#me after reading this knowing i clowned on the fic: 🤡. maybe i was the real clown all along

[tragicclownwrites]

A tragic clown's SBSP ship opinions

So I came across @shiba-deer's ship ranking post and I thought "fuck it. i'm gonna do one, too!" 😝 I tend to agree with most of their points with just a few differences including the addition of shitty Canva edits by me.

Disclaimer: As the title suggests, these are just my opinions. I know some folks may disagree and that's okay! I'm not trying to flame anyone or start any drama, so please keep it chill. We're all just clowns here. 🤡

Here's the scale I'm working with:

god tier - OMFG I LOVE them 💖🥰

top tier - I really like this ship 💜👍

mid tier - I'm neutral about this ship 😐

bottom tier - I really don't like this ship 👎😓

hell no tier - Get this shit off my dash immediately 🤢🚫

?? tier - I don't know enough about them to form an opinion 🤷

Anyways, here we go~

SQUIDBOB - god tier

Ah yes, SquidBob. The only "god tier" ranked ship on this list. Are we surprised? There are just so many great moments between these two and so much that could be said. Alas, I'll spare the long monologue and just say that their dynamic is absolute perfection. It's literally the basis of a great, slow-burn romance - you can't make this shit up. I love "opposites attract" for the exact reasons that I disliked some of the other pairings on this list. It's notable that while Spongebob is mostly cheerful and exuberant and Squidward is mostly grumpy and reserved, that isn't all they are; Squidward very much has a fun side just as Spongebob has a serious one. They keep things interesting and bring out the best in each other (whether Squiddy wants to admit that or not), in spite of their differences. And per this post, they actually do have a lot in common as well! I could wax poetic about why a fucking sponge and octopus are literal soulmates, but idk. I just think they're neat. 💖

PLABS - top tier

Now this was not a ship that was initially on my radar when I first joined the fandom. But I am happy to say that has definitely changed and it is now a favorite of mine! I love a good friends-to-enemies-to-friends-to-lovers ship, and Plabs is one of the best. I feel like they have such a "will they, won't they" thing going on that leaves me on the edge of my seat. I definitely want to look into them more. And who knows? Maybe I'll get around to writing a fic? 😉 As for canon, I could list various examples but there is just so much compelling evidence in favor of this for me not to ship.

KARENDY - top tier

This is a ship that I have grown to really enjoy. While I would like to see more of them together in the show, the few interactions we have gotten are great fodder for a budding romance. I like how they have so much in common (ex. intelligence, interest in inventing), but not to the point where they clash (which I likely will talk about later in the list) and it actually benefits them and adds to their connection. They just have so much potential! They inspire my creativity the more I look into them. I mean, c'mon. Sandy literally said Karen was "beautiful" and Karen's wiki says her relationship with Sandy is "a purely positive one."

SQUIDLIAM - top tier (as exes)

This list simply wouldn't be complete without this pairing. If you've read SquidBob fanfiction, Squilliam is the perfect villainous ex-boyfriend. 😈 It could be that I'm a sucker for villain redemptions (spoiler: i am) or perhaps @misslattesart has made me consider alternative possibilities for this character (probably both tbh), but I find myself increasingly intrigued by this dynamic - particularly Squilliam's motivation for constantly trying to outdo Squidward when he appears to have it all. While I'm part of the majority of fandom that headcanons them as exes, it's evident that they were definitely romantically involved at some point. But I do agree that they would inevitably find themselves in conflict eventually. After all, they broke up for a reason.

PLANKBOB - mid tier

Fun fact about this ship: PlankBob actually got me into the fandom (more on that here), so there's a level of fondness for me there. However, it is purely on a crack-ship basis and I've more or less stopped shipping it since joining in favor of other ships on this list. But idk man, it's just a funny dynamic.

PATWARD - mid tier

This is such a hilarious and chaotic match that literally no one would see coming. I think everyone probably knows about that one moment in Kamp Koral. I can't find the clip right now but, I mean, what the hell even was that?? Still, I'm only giving it a "mid tier" rank as, like PlankBob, it's more of a pairing that I'd ship ironically.

