#meanwhile every person who has ever read my writing:

[inkskinned]

Genuine question, because I don't know a lot about the topic and you're:

If someone identifies as non-binary and genderfluid, which from what I've gathered means something like "human" instead of male or female, doesn't that imply that women are not humans , like whole complete people with richer inner lives? And why is a dislike for (performative) femininity combined with a preference for things that are stereotypically associated with maleness an indicator that one is genderfluid? Does that mean a woman is only a woman if she loves to do make-up, wants to be a mother, only wears skirts, dresses and high heels, shaves daily, is always kind and never angry, has long hair, hates to get dirty and so on? Because I have never met a woman who's exactly like that in my life, but plenty who liked gaming, sports, being loud, opposed to shaving & make-up, who wore pants every day.

I do not believe this is a genuine question, but I'll answer it as if it was, just in case other people have to deal with this, and would like someone who is patient enough to give them the words. The argument you're making here is something that already stems from a deep logical fallacy in the beginning argument. You assume "If you are neither A nor B, and instead C, you think that A cannot be C."

It is a logical fallacy to say "X implies Y" when it does not do so. By this logic, I also believe men are not human. By this logic, I believe only nb people are human.

Some - but not all - rectangles are squares. Some - but not all - animals are dogs. Some humans are nb.

I have given no information about how I present, nor my interests. I am not going to give you that information, because it's irrelevant. What I need you to understand is that, again, you are making the incorrect logical assumption that "If a person dislikes X and likes Y, they must be Z." For all you know, I dislike performative masculinity and like stereotypically feminine preferences.

You then assume your own statement is correct and move forward with your logic as if I had debated you. This is not a "genuine question" about how nb people work, this is assuming being nb is based on a series of preferences.

As a teacher, I do think it's important to tell you: even if this is coming from a genuinely confused place: you are conducting bad research. You begin with an inherently flawed question, as it biased and assumes a position I must defend against - "why don't you see women as people?" Then you make logical conclusions about my personhood and experiences and ask inflammatory questions as if you were debating me, which I am not interested in doing.

If you were my student, and genuinely curious about how nb people see gender, I'd have no trouble with you asking an out nb content creator. If you're really trying to collect information, ask honestly, without personal bias. Here's some examples of what a genuine question would have looked like: - Do your preferences play into your gender identity? - How has being nb informed how you see femininity and masculinity? - What tools do you use to express your gender?

You are mistaking gender expression and gender roles as being part of my identity.

You are most crucially mistaking being nonbinary as being part of the binary and having to exist "in opposition" to other genders in order for it to "make sense". One of the most freeing things about realizing I was nb is that I don't exist in opposition to anything - and also that all gender works similarly.

Gender is a describing word, and this can be confusing for some people. In general, we tend to learn describing words in binary - short/tall, old/young, kind/mean. Therefore, there are (many) people who think - feminine/masculine must be oppositional. Gender is also a feeling word - and again, these are words that can be taught in opposition to each other. Hungry/sated, happy/sad, feminine/masculine.

But because gender is such a rare type of word - feeling and describing - it exists outside of binary. It exists more like art exists.

Green can exist in opposition to red, but it also just exists as its own color. Blue is a part of green, but it is also a part of yellow - blue is still its own color, and yellow is still its own color, and green is still its own color. One painting titled "still-life with fruit" may be a series of vague colors and boxes. Another may be a hyper-realistic singular plum. They are both how the artist expresses their personal vision of the fruit. They might even be by the same artist! And although we may compare them, they are not opposites.

One song by Hozier is not in opposition to one song by Britney Spears. They are different styles, not oppositional styles. You may choose to see them as oppositional - but that is your personal opinion, and not fact. And some people may feel and experience those songs as being actually incredibly in-line with each other.

This is why we say: gender is a spectrum. That all gender roles are made up. Personality, interests, and experiences may shape how someone sees and feels their gender, but it does not define how they see and feel their gender.

When we question gender roles and gender expression like this, it tends to make people upset. People like me tend to make people upset. So much bigotry is based on the lie that "feminine" and "masculine" are oppositional. Opposition is rigid and important - it keeps white hegemonic structures in power. I don't have time or space in this post to talk about how rigid gender roles/enforced gender expression rules are not just sexist but also racist, classist, ableist, homophobic, and bigoted; but I really recommend you do the research on how disruption of the gender binary might put the patriarchy at risk.

The thing you feel trapped by - that "being a woman" is a complicated series of rules - is exactly the kind of thing a nonbinary person would agree with you about. We have to fight hard to be recognized for what is a basic truth about our identity - of course we don't believe that gender expression is equivalent to gender identity.

And truth be told... I think you kind of knew that. I think you kind of knew all of this. I am going to hope that you are young. I'll tell you this: I was raised by someone who was a far-right extremist catholic asshole. I certainly didn't have the research/knowledge/exposure to interrogate this stuff honestly until I was probably 23.

I am so much happier now. I hope one day you get the same opportunities as I had. I hope you choose to move away from bigotry.

love u anyway. all this in kindness only.

#to be deleted #do i accidentally give my short lesson on gender here? yeah #<3 in this u can tell exactly the age that i taught for 15 years lmao #but also like. #yeah you got me.... i have never met a woman before and i totally think women are only fembots #meanwhile every person who has ever read my writing: #every 3rd week this bitch is on her bullshit about how unfair gender rules for women are #this is actually more to help other nb people whom i KNOW get questions like this #than it is to inform the anon #who like v clearly is not doing this in good faith #this is just like the 10th one i got like this #that first logical jump of - you think ur not male or female but human so therefore #women aren't people #was just SO wild .... like #yeah!!! that's totally a normal thing to assume! #do you think people who are like ''well yeah im from america #but i wouldnt consider myself to be from any particular state'' #are actually saying ''i don't think states are american'' #hell when i say #im cuban but i obvi grew up in america im just the daughter of an immigrant #nobody is like -- well. raquel. that means u think no americans live in cuba huh #anyway love u bye #okay to reblog #!! #love u

[lelengerine]

because of ur new gamer!hyuck post my brain has once again been infiltrated with him and i thought of a request if ur able to do it!

so do yk the whole perilla leaf debate that was going on in korea like a while ago? i was thinking maybe hyuck sees reader peel a perilla leaf for someone else (or reader sees hyuck do it) and then later when they’re streaming together, one of them asks chat who was in the wrong and to back them up/choose sides (jokingly ofc)

you had me thinking as soon as i read this TT i think it's so fun so i just had to write it asap! thank you for the req and i hope you enjoy reading :>

up for debate

pairing | gamer!hyuck x reader

genre | established relationship au, just a lot of fluff, mentions of food, nicknames are used for haechan (lovie) and reader (baby, cutie, lovie), gaming term mentioned (fps - first person shooting game), do lmk if i missed anything!

wc | 1.0k

m.list

haechan’s been more clingy ever since the two of you parted ways with his friends, leaving the korean bbq restaurant you just ate at with weighted steps. it wasn’t like he didn’t act in this manner on a daily basis, because he often did, and it’s become something you’ve grown to adore over time—yet on this occasion, the gut feeling of him being off was getting to you.

honestly, you don’t even know the cause for the doubt you have on your boyfriend’s behavior. though, every time you try to pull it out of him by nudging his shoulder, he only rejects your advances of questioning by clinging onto you closer than he originally was. that surely wasn’t normal.

“hyuck, did i do something today?” you state softly as you take a step in the passenger seat of haechan’s car. 

“the perilla leaves.” his reply is simple, and you note of the pout in his voice. was he referring to the side dish you were eating earlier in the restaurant? just how does that have anything to do with his mood? 

you were utterly clueless.

“the perilla leaves?” you repeat, making sure you heard him right the first time. he nods his head, taking a quick glance at you before starting the car. “lovie, i don’t understand how a side dish-”

“shhh, you’ll understand soon enough, cutie. i think it’s a good topic to bring up on stream later when we get home.” he gives you a grin that does nothing to ease your confusion, in fact, it leaves you even with even more questions, but you decide to sit it out for the meanwhile till you both get home. 

and just like that, the ride back home feels longer than it should be, mainly because you're anticipating the stream you and haechan had planned in advance. you shift in your seat from the eagerness and haechan can’t help but chuckle as he watches you from his peripheral view. 

he rounds a familiar street corner, and you immediately know you’re both 5 minutes away from your house at most. you pass by a couple of houses before yours comes into view. “i better be hearing a good explanation of today, hyuckie.”

“so eager, baby. we’re literally here.” he points out, the car coming to a stop as he parks in the driveway. once you hear the doors unlock, you step out of the vehicle, urging your boyfriend to do the same so the two of you can start the stream already—a request he gives into easily.

entering haechan’s stream room without a moment to spare, you take a seat on the gaming chair beside his, one that’s usually reserved for you. he takes his place in the comfort of his own seat, turning his monitor on.

the streaming software immediately pops up as soon as the screen loads, haechan clicking a couple of buttons before his face cam signals that it had begun recording with a small red light flashing from it.

“hello everyone! me and y/n promised a stream for you guys today, right?” he flashes a wide smile towards the camera, and you send a small wave the audience’s way.

user_01: i’ve been anticipating this all day!!

user_02: if it isn’t our favorite couple <3

“hyuck said he had something to discuss and wanted you guys to be included in it.” you bring up without missing a beat.

“i was getting to that, baby!” haechan whines now that you’ve cut through his momentum, and you bring your hands to cup his soft cheeks while laughing. “sorry, lovie. continue?”

user_03: you guys are so cute TT

user_04: every time i come here, i feel even more single than i am…

“what do you guys think about your lover helping one of your best friends take a perilla leaf to eat?” he starts, and your eyes go wide, quickly recalling your actions from earlier in the restaurant.

user_05: no way!! nope nope nope!!

user_06: wait, what’s the problem from helping? idgi… i’m with y/n on this one

“hyuck, is this really what you’ve been thinking about?” you turn to face your boyfriend. “you know it means nothing-” 

“you used your chopsticks to help jisung a while ago!” oops, there goes the name drop. the younger was now probably going to receive a few messages from your audience about this conversation when he goes live later on. “that’s like… indirectly kissing him!”

user_07: I AGREE!! 100% hyuck’s right

user_08: idt it should mean anything. peeling shrimp for someone else tho… now that’s something

you both glance at the messages, noting your audience was split fifty-fifty regarding this issue. “the poor boy was struggling!” you try to reason out.

“you didn’t have to help him though! that’s a grown man!” he huffs in return.

“… he’s jaemin’s baby though?” you smile st him sheepishly after saying that, hoping it was a big enough of a loophole for him to drop his claims against you.

“not the same, babe.” your boyfriend deadpans with a look of disbelief, finally giving up on the debate, making you giggle from his expression.

“okaay, i’m sorry. i won’t do it again.” you bring up a pinky, and haechan instinctively wraps his own around yours.

“you see this, right guys?” he raises your intertwined pinkies, making sure the viewers are witnesses to your promise.

user_09: caught in 4k!!! 

“good.” hyuck beams as he sees the comment, lowering your hand down with his. “i think we got a bit pumped from that, don’t you think? now’s the perfect time to play games and keep the adrenaline up!”

user_10: omg play fnaf together ><

user_11: kinda want to see y/n play a fps

“y/n playing fps? what do you say, baby?” haechan asks, courtesy of the viewer’s suggestion, and you hesitantly nod along, knowing full-well it isn’t your forte by any means.

“i still don’t get how you move on from things so quickly.” you mumble mindlessly, resting your head on his shoulder as he opens up the first fps game he sees on his monitor, that being valorant.

“that doesn’t apply to you though! you’re forever stuck with this non-perilla leaf sharer.” he muses happily. “now come on! i’ll teach you how to play, lovie.”

“okay.” you lift your head back up with a smile peeking through the corners of your lips, leaving the perilla leaf situation up for someone else to debate on.

