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when characters ask their asshole bosses if they can leave early bc they're sick and their boss says no <3

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I’m obsessed with the idea of ‘a cold gone to the chest’.

When someone starts off sniffling and sneezing, head stuffy and genuinely a bit run down only for it turn into a wretched cough and a fever.

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part 2 to this!

in which jayce doesn’t stop— and viktor doesn’t stop him either

bonus panel welcome back vi

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if anyone feels bad that their fic might contain medical inaccuracies, be comforted to know that whatever creative liberties you take with your medical scenes can never be worse than the one I just read. where one character tries to stop the bleeding on their friend's head wound by putting a tourniquet around their neck

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I feel conflicted with this, it honestly doesn’t really even matter to me, but I lowkey live for sickness Whump 😭😭

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yeah these two men fuck and the sex lasts 3 months because she’s the slowest writer constantly at war with writer’s block and various temptations that distract her from writing (she is me)

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A teammate-Whumpee who had been so soft, fragile, and innocent prior to the kidnapping by the team’s enemy. Whumpee then escaping and managing to get back to their team.

They all treat and expect them to be just as innocent and soft as before, not realizing what they’d been through since Whumpee never spoke about it. And to be fair, they certainly look more small and frail after the time spent with Whumper’s mistreatment.

Then something happens where Whumpee is injured on a mission despite the team’s efforts to ‘keep their fragile teammate safe’. They all tiptoe around them, expecting them to be terrified/panic if they knew how bad the injury actually was. They use soothing words, refusing to tell them the details of how bad it looked.

Instead, Whumpee finally convinces one of them to ‘tell it to them straight’. And when they hear how bad it was, they shrug. They act completely nonchalant about it, to the team’s surprise. They react the exact opposite of how they’d expect their old Whumpee would have reacted to such an injury. Whumpee even wonders why they haven’t started the treatment yet, urging the medic of the team to get the stitches and gauze ready.

“We’re waiting for anesthetics. It will hurt worse, if don’t.”

“And I’d rather you get it done and over with so we can continue the mission.”

“You’re hurt! It’s bad!”

“I’ve had worse.”

“I don’t think you understand just how-”

“I understand plenty. It doesn’t hurt nearly as bad as (insert way worse injury that the enemy gave h them).”

And they all look on in horror because that was the first time Whumpee even suggested they’d been hurt that badly before.

And then as medic is working, they realize the amount of scars— both healed and just recently fading from the pink— littering Whumpee’s body and they realize ‘oh’. They hadn’t been harmed just that one time. It had been many. Tortured who knows how many times.

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Reminders for fanfic writers who think it “doesn’t count”

✦ Your writing counts. like, a lot. If someone felt something because of what you wrote, then it matters. That scene you almost didn’t post? Yeah. Believe me, someone out there bookmarked it for a reason.

✦ Writing existing characters doesn’t make it “less than.” You’re building arcs, crafting dialogue, emotion, pacing. You’re studying character psychology like a scientist. That’s not “just fanfic,” that’s storytelling.

✦ “but it’s just fanfic” ...no. STOP, it’s craft. It’s understanding tone. It’s hitting emotional beats. It’s layering theme and backstory and prose into something people feel. You’re doing the work, you just don’t get graded on it. (Which, honestly is a blessing.)

✦ Writing fanfic means you love stories enough to live inside them. You care, deeply. You care enough to reimagine, to explore, to add something of yourself to a world you didn’t create and somehow still make it feel brand new.

✦ Someone out there rereads your fic like it’s their favorite book. Maybe they’ve saved a line to their notes app,or they quote it to a friend. Maybe they just think about it when they’re having a bad day. That little fic you almost deleted, it’s comfort now.

✦ Your comments section is real. Every “I needed this” and “this made me cry in a good way” is proof, you don’t need a book deal to matter. You don’t need a publisher to have an impact, because you already do.

FANFIC IS WRITING! Fanfic is yours.

You’re not “just” anything. You’re a writer, own it. Be proud of that.

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I feel like the part where his husband just audits to watch is so crazy???? I need to know more about their dynamic. Also teaching with a tissue over the nose IS just crazy. I am eating this up!

IT IS CRAZY! I mean, its definitely practical but also the most distracting thing ever. Unfortunately, because I never took a class with his husband, Im not sure what he's like as a teacher. HOWEVER, allow me to ramble off a few dynamic obs about them.

Obs under cut

Having class with Russian professor then going to my internship with his husband gives me such insane whiplash. They work at two different colleges about 25 minutes apart and just hop between buildings during their breaks. Dont ask me how it works, I have no idea.

Not only are they nearly polar opposites of one another, Russian professor is insanely different outside of the class. He has a reputation for being critical and having unobtainable standards, I nearly failed his class my first year. His husband is the exact opposite, he still has that strict professor vibe but he's more gentle and understanding in his teaching. Again, not sure how he is in the classroom, but Ive been able to sit down and have an actual conversation with him on many occasions.

Anyway, SNEEZE TIME

Im often working with the husband late into the night; comparing notes, writing reports, updating databases, etc. This means that Russian professor almost always stumbles in while Im still there, makes himself some food (God bless that microwave), and pulls up a chair next to his husband. This is where the interrogation begins- 'how are you feeling? Still coughing? You take anything? You looked poorly during class, I have more tea and tissues on my desk'. Hearing my professor answer these questions is like taking multiple bullets to my soul. He goes so in depth about every symptom, PLEASE BE QUIET (keep going).

The even crazier part is he knows I know what theyre saying even if Russian isnt my first language or speciality.