SQUIDVIA - mid tier

I mean, Squidward went on a practice date with Spongebob, who was significantly more interested in him than Squilvia was. She didn't get all that much screentime, despite her being the girl Squidward was presumably trying to impress. I'd argue that Squiddy wasn't all that into her either, but rather the idea of her because they are so similar and he thinks that's the kind of person he should be with. I don't really feel any sort of way about this ship, but their relationship probably wouldn't last. SquidBob FTW.

PUFFKRABS - bottom tier but would be mid tier if not for their bullshit (very confusing, I know)

Surprisingly, I do feel like this pairing has potential... if it weren't for a major Plankton-shaped obstacle holding them back. I've touched on this a bit in my fic, but apparently Mrs. Puff and Mr. Krabs have been/were secretly dating for 16 years. Now, 16 years is not a number to scoff at. However, the "secretly" part is giving me pause and sending up all the red flags. 🚩🚩Both of them are single/divorced/widowed/etc. They are not having an affair. So... why keep it a secret? As far as I'm aware, neither of them have any reason not to be open about it (assuming that I'm not off base about this whole secrecy aspect). Sure, not everyone needs to be in their business. But then it's implied that even Pearl doesn't know. I have no idea who made the call but if I was Mrs. Puff and everyone, including my boyfriend's daughter, was in the dark about our relationship and he made no moves to give me any sort of real commitment after over a decade... I'd start to wonder what the fuck was up.

PATBOB - bottom tier (sorry 😔)

I was really conflicted on this ranking because PatBob has all the makings of a great ship - they're best friends, they look cute together, and they have a lot in common. However, the reason I ranked this so low is mostly because their friendship is so much stronger than any sort of romantic connection. I feel like whenever these two are put into a remotely romantic scenario (ex. when Spongebob they raised a baby scallop), that's when the cracks start to show. As friends, they have a great dynamic and are so funny together, even when they get into arguments/spats. However, as romantic partners, it feels unnatural. As shown in the episode I mentioned as an example, Patrick gets to be his silly, lazy self whereas Spongebob has to take the more serious, rational role - which is not his natural inclination, even if he has that side. I just can't help but feel like this would become a pattern if they were actually in a relationship. I live for best friends-to-lovers... but this ship is not the one.

PLANKAREN - bottom tier

I was originally going to rank this "hell no tier" but it's not the worst thing I've ever seen - mostly just a prime example of compulsory heterosexuality (this was a great response on the topic). I still dislike the pairing quite a bit though. Like, are they even married? The two of them are so off-and-on, hot-and-cold together and there's just something so... forced about it. I just think they both would be so much happier if they weren't together, you know? I don't doubt that they support - and maybe even love - each other a bit, but to quote my own fic (not to plug lol): "you can love and care about someone without being in love with them."

SPANDY - hell no tier

I've never liked this ship, even prior to joining the fandom. Hell, even when I was a kid and didn't know what shipping was, I still felt there was something off. As I've gotten older and wiser though, I think it really comes down to Sandy and Spongebob having virtually zero romantic chemistry. Nada. Zilch. Despite SBSP being episodic in nature, their dynamic consistently gives me sibling vibes - which does not translate well into a romantic connection at all. They're just miles better as friends and I don't see that changing in the slightest.

(And this is just a personal nit-pick vs. a solid point but I find myself put off by the frequently OOC portrayal in fanworks - particularly for Sandy, who is actually one of my favorite characters. I know as writers and artists, we're going to take some creative liberties. But if you have to drastically alter a character's personality and/or physical traits to suit your ship narrative, it's probably not a good ship. 🤷)

SQUANDY - hell no tier

I do love seeing Squidward and Sandy getting along and being pals - I mean, look at this interaction (sorry, couldn't find a better gif)! However, any sort of romantic connotation gives me a serious case of the "ick" (SquidBob be damned, honestly). Hence the very low ranking. They are strangely more believable than Spandy, but that's probably the only redeeming thing about this as a ship tbh. Otherwise, it's a "hell no" from me.

(This sound effect is literally me when thinking about this lmao.)

MINDRICK - hell no tier

Not to be that person, but even if there was genuine chemistry... let's just say Mindy doesn't just look young. I even Googled it for you. You're welcome.

SQUARRY - ?? tier

Okay so I've heard lots of good things about this pairing and how they have some great, shippy interactions. However, it's not a ship I'm familiar enough with to form an opinion.