#: ̗̀➛ requested! #nct fluff #nct dream fluff #nct angst #nct dream angst #haechan fluff #haechan angst #donghyuck fluff #donghyuck angst #nct imagines #nct drabbles #nct dream imagines #nct dream drabbles

[aheathen-conceivably]

Hello Darlings 🌻

So I received a Nonny message asking for clarification regarding Zelda’s situation in yesterday’s post. While I am always glad to answer Nonny messages, please keep in mind that I do not have the ability to answer those asks privately as I would if you sent them off anon. While I totally understand why y’all use anon, it does limit my ability to address them, especially for more sensitive or personal questions.

However, I still wanted to resolve this question as yesterday’s post comes from a very personal place, and perhaps for that reason, I do want it to be clear moving forward. While I think subsequent posts may do that, in case they do not, I will also answer it here.

That said, I will be doing so under the cut because it involves a more in depth discussion of Zelda’s situation in yesterday’s post. So if that post is as far as you would like to go on this subject, please stop reading here.

No, Zelda did not have a miscarriage. Nor did she just “not become pregnant.” Zelda and Antoine have more or less been trying to get pregnant for a year, and she has continued to get her period month after month. Let me make something abundantly clear, I am in no way minimizing the pain of having a miscarriage, nor ignoring how that could have been the conclusion of that post. However, I am specifically writing about a different experience with one’s fertility and how that can affect one’s mind in its own way.

I am clarifying this because it is its own, albeit deeply related and sometimes simultaneously experienced, pain. That is because many people will view it as “you never had anything to lose” or “there was never any traumatic event to be upset over.” It is a slower pain, damn near constant; that comes to you in cycles as you follow your own so closely.

As many women who have tried to get pregnant can testify, the hyper awareness of one’s fertility can be overpowering, as you restart each and every month, planning your life around the best time to try and conceive. Then once that passes, you search your body for every little sign to tell you whether or not you succeeded. But still, there’s nothing you can do but wait.

There’s a very specific line in that post that sometimes Zelda was late enough to make them think she had conceived. Imagine there is no pregnancy test, and all you can do is hope that every time you look down, you haven’t started your period. Even if it’s “just” one day, or a few hours, you do it every single time. Every single trip to the bathroom becomes a high stakes moment because if it’s there, then you “failed”, and you have to start all over again. Until sooner or later it eats away at the excitement and hope you felt when you first began the process.

It is exhausting and Zelda’s statement that “she is broken” becomes an almost inevitable thought as it happens over and over and over again. Meanwhile there seem to be countless examples or even other women telling you that it should be easy or that all you have to do is relax. Even worse, you’re told you have to “keep trying” because nothing “bad” has happened, has it?

There are countless women in this position, and if you are or have ever been one of them, my heart goes out to you. That is why I wanted to clarify this before we proceed any further in this story, because this is a very intentional experience I am writing about and I don’t want it to be misinterpreted for that very reason.

#ask #answered

[monstersinthecosmos]

I'm so glad you're back!! I was so panicked when I saw your blog was gone, because you are truly one of the absolute stars of VC fandom!!

I joined VCblr a few months ago because I have been obsessed with Marius since I was 13, like my Marius obsession literally changed my life in multiple ways and I saw VC was becoming popular again so I wanted to join in! but like one of my first posts got these comments from people I'd never even spoken to before about how I was disrespecting Marius and his fans, and to be a little dramatic the way some of these comments were written, I felt like some of them seemed to actually really hate me personally. It just killed my desire to write fic or meta anymore so I just deleted my tumblr and now I just have an empty one so I can lurk on people. Like I have really limited time and energy for fandom, and I don't want to spend it writing stuff that people just hate seeing and making them feel bad, and then feeling bad myself for liking the stuff I like.

Anyway, I found your blog a little while ago and I am OBSESSED with your creativity and your perspective on like everything, so I'm sorry to be a weird rambling anon but basically I'm just trying to say your blog has made a difference to how I feel about my own freaky way of loving Marius and I just love your openness and acceptance and your ABSOLUTELY FLAWLESS A++ MARIUS TAKES and you genuinely have improved my VC experience 100% and I'm glad you haven't been erased from existence.

ugh see this is what I mean dude!! I'm so sorry to hear you had that experience!!!!!! Please talk to me off anon any time, I'd love to see your posts if you wanna come back and share again!

I BRING THIS UP NOW AND THEN so I'm sorry if I'm like a rambling old man telling the same story 400 times, but, now and then I think it bears repeating. But like, when I was 13, a boy at my school bashed my head open on a locker (I had to go to the hospital and get my head stapled shut) and he punched me in the face so hard that I have permanent ligament damage in my jaw. And it was because I was like, a baby bat and I was into numetal and Wicca and I was like the only kid in my small town school who didn't go to church. The day it happened I was wearing a Korn shirt!!! And I had blue hair! And I'd been like very intensely bullied my whole time in middle school, and the adults in my life NEVER protected me. This was RIGHT after Columbine and people were still buying into the propaganda that the killers were bullied goth kids and not fucking neo-nazis, so like, the entire time I was getting violently harassed, every day!, no one protected ME because they thought I would turn out to be the violent one. And yet, I was being put on hit lists. I had a gun pointed at me. A boy one time stole my Wicca book out of my backpack and read it to the class to make fun of me, but *I'm* the one who got in trouble for it because they thought I wanted to cast spells & curses on my classmates. The boy who assaulted me was a KNOWN problem in our school, and I wasn't even the first girl he hurt! MEANWHILE I still got a week of detention for having my head bashed open because they said I started the fight. ((This is up for debate: Yes I actually did throw the first punch LMFAO but he HAD been teasing me incessantly for like ever so like come the fuck on. I deserved that one.))

idk why I was just born like, without any shame or something, I guess it's innate, the rebel streak, I can't explain, but none of this really hurt my feelings? Every time people would make fun of me I was thinking "Yeah but I love Korn and they're so COOL and if you're making fun of me that means you're NOT cool and I don't really value anything you have to say????" And that really sustained me through all of this.

So yatta yatta terfs & conservatives poisoned the fandom well on Tumblr and I always think that it's not so different -- being picked on because you like something weird & offputting or whatever, and being treated like a threat or a danger when you're the one who's vulnerable to harassment and violence. In the digital space on Tumblr it's going to be about like kinky stuff and villainfucking and IRL it was because I was the only goth at my school and I liked horror films. It's the same shit, being harassed because of the fiction you like and the media you consume. And on Tumblr it's people being absolute fucking dickheads and IRL it was me being put in the hospital because a guy put his fucking hands on me, he was that upset that I was into cool shit.

And just. Yknow. It does suck when you want fandom to be a chillout space and you get your feelings hurt. It fucking SUCKS when people show up here specifically to be unkind to others, like I can't think of a less productive use of time. But part of me always thinks "I didn't get my head stapled shut for some grassless little fucking weasel on tunglr dot com to shame me over vampire porn" lmao.

(As an aside if you ever want to look into other examples of people being IRL fucked over over STUFF THEY LIKE, google the West Memphis Three ((innocent metalheads who did 20 years on death row because people thought the weird metal boys MUST be murderers)) or the FBI trying to file Juggalos as a GANG which means anyone who had an ICP phase and got a Hatchetman tattoo as an 18 year old is now in jeopardy of losing their fucking children for affiliating with a gang, okay. And this isn't even to scratch the surface of the way people treat hip hop and way it's mired in racism. Censorship and thought policing are always going to come down to Christofascism and white supremacy, but I digress.)

So blah blah all that to say, I'm not going anywhere and it pisses me the fuck off that people can't keep this bullshit to their private group chats. I have NO idea what anyone gains by acting like this in public.

Like, yeah yeah, fandom is silly, whatever, but hobbies are legit! And we deserve a space to unwind that isn't ruined by capitalism and bigotry and just, some little space to land. ESPECIALLY when, let's be real!, it's very very very common for fandom folks to be neurodivergent. I mean why else would we be so obsessed and blorbo-sick lol. So like, it just feels extra fucking shitty of people to be rude to fans like that, to make you feel shame for the thing that excites you.

Fandoms SELF GENERATE. Someone has to be here posting shit and we have to interact with it and create community. And genuinely if all you can contribute is your horseshit attitude, you can go fuck yourself!!! And I can't begin to tell you how much it breaks my heart when I see this infighting in one fandom, because like, being a Marius fan - BELIEVE ME - when I tell you I've done my time as persona non grata, the antis have fucking come for me LMFAO, I'm on the blocklists, I've been accused of absolutely heinous bullshit for liking a stupid fake vampire character. Like, listen!

I've had my head bashed open on a locker for liking numetal! You're not going to chase me off Tumblr!!!!!!

Anyway this got away from me, idk what I'm trying to say, I'm saying that I'm so sorry you had a bad experience and I hope you come back some time! And I encourage everyone to block & curate your space as needed to make for a happy escape zone. EVEN BLOCKING ME, I KNOW I GET ON PEOPLES NERVES SOMETIMES. And my content isn't for everyone! It's fine! Stay safe please, and I love you, and I have your fucking back dude!!!

AND EVERYONE ELSE JUST, HOLY SHIT BE NICE TO PEOPLE. IT COSTS $0 TO BE FUCKING NICE TO PEOPLE. IF YOU'RE NOT BEING CREATIVE YOU'RE BEING DESTRUCTIVE!

#fandom lolitics

[davidfarland]

David Farland’s Writing Tips: Plotting Your Story

We often begin a story with very little in mind—a powerful image from a dream, a play on words overheard during a conversation, an emotion that we want to capture, a clever idea for a twist. As these ideas coalesce, we begin to form a story.

I often feel that the ideas that give me the genesis of a story are like pieces to a puzzle—a puzzle that I will create. Yet when I first imagine them, I only glimpse parts of a complete image—a flash of blue sky here, the eye of a monster there, a mouse in a meadow.

As I imagine the story piece by piece, a novel eventually takes shape. But I want to emphasize that, for me at least, books don't "take shape" by accident.

I was reading an article recently about Madeline L'Engle, who wrote about how she once went through a five-year dry spell as a new writer. In her memoir The Summer of the Great-grandmother, Madeline recalls telling her mother about people who say they'd like to write books, yet somehow can't. "The reason they don't ever get around to writing the books is usually, in the young, that they have to wait for inspiration, and you know perfectly well that if an artist of any kind sits around waiting for inspiration, he'll have a very small body of work," she said. "Inspiration usually comes during work, rather than before it."

I agree. Most of my inspiration comes while plotting and composing a book.

Now, as I’ve said before, your plot arises in part from your characters. By that I mean that as you create your characters, you will give them personality traits, a level of genius, a voice, and certain ways of perceiving and responding to the world that limit the scope of how they will handle the conflicts that you throw at them.

Your plots are intricately tied to the conflicts that the characters are faced with. If your character is facing a wife who cheats on him, you will have to deal with that in your story. Your character must somehow come to recognize this as a problem—by discovering that she is cheating. He will then have to figure out how to resolve the problem. He might try getting counseling with her. He might try beating her. He might opt to push her lover into a meat grinder. He might decide to go to the gym and make himself more attractive. Ultimately, he will win his wife back, lose her completely, or perhaps realize that she was no danged good in the first place. But once you select your major conflicts, you're locked into dealing with them.

A novel doesn't have just one plot. A complex novel may have a dozen plots. As I'm plotting my novel, I take each of my main viewpoint characters and create a plot chart for each one. Each important conflict gets charted out.

For example, let’s get to our cheating wife. Maybe that is an external conflict. Our character has to figure out how to handle the powerful and sexy athlete who is courting his wife.

Meanwhile, my protagonist might have other problems. He’s lost his job as a truck driver, and he needs to figure out how to make money—fast! His romance conflict and his monetary conflict will each get their own plot chart.

Perhaps he has an internal conflict. He’s never had great self-esteem, and these double blows are making him feel suicidal. Maybe he tries to figure out how to build his self-esteem. He goes to the gym, listens to Forrest Wolverton tapes, and has an affair with floozy at the local bar. That gets its own plot outline.

Then I go through that same process for every one of my viewpoint characters, and I draw their story arcs in different colors so that I can track them visually. When I’m done, I get a huge piece of paper and put all my plots onto one paper.

