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bonefall · 1 year

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sorry I;m new and it's a lot to catch up on but can you briefly explain your better call mapleshade au?

Sure thing! As long as you don't mind that I'm gonna hijack your ask to answer a few other meta things at the same time! @katiek101 Rounding up your replies over here.

Btw never be afraid to just ask me questions about stuff, I need to update my Masterpost because I haven't added to it in a couple weeks but I'm always willing to just link people to stuff when asked!

What is the Better Call Mapleshade AU?

I summarized it in this reblog, which also contains @nightly-ruse design for BCM Mapleshade!

"Mapleshade is able to get into StarClan through a very slim ruling out of sympathy for the loss of her kits. She’s a prosecutor/defense attorney motivated by her own desire to be highly revered, playing as a literal “devil’s advocate“ against the awful choices we see StarClan make in canon.

In contrast to StarClan being the ‘council of well-meaning angels‘ who cause bad outcomes, Mapleshade is a self-concerned demon who makes good ones. Because of that, she looks somewhat out of place. An opposer for StarClan, a devil for a good cause.

The AU was born out of some joking with “Snowbird Anon” (hence the name #Better Call Mapleshade AU) and then evolved into an actual premise because my followers are literally the coolest"

It is separate from the #Bonefall Rewrite, but was inspired by aspects of it, namely a trial scene that is going to happen in Darkstar's Commandment.

though to be fair, I am considering just absorbing it into the rewrite. but for now they are still two separate, but related concepts

Do you plan to write/publish any aspects of the Bonefall Rewrite? Where would it be posted if so?

I WISH. Unfortunately I'm chronically unable to finish anything and only motivated by talking directly to people (I actually write first drafts of college essays in discord DMs). In a perfect world I would love to make full multi-chapter fics of the Super Edition rewrites such as Darkstar's Commandment and Firestar's Quietus, though.

Maybe one day, if I can speak to a psychiatrist! **laughs in undiagnosed neurodivergence**.

SO for now, everything is notes! Notes notes notes and rough drafts. The things I AM able to finish. If I ever wrote out anything, I would upload it to AO3. I promise I would make a post if that ever happens.

THE CURRENT NOTES I'M EDITING: Darkstar's Commandment, a follow-up story to Mapleshade's Vengeance, following Darkstar as she establishes the law about protecting kittens.

Blackstar, Russetfur, Rowanclaw

I powered through all of the "History Has Its Eyes On You" series in like 3 days between bus rides! I really like the take on them being a complicated couple (I keep thinking of that line, "their nests were as close as could be without being close at all") and my favorite story was the one where Russetfur went to bury Smokepaw.

Things are really different in my take, though! I see Blackstar as exclusively MLM and Russetfur is his WLW bestie. If Russet has children, they'll be honor dammed and raised by someone else.

I think you will quite like what I'm planning for Russetfur's death. It's a moment of deep pain for Blackstar that makes him relapse into some old, bad habits, leaving him wide open for Sol's influence.

Blackstar's sister Fernshade is going to have surviving children with Wolfstep (Ivytail is one of them, who eventually has Gullswoop), and I'm considering giving Flintfang a kitten or two as well. So there won't be a need for Blackstar to have kids anyway, besides, I like the idea that he's sort of Ivytail's embarrassing uncle, in a ShadowClan way where he's super intimidating to other clans.

And so Rowanclaw won't be part of that family... he is a son of Brokenstar. Same litter as Littlecloud, from Newtspeck. He will be bonding heavily with Tawnypelt over a shared experience of inheriting something VERY heavy.

Firestar's Quest with Brokenstar Details

The good deets are in this ask over here, but I really need to sit down and make a draft of it sometime soon. I'm held up on Darkstar's Commandment first, lmao

In a nutshell, Brokenstar was actually a nature spirit the whole time, the ghost of the 5th tree at Fourtrees. After the exile, the oak tree was blighted, fell over, and cracked on the highstone. It broke in the shape of Broken's tail; an omen of the curse that would befall them, revenge for the greatest sin of the clans.

This is (Brokenstar's Cataclysm)

After his death, he reconnects to these memories. In order for his restless spirit to finally be given peace, SkyClan must be resurrected. Runningnose enlists Firestar to help because he's such a little goody-goody two shoes and could never let an ancient wrong go unrighted. Hilarity ensues.

This is (Firestar's Quietus)

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laladellakang · 2 years

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Wait can u post it again I’m here 24/7 the second I leave you post sth I’m gonna cry 😭 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

y'know what? i'll post it here and delete this once the full fic is out 😌

"Fuck! Dumb bitch," I face-palmed when I idiotically replied to Jay.

"Why? What's wrong?" "You good?" two of my friends asked while the other one just raised his eyebrow.

We're currently chilling in the school's empty library. One of them is my classmate who is also on her period and the other two just wanted to bail.

"I said something in the group chat," I groaned, covering my eyes with my arms. Why am I so stupid?

"And..?"

"Jake used to go here, remember? He knows that I'm supposed to be in class right now," I turned to my side on the bean bag. This somehow makes my ovaries hurt more.

"Oh shit- well.. Maybe he'll think that you're just opening your phone in class," one of the guys said.

"Orr worst case scenario, just tell them the truth. You skipped math cause your vagina walls are shedding and it hurts like shit so you can't get yourself to deal with more torture," the other guy said.

"But I just got into a fight with Heeseung and Jungwon yesterday so I really don't wanna get scolded again," getting scolded is nothing new to me, but when it comes from any of my boyfriends (or parents)... It just hits more.

And my currently sensitive, thick, hard-as-hell-to-achieve ass won't be able to take it. Just like what happened yesterday with Heewon.

"It's not like they've never ditched before, no?" the same guy raised his eyebrow.

"Dude, we rarely go to school and hardly ever stay for the whole day. Last time any of them ditched was probably in their trainee days," I ran a hand through my bangs."I just hope that Jake doesn't- shit! I was just about to say that I hope he won't snitch!"

"He said 'shouldn't you be in class right now?' oh my God," I groaned again.

Jake fucking Sim. I swear to- I mean, it's not his fault, it's mine but I'm feeling real petty so, JAKE FUCKING SIM.

"Well, Delle," my girl-friend snorted at the unintentional rhyme she made. "Good fucking luck."

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I took a deep breath before tapping in the combination to enter the dorm and entering carefully. I didn't even announce my arrival like I always do.

"Della? Is that you?" Sunghoon called out.

Woo! My eyes are already glossing over! Hold them back, Lala. You're good at this. You've been doing this for years.

"Yes?" I tried to not sound nervous. Trust, Delle, trust. It's okay. They shouldn't be too mad.

"Come here," oh my God, now I'm even more anxious. The one who called wasn't Heeseung. The others have never told me to 'come over' with that tone.

"Yes?" I said in a small voice, barely entering the kitchen. There were only two boys there- Jayhoon.

"Did you skip class?" Jay asked calmly. I couldn't bring myself to verbally answer so all I could do was nod. "Is this the first time?" he asked next, to which I also shook my head to. "As of debut, I mean?"

Does purposefully joining a class late count..?

"I've only joined a class late. This is the first time," thank God my voice didn't shake.

"Often?" Jay went again. Shit- I know being cool is his thing and all but it's making him seem even more intimidating.

Once again, I couldn't bring myself to answer so I just nodded.

"Della, you know that we rarely go to school, right?" Sunghoon stated. "-and we almost never stay for the whole day, right? Not to mention that this is your last year," well here comes the stupid waterworks.

Please don't cry. I don't want them to think that I'm trying to manipulate them.

"Look- I know that you're struggling and trying your best but you can't ditch like that, babe. It's only for a couple of hours," Jay said. "Coming in class late? Well.. fine- at least you weren't called to the headmaster's office, right?"

"I don't give a shit about you coming in late but Della, you really shouldn't skip classes. You need to make up for your lack of attendance and you shouldn't... add more to that," Sunghoon's voice softened drastically when (I'm guessing) he saw my unpreventable glossy eyes.

"Yah! Park Sunghoon!" Jay immediately went into protective mode and got up to pull me to his chest.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! She doesn't normally cry if we argue," I felt a hand (that wasn't Jay's) brushing through my hair. "Della, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry."

Guess what this hormonal bitch did upon hearing that? I cried harder, of course.

"Della! Oh my God- I'm so sorry I was really harsh and didn't even ask-" Sunghoon suddenly cut himself off. "Wait... You're on your period, right?"

"Oh my god! Is that why you bailed?! You were in pain, weren't you?!" Jay grabbed my face so I would look at him. His eyes were filled with worry.

"Della, I am so sorry!" is Sunghoon crouching down so he can hug my waist? "Ahh, Heeseung-hyung!"

Two days in and my period had already caused so much dumb drama. What else is going to happen down the line?

#clc - ldk asks #kang della #tumblr exclusives lmao

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ventiffy · 1 year

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 ♡ PT.3

Summary: You are a writer only passionate about science, biology (the human body s' anatomy) and anything along the lines of engineering. Your studies is only a part of your many passions and hobbies. Online you place many theories and questions where you wish that maybe one who takes your passion to heart could answer with an explanation. Although they never do, sometimes somebody will answer you but its with the most basic and undetailed answer ever! Until one day you come across somebody whiling to answer all your questions for only a small price..

WARNINGS: mention of blood. not proof read..

Author's note: SO I MAY START A NEW FIC... I will also try to do more hcs BUT I may stop posting everyday... Why? Because I write these at night.. when I'm tired and I also have school and a lot of work so- BUT NEW PARTS SHOULD BE UPLOADED AFTER 2 DAYS IF IM FEELING TIRED. And, when I have the time I will write an extra post as a small apology for that day I missed! ♡

OUT OF ALL THE PARTS I CURRENTLY HAVE UPLOADED, THIS IS POSSIBLY THE MOST INTERESTING PART SO FAR I GUESS?

You were nervous. You only knew that he stuck up to his name, he provided enough evidence that he was in fact a Doctor. But that still doesn't mean that the second you meet him face to face you won't be in some form of danger. Though now instead of referring him to Doctor, you referred to him as Zandik, which he said was him real name.

But, to you this was just some "online friends finally meeting up for the first time in real life" type of thing. Those "off-topic" conversations you had with him because more frequent and you enjoyed talking to him even! You guys talked about literally anything! He only mentioned the Fatui once though, he mentioned after you said you were born in Snezhnaya. He asked you about your opinion on the Harbingers even though you only knew them from listening to random conversations which you didn't participate in because you didn't know those who were talking. You listened for fun, if you were to be honest.

Although you've never seen any of them you still had an opinion that was based by the words of others.

