#because I found it too fun to not include somewhere in the fic

[randomkduck]

catdow revival au chapter 5: Oh… Good for her.

Sorry for how long it took to release this chapter. Wound up sick and then life hit me with a brick (hey that rhymes!). Anyways! Here it is! And the rest of the fic has been finished, now it's just about posting it. Which might be over the course of a few days just so that I can remember to actually do it.

Anyways, please enjoy!

Shadow looked around the house. Boredom begging to be somehow released.

Red and Green were out of the house, likely for a few days. Vio was cooped up in his room with the door only a crack open and his nose buried deep in a book.

Blue was around. But he was a kind of typhoon of activity. Switching from making food to cleaning things around the house to reading to making food again to exercising. Never giving one thing more than 20 minutes of focus.

Shadow watched him for awhile, and then thought it would be fun to try and keep up with him.

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I started when he moved back to his corner. There was a yoga mat with various instructions on it for how to do different stretches, and various doodads around that seemed to be for muscle??? Maybe??? Blue made his way over, and I followed. 

He did a stretch, I did my best to mimic it while still a cat. He lifted one of the doodads, I lifted a book or something else heavy and within reach.

He didn’t really notice at first. Having not paid a single ounce of attention to me for almost the whole day.

He’d reach down and pat my side whenever I walked in front of him, but that was about it.

I didn’t really know what to do while he finished whatever cooking/baking (I don’t really know the difference) project so I just circled for a little while.

He seemed to notice that (and the intense eye contact I made) but didn’t comment on it beyond a grumble of ��weird ass cat” and a soft smile.

It was when he went back to cleaning that the problems arose.

Oh mercy be upon the soul who decides to reveal all the dust under the chairs by accidentally becoming a feather duster.

I trotted up to Blue, feeling extremely grumpy because I knew there was no way I was cleaning this up by licking it. No way. I refused before I’ll refuse again!

At least until Blue tried to get me in the bath. 

Which, for 1: No. For 2: No . And for 3: NO !!

Are you kidding? Getting me all soaked and soapy and having to air dry like some rat crawling out of a sewer? No thanks. I’m good.

“Come on! I need to get you cleaned up before I can clean up the dust and dirt everywhere else! I will not stand to have you running around when you're all dirty.. And… UGH!!!” I managed to jump out of his hands, running from the room and up into Vio’s room. Where I hid under his bed.

Vio had a lot of weird stuff under there. Lots of books that I’m pretty sure he had room for on the shelves. Boxes of papers and notebooks and notes. Other boxes with other stuff I wasn’t sure I actually wanted to know about.

Okay, hiding under Vio’s bed was scarier than the bath by a long shot.

Vio seemed to agree with me, because he dragged me out from under the bed with a look of pure horror on his face.

“Blue! What are you doing to the cat??” He asked, sounding a little tight, like he had been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to.

What the fuck does he have under his bed????

Blue at least looked apologetic as he lifted me out of Vio's grasp, He’s trying to give me a bath, that’s what! “rrrrrrowww.” He gave me a pointed look, I gave him a grumpy one back.

“Sorry! I was trying to give him a bath!” Blue apologized, an awkward smile on his face as he started to pet me.

“Maybe find a different way to do that then? Because I really don’t want him in my room.” Vio at this point had gone back to his usual calm, cool demeanour. Which was annoying. Be real damnit!

“Why? What’s in your room that you don’t want him getting into?” Blue asked bluntly, narrowing his eyes.

Vio froze up, and then glanced at his bed, not answering. 

Alright, setting that aside in my head as another thing for later.

“Vio-” Blue tried to ask again, looking about as suspicious as I felt.

“It’s nothing, okay? Green had it in his had to teach the little rat how to steal my stuff, I really don’t want him making off with my notes or research!” Vio spat out, like he had to get the excuse out before Blue could say anything.