By doing this, I can establish a timeline. I can see visually who is going through trouble, what they’re trying to do to resolve their conflicts, how they are affecting one another. This way, I can see how the novel will progress from chapter to chapter, so that I can control my pacing throughout the entire novel.

Thus, I might actually chart nine or ten plot lines for a single novel. In fact, secondary characters who are not viewpoint characters often have stories happening to them, and these too might figure into my outline.

I can recall one novel, Brotherhood of the Wolf, where I outlined twelve plot lines before I began to write. (But please note that when you create that many stories in an individual novel, the book tends to expand dramatically. It is often best to keep your novel down to three main characters. Some writers prefer to deal with only one or two protagonists.)

So, as you plot, consider the value of sketching several story lines at once, recognizing that in pivotal scenes your characters will confront one another and, as a result, change their course of actions and the outcome of the novel in interesting ways.

As Madeline L'Engle said, inspiration for writing nearly always comes when you are doing the work itself. For me, most of my inspiration comes not during the research or brainstorming phase, but during my heavy-duty plotting phase. My inspiration comes as I try to take my roughly drawn characters with their basic conflicts and try to figure out how to plot my story.

With every decision that a character makes, with every course of action they begin, I search for interesting ways that the story might diverge from the norm. In short, I want to find ways to surprise the reader.

A great character is surprising. As a writer, I might give a character surprising motivations to act a certain way. I might have them act in way that is unanticipated, or I might have them react in a surprising way. Can you see that with each decision a character makes, there are multiple opportunities to create surprise, and draw the reader deeper into the tale?

But I have a confession here to make. I don't plot my whole story and then write it all exactly as outline thereafter, at least not in most cases. Some people like to pre-plot a novel, but I find a lot of joy in “discovery writing,” making some things up as I go.

Years ago, I wrote a Star Wars novel where I had to create the plot and sell the book based on an outline. I had a lot of fun outlining the novel, but halfway through writing it, I realized that composing it felt too much like real work—like digging fence-post holes or working on an assembly line. I'd had all of my fun up front, in creating the outline, and thus the writing became drudgery. So, I don't write strictly by plot anymore. Instead, I will have a vague notion of how my novel will end. I then sit down and plot the first third of my novel, write it; outline the next third, write it; and then outline and write to the end.

To my surprise, a few years ago I spoke on a panel on plotting at Gencon in Indiana with nine other New York Times bestsellers. I was surprised to find that all of them were plotters, too, but that we all faced the same problem: we’d plot a novel and discovered a third of the way through that the novel had grown and changed in ways that we hadn’t imagined, so we all had to stop and plot the next third or half of the book. I have theories about why this happens, but let’s just say that it does happen to most writers. So my answer to the problem became, “Plot your novel in thirds.”

Thus, as I write my opening, I find myself getting ideas for the rest of the novel, so that the next third pretty much plots itself—and so on. This lets me keep my creative juices flowing throughout the book while taking advantage of a structured approach to writing.

You see, it’s while I’m deep into writing my work that, quite often, my best ideas come to me. It’s only after pondering and considering alternatives over a period of weeks and months that I suddenly have those “flashes of inspiration.”

I like to announce the books that my friends and students are releasing, and today I have a big one to announce: Elizabeth Chatsworth’s delightful Victorian fantasy The Brass Queen will be released tomorrow. Elizabeth started this manuscript while taking my story puzzle course a few years ago, and I knew from the start that this could be a great one. This one has been featured on the cover of Publishers Weekly twice, so I think that they agree. It’s just so much fun! Check it out there.

Check out www.mystorydoctor.com and www.davidfarland.com for more info!

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[earenwen-leafwhisper]

My dear author, could I get an imagine fluff nsfw Daemon x Dornish fem reader (but she lives in Kings landing) In which she is a former prostitute/courtesan (very famous) and owner of a new house of the pleasures she is causing a lot of buzz. However, despite several girls well versed in the art of pleasure, many want to spend a night with her (she is extremely versed in the arts of love and conquest, in addition to being very seductive and daring) and are willing to pay very well for it. , she always refuses them. One night, Daemon is in town and hears about this place and wanting to know the reason for so much euphoria, he decides to go there. She attends to him personally (because she is the fucking rogue prince in person and that would be very good for business) She shows him around and talks about the "specialties" of the girls, but he refuses saying he was just watching. She doesn't question it and takes him to a more comfortable place, she pours him wine and they talk. This becomes recurrent to the point where he comes back every night and despite rumors nothing ever happened between them. Time passes and they become good friends, confidants, he knows things about her that she has never told anyone and she knows things about him too. One day he has a very ugly argument with Viserys and he goes after her right away. She comforts him and they kiss for the first time. Days pass and their relationship advances (but nothing physical, besides kissing, has happened yet) One night, she left one of her trusted girls in charge of the movement that night. Meanwhile she goes to her house (a luxurious property, which she never took anyone there) She prepares a special night for them, decided to move forward in their relationship. After the girls pass her location, Daemon arrives at Reader's house. She welcomes you personally as usual. They drink and talk and make out, and when things start to heat up, Reader stops and tells him she has something to tell him. She tells why she decided to leave this life (first of all, it's not like she had any choice from the beginning, but her last experiences were horrible, so she murdered the owner of the brothel where she "worked", stole all the goods and she took some women (those who wanted) with her (these women work in the administration and care for the girls) And she says that since then she has never slept with any man (the reason she refused) but that she wants to do that with him. asks if she's sure (she says) and they have the best night of love ever. It's a mutual exchange of affection, love and adoration, it's soft and passionate but still overwhelming. With lots of fluffy and aftercare please ( sorry for the amount of detail and feel free to ignore and sorry for my english)

Pairing: Daemon x dornish fem chubby reader  

Trigger Warning: I’m not used to writing nsfw, so I hope this won’t be too much of fluffy for you, I tried ton wright more in eroticism and not in a purely p°rn° content. So there are references to: P in v, foreplay, oral (woman receives) and prostitution. So I know that young adults will go and read this, I read before my 18 years smut and other contained nsfw. My contents are not too violent but please pay attention to what you read.   Oh and english is not my mother tongue so, if there are mistakes, i'm sorry.

Author notes: Hello, to the anon who made this request. I have loved reading your request and I tried to respect what you asked. I hope this is good for you, do not hesitate to leave a comment even in anon, I would love to have your feedback on this.

Night was falling on Westeros, lights from the torches lit up the streets of King’s Landing. Street musicians began singing in front of the small crowd that walked through the maze of streets. Several street theatres caricatured the life of the castle and the various events that composed the life of the most noble houses of the continent. The people in very large numbers, had nothing to do with royalty, all they were interested in were the risks of wars, famines and whether one of their sovereigns was capable of starving them out of pleasure, according to sadism and his lack of interest in them.  

 

The neighbourhoods of King’s landing were as in many large cities, delimited by their specificities. The blacksmiths, the bakers, the washers (women who cleaned the linen), the butchers each had their places. Large forms of wrought iron were installed in front of the storefronts of the buildings, indicating to the often illiterate passers-by the trade that they were involved. 

Other less well-seen neighborhoods also had their own neighborhoods, so-called people of noble birth could not go there, but this did not prevent men from spending the evening discreetly. In normal times, the streets were not the most crowded, a strong smell of mud and dirt floated in the air, traffic of all kinds took place there, black walks and resale of flying objects took place in the shadows of buildings.  

 

But recently, a street was more "clean", the employees of a brothel maintained the storefront and the sidewalk in front of their buildings, said brothel had just opened for three months and already rumours were going strong. The manager of the place, though gentle with her "girls" and several clients, could show her teeth and let out any ill-intentioned man or woman. The practices of the place differed from the usual brothels. According to the rumors, several customers left the place with their eyes in a vacuum, a smile sticking to their lips, ready to come back the next day. 

To come back for the girls, but also in order to have even the slightest possibility of having a chance to ask for the services of the boss, the latter refused them each time, offering them a daughter of the services would suit them best or that they already knew. Y/n was soft on the front, but with a rigour and an inner force to shake the ramparts of King’s Landing. The most traveler customers had already met her in the most prestigious brothel of Pentos, The owner of the brothel was proud to have one of his girl of origin of Westeros, the fact that Y/n grew up in Dorne was a positive point in addition, their methods and notions of "love" were much more open. But none of them had the chance to have a night with her, except for the price to ask and to ask. This had become a challenge between the clients, whether it be simple people of the people or people with a title of nobility, who would be the first to blow up Y/n’s defenses and discover what she learned in Pentos?  

 

There were not only men who were interested, many women came to satisfy their curiosities, or their simple loves for women. The patron who have generous forms had shown respect for some of them, but the client ended up spending the evening or the night with one of prostitutes. It did not matter if the clients were men or women, poor or rich, Y/n’s answer was still no. Y/n no longer wanted to spend the night with clients, with people. Taking care of the novices and girls she had known for a long time was enough for her, their safety was essential.  

 

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After the sixth month of activity, rumours circulated between brothels. Prince Daemon was back in the city after more than a year of exile. The prince was known for his long stays in his places and paid very well for the services rendered. 

 

Daemon, on the other hand, had learned from several knights that he was used to being around, that a new brothel had opened, the techniques differed from other brothels, the girls were of various origins, whether they were from the north or south of Westeros, Remote islands or Essos. Their forms were just as diverse, there were for all tastes, There were not only girls, men were also present as prostitutes, love was free. Daemon only listened with one ear, he had already seen several and almost everything was still the same. They walked towards the brothel, there were more and more people present in the street, the more they advanced and the more difficult the street became to cross.  

 

A sweet smell of incense and flowers arrived at the nose of Daemon, this smell was almost foreign in these places. The building was flowery, the floor was clean and the entrance visible. The facade of the building looked nothing like a brothel. Its interior was more like the function of the workers.  

 

The same day places were dark, the main room was composed of a "relaxation" space where guests could come to reinvigorate, feed, girls and men coming to meet them, the space was large enough to hold a counter, and three large tables of about ten each. In the centre of the room, a woman stood at two large curtains, rising and performing a kind of aerial dance. She was barely dressed, protecting herself from the rubbing of the tissues on her skin. Daemon was watching the show, in none of the other brothels had he seen such a show. 

The prince with his silver hair did not fail to attract the attention of the matriarchs (the most senior prostitute), the order was to warn Y/n to welcome the prince in the best way. Of all potential clients, he had to be the most important, he alone could certify the quality of the premises and the staff. Edna, one of the oldest party in search of the boss, told her that the prince had just entered.  

 

Y/n went to meet the prince, dress with a long dress composed of light silk in the colors Y/f/c, the neckline advantageous for his chest without being vulgar, and split at the level of his right leg up above his knee. His eyes y/e/c landed on the prince at the same time that he noticed her.  

 

Daemon first noticed the aura that emanated the young woman, all the being of Y/n attracted the prince.  

 

"Good evening, Prince Daemon I presume."  

"You’re right, and yet I don’t know who you are."  

"Y/n, I rule this place, may I guide and counsel you, my prince?"  

 

Daemon looked at Y/n a few seconds before responding positively, the knights accompanying the prince, leaving him, undertaking to settle in the room, observing the acrobat.  

 

"We have several women and men performing in this place, if you’re interested, I can ask one of my girl for a session just for you."  

During the visit, Y/n pointed out the main halls, two of lush dances, one where guests asked to be bullied by his daughters. Daemon, from the brazing between the door could see one of the nobles working at the king’s side, fastening leather ties to a table, exposing the buttocks to the contact of the whip of the prostitute. A smirk, came to his lips, everyone had his secrets some were crispy. Continuing their visits, Y/n indicated the group and individual rooms, the spaces to observe in discretion. A room held her attention for a few moments, the room was dark and the walls were covered with several holes leading to another room. 

"No, I only wanted to visit."  

"If you prefer, we could go to a quieter room and satisfy your curiosity about the place and its specialties."  

 

Daemon looked at the chubby woman in front of him, and with a smile he accepted.  