You told him that you though that The Jester was possibly one who is stern and strict, the type who keeps an intimidating impressions, same goes for the captain just that you found him more strategic than the other Harbingers. The Balladeer was ruthless and rude, the type who has a disliked reputation. The Fair lady was fancy and elegant, the one who idolizes being perfect, even the smallest details about herself have to effortlessly be flawless. You though that the 11th was filled with bloodlust and also ruthless. You though of him as the type who makes layers of snow tainted red with the blood of his enemies. Next was Arlecchino, you saw her in the same ways you say the captain and the jester, stern, strict and strategic. But, you also perceived her as ruthless considering her choice of words most of the time. You say that Sandrone lady as a cold hearted one who thinks that their only purpose in life is to accomplish the goal that will get others to notice them. You saw Columbina as mysterious, agile and discrete. Yet her voice could charm anybody closer to her like a siren. You saw the Regrator as basically the type who speaks of money, only money. You saw the Rooster as somebody who is serious but somewhat kind. Yet finally, you saw the Doctor as somebody who is smart but...

psychopathic,

All the Harbingers are somehow insane but he's the worst compared to the others... If you were given the option to never be able to meet any Harbinger of your choice, you'd chose him. You never wanted to meet him, never. After your response to his questions, he said that he agreed with you almost everywhere except for your opinion on the Doctor.

But, those memories cannot bother you anymore, not for now at least. You were going to meet the person you've been chatting with for 3 months now!

You two were meant to meet in a particular location but, when you arrived you saw nobody. Although, now when you thought about it, your head that had gone in pure silence started focusing on something, a sound to be more particular. A sound of footsteps! You look behind to see a tall blue-haired man with blood red eyes.

"You're *Your name*, right?"

"Yep! I am!"

"Good to know, well I'm Zandik. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance."

Well, the first part of your conversation was purely awkward, both of you didn't know what to say to each other. After talking for a while and exchanging some personal information, you asked:

"So why did you ask to meet me here?"

You looked around the beautiful but dark scenery, it was yet coated with layers of snow but the lakes perfect for ice fishing and the trees dancing within the wind made you realize the true beauty of your region. The sunlight projected itself perfectly the snow that seemed as if it was shinning. The sunset shown across the sky gave an orange type color to the originally white scenery. You attention turned back to Zandik once he spoke:

" I wanted the place where we first meet to be away from others.."

"Why?"

"I can't bare the sound of people talking as I'm trying to focus on what somebody else is saying.."

"Oh.."

After walking around, Zandik was quick to change the subject when it came to talking about birds, he said the scientific name and original name of different sorts of bird who were possibly feeding their babies worms or minding their own business upon the tip of a branch. He talked about their breed and also all sorts of stuff, their natural habitat, why some only found in Snezhnaya in the first place. It made him sound smart but, you didn't want this first meet-up to remind you of those animal documentaries. After a while he stopped for the sake of observing the scenery but then asked:

"Have you ever considered testing your experiments in an actual laboratory?"

" I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't have the materials and neither do I have a lab."

"I do."

What? Was he serious? Did he want to share his laboratory with you or was it just to show that he's wealthy enough to be able to have his own lab?

"What are you trying to get from asking that, Zandik?"

"I've been thinking that if you actually had a place to confirm if your theories were right, why would you ask for confirmation online?"

"..."

" I wouldn't mind sharing my Laboratory with you, y/n. Maybe tomorrow I could show it to you and see if you like it. You have my number after all so setting up that date should be easy."

"Sure, I don't see why not."

After a while you get back to the main road, the road that stopped randomly since the rest of the forest was never frequented by the visitors. After a few minutes of walking and talking about medical stuff you get to your bus stop, Zandik had already left while searching for the road his parked his car in.

Although it felt wrong but, you seemed as if something was off about him. From the way he was kind of hostile when you said your opinion on Dottore. Then to all the coincidences with him and Dottore. You heard both of them were doctors who studied at Sumeru Akademiya, both owned a lab. After hearing a few others talk about the second of the Fatui Harbingers, you figured Dottore also had blue hair. You felt as if being with him was wrong. Yet you didn't know why.

Author note: yep this is definitely turning into some weird yandere fic ANYWAYS BYEE!

#fatui dottore #genshin dottore #il dottore #dottore #genshin #genshin impact #genshin zandik

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mechanicalinertia · 8 months

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Bubblegum Black Chapter 4 is now live!

So this is a far shorter chapter than Chapter 3, and honestly that might be a good thing. As is the fic is 31K words and the plot's barely started. Well, next chapter is another big STMPD-branded fight scene - that's why I waited a month to release this chapter, so I had time to finish the next one in a satisfactory manner.

But that's not to discount that what's going on in this chapter isn't important. Far from it. If anything, this is the chapter where a very crucial decision is made that is the contours along which much of the plot goes. Let's dig into it.

Recovery Zone 23: As tempting as it is to be coy and refuse to explain the joke... look, it's a Megazone 23 reference, Megazone being the anime that made AIC and Artmic the kings of the 80's OVA boom before Bubblegum Crisis and Gall Force. I did watch the last part of Megazone 23 Part III recently, and it was profoundly okay-ish. Megazone never manages to be as concise and snappy as BGC, and often feels like it's trying too much and never enough at once. Apparently, though, Megazone and not BGC is the franchise AIC wanted to remake and slap a part 4 on during their period of trying to Kickstart anime back in the 2010's. So maybe it's more popular in Japan, even 40 years out? Who knows.

The Vampire Serial Killer Thing: Yeah, for those of you who don't know Crisis, Sylvie's original role was a lesbian sexbot vampire serial killer, gathering blood to save the life of a sister Sexaroid, who befriended Priss and then died miserably at the end of OVA 5. It's a genuinely sad moment, especially because Sylvie's circumstances are so interesting, and the question of 'should we have empathy for this Boomer-girl-thing' is a question that has been discussed in the fandom ever since the episode's release on Christmas Day, 1988. So part of the reason I switched over to a 2060's AU for my work is so I could just keep her alive, force Sylvie to come to grips with who she is and could become. Pure, uncut copium, as Edgerunners fans might say. But I think I'm onto something when I say that Priss wouldn't be pissed about the killings - she's an ex-bosozoku in a cyberpunk cityscape, she's killed innocents before - but more that Sylvie lied to her, didn't trust Priss to help her. Celia, now, Celia would be the one who would treat Sylvie as subhuman in nature and actions. That's why Sylvie wants to meet Sawyer. Being an only-human-enough monster herself, she's more willing to see things in someone like the Gore Gore Girl than Priss. Also we get an intimate moment between them, so... yeah.

Inspector Cara: Oblique reference to the AD Police Files detective girl Iris Cara, who uncovered an unhinged cyberpsychotic serial killer in the only good episode of that trio, The Ripper. I actually ranked The Ripper pretty low on my big ranking sheet awhile back, but then again I hadn't really watched the whole episode properly, and was judging the episode more on the concept. Which is unfair, because... eh. I won't spoil it, but suffice to say that I wrote a paper for my last quarter of undergrad where I argued that The Ripper's cyberpsychotic arc and David Martinez's descent into madness are one and the same. If I ever get permission from my prof to post it, I will.

Monster Revolver: I haven't had the chance to show it off, but instead of a Stechkin, Balalaika now wields an Rsh-12 revolver, which fires a 12.7*55mm round, normally used for short-range engagements in battle rifles like the ShAK-12, getting the stopping power of Lapua Magnum without the range. Why is Balalaika wielding this thing? Because it's big and intimidating-looking, and I can see her using it, maybe even modifying it for sniping somehow. It's a menacing gun for a menacing woman.

Rock Okajima and Celia Stingray: So here's the thing. I wrote Celia very well. I don't doubt that. I know how to write Celia's particular drives very well. It's Rock I'm not certain I did right. Now, negativemidas on Reddit, one of the guys who's been very helpful with hashing out various plot beats I want to happen, said once that Rock is fundamentally a blank slate, added to the story after test audiences for Lagoon's original draft needed someone to relate to. And indeed, Rock is sort of the moralizer of the story for most of it, even if he grows a spine pretty fast and carves out a niche as a negotiator and logistics guy that guarantees his survival. So I guess I have some license to write Rock as fundamentally depressed after, you know, manga-original character Le Majeur died in his arms. Was that the right thing to do? I'm not gonna lie, I basically fridged her, killed her to affect Rock's emotional landscape and set him to a state not unlike where he was at the end of Roberta's Blood Trail, just because I wanted to use a jumping point closer to something like Apotheosis (which is, to my mind, the greatest Lagoon fanfic ever written) than where Rock is in the manga. There's an alternate version of this fic where Majeur sticks around, but what would that even look like? Where would that go? I don't fucking know. More importantly, with the release of the latest chapter of Lagoon in August of this year, I realized I had diverted seriously from Hiroe's vision of Rock. Rock in that chapter has embraced his role as a mastermind, as a savior of Roanapur, as someone who loves the city and is willing to work with Chang to get shit done. And that was a choice that baffled me, because Rock tried to 'save' the city before, in Roberta's Blood Trail, and uh, we all know how that turned out, didn't we? Okay, so he's chosen to throw his lot in with the power brokers of the city like Chang, but is that making anything better? How is this meaningfully different? I think that somewhere during Hiroe's hiatus, he seemed to decide that Roanapur was a Good Place, a place that could save the forgotten and shunned and give them purpose if they didn't get shot in the first week of their existence. Hell, apparently Balalaika said in one of the Urobuchi light novels or someplace similar that she felt that Rock had a future where she didn't. This does not make sense to me. I have my own headcanons about what Roanapur really is, but they run counter to Hiroe's work, now, it seems. I don't like being one of those fanfic authors who doesn't just disregards canon, but actively scorns it. I told a different story for BGC because BGC is a different beast, one that's pliable and loose enough in its worldbuilding that anything can happen. But now the story I want to tell in Roanapur is one that is a 'fuck canon we ball' story. A story where Rock slips back into his old habits and, uh, spoiler alert, it doesn't end well for him. That is the story that makes sense to me.

So I guess if I have to tell a different story... well, so be fucking it.

That's what fanfiction is for.

#bubblegum crisis #fanfiction #black lagoon

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jazzywazzy89 · 2 years

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different anon but can i just say one of my fav things about your fanfics are the variety of bonnie ships you write. for a character that was deprived of real character development and relationships, i love that you write different ones. i have to ask though what is your fav ship and also have you not written any bonkai fic, i was just wondering bc i didn’t see an on ff.net. anyway thank you always for updating X

Hey anon,

Thank you so much! I think Bonnie as a character had so much story left unmined on the show and so many relationships/dynamics that could have played out better, differently, or just at all. I decided a long time ago, because Bonnie was so limited, abused, and under developed on the show, that I wouldn't limit the amount of stories I would tell with her or the amount of people I'd ship her with.

