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smart bookworm and the giant spirit that wont leave her alone tasked with protecting her
#g/t#g/t art#giant/tiny#g/t community#g/t ocs#sfw g/t#oc — dambi#oc — gi#i still cant believe i have have these two for years likw.. excuse me.#THAT ART. TOOK OVER 5 HOURS#spiritstar world
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No, you don't get it. I'm not waiting for the next Sanders Sides episode. I'm patient and I know we will get something eventually, I think Thomas deserves to take his time.
What I am waiting for is for the fandom to pick up again so we can have more
ROMANTIC DRLAMP FANFICS
Like, guys!!!! Why are DRLAMP fics almost always either slightly ambiguously platonic or just orgy smut? Where is my original setting fic with Roman kissing Patton good luck before his date with Janus? Remus betting with his brother over how many of their boyfriends they can woo the fastest? Virgil being nervous about preparing a dinner date for six? Logan making a timetable for quality time with each of his partners?
There were so many more some time ago, let's get back to that!
#I'm kidding of course x)#there are still romantic drlamp fics#Faded Beauty by SpiritStar for example#but there are still not very many compared to before#not that there is anything wrong with platonic shipping#I'm just a little tired of the 'can be seen as romantic or platonic' tag#I just want to see them smooch#x)#drlamp#please don't take this post seriously
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Dirty Paws - Chapter 17
We're getting in AAI2 everyone!
@wardencommanderrodimiss @pachelbelsheadcanon
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Larry leans against the wall to catch his breath, looking out at the crowd that has finally abandoned his stand and lets out a huge sigh.
“You’re doing this for Sissel.”
“Fuck you.” Larry tells Shi-Long without venom, “I know I told you to remind me of that but fuck you.”
“I could have helped you clean this place out-”
“You have a bad leg and helped me move a couch!” Larry whirls on him, where Shi-Long sits in the back of the stand, legs propped up and undoubtedly reading fanfic on his phone, keeping him company. “and it wasn’t that hard just…”
“You’d moved, gotten a cat, and been accused of murder in the two weeks before it?” Shi-Long offers and Larry rolls his eyes.
“Life goes on. And trust me, tax collectors do not care how bad your life’s been, so I need this to make money.” Larry reaches up to run a hand through his hair, “at least until…” He pauses, words dying on his tongue and chest getting tight.
“Until?”
Larry swallows hard, “until I get published.” That makes Shi-Long lower his phone, to look over at him, eyes softening.
“You’re a fantastic writer Stripes. Elise thought so too.”
He nods jerkily, because there’s not a lot, he can say to that, other than that the thought of getting published hurts. He’d given her agent the okay to publish the book they’d been working on, but he hadn’t heard back about that yet. Takes time. He knows they’ll want him for that, he wishes he had Elise here for that, to guide him through his first press tour.
But he’s on his own now.
He closes the window a moment, to come sit by Shi-Long, who immediately leans into him, Larry takes the comfort as best he can when they’re both crammed into his small hot dog stand, trying to sell hot dogs, and just get through today.
Larry looks over to Shi-Long’s phone, “Are you rereading my fic?”
“It’s good.”
Larry manages a smile at that at least, brief but manages one. The fanfic is at least easy to write, the words coming easy, when the mere thought of his own original story makes all creativity stop. When all he can think about when he goes to write is the support he no longer has.
They sit in silence a bit, Shi-Long pulls up what looks like a news video of the press conference happening in the park, but the scrawl is in a language Larry can’t place. He squints at it and then asks, “Shi-Long?”
“Yeah writer-boy?”
“Where are you from?”
He gets a warm chuckle in response, sharp eyes flickering to him, “Oh?”
“I… you sent me a message once, in a different language, and I think it’s the same language as that, and I’m a dumbass American, so I don’t know what language it is, so…”
Shi-Long is silent for a moment before he sighs, “I’m Zheng Faian.” At Larry’s blank look he explains, “the Republic of Zheng Fa.” He nods to his phone, “that’s our president speaking.” Something flickers on his face, and Larry thinks that if he asks, Shi-Long would tell him.