Blue didn’t look impressed. “The research that keeps you cooped up in here more days than it doesn’t? The research that looks a heck of a lot like messing around with shit you shouldn’t be?” Blue accused, then shook his head. “You know what, have fun with that. Just make sure you’re room is clean, I’m deep cleaning the house today.” He ordered, carrying me out of the room. 

“Stupid jerk. I wouldn’t want poor Shadow in there anyways, he would just collect more dust and dirt and bacteria not even known by science in there!” Blue grumbled under his breath, bringing me back into the bathroom.

I was too busy thinking about how I was gonna break in there again to struggle.

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The rest of Shadow’s day was spent with Blue. Who had stopped being a tornado of doing stuff, and had sat down to read a book.

Shocking turn of events, I know.

At one point he got this frustrated look on his face and set the book down hard beside him. Thankfully on the opposite side of him than Shadow had been snuggled up to.

He folded his arms, staring straight ahead in annoyance.

“Row?” Shadow looked up at him.

Blue glanced down at him. “I don’t need to explain myself to a cat.” He said.

“Mrrrp.” fine, Shadow set his head back down on his pause. Ears perking up as Blue decided he did need to explain himself to a cat.

“The main character is just… ugh??? She just makes me wanna-!” Blue gripped at the air like he could strangle this imaginary character if he believed hard enough.

“In book one, she wasn’t so bad. It was like reading my own thoughts on a page and the only reason I even continued through the book, and she got the cool ass reward for her good deeds with getting to actually have a more feminine- oh uh, she was born male but is a girl -not completely removing her being born male but she still got- and now in the sequel??? It’s like the author forgot everything about her character! He wrote her as being this baddass nuanced woman, and the moment she transitions fully she’s like… half the character she was before and-!” Blue slapped his hands over his forehead and dragged them down.

He nodded, not getting any of what he was saying but still wanting to be supportive.

“I miss the character who gave me my awakening, where did she go?” Blue grumbled.

Shadow paused. Blinking.

Wait what.

“You wouldn’t tell anyone would you? I’m not ready for them to know.” Blue grinned, knowing full well that Shadow couldn’t tell anyone shit.

BLUE’S A GIRL???? Shadow stared dumbly at him… her???

Blue just set, him down and went back to petting him. Seemingly not noticing the poor cat's brain frying.

He shook his head, causing her to flinch.

Blue’s a girl… good for her.

[avionvadion]

Saw that one post about Malleus being punished last night. I'm somewhere in the middle.

On one hand, the game never dished out harsh punishments to the other characters. That includes a literal human child trafficker. Yes, I wish the game was more realistic and held the characters more accountable for their actions in the same fashion as what happened in Six of Crows. Hell, that's one of the goals of my own fic rewrite. But since the game never did that before, suddenly severely punishing Malleus would be ill fitting and cruel, especially since he had good intentions unlike the others.

Having said that, I wish that he took more steps to amends for the people he affected besides the NRC boys. The people of Sage's Island seemed too unrealistically forgiving over what Malleus did. He imposed his will and magic on people who did not ask for it because his emotions got out of control. If I were one of them, I would be very pissed off at him, because his magic being tied to his emotions doesn't excuse that. Same goes for all the trouble he caused for STYKS and RSA. I don't think that Malleus should be sent to the Shadow Realm or something, especially since no one else received a harsh punishment like that, but him issuing an apology to those people and inviting them all to the party at the end would've been nice.

As a side unrelated side note, from what I heard I like how you are handling the Fellow Honest shit better than the game. I always found it stupid and even OOC that the characters are completely cool with him at the end. Kalim I understand. But the others? Really!? They are based on villains, shouldn't they be trying to beat his ass for trying to subject them to a fate worse than death? Whereas in yours, he is the lacky of someone who is the head of the operation (yes, that's true in the canon as well, but that never popped up until the end, so it doesn't count) and does try to set things right after Gidel is affected. Kalim gets him out of serving a huge sentence by making him do community service instead. That is a lot more realistic.