 

Discreetly, they settled in the most recessed room of the building, the cries of joy were barely audible. In addition to being set back, it was the tallest and brightest. The lights from outside illuminated the room, torches were hung on the walls, the room was cut in half by a screen with typical Dorne motifs. The first part, looked like a living room, two long sofas were placed in the right part of the room in the shape of L, an oak coffee table was laid on a carpet in front of the sofas. Several cupboards and shelves were placed from the other side of the room, the walls were decorated with paintings and engravings showing various scenes (such as shunga in japan), from the other side of the screen, a large bed was installed, Sheets of be finely woven decorated mattresses.  

 

Y/n guided Daemon towards the sofas, then headed towards a hatch on the wall of the cupboards, she placed an empty cup there and waited less than a minute before a tray went up through the hatch, two glasses and a jug filled with arrivals wine. Daemon was pleasantly surprised and agreeably accepted the wine and especially the presence of Y/n.  

 

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This first evening was followed by a second and then a third.  

 

In no time rumours began to circulate, Daemon spent all his evenings and nights in the company of the boss. He never responded to the rumors, letting them fill up, preferring to dwell on the discussions he had with Y/n. 

The months began to pass, and the brothel was in full swing. The guests were both delighted with the performances and various shows that the place organized.  

 

Y/n and Daemon spent most of their time in the same room as when they first met, discussing everything. Daemon often spoke of his relationship with his brother and of the stormy relations with several nobles in the castle. Y/n often spoke to him about the anecdotes of the day, about which nobles had come to ask for such services. They even started talking about their lives if they could change them.  

 

They had become the sons of the evening, confiding in each other.  

 

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One morning, when few clients were in the brothel and the girls and men were working to clean the premises. The entrance door, though heavy, opened with a bang, a long silver-haired tornado entered, Edna, who was watching over the proper procedures of the cleaning, headed towards the newcomer.

"My prince? We didn’t expect you so early."  

"Y/n"  

"In your room, my prince... "  

Edna saw the prince walk quickly towards the corridor leading to the upper floors. His look and the tone of his voice was loud, it was not new that he could irritate by the events of the city or the castle. But also angry no, angry.  

 

 

Y/n wrote the expense reports and calculated with the help of one of the matriarchs the taxes that had to be paid for the brothel. Both worked in relative calm, speaking at times of the clients who were to be watched or not, of the health status of the girls and men, a maester regularly came to check the overall health of everyone in order to avoid the spread of any venereal disease. It would have been a blow to the institution.  

They were interrupted by heavy pats slamming on the floor of the corridor and the noise became louder every second.  

 

The door opened on Daemon, he cast a black glance towards the matriarch, urging her to leave them alone. She looked at Y/n to make sure everything was okay, indicating that she would be there at every opportunity. Y/n nodded, everything would be fine she was sure.  

 

"How could he?"  

"Who?"  

"Viserys. He delegated me as commander of the city’s watch of King’s Landing"'  

"Oh..."  

"He doesn’t want me to go after him when I’m his brother!"  

"Then show him you’re worth a lot more than he thinks you are, redoing the name of the city."  

 

Daemon looked at Y/n both surprised and irritated, he approached the sofa, and sat down thinking about what she had just told him. Y/n approached the prince, placing one hand on his thigh, more in a sign of presence than anything else. Daemon looked at Y/n with a look that few could have imagined one day permeating the prince’s eyes. In an instant the space separating the two bodies was reduced, the prince’s hands were placed on the young woman’s plump cheeks, their lips touching each other in a rough, powerful kiss filled with a passion that neither of them thought they had in common. A kiss was a second. Daemon spent his day in the brothel with Y/n without any physical connection except a kiss. 

As the days passed, their friendly relationship gradually became a birth of love. During the evenings, Daemon watched Y/n greet some guests and directed the place, making sure in the shadows that she did not need help, but she showed her that she knew how to defend herself verbally, but secretly, the presence of Daemon reassured her. All knew that the prince’s purplish gaze was on them, the slightest false pat would have earned them an express meeting with Dark Sister.  

 

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After more than a year of dating, the relationship of Y/n and Daemon was not consummated fleshly, something rather strange for the prince, who used to be known for his appetite for women. He had not questioned him, he could have slept with one of the prostitutes of Y/n or another brothel but he had not.  

One winter morning, Y/n asked Edna to hold the brothel for the night, Edna exchanged a slightly inquisitive look, but did not question her boss. At the mention of the prince and the order to give him the address of Y/n. Edna was at first surprised, then a little knowing smile appeared on his lips. She agreed before seeing her boss leave the brothel. She was going to have work. 

Y/n lived in a fairly large house for the rest of the King’s Landing people. It was located in the beautiful areas of King’s Landing. The buildings were spaced far enough, to contain gardens with high hates, which allowed to keep a little privacy. The roofs were composed of red tiles as the rest of the buildings of the city alone their size differentiated them. The house was not a mansion or a castle, it was large enough to be safe two floors and contain a living room, a separate kitchen from the dining room, two bedrooms and something rare in the city, a real bathroom, where a wooden bathtub covered with linens was installed. A balcony was also attached to the facade, from the master bedroom, she could access it and observe the city.  

 

The preparations lasted the morning, the house was always clean and neat, so the cleaning did not last long, flowers had been changed in the vases place in the different rooms. A meal was prepared, nothing too eccentric, a light meal, and wine from a harvest of about ten years ago. Y/n was getting ready, taking a long bath on the water was scented with rose blossom and essential oil coming from Dorne. Tonight was gonna be special for her. For the first time since, her exile from Essos Y/n was going to talk about what had happened to her, why she no longer wanted to do the job of prostituting, why she no longer wanted to sleep with a man. Although for several weeks, Y/n felt a desire rise in her, which she had not felt for a long time. This desire was directed towards Daemon, only him. 

Speaking of the prince, he had arrived as usual in the early evening in the brothel but instead of being welcomed by Y/n, she was one of the matriarchs, she explained to Daemon that their boss was waiting for her elsewhere, she gave him the address, explaining that Y/n never gave his address and that it was better for him to be alone.  

 

Daemon stunned, hurried to leave the knights having accompanied him, to take the path towards the address. The prince was surprised to see the house of his beloved. He had not imagined Y/n living in such a place, but in a more modest house. He doesn’t mind that.  

 

As usual Y/n was there to greet her. When he saw her, it was like seeing her for the first time. Her dress was very well woven and of a color highlighting her complexion. Her neckline showed the birth of her chest. Her hair was stylized in a simple yet elegant way. A smell of rose was emanating from her, without it being nauseating, just a fragrance.  

Y/n asked him to remove his shoes in the entrance hall before installing Daemon in the living room, where two cups were already installed ready to be filled with wine. Daemon did not ask her directly why she had welcomed him into her home, although the question was burning her lips. Instead, they talked about everything and nothing, the day in the city, the latest rumours. As the evening progressed, their bodies got closer. First a hand resting on a thigh, then slowly their shoulders touched, in no time, Daemon kissed Y/n, a hand resting between his chin and neck. Y/n had wrapped his arms around Daemon, placing one hand in the prince’s long silver hair, the other around his neck. Daemon’s second hand landed on one of Y/n’s thighs caressing and grasping the fabric that seemed to have become most boring. Daemon pulled up the part of the dress until he could place his warm hand against the bouncing thigh of his beloved, a moan coming out of the young woman’s lips, Daemon took the opportunity to nibble on her lower lip. Y/n Felt more and more her body warm up, more and more a feeling of warmth and humidity settled between her thighs. It was against her heart that she stopped this exchange. She breathed in a rampant way. She tried to regain her senses, so misty by desire.  

 

“Daemon, before we continue, I have something to tell you…”  

 

Daemon, who had started to give her a little kiss in the neck, stopped suddenly, looking her in the eyes. A touch of worry in the eyes. 

Y/n took a deep breath, remembering past events. Gently blowing, she began to explain her life as a prostitute, as many others she had not had the choice not to be, life had not been so tender with her. A merchant bought it from his first brothel and then sold it to the highest bidder on Essos. She explained to Daemon the mistreatment of the girls. How one evening, carried away by anger, fear and instinct of survival she had murdered the man by stabbing him. Daemon did not speak, only lecturing, but his mind was bubbling. He was proud that she could run away with several of the girls, and some of that asshole’s wealth. Had he been alive, Daemon knew very clearly that he would have tortured him.  

 

“That’s why I didn’t want to sleep with anyone anymore.”  

 

Daemon looked Y/n in the eyes. Trying to scrutinize the young woman’s thoughts without succeeding.  

 

“I want to be with you, body and soul. I want to sleep with you… no… make love.”  

"Are you sure?"  

“Yes only with you.”  

 

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The two lovers had kissed passionately, everything around them had become absurd. A most pleasant warmth swelled in them.  

 

Y/n grabbed Daemon’s right hand before gently rising from the sofa, temporarily cutting off the kiss. Languorously, she dragged Daemon into the corridors and stairs leading to the master bedroom.  

None dwelt on the decoration, nor even the reflections of light emanating from the large window, illuminated by the moon that gave an almost fantastic atmosphere to the room.  

 

Daemon’s hands had hastened to place themselves on the bouncy hips of the young woman, turning her in his direction he resumed kissing her, clutching her against him.  

 

A desire they had never felt in the past invaded their veins. Y/n placed his hands against the prince’s chest and with a slightly shaking hand, unbuttoned the tunic, then loosened the prince’s belt. His hands rose on the shoulders of his lover, helping to slide the tunic towards the ground.  

 

Daemon had left the young woman’s lips, gently kissing her cheek and her chin, slowly descending against her neck. The prince’s hands, though placed on the hips of Y/n, set out towards the ribbon that held her beloved’s dress. In a handful of seconds, the dress fell into a soft pile of cloth around Y/n.’s feet.  

 

Daemon drew back a few centimeters, letting his gaze admire the bouncing body so desirable in front of him. A fire worthy of the breath of a dragon ran through his veins. 

Y/n as for her, had passed one hand in the long silver hair of the prince and the other in the back of him, pressing him against her. Never in her life had she felt such pleasure, she wondered how this could be possible and if this pleasure could be greater. It was not long before the answer arrived, the prince’s lips had just landed on his chest, a small electric shock will run through his body. His moan was most melodious to Daemon’s ears.  

 

“D… Daemon… please take me.”  

“I already have you in my arms jorrāelagon.”  

“No… More… I want you in me.”  

“Not now, my love, soon.”  

 

Daemon had just answered by whispering his words in the ear of Y/n. The prince retreated from the young woman, observing the body below him, naked and warm, the lips of the young woman were slightly swollen due to their repeated kissing. How the young woman’s breasts moved with each breath, admiring the freshly marked hiccups on them.  

 

The prince’s hands were placed in the hollow of the young woman’s thighs, at each caress he felt the warmth calling from the most desired of them.  

 

The moan of Y/n when she felt the prince’s lips against his inferior lips gorged with blood made the prince moan with a moan. From an appetite that no one knew him, he began to devour her. The hand in her hair that grabbed her hair only encouraged him. His penis had become painful, he began to rub gently against the soft sheets of the bed, trying to relieve the pressure in his sex.  

 

“I… I want to taste you.” 

With her ears hissing, Daemon looked at the young girl while continuing to lick her lips and suck her pimple of pleasure. He growled once again, imagining how his beloved’s mouth would be against his sex, the warmth and moisture that would come from it, the pleasure that would be felt when he sucks it. He had to hold back to get up and enter with him. It was against his heart that he left his meal.  

 

“Although I would love it tonight, I want you to know what real pleasure is. You can do anything to me afterwards.”  

 

Y/n who already felt his body burning, was moved by the prince’s tenderness. She got up with the help of her elbows and hurried to kiss Daemon, placing her arms around her neck, she rested on the mattress, dragging the prince with her, feeling the penis gorging blood against her clitoris, she moans, moving her legs so that Daemon is better placed against her. She gently moved her hips causing a friction of two bodies. Daemon bit Y/n.  

 

“D… Daemon”  

“I know my love.” 

