

This is just a snippet of something that I wrote a couple of months ago, and I just want to know if anybody wants me to write more. I had a lot of fun writing it. Anyway, let me know what you think.

‘Well, isn’t this ironic?’ You think to yourself. You had just been reading SAGAU fanfics, (cause lets be honest, who wouldn’t want to be an ultimate creator god?) and now you find yourself running away from angry NPCs.

You gasped when you felt cold pain on your back. One of the knights had caught up to you and hit you with his sword. Choking from the sudden agony, you felt the adrenaline kick in and ran faster. You were coming up on the top of Starsnatch Cliff, and if only you could just jump into the ocean below, you could get away.

You heard them shout something at the same time that something popped up in your line of sight. You had no time to look at it though, and you couldn’t hear what they said. Your breathing was too loud to hear anything but your lungs working overtime.

There, THERE, THERE.

Without hesitation, you jump. The ocean was fast approaching, and you prayed that you would be able to make it out of this alive. If you entered wrong, it would be like landing on concrete from this height.

Feet first, you dropped into the calm waters.

You broke the surface with a gasp and began swimming to shore, laying on the sand in exhaustion.

“I can’t b-believe that fucking worked.” You let out a short, hysterical giggle before what looked like a black rectangle appeared in the corner of your eye. “What now?” You groaned. Today had been a long day already, and you had only been awake for an hour at most.

When you concentrated on it, it filled your vision.

“Welcome to Teyvat! As the creator of this version of Teyvat, your leveling path will be slightly different to the characters you have come to know. I am your handy assistant, Tutor, who will help you accomplish your ascension.”

“Uh… ok. At this point, I don’t think anything can shock me.” A little red dot appeared at the top of the rectangle, and a little arrow appeared on the right. You lifted your hand and touched it, a new message popping up.

“Quest one: Increase all elemental and physical resistances.”

“Hint: To increase resistances, you must experience the elements.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Your eyes shifted over to a new tab that came into existence after you finished reading. Touching it took you to a screen with a lot of stats.

Max HP: 3,027

ATK: 89

DEF: 94

Elemental Mastery: 0

Max Stamina: 240

A new message popped up on the message screen. You quickly switch back over.

“ +1% Physical Resistance.

Total Physical Resistance: 1%”

You stare in disbelief. You had no idea what you could have done that you give you any sort of resistance. It wasn’t until your wound started to throb that you put the pieces together. “Are you fucking kidding me.”

“I have to literally get attacked with every element to complete this quest?”

“Correct.” The message came through on the screen before disappearing.

“So you can answer my questions.”

“Within reason. That is why I am called Tutor. I am created by the system to help the chosen players.”

“So there are others like me?”

“Correct. There were 1,000 players chosen to take this path.”

“Would you like to see your current talents?”

“Um, yeah. Sure.” A new tab appeared, and you moved over to that screen.

Resurrection: In case of death, Player will resurrect within 24 hours in a safe location.

Blessing of nature: Taking damage will increase resistance to that type of damage permanently.

“There’s only two.”

“Indeed. As you grow and ascend, you will receive more.”

“There is a chest 127 feet to your left that contains a dull blade. Please retrieve it to complete your quest.”

You blink and the screen disappears. You can see a little black dot in the corner of your eye. You quickly figured out that focusing on that dot opened the screen, and looking elsewhere closed it.

“Well, let’s get to it then, shall we?” You couldn’t say that you were necessarily excited about the prospect of intentionally being attacked, but if it helped you out, then it helped, end of story.

In the distance, you could see a little wooden chest. Upon opening, it did contain a sword, along with a couple of miscellaneous items.

“There they are!”

You whipped your head around to see a group of knights and…

“Oh shit.”

The acting grandmaster. Well, you were screwed. Might as well see if Resurrection worked like it was supposed to.

Standing your ground, you watched warily as they approached you. Your back was still hurting you, but you tried not to let it show.

“Imposter.” Jean spoke with authority. “Stand down and come with us peacefully.”

‘I have to get her to attack me.’ You thought and put on an arrogant air.

“And why would I do that, exactly? Have I committed a crime?”

Jean didn’t waver, or show much emotion other than the stern animosity on her face. “You are being charged with the heresy of impersonating our creator.”

“That’s a little bit overplayed, don’t you think?”

You swore that you had read so many SAGAU fics that you could quote every reason they had for killing you before they could say them.

“What?” Jean’s eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

“I mean, do you really think that it’s my fault that I just so happened to get this exact face? You should blame my parents for being horny and conceiving me.”

Her mouth dropped open is shock and disgust. “Watch what you say, imposter.”

“Hey Jean, guess what?”

She glared at you.

“Your creator must be an insecure little bitch to have you guys kill anyone who looks like them.”

She moved faster than you thought she would. One second she was standing ten feet away. The next second, she was right in front of you, sword glowing teal and murder in her eyes.

‘Oh shit.’