But the ACTUAL craziest part is how much his husband tolerates while I'm literally right there observing all of this. One of husband's quirks is that he will catch professor's sneezes in a tissue. Like fully, if professor were to show any sign of sneezing (and they're obvious) his husband just holds a tissue to his nose and let's him use it. This is why Im convinced he is one of us, I cant be the only one going insane over this.

A few times when I was in his office at even later ungodly hours than usual, professor will sort of lay his head on his husband's shoulder while we work and turn to bury sneezes against his shoulder or neck. I just know hes lurking on this side of Tumbleweed. Do you understand my insanity? The worst part, even though Im a personal victim of his bad attitude, hes so docile when its just me and his husband. He doesn't talk much at all, but thats still a major improvement from how he usually treats my work.

Hope you enjoyed, these are so fun to think back on. I also might go back and expand on some of my asks with @empresskaze

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How to write hospital scenes 

From someone who’s definitely been in too many and would very much like a refund...ツ

⊹ Waiting rooms are emotional purgatory. They’re too bright, too quiet, and weirdly timeless. Fluorescent lights buzzing, TVs playing muted news no one watches, coffee that tastes like burnt stress. People aren’t relaxing in there, they’re just existing, awkwardly pretending their phones are interesting while dissociating at 40% battery.

⊹ Everyone talks in a whisper, but not because it’s respectful, no, it just feels wrong to speak normally. Like the walls might be listening, like if you talk too loud, something worse might happen, even the loud people get quiet in hospitals.

⊹ Overnight stays are hell. hospital chairs? medieval torture devices with upholstery. even if someone’s trying to nap next to a patient, they’re not sleeping. They’re half-listening to the symphony of beeping machines, nurse shoes squeaking, the occasional cough, and distant Code Something crackling over the intercom. it’s anxiety with a blanket.

⊹ The smell is unforgettable, like it’s not just antiseptic. it’s plastic and cafeteria meatloaf and sweat and fear and the smell of a place where people are very much not okay. the first time your character walks in, it’ll hit them like a wall. later, they might not even notice, or maybe it’s the only thing they can smell for days after.

⊹ Talking to doctors is a weird performance. You're trying to be calm, they’re trying to be calm. But no one is calm, your character wants to ask 47 questions and not sound desperate. The doctor explains things like they’re narrating a science video, and when they leave, someone will immediately go “wait... we forgot to ask” every. single. time.

⊹ Monitors beep constantly. half the time, it’s nothing. A wire got loose, someone rolled over. But the second it is something, the vibe shifts fast. Nurses appear like ghosts, machines start going off, and everyone starts moving. And your character? they might freeze, or panic, or forget they have lungs. Go with whatever makes sense for them, but make it visceral.

⊹ Time goes full funhouse mirror. Ten minutes waiting for test results feels like a year. A full hour stretches into eternity, meanwhile, three hours can pass without anyone realizing it. You can use this in your pacing, make it drag when the waiting is unbearable.

⊹ Hospital cafeteria food: Garbage. It’s either offensively bland or stupidly overpriced. The grilled cheese is six dollars and tastes like regret, and someone will 100% cry into a cold sandwich at 3am, because grief doesn’t care where you are.

⊹ People start fixating on tiny, random things. They can’t control the big stuff, so their brain zeroes in on a sock slipping off, a crooked IV pole, the repetitive drip-drip-drip of medication. Let them obsess over something small, it’s how the brain copes with being completely powerless...

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Thought you might like this; the professor of my Master's level Russian class came in sick today and during our work his husband (a professor at another college about a half hour away) came in and started auditing the class. Not really auditing tho, just sitting in the back and watching, maybe nodding to students he knew.

Anyway, thought you would especially like to chew on that. 🙂‍↕️

OH MY GAWD

I'd have died on the spot. You are SO LUCKY. I will need updates on this.

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something about glorious ovulation

(cheeky version without shower fog for my patr0ns)

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I FINISHED IT.

16 pages of Cliff having a bad time. Yay!! It takes place during Thanksgiving LMAO but I’m thinking of posting it for Whumpmas in July.

I am SO STUCK on this story I’m writing and it just keeps getting longer with no conclusion arghhhhh!!!! How do I end this! How do I make it a story and not just scenes in the void!

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I’m a firm believer of “every writer can write whatever they want, however they want” however I physically wince every time I see a writer unironically use “member” to refer to a cock in smut setting and “orbs” to refer to normal human eyes.

from a fellow writer who used to use both of these words in her writing during her wattpad days, member isn’t as sexy a word as you may think it is, and orbs isn’t a normal way to refer to normal human eyes.

also you can say cunt, hole, pussy, anything is sexier, more erotic than “princess parts” I promise

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I really really really don't know who to ask and I'm new to AO3😢😥😥 Is commenting too much awkward??? I'm socially inadept and interacting with people online gives me an overload of anxiety and recently I've found this fic and fell super deep in love with it and commented massive messages on each chapter. The author replied to me at the beginning but recently they just stopped (hi I understand it's not the author's job to reply and they're likely busy with their life too) but I can't help but be kind of worried that I somehow had put them off (because my comments sometimes involves analyzations and if I get into something too much I can be too excessive) I plead for advice is this normal???

while I can only speak for myself, I as a writer absolutely LOVE it when people give me long comments (the longer, the better lol) and, for me personally, there’s no such thing as too many comments.

love love love love these long comments, they help motivate me, especially when my readers give me deep analysis on the characters and/or their actions.

anyway, fellow writers, reblog if you love long positive comments

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I am SO STUCK on this story I’m writing and it just keeps getting longer with no conclusion arghhhhh!!!! How do I end this! How do I make it a story and not just scenes in the void!