In a movement of hand and hip, Daemon slowly entered in Y/n, the walls of his lover made him moan, he had to hold back from falling on her so much the pleasure felt he lost his feet. The young woman felt a slight pain due to her lack of activity. But this pain was quickly replaced by a ball of pleasure that was placed in her belly. She felt every movement of the prince, every breath, every coming and going. She placed her legs against the prince’s hips. Moaning at every move. Daemon’s head placed in the hollow of Y/n’s neck moaned, wondering if such a pleasure could be real. Y/n moved his hands behind the prince’s back, wanting him closest to her, the rubbing of their bodies giving them much more pleasure. Daemon felt the nails of Y/n entered his flesh, which made him move his hips with more force. He was content that if he moved too fast, his own pleasure would take over and that’s not what he wanted. Y/n must have felt as much pleasure as he did. No change of position, no acrobatics, only the movement of their bodies and their kisses were necessary.  

 

Y/n’s thighs were beginning to tremble, his erratic moans, the climax of his pleasure was a click for the prince. He accelerated the pace, feeling his penis quivering in the trembling walls. A flash of lightning ran through their bodies at the time of orgasm. No scream to make the walls tremble, just their moans and breaths rampage.  

 

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Slowly coming to their senses, Daemon had his head resting on Y/n’s breasts, both still connecting. The young woman caressed the prince’s hair, feeling the week of her lover in her.  

 

“I love you.”  

 

Daemon gently lifted his head, staring softly Y/. 

“Avy jorrāelan tolī, ñuha zaldrītsos.”  

Daemon laid several kisses on the skin accessible to her mouth, caressing the arms of the young woman. Y/n offered to take a bath, Daemon smiled and asked her if a servant was present when the answer was negative. Daemon grumbled that the bath could wait a few minutes, wanting to stay a few more moments in it. Y/n rie for a few seconds, continuing to stroke Daemon’s hair. The bath could wait, although to the mention that they take it both together, made Daemon think.  

It was he who poured hot water into the bathtub, the young woman being unable to move her legs, he was proud of it.  

Translation: Love / jorrāelagon   

I love you too, my little dragon / Avy jorrāelan tolī, ñuha zaldrītsos 

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[jackoshadows]

Benioff and Weiss had Arya sailing away on a boat at the end because according to them Arya’s story over 5 books is her having ‘cool badass’ adventures!

It’s bad writing, it’s NOT THE BOOKS, and anyone trying to argue that the show’s ending for Arya is going to be her book ending should be embarrassed to call themselves a reader of ASoIaF.

This is how David Benioff and Dan Weiss described Arya’s arc in the books, downplaying Arya’s trauma and suffering in order to prop up Sansa.

Benioff: [Sansa] just seems really believable, and also she goes on one of the most interesting journeys, because she doesn’t start out as someone who is sharp, and shrewd and tough, but she becomes that person.

Arya is kind of always there—which is what’s great about Arya—but Sansa had to get there by painful experiences. She’s always been one of my favorite characters.

Weiss: In a way, Sansa has to face harder choices. Arya always has a pretty clear path, like: “What’s a cool, badass thing to do and I’m going to do that thing.”

Benioff and Weiss haven’t  a) Read the books. At the Oxford Union discussion they didn’t know Sam Tarly was a POV character until John Bradley told them!

or b) Don’t understand the themes and character arcs that the author is telling in his story. Remember according to them ‘Themes are for 8th grade book reports’ and not important.

or c) Have read the books, and yet don’t care about the story GRRM is telling, instead putting their own spin on these characters based on the actors.

Meanwhile Book Arya:

“She could feel the hole inside her every morning when she woke. … It was a hollow place, an emptiness where her heart had been, where her brothers had lived, and her parents. … The hole will never feel any better, she told herself when she went to sleep.  

Some mornings Arya did not want to wake at all. … If the Hound would only have left her alone, she would have slept all day and all night.” (Arya XII, ASOS)  

“She could feel the hole inside her where her heart had been.” (Arya II, AFFC)

Just a reminder that in the books Arya Stark goes through an absolutely harrowing and traumatizing journey after she flees KL and the Lannister guards send after her by Cersei.

TWoW Arya:

Half-light filled the room, grey and gloomy. Shivering, she sat up in bed and ran a hand across her scalp. Stubble bristled against her palm. I need to shave before Izembaro sees. Mercy, I’m Mercy, and tonight I’ll be raped and murdered. Her true name was Mercedene, but Mercy was all anyone ever called her…

Dan Weiss reading 11 year old Arya shaving her head, getting ready to be raped in a play - ‘Wow, this is so cool and badass!‘

Also, the way they talk about Arya having a clear path and no hard choices to make, meanwhile:

Arya watched them die and did nothing. What good did it do you to be brave? One of the women picked for questioning had tried to be brave, but she had died screaming like all the rest. There were no brave people on that march, only scared and hungry ones. - Arya, ACoK 

Arya deciding to make her escape from Harrenhal, Arya deciding to rescue Gendry at great risk, Arya taking along Weasel at great risk, Arya being ordered to kill the insurance agent, Arya deciding to keep Needle. And these hacks think that Arya has a clear path and no hard choices?!

Dan Weiss about Needle:

Arya's gotten very good at letting go, she's been forced to let go of everything that means anything to her in this r53world. And she does a great job getting rid of that costume and getting rid of her money and getting rid of the coin, but Needle was a very, very special gift. She sees herself as an instrument of revenge in many ways in this world and that sword is the way she's going to exact that revenge on the people who wronged her family. It's the instrument of that revenge. Letting go of Needle would really be letting go of Arya Stark, and the fact that she can't let go of Needle makes it clear to us that she's not at all ready to be no one.

In the books:

Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.

Polliver had stolen the sword from her when the Mountain’s men took her  captive, but when she and the Hound walked into the inn at the  crossroads, there it was. The gods wanted me to have it. Not the  Seven, nor Him of Many Faces, but her father’s gods, the old gods of the  north. The Many-Faced God can have the rest, she thought, but he can’t  have this. - Arya, AFfC 

GRRM about Arya and Needle:

- Needle! The last link to Winterfell and Arya. The Faceless Men want her to give it up because they recognize it’s importance.

Arya is missing her family and home in KL right from her second POV chapter in AGoT!

The rest of the time, they ate in his solar, just him and her and Sansa. That was when Arya missed her brothers most. She wanted to tease Bran and play with baby Rickon and have Robb smile at her. She wanted Jon to muss up her hair and call her “little sister” and finish her sentences with her. But all of them were gone. [---]

Arya had loved nothing better than to sit at her father’s table and listen to them talk. She had loved listening to the men on the benches too; to freeriders tough as leather, courtly knights and bold young squires, grizzled old men-at-arms. She used to throw snowballs at them and help them steal pies from the kitchen. Their wives gave her scones and she invented names for their babies and played monsters-and maidens and hide-the-treasure and come-into-my-castle with their children. [--]

Only that was Winterfell, a world away, and now everything was changed. This was the first time they had supped with the men since arriving in King’s Landing. Arya hated it. - Arya, AGoT

Arya missing her home and family in every book, wanting to desperately go home, trying her very best to first get to Robb and Cat and then Jon Snow and failing and losing hope and only being with the FM because as GRRM says’ where else does she have to turn to’.

And Jon is waiting for her in the North. The two characters with the closest bond. Jon is trying to save her. There’s an entire plot about the North rising up for Arya Stark.

It’s very, very clear that Benioff and Weiss didn’t care to understand Arya as a character, weren’t interested in writing for her other than as a one-dimensional killer/assassin having bad-ass adventures and the final insult being Michelle Clapton saying that Arya was just passing through when talking about Arya finally, finally getting to Winterfell as reason for why Sansa gets all the Stark sigils and clothing and not Arya.

They sidelined the Starkiest Stark - Arya - and Bran and Jon and killed off Rickon so that they could turn Sansa into The Stark ™

Reminder from D&D themselves:

and GRRM:

#Arya Stark #asoiaf #anti GOT #anti D&D #Sansa Stark #Jon Snow #Game of Thrones #A Song of Ice and Fire

[opinated-user]

Lily really is out here like: believe all victims! And by all I mean me and the people I currently like! But especially me! But also don't pay to much attention to what I'm saying and please forget everything instantly in case I need to change my story! Btw this person I previously claimed ran away with a pedophile as a minor (and was the one at fault for that) has actually never been molested ever! So I guess forget the pedo story! And ignore the fact that I also said if she was molested by me it would have been justified!

She is getting more despicable by the hour.

"nobody snuck up on their room to molest her while she was sleeping." cool. care to explain why did you wrote the entirety of Violate, CLO putting a lock to keep G away (which coincides with Courtney's story of how she dealt with you), and the story itself ends with CLO (the molested child) having to give an apology to G, the one who molested her? who someone could read as you wanting to create another narrative in which Courtney forgave you without you doing anything for it? you said that every reading a work has is there because the author wanted it there. why did you wanted to dramatize your sister finally stopping your molestation with a lock she had to buy and install herself? why was that important to you?

"they were the favorite who could do no wrong" so... that's why your parents have lied to the public about being no contact to her for more than 10 years? because she was their favorite? so favorite that your mom neglected to mention that she knew for a fact that your sister was alive because Courtney would harass her constantly? on her facebook your mom made it seem like she didn't even know what was happening with Courtney, meanwhile Courtney was contacting her and getting ignored. so favorite that it's why they told you the story of the "pedophile she ran away with"? remember, the same story you ran with the first time Courtney spoke up. that doesn't sound "she could get away with murder" kind of responses to me.

"they also have a history of lying to get her way." you too, LO. we have years worth of evidence and testimonies and witnesses and audio records for that one. to this day you still lie about writing Stockholm... a lie so badly put together, that even your own fans know is not true. they don't believe you anymore, LO. everytime you try to deny stockholm, they know you're lying. not to mention the lies around Patch, just to name an example, despite again the very tangible evidence that he provided. so we have someone you claim is a liar, but whose stories at least have been consistent and never escalated to include more morbid details for the sake of sensationalize it, and then we have you, someone who can't even keep the story of how she got an ugly trinket straight and has the internet full with proof of her many made up stories without ever even attempting to provide evidence herself. remember, LO: your fans already know you lie to them. they know. they even talk about it among themselves when you aren't watching. keep piling up those lies and maybe even them will get tired of making excuses for you. "they're a drugged up abusive psychopath..." remember when LO pretended to care about people called by others as narcissist for drama and call out everyone ableists for doing that? remember when she also tried to say that calling that was also more ableist harassment? so people with this disorder deserve compassion... but people with this other mental disorder (such as with addiction) don't. isn't it curious how ableism is something LO likes to weaponize against others the moment they call her out for something she did? the rest of her words can only be described as the rambling lashing out of an abuser applying her best DARVO as she can. it's also a barely veiled death threats, which are illegal as far i know. "you're a victim of anything" so you claim she didn't went through anything with Cameron now? LO, you don't like your brother either. he hasn't said nice things about you in the past either, so why are you defending him now...? oh, wait, he has children. children you can freely acess to as long you behive. is that, isn't it? the access to children is more important that dennouncing a rapist. throw your sister under the bus is more important than to do anything that could jeopardize your opportunity of being around more minors. you disgust me. "with imagined claims about my heritage" do i need to bring out the screenshot of LO stripping with a piece of literal cultural appropiation hanging from her topless body again? i'll if i have to. she's your immediate family, LO. if that is your "heritage", it's hers too. and unlike you, she kept in touch with her elders who are part of the Nation you never reached for or even care to talk to. because to you, it's not about a culture or even a community of people. it's about you getting what you want, as always. but being Cherokee or Indigenous is not just a fancy label to put online to seem more interesting to more ignorant white people. that's what your sister understands, that's what your aunt knows. the only who keeps being racist is you. do you all understand now why i don't bother with pitying LO anymore?

#lily orchard #lily orchard is a predator

[briefcasejuice]

It's not that I necessarily want Matt to be Catholic. (I am not religious.) It's just that he is, and ignoring character traits for personal preference (to the point of complete disownment) has always been weird to me. Understandable (we want a character to be who we want them to be), just odd. I mean, there are traits I hate on certain characters and I'll ignore them, but I know they're still there in canon. That's why I said it's cool if you like atheist Matt, but that doesn't mean Matt is atheist.