A line of pure anemo energy slashed across your abdomen and chest, painting the sand red and drawing a scream of pain from your lips.

“+1% Anemo Resistance.

Total Anemo Resistance: 1%”

Searing pain unlike anything you had ever before. Distantly, you thought ‘Oh come on. Only one percent?’

“Is that all you got?” You grinned through the pain. She lifted her sword and swiped it across your face. Everything went black. She must have gotten your eyes. “C-come on, Jean. Really go at it.”

Sharp pain in your shoulder and your arm went dead.

“Physical Resistance +1%” “Physical Resistance +1%” “+1% Anemo Resistance. “Physical Resistance +1%” “Physical Resistance +1%” “+1% Anemo Resistance. “Physical Resistance +1%” “Physical Resistance +1%” “Physical Resistance +1%” “+1% Anemo Resistance. “Physical Resistance +1%” “Physical Resistance +1%”

“Total Physical Resistance: 10%”

“Total Anemo Resistance: 4%”

Resurrection activated

23hrs 55secs

………

10secs

You shot up into a sitting position, gasping for air and clawing at your chest. Your eyes darted around you, zeroing in on the weak light pouring into the cave you woke up in. You sighed in relief and flopped back down, accidentally hitting your head on a pebble. “Ow, What the fuck?”

“Geo Resistance +1%

Total Geo Resistance 1%”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You rubbed the back of your head and groaned. The humor of it wasn’t lost on you though, and you let out a giggle. “Hey Tutor?” The message box opened.

“How can I help you, Player?”

“If I sit under a waterfall, will that give me hydro resistance?”

“Yes, the flow of hydro energy would suffice to give you resistance. Note: The rate of resistance gain would be slower than if you were hit with pure hydro energy.”

“Thank you.” The message box disappeared. It was time to find out where you were and what to do next. Crawling from the little cave, you struggled to stand. Your legs were stiff and wobbly. Craggy cliffs and clouds filled your view. “Liyue, huh? I wonder who I’ll pick a fight with next?”

It took about two days to reach Liyue Harbor, but before you entered the city, you checked your screen.

Total Pyro Resistance: 0%

Total Hydro Resistance: 3%

Total Electro Resistance: 0%

Total Cryo Resistance: 0%

Total Dendro Resistance: 1%

Total Geo Resistance: 4%

Total Anemo Resistance: 11%

Total Physical Resistance: 15%

You had obviously run into some monsters on the way to the harbor, and that had increased your resistances. Not much, but at least if you ever ran into Xiao, it would hurt a bit less when he beat the shit out of you. Come to think of it, that seemed like a very likely possibility while being here.

#genshin impact #sagau #sagau villain au #sagau impostor au #genshin jean

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minkyungseokie · 24 days

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Hello, just wanted to say I had never seen such an eloquent response on Tumblr before. What a great argument! You managed to put into words with such mastery something that I frequently thought when seeing other men complain about women rarely writing x male reader, specially since a great deal of the “male reader community” asks for women not to interact with them and their content. People need to comprehend that pleasing everyone is far fetched and unattainable, and that if your ‘group’ lacks something, the own ‘group’ is responsible for fixing it

Thank you for the compliment. I was worried that my rant had come off rude and unhinged, but it was necessary to say. There’s a reason the F1 has mostly a female reader fanfic community and that’s because it’s full of women. I’ve had people say that they weren’t comfortable writing for male readers and they only write for our gender neutral readers.

What makes it worse if the fact that he literally tries to guilt trip the women of the sports community into worrying what he wants. Like, write it yourself. No one on this app caters to you and the group you’re apart of.

I used to read a lot of male readers and each and every one of them refused to let women interact with any of their writing because it made them uncomfortable, but it didn’t matter to that guy who made the post.

He wants everyone to write for male readers, but refuses to write for any community. That’s called hypocrisy and when I called him out, I’m pretty sure that he made a burner account and tried to intimidate me because that account was freshly made. He ended up blocking me with that account, but it was a wild thing to go through.

I wish more male readers were like you instead of being entitled the way that the OP of that post was. Cause I’ve seen so many male readers all for women to be inclusive, but then get mad once women do what they ask

I’m going to tag this post too let everyone know that you do not have to write for anyone that you aren’t comfortable with writing. It’s your blog, you do with it what you want and not what someone tries to guilt trip you into doing

#f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 x you #f1 fic #f1 instagram au #asked and answered #sports x male reader #sports x reader #nhl x reader #nhl x male reader #x male!reader #male reader

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faorism · 8 months

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nsfw but like, to be very clear, hardison draws shamelessly from his sex life when writing fanfic. he usually doesn't coordinate enough to test something he wrote out; instead, his ao3's rated e list is like reading a sex journal of previous sexy deeds. he gets away with this until once, hardison has to ask a very technical singing question for eliot to assist him on a singin' in the rain au for jedistormpilot. eliots interest is peaked because he loved the movie as a kid if only for donald o'connors acrobatics in make 'em laugh is a true show of kinesthetic mastery. so once hardison thanks eliot again when the fic is posted and someone in the comments pointed out how well researched it was, eliot looks up theiceman and reads the fic and...... squints. that...... reads suspiciously like that time two months ago when..... anyway, as punishment eliot tickle attacks hardison but doesn't make him stop

#leverage #eliot spencer #parker leverage #alec hardison #eliot x hardison #leverage ot3 #faorism headcanons

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moonspirit · 2 days

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TOP 10 favourite AA fanfics? (if you have one)

Oh hello xD That's a great blog name! Does that mean more questions will follow ._.?