BUBBLERAY - ?? tier

Not really super familiar with these characters' dynamic in general, let alone the ship.

SLAPFERATU - ?? tier

I've seen this ship making the rounds as well, but definitely not familiar enough with them to make a judgment call. From what I've seen (including pulling this pic together), it is pretty hilarious. I will say that. 😆

#tragic clowning #for ships and giggles #😉😉 #squidbob #plabs #karendy #only tagging ships ranked top tier or higher #aside from squidliam as i like them more as exes #i probably missed some ships but i spent an embarrassing amount of time on this already lmao #my blog theme doesn't like the colors for some reason 😔

[dukesoakedoats]

My Saint-2

a extra one shot for my fic, for this story guys let’s pretend Eoin lived and the French are already at the SAS camp okay? Mhm okay. I know this is significantly out of character for Eoin but uhhh 🧍🏽 Fan fics am I right? Ao3 link posted in comments. This is not beta read 🤡 we die like Og Eoin

“Eoin we need to talk” Stirling said looming over the Catholic boy. Stirlings face was plagued by wrinkles and lines of worry, of course they would be none of this was normal , nothing was okay. While Eoin was always taught to respect people in charge, and had great admiration for his superior he found his respect being replaced with hatred and loathing.

“Fuck off Stirling” Eoin hissed back with venom “it’s all YOUR FUCKIN FAULT!” Eoin lunged at the Brit standing mere center meters from his face, Eoins eyes were bloodshot and a vein was visibly popping out from his forehead , it felt good to lose control like this , to be free, maybe that’s why Paddy does (did) it often.

“YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT EOIN!” Stirling roared pressing his forehead with Eoins

“I HAVE EVERY FUCKIN RIGHT TO SPEAK TO YOU LIKE THAT YOU CLOWN!” Eoin roared spitting in Stirlings face. His heart was beating too fast, adrenaline was pumping through his veins but so was sadness, complete and utter sadness. He removed himself from Stirlings presence and threw himself onto his and Paddy’s cot. There were two cots in the tent but Eoin and Paddy only slept in one due to Paddy’s nagging about how he wanted to be close to his Belfast boy, his and only his. How he wanted to be able to feel their skin touch the others and how he could hear Eoins breath to assure himself that his lover was alive. God, how he wished he could hear Paddy’s breath or his faint snores but he can’t , he can’t anymore. 

“Y-you did this to me.”Eoin declared with the undenying sound of defeat lacing through the declaration “ you took him from me , you took my love, my P-paddy.” Even saying his name hurt “ all for a little stupid raid for those French fuckers.”

Silence.

Another beat of silence.

And another.

If Eoin couldn’t hear the faint chatter of the others in the hall next door he would think he had gone deaf. He remembered how much Paddy hated unnerving silence, said it made him feel naked, attacked and vulnerable. He remembered when he saw Paddy hum a little tune to himself in his cell after he had beaten up their last commanding officer, he remembered because that song was for Eoin, the tune. The melody, all for Eoin. It was called “Redemption” because apparently for Paddy that’s what Eoin was, redemption. It made Eoin chuckle but all that escaped his mouth was a grunt. There was no time to laugh , there was only time for revenge. And by God Eoin would get his revenge for what they did to his soulmate.

“Paddy knew he could die at any moment here.”Stirling replied as if he was a robot devoid of all feeling or memories of Paddy. It made Eoin see red. Paddy’s body hasn’t even been put in the ground six feet under and they already had the fuckin audacity to try to erase him from their memories. 

“You, Stirling, could of said no, you could of gone with them. It could of been you not him!”

“Eoin….”

“No! Don’t ya fuckin dare say Eoin to me, if that had been Jock or that woman Paddy told me about (Eve), you would be even madder than me!”

Stirling was still, a statue. Did he have no emotions, nothing?

Eoin must of been shouting too loud and alerted some comrades as the next moment Augustin had found his way to the mouth of Eoins and Paddy’s tent with a face full of sorrow and regret. Sorrow and regret that Eoin knew was not genuine but a fuckin facade he put on. Eoin knew he was happy Paddy was dead, it seemed like everyone was either happy to be free of the madman or indifferent. Eoin wanted to kill them all and now that thought scared Eoin because he was not a violent man…… was he?