As far as Bonkai goes, I've thought about writing a few fics for them. Initially I didn't write for them because I had stopped watching prior to Kai's appearance. Then thanks to @scorpio-karma I saw their scenes and got invested in the ship. So, I do have some drabbles for them here on tumblr.

However, I haven't been able to get any full fledge fics up just yet. For them I've had more all human AU ideas than anything for canon. I have thought particularly about doing a version of the Netflix show You with Bonkai and also had a plot bunny for a fic inspired by the 2018 film Beast come to me as well.

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But a combination of the lack of time and to be honest being a bit intimidated by that sect of the fandom has kind of kept me from posting anything as I want to make sure I get Kai's character and voice right before I'm comfortable actually publishing anything. I had the same feeling about Bamon when I first started writing for them which is why it took a while for me to write a fic that was solely a Bamon pairing, which was insatiable. Both ships have very passionate and vocal fans and so I know that if I post something that doesn't hit right I will definitely hear about it. No shade all love but I likely won't post anything until I can be sure I'm fine with the execution of it. Also, because, like with Bamon, the Bonkai fandom is still active, its hard to find a plot that hasn't been done already related to canon. In any case I'm hoping I can get something together one day and post it. Maybe I'll try a one shot and feel things out and go from there.

Anyway, thanks for coming in my inbox and showing me some love!

#bonnie bennett #fanfic #anons #replies #all the ships #bonkai #bamon

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kaytriestowrite · 11 months

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Longtime lurker, first time poster!

Hi all!

My name is Kay and this is me... trying to write. I'm hoping actually having an audience of some kind (even if it's just the void where I dump my posts) motivates me to produce writing of some kind. This isn't my first time on tumblr, but it is my first time on here in years, so there are a whole bunch of new features I'm about to attempt to figure out. TIA for your patience and the lack of perception of my struggles, lol.

I've been working on a novel for almost the last two years and have sort of stagnated for almost six months of that time. Maybe pivoting back to my first love, fanfic, will shake off some of that dust. If nothing else, it'll be fun!

I have yet to post on ao3 (I haven't written since my Dark Days on ffn), but I've had an account and have been a loooongtime lurker over there since before said account existed, kudos'ing all manner of amazing writing. It's been probably ten years or more since I've posted any writing online at all, so I'm definitely a little intimidated. But I miss the community posting my writing gave me, so I'm hoping to find that again.

I'm currently working on a meet-chaotic modern au Steddie fic, but given that I only started outlining it last night and writing it today... it'll be a little bit before I start posting it. I'll post a snippet as soon as I have one - it draws heavily on the chaos that was my apartment building flooding from the fourth floor down yesterday in one very specific column of disaster because I am nothing if I am not a serial projector of my life's experiences into fic.

I would also love to write requests! (This entire post will get condensed down to a tidier pinned post at some point.) At the moment, I would be more than happy to write for the following fandoms (a short list that I hope to expand):

Stranger Things (current hyperfixation - I'll likely gravitate to writing for this fandom at the moment.)

Our Flag Means Death (an absolute love of my life)

The West Wing (for the, I imagine, eight or nine other folks on here who have a political show from the 90s/00s as a comfort show)

I'll post a list of things/characters I will and won't write for/about soon - I'm open to writing about a lot of things and there aren't many characters I wouldn't write about for the above fandoms. I will write smut (please no minors!! in general but especially for this reason), but I haven't done so in a long time, so please go easy on me with those requests for the time being, lol.

And, finally (thank you for sticking with me through this absolute word vomit if you have), please talk to me! I'm a little shy about reaching out first in new situations, but there are few things I love more than babbling about fic and fandoms with likeminded folks!

#stranger things #our flag means death #the west wing #stranger things fic #our flag means death fic #ofmd #the west wing fic #tww #fanfic #fic writer #fanfiction writing #please excuse my absolute tag-bombing trying to get some eyeballs pointed in my direction lol #i promise i will (almost) never do this again #long text post

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atxxzist · 1 year

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It's okay because you deserve to hear good things 😇

I do understand and respect your opinion on it. Sometimes we do look back and cringe at our own works but I also do see it as a learning experience? Especially when it's one of your first pieces of work, things won't be perfect for sure, characters can even be off or yet confusing. But you start somewhere. It shows the creativity is within yourself so you write whatever you can, even if its scattered, it's still your ideas, thoughts that have consumed you and pushed you to share out. It won't always be perfect nor 100% something we are satisfied with because we as humans, we can be harsh on ourselves. So I am sorry you do feel such ways about your works, however it takes huge guts to even post works on platforms with thousands to see so well done for being brave enough to post! It can be super intimidating but you're doing great!

Maybe one day you may even revive that fic for your own liking or maybe not, it was still your time and energy you put out for us to see so I'm grateful for that. And for yourself with the ways you feel, you can look back and see how much growth you've experienced from it, overtime writing gets better as you write more so see it as levelling up each time because you definitely have been💙

Don't apologise! I'm glad you spoke up about it and gave your true thoughts! Keep going the way you are, there's yet many stories your creative mind will come up for you, even better ones as you gain more knowledge and experiences 💙

agree with everything you said 😊 it is for sure a learning experience, and though i have a lot of regrets, if it wasn't for the older works, i wouldn't have been able 2 grow and find what rlly is for me. so they r special in that way, granted i did wrote them when i had little to no experience with writing. but like you said, what matters is that we have an idea and that idea deserves to be shared. and it is for sure a little nerve wracking on a platform where your works can be viewed by anyone, so respect to all writers <3

one day maybe, i might or might not do a oneshot on it. we will have 2 see. but i guess some things are also better left the way it is, no matter how much we dislike them or how imperfect they may seem; there will always b ups & downs and if i spent all my time trying to correct the downs, then what is the point XD again, ty for taking the time to type out such a thoughtful and encouraging message! 💕 i rlly appreciate it. u r 2 sweet.

#ask[💌]#[😊softie00]

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keyrousse · 1 year

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a fanfic writer questionnaire

THE BASICS

Name(s): keyrousse

Where do you post fic? mostly here

Primary/current fic writing fandom: The Witcher (books and games, especially TW3)

Secondary/past/rotating fic writing fandoms: oh so many, but I have maybe 2 or 3 fics written for each of them

Are there fandoms you write for but don’t read, or vice versa? not really. I read some, ahem, original stories (coughcoughporncoughcough), and write only fanfiction.

THE STATS

How long have you been writing fics? since I was 19 I think?

How many have you written? I think I easily hit 40, but I can't be sure - some were unpublished or lost.

How many have you posted (complete or incomplete)? 26 posted on AO3, some short ones also on ff.net.

What’s your word count by year? this year measly 6,3k, last year 114k. It varies ;)

What was your first posted fic? a partial translation from English of a "24" fic when I was 19 and supposed to study for my high school graduation exam, but it was lost when the forum I posted it on died.

If you write in more than one fandom, which is your most popular? still "The Witcher", although my most kudosed fic was for "Broadchurch".

What is your most popular fic by bookmark? "Bits from the Path"

What is your most popular fic by subscription? "Reasons" (I might continue this one. One day.)

What is your longest fic? "Consequences", 114k.

How long did it take you to write it? A year. Which doesn't mean anything, because my currently edited ~40k fic I also have been writing for over a year. :)

What is your shortest fic? "Useful", ca. 700 words.

How long did it take you to write it? One afternoon or two :)

How many series do you have? technically 5, but one of those is a part of another, so 4.

Who’s your most commonly tagged character? Geralt of Rivia and Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon.

What’s your most commonly tagged relationship (slash or &)? Alec Hardy & Ellie Miller.

What’s your most commonly used other tag? hurt/comfort :)

THE EMOTIONS

Was there a fic or writer who inspired you to start writing your own posted works? I don't think so :)

What do you remember about writing your first posted fic? I remember loving the emotions in the fic I was translating, the family drama, the unfolding troubled story etc. I don't remember what fic was my own afterwards or the emotions that accompanied writing it.

Is there a fic or fics you’re most proud of, and why? I really like my The Witcher modern!AU, for how long they are and how many themes from the games and books I managed to modernise while keeping the characters in character :)

Is there a fic you would redo completely if you could? Yes, I deleted a series of The Witcher ficlets in Polish just for that purpose. Maybe not rewrite completely, but I use one problematic trope far too many times and I hoped to change that. Still haven't even started, so I probably won't.

Is there a specific detail (setting, interaction, quirk, dialogue) you stole from your own life to use in a fic? Not really.

Is there a line in your fic that makes you smile/snicker/chuckle every time you remember it? I have that in a fic I haven't published yet. :)

Is there a line in your fic that makes you sad every time you remember it? I don't think so. I write hurt/comfort, not tragedy ;)

Are there any story ideas you’ve considered but are too nervous/intimidated to attempt? What are they? SMUUUUUT. I mean, I wrote two sex scenes in my long 'writing career', one I still have to edit, and one was changed into something more vague (might still delete that one). I just... I wanted to try it as a challenge, but my stories are fine without smut. Won't force myself.

#fanfiction #about me #ask meme #without the heartbreak of getting no asks

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The new chapter of the douche bag jar is so good!

Also - you literally made me think I'm about to read smut at 7 a.m. while having breakfast and while I'm not complaining I realized how not okay is the fact that I had a poker face as if I'm reading the news.

Mickey that sly little shit - you got to love roommates like this. Like - yeah, force Jake to face his attraction and feelings but more importantly, do it while embarrassing him!

Jake defending Peach's honour was heartwarming! But I'm so surprised he didn't get turned on by the kiss and "you're my hero" bit.

The chat with Peach and then with Fanboy - I can just imagine Jake kicking with his feet in the air and screaming into his pillow like a schoolgirl with a crush.

I wonder what's Peach's contact name in Jake's phone. Would it be just the peach emoji?

Otherwise - currently I'm writing a Ransom Drysdale/Reader series, and yesterday I posted the prologue, and I've already posted two other fics - one is Lee Bodecker/Reader, and the other is Andy Barber/ Reader. But don't feel pressured to read them at all - I just enjoy writing for fun.

Also, something you and -🧚‍♀️ anon might find fun and I hope calming. In the first week of my first year of college (I'm in my second now) I changed not only my major, but I also transferred to a different university. I kind of went my first day where we didn't even study anything they were just showing us around and talking with us, and I knew I can't do it. Even though the program was completely free because my country needs specialists in the field, and I was going to receive a scholarship to study, I just thought: "Nah, fuck that", and transferred. And then a year later, I'm sitting with my mom again telling her: Hey, I know this is difficult to hear, but I hate my current major, and I'm going to make an individual one, and that's not a question.

So yeah, I'm 20 and I have not a single idea what I'm doing, every day I wake up confused. What I find funny about the whole thing is that with Animation I fought tooth and nail to convince my parents it's a great degree and a good idea and I won't starve on the streets.