Anyways, my reading speed has taken a nosedive as of late; too many things have been going on and I'm trying to stick to my own writing schedule too... so my recs remain mostly the same as the previous times I've been asked. Still, here are a few of my faves:

Bury Me in the Shadows of Spring & My Yellow Light in Your Soft Whispers by @annawayne . Features some of the most compelling story-telling I've ever seen. The former is a historic AU set in the 1920s and holy shit the immersion? Anna comes armed with a deep, impressive knowledge base of history and so the fic takes you straight back in time, as if you were standing in the time period itself. BMSS is a story carrying very heavy themes, and the dive into the character's psyches is simply stellar.

As for the latter, a post-canon fic set 10 years after the Rumbling, MYLYSW is a story that takes an in-depth study into the ways that an intensely traumatic event can affect people - both the victims and of those around them. It's a wonderful telling of grief, heartache, unresolved ghosts from the past, with stunning imagery and descriptive writing. :3

Black Water & everything else in @distortedclouds 's collection. BW is, as another reader very aptly put it, the single best take I've seen on Annie's relationship with her father, and how it affects Aruani's relationship. Clouds' mastery in prose and narration is on a whole other level, and every chapter literally hurts your bones. Aside from that, all the other fics in the collection are simply wonderful reads, with everything ranging from fluff to angst to smut and everything in between! My wife is very talented you see :3 Unparalleled!

Little Bird by @aquietjune . Simply a fantastic Annie-centric post-canon story, with writing skills that simply leave you in awe. June takes a deep dive into many of Annie's issues and problems that are still left unresolved, though the world may be rid of titans. Her dedication to period-appropriate research, and the how's and why's of in-world problems make the story a truly delightful experience, and coupled with her talent of being able to tell so much in so few words, this remains one of the best post-canon fics I've ever read. Please also check out her other works, she has an uncanny ability to make you laugh until your sides hurt xD

Coveted by @honeytheriot . One of the first aruani fics I read after the S4 P3 P1 dropped in March 2023, and holy shit xD Every chapter is a smut-filled goodness and delight, and honeyriot makes it WORK with her writing!

Children of War by @/SeaTempest . Primarily a Jeanpiku fic with Aruani as a side-couple, this fic features some of the best writing I've ever seen. Smooth prose and convincing post-canon world-building, plus very good character monologues?? Hell yeah. Hasn't been updated in a while, but has plenty of content, absolutely worth a read.

Tater Tots & Heavy Thoughts by Anonymous and everything in this collection. TT&HT is a modern AU Aruani fic primarily from Armin's POV, dealing with some very dark and heavy subject matter. The writing is really good, and while I haven't caught upto later chapters, I highly recommend it. The other fics in the collection are great too :3

There are many more tbh, but my head is mushy for the moment xD However, I'll add some fics I've been following as of late!

on the path that led me to you by @the-last-thread-of-my-sanity & By Each Crime and Kindness (I'm bound to you) by @aruanimess - two Cadet Aruani fics taking place that are an absolute delight to read! Wonderful writing, wonderful characterization, lots of fluff, and the impending doom of angst~

Who painted the sky? by @dudewhy3 & Hiding in Plain Sight by @midnightraine131, two Modern AU fics that take a look into the issues Aruani deal with from their past, in a modern real-world setting. Engaging and fun, with sprinkles of heavy angst now and then.

A Force To Be Reckoned by @luciensdefenseattorney . Inspired by Bridgerton, this is a wonderfully written and highly engaging Aruani fic set in the regency era. You just want Armin and Annie to kiss and find out all about each other already.

Legends by @mimiwrites2000-fun . Canon-divergence and wonderfully written, this is an Aruani fic spanning 32 chapters and counting! Lots of emotional, heart-wrenching moments, Mimi is a writer who embraces angst with a passion and doesn't shy away from hurting you T^T

#I have to catch up with the latest updates on many of these #T_T #please have patience with me #I'm doing my best!#ask #askingtheaafandomquestions #aruani #attack on titan #fic rec #aruani fic #armin arlert #annie leonhart #armin x annie #aruannie

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only4friendsblog · 3 days

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Doll Notes

(Watching a YouTube compilation of Doll scenes. I might rewatch the series at some point. I adore the aesthetic, characters, lore, and themes, but man, the pacing is messy and exposition over-loaded. And that tonal whiplash.)