I actually don't have a bias towards live-action.* I love the comics very dearly. But it's been nearly 60 years of comics, so that's quite a lot to look through for specific examples to support what I said. That's my fault though. I was being lazy.

You seem to have contradictory stances on Matt's comic religion across different posts, so it's hard for me to keep a consistent reply. Sometimes, you mention a compulsory faith for the time period. But then in post 746073669336498176, you say, "matt was never catholic before that." I can't get a read on your exact position.

But anyway…

Yes, Smith's run in 1998 can be considered an outlier. Some of its Catholic elements are as heavy-handed as the current run. And some actions (like trying to murder a baby for being the anti-Christ) are too distorted by Mysterio's gas to get the most accurate read on Matt's belief system throughout. But that arc still begins and ends with a not-gassed Matt in confession with a priest. Wearing a crucifix necklace while he is. Iterating his childhood spent studying in church. And the final words of #8 being, "To do my father's work," referencing God. The story is an outlier for its severe piety, sure, but… the whole thing is still canon. Still Matt being Catholic, for better or worse.

More religion and confession in #267... More in #348... But I hesitate to get nitpicky on every. single. instance. of Matt showing any signs. I'd have to comb through the whole catalogue.

Also with Nocenti, any time Mephisto comes up, you run the risk of one reference or another. #266 is one. #280-#281 is another-- in which Matt believes he's in a frozen Hell. Comes upon a church confessional he thinks will provide relief. He "prayed" (his word) he could make fire out of a cross, and does. It ends up being part of what saves him. Meanwhile, narration compares his journey to something like The Divine Comedy, with him traveling Heaven and Hell. (The symbolism alone is good. The accompanying religious belief is not absent.)

This is long enough, and I don't want to keep poring over the source material. I can if you want?

It's not that Matt isn't religious. It's just that religion doesn't come up often. (Good, this is about a superhero.) But when it does, all signs point to him being a believer. If you want to say, "Comic Matt isn't Catholic… as soon as I exclude this instance, this one, and this one," that's fine for your personal headcanons. But you are… ignoring the fact that Matt is Catholic. You're trimming off parts of canon so he fits in the box.

He's not devout. That is true. Matt's religion comes up so infrequently (excluding recent writing), it clearly isn't a large aspect of his personhood. But it still comes up. So… with his foundational youth in the church, occasional references he still believes in God/religious symbols, and no evidence he ever actually turned away from those beliefs, I still consider "lapsed Catholic" to be the best label for Matt. It's not like I'm trying to convert him for my own ends (I have no bias one way or the other), but I am plugging comic canon into Occam's Razor to arrive at the conclusion Matt Murdock is Catholic. The greater burden of proof is on the position he's atheist, and I can't think of any.

Maybe Matt being Catholic is boring for you personally, and that's fine.

*(My mention of the 2003 movie wasn't anything other than a reference to the reply where you said there was no evidence of him being Catholic prior to the tv series. But the movie is one really obvious one. I wanted to point out a too quick conclusion that the 2015 adaptation didn't come up with the concept first. Again, I was lazy and that's my fault.)

"He's not devout. That is true. Matt's religion comes up so infrequently (excluding recent writing), it clearly isn't a large aspect of his personhood." yeah okay. all that just to prove my point man

#great analysis though #answered

[is-jan-jan-is]

Dawn of Dc fucking slaps my dudes.

I've been meaning to make a post about the Dawn of Dc for quite a while but haven't due to depression and 80 hour work weeks.

My pull box used to be one third marvel, one third dc and one third indie. Nowadays, with marvel focusing on more of those godawful movies it's producing more and more garbage. Meanwhile, dc-who has been struggling since the 90s-seems to have found its stride. My box is honestly two thirds dc and one third indie.

I've maybe three or four marvel titles. Captain marvel, mckay's avengers run and ewing's thor. I did also pick up Sentry but havent read it yet. I was about to deep dive into the fall of the house of x stuff but the whole 'Genocide' storyline is in bad taste to say the fucking least. With last year's Symbol of Truth sam wilson run over i dont have much more marvel stuff catching my eye.

Meanwhile I'm collecting most of dc's catalog. The Dawn of Dc rebrand has been phenomenal through and through. Part of it is due to color coding which my autism especially likes. Mostly, it's great storytelling.

Here is how I would rate the Dawn of Dc titles I've been collecting so far on a scale of 'bruh' to 'BRUH'(all of the ratings are made up terms):

*******Spoilers*********

Jon Kent Adventures of Superman: absolute banger...if not a tad formulaic. If seems poetic to have Jon kent-a product of Joshua Williamson- fight injustice superman-a product of Dan Didio. Dan famously hated legacy characters and loved the idea of fascist superman so-get fucked Dan. 11/10 because he beats him with a hug

Action Comics: fuck yeah dawg. It's been great. The wholesome super family shenanigans, the inclusion of Kenan (finally) on top of just damn good story telling. 10/10 would super again.

Superman: BRUH. So, after years of piss poor 'superman' books we get the warworld saga (certified banger) followed up with this delightful story from Josh Williamson. All of the classic villains get the correct treatment. Lex, parasite, banshee-with the current 'Chained' reveal. Im so glad somebody understands how to write superman. This has genuinely become a title i look forward to every week. 10.5/10

Superboy Man of Tomorrow: Certified Banger. Listen, Connor Kent was the first love of my life. 90 percent of my personality is Teen titans and Young Justice was always my favorite flavor of teen titans. Either way I was always going to love a boom about Connor Kent. That said: this book is pretty good. It clearly skews young as far as its obvious intended audience but it was still fun.

Steel: CERT-FIED BANG-ER! God I love Worf. I'm glad that my boy Steel is getting the proper treatment. Michael Dorn does a damn good job. It was a good run, just read the last one (6 out of 6) today.

Powergirl: fuck yeah dawg. I love powergirl, and this series is not as annoyingly thirsty as previous stories. She's presented as a complex yet baddass character. Her motives are complex and her actions are badass. I also like that she's part of the super family officially.

Blue Beetle: Certified Banger. Pretty damn good. Once again it's a tad formulaic but still a fun read. 8/10

Green Arrow: Certified Banger! Pretty damn good, tbh. I love the fact that my boii Roy Harper is back. Pretty strong familial vibes all around. 9.5/10

Green lantern: bruh. Listen, I only picked up this title originally because it held the preview to John Stewart's 'War Journal'. Its well done, don't get me wrong. Jeremy Adam's is an asset to D.C. at this point. Quality wise, it's a knockout. Unfortunately, it's also Hal Jordan. He's as much of an unbearable p.o.s. as he's ever been. 6/10.

Green Lantern War Journal: BRUH!!! Fucking Slaps. John Stewart is back at it in an incredibly endearing story. I was really interested to see where they would take it after Gregory Thorne basically made my boii a demigod. The ultraviolet corps are super interesting and the b plot with his mother is heart wrenching. 100/10

Green Latern Alan Scott: fuck yeah dawg. Pretty good. Love the gay representation. Been meaning to get back into JSA stuff. Haven't read the huntress or sandman stuff yet but might after this.

Hawkgirl: absolute banger. Ngl, they kinda phoned in the antagonist but that's ok. Its a fun read about a cool character we've always wanted more content on anyways. Also Jadzia is god tier. 8/10

Wonder Woman: BRUH!!! I've never been a huge fan of Diana honestly but this story had me hooked from the beginning. It's a complex, heartfelt political intrigue. Tom King can do NO wrong. 20/10

Birds of Prey: absolute banger. Super fun to read. I definitely look forward to it every month. I love cass and I love barda so- 11/10

Batman and Robin: bruh. Listen, I love Joshua Williamson but all the love in the world won't make me tolerate Bruce fucking Wayne. After the catastrophic mess that was the Gotham War event we get this run by Joshy boii and Simone DiMeo. It's a decent little story which I follow only to ensure that Robin is OK. The breakout star of this title for me was DiMeo's art. It's so kinetic! Honestly, the art is the only reason this isn't a 0/10. That said...6.5/10

Outsiders: Fuck yeah dawg! The this series only has two issues out so far but it's been fun. I love Kate abd Luke respectively and together they are lots of fun. Also this title seems to lean in to the whole 'superhero fatigue' thing. So fuck yeah! 8/10

Nightwing: BRUH!! Tom Taylor has been in charge of what is honestly the best Superhero title on the market for the past couple years-and its Nightwing. His Grayson is charming, endearing and resilient: All of the good qualities of his deadbeat dad without any of the bullshit brooding and class warfare. This Dawn of Dc title feels different because it's less a relaunch and more a continuation. It's a super interesting deep dive into the BludHaven lore that Taylor began teasing years ago. Also pirate Dick Grayson-90/10

Titans: BRUH. 10/10 MY BOIIS (boiis is gender neutral) ARE ALL GROWN UP!! THEY'RE IN CHARGE. THEY RUNNING SHIT NOW. Seriously it's very good.

Titans/Beast World: heartbreaking but ill allow it. Crossover events are always iffy, we'll see where this goes. So far-7/10

Cyborg: fuck yeah dawg! I love cyborg and I love to see him getting his own title. It's been a good one and I can't wait for the finale next month. 9/10

Flash: BRUH! So far it's a very good Wally story but we're only a few issues deep. I like the Linda subplot. 9.5/10

Speed force: fuck yeah dawg. MAS AND MINOS ARE BACK!!!!! listen I was almost ready to write this series off as another story pandering to the youth. There is a Panel wherein someone describes the scene as 'bad vibes' and is told-'bet'-in response. That said, Joshy boii is clearly happy to be writing Wallace and Avery again AND MAS AND MINOS ARE FINALLY CANNON LETTSSSSS GOOOO!!!! 7/10

Jay Garrick Flash: fuck yeah dawg! Pretty good so far. I love Jay. Love the addition to his family. 7/10

Spirit World: BRUH! Crazy fucking good. I ADORE the way this title handles deadnames. Cassie, Envoy and John make a pretty good team and this depiction of the afterlife is really neat and engaging. 15/10

City Boy: BRUH! A+ for originality dudes. I love this character's motivation, powers and personality. This title genuinely makes a positive impact on the overall dc universe. 10/10

*note* I tried to color code the titles with the corresponding comic colors but tumblr mobile didn't have yellow so

#dc comics #dawn of dc #batman #superman #action comics #hawkgirl #dc flash #teen titans #superboy

[quilna]

Hello! I'm the scar anon from before. I found your response to be quite enjoyable! Thank you for your input and for showing your unique view on my question, it was very enjoyable to read. I also appreciate the effort you put into writing so much, it was quite a welcome surprise to see.

I am here to ask another question! I am utmost curious to see what your view on body swapping is, more specifically body-swapping within the tgs version of jekyll and hyde. Not just jekyll and hyde swapping but jekyll and hyde body swapping with somebody else. I have seen a few fan-fictions, even a more recent one posted today which i definitely suggest others reading this post to check out, and I see many posts on this topic so I do know it isn't a less popular one than the discussion of shared scars but i still wanted to see your opinion on the matter. Personally I quite like the head-canon that when jekyll and hyde body swap with somebody else they swap over mentally but not physically. Meaning they still have the two minds but instead just have one body and the person they swapped with has the two bodies, being jekyll and hydes bodies, and one mind. I don't think it's something i've ever seen done before which is a bit sad, but i suppose they say if you want something done you should do it yourself so perhaps one day i shall write something on the subject.

Getting off-topic here, my bad. Back to the main subject of this question, I ask what your personal preference and overall view on body swap aus is?

Hello again! I'm glad my response last time was good enough! :D

Ah! Body swapping! I love that trope a lot in TGS for the unique takes you can get on it! I've seen it a few times and every time has been different and I can't wait to see what @aliens-took-my-iwa-chan's current fic (Called "That was NOT an aspirin" *cough cough for anyone who's interested in reading it*) on AO3 chooses to do! And Alien's fics have always been bangers in the past so it's certain to be good!