Malleus DID apologize. That’s the big thing. He’s one of the only THREE PEOPLE who apologized for the trouble that’s been caused. Him, Riddle, and Vil. Malleus publicly apologized. Plus I wouldn’t say they were unrealistically forgiving. A lot of them were hypocrites and were against Malleus returning to NRC, and Crowley was like, “Oh? Need I remind you of the trouble YOU ALL caused?” In order to get them to shut up.

As for the rest of the island- they explains it as Malleus being a natural disaster. You can’t stop it. You can only take preventative measures. Like getting rid of the Senate. The reason other students aren’t mad? They weren’t involved in the fighting, so they were still dreaming blissful dreams. They found it fun. Were they shocked when they woke up and had to evacuate? Yeah but again- they weren’t involved in the fighting. It’s hardly the first time shit’s gone down at the school either. They’re essentially used to chaos at this point. As long as they aren’t involved in the chaos they don’t really care.

And the fault of Malleus Overblotting is not his own.

It is never that person’s fault for Overblotting. Overblotting is the result of extreme negative emotions/trauma over maaaaaany years. For one to reach such a state, it is because of the failings of those around them. (In this case, the Senate and Maleficia.) When a child is hurt, they should be allowed to cry and wail until they feel better. Most of the Overblotted weren’t able. Malleus literally couldn’t. His magic being tied to his emotions (after the Senate cursed him) means he would have likely KILLED anyone who heard him wailing as a child- so he shut it all down instead, so as to AVOID hurting anyone.

(Added note: I am saying the Overblotting is not their fault. Any cruel actions leading UP to said moment that causes them to finally Overblot, however, is entirely on them, as they are still of sound mind until they hit that breaking point.)

This man was 178 years into a panic attack he never realized he was having because he was never allowed to express and regulate his emotions in fear of hurting and potentially killing those around him, and in that fear of hurting others, in repressing himself and his emotions to the point he no longer knew how to properly express himself, because he is inherently kind and so very gentle- something that only makes his curse all that much more worse, that when he finally gained his unique magic- it was extremely powerful, but very explicitly non-lethal, made with the intent of giving happy dreams, superficial though those dreams may be. Even when transformed as a massive dragon in his Berserker Overblot state, there were so few injuries because Malleus never wished to hurt anyone.

Malleus has faced more consequences than any other Overblotter, but also holds no grudges over it. And, considering everyone watched Lilia DIE- and Malleus having an absolute breakdown over it- would kill most of one’s initial anger, me thinks, unless one lacks a heart.

The staff and workers and all the other adults took the professional route of handling Malleus, discussing things through and coming to a group conclusion.

Malleus has already done more in lieu of apologizing than any others. Why, I don’t recall Leona ever apologizing to all the students whose BONES GOT BROKE from his scheme, or Azul apologizing to all the students he took advantage of, or etc.

And… I think he DID invite everyone to the party?? We just don’t see all of them because that’s WAAAAAAAY too many chibi sprites to animate in a single twst tune.

[loulou-land]

A bit of a personal post, but I’ve been thinking a lot about writing lately. It’s no secret I’ve been struggling with words and putting out fics. A lot of it boils down to wanting to be a good writer and storyteller, while recognizing I still have a long way to go. I treat every work I start as a learning experience, trying to hone my writing voice and style. But of course, I’m plagued by doubts and insecurities every step of the way.

I know it’s because I think too much about what others will think of it:

Will they like it? Is this something people will enjoy? Maybe I should make it more descriptive. Maybe I should include more dialogue. Do I lean into the crack or do I go for something serious? Let’s do popular tropes so people read it.

By the end of it, I often end up hating the fic or completely losing the essence of what I wanted to do in the first place. As well as thinking, I’m actually getting worse at writing.

And then of course, we have the kudos and comments. I actually try to not look into statistics too much but I do relate the amount of kudos or comments to the value of my fic. Low engagement must mean my writing sucks. Right?

I know how dumb that sounds.