I feel the pilot should’ve been remade. So many elements are different, like Doll being such a non-character.

Man, that exposition for Doll’s folks being dead was poorly executed.

Doll’s appearance on a first watch for audiences builds up intrigue. Doll’s appearance on a second watch for audiences reveals an isolated orphan hiding her true nature who will do anything to avenge the death of her parents and cure herself of the Absolute Solver.

What drew Doll and Lizzie to each other? Doll seems to genuinely enjoy her company even though they’re opposite in personality. It’s a shame we only ever get snippets of their interactions.

Factors that drew me to Doll: her design, her voice acting, her dry and sarcastic nature, the mystery surrounding in her, her complexity (especially compared to a lot of the other characters in the show)

I love Doll’s lil quiet mannerisms (like her thumbs up), reminds me of myself when I’m in a quieter mood :P I wonder if Doll was indifferent towards Uzi or if her kindness was a front?

The “As they say in Russian” line is A tier

Doll crushing that Worker Drone to get to V made me realize her actions are not totally a result of her struggling with the Absolute Solver. It definitely seems she struggles with those instincts, yet that murder (in a show called Murder Drones, haha) was very deliberate.

I wonder if episode 3 was inspired by Carrie? It has a very Carrie feel to it.

I wish Doll and Uzi had more interactions. The two are perfect Foils, but because there are only 8 episodes, everything feels so rushed (including Doll questioning why Uzi would side with the Murder Drones. Like. How does Doll feel about Uzi to begin with? Kinda reflects my questions from a few bullet points ago, it’s hard to tell what the show wants me to take away other from Doll other than “Doll is a traumatized, creepy child who has a soft spot for Uzi but also is willing to abandon her because… shrug”)

Y’know… Doll and Uzi is a fun ship. Could’ve been like Catradora. Two sapphics with opposing ideals continuously beating the shit out of each other.

It’s interesting rewatching Doll realizing she has mastery over her Absolute Solver, which contrasts to Uzi struggling with her own. It would’ve been so cool watching the two duke it out with their powers, further emphasizing how much of Foils they are.

I really expected Doll to help Uzi from the sides based on ep3’s conclusion, but that never happened?

Kinda confused why Doll worked behind the scenes with Tessa and J instead of working solo, especially since Doll doesn’t trust the murder drones and was more than willing to annihilate V. I guess Doll felt could get what she needed from Tessa and J before ditching them? Don’t know why she doesn’t rope Uzi into her plans, tho, especially given that she expressed a desire to want to help her. Man, there’s a lot of fanfic potential with these questions.

Again. No idea why Doll doesn’t. Rope Uzi into her plans. Not even a “Let’s ditch these guys.” I’m assuming she figures teaming up with Uzi is a lost cause since Uzi is willing to work with “the enemy,” but like, Doll also expressed a desire to help Uzi in ep3, so like…

I’d completely forgotten that Doll abandoned the others in ep6 for some reason. I understand Doll not trusting and ditching Tessa (who turns out to be the Solver), J, V, and N. But Uzi?

I wonder how much Doll knew about the true nature of the murder drones compared to Uzi? I’m guessing she had enough of a relationship with her parents to know the True Story.

When were Doll’s parents killed by V?

“I will not let it use me to consume the planet!” Where was the patch before, then? Why wasn’t Doll wearing it while attending school? (Imagining Doll wearing the patch up until V’s arrival, then ripping it off at the prom to be like “it’s murder time.”)

I actually thought Doll was Fake Dead when I first saw her death cuz these drones keep falling and popping back up, for real.

Overall, I feel like Doll’s backstory (and her mother’s) and characterization were shaped as production progressed rather than planned in advance, which is a shame since Doll is a SUPER interesting character with a lot going on. The rewatch of Doll’s scenes and my questions are helping me come up with an idea for my own take on Doll, though.

#Doll #Murder Drones #Murder Drones Doll

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vermillioncrown · 1 year

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@maryallenc-tries-to-write

depends on how old tim is, right? where i have it, cataclysm and no man's land hasn't happened yet (and ugh, it will not happen to that extent bc like, what on fucking earth? how godforsaken is NJ and gotham if you say it's such a hub of economics that there's all this stuff there and yet you don't protect or deal with your assets + i'll stop)

me doing some mental gymnastics to avoid giving too much away but also, to ensure my fic's chronological consistency vs my gripe with how common media treats learning (you can just grind out a skill for months and you've 'mastered' it like lol no, what the fuck ass shit is that, way to tell me you've never learned a thing well in your life ever, learning and keeping skills requires constant practice + a duration of ingesting and understanding it, applying it in different contexts, otherwise you're just a performer okay okay okay i'll stop)

with ch 3 - ch 4, tim's been gone for at most eight months, at least three. ch 4 ends around oct, and tim's not back until springtime next year. i imagine that in bruce's backward-ass way, tim's truancy + breaking into his school's system to make sure that's not flagged is something he's impressed with and doesn't feel the need to fix.