He thinks Shi-Long doesn’t want him to ask.
So, he just nods, and trusts that Lang will tell him when he’s ready. He returns to running his hot dog stand.
He pauses, and slowly leans out the window, “hey.”
“Hey what?”
“Didn’t we have more balloons?!? I think someone stole one!”
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It was clear that Wolf was done talking about his past, and he turned the question on him. “What about you? I remember you and Firebirdstorm explaining the Clan thing to me when we were younger, but what is SpiritClan’s story?”
Orangestripe paused, his mouth parted slightly, “I… I don’t know. The older cats in the Clan just sort of act like we’ve always lived here, but there was…” he stirred the dirt with his paw, “the war with Spark. And Spiritstar’s aunt… There were things that happened that no one wants to talk about and I don’t know why.”
Wolf sighed out his nose and looked off, towards where SpiritClan’s camp lay, “perhaps you should ask your Clanmates. It sounds like these are things you should know.”
Orangestripe sighed himself and nodded. “I think I know who to ask too.”
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“Is this a dig about me asking you for your Clan’s lore?” Shi-Long is laughing though and Larry grins at him, leaning against the counter, no one has come up for hot dogs in a good twenty minutes, so Larry’s been writing on his phone but passed it to Shi-Long to charge it since the battery started getting low.
So of course, he reads it, and now they’re teasing and Larry’s chest feels lighter than it has in a bit. “And I thought of this really cool idea for why the Clan uses the name spirit a lot, and why despite living in the middle of nowhere with no other Clans around they have the Warrior Code!”
Shi-Long arches a brow and grins, “well, I look forward to reading it.”
Larry shoves off the counter to go get a bucket and wipe things down, something to do to pass the time. At least he’s made a decent amount of money today, which will pay his and Sissel’s bills. He doesn’t want to ask Shi-Long or Edgeworth for help.
Not yet. He’s got his savings and shit, he’ll be alright, so long as he isn’t stupid about not working or something like that.
Shame writing fanfic doesn’t pay the bills.
Larry’s mentally trying to figure out of there’s a way to get a Patreon set up without violating Ao3’s ToS and probably scrubbed the same spot for the past minute when he hears a firework go off.
The next thing he knows he’s on the floor, a heavy and warm body pressed against him, Shi-Long’s face twisted into a snarl, the hand that’s not holding him off Larry down at his belt. At his gun, Larry’s brain helpfully provides, as he registers that he’s lost the American game of Gunshot or Firework, but also that Shi-Long is pressed against him.
He goes still under Shi-Long, neither of them moving before he breathes out and relaxes, “fuck.” He turns his head to look to where his phone lays on the floor, “I think that was at the speech.”
Larry should say something, anything really, but he’s still processing that Shi-Long’s immediate response to hearing a gunshot was to shove him to the floor before he blurts out something stupid, as he’s prone to doing. “Wait, so you can get shot but-”
Shi-Long snaps his head back around to stare Larry dead in the eyes, his face inches from Larry’s, “no, Stripes, you are not allowed to get shot.”
Larry stays there for several seconds, even after Shi-Long shoves himself back up to his feet, very smoothly for someone who probably shouldn’t be putting weight on that leg. He’s only pulled out of it when Shi-Long’s hand comes into view.
“Come on,” he pulls him up, “let’s see what the news has to say.”
He’s still a little shaken though and is grateful when Shi-Long doesn’t say anything about how he leans into him to watch the news.
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“Feathersong?” Orangestripe’s voice was hesitant as he paused at the entrance to the elder’s den, “Feathersong are you there?”
It did not take long to spot his former mentor, she had raised her head from her nest to look up, “oh, Orangestripe. Come to visit, have you?”
He slipped in, shaking his pelt off before he sat down, to curl his tail around his paws, grateful it was just the two of them, “I had a question. Well, several, and I thought you might be… willing to answer.”