“Eoin” the Frenchman spoke “ I am sorry for your loss. Paddy Mayne was a great fighter.”He wasn’t just a great fighter he was a great person “but he died for the greater good, without him me and my men would be dead , your sorrow doesn’t go unnoticed but do not blame us blame the fascist , blame the war , blame the desert but not us. We miss him too.”

We, Eoin clicked his tounge and he stood up and supported himself by leaning on a chest in the middle off the room, Dark red wood and silver clasps. It was beautiful , Eoin could see why Paddy had been so insistent on stealing it from a raid when they had first started.  Mm paddy and his great ideas.

“You are wrong , you French fool” Eoin heaved “ I do not blame you only, when I am done with the fascists, when I am done with peeling the skin off their bones, when I am done making them weep for their mothers, when I am done painting their base with red I will turn to you Augustin, and you Stirling for you are not blameless, I will soak myself in your blood like a baby being baptised, I will drown myself in the sea of red and bathe in it. Do you understand me Augustin?” Eoin turned to face him and Stirling who still had that pitiful look on his face. “I will  make the desert a abundant ocean of just YOUR BLOOD!” Eoin slammed his fist down on the chest. 

He hated this feeling, this feeling of rage and anger, he hated it. All he yearned for was to be with Paddy kissing his body and worshipping it, to run his fingers through the older man’s hair and kiss his beard. To trace his spine up and down or hold him on his chest while he reads poetry. To be in love, and safe with his angel. That’s all he wanted , all he needed. Yet, god is a sadist and enjoys seeing Eoin bubble to the brim with hatred was one of his favourite past times. Paddy was called the madman and Eoin would gladly carry on that name for him.

Eoin carried on talking even though he could feel his voice become shaky and uneven “I-if he hadn’t of gone to save you or your group , he would be alive here with me….”

“The Germans” Augustin said cautiously “ are the ones who pulled the trigger,sir.”

He knew that, he had been told by some of the soldiers the fate of  his love, how a German pressed a gun right on his temples and demanded to know where the camp was, where the SAS was where the camp was. Paddy is (was) stubborn like a bull so he didn’t say it and… and… the German fascist pulled the trigger.

Paddy couldn’t even have the dignity of dying fighting.

“But it was you who led him there.” Eoin retorted back, he had no time to be arguing with fools. Looking over to his left he saw something sticking out of Paddy’s pillow, he stood up to investigate raising suspicion from Augustin and Stirling.

“Mcgonigal what are you doing?”

Eoin didn’t know who said that , he only knew it was annoying him like how the buzz of a fly in a quite room drives a person mad, mhm yes, they were all flies to Eoin. Useless with no purpose, the reason Eoin was here was gone and so therefore was his respect to them all, they were flies. Shit beneath his feet. He lifted the pillows corner and there under it was a knife, he recalled where Paddy had gotten that knife, after a raid he had been eyeing it up on a fascists dead corps, it had the engraving of a eagle in its hilt and on the blade itself there were beautiful patterns. It was Paddy’s favourite find from a raid , he would always carry it with him , attaching it to one of his belt loops and making his own personalised sheath for it. The dagger was holy to Eoin, it was something of Paddy’s, he carefully took it out from under the pillow. There was no doubt that the other two figures in the room had seen it, high on alert. Eoin bought the blade up to his chapped and dry lips and kissed it, tenderly and with so much love and affection. It was like he and Paddy were once again kissing. Hands intertwined with one another , hiding behind the sand dunes. Paddy pushing himself on to Eoins chest and leaning in to his lips and then afterwards peppering the man’s chest with little love bites. 

“Mcgongical.” Jesus, did Stirling not know when to shut his mouth? “Put it down.” He commanded Eoin to do so, expected him to do so. A entitled fool Stirling was.

The atmosphere in the tent was tense , not even a knife could cut it , maybe a chainsaw but who knows. Eoin bought the knife down to his side and slowly turned to face the others, it was like he was possessed his movement unnatural, animalistic. He didn’t even feel his tears that had been running out from his eyes, leaving multiple streaks on his cheeks and dampening his long and brown eyelashes. Paddy always loved his eyelashes and eyes, called it the window to the soul.