(like for serious, yes the school system grind isn't a good standard + measure of intellect and capability but if you're in a society you should leverage society's rules to win, just saying)

whether or not tim's been with lady shiva at this point, i'll deal with when it's time for him to enter stage left. his parents are still alive as of ch 4

#on tpac #none of my vehemence is directed towards you pls i hope you don't take it that way 😅#but certain cliches + tropes are my trigger points; they so happen to proliferate pop media + fanfic #the treatment of autodidactism and skill mastery in media fucking KILLS me. and 'geniusness'#but the watsonian/diegetic treatment of these topics will be taken to their bitter end as it always is in my writing

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fuukonomiko · 3 months

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Rejected Scenes From My Fanfic

One of my commenters requested to read my discarded chapters so I'm posting it here instead of AO3 because I don't want to confuse people. So here is one of them. I have like 15-20 pages of rejected material and I think I will put them on here for....those who are bored or intrigued.... (Official fanfic here)

@apatheticallyromantic

Also @kaladinkholins Thank you for your support :D

The eating scene will be in another post :)

Here goes:

She stayed in her cabin. She wasn’t sure how long. All she knew was that she felt emotionally ill. The captain had been checking in on her and had left some food outside her door. She simply replied she felt unwell.

I can’t let myself be overcome by this, she scolded herself.

Mizu alighted from her room. It was dark. The deck was empty save for one sailor who was watching over the raven’s nest.

The moon was out, casting light upon her. The seas were calm, in much contrast to what she felt inside. The samurai stretched her limbs, stiffened as they felt from her lack of motion the day before. She can’t allow herself to slack off from her training.

“Mizu!”

She caught a sheathed sword thrown at her. Across her was Taigen, holding the broken blade forged by Master Eiji. Before she could utter a word he was already in front of her, sword raised in offense.

“Ha!” she blocked him rapidly, kneeling on her right side to absorb the strength of the blow. She pushed back and kicked him on the stomach. Taigen retreated a few steps before striking again, swinging his sword before her which she avoided narrowly. Mizu hopped up on one of the platforms as she avoided his strikes. She masterfully evaded them while taking jabs at Taigen who had ducked it with just as much mastery.

Shadows of a majestic battle occurred on the deck of that ship. Neither one gained an advantage. Mizu climbed the mast and the poles. Taigen followed her without fail. She flipped and somersaulted her way around the ship and he swiped when he had the chance. At one point Mizu stepped on a loose plank and fell backwards. Taigen dove forward and had the broken blade across her throat.

Mizu found herself looking up at him, his breath visible as he tried to catch it. It was bone chilling cold outside and neither of them seemed to have noticed. A thin film of sweat was on his forehead. She waited for him to speak, expecting expletives, rage. Something foul and filled with hate.Taigen’s features appeared to soften as he pulled back the sword from its threatening position, casting it aside as it made a resounding clang. His hands found their way on either side of Mizu’s head.

“Claiming your honor back?” she taunted as he looked down on her, eyes taking in the curves and angles of her face.

“Something better.” he took in a deep breath and in a heartbeat his mouth was over hers, kissing her with the utmost restraint.

Mizu gasped when she felt his lips over hers. It was soft as she remembered, warm, tender. His fingers twined in the deep brown tresses of her hair. His body closed the distance between them and she felt the goosebumps on his skin. He pulled back slowly, the most tender of expressions on his face.

“I don’t know what you were expecting.” he spoke softly. “But I can tell this was not it.”

A confused look crossed her face. “I’m not sure….” she answered, puzzled.

“Are you going to hit me again?”

“Only if you’re into that…peculiarity.”

Taigen laughed out loud, releasing her face but pressing his forehead against hers. “I want you to know….that I accept you. All of you….if that’s not evident now, then I’m stating it to you.For all you are. For who you are.”Her hand found itself on his wrist.

“You…you don’t mind that I am a woman?”

He pulled away slightly. “Should I?”

A corner of Mizu’s lip lifted. “Some men do not want to be taken down by a woman.”

“I am not just any man.” he rationalized as he pulled her into his arms. “You’re Mizu. Man. Woman. It doesn’t matter to me. All I want is you. For all you are.”

Mizu allowed him to embrace her, even relaxing her shoulders as she savored his closeness. His heart was palpitating against her, and it felt soothing. She placed her hand over it, feeling it alive and throbbing.

They were on that deck for a while, with Taigen standing up first and letting her go. “It’s getting cold.” he stated as he offered a hand. He escorted her back to her quarters where it was less chilly. Mizu gave his hand a squeeze. “Taigen…”

“Yes?”

“I felt that.”

If he could turn red, he would have. He didn’t think Mizu would have detected the reaction she again triggered by her nearness. He was wearing his hakama, dammit! How? How could she know? Was it outlining his outfit again?

A short laugh came out of her lips as she pulled him closer. “Just so you know, those things don’t scare me.”

“I don’t think anything scares you, to be honest.”