While now I was like - yeah, 40% of my degree is philosophy and I'm doing a psychology minor and what I actually want to do is research on how pop culture affects us and how we affect culture and art, and yeah, sure it sounds like I'll never find a job but I'm going to figure it out.

So while I get the intimidation of being your own person and making your own decisions, it's completely fine to be indecisive.

I think currently my mindset is something along the lines of: "I'm not letting uni get in the way of my education". Because uni is somehow structured in very specific, tight boxes and I want to do something much broader.

But also - the best advice I've ever heard is to study what you want to do/study now, you can always change it later. You can always learn again at a later time.

Anyway, much love and good luck. <3

ahaha thank you!!

and OH MY GOD you literally have me cackling at the image of you reading Jake's sex dream like it's CNN subtitles skjfkf

Mickey is so sick of his shit at this point (so is Bradley tbh) but I think that he's just happy Peach embarrasses Jake more than he ever could without even trying. like the conflict resolution ball?? Mickey has one on him at any given moment, Jake opens his mouth and he's already whipping that thing out.

Jake was turn on by Peach's kiss,,,, in his heart🫶🥹

Jake is losing his mind because then Peach starts sending him texts about what kind of worm terrarium he would like and he's beginning to realize that maybe "fishing" was not the right answer to the worm question.

I have her contact made and everything, I'm just waiting for the moment that it would make sense for them to have taken a picture together (in order to keep Peach's physical features as neutral as possible I found a picture of Glen Powell and Zoey Deutch that I could crop but Peach and Jake have to be better friends first before it makes sense) but his contact name for her is just "Peach".

ahh, Ransom is literally my guilty pleasure so I will def check that out! I haven't gotten around to watching Defending Jacob yet bc I don't know if I can handle Chris Evans being Mean Angry Dad 😡 have you watched it? did you think it was good?

and I don't want to be like "you having no idea what you're doing makes me feel better" because that's not what I mean at all, but I guess the fact that we all feel that way is comforting, ya know?? but honestly very proud of you for doing what you want to do and the whole study of how pop culture affects us and vice versa sounds super interesting. like I love thinking about stuff like that (see: my senior paper on toxic masculinity in superhero films) and I'm not sure how it is where you live, but in the US, a lot of jobs don't even really care about your major (which makes my whole freak out even less necessary) so I think studying what you what to study ultimately makes the most sense.

anyway I LOVE "I'm not letting uni get in the way of my education" and I will definitely be reminding myself of that!

#tdbj— asks #acatwriteshere #what’s up doc

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today-only-happens-once · 6 years

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In Pieces

Title: In Pieces

Word Count: 3698

Summary: Thomas may not have the whole picture, but he has enough of it. for @justisaisfine’s Sanders Bro AU. Familial LAMP/CALM, plus “guess I’m an uncle now” Thomas.

Warnings: parental abuse, food mention, yelling, cursing, physical abuse depicted through acting, sort of crying, I have no idea how real movie sets/filming work so it’s probably not accurate woops

Author’s note: I love Isa’s Sanders Bro AU an abnormal amount, probably. So of course I had to write a fic for it because I have no chill. Credit for the AU and the entire basis for the fic (from this post) is all to them. Please, please check out the AU on their blog because it is amazing. This fic certainly pales in comparison, but I hope it’s not too terrible. Heh. I’m not sure how I feel about it, but here it is regardless! Huge thanks to Isa for also answering my anon asks for clarification about a few things. Hope some of this isn’t too far off course. Edited by yours truly, so all mistakes are mine.

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“And cut!”

Roman grins brightly at Thomas—who has him shoved up against a brick wall with a prop knife to his throat—and the tension from the dramatic scene they’d just finished is suddenly cut (no pun intended) with one look. Thomas laughs and rolls his eyes, letting Roman shrug out of his grip.

“Good take, guys. Take a break,” the director calls out as she flips through notes.

Thomas hands the prop knife to one of the stage hands and thanks him with a sincere smile before following Roman to the snack table behind the assortment of cameras. The teen picks up a turkey club sandwich from the pile and shoves it unceremoniously into his mouth. Thomas picks up an apple. He doesn’t blame the kid, really; they’d been filming and rehearsing since six this morning without much time for a lunch break.

The constant movement on set is oddly comforting to Thomas. Stage hands hustle to get props and actors, the director is watching footage of the scene he had just filmed with Roman and talks about it in hushed voices with her producers. She casts a glance at Roman, and Thomas smiles. He knows that look. She’s impressed, and to be honest, Thomas is too. Roman is young—still a kid, really—but he’s got serious acting chops. It’s a wonder he didn’t break into the business sooner.

Thomas glances at the teen beside him and smiles faintly at the awed look in his eyes as he watches the action around him. They’re a few weeks into production on this movie, but Roman still looks like he can’t believe he’s actually here.

A few smaller kids for the orphanage scene—maybe five or six—chase each other around the set, shrieking in laughter. A few of the cast members seem vaguely annoyed at the added chaos, but Thomas doesn’t mind. They were quiet, talented, patient kids who knew to only wreak havoc between shots.

“Tag, you’re it!” a little girl shouts as she runs into a boy’s shoulder before sprinting away. The young boy—in his tattered clothes costume but his eyes bright and lively—spins around. His gaze seems to zero in on Roman, and the teen barely has time to react before the boy barrels right into his legs.

“Oof!” Roman says dramatically, doubling over—but not falling over, and Thomas is vaguely impressed by that—and capturing the boy his arms. “Argh, you cannot escape my grasp!”

“You’re it! You’re it! You’re it!” the boy yells, grinning as he tries to wriggle his way free.

“I’m it?” Roman announces, playfully holding onto the kid, “Are you sure about that? I’ll have you know, I’m a three time champion in the art of playing tag.” He’s grinning, something warm and twinkling in his eyes.

“Nuh-uh!” The boy barrels out of Roman’s arms, and the Sanders teen lets him break right out of his grasp.

“You don’t believe me?” he says, throwing the back of his hand to his forehead. “I suppose I’ll have no choice but to prove it to you!” The boy shrieks with laughter as Roman chases after him.

Thomas crosses his arms over his chest and watches his coworker chase the kids around the set. A few people stop and watch the chaos unfold as well, but most people don’t mind too much. They’re between takes anyway, and he’s keeping the kids occupied in the very least. Thomas watches as one of them leaps up onto Roman’s back and feels his heart jump, but Roman only stumbles a step or two before hooking his arms underneath the kid’s legs in a piggy-back ride and running the kid around the set a few times.

“Roman! Thomas!” The director calls out. “We’re gonna need to do that scene again. I want to try some different camera work. Be ready in five.”

Roman looks over at the sound of his name and nods. He lowers the kid on his back to the ground, says something to him that Thomas doesn’t quite catch, and they both exchange a mock salute before Roman jogs back to the table.

“You’re so good with them,” a voice speaks up as Roman returns by the snack table. Thomas looks over his shoulder to see Valerie taking a cracker off the plate.

Roman smiles slightly and lifts a shoulder. “I have three younger brothers.”

“Oh, that’s right!” Valerie says, having seen Logan, Patton, and Virgil a couple of times over the past few weeks. “You’re all so cute. I bet your parents are so proud of you!”

Roman seems suddenly very interested in the cheese cubes on the table by the crackers. He picks one up and pops it in his mouth. “I gotta get back to set,” he says, in a voice that sounds just a little tight to Thomas.

“Oh,” Valerie says to Roman’s retreating form, her voice still bright and friendly, if a bit confused. “Of course! Good luck!”

…

“What do you mean you can’t make it tomorrow?” the producer says, his voice rising. It’s a month or so later. Thomas stops mid-sentence and looks over towards the noise. A young intern with short hair and big glasses seems to shirk away from the volume, and Thomas sighs.

“I mean, I’m sorry, it’s just….” The girl stammers, adjusting the frame of her glasses.

Most people around the set are keeping themselves busy, ignoring the exchange. The producer is known for his temper, after all, and few people paid attention when the interns were getting reamed out. A small number were trying not to stare at the exchange, and a few others appeared to not be listening but—when looked at closer—could be shown to be listening regardless. Across the set, Roman Sanders seems to have fallen into the latter of the group, staring a little too intently at the script in his hands.

“I gave you this break!” the producer shouts at her, his face red. “This is a real job, sweetheart, and you don’t get to just come and go as you please!”

Out of the corner of his eye, Thomas sees Roman snap the script close and toss it onto the table in front of him. There’s something tight in his jaw, squared in his shoulders, something aged in his eyes… Even the producer looks taken aback when he realizes that Roman is walking towards him.

“I think,” Roman says, in a calm and measured voice that Thomas wouldn’t have even been able to hear if it wasn’t dead silent on set, “that she can hear you plenty well when you speak normally, sir.”

The producer blinks in surprise—even Thomas feels a bit taken aback by the new actor’s courage—before spluttering an indignant reply. “This isn’t any of your business, boy.”

“Perhaps not,” Roman replies, his voice still remarkably cool and composed. It stands in stark contrast to the producer’s indignant shouting a moment ago. “But it’s certainly hard to ignore when you’re screaming about it. Perhaps you should take a moment to calm down before discussing the matter further.”

Roman’s words seem to make the producer suddenly and startlingly aware of the people around them. At the sharp stare of the producer, most onlookers duck their heads and busy themselves with rehearsing lines, checking mics, finding their shoes suddenly fascinating. Thomas quietly meets the producer’s gaze with a steady one of his own. He doesn’t know what his expression shows, but Roman is right, and Thomas is fully prepared to come to his defense if the producer tries anything.

The producer grumbles something in a low voice and storms off. Thomas watches as Roman seems to relax back into his usual warm persona. Regular chatter and the sounds Thomas had come to associate with the backstage-between-takes bustle of the movie business filter back up. Roman flashes a smile at the intern, and Thomas reads his lips as he asks, “You okay?”

The young girl nods, smiling faintly back. The girl, by Thomas’s best guess, is probably around sixteen or seventeen, making Roman only a year or so older than her. But there’s a brief moment where Thomas can’t help but feel like Roman looks so much older for his age. A weariness and weight in his eyes, visible even across the room but only for a fraction of a second.

And then the bright, flamboyant, excitable kid is back as he laughs at something she says and responds easily. He shakes her hand, inclines his head, and then walks back to pick up his script and goes right back to rehearsing.

…

“Action!” the director calls a week later.

Thomas slips into character effortlessly, his hands fisting at his sides as he marches up to Roman and grabbing his shoulder. The fight is choreographed flawlessly—the coordinators were impeccable, honestly—and both Thomas and Roman had been working on this exact scene for weeks.

“What the—“ Roman says, delivering his line with just the right amount of surprise, eyes widening and ducking Thomas’s flying fist just in time. Thomas stumbles in just the right way, and Roman throws up his hands as if to protect his face. “Calm down!”