The she-cat blinked gently at him, “I will always be happy to mentor you, Orangestripe, what do you want to know?”
He swallowed and spoke, “where did SpiritClan come from? And why did Spark’s group hate us so much, that he would kill Stonespirit and kidnap Sharppaw? So much happened, I don’t- I don’t understand, no one talks about it, but…” He flattened his ears as he saw the trepidation on her face, “please. We’re all living with the consequences of a story we don’t know.”
Feathersong considered his words, and sat up, to wash her fur, “no. You are right, you deserve to know.” She stretched out, Orangestripe shifted to the side so that she could, before she settled in her nest again, “there is so much we have failed to tell you all. We hoped, I suppose, to protect you. To leave it all behind, but… we are named SpiritClan for a reason.”
Orangetripe’s ears pricked up, but he held his tongue, Feathersong got a distant look in her eyes, looking past him to recall this story.
“You see, I was born before SpiritClan, during the first war with Spark.”
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“The what?”
“Fuck’s sake Shi-Long.” Larry about jumped out of his skin, he was still a bit on edge after the shooting, even if it seemed no one had been injured, so he’d been writing on his phone, it was his hot dog stand, he could take a fifteen minute break to write Warrior Cats fanfic if he wanted, it was his coping mechanism.
He had not expected Lang to lean over his shoulder and read his fic.
“Sorry Stripes, just happened to see ‘the first war with Spark’, what lore are you dropping?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know Wolf-boy?”
Shi-Long flashes his crooked smirk again, and Larry grins back, and he finds he’s less shaky now, “listen, I will let you read it first, but you have to let me write it all so I can hit you with it to make sure it lands right. Sounds cool, and not like an ass pull.”
Shi-Long throws him a thumbs up and sits back down, “that I can do. But I do have a question.”
“Yeah?”
“Who’s Feathersong? Like, if I’m Wolf, and the pretty-boy prosector’s Demon, then…”
Larry shakes his head with a shrug, “she isn’t anyone really. She was just an OC. I might’ve based her a little off a teacher I had, in like, grade school, before I rewrote the damn thing. She’s… I’m making her a bit more like Elise, shit, uh, Misty, these days, because well…” He trails off, but he doesn’t really need to say it. She was his mentor.
Shi-Long gives him a moment and then prompts, “anyone else in there someone I should know?”
Larry is relieved that Shi-Long, even in person, loves to encourage his ramblings, and he claps his hands together, “well, Spiritstar was Mia Fey, a defense attorney, she was… she was really nice and was great for Nick, I- God I don’t want to kill her, man, it feels nice that I can have her here and watching Nick like she should’ve gotten to.” He doesn’t think about Mia, he tries not to at least, to think about how she can summon her sister for Nick but there’s no one to summon her for her. He swallows hard, “And Cherrywing is her sister, and Nick’s other best friend, Maya. Splashpaw’s Maya’s younger cousin.”
“You are going to get sued.”
“I’m not making money off this, get off me.”
Shi-Long barks with laughter at that, and Larry grins, picking up steam, “Darkleaf ended up working out for someone, uh, the guy who murdered Misty.”
“Figured that one.”
“That’s… a story itself, but uh, otherwise, they’re all just OCs for padding out the Clan. I’m attached to a few of them, but otherwise they’re just like Thornclaw, just the guy who’s always on patrol or whatever. They’re not important.”
“Canon.”
Larry grins, and shoves Shi-Long before he gets to his feet to head back to the counter and lean against it, “oh. There’s Stonespirit. That’s based on Edgy’s dad, he…” He pauses and looks at Shi-Long guiltily, “I don’t know that I should tell you that story, that ones more Edgy’s than mine. Just, he died when we were younger and the whole, Spark killed him and adopted his son thing did happen.”
“I do know about Manfred Von Karma.”