So what’s the point of this post. I don’t know. Just to say I’ve been writing more for myself these past couple of days and have actually found joy and excitement in it again. Maybe my fics will be more about what I like to read and what I enjoy. And just hope that they’ll find their readers somewhere out there. In the meantime, I’ll have fun with it.

[purpleqilinwrites]

like you mean it.

a/n: i just binged the whole of the wotakoi manga instead of doing adulting things, so i thought might as well get a fic in while i was at it hahaha this was what i was listening to while writing this! (link goes to spotify)

fandom: kaiju no. 8

character: hoshina soushirou

genre: fluff

info: no kaiju au; established relationship (hoshina is your childhood friend); loosely inspired by wotakoi; mentions of other fandoms (in order of appearance: final fantasy, genshin impact, hatsune miku, pokémon, enstars); mentions of real-life brands

warnings: mentions of alcohol (reader is drinking)

synopsis: you didn't fully process the words before you asked your childhood friend if he felt like falling in love with you.

word count: 1.9k

Hoshina Soushirou

"Been meanin' to ask ya," Hoshina started, placing his coffee down so that he could clasp his hands together in front of his face. The level stare he was throwing at you made you immediately bite back a groan. You knew what he was going to ask next. "Ya invited me instead of that ninny boyfriend of yours. What's goin' on?"

Your brain paused, and you could feel it in your body.

It was no small consolation that he had the thoughtfulness to ask you after the exhibition and in the privacy of his apartment. You had enough self-awareness to know that you'd find it difficult to forgive him if he tried to have a slightly uncomfortable conversation with you while you were in costume and out in public.

As a semi-prolific cosplayer, you had a reputation to uphold, and that reputation included not having a meltdown where strangers could see you and subsequently film you (and there was also the issue of getting caught on camera with your makeup running, which you hoped to avoid forever and ever. You'd never live it down if people started using your tear-stained face as a reaction meme. Sephiroth-dono forbid!).

You didn't feel like mentally retracing the scenes of that story. Hoshina had done you a solid by putting on some makeup and a costume more revealing than he preferred to dress (he has something against baring his shoulders, but he did it for you. You didn't even have to pretend to beg.), just so you could have your fun at the exhibition. He also took some good shots of you in your Kaveh cosplay during golden hour at that secret spot close to the water, which proceeded to draw a crowd of admirers (from the way their eyes lingered on his arms and the fact that they had to ask who he was dressed as, it was clear that they weren't your fellow KavehTham shippers. You weren't surprised because you had your moments of weakness too.).

The groan clawed its way back up your throat and exited your mouth as loudly as it could.

Hoshina found it in himself to guffaw at the sudden noise you made, nearly knocking the mug of still-hot coffee over when he shifted his elbows. If it had been anyone else, you wouldn't have taken it sitting down. But this was Hoshina, the person you let get away with anything and everything. And 'everything' definitely included that collector's item Hatsune Miku mug he was drinking out of. You forgot to take it with you after sleeping over to study with him years ago, and he's been using it as if you gave it to him ever since.

"Boy broke up with me," you said, finally.

The silence after his laughing fit had died down was your natural enemy. Well, one of your many natural enemies. Hoshina probably had a list somewhere in his apartment, knowing him. You couldn't take not hearing him say something or the other to fill up the gaps in conversation, and he knew it and kept this weakness of yours in his pocket to use at times like these when he wanted you to talk.

Hoshina reached out across the absurd crescent shape of his dining table (it was a hand-me-down slash moving-out gift from his brother who the two of you acknowledged as having strange interior design tastes, but Hoshina kept it because it's made of hinoki and gave his apartment a more luxurious feel), patting down your sweaty mop of hair and cooing. "Aww, he ain't worth cryin' over, right? C'mon—" You swatted his hand off your head, and he made a show of noticing the damp sheen on it before wiping his palm off on the shoulder of his equally sweaty undershirt. "—The goober'll be back before ya got a chance to miss him."