Your idea is very cool! Whoever swaps with them would certainly have a strange time with having two bodies suddenly! I wonder if they would change mentally at all between the two bodies - either just because of the adrenaline that Hyde's body comes with or just because of the freedom to do anything that Hyde's reputation offers?

And I wonder what it would be like for Jekyll and Hyde to be smooshed together into a single body? Would they switch mentally between each other or would it be more like an awkward mental fusion? If you do ever write that, I would love to read it, I would be very interested to see how that ends up working and what it's like for everyone involved!!!

Besides Alien's fic, there's also @perception-of-deception's Hyde and Seek au as seen in posts here

https://www.tumblr.com/perception-of-deception/661585820002713600/hyde-and-seek-au-while-lanyon-is-wrestling-hyde?source=share

and here

https://www.tumblr.com/perception-of-deception/661595109767495680/well-quilna-yes-robert-seeing-henry-would-call?source=share

which is an incredibly fun concept where Lanyon specifically body swaps with Hyde. Not specifically the body but literally Hyde's place in Jekyll's mind which is a very fun idea indeed because Lanyon's now the ghostly voice haunting Jekyll. It's a good demonstration of how unique you can get with body swaps in TGS given that there's two physical bodies but three people. Any body swap that makes use of that fact is always an instant favourite for me.

In a less public place, an RP I'm in with the wonderful @mediaeoflycan has been planning a sort-of body swap (more like mind swap) arc for a while now where Hyde gets swapped to Lanyon's head but, because he's Jekyll's internal bad thoughts and all that, he switches personalities a bit to become Lanyon's internal voice instead. His mockeries start to hit a little closer to Lanyon's insecurities instead of Jekyll's. Meanwhile, Jekyll who is lacking a whole half of himself, ends up a lot more numb and empty until the problem can be fixed.

One can also have a body swap where Jekyll swaps bodies with someone but Hyde stays with the body, meaning the other person now gets Hyde's voice in their head (probably much to their bewilderment and terror) and Jekyll gets his freedom for a while. Jekyll will definitely need to explain to the other person why they're now hallucinating Hyde (and probably a dozen other horrifying monsters too), why they're suddenly so sleep deprived, and maybe why Hyde can take over their body sometimes or, worse, literally make them change shape into Hyde himself.

Speaking of shapeshifting, I've seen people question several times what a transformation might look like if people swap bodies and whether it would be different at all or not. For example, if Hyde is in someone else's body, would they have a full transformation or some sort of half transformation where they get blonde curls and green eyes? Or would they get a completely new transformation to reflect their own 'inner evil'?

Anyway, for personal preferences, as I said, I love anything that makes use of the three minds so body swaps where someone else either lands as unhappy roommates with Hyde or where that person ends up becoming the ghostly figure in either Jekyll or Hyde's head. Besides making use of the medium very well, I just love imagining the reaction of that person when they find that their body swap has come with bonus unwanted side effects and the reaction from Jekyll when he realises that someone else is in the middle of experiencing his deepest darkest secret in full high definition. No lying your way out of that one.

#quilna's asks

[utilitycaster]

The Beaujester/Widojest stuff actually reminds me of why I almost wasn't on board with Fjord/Jester at first - I really don't like ships where it feels like one party has to wear down the other, and at first, I thought that was the vibe. So I get really stumped on why people are pushing for closure here. It reminds me of that wild d&d court case. Why would they needlessly burden their friend (Jester) with this information? What do fans think would happen after???

Hi anon,

You are 100% right in that I also think of that D&D Court Case (for those wondering, it's the one that starts here and basically, a couple is playing in a D&D game together and the DM some time ago confessed drunkenly to the player who is writing in that he has feelings for the player's girlfriend...and is now romancing her in-game as an NPC). Like, for real, keep that to yourself! It's so awkward and for what! Tell your therapist! Tell other friends outside this social circle! Do some weird art about it! Have weird feelings! But do not say that to the actual couple involved, holy fuck.

It would require someone with far more knowledge of fandom history to back up my hunch here, so I am presenting it as just a hunch, but it feels like there has been a very heavy drive in the past maybe five or six years towards, rather than "oh man, I wish this ship had happened instead, and here are my AUs and fics in which it did" to "here's why the story is BAD and UNRESOLVED and WRONG." And I don't quite know how it came to be, since internet forums have been around for quite some time, and maybe I'm just clueless because I have come relatively late to every social media ever and it was always like this and the volume has just increased. My personal theory is that people saw all those quirky letter writing campaigns of the 2000s and didn't realize that mailing potato chips or whatever to an NBC exec who was cutting the show because it wasn't getting enough viewers by metrics that were well behind current technology and who would see this and say "oh, shit, this has fans, maybe we can make money off it" is very different than writing hate mail to actual creators, but I could be totally wrong.

But anyway, it is pretty apparent that Uk'otoa was left unresolved! Travis actually had laid the groundwork in-character as Fjord (the bounty hunter hire for Sabian, telling Jester in 2x117 he wanted to deal with Uk'otoa before other things) to return, but it made sense for the show to end after Aeor. Meanwhile, it's not unresolved for someone to quietly nurse a crush, and I'd argue, actually, that both Beau and Caleb's feelings were largely resolved in show. Beau outright told Fjord that she'd had a crush on Jester, but her feelings for Yasha were deeper and more real (and in general this tracks with Beau's repeated self-sabotage when things felt too good to be true). And if you take off the Widojest shipping goggles, it's hard to see Caleb's actions following the party's return from Rumblecusp as anything but quietly admitting that this is not going to happen, as he pushes Jester to dance with Fjord and finally tells her about his past. The goal post of "resolved" secretly means "the preferred ship happens instead."

And then no one ever has an answer for what happens after. Does Beau break up with Yasha? Does the entire scene in Aeor with Essek in 141 - absolutely pivotal, despite coming so late, to Caleb's arc - just not happen, because you really cannot read that as anything but romantic? Does Jester break up with Fjord? How do we reconcile that Jester does not wish to live in Rexxentrum as a housewife, and does want to continue to see the world and be able to regularly spend lots of time in Nicodranas? Do Caleb or Beau make even the slightest concession to Jester's wants and needs, in this fantasy?

I guess I'll wrap this up with this thought: I think that Beau and Caleb's romantic feelings for Jester and how they deal with them are very well played by Marisha and Liam and are incredibly important - indeed, crucial - to understanding their respective character development. But that's the thing in the end. The romantic feelings are deeply important to the stories of Beau and Caleb. They are a footnote on the story of the Mighty Nein. And they are utterly irrelevant to the story of Jester.

#answered #Anonymous #cr discourse #i was actually pretty generous and one day i shall write the meta of why those stories are so important

[crimeronan]

How does the general population feel about Luz taking over as Empress?

GOD this is such a good question. had to sit on it for a few days to ponder. am STILL pondering honestly. and if i end up writing proper fic set after the transition everything i say here will likely be scrapped and/or retooled but

the first question is what luz's reputation is outside the castle BEFORE belos dies. inside the actual castle she has a reputation for eccentricity and being very weird and saying weird shit and being impossible to read due to her chaotic personality.

(she isn't even TRYING to be a Crazy Unpredictable Eccentric type. but it manages to work in her favor because no one fukkin knows what her Deal is)

she has spent very very very little time outside the palace though, and when she HAS been outside she hasn't interacted much one-on-one with the general population. so i think that it's likely that the belos propaganda machine has worked, i think he probably made an active effort to establish luz as The Chosen Human Here To Save The Realm According To The Titan's Will because.... he's an asshole enamored with colonialism and cultural genocide. and this is a great way to cement a human supremacist legacy in the isles or whatever, without ever outing HIMSELF as human

What An Asshole .

after belos's death there's about a week of extremely public succession-oriented events and whatnot that luz navigates as carefully as she can. she already KNOWS that she puts her foot in her mouth when talking to people, so i imagine she does a lot of Active Listening and notetaking when she's conversing with people. so that she can compare notes with hunter later and figure out who's an ally and who's a two-faced monster. she's already covering up a murder and all of this extra performance fucking EXHAUSTS her, but i think she's actually better at it than she expects.

like, she already knows that everything the coven heads and corporate business types say has a double or triple meaning, so she's good at keeping her cards close to her chest and not making them promises

and then when interacting with more common people she is like. WAY more engaged and active and questioning than belos had been in like fifty years combined. she's not even playing a role she's just THRILLED to get to talk to NORMAL PEOPLE for like the FIRST TIME EVER. EVERY CONVERSATION IS SO NEW AND EXCITING

so like. i think it probably varies by individual and there may be variations in different towns based on whether she's committed any major faux pas....

but my INSTINCT is that. all of the coven heads and other powerful people find her fucking terrifying because they're like. 92% sure she killed belos (she did in fact kill belos) & they can't figure out what kind of game she's playing. everything she does seems so whimsical and calculated at the same time, this girl is a social chameleon political genius, she's way more enigmatic than belos, also she will probably murder anyone who gets in her way. and then go back to smiling and chatting very friendly-like with all the survivors

(there are elements of truth here and there in all of this but.... the idea that luz is faking her weird chaotic personality or her friendliness is 100% false. she really is just that excitable and ADHD.)

MEANWHILE. the general population are of course mourning the emperor they had for 50 years, most of them are too young to remember pre-belos times so it's like. losing a universal constant. but luz already had this reputation as a ~*~*~divine chosen one~*~*~ and then she ACTUALLY SEEMS TO CARE SO MUCH AND BE SO NICE. WHAT. average boiling isles resident thinks that the new empress is awesome and if anything happens to her they'll kill everyone in this room and then themselves

as for how people react when luz starts openly implementing more anti-empire laws or undoing certain laws already on the books or forming alliances with prior fugitives/undesirables..... that's a thornier political tangle that i'd probably need to unspool in actual fic. there are too many different variables involved like the coven heads, general propaganda, outside threats, wild witches, the emperor's coven, the titan himself, the on-the-books laws, school curriculums, etc etc etc. figuring out exactly how luz interacts with these factions & exactly how she uses her power & exactly what ripple effects this causes would require a VERY detailed plot outline.

#replies #toh #princess luz au #long post #now youve got me wanting to do another long thorny tangled political fic hearkening back to my homestuck days though #DONT LET ME. IT'S SO MUCH WORK YOU WOULD NOT BELIEEEVE

[letteredlettered]

What’s Love Lock about??

This, like too many of my H/D stories, is an amalgamation of several stories I wanted to tell. I couldn't really figure out how they fit together, which is why I stalled on it.

One aspect isn't really a narrative story; the premise is that Harry is the nicest guy you will ever meet. I am tired--so tired--of people saying that Harry is thick, and stupid, and clueless, and cruel, for not loving Draco back. So tired. By the Grace was an attempt to write a story that shows why Harry might not immediately fall in love with Draco, in case you forgot that Draco bullied Harry and Harry's friends, not to mention tried to kill them; in case you forgot that Draco was classist and bigoted and awful. Anyway, that story still had people saying that Harry was a dick, so the petty part of me wanted to see what happened if Harry was even kinder and more supportive but still happened to not love Draco.

In the story Harry's in love with Ginny, who broke up with him a long time ago. Harry has accepted that she doesn't love him the way he loves her, but he believes he will never move on from her. She was The One for him, and he hasn't ever had feelings or even been attracted to anyone else since, so he just assumes that he's not really made to love more than one person in his life.

The next element of the story is teaching at Hogwarts. I often make Harry an Auror, because I really think that even though he would not be happy being an Auror, he thinks that's what he wants to do, and Harry is stubborn, and also not super emotionally intelligent. Like I think it would take a long time for him to realize that he doesn't love it. Meanwhile I really struggle to make Draco an Auror, because I just think that he would be so bad at it, and that he wouldn't want to, except to get into Harry's pants. I can believe that Draco would try to be an Auror in order to redeem himself, but that requires a lot of backstory, when all I really want is coworkers-to-lovers stories over and over (I think that's probably my favorite kind of love story).