“Sir,” Augustin said with caution as he ever so slightly started to move back “he wouldn’t want to see you like this, he wouldn’t want this fate to befall you.”

“I.don’t.care.” Eoin responded mutely , gripping the hilt of the dagger so much saw his knuckles were becoming white. Eoin knew that this wasn’t the way but it was the only way, all that anger and frustration that had been festering in his hate had finally over-boiled, no  one knew Paddy like he did , all they saw him for was the madman, the fool, the violent dog. Not the real Paddy, not the man who wanted to be a poet, not the man who would calm Eoin to sleep and not the man who could talk for hours about his family and the love he shared for them. No, if they thought Paddy was a violent dog, what would they think Eoin was?

Eoin lunged at Augustin with the dagger , with the sole intention of drawing blood from the French man. It was a absolute circus, Stirling tried to restrain Eoin but the younger was taller and lankier than the Brit and could easily weave himself out of the hold, Augustin had taken to trying to run out of the tent only for Eoin to pounce on him and wrestle him to the sand,dagger in hand. He could smell the fear coming from Augustin , he could see it in his eyes. Then.

He slashed Augustins chest with Paddy’s knife. It was a long gash, but nothing too life threatening , but not insufficient that the victim would need feel pain. Eoin liked that, liked how the French fool withered under him , tried his best to be free of Eoins grasp, tried to reason with Eoin. Pathetic site. Eoin didn’t notice how Stirling had run over to the scene and hoisted Eoins body off their comrade and thrown him on to the sand, hard. 

“EOIN WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Eoin stared at the scene, at what he had done.

“DO YOU HEAR ME MCGONIGAL?! DO YOU?!”

Eoin looked at Paddy’s blade, blood was running down to the sharp metal tip of the dagger , Eoin would have to clean it. He knew Paddy hated his stuff getting dirty. He stood up and went to go to his tent. Yes, sand was in his hair but that’s okay, Paddy could just clean it out later for him.

“EOIN WHERE THE FUCK DO YA THINK YA GOIN HELP ME TAKE HIM TO THE MEDIC.” 

Eoin couldn’t hear Stirling or Augustins cries. He was in his own delusional world , walking up to his tent like everything was okay. Sitting himself on their shared bed and wiping off all the tainted blood on Paddy’s blade with a piece of cloth he had found somewhere , he couldn’t quite recall where though. He cleaned it religiously as if he was one of Jesus disciples washing Jesus feet. An act of servitude. Eoin thought how happy Paddy will (would) be when he discovers that his blade is being taken care of. Eoin couldn’t wait to see Paddy again, even though his chest was heaving and being racked with sobs, even though he felt the sting in his eyes and his vision become glossed over by the tears , he still smiled and sat on his and Paddy’s bed. Waiting for Paddy to burst through the tent at any moment, face caked in sand and blood and waiting for the older man to throw himself on to Eoin and embrace him , maybe even kiss him if they’re had time. Yes, Eoin mused, he would wait for Paddy for a day. If Paddy doesn’t come back , Eoin will simply join him. He will walk into the desert and the sand dunes with a pistol and nothing more and join Paddy. 

Paddy to Eoin was , and is everything. 

They will be reunited again , no matter what.

#paddy x eoin #eoin mcgonigal #eoin x paddy #sas rogue heroes #my fic #paddon #Eoin makes his own stages of grief

[frannyzooey]

hiiiiii i’m the anon who asked about the joel miller fics a few weeks ago 😳

sorry for the long response haha especially when i wanna stay anonymous 😆

soooo i would say that your reasons are totally valid haha the fandom can be a bit intense and acting like purists but aside the fic writing i really recommend you to watch a gameplay because this game is so so so worth it. It’s emotional, raw and really well constructed and the dynamic between Joel and Ellie is so beautiful…

Anyway don’t worry if you wanna try up someday and write something i’m sure you would please a part of the fandom with your superb writing 🙌

take care and have a nice day <3

xx

PS : the ending for ITD is so close i can’t wait to read your next work 🥲

Hello anon! ❤️

Thanks for the sweet message 🥰

I am rather intimidated by the fandom in general — I know that people are very passionate and very vocal about Joel and his personality, but I also know that the game and those characters are very important to people, so I get it.