“Good.” Larry bites the word out, and sees Shi-Long’s look of approval, agreeing with his bitterness, his protective streak and it’s nice, it’s vindicating, “I am so glad I could write him into a fic and brutally kill him, like, he’s Franziska’s dad and all but fuck him. But yeah, this whole thing started because I was kinda, coping with that, because when you’re nine and your best friend’s dad gets murdered…” he gestures with one hand, “sucks!” It does a lot but he doesn’t have the words nor desire to talk about it, “I’m forgetting someone…” He pauses and tilts his head to think. “Oh. Timber and Bird are two detectives that Edgy knows, they’re good and support him, and it’s a low bar but these days not enough clear it, so yeah, they do their jobs and they’re good. Dapplepaw’s Kay of course.”
“Not Crowpaw?”
“I thought about it, but I was thinking Dappleshade for her? I really liked the sound of it, and she feels like such a tortoiseshell.”
Shi-Long nods as though Larry isn’t saying some of the weirdest things out of context, “and uh, Beetlelight! That’s it.”
“Who’s he? I know he’s shown up once or twice in the fic but…”
Larry pauses, his eyes narrowed, “I… I don’t know, is the thing? I barely remember him in my own fic, honestly but I know he used to be someone. I think he used to be someone? I’m too attached to him to remove him at this point in any case.”
“Do you not have notes?”
“I mean, I do now, but I originally wrote this fic when I was like, twelve. You read the original one, you know it wasn’t great!”
“I liked it.”
Larry gets a stupid grin, and ducks his head, “yeah, well, thanks Wolfman, but it was rough. I’d know, I reread it to rewrite the damn thing. Originally wrote a lot of it in class instead of focusing on learning. There wasn’t a plot, other than the happy ending I wanted.” He waves a hand again, “that Edgy would come back and we’d be the three muskateers again and Nick would…” Larry trails off, he doesn’t want to think about what Nick got like when he thought about Edgy back then. “Honestly, our parents probably shoulda sent us both to therapy, but hey.” He grins at Shi-Long, “I got an international furry out of it so-”
Shi-Long flips him off and Larry pretends to catch it like a kiss, both of them laughing, the tension breaking and easing, and Larry is so, so, glad at least this fantasy played out close to what he’d wanted when he was a kid.
Of getting to meet WolfDragon and getting along.
Their banter is interrupted by Shi-Long’s phone ringing, he grabs it and gets to his feet, “boss calling.” He steps out the back, already answering, and Larry’s chest hurts slightly at the sight of his back.
He doesn’t know when they’re gonna be able to meet up like this again.
He goes back to wiping down the stand, he’s got nothing better to do after all, until Shi-Long gets back. It seems most people have left, probably been herded off to see who could give statements, and then sent home so investigations could proceed.
“Well, hey stranger.”
Larry looks up with a grin, “should I be grateful you’re not just stealing my hot dogs?” Kay grins back at him brightly.
“I am not that kind of thief! I only steal from the corrupt, so that the hidden truth can be brought to light.”
A sentiment Larry knows well, when so much has been hidden by those tasked with seeking justice lately it seems. He knows that’s part of why Nick’s getting the respect he is, when it feels like every day someone else gets caught with forged evidence, an honest lawyer is a rare sight in this city.
“Yeah well, what are you doing here?”
“Buying hot dogs while Edgeworth talks to people, I needed a snack.”
Larry raises his brows, “oh he’s here?” He doesn’t want to go bother him while he’s working, he doesn’t have anything to add, but if he’s working he might appreciate someone checking on him, “sounds like that whole thing is a mess.”
“Yeah, no kidding. And I think they stole one of your balloons…” Kay looked over, and Larry bites back a curse.
“So that’s where the daang thing went.” He sets a hot dog in front of Kay and waves away payment. She’s one of Edgy’s, and a kid. With no other clear parental figure around. He’s not taking money from her.
“Yup. Hope you don’t want it back, it’s evidence. And also got shot. People keep talking about some Gourd Lake monster?”
Larry sets another hot dog down, “ask no more questions.”