"Oh, go fuck yourself, Sou-kun," you spat, but there was no bite to your words. "Ya don't know it for sure. He was really mad this time."

The confession seemed to give him pause. He narrowed his eyes at you in the way he did when he was imitating his brother giving unsolicited brotherly advice to the two of you. You pleasantly met his gaze with your best attempt at a guileless smile, trying your best to channel eyes that held no thoughts between them. Just like your grumpy old man cat Boat—

You were about to launch yourself into the hallway and out onto the street, before you remembered that you left Boat with Ashiro-senpai for the weekend so you could cosplay and get hungover in peace. It took you four seconds to place your ass back down on the dining stool (not made of hinoki because it wasn't given to Hoshina by his brother; you know because he called you to help him haul the whole set out of a thrift store in Setagaya after dark on a school night during your university days) and take a long swig of disappointingly room-temperature Asahi Super Dry.

Unsurprisingly, Hoshina found your moment of befuddlement extremely amusing and laughed into his coffee. Miku looked like she was laughing along with him, and you scowled at the two of them over the upturned metal tab of your beer.

Silence began to settle at the table, and you were bouncing your leg incessantly as if ceaseless motion could ward it off.

Hoshina opened his mouth to speak, but you cut into the beginning of his sentence by chugging the remains of your beer as boisterously as you could. Bleh! You just hoped he had a few secret cans of any brand of beer (or sake. Hoshina's expensive taste had your whole trust!) stashed behind the ungodly tall stacks of blueberries in his fridge.

"Are ya an airport?" He sighed in a way that let you know he was disappointed. You could hear the oncoming lecture in your head even before he spoke the words into existence. He has said it before, and he was going to say it again because clearly, it didn't set in the previous times.

"The blockhead's comin' and goin' as he likes, and ya let him! If this was the first time ya wanna take him back—"

You rapped the knuckle of your index finger on the dining table. It was your turn to talk. "—I'd rather ya tell me 'bout breakin' into his place and pissin' on his new memory foam mattress instead of—"

Hoshina's frown evaporated at the suggestion of revenge, and the wrinkle between his brows completely vanished. The familiar glimmer of mischief that came aflame in his eyes prodded you to keep going, but he borrowed your tactic and gently knocked the back of his fist onto the table as a signal for you to listen. "—Wouldn't ya rather flip it over and rub yoghurt on it or somethin'? Least it wouldn't stink up the place. Ya don't drink enough water—"

Your cackle caught in your throat in a choked sound. You smacked the bottom of the can of Asahi on the table believing that it was empty, but something about the scant teaspoon or so of beer hopping out of the opening and splashing inelegantly onto the dining table broke open a dam of frenzied laughter in the two of you.

"—Can't believe ya! Pissin' on a new Tempur? Thought ya said Voltorb-kun had saved up for it."

Hoshina managed to get some words out even through the bout. Seeing him hunched over the table and slapping his hand on it in his mirth (even if it was at your ex-boyfriend's expense. Hah!) made you painfully conscious that you never had moments like these with your ex-boyfriend. The realisation deflated you, and you sagged into the backrest of the stool with a sigh.

"He did. Even got a small loan 'cause his ma's watchin' his card, ya know," you said, after mulling things over and wiping up the spilled beer with a hastily grabbed fistful of tissues in between. "I just— He's the only person I dated who didn't break up with me over bein' an otaku. It's not 'cause I think boy's special or anythin'."

Hoshina was quick to put on an exaggeratedly sour face, tongue out and all. You had every intention of hurtling out of your stool to flick at his tongue, but he stopped you when his expression turned serious all of a sudden. You promptly sat your ass back down at the same time that he asked, "If the chump ain't special, why bother?"

You sighed, letting your arms drop from your lap to hang limply at your sides. "Dunno."

"Pick someone ya actually like. Someone who'll treat ya royal," he said, pulling at the box of tissues at one point of the crescent-shaped table and diligently swiping at the spots of beer you missed earlier on. "Promise ya I'll be the first to piss on their new mattress if ya did like them and they still upset ya."