I also know I shouldn’t get so in my head about it — that’s a me problem. Thank you for the heads up on the game play, maybe I’ll check it out ☺️

The ending of ITD is so close — two chapters left! I’m planning on announcing my next series after that, which I’m working on outlining right now and making a moodboard for because I’m a clown 🤡 I hope you like it — it’s for someone I’ve not written for before and I am slightly nervous, but also excited!

Thank you so much for being so sweet and encouraging and supportive, and for reading! ❤️

[hotdamnhunnam]

thoughts that I shouldn’t be thinking tonight after I chose to stop writing fics on this hellsite

[everybody ignore this, it’s just that my brain hurts and I really need to word-vomit very thoughtfully explore this]

So liiiiike apparently my recent decision to stop writing tumblr fics is backfiring in a big way because all of a sudden my head is BURSTING with this whole novel-length fic that would be about Jax and this OFC (face claim is the lovely Kristin Kreuk pictured above ⬆️ yes that’s a self-indulgent choice because she’s half-Asian like me) who was really his true high school sweetheart and they were supposed to go off to college and plan the rest of their lives together until *some shit (not to be specified in this rant)* happened (kind of as in the KutteVerse but also DIFFERENT) soooo Tara was just Jax’s next best replacement (literally second best since incidentally she was salutatorian whereas OFC was valedictorian lmaooo did I mention self-indulgent??!?) ANYWAYYYYY that stuff is all in flashbacks but in the present day we’re picking up in Season 7 and everything has been canon till then (this fic doesn’t depict that shit at all, canon is just there in the background lol) including Jax killing the poor guy who got blamed for Tara’s death aaaaand as it turns out that guy was OFC’s cousin(?) or something but Jax didn’t know that at the time (and OFC doesn’t know that Jax killed him) and idk yet when/how each of them finds out BUT ANYWAYYY they’re reconnecting in the present day because the Sons (as in canon) have caused serious wreckage to the whole Asian community around Charming which included a lot of OFC’s friends/family and now she’s come back temporarily from her successful life in some faraway big city to help deal with all of that and Jax of course is twisted up with grief and guilt and regret and self-hatred and on the verge of canon suicide BUT THENNNNN all of a sudden she arrives and all he sees is life and even though he’s never felt less worthy of her after all the shit that’s happened deep down they fucking love each other still and always will but also there are ISSUUUUUES and maybe at some point some of the people in her family are like out to kill him (understandably??) and she has to navigate that too and her own self-hatred for feeling what she feels for him because it all seems so distasteful and just totally disgraceful and like honestly is Jax even redeemable at this point idk but obviously they are gonna have a lot of super hot passionate sex anyway??!?!?

Yes that was one sentence don’t @ me.

This idea just attacked me.

It’d be a story about star-crossed love, and all the tragic ways that love gets tangled up with self-hatred and self-respect or lack thereof.

And if I were to write this shit it wouldn’t rhyme at all – I’d write it the way that I used to write actual novels.

ANYWAYYY NVM LOLZ 🤡 I’m sure I won’t actually write this and in any event this idea is so bad I cannot even. As a (half-)Asian I obvi felt some shitty feelings watching season 7… I don’t want to get too heavy on tumblr and dig into all of that but in my fantasies I like to think of Jax as having deep love (romantically) and attraction (sexually) and respect (most importantly) for a woman who’s Asian like me, and more respect than he had canonically toward the Asian race generally (and more respect than the entire series demonstrated honestly, in my view of it at least), as a matter of idk basic humanity. This fic premise probably isn’t the best way to explore that but it came into my head so I just ranted in an outburst of insanity!!