“One thing does….that I would die before getting my revenge.”

He took a seat next to her. “I’ll make sure you don’t. Even if I have to die doing so….”“Stop offering your life for mine.”

“It’s a worthy sacrifice.”

Mizu became silent as she took in his words. “Taigen I….I can’t ….I’m not the person for you. It’s not that I feel nothing. But I don’t know if I can reciprocate what you are offering me. You…you’re offered me so much and I don’t know if I could do the same….I’m damaged goods. You need better.” She raised her gaze to meet his brown eyes. “I don’t know if I can make you happy.”

He looked at her, the tenderness not waning. He rested his cheek on the top of her head. “I don’t need you to make me happy. Just being around you does that to me. I won’t ask for anything….other than…perhaps….would you allow me to make you satisfied?”

She pulled away, eyeing him curiously. Taigen bent down to kiss her, again, this time firmer, more passionate, more tenderness. Mizu felt him pressing against her, guiding her to lay on her bed.

He slowly backed away when she was supine, lips parted, cheeks flushed. Taigen had his hand on the belt of his robe. “May I satisfy you?”

Mizu nodded slowly.

“Taigen….”

She reached out to him, and he took that hand, planting a kiss on her calloused palms. Her hands were not soft, not in the least. They were hardened by years of labor, gripping that smithing hammer and brandishing her sword. He rubbed his cheek against it, the rough skin signifying her strength.

It turned him on immensely.

His lips traveled slowly on the length of her arm, going down until he reached her beautiful face. He took her lips again, kissing with fervor and allowing her to realize the urgency of his need. He found that he likes kissing her. He liked it more that she kissed him back.

Taigen started to undo her top, almost tearing it with impatience. When he met with her bindings he undid them with care. He did not know how long she had not done this, and he didn’t want to overwhelm her with his desire, no matter how fervent it was.

“You’re beautiful.” he murmured as her chest was exposed to him. “So, very beautiful.”

Mizu was warm. The coolness of the air was now an afterthought. His gaze warmed her over and when he reached over to touch her body it was all she could do not to whimper. His touch was firm, his fingers tracing every line and curve he exposed as he slowly peeled off her clothing. Between her legs developed a tingling sensation that had long been dormant and she almost felt ashamed that it occurred. “I want you, Mizu. All of you.” he bent down to kiss her neck, lips moving across her shoulders.

“Take it all, then….” she whispered as her body moved of its own accord to follow his touch. Her hand found its way to hair, grasping its lengths as he went about trailing kisses on her skin.

Mizu let out a sound foreign to her ears as he performed a slow exploration of her body. It only seemed to entice him as she felt him nibble in places that he passed. When Taigen reached her breasts he rubbed his cheek on the turgid nipple before taking it in his mouth and sucking

She moaned, loudly, fingers gripping the sheets of her mat. When one of his hands found the delta between her legs she just about bolted off her bed. “I suspect I found a place that you like.” he stated as his fingers felt the moisture between her thighs. He probed the warm, soft spot and the heat was more than he could bear.

“Mizu….” his voice cracked as his digits slid to explore her. The cry she let out was music to his ears. She was tight. She was wet. She made sounds he didn’t know she was capable of. Mizu writhed beneath him and it was the most beautiful sight to behold.

Taigen positioned himself between her strong legs, slowly guiding his rigid length into her. It was his turn to take in a sharp breath as he made entry. He cursed so uncharacteristically when he finally fitted himself. He lifted her hips, tilting them so he could reach as deep as possible.

“You feel so good, Mizu.” he cried as his member swelled inside her. He watched the pained expression on her face as he bent to kiss her again.He gripped her hips as he started to move. Forward. Back. Pushing in as far as he could and pulling out almost completely. He dipped in rapid succession, responding to the intensity of her cries. Mizu buried her fingers on the muscles of his back as she received him. She called his name out in pleasured agony. Slowly he emptied himself into her, his breath trying to catch up.

Taigen gently lowered himself on her, savoring her skin against his. He could feel her breath on his forehead, her long fingers resting on the small of his back. His entire body tingled with ecstasy, even as he had already climaxed. He wanted to savor every little bit of it as he closed his eyes, his hand resting on her hip.

“Mizu.” He was panting, heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to bounce off his chest.He could hear her own heart palpitating against his cheek.

For a good amount of time they lay there, resting against each other. Taigen was the first to lift his head, watching her afterglow. He decided he liked the way her eyes darkened with the pleasure he was able to bestow on her. Her lips looked dry and he watched her lick them quickly with her tongue.

He rolled over to her side, relaxing his muscles. His right hand crept to take hers to give it a squeeze.

“I’m sorry.”Those were the first words out of her mouth after a long bout of silence. Taigen wasn’t sure how to take that.

“For laying with me?” he ventured curiously.

“No.” she denied with firmness. “I’...I’m sorry I can’t give you what you want.”“

You just did.” his tone was intrigued as he raise himself by an elbow/ “You know what I mean, Taigen.” she sighed.