You groaned. Everything he was saying made perfect sense, which was the same as the other times you heard the whole speech. But hearing it was different than learning from it.

If you were tipsy, this conversation wouldn't have felt like sitting with a bare ass on the afternoon-warmed concrete of Hoshina's balcony where probably half a million Tokyo residents passed by on a daily basis. Half a million people who could gawk at your sad self who made sad decisions, only to run to your childhood friend's apartment to be sad.

"Don't got anyone like that. Ya know it, Sou-kun—" There were more than a hundred excuses on the tip of your tongue, but not one of them made it out.

"—Sure ya don't wanna give me try?"

Your brain stuttered, and then played the earworm that's been living there rent-free for the past few weeks since you rediscovered the song: trip, trip, bloody pink. Mad, mad, sensual red—

Sometimes your mouth was quicker than your brain, and most of those sometimes meant you got in trouble for saying the wrong thing out loud. But other times—

"—Only if ya feel like fallin' in love with me."

You've never known Hoshina to be particularly flappable, especially not in the offering of romance. He had always been the sort who attracted numerous suitors, and you had always been the sort who offered to beat them out of his personal space with a stick (you were a typical otaku who wasn't athletic, but you knew it was the sentiment behind it that mattered most to him). Not once in all the years you were by his side have you seen him go pink in the face by any flirtatious exchange (and you, unfortunately, have been subject to third-wheeling about a hundred too many) as he did at this moment with you.

"Sou-kun?"

There was a sheepish and entirely unfamiliar manner to the way Hoshina rubbed his knuckle on his nose and pretended it was nothing. You've never seen this bashful version of him before. Even his smile that you were very well-acquainted with looked new and fresh and unfairly beautiful when he wore it with rosy cheeks.

Trip, trip, bloody pink. Mad, mad, sensual red—

"—Too late for that, ain't it?"

[lives-in-midgard]

Halloween With The Maximoff Family

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader including Billy and Tommy Maximoff

Summary: You celebrate your first Halloween with your girlfriend Wanda and her kids.

Word Count: 1150

A/N: Hey everyone! Happy Halloween and I hope you like this Halloween fic with the Maximoff family. This fic takes place in the same universe as my Maximoff family easter fic.

Masterlist

It’s been a few months since you, Wanda, and the boys celebrated Easter together. It was such a beautiful day and the day they called you mom for the first time. You remember it like it was yesterday. Billy was the first one to say it, you were playing Wii together and he suddenly said it. Later that day when you and Wanda brought them to bed, they both said “goodnight mom” to you. You were so happy and so was Wanda. A lot had happened since then. You celebrated birthdays together; you had a lot of fun at the summer activities, helped take care for them when they were sick, and moved in a few weeks ago.

You just finished work and were on your way home. It still felt new to call it home, even though you’ve spent a lot of time there since the beginning of the year, but now it’s truly your home. You were still a few meters away from the house when you immediately noticed that something was different. As you approached the house, you finally saw what it was. There were Halloween decorations in front of the house, on the windows and even on the door. You parked your car in front of the house and walked to the door. You looked at the decorations and chuckled because you didn’t know that Halloween was such a big deal at the Maximoff family. Before you opened the door, you suddenly heard screaming from the inside and then went in.

“Boys it’s enough.” Wanda said and then noticed you. There was as much decoration inside the house as there was outside.

“Mom is here.” Billy shouted and was running towards you. He hugged you and then Tommy ran to you too. You hugged them both and smiled at Wanda, who was now hanging a garland on the wall with her magic. You walked up to her and hugged her from behind.

“Hey, my love.” You whispered and Wanda turned around to face you.

“Hey detka.” She smiled and you kissed.

“I didn’t know Halloween is such a big deal here. “You said after a while.

“You don’t like it.” Wanda assumed but you shook your head.

“No, I was just surprised.”