Ok so I hope no one actually reads this, but I’m also a clown who is not going to delete this 🙃

#jax teller #sons of anarchy #soa #charlie hunnam #kristin kreuk #jax teller imagine #sons of anarchy imagine #soa imagine #charlie hunnam imagine #jax teller fanfiction #sons of anarchy fanfiction #soa fanfiction #charlie hunnam fanfiction #jax teller x oc #asian oc

[threeletterslife]

ChANA!! I had a weird dream last night where you deactivated your Tumblr and I was like TT TT luckily I wake up and go "ah nevermind"... but ngl I was still kinda paranoid when I googled your Tumblr today 🤡 also, i'm reALLY EXCITED THAT YOU POSTED FLEETING FOREVERS OMG I'M SO EXCITED TO READ IT!! Does that mean you're back from your trip (and if yes, how was it :0)? Also... I'm a little late ;-; but could I send in two questions from the ask game? F, K, U, and V? If you're no longer answering 1

2 them, that's okay too heh. :] I hope you're having a nice day! ~🌻

ok wait sORRY I'M A CLOWN FJDSLFJDLFJD FLEETFOR HAS BEEN POSTED FOR SO LONG AND I NEVER REALIZED UM- sorry I'm just going to go sleep now because my brain has been *fried* for so long now jfdlfjoeiwjlsidjfdslfj 🌻

AHHH A DREAM THAT I DE-ACTIVATED MY BLOG?? goodbYE 😭😭 good news, though! it's safe to say that um, that's not gonna happen any time soon! i have too many things planned for this blog at the moment!

aLsO HAHA yes my lil break is basically coming to an end since i’m gonna start posting next week again! after my trip from florida i was writing nonstop to catch up 😭😭and my trip was GREAT! florida is so nice omg. i went to key west, miami and orlando; key west turned out to be my absolute favorite!!

LMAO OF COURSE IT’S NOT TOO LATE TO SEND QUESTIONS!! 

F. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it

omg this was hard. i’m very bad at remembering what i’ve written, so i had to do some digging to find a scene i’m genuinely proud of. (maybe it’s my own bias but my yoongi fics’ dialogue kinda hit differently?????)

"Why are you even here again?"

You pause. Actually, why are you here? You could've just simply walked away and never had this conversation with Yoongi. But you'd stopped. And now you're talking with him. You answer him truthfully. "I really have no idea."

Another pause.

"Are you gonna ask me to leave?"

"... No."

"Oh." You cock your head. "Okay."

The two of you stare at each other. A staring game commences.

But Yoongi blinks first, claiming you the victor of the little contest. "You can stay if you want."

You scoff. "Excuse me, I didn't know I needed your permission."

Yoongi throws his hands up in the air. "Do you always have to fucking pick a fight?"

"You're the one who starts them!"

"I didn't even say anything mildly rude."

—propinquity (law of seesaw)

originally, i was gonna pick an angstier quote, but i’m actually quite proud of this scene!! i think it really encompasses the ‘enemies’ portion of enemies to lovers, all the while hinting at something more (especially with yoongi suggesting that oc can stay with him)

K. What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?

LOL the angstiest idea i’ve ever come up with??? HOW CAN I CHOOSE? at first, i was like, the exam. because, i mean, it’s sad. but then?? i was like... okay but don’t look back... but then no, because i totally forgot about where the colors fade. and then i thought about it some more and realized a whole ass before the looking glass exists. in conclusion, there is no conclusion 💀 especially because my angstiest idea is still in my drafts 👀👀

U. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much

@jimlingss @inktae @readyplayerhobi 

all three writers are so, so talented!! i really appreciate writers who write angst—but the angst is so angsty that you can literally feel the words rip your heart in two 😩their plots, characterizations, obvious eloquence are just a fEW of their best qualities. you can find a lot of their fics on my recs page

V. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

shit that’s hard. i’m not a huge fan of sequels or prequels so it took a while for me to come up with some ideas LOL. my number one choice, however, would be the sequel to game of temptation, by kina! i’m super invested in that universe, and ever since i finished reading it, i always wondered how the future events would actually play out

#ask #🌻 anon #anon #PLS GET SOME SLEEP <3 #TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!!