Kay’s grin widens and she eager accepts both hot dogs, biting into the first one eagerly, “oh whoa! These are good!”
Larry gives her a dirty look, “my skills aren’t just limited to larping the Steel Samurai you know.” She laughs, and leans against the stand.
“Did you see who nicked your balloon?”
Larry shakes his head, with a grimace, “I have terrible luck with balloons and this stand.” He sees Kay’s eyes light up at the information and hurriedly presses again before he can be pressed on that, “if I’d seen anything I’d let you know but there was a lunch rush, and then basically nothing. I think I saw an ice cream stand at one point, they might’ve seen something since they’re closer but I’m too far away to see anything. I did hear the shot but that’s about it.”
“How many shots did you hear?”
“Just one?” Larry pauses to think about it, “we were watching a stream of the speech too, so I might’ve heard two, or that might’ve been the stream?” He was a bit distracted, since he’d thought it was a firework, and then, you know, been tackled to the floor.
“We?” Kay prompts, standing on her tiptoes to see further into the stand.
Larry pauses, eyes flicking about wildly, “yeah, I have an assistant in here, Edgy isn’t the only one who can get some help you know!”
At that moment, Shi-Long comes back in, “that went better than expected.” He sounded cheerful, as he drops back to his old seat and flips open something on his phone, “but I’m going to be busy the next few days Writer-boy, something else came up.”
Kay’s eyebrows raise at what was clearly Shi-Long Lang’s voice, and her grin widens at writer-boy. She gives Larry a mischievous look, but there was something else to it, like she’s trying to piece something together or tell him something with it.
Larry just silently sets another hot dog on the counter.
#This chapter is mostly set up for chapter 18 but whatever#There's good stuff in here#Larry writes Warrior Cats
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Summary: Virgil was born blind. Unable to see the words his soulmates write him, only feel the tingle as they wrote. His parents told him what was written and wrote back for him. But what if it had all been a lie? A lie he didn't discover until college when his three soulmates are already together and completely unaware of his existence?
Author: SpiritStar
Note from submitter: incomplete but i love this one
#official fic poll#haveyoureadthisfic#pollblr#fanfiction#fanfic#tumblr polls#fandom culture#internet culture#fandom poll#Blindly In Love#sanders sides#LAMP#Remus/Janus/Sleep/Dr. Emile Picani
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Just like you meme with Fleetpaw!! Some LORE
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I've had some luck with some pretty girls recently! Plus a screenshot of the current king in full glory
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tomorrow is the cursed day my dudes
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Felt like Chica was needed! Much love!
#yoinks#markiplier#markimoo#chica#spacepuppers#spacedoggo#galaxy#space#markiplier fan art#fan art#puppers#doggo#spiritstar#crankgameplays#icedarkroast#bork#charity art#charity stream
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Popular Sanders Sides Fics You May Have Missed
AO3 is great in many ways, but it has some flaws. One problem is that fics which are on the top page or two when sorting by kudos/comments/bookmarks tend to be the easiest for new fans to find, which leads them to get even more kudos/comments/bookmarks. A fic which establishes itself early in a fandom’s history can easily amass an insurmountable amount of feedback compared with most fics in the fandom.
Sanders Sides fandom suffers from this effect too - 85% of the top 20 most-kudosed fics were originally uploaded (Date Posted) in the first year and a half of the fandom’s existence - that is, the period Jan 2017 - Jun 2018. The most popular of these has more than twice the kudos of the most popular fic posted after this period. There is nothing wrong with these fics in and of themselves - I’ve read and enjoyed most of them! - but it’s a little unfair to the great fics that came later.
So to share the love around, I’ve put together a list of some of the most-kudosed fics that didn’t make the top 20 and that date from later on in the fandom’s history. This isn’t necessarily a rec list - I haven’t read most of these myself! - but it’s a guide to some more modern fics that could be worth your attention.
Thanks for reading!