“Calm down?” Thomas snarls. “You nearly got us killed out there!”

Roman shifts his weight as Thomas delivers his line and is ready when the older actor barrels into him, sending him careening back into the ladder on set. It breaks away and collapses on top of him. Roman lets out a frustrated huff before scrambling to his feet.

“That wasn’t me! Would you just—“ he ducks another of Thomas’s punches, throwing an elbow in retaliation.

“Cut!” the director calls out, a slight note of annoyance. Thomas sees confusion and a bit of self-doubt flicker through Roman’s eyes, but Thomas is confused too. It was a good take. Or at least, it had felt good to Thomas.

“Sorry, guys,” the director sighs. “You were great. Our mic levels are off. Can we get a sound check? You guys take a break.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Thomas sees a relieved smile flicker across Roman’s face.

“Nice job,” Thomas tells him sincerely. “That would’ve been a good take if the mics had been working.”

Roman laughs. The two of them make their way over a few yards across the warehouse behind the cameras.

Roman’s three brothers sit near a stack of shipping cargo. Logan—sixteen, Thomas remembers—is sitting with his back against the cargo and a textbook propped open in his lap. Patton is talking quietly but excitedly with Valerie. And Virgil (Thomas still wasn’t sure he entirely believed that he is eight years old, given just how small he is) is sitting beside Logan, so close their arms are brushing. He has some kind of homework worksheet on the cement floor in front of him, but his eyes are glued to something in the textbook in Logan’s lap.

“Hey guys,” Roman greets warmly. “How are we doing over here?”

“Satisfactory,” Logan replies, his eyes lingering on the textbook page before flickering up to meet his older brother’s.

“Good!” Patton chimes in. “Valerie and I were comparing favorite Disney songs. She has good taste.”

Valerie laughs. “Why thank you, Patton. So do you.”

Roman smiles at the exchange. “Good to hear.” With a dramatic groan, Roman takes a seat on the floor beside Virgil. “What about you, Virge? Doing okay?” Thomas notices—not for the first time—how his voice seems a little softer when he asks Virgil.

The youngest brother nods.

Roman arcs an eyebrow. Thomas sees him exchange a glance with Logan over Virgil’s head. Thomas can’t decipher the unspoken conversation they seem to have, but whatever is exchanged seems to relax Roman a bit. The teen leans back a bit into the boxes behind them.

“Hey, Thomas,” Patton says suddenly. “What’s your favorite Disney movie?”

The question surprises the actor. “Favorite Disney movie… hm…” Thomas sucks in a breath through his teeth and rubs the back of his neck. “That’s a hard question. If I have to choose one, I suppose Aladdin.”

Patton nods thoughtfully. “That’s a good choice.”

“It was awesome talking to you, Patton, but I gotta go to makeup. You’ll have to teach me the words to ‘Almost There’ one of these days, though.” She smiles as Patton promises to do so, then hurries off. The five of them lapse into a comfortable silence for a moment before Roman breaks it.

“Thomas and I are about to shoot that scene you guys saw us walk through a few weeks back,” he supplies conversationally.

Thomas’s lips quirk into a smile at the memory. One of the days Roman had brought his brothers along a few weeks back, he and Roman had done a dry run through of the fight scene. Both Patton and Virgil had been about ready to tackle Thomas in defense of their brother—or more accurately, to ensure he didn’t get injured. He and Roman had then proceeded to go through the fight blow by blow in slow motion to show them how the fight wouldn’t actually hurt Roman at all.

“Yep,” Thomas adds. “You guys can watch your brother beat me up today, if you want.”

Roman snorts. “Something like that.”

“Thomas,” one of the actors—Terrence—calls from a few feet away, waving a book of papers, “Is this your script?”

Thomas jogs over and snatches it back, thanking him before heading back over to the brothers.

Logan has turned the page of his textbook—it’s a science textbook, Thomas can see now—and points something out to Virgil who is still looking at it over his older brother’s shoulder. Roman also seems interested in whatever Logan is saying quietly to his brothers. Patton raises his eyebrows, then shifts to sit across from Logan, who tilts his textbook towards his younger brother and points to a picture of a nebulous star.

Logan, who had always seemed to Thomas to be very quiet, is explaining something to his three brothers and Thomas has the odd feeling that if he were to try to listen in, he may be intruding. It wasn’t that the four of them were cold—to the contrary, they were some of the warmest and kindest kids Thomas had ever met—but they had a certain close-knit aura around them that Thomas felt was different than other families. Certainly different from his own.

“Hey! Thomas! Roman!” one of the cast-mates calls, jogging over. Logan stops talking, glancing up at the new face. “Are you guys coming to Marco’s after filming wraps today?”

Thomas thinks about it, but Roman’s response comes immediately. “Sorry, Alex. I can’t.” The answer hardly surprises Thomas—he’s not sure he’s ever heard the teen accept an invitation to do something after filming.

“I’ll think about it,” Thomas replies.

Alex opens his mouth to say something, looking vaguely disappointed, but the director’s voice cuts through the air.

“Thomas! Roman! You guys are back on. Same scene from the top. Sorry for the delay.”

…

Months pass, and Thomas can’t help but see the patterns.

Roman having this way of quickly shutting people down who yell during an argument, the way he never accepts invitations to do things after filming, how quickly he deflects any mention of his parents being proud of him… at first, Thomas had written the latter off as humility, but there was always something forced behind the smile and indifference that didn’t quite sit well in the older actor’s stomach. There was also something about the way Roman and his brothers interacted with one another that Thomas didn’t quite understand—quiet, tight-knit, and protective.

Thomas doesn’t really know what it all means. Or even if it means anything. He could be reading into things more than they really warranted. Right?

Right.

Thomas pops a grape into his mouth and wanders over to stand beside Roman, watching the scene being filmed from behind the camera. He and Roman just wrapped on a scene and were scheduled to be next anyway, so both of them had elected to linger around and watch the next scene get shot.

It’s one the of the flashback scenes for Thomas’s character, evidenced by the set being the kitchen of a home rather than a warzone. The actor playing younger Thomas—around ten years old—does bear a striking resemblance to 26 year-old. The only other person in the scene is the actress playing the mother.

“Don’t you ever stop talking?!” the mother demands, the fury looking real and tangible in her eyes. Thomas has to admit—the actress playing the mother was exceptional at her job. Thomas had filmed another movie with her before, and she was a really sweet lady in real life.

The kid, also, is quite good. “I’m sorry, I just… I wanted…” he stammers, stumbling back.

Before Thomas can even blink, the mother hits her son across the face with the back of her hand. Beside him, Thomas sees Roman visibly flinch. When he glances at him out of the corner of his eye, he notices Roman is looking very pointedly at his shoes.

“What did I just say, kid?” the mother growls. “God, you never shut the fuck up!”

Roman seems to be standing suddenly very still. Concerned, Thomas looks at him more fully, but Roman won’t meet his gaze. His arms are crossed over his chest, and there’s something about the way his shoulders are hunched ever so slightly that makes Thomas suddenly and acutely aware that this kid beside him is a kid. And somehow, he looks and acts much older than that.

Something clicks. His brothers and their relationship with one another, the way Roman always deflected questions and comments about his parents, the way he didn’t tolerate yelling and never went out after filming, the way he flinched just now…

Thomas doesn’t have the full picture, but it’s all in a hazy focus that is just enough. Whatever Roman is dealing with, Thomas can’t help but feel like it’s something much bigger and much worse than any kid his age should have to handle. It’s not something someone his age should have to shoulder.

At least not alone.

“Cut!” The director yells a moment later. “Great take. I wanna run that one more time, then we’ll move on. Take a break, though.”

It’s, apparently, all the encouragement Roman needs. Because the young actor turns without saying a word to Thomas and walks off the set. Thomas follows after him.

…

Thomas hesitates for a moment outside Roman’s trailer, his breath making small clouds in front of his face in the brisk late autumn air. He remembers the look of pure disbelief, quickly overshadowed by excitement, when Roman had learned he’d be getting his own trailer for the movie. Thomas hadn’t even thought much about it—Roman had a number of costume changes, plus a not in-substantial role that necessitated long days of filming—but seeing Roman’s vaguely awed look had reminded him of himself when he’d gotten his first big role in a movie. He’d been just a little older than Roman at the time.

Thomas knocks softly on the door. “Roman?”

There’s a brief pause, then a hurried and slightly muffled, “Oh, yeah. Sorry, I’ll be right there.”

“We have a while,” Thomas replies, slipping his hands into the pockets of his jacket. “But I was wondering if I could talk to you about something.”

Another pause, then the door swings open. Roman looks more composed than he had just a moment ago, his face now one of confusion and perhaps a bit of nervousness. “Of course. What’s up?” He shifts to the side, giving Thomas room as he steps up into the trailer.

The trailer is messy and generic; very little of Roman expressed in the small space. There’s a blanket on the couch that was provided when the temperature had started to drop. Some discarded shoes on the floor. Roman’s normal clothes tossed over a plastic chair in the corner. Roman shifts past him and rubs the back of his head before taking a seat on the far end of the couch.

“Roman…” Thomas begins, feeling suddenly unsure of where to start but knowing that he has to say something. He looks at the teen sitting in front of him and sighs. “Are you okay?”

Roman throws him a brilliant smile. “Of course, Thomas. Just, uh…” The smile falters for only a fraction of a second, then stays in place. He lifts a shoulder. “Y’know.”

Thomas gives him a soft, knowing look. “I don’t, actually. Not really.” He takes a seat on the couch beside him, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. “And that’s okay. I don’t want you to tell me anything you don’t want to, or aren’t ready for. But…” Thomas holds Roman’s wide stare. “But I’ve got your back. And I’ve got your brothers’ backs.”

Roman is shaking his head, words tumbling out of his mouth even as his eyes start to shine. “Thomas—“ Roman says, and Thomas pretends he doesn’t hear the way his voice cracks just a little.

“I mean it,” Thomas says, with as much sincerity and earnestness as he can because he needs Roman to know it and believe it. “Any of you need anything—anything at all—you have my number. I’ll be there. That’s a promise.”

Roman opens his mouth as if to say something, then closes it. He scrubs a hand across his eyes and sniffles. “Okay,” he says, in a soft, choked voice. He coughs to clear it. “I… thank you.”

Thomas gives him a small smile. “Any time. I mean that.”

Roman releases a watery laugh. “Yeah, I know you do.”

Thomas thinks of Roman’s bright energy and aged eyes. Of the quiet way Logan always seems to have words pressing against his lips but for some reason, holds them back more than he speaks. Or the way Patton’s warm smile and sincere curiosity makes every person feel seen, even though Patton is so much younger. Or how Virgil looks at his brothers like he’d move mountains just for them.

“Good,” Thomas replies softly. “Because you guys are a good group of kids.”