“I can’t…I can’t be your domesticated little housewife who waits with a warm meal and the children all washed and ready.”

His brows met. “Who said I wanted that? Did you not hear me earlier? Has the clanging of the metal of swords dulled your ears? I said just being with you is enough for me. To help you get your vengeance. Your fight is my fight. I offer you my life, to do with as you please.”

“I want you to live and be happy.”

“Then I will make an oath not to die.” he stated as his finger found its way to her belly button.

#Blue Eye Samurai #Netflix #Mizu #I love this show so much #Mizu is the baddest badass #taigen #mizu x taigen #taimizu #taizu #Taigen #Taizu #Taimizu #I love them so much #you can pry this ship out of my cold dead hands

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the-badger-mole · 9 months

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Hi! I have enjoyed a lot of your ATLA posts! Especially your short fanfics! 100/10 :). I love Katara. But while I think she's amazing, her journey to becoming a master water bender does not make much sense to me. I don't know how long they were at the Northern water tribe but let's say they were there for 3 months. How could Katara become a master, good enough to teach the avatar, in that time frame? Mastery seems to take years. And if she could become a master in that time, Aang has no excuse!

This is exactly why it makes no sense that the writers decided this show needed to take place in less than a year. But since it didn't, I'll allow for a compressed timeline for Katara to earn her mastery of waterbending. I think, after all, she is supposed to be a prodigy. You're right that Aang has no excuse.

Aang isn't shown to be particularly good at bending any elements, not even air. We've seen what a true master of airbending is capable of, and Aang's refusal to kill notwithstanding, there's no way he could pull off what Gyatso did. We see even more evidence of what airbenders are capable of in LoK, so Aang is getting unintentionally dunked on even after becoming the Big Dang Hero. Aang was also implied to be a prodigy, and he may well have been, but we don't see much evidence of it, until the show wants it to be there. Aang's problem isn't a lack of natural talent. He's a talented kid who refuses to apply himself unless he has to. We see the others practicing. We see them being creative in their bending. We see them actually enjoy learning. Aang is that gifted kid who thinks natural ability is enough to coast by on. If Bryke had any courage at all, they would play that out to it's conclusion by having Aang fail at being the Avatar (I mean...he was a terrible Avatar, but that was clearly unintentional, and he's still treated like a hero in LoK)

#atla #anti ang #anti kataang #THE YEAR OF CONTENT!!!!

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nocturnalchaos · 11 months

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Another one of my ideas for my abandoned DamiRae Pregnancy fanfic:

Raven is forced to put more effort into her attempts to master Arabic because Damian had taken to talking to the unborn baby in Arabic.

This was one of the scenes I was writing for this idea:

Raven sighed as she let the pencil drop into the open workbook on her desk. Leaning back, she stretched her back and neck in an effort to relax the muscles that had been locked into a hunched position.

Looking out of her bedroom window at Titans Tower, she admired the sunset’s light playing on the water. Leaning back in her chair, she absentmindedly strokes her growing belly.

Removing her hands from her belly, she closed the Arabic language workbook on the desk.

She loved Damian. Really, she did. But loving him took work and effort. Not just the obvious stuff. Like his anti-social hyper aggressive attitude and lack of social skills. Sure, in the beginning, her friendship with him had felt more like she was his therapist … or an animal rescue volunteer who was fostering and socializing a half-feral lion cub at times. And over the years, he had vastly improved and matured. Turning from a friend into a crush then into her life partner.

Since her first meeting the younger boy, Damian Wayne was someone who required a lot of learning on her part. Like studying psychology and Arabic culture.

Most people did not realize that, at the beginning of her time with the Teen Titans, she didn’t talk much because she didn’t quite have mastery over the English language. While not entirely fond of large groups of people, on Azarath she was not such a loner. English was only used at home with her mother. So, outside of the home, she rarely used it while she was in Azarath. This meant that her knowledge of the English language was small and limited to daily life vocabulary. When she initially came to Earth, it took her months to adjust to the English language and about a year before she could say she had some mastery of the language.

Then, for the sake of learning different magics, she reluctantly had to learn new languages.

Since learning about her pregnancy, in their quiet moments, Damian had taken to talking to the baby (while looking very intensely at her midsection) in Arabic. Before her pregnancy, she had already been in the middle of learning Arabic. However, her learning of the language had been something that she was doing at a casual and relaxed pace. To her, learning Arabic was a side-project among many side-projects. After all, Damian rarely used his mother tongue with her. They used English to communicate with each other. And had used that language since their first meeting. She only ever heard Dami speak in Arabic when he got upset about a topic, mumbled in his sleep, or … was being very passionate with her. Also, on some level, she secretly thought it was better that she was better off not to know what Damian was yelling at her when he was angry. To be fair, she tended to slip into Azarathian when she was upset with him as well.

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For those curious, I’m currently writing a JayRae (Jason Todd & Raven) pregnancy fanfic. I’m new to the whole creative writing thing. So, constructive criticism is appreciated.