Originally Posted July - December 2018
The Black Hole Group Chat - Greenninjagal - 1746 kudos
Like It or Not - crystalxcobweb - 1130 kudos
Sleeping on Secrets - journalanxiety - 1122 kudos
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No Starting Over - centreoftheselights - 1041 kudos
Three Times Virgil Didn't Notice (And the One Time He Did) - journalanxiety - 1035 kudos
Secrets - DakCake - 1032 kudos
Falling for You (Literally) - charlesss - 1007 kudos
Offer Me His Lips - centreoftheselights - 1000 kudos
A Dragon's Tail - Acantha_Echo - 986 kudos
Originally Posted January - June 2019
Shatter - rosegoldroman - 1441 kudos
Homeroom Angels - centreoftheselights - 1292 kudos
Mind if I Slytherin? - patentpending - 1259 kudos
what you choose to put in the ground - SoDoRoses - 1016 kudos
of quiet birds in circled flight - SoDoRoses - 970 kudos
confuse my tongue with your tombstone - SoDoRoses - 928 kudos
Monster - patentpending - 895 kudos
chivalry is dead - UncrownedKing - 863 kudos
The Hardest Act To Follow - AvalorousChoice - 800 kudos
and i watered it in fears - SoDoRoses - 785 kudos
Originally Posted July - December 2019
Everytime We Touch (I get this feeling) - Jinx72 - 1608 kudos
a favorite star in the heavens - Felilla - 1093 kudos
Sanders Side Drabbles - Beautiful_Doom - 997 kudos
A Game of Vice - coconutcluster - 971 kudos
watch it burn and rust - delimeful - 876 kudos
disturbance of the peace - peachsneakers - 856 kudos
The Gold of Your Heart - SocialBookWorm - 841 kudos
Family Resemblance - coconutcluster - 832 kudos
Dadceit Oneshots and Things - Jungle321jungle - 809 kudos
Sanders Sides Ficlets - Izzyfandoms - 801 kudos
Originally Posted January - June 2020
What You Can Stand - ManyFandomsOneLog - 800 kudos
That Pawful Life - SpiritStar - 705 kudos
Sometimes Labels Fail - AdrianaintheSnow - 689 kudos
Monsters of the Subconscious - Quarantinevibes - 637 kudos
Self Love - parallelmonsoon - 635 kudos
Sometimes Label Shift (Mini Fic Collection) - AdrianaintheSnow - 632 kudos
V is for Virgil - rockergirl57 - 588 kudos
Bother Me a Little Bit Longer - patentpending - 571 kudos
Sanders Sides Fluffuary 2020 - Crownonymous - 556 kudos
was nick carraway gay for gatsby? - moonjuicewiththepresident - 554 kudos
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It's so weird going on Animal Jam now in 2020 and seeing all the new jammers who don't know squat because I have been using it since 2011 and let me tell you, it was a weird.
Regular wolves were the absolute coolest thing ever.
The Pillow Room was originally a doctor's office.
The Arcade and diamonds didn't exist.
Instead of the Diamond Room in Jamal Township, there was a dance party room (kind of like a club).
Only members could change the colors of items.
Some of the newest animals were the average foxes and dolphins.
We had these vampires vs werewolves wars. I was a vampire. So you would pretty much change your eye color to red, wear sunglasses or sunhats to Crystal Sands, and only drink the red strawberry smoothies. Telling someone you were a "vamp" (short for vampire) was as big of a deal as coming out as gay. You would even invite some people over to your den and take turns "sucking their blood" and turning them into a vampire. To this day, I am still a vamp.
When the Summer Carnival was invented, not only was it fun, but it was a HUGE deal- like a real life carnival was in town.
During the Obama vs McCain election in 2012, everyone danced in Jamal Township and colored themselves either blue or red, depending on who they wanted to win.
Everyone would go to the movie theater and rewatch the same video of gekos over and over again.
All you had to do to get a date was to make a heart reaction at someone. If they did it back, tada! You're a couple. (My first plushie ended up looking like my "online boyfriend" so I still have it. I don't even remember who that guy was.