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#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfiction #sanders bro au #familial lamp/calm #familial lamp/calm fanfiction #tw angst #tw abuse #tw physical abuse #tw parental abuse #tw cursing #tw yelling #i literally dont know how i feel about this fic but i wanted to post it anyway #because i worked on it for a while y'know #meep #maybe one day it won't be intimidating to post fic but that day is not today #hope its enjoyable!#and please go check out isa's au #also sorry mobile users #its kinda longish

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i-need-air · 3 years

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Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs Part 2.

Summary: Part 2 is here! While in part 1 it was mostly adoption and how he'd behave with you as a roommate, part two is him ✨ realizing things ✨ followed by how he'd be in a romantic relationship.

Word Count: 2k words [ oops, I did it again ]

Notes: So I said it'll be out in a few days but three [3] people asked me for part 2 and I'm a sucker soooooooo!! I could've just written a long ass fic but whatever, I thought I'd make it shorter in headcanons... hah lol right. Enjoy!

Part 1 here!

× he's a wild wolf so he's very active; like you need to understand he needs to go outside if not he'd get impatient, more aggressive, snappy, so once you took him on an easy hiking trail near your house and he loved it so once or twice a month you both go together to different places [ he demands it ]

× it's hard to keep up with him bc he's literally genetically engineered to be better than any very fit human being but he slows down for you

× morning runs at 5 a.m. bc he's insane

× is also a grandpa

× watched all documentaries on any streaming platform you could provide to him, also loves reading

× as months pass and you start to have your routine in order, word comes to you that an acquaintance is looking for a security guard at his mechanical shop two streets away from your house

× you casually mentioned it to Bakugou because he was starting to act anxious whenever you'd leave the house, so you assumed he was extra bored

× seriously, the house was spotlessly cleaned, he cooked amazingly and was occupied with your old laptop and going around the city to explore, but you guessed he wanted more independence?

× little did you know you were right but so wrong lol

× so Bakugou stared at you intensely and asked "Where?"

× it was as easy as telling him the location, him nodding and you thought he'd consider it; you didn't put any pressure on him because he already did so much to help around anyway

× well guess what bitch, next day he comes up to you saying you gotta co-sign his contract [cuz fuck society] meaning he got the job

× he was perfect for it because tall, intimidating, muscular wolf guy? who'd even mess with him? do they have a death wish?

× well, even before this he started to be... soft

× but once you really did show him you support whatever he wants to do, you give him his freedom and liberty of choice, he just reaaally changes, man

× he gets touchy, like his hands stay one second longer on your skin, he uses any excuse to have them on you, even his eyes follow you everywhere

× like c'mon, it's obvious but you didn't wanna put too much thought into it because we're respectful here

× not like you had a big fat crush on him and slowly started to realize it too

× sike bitch he knows

× you think his super-hearing didn't catch the way your heartbeat spikes up every single time he touches you? *please*

× i think he knows before you know

× meanwhile he is working to discover his feelings too

× so your relationship slowly turns into a couple's like relationship but without anything official and of course no kissing or such [ sadly ]

× would get jealous easily

× basically because nothing is talked between you two and deep down is insecure

× why the hell do you smell like other people? was it just a hug or something else? hell, why would you even hug people when he's right there??? just ask and don't touch some extras????

× another thing he does is getting very close to you while you talk to somebody else; scoffs and glares at them too

× ok so!! gifts! he really appreciates any gift you give him but scolds you if you do because you genuinely don't need to do that

× of course he just scolds you and calls you an idiot so I do hope you already learned his language

× it basically means that you shouldn't have done it, he's really grateful but seriously you shouldn't have

× like that one time you saved up money to get him a good computer and he forgot how to speak for like an hour

× the softest thank you ever afterwards

× still sounded rough but he was shocked as fuck

× one thing that remained in your brain were his friends, as sometimes he'd mention them

× so you took it upon yourself to find them, of course with his permission

× gets genuinely overwhelmed and plays it off saying he wouldn't mind knowing where those idiots ended but you didn't miss the way his voice trembled

× for you to find them you needed names and any information he could provide so that's when he, after a long silence and a mesmerized look on his face, started really talking about his life

× which was fucked; won't get much into detail but he was indeed in a fighting ring, people came and bet on whoever was stronger, he even had to fight his friends, everything was filled with abuse and their conditions were subhuman...

× just overall awful

× you couldn't help but hug him tight, feeling him shake in your arms

× with a hesitant voice he asked if you really did think there was a chance to find them

× just couldn't believe how amazing he felt in your arms

× or how your determination that night made his heart clench and took a big weight off his shoulders

× anywho;;;; after his first paycheck he takes you out on cute dates

× never calls them that, just demands you dress up [helps you out cuz boy got style] and takes you to a nice coffee shop or something

× AND on your fifth not date cuz you're not official but there's this weird tension between you date he finally kinda s n a p s

× you honestly didn't expect the waiter to flirt with you, he came out as very pushy and even if you were a lil uncomfortable you smiled and brushed it off

× when the waiter suggested giving you his number the sandy blond hybrid growled

× which i shit you not made the whole coffee shop freeze

× and you froze too

× but neither of you could say anything because the oblivious fuck kept talking

× basically joking about how you should keep your pet in a leash, to which you got up, threw some money on the table, grabbed Bakugou by the hand and leave before he'd rip someone's head off

× it only took you to touch Bakugou's arm to calm him down as he followed behind you wordlessly

× so you stood outside, angry, deep red eyes on your figure

× and silence

× his hand still in yours

× it was warm and amazing and you felt angry but your heart was beating loudly; angry at the waiter that you wanted to go full Karen on and get fired but excited because that growl shook you to the core, as if you could tell it was territorial and it was because of that pig flirting with you and did Bakugou Katsuki just lace his fingers with you?!

× "Oi." he interrupted your thoughts

× he turned your frame towards him and pulled you [kinda harshly] into him

× you'd make a comment about it but brain empty, just Bakugou Katsuki blushing

× "You're mine, you get it?"

× skdjflglykshs

× it sounded like he asked but it was a demand so oops you're his now ok bye

× like I said, boy isn't dumb so he lowkey knew you felt something too

× legit from there on he's just soft as fuck

× has a hard time opening up but visibly tries for you

× still continues to be a pain in the ass, Bakugou Style, but with a loving teasing attitude behind it

× his eyes give him away all the time

× they shine whenever you're in his field of view so congrats because, and this is the best part:

× WOLVES MATE FOREVER 💕💓💞💗💝💟

× oh yeah, he's yours, no takebacks

× he isn't one to half-ass the relationship; you're his now and he'll do anything for you

× big time touch starved it hurts

× because he is shy

× so whenever you introduce him to hand holding and cuddles, he can't get enough

× not big on PDA [ and not recommended since human-hybrid relationships are kiiiinda frowned upon but it's getting better ]

× although at home it's another deal

× seriously cuddle him; he's big into the protector vibe so he's a big spoon almost exclusively unless it's to sleep on top of you

× speaking of! accept that even if your relationship isn't that intimate, he'd still hint about sleeping together in the same bed

× so you better catch on when he does because he'll just click his tongue and call you needy

× while dragging you to bed

× sleeps holding you, his nose in your hair or in the crook of your neck

× unless it's summer then stay on your side 💅

× you know those kisses that just scream "I can't get enough of you"? that's his whole kissing vibe in a sentence

× hell, even the gentlest kiss gives that vibe away and it'll 100% leave you breathless

× doesn't have experience but is a very fast learner

× pays very close attention to your body language

× really into biting your skin enough to leave marks

× wear his hoodies

× no, I'm fucking serious, wear them now

× his chest puffs and he turns into a blushing mess when you do it the first times because his scent is on you

× scenting is a big thing for him so of course he's gonna love it

× 10x more territorial because now he has a mate to protect

× jealous but trusts you

× still very jealous though

× let's all pretend he is definitely not scenting you before you go out because it's in his nature and it is embarrassing

× the first time he tells you he loves you it's when he's feeling vulnerable

× the search for his friends is still on-going, he feels less than adequate as a providing mate, is pissed at the world for treating him like an inferior animal when they created him, everything is piled on his shoulders and whenever than happens he closes off

× you notice immediately

× will not tell you at first

× it's only when you go to bed and he turns his back to you when you really know it's bad

× even if you fought before, he'd angrily snuggle you at night-time

× now it's so different

× hug him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, pull a blanket all over you both and big spoon him, he'd start shaking and talking in no time

× will hide his tears from you but you'd know

× "You're the best fucking thing that happened to me, [Y/N]... I—... Shit... I love you so much."

× neither of you slept that night

× excuse you? drink some water and pray to jesus;;; you talked about feelings, ok? communication is key in a relationship, puh-lease

× [ i have this whole nsfw hcs post already cookin in my brain so maybe I'll make it happen cuz y'all know he has a mating season and all that comes with it 👀 ]

× back to being children of jesus here

× thanks the moon, the heavens and all the gods for putting you in his life; boy didn't believe in destiny but deep down he thinks you were meant to be

× you still better wash the dishes or you'll get your ass kicked.

Extra:

× you did find some of his friends, little by little, and even if he acted nonchalant, like k das cool, it was obvious he was extremely happy

× so they did get adopted too

× you got in contact with them on social media and they were all very excited about meeting

× so it was a chaotic meeting with a dog hybrid called Kirishima and a mouse like vibrat yellow guy called Kaminari

× they all were looking for Bakugou too since they were very worried about where he ended

× Kirishima shed manly tears when seeing Bakugou

× as they instantly welcomed you in their small group, they informed you both that the majority of the squad was adopted and they're in contact, while they're still actively looking for the others

× cue to the softest expression you've seen on Bakugou in public followed by "That's good"

× silence

× shock and silence

× Kaminari turning to you and whispering "You did this" with a hand on his heart, lips trembling as he wiped an imaginary tear

× insert instantly snappy Bakugou

× when everyone laughed and continued to make plans to meet up with the others, he just looked at you conversing with them, soft expression again on his features and his chest warming

× "Oh! Look, he's doing it again! Quick, take a pictur—"

× "SHINE!"

#bakugou katsuki x reader #noirewrites #hybrid!bakugou #hybrid!au #bakugou x reader #bakugou headcanons #bnha x reader

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pseudonympls · 2 years

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After a few days break from writing, totally self inflicted bc I love a good alcoholic beverage and a boogie I'm back on my WWII fic bullshit again!

I've got so much planned for this one, its a little bit intimidating - but if I'm honest each time I sit down to write, whether it's a one shot or a multi-chapter I'm always a bit intimidated, and I guess it's the need to overcome that feeling that keeps me writing lmao

In the plan, I've detailed about seven chapters and an epilogue - but that is very much subject to change as I write - and I've said it before and I'll say it again: I won't be releasing the first chapter until I'm mostly done with the whole story.