#damian wayne #raven #damian awww 😭❤️❤️#awww damian is a little demon baby 🥺❤️#demonbirds fanfic #demonbirds #demon birds #damian raven #damien wayne #damirae #damirae fanfic #fanfic ideas #raven dc #dc raven

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saellefanwork · 2 months

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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖, (KNY fanfic) chapter 2 and 3 artworks.

In these illustrations, we witness the initial meeting between young Rengoku Kyojuro and Nagase Kanoko, the heiress of a lineage of independent demon huntresses practicing Time Breathing. Kanoko was training alone in a meadow on the outskirts of Ebara, the town near Kyojuro's home village, Komazawa. Enthralled by her mastery of this unique Breathing style, the eldest Rengoku was quick to express his (loud and enthousiastic) desire to become her sparring partner.

They trained together for a brief period before Kyojuro embarked on the Final Selection trial. In the second illustration, Kyojuro proudly showcases his Kisatsutai gakuran to Kanoko shortly after returning from the Final Selection.

Creating manga-style art is always enjoyable and relaxing for me. I hold deep admiration for Gotouge and Ufotable artists. I hope to pay proper respect to their work through the forthcoming series of fan arts I'll make for the whole fic :3

If you're interested in checking out "The Tears of Time", you can find it here. (Also available on AO3 and Quotev)

You can already have a peek of the next illustration on my Ko-fi (which will unlock you one very steamy chapter too ;D) or my Patreon!

@altarusse @moonchhu guess you might be interested <3

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beloved-blaiddyd · 2 months

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“You might've heard of me as a textbook writer on Tome Mastery: A Guide To Advanced Reason Spells. As you might have guessed, I'm also a Blue Lions alumna... That, and I am the current chairperson of the Department of Reason Magic— so I'm plently capable to guide you around the Officer's Academy!"

"Sorry, I'm newly promoted. I nearly forgot that I'm no longer just a professor.”

“But before that, I need to know a few things... You must be...”

18+ years of age. [Minors: Do Not Interact];

And respectful of different ethnicities and other walks of life [Racists/Homophobes: Do Not Interact]

“... to enter and read its contents. I can't guarantee your safety otherwise. Oh, and I'm a rather busy woman, and I don't tolerate nonsense either. Perhaps it comes from being a tactician in the last war. If you have any questions, send a letter. I'll accept inquiries about..."

Greetings and other formalities;

Profile analysis [character brainrots/fic ideas];

and news updates & relevant fun facts about the library to share [irl and fandom related]

“However, I will promptly BURN your letter if it involves...”

Carnal desires [NSFW thirst asks. I'm ace and uninterested in matters of the flesh. Please send that to another fellow fan instead.];

and childish and irrelevant content [copypastas and overall spam is not tolerated.]

“That is all. If you believe I'm rather strict, that stems from years of experience handling groups of people. Failing to lay down groundwork tend to incite attacks on boundaries among members.”

“... Three thousand five hundred men have died because of this on the Fodlan Wars. Let's not repeat those mistakes.”

How to send asks...

For anons: please make up a realistic fake name. It's for the sake of the theme. Example:

Dear Brynlee,

I can't stop brainrotting about Zhongli like what if he's a prince- prince au zhongli with princess consort reader go brrrrrrr like wtf i can't stop thinking about morax girl i need help

Ms. Sophia Pendragon

I won't entertain "can I be 🗣️ anon" asks. This will let me know if an anon read the rules. Plus, I prefer using names rather than scrambling to find emojis instead. I quit my old one despite being a decently "successful" blog because anons do not respect personal boundaries on my asexuality despite it being explicitly written down. This is just an act of self-preservation.

When sending asks please note that this blog is following Three Houses' worldbuilding. Claiming to be a God or some Diety in the asks will certainly follow confused responses as majority of the cast believes only in Sothis. Modern inventions will likely confuse "Brynn" as well. That is all!

P.S: if you wish to talk to me as a creator, address me as Beloved/B rather than Brynn so I know when to break character. Ty!

Anon List...

Riley H. Goodheart

Steven Sterling

Bremen

Lia Tostyava

Reli

Crow

How the blog tags posts...

$ ooc: out of character/setting ramblings (casual talk)

$ brynn's manuscripts: for writing

$ brynn's papers: for art

$ support conversations: for ramblings and general interactions, both fictional and otherwise.

$ A-Support = _____: for mutuals/characters

$ C-Support = Mx. ____: for anons/new friends

$ S-Support = ____: for (romantic) self-ships...

- Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

- Dainsleif

- Oda Sakunosuke

- Gepard Landau

$ auxiliary missions: ask games or participated events

$ abyss revisited: in-case-you-missed-it reblogs

$ traded tomes: fanfic recommendations

$ traded papers: fanart recommendations

$ traded news: important irl news or other fandom related posts

#$ table of contents #$ about the author == true #$ rules and regulations == true

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