[hotdamnhunnam]

I don’t know if this is weird to say, but I take a lot of inspiration from you! I’m hoping to go to law school next fall, and to see you having graduated from a really top-notch law school, manage the fandom life AND write fan fiction, along with having a job as a lawyer is really inspiring! Keep up the good work, and thank you so much for writing all that you do! I know that you went through a slump recently, and I didn’t know what to say because I didn’t know how to say it :( But then I realized that there are probably so many people like me that also read your fanfiction! I know it’s hard to write for the silent majority, but please don’t lose motivation in doing something that makes you happy!! I’m only 21, but seeing the work-life balance you have (being a hotshot lawyer and thirsting after Charlie) just weirdly inspires me :))) Have a nice weekend, love, and I’m really looking forward to reading more of your fic! Even if it’s just liking and reblogging them, I’m here to give you the praise you deserve

Awww! This is so sweet omg thank you nonnie, I’m really happy to hear that you draw inspiration from me ☺️💖

[heads up I am probably going to RAMBLE, because apparently on tumblr my clown ass likes to go off unfiltered as hell] 🤡

[Plz don’t feel pressure to read this as I have no idea if any of it is even going to be remotely interesting/relevant/helpful…] 🤷🏻‍♀️

That’s lovely to hear that you have plans for law school too! I really really hope it works out well for you!! Law school can be challenging in many ways, but I think it’s rewarding and worthwhile if law is what you want to do. Full disclosure in my case, law was never interesting to me at all, but it made sense for me as a career path since my only real dream job (writing novels) wasn’t paying the bills lol 😝 Thankfully Yale Law is such a bizarre place that I was able to have an overall positive experience; the institutional elitism was some toxic bullshit but I tried to keep my distance, and by my final semester I was enjoying 6-day weekends, and got approval to submit a fantasy novel manuscript instead of a legal paper for one of my main graduation requirements 🦄

So that was a charmed existence, and I felt very blessed definitely, but then for the next few years of my life I was on the partner track at a big law firm in NYC, and it was absolute misery. That was when my lack of interest in the law combined with the killer hours really became an issue for me – working 16+ hours a day and constantly running on empty, without passion for the profession to sustain me (or at least make it seem worthwhile on some level), I needed an escape plan desperately... I knew how privileged I was and kept reminding myself, but each day felt like living hell. In that position there was barely time for anything – family, friends, self… let alone dating, or passions like writing 😞

So a few years ago I made the decision to prioritize my happiness and health, over empty prestige and excessive wealth. It was easier said than done, for many reasons. But the right opportunity arose, right when I needed it most (basically I just wanted a job that would provide a lot of free time while still making good money, and good use of my law degree) – the ideal job that I didn’t know existed came up for me and I thank the stars ‘cause I got *very* lucky 🙏🏼

Sooo this is the version of me that tumblr gets to see! 💁🏻‍♀️ I couldn’t be in a happier place on my professional journey. These days I’m being so indulgent and taking a ton of time *for me* which means writing porn constantly lol me so horny 😂💦

ANYWAY omg I just wrote a whole novel sorry?? 🙈

I just wanted to paint the full(ish) picture of me, to provide a better sense, in case there’s anything helpful that you can draw from my experience! Realistically I think it’d be extremely difficult to be a hot-shot partner, while being as active as I am on tumblr… Maybe some superstars out there could pull it off but def not me – if I were still on that path I would spend all of my little free time sleeping probably 😅

BUT there are so many different paths that you can explore with a law degree!! I think what matters is to make those choices thoughtfully and to keep your own happiness and wellbeing a top priority (listening to myself now like omg what’s wrong with me that’s so obvious and cliché and corny 🤦🏻‍♀️)

And thank you also for acknowledging my recent clownass struggles!! I figured there are lots of silent readers out there and I love you all 💕 Basically I just started to see some tumblr writers receiving tons of love and praise way beyond what I ever did, and it made me feel a little bit insecure and underappreciated and shit… I know it’s never healthy to compare, but I had trouble forcing myself not to care... Lately though I’ve been receiving lots of lovely feedback and am grateful, and generally feeling better about it all! ✨

So I hope I didn’t just render myself no longer inspiring to you lol, but at least now you have a clearer image of how I managed to strike this work/life balance after falling for a while down a miserable black hole 🙃 I wish you all the best in law school and that you find a happy and fulfilling legal role! (Or job outside the law if that’s what you decide!) Wherever life takes you hope you enjoy the ride 😎🛣

A happy weekend to you too and thanks for your kind words and support for my blog! ❤️ School and work are a big deal, but let’s be real, nothing matters more than worshipping Sir Hunnam’s cock 🤤

#charlie hunnam #me and my clownass self 🤡 #me @ me: bitch ​nobody asked for these clownass rambles 🙃