“Billy and Tommy love it and it’s also a memory of mine. I loved to celebrate it with Pietro.” Wanda told you and you started to smile and took her hand. When you turned around you saw the boys putting up decorations somewhere.

“But you can be sure that everything here will be decorated for Christmas as well because that’s my favorite holiday.” You confessed and Wanda chuckled.

“I can’t wait for that.” You smiled at each other and were about to kiss when suddenly Billy and Tommy ran towards you and Wanda. You pulled away and looked at them.

“Mom, do you want to go trick or treating with us?” Billy said and looked at you. You turned to Wanda who was smiling.

“Of course, I want.”

“That’s so cool, we’re gonna have so much fun.” Billy happily said and Tommy agreed with his brother.

“But you have to help me find a costume.”

“That’s okay, I also don’t have one yet. We can go to a shop later.” Wanda suggested and the boys smiled. You had dinner and then decided to go to the shop Wanda had suggested earlier. Wanda drove and you sat in the passenger seat while the boys sat in the back. Wanda turned on the radio and smiled. You could see that she was really happy with the kids and you by her side. When you arrived at the shop you all walked around, looking for a costume for you and Wanda. After a while you found the perfect costume for the two of you.

The days until Halloween passed very quickly and it was finally the day. You woke up to Wanda snuggled up to you and placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Good morning detka.”

“Morning Wands.” You mumbled because you were still tired. After lying in bed and cuddling with your wonderful girlfriend for a while, you decided to get up and get ready for the day. You and Wanda both went into the bathroom and brushed your teeth next to each other. During the breakfast the boys were really looking forward to the day and couldn’t wait to go from house to house.

The time has come, and everyone went to their rooms to change. You had to smile when you saw Wanda in her costume.

“What?” She asked shyly.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” You said with a grin, walked closer to her and pulled her into a kiss. You finally had a moment to yourself when you heard Tommy from the other side of the door.

“Mama we are finished.” Wanda groaned and you chuckled.

“We’re coming boys!” Wanda yelled and gave you one last kiss before going out of the door.

“Oh, Billy, Tommy you look so cool.” That’s what you said when you saw their costumes. You all went into the living room, picked up your buckets from the table and went outside. Billy and Tommy led the way while you and Wanda walked behind them holding hands. They went from house to house and Wanda and you followed them. You really had fun and laughed a lot with them. Sometimes a child jumped out and tried to scare you. Once a child managed to scare you, you screamed and squeezed Wanda’s hand stronger. The kids laughed because they scared you, but Wanda looked at you worried.

“Everything’s okay.” you tried to reassure her.

“You sure detka?” Wanda asked and you nodded. You walked to a few more houses until Wanda decided it was time return home. But before they walked back home, they had one more house left. Tommy knocked on the house next door and it only took a few seconds for Agnes to open the door.

“Hey boys finally you’re here. Look I have something for you.” She said and gave them some sweets. Before you went back home, Agnes smiled at you and Wanda and said she would like to come over tomorrow. When you got home you all changed into comfortable clothes and sat down on the couch to watch a Halloween movie. Wanda sat next to you while the boys decided what movie they wanted to watch. Using her magic, Wanda pulled one of the buckets of candy off the table and into her lap. She started eating some and handed you some. Then Billy and Tommy grabbed something too. When the movie started, you laid your head on Wanda’s shoulder and were so happy. You can’t wait to celebrate Christmas with them. And you know for sure that it will be great, and you will have a lot of fun.

Taglist:

@marvelogic | @eviebuggg | @yelenasdiary |

[kitkatt0430]

So big shout out to SquidgeWorld for the news update acknowledging and encouraging the use of the tilde relationship identifier for queerplatonic ships!!!

I actually had a bit of a hand in how this one came about, which is pretty fun. (Story time!)