You never saw someone's username unless you clicked on their animal. As people were just walking around, you saw their animal's name (example, all of my avatars are named Blossom Spiritstar).
It was not uncommon to have a "plushie party" where people would completely cover their entire dens in plushies. If you really liked one, the owner could gift it to you or trade a pillow for it or something.
#animal jam#national geographic#vampires vs werewolves#vamp#werewolf#the more you know#a trip down memory lane
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Anon is off rn.
If you’re one of the people who sent SpiritStar hate, at least have the spine to own it. If you don’t, why, do you think people might disapprove of what you did? Maybe there’s a reason for that.
#i am literally so fucking livid and feel physically sick#you wanna see my teeth and claws?#bully someone besides me#just fucking WATCH what happens you cowards
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he cant escape the silly spirit kid that calls him smokey
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My girl Spiritwing (she refuses to take her new name Spiritstar until she knows she has deserved it) she’s part of this RP/ARPG group I am hosting that’s the same as the warrior cat plot but of course with different story lines, clans and cats themselves. Even the other clan leaders refuses to take their new names until they earn their new names from Starclan
Spiritwing, Leader of the Lagoon Clan
Female, 34 moons (more or less 23 years old in human), bisexual
Closest friends: Ravenpelt, Acornbriar, Ghoststep (Isle Clan), Shellstream
Family: unamed cat for now and Blackthorn
Mentors: Adderscar and Lynxshade
Friends: Ambersight (Orchard Clan), Timberclaw (Tundra Clan), Wavebrook (Flood Clan), Wilddusk (Meadow Clan), Stagsnout (Plataeu Clan), Leopardshade (Mountain Clan) [all leaders], Rainbeam, Liontail, Brightblossom
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Wolf I think I’m funny so #1 for the fic writer asks, for Dirty Paws, but any song other than Dirty Paws. And also 15 and 16, if you like.
Oh you think you're funny, I'm about to be hilarious.
#1 Share a song that makes you think of [fic title]
King and Lionheart by Of Monsters and Men.
If I have to change bands too, Always Gold by Radical Face for various relationships breaking down while clinging to them
# 18 What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?
Oh god there's so many good lines I've got, be they funny or devastating...
Which is worse, he wonders. The grief at no closure or to drag out the inevitable.
That's technically two lines hmmm
Damn it, that's multiple lines about killing Spiritstar... I'll go with the cheat via two lines.
19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.
He closes the window a moment, to come sit by Shi-Long, who immediately leans into him, Larry takes the comfort as best he can when they’re both crammed into his small hot dog stand, trying to sell hot dogs, and just get through today.
Larry looks over to Shi-Long’s phone, “Are you rereading my fic?”
“It’s good.”
Larry manages a smile at that at least, brief but manages one. The fanfic is at least easy to write, the words coming easy, when the mere thought of his own original story makes all creativity stop. When all he can think about when he goes to write is the support he no longer has.
They sit in silence a bit, Shi-Long pulls up what looks like a news video of the press conference happening in the park, but the scrawl is in a language Larry can’t place. He squints at it and then asks, “Shi-Long?”
“Yeah writer-boy?”
“Where are you from?”
He gets a warm chuckle in response, sharp eyes flickering to him, “Oh?”
“I… you sent me a message once, in a different language, and I think it’s the same language as that, and I’m a dumbass American, so I don’t know what language it is, so…”
Shi-Long is silent for a moment before he sighs, “I’m Zheng Faian.” At Larry’s blank look he explains, “the Republic of Zheng Fa.” He nods to his phone, “that’s our president speaking.” Something flickers on his face, and Larry thinks that if he asks, Shi-Long would tell him.
He thinks Shi-Long doesn’t want him to ask.
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Starting dressing some dragons so I could get a feel for them and start some lore snippets for them! Meet Spiritstar and Highrock! Spirit is one of the shop owners who serves black coffee/tea and darker styled drinks! Highrock is a traveler of sorts, not sure what else to give her honestly.
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