With such detail I've really gotta be careful how I sow all the seeds at the beginning and have them bloom later on. I'm really eager for this story to be as cohesive as possible, and I want to mitigate the need to retcon stuff later on.

Just wanted to post a lil update, I hope you're all having a lovely start to your week! 🖤

As tax for reading all that, here’s some Bo pics of what I imagine Bo to look like in this fic. Only imagine it’s the 1940’s and maybe he’s in his civvies 🥲🙈

#bo burnham #untitled ww2 fic

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makeste · 2 years

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This is probably a different question from what you usually get so feel free to ignore it, but you seem like a reasonable and chill person. I recently published my first fic and I'm crippled with cringe every time I open AO3. Not because I think it's bad, but I just don't want to see the response to it, even if it's positive. Is it mean of me not to read the comments? I don't typically interact in fandom spaces, but I feel like I should now that I'm a content creator. I always see people being excited about comments, feedback etc. but I get too much secondhand embarrassment from them, because fandom is such a private and personal thing to me. Am I just weird?!!!

hey there! yeah this is definitely a break from the norm lol, but that's fine. just bear in mind that this is first and foremost a fandom blog and not an advice blog, and so you should probably take my opinions here with a grain of salt.

anyway, imo since this was the first fic you posted, and you presumably didn't know ahead of time how you were going to react to everything, it's fine. writing something -- and especially writing something that you care about, and that means something to you, and that you put a lot of effort into creating -- and putting it out there for the world to see is always pretty intimidating at first. it's like baring a little piece of your soul to the rest of the world. there's something very vulnerable about it no matter how hard you brace yourself, so I totally get why someone might react that way to feedback.

but that said, now that you know that you have this type of reaction to comments, I think the polite thing to do for any future works that you post is to simply turn the comments off. you can actually go back and do this for the fic you already posted too, I'm pretty sure, and it won't delete any of the comments that are already there; it will just prevent people from posting new ones (and it works whether they're logged in or not). I think this is the most courteous thing to do if you want to be considerate of your readers, and of the time and effort they might otherwise put into making a comment (which for some people can be just as nerve-wracking as posting a fic), while at the same time also being considerate of your own feelings in not wanting to read* the comments because the social aspect is causing anxiety/embarrassment right now.

*one small but important distinction here, which is that reading and responding are two very different things. I know it's good etiquette to dutifully respond to comments, but speaking as someone who only manages to reply to maybe 10% of their tumblr asks, I also know it's not always possible to respond to everyone's feedback. I do, however, read every single ask and comment that I get. I think that if all you want to do for now is read and not respond, then it's probably okay to leave the comments on, since commentators should already be aware that author responses aren't guaranteed. if, however, you're struggling with simply reading them as you said, then it's probably better to turn them off.

I also think it would be courteous to go back and add a generic note to the fic thanking everyone who left feedback, and explaining that you didn't anticipate how overwhelming it would be, so while you're grateful for the response, you've decided to turn off comments for now until you're in a better headspace to deal with them. imo you don't owe anyone more of an explanation than that. technically you don't really owe anyone any explanation at all, but since they did take the time to leave feedback, it's probably a nice gesture to make.

lastly, I know this is the epitome of all "easier said than done" pieces of advice, but if you can, I think it really helps to have a mindset of always writing for your own enjoyment first and foremost. and so if other people also happen to like what you've written, that's awesome! and if they don't like it, that's also fine, because at the end of the day you didn't write it for them; you wrote it for yourself. or, if you're mostly writing for yourself but are also looking for constructive feedback so that you can keep improving your game, you can adopt a Bruce Lee-style mindset of "accept what is useful, reject what is useless", and apply that to your feedback. if you agree with what someone said, you hold onto that and apply it to your writing in the future. and if you don't agree, then fuck whatever they said, and you just keep on doing things whichever way you like.

writing is subjective; no story, no matter how well-written, is ever going to appeal to every single person out there universally. and so at the end of the day the most important thing is that you're satisfied with it. which as I said is unfortunately much easier said than done lol. but it's still a good attitude to try and strive for I think, even if you can't get it 100%. it's helped me a lot at the very least.

anyway so that's it. hopefully something in these rambling paragraphs is at least a little helpful to you. take care, and thanks for the ask!

#writing #writing advice #writing meta #idk my non-bnha tags are always a mess lol #asks #anon asks

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limetameta · 2 years

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i don't MISS flames. but I do kinda MISS flames. let me explain

i used to get some stray flames from time to time back when i was starting out as a writer. boy love don't like don't read era of writing. and were they discouraging? immensely! if they outnumbered the positive reviews i don't know whether i'd be posting my writing or if i'd hoard it for myself like a cave creature.

anyway. all of these flames i ever received were just isolated instances that just send me for a loop every time i remember them. because it wasn't just one person that kept leaving flames. every fic from my ffnet era would get like 1 or 2 flames and when they saw that there was no reaction they wouldn't continue leaving flames. i didn't give them any reaction in an A/N and didn't delete their review. I didn't touch it. So they lost interest and went away.

all of these flames are always on anon. meaning that their words aren't their own otherwise they'd post them under their username proudly. this is a coward. nobody cares about them. they're having a shit day at work and maybe a sentence i wrote pissed them off. maybe they're an author i slighted during a conversation who can't tell me shite to my face. maybe it's my estranged family member whom i didn't know existed and decided to let me know how much they thought i didn't deserve to be a writer. anons are little whiny piss babies and nobody should take them seriously.

i LIKE flames. because they aren't attacking me. they're just super fucking hilarious. i got a review once that i still think about wherein someone went on chapter 1 of retired prometheus and wrote 'complete drivel' and i'm just: wow these trolls are really educating themselves. *i* didn't even know drivel was a word. and the only reason i remember this flame is because i learned the word drivel from them.

and if they start getting like HEATED in the flame it's even funnier just trying to imagine this removed person sitting in front of a screen and furiously typing. maybe they have a beer or a wine next to them as a confidence boost. they're hunched over and putting one letter after the next. maybe they still live with mom who treats them like they're 5. maybe daddy said he didn't love them. i don't know the lives of these people. but does this type of behaviour come from someone with a life? absolutely not and i relish in meeting such people. ohohohoho did leaving a flame REALLY help solve your body-issues? did telling me my writing's garbage on chapter 5 out of 6 REALLY make you feel important?

i never fucking understood those flames that reached THE END of a fic to leave a flame. i was always amazed. like you read???? 15 k??????? and then????? said you didn't like it. you could have rage quit like the little whiny piss baby you are! there's an X located in the top right corner of your screen!!!! i'm sorry you had to suffer baby doll!

the point is that i'm still writing. i'm still reading. you're just a funny little monkey man. who's a good little monkey man? you are! yes, you are! go and throw your words on my writing! do it. it's a CONVERSATION starter. i won't argue with any of them. i won't dignify their little wormy wormy words with a response. why? cuz they want it. cuz some of them actively seek out people who are too sudden and don't think things through and want to argue.

i have ENOUGH people to argue with on a daily basis. it's YOU who doesn't, wormy worm blorb. you're seeking to feel important by writing flames on fanfiction. go in a youtube comment section and start shit like this, but oooh baby, whiny little piss baby!!! you're too intimidated by the youtube comments. they're still as ruthless as they were in 2007 aren't they??? and you can't be on anon there, can't you :((((((( so sad

anyway, my take is that if a mutual ever wants to make my day just leave me a funny flame just so i can feel young again.

but how to write a funny flame, you may ask? easy, every flame is funny. because of the IMPLICATIONS of a flame's VERY EXISTENCE.

ps: if you get flames please don't be discouraged to continue to write. i hope this sort of helped explain to anyone struggling with their writing that flames are written by incredibly silly people you can and should make fun of.

#flames #negative comments #fanfiction #review etiquette

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procrastination-queenie · 4 years

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BTS Princes!au

Note: 1)This is a modern Royal family! au headcanon. (I never saw any fic with the BTS members as brothers of a royal family, so why not post about the concept. 🤷🏽‍♀️)

2)All the members of BTS are brothers.

3) Yoongi and Hoseok are twins, and Jimin and Taehyung are twins, too.

4)This takes place in the present time.

5) I will make a separate headcanon for each member (how they meet their significant others and the weddings details)later, also might turn it into a series if it gets good response.💜

6) last but not least, none of the photos included are mine, only the edits are made by me.

First things first

Maknae line are so hard to tame, I am telling you.

Yet, the queen loves to pamper them because they're her babies.🥺

Hyung line are so formal and collected, unlike the maknae line.

They are always carrying out royal duties.

They are so concerned for their subjects.

Hate the idea of leading a lavish and luxurious lifestyle while there are people out there who are suffering.

Therefore, you find each prince supporting different causes.

Jin would be supporting organisations that help single mothers.👩‍👧‍👦

Yoongi and Hoseok would focus on mental health.🧠🗣️

Namjoon definitely supporting education.🎓🏫📕

Taehyung promoting environmental causes.♻️

Jimin would probably be interested in organizations that focuses on the issue of plastic pollution.🏭

Jungkook supporting anything related to physical health maybe doing something like The invictus games as Prince Harry did.💪🏼♿

But the nation has never been on edge like this since ages, everyone can't wait to see each Prince's choice of their future spouses.

Plus don't get me started on the idea of 7 different themed, royal weddings .... OMG!!!👀💃🏽

It got to the point that whenever any of them is seen with any woman then it's instantly assumed that she'd become a future Princess. 👸🏻👸🏼👸🏽👸🏾👸🏿

The king's advisors would suggest that he talks to the boys upon the matter since they're becoming of age and should start families of their own.

But he won't force them to do anything tho.

Like he'd discuss it with their mother while they're all out doing a traditional royal activity or something.

The Queen getting excited over the idea but won't pressure her boys just like their father.

The boys won't focus on that matter, they want to focus on helping the people more.

But that doesn't mean that they haven't thought before about meeting their significant others.😉

Especially when their parents, the king and queen, set a great example for love stories.

But they find it hard specially with all the attention being on them which is not giving them the space to focus on their love life.

During one of the rare interviews that the Palace allows them to do, the 7 Princes agreed that they won't mind marrying a foreign girl.

The King and Queen wouldn't mind, too. The most important thing is that their sons are happy.

Each one would meet the love of his life unexpectedly.

Surprisingly, first one to be in a relationship is Jin.

I know everyone said it would be Jungkook, but the poor boy can not imagine to put his future Princess under the spotlight with his lifestyle, so he preferred to wait and see how it would go with his hyungs.

Plus he didn't want to be the first one to settle because the intensified attention on him that will get worst as he's the golden maknae.

The last one to likely get married or settle down is probably Yoongi.

Everyone knew it really, especially the Queen.