So anyway, it's hard to think of scenarios over and over where Harry is an Auror and Draco is not, but they still cross paths all the time, and I had never written a professors-at-Hogwarts story, so I thought I'd give it a try. And with Harry being Mr. Nice, I realized that you could tell some really interesting stories that show how Harry has grown, become aware of his own abuse, and is able to really connect with some children as a result of that. He's really good with children who are outcasts and have anger issues, and Draco goes melty every time he sees Harry Potter talking gently to some grumpy third year.

After writing Away Childish Things I got very into the idea that Draco has always had a mortifying crush on Harry, and I'm not clear why that's not a staple in H/D fics. For some inexplicable reason, it's way more often Harry who has always been in love, an idea which I find somewhat repellent. I find myself really frustrated at what fandom has done with the "Harry was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy" line; Harry was obsessed because he thought Draco was a Death Eater and would maybe kill someone, which by the way, Draco tried to do--several times!!! Like yeah, definitely, read gay into things all you want, but next to Draco's behavior, Harry has no more interest in Draco than a rock in his shoe. Draco, meanwhile, seems to only think of Harry in years 1-5, seems to shape his whole existence around getting a rise out of Harry Potter. This is someone who is obsessed, who rapidly became obsessed years ago that day on the train.

Anyway, I wanted to write a story that explored that kind of obsession, which is not necessarily love but is perhaps a little more than lust. I wanted to show how Draco hated it in himself and was ashamed of it, and kept trying to destroy it, and yet there Potter was, always being strong and brave and hot, and Draco could just never stop himself.

Anyway, I wanted to show that this obsession had a lot to do with Harry's image and how Harry comes across, and that once Draco comes to know Harry when they both teach at Hogwarts, Draco understands that Harry is not only strong and hot and brave, but also sincerely kind and just and good. That's when the real trouble begins, because Draco falls so hard in love that he knows he'll never recover, but here Potter is still holding a torch for Ginny. Still, Harry and Draco become quite good friends; they confide in each other; they do things for the students together; they all around enjoy each other. Harry knows that Draco is gay, and Draco knows all about Harry's feelings for Ginny.

The problem is that this story--Draco falling for Harry while teaching at Hogwarts and the two of them becoming friends--has a lot of little plots involving Draco and Harry helping and caring for the students, getting involved in their little woes and victories. So while the only big, overarching plot is Draco falling in love, there are many many little narratives within.

The reason this is a problem is that was all supposed to be backstory.

The present day story is a love potion accident + bonding; it not only makes Harry fall in love with Draco but makes it so that Harry has to be in Draco's proximity or else he falls dangerously ill. Harry also feels much better when being touched by Draco. Hopefully you can imagine Draco's torture, being so in love with Harry but knowing that it's not real; not only is it not real but Harry loves someone else; not only does Harry love someone else, but Harry is his friend, and taking advantage of him in this state would ruin that friendship. Harry, meanwhile, has trouble understanding that loving Draco is a spell at all; he confesses that he really admires Draco and likes him and that he believes he's fallen in love. Draco refuses to believe this and furthermore states he has zero interest in Harry so there is no possibility of physical romance.

The cure takes a really long time to invent.

Then when Harry does get the cure, it becomes obvious that loving Draco really was just part of the potion. However, some weeks later, Harry confesses that he's never really thought about his sexuality and that the potions accident made him realize that perhaps there were aspects of himself he hasn't explored; he confesses that since the cure, he's been thinking about Draco in a new way. He knows that Draco isn't into him in that way, given how Draco acted when Harry was under the influence, but Harry tells Draco how he feels and asks if he could become interested; he asks if they could try something like dating and see how it goes.

Draco says no. He's convinced that the potion, though it is cured, addled Harry's brain and made him think he's things he's not; Draco's so terrified of taking advantage of Harry that he refuses to even consider it.

Time goes on. Harry decides to try dating other people. He dates a man. Draco has a nervous breakdown. Then Draco and Harry get together; the end.

#harry potter #h/d #harry/draco

[tigermousse]

Rewritten

genres: dating simulator, otome, comedy, romance

Did you ever wanted your favorite book character become alive? Of course, you did. So in this game MC has a chance to meet characters from books and even fall in love with one of them (or with every one of them). Because they came out of their books to help MC open her aunt's bookstore in time. You will have a lot of work, but also plenty of time to spend it with your bookish bachelors. You can talk to them, found a place in our world that they would like to visit for a date, and even read into their story - literally - and find more about them.

This game is pretty short, cute, funny and colorful. It is lighthearted and heartwarming, with a tiny bit of drama. The art style is unique, because it differs for every character.

Because a novel is so short, romance feels too rushed, of course. Characters confess love after two days knowing each other. Ok, let's call it love on the first sight.

(yeah, on the first day it is too soon, let's talk about love in two days)

The other problem is that each route alone lacks a conclusion. I think that a little scene in the end would be nice. But after all, if you finish all the routes, you will have a conclusion and some bonus pictures.

MC (Nameable)

MC got a degree in English literature, but now she has a writer's block and in the meanwhile decided to come and help her aunt with the bookstore-opening project and maybe gather some inspiration for writing in the future. Hopefully romance with a book character will help with it.

She is funny, sassy and independent, but kind. I would say that her personality more or less depends on the character she is pursuing

My rating 4/5

Love Interests (MILD SPOILERS AHEAD):

Klaus

Klaus is literally the strong silent type. He is the knight from a fantasy novel and he doesn't talk a lot, but when he does, it is appropriate and to the point. He's really so cute, especially after first date. How can you not love a man, who loves all the creatures, big and small? And also cooks! Definitely a keeper.

My rating 5/5

Dr. Vincent Asimov Nightshade

Nightshade is a [mad] biology scientist from a sci-fi novel. He has seven PhD in botany - and other kinds of fantastic botany. A typical tsundere, and I love tsunderes, scientists and men in glasses. He's a bit of a narcissist, he likes talking about himself. He's sassy, clever but in fact you will find it east to embarrass him, because deep in his soul he's bashful and afraid of his own feelings. So he's confused, but it is a good thing that he will have MC at his side to help him sort the thing out.

My rating 4,5/5

Rosamel

Rosamel is the opposite of Nightshade. He's a poet from a fairy tale and he's in love with love. Sweet-talking, tender and romantic. Prepare yourself for a full-time love bombarding from him.

He seems giddy and airy, but I really loved how bittersweet his backstory turned out. You'll find out why despite his appearance his favorite color is blue and not pink.

My rating 5/5

Amos

Amos is a PI from a mystery detective series that MC liked as a kid. He's working with a bright young detective girl and speaks very fondly of her. So he's the only one whom MC really knew before. He's funny, smart and has got a bubbly personality and a zest for life. There's so many things that will light his interest. And he won't stop talking about them.

For me his story and character were a bit bland, not my cup of tea, but he is a nice guy anyway.

My rating 4/5

Morgan MacAllister (Mac)

Mac is a sea captain from a classic adventure novel which MC has heard about, but hasn't read, because she was intimidated by the seriousness of it. Probably it is a reference to a Moby Dick, though the plot of Mac's book ші different.

He's looking pretty much intimidating and not very talkative. Definitely not a romantic. But if MC chooses to know him better, she'll find out that he has a kind heart and a crude sense of humor. In the past he was harsh to his crew and did thing that he regrets now. But nevertheless now he's caring about MC and tries hard to help her and make her feel comfortable.

My rating 3,5/5

Overall:

Visual: 5/5

Story: 4/5

Characters: 5/5

Romance: 3/5

Originality: 3/5

My Rating: 4/5

The game is free! You can get it on itch.io

#rewritten #visual novel #video game #video games #otome #my review #my #personal #Tiger Mousse

[disaster-on-the-horizon]

Feedback Fest let's gooo!

Here's 10 recommendations from me, in no particular order

1] More Than A Sidekick, by Jason_Todds_Thigh_Holster (Henry Danger)

Oh, the classic "I have to pretend I don't care about you at all to save you, meanwhile I would give the whole word to you"-trope (totally official name). Mixed with the character in danger having relatively low self-worth and a usual "rough around the edges"-caretaker/mentor, it's just HMMMM (/pos)! I'm already a sucker for characters in hostage situations, so pairing these together is Such Good Soup. I personally didn't even keep up much with Henry Danger after my childhood, but the characters are already so nicely characterized within the fic itself, that you truly don't feel like you miss anything.

2] [injury] of a salesman, by becki (Deltarune)

It's only a one shot, but everything that happens is so well organized and shown that I keep forgetting. "basically just lots of spamton getting the love and care he needs" (author's tag) describes it well, and I am HERE for it. Especially the part where the two eat together tugs at my heartstrings, I love characters with some form of food-insecurity being allowed to eat freely. Swatch as a character is also such a delight.

3] URL not found, by Aster269 (@aster269) (Deltarune)

Quite a long one, this time; I read it while it was still going, and it was worth waiting for every update! The Addisons have very clearly established personalities and beliefs that are explained through their backstory. It's also very interesting to see every facet of their life, from childhood, to Big Shot Era to reunion. And personally, I can't get enough of the Addison Family unconditionally loving and supporting each other <3

4] The Wake-Up Call, by cookiescrumbles (Wander Over Yonder)

Wander. Has. Issues. And they are very well acknowledged here.

His personality really shines through here, both in the way he acts and talks. The entire concept is also very sweet; and I love Sylvia's and Wander's relationship. Shout out to the Hat, for getting Wander what he needs!

5] Tiny Reverberations, by Sylphidine_Gallimaufry (@sylphidine) (Deltarune)

SO! CUTE! Very short, but that just contributes to how fun of a read it is. It's pure fluff, and that mixed with Spam's reaction due to his low self-worth is balm for the soul <3 It's just so adorable; love the kitty <3

6] Mourning Dove, by LynnCanigula15 (@moonbeam-dragon) (Darkwing Duck)

I must say, I'm always a fan of people talking about the kinda messed-up stuff that happens in DW sometimes. And I think how the other three members of the F4 react to this - relatively complicated - situation is very much in character for who they are. Big fan of angst, and Bushroot's state of mind is especially interestingly described and established in chapter 2.

7] Back Alley Beatdown, by SwoodMaxProductions (@swoodthis) (Deltarune)

I love seeing Spamton fighting tooth and nail, knowing his own advantages. Sweet Cap'n Cakes are also very sweet and considered to the Spam Man here; making sure to reassure him when necessary. The description of the parts carefully placed beside him is a personal favourite of mine here! It also has a very nice conclusion.

8] Last of your Kind, by Vanyel (@boonbeenblade) (Cult of the Lamb)

It manages to say what it wants so clearly and concisely, seeing the length that it is. The use of language is truly phenomenal, and it shows a very cool outlook on the relationship between the Lamb and TOWW. Even though the fic depicts events that you literally play yourself, it manages to give an interesting outlook on them, making one able to experience them again as if from fresh eyes, from the perspective of the character. The second-person writing comes off as very natural.

9] Ever so slightly, by Pancakes_for_Dragons (Deltarune)

Sometimes I need a story that is just unapologetic angst. The fic gives Rouxls a very clear persona that reflects on his literal state as the "Rules Card" very well. How his relationship with Lancer grows is really sweet; and especially "I’m thoust Lesser father, surely that musteth count for something." and the whole event around it, still has a space in my mind, since the first time I read it!

10] breathe, breathe, by SteveSmackdown2014 (School for Vampires)

Again, just a very sweet story. It's very easy to see it both from Oskar's (with all the knowledge we have as viewers) and from Sunshine's (with a more 'normal', human outlook) perspective; and why they both react the way they do. Oskar's fear is shown as so very real, but the actual moment is just as sweet.

(Deviders by yizaicons)

#Changed my mind an decided to tag them afterall. Hope everyone is correct #You can definitely somewhat read my fanfic habits out of this list lol #Tried to include different authors and fandoms in this though #other's writing #ao3 fics #fanfic rec #fanfic reccomendation #feedback fest #feedbackfest #ifd2024 #international fanworks day #henry danger fanfic #deltarune fanfiction #wander over yonder fanfiction #darkwing duck fanfiction #cult of the lamb fanfic #school for vampires fanfiction