When Yoongi was a smol baby,👶🏻 she realised that he cherished spending time by himself.

Don't get me wrong tho, Yoongi was a sweet baby.🖤

He got along so well with Hoseok and Jin.

He even loved playing the part of the big brother when the world welcomed baby Namjoon.

He would hug his siblings if anyone of them was crying and needed comforting.

She could remember that one time Jungkook was crying his heart out because Jimin snatched his favourite toy, and Yoongi would immediately comfort Jungkook and share his favourite blanket with him, but not before reprimanding baby Jimin and making him apologize to his little brother.

Such a sweet baby 🥺💜.

But again...

It's just that the Queen noticed that her second son was not really into being a sociable person like his brothers.

He can definitely be sociable, it's just he prefers not to be.

And because of that, she knew that her Yoongi won't settle with just anyone, and that it would take time.

The king is such a proud father because all of his 7 sons are hard working and passionate about their duties.

Jin and Namjoon are definitely the ones who lead most of the important royal events.

Jin is mature and knows how to handle himself with the public and the press.

Something that the maknae line still has to learn and perfect, that's their father's opinion.

while Namjoon is really well read in politics as it was his major.

So Jin and Namjoon definitely make a good duo when it comes to the political affairs of the country.

Hoseok,Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook are most likely the ones to be on the first page of the newspapers almost everyday.

As I said the citizens would be very interested in the life of their future rulers.

Therefore, the boys are always under a microscope.

Especially those 4 because they're bold and reckless, but like not in a bad way.

With the world evolving around them, many people do realize the fact that the concept of a monarchy is old news.

And that's why these 4 are working so hard to evolve their monarchy and keep up with the changes taking place.

Therefore, they manage to surprise their subjects by their open minds and their updated thoughts upon almost every matter.

That's why you can find them all over the global news every now and then more than the other monarchies.

The boys would all probably travel abroad to complete their education, then come back to enlist in the army.

Jin enlisting first of course as he's the oldest and finishing before them.

Then Yoongi and Hoseok complete theirs.

Followed by Namjoon

Then Jimin and Taehyung

Finally, ending with Jungkook.

And let me tell you something...

The Queen cried the hardest during Jungkook's ceremony.

I mean she did cry during the other ceremonies of her sons, too.

But Kookie's was the hardest.

Because that's her last baby🥺.

Plus you know how mothers always pamper their last child. ALWAYS.

It's so unfair.

The boys sometimes think that Jungkook is her favourite, but that's not true.

She loves them all equally.

"It just hits differently when you're letting your youngest baby off to face the world because he/she is all grown up now."

That's what she always says.

Now let's move on to the important stuff ...

The Queen has an important event at which she will be bored to death?

Don't worry😊.

Leave it to her youngest twins and Jungkook to accompany her.😈

They always know how to make their mother laugh when things get way too boring.

Of course they would all show up with all their glory 😉.

The Queen is so proud of her babies.

Like who wouldn't be proud of having 7 perfect handsome boys who are well mannered and such gentlemen.

They are so smart and are always up to learn more.

Here's how they turn her boring night into an eventful one:

Make her laugh over their silly attitude towards eachother.

You know like, Jungkook teasing Jimin for being short.

Or Taehyung squishing Jungkook's chubby cheeks.

Never fail in making their mother laugh.

But now moving onto the serious part.

Once the event starts.

They become focused.

Start firing questions. (Politely of course).

Want to know more about the matter discussed at hand.

Will intimidate the host by the amount of questions being asked.

Which leads other hosts to remind themselves to be prepared beforehand in case the 3 Princes decide to show up ... No one wants to be embarrassed in front of the royal family and the public and be accused of not knowing a certain detail about the matter they're responsible of.

The Queen would have a big proud grin on her face.

Proud of her babies for being so invested in the matters of their country.🤗

Now moving onto the older twins: 😉.

You know, everyone told the Queen that having twins would be a really unique experience.

And it was true.

She swears having her first twins was the funniest thing in her life.

She was astonished to find her babies becoming the total opposite of eachother.

Like, to her Yoongi's character is the moon 🌒 while Hoseok's the sun 🌞, and the cutest thing about it is that they complete eachother.

How cute is that. 🥺😍

As we said Yoongi is calm and prefers to spend time by himself and that wasn't any different when he was an infant.

But,Hoseok was and still is the total opposite.

Even tho they were similar when they were born.

But you would definitely know how to differentiate between them.

Baby Yoongi is calm while baby Hoseok is bubbly and energetic.

You'd probably find Hoseok fussing in the middle of the night, but YOONGI !!! 😂

Baby Yoongi appreciated his sleep over anything else. 😂😂😂

The Queen would remember toddler Yoongi falling asleep in weird places at weird times.

Like how he fell asleep under the dinning table during a royal family gathering in Christmas. 😂🤦🏽‍♀️

While Hoseok would cause many maids to hand in their resignation to the head staff of the palace due to his over energetic bubbly self.🤣

Definitely was the devil himself.

Pranking the staff and pushing them to their limits.😂

She would remember that one time when they were on a vacation and they were introducing the twins to the concept of a swimming pool....

Hoseok was ecstatic, he felt like he was on top of the world and kept splashing water at his mum by slamming his chubby little hands in the water. 😂

While Yoongi kept looking around like a grumpy cat then falling asleep in his father's arms with his chubby cheeks squished on his dad's bare shoulder.

Pouty lips slightly agape.

With drool falling from his cute little lips 🤤.

The Queen was laughing so hard that day at her husband who was trying to get any reaction from Yoongi but failed miserably. 😂

Getting out of the pool and putting the twins in their push chairs for a nap.

Yoongi grumping in his sleep because the sun was too much for him which led to him waking up feeling grumpier than ever.

Hoseok was too busy consumed in his curiosity by looking down from his high chair wondering why he is being restricted in it now when he was far away from being sleepy.

Now fast forward a few years later, and the twins were still the same in their mother's eyes.

Sometimes, she would look over at them and wonder if her grandchildren would look anything like their fathers and inherit their weirdly cute personalities, or maybe they would grow up to take after their mothers whom she still has no idea who they are or when would her boys meet them.

I mean let's face it, all mums get super excited when thinking about grandchildren.

The Queen actually caught herself imaging how her grandchildren will look like after the boys decide to settle down and start their own families.

Almost had a mini heart attack at the thought of the palace being invaded by her grandchildren.😂

That is if her sons decide to have as many children as she and her husband did.

Would secretly wish for girls because obviously she didn't have the experience of raising a girl.💜

Which will lead her to think of all the royal jewelleries that she will be giving to them.

But would push away the whole thought as she didn't want to pressure the boys.🥺

Now moving onto Namjoon:

Boy was the king and queen amazed when they discovered his love for reading at an early age.

Like he would spend so much time in the library of the palace, and afterwards would go to bed immediately.

The king promised not to tell anyone this except for Namjoon's future wife.

But one night when he was on his way to his room ...

He found Namjoon sneaking late at night out of his room and into the library in his cute baby blue onsies. 💙🥺

His father won't admit it, but he thought it was one of the cutest things ever.

Just like, how he found his oldest twins the total opposite of eachother. 😍

The king as a father was very involved in his sons' lives.

They made him so excited.

Like everyday they would teach him something new, and as a father he was and still is looking forward to know more about them.

How they think, react, and what do they like and dislike.

Raising them was such an adventure to him.

He remembers when they were first expecting Jin.

Everyone told him that having a son is like having a partner in crime.

And God blessed him with 7.

Too many partners in crime for the poor Queen's heart.😂

Well concerning Jin:

The king and queen remember how he was the second quietest baby after Yoongi.

Sometimes the Queen thinks that Jin is too mature for his age.

A perfectionist since childhood.

She could remember when he would throw little tantrums when things didn't go his own way.😂

As the eldest, he is doing a great job of looking out for his brothers.

She of course understands the way Jin is as he's the crown prince.

But still she can't help but worry that he takes the position too seriously that it can wear him out.

She just wants him to enjoy his life a little bit like his younger brothers.

When accompanied by one of the maknae line to carry out a royal duty, you can see him quietly reprimanding them (yet gently) to behave in front of the public and the paparazzi.

This one time the camera caught him giving Jungkook the look because he was fussing around.

Poor Kookie looking at the ground like a reprimanded little child muttering a "sorry hyung." 😂😂😂

Jin has this faint sided smile.

He loves his brothers,truly.

Can't help having a cute little smile whenever one of them would apologize for acting unprofessionally, he just loves to mess with them.

And they know it.

But they respect him so much that they won't argue about it. 💜

Now Jimin and Taehyung are a different story:

THESE KIDS ARE A MESS

I am telling you. 🙂

DO. NOT. LEAVE. THEM. TOGETHER. FOR. TOO. LONG. ⚠️

They will bring chaos upon the place.

Even though they are not identical twins.

But unlike Yoongi and Hoseok, they have a lot in common.

Would wear matching outfits when doing a royal duty.😊💜

The boys remember when Hosoek once suggested doing the same thing with Yoongi...

But he scoffed at him. 😂

Anyways.

Even though they are trouble, but that doesn't mean that they're unaware of their positions as princes.

Therefore they won't really do something reckless. But still they're crazy.

Insepararble.

If one leaves the other to carry out a certain royal duty without his twin.... They immediately feel uncomfortable.

You can definitely feel it that they're close brothers.

But again they're twins so you can't really blame them.

definitely helped Hoseok with his pranks on the staff of the place when they were kids.😂🤭

As for Jungkook, well...:

Last child, so definitely pampered all the time.

VERY CURIOUS.

you know how children are curious by nature, well.... He is extra curious.

Definitely the most athletic among his brothers.

Very competitive.

Don't ask me why!! But Prince Jungkook would be interested in fencing 🤺

Like I'd imagine him in that uniform, sword in his gloved hand, messy hair hidden under his helmet...

And oh my God ... I just melted at the concept 🤤

Such a hopeless romantic.🥺💜

Like when the king and queen would share a short loving kiss.

All the boys would act disgusted, but not Kookie.

He found it cute.

Like he would have a hint of a blush on his face.

Smile, face down.

Hoping to find someone like how his dad found his mum.

Like it really amazes him how after all these years, with seven kids, a heavy burden of ruling a country and yet they seem to be falling more and more for eachother everyday.

If the boys learnt one thing from their parents, it would be pure love.(romantically speaking.)

All in all, the boys are doing just fine as princes.

Carrying out their duties as professionally as possible.

Things are quite normal in their lives that is until ...

Each one finds his partner.😏💜

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A/N: Please, please, please I am begging you guys for the millionth time to not be silent readers and share your opinions. TELL. ME WHAT. DO. YOU. THINK. Pwetty pwease 🥺👉🏼👈🏼. Also I'll upload the second part of this when it gets a decent amount of likes so....

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