So a few years ago the Character A ~ Character B format was introduced over here on tumblr to represent QPRs. There is a post I know I rebloged a few times buried on my main somewhere about this and I'll have to try to remember to dig that up later. And there was bit of a push to try and get Ao3 to officially acknowledge the tilde or at least for those of us who write fic there start using it in tagging regardless of official acknowledgement and see what happened. And, well, what largely seems to have happened is that the tag wranglers have let us use the tilde, but there's been no official acknowledgement as the Tag Wrangling page for relationships on Ao3 still only discusses the '&' and '/' identifiers. (If there was anything official said about it elsewhere, sadly I must have missed it.)

I started using the tilde... two years ago? I think? And went back to update some of my existing fics to add in ship tags with the tilde. I still made sure to keep the Queerplatonic Relationship tags because those are still the best way to find fics that have QPRs included in them. And I've seen a few others using the '~' out in the wild, but discussion about it kind of faded again. If you knew, you knew. And if you didn't... there was always that Queerplatonic Relationship tag.

Then, about a year ago, I signed up for SquidgeWorld. I'd never heard of it before (which is likely because I'm just not super active in fandom outside the niche I've carved for myself; I admit, I am a bit under a rock at times...) but Squidge been around in one form or another since 1994. One of the fanfic authors I followed was moving their works there and so I followed and did what I always do on new sites I'm curious about - I lurked.

Fast forward to more recently. Fanfiction.net that I've been loyally using as my backup fic location for years after leaving it as my main fanfic archive... it's getting buggier and more unstable by the year. I don't intend to pull my fanfiction off it - I will leave what's on there up until the site collapses in on itself - but the day is coming ever nearer that the bugs and lack of tagging updates will finally make cross-posting there entirely too much of a hassle. And much as I love Ao3, I don't like the idea of only having all my fanfic in one place. I've seen enough archives big and small get destroyed over the years that no matter how stable or permanent Ao3 feels... I'm more comfortable knowing my fic can be found in multiple places. (Of course, the biggest hurdle for getting my fics cross-posted in multiple places is... executive dysfunction.)

I started finally cross-posting to SquidgeWorld recently and honestly just didn't really think too much about it when bringing over fics tagged with the QPR identifier. I just copied over the Character A ~ Character B tags and hit post. :D

But admin-squidgie over there - who I believe is found here on tumblr using @squidgiepdx (hi! Thanks a bunch for the news post!) - asked me about the tilde usage and what that was being used to represent. So I responded with an explanation about how it was a relatively new identifier used because queerplatonic relationships aren't really well represented by romantic or platonic identifiers. And then admin-squidgie got back to me to let me know there'd be a news post soon about this new identifier type. Which was so awesome.

While the wrangling guidelines haven't been updated on SquidgeWorld to note the use of the tilde yet (and could take a while, I know official docs always wind up being the last thing updated), the news post really is a very big deal for those of us who like to write and read queerplatonic ships.

For those of you interested in cross-posting or moving your fanfic to SquidgeWorld, I do recommend the archive. I've lurked long enough to see that the community there is pretty friendly, the interface is a clone of Ao3's so it should be familiar to a lot of you and is easily customized to make it more accessible (or covered in rainbows if you prefer ^_^ ), and (as seen here) the admin over there is open to helping make the archive an inclusive place for all of us.

And with at least one fanfic archive both acknowledging and encouraging the use of the queerplatonic relationship identifier, it'd be nice to see information on that making the rounds here on tumblr again. I bet there are a lot of aspecs who don't know about the identifier but who would be glad to know it exists and start using it themselves.

[scifibabee]

hey fam, my spreadsheet is FINALLY up to date so i am FINALLY getting back to the monthly rec lists! here's the cream of the crop from July :)

as a reminder: the ingredients for a five star rating typically (but not always!!) include some combination of a.) believable characterizations of both Hannibal and Will, b.) compelling plot and/or character arcs, and c.) high quality smut.

that being said, my judgment of the aforementioned ingredients is powered almost exclusively by vibes and as such, is incredibly subjective.

you can find past recs below:

February March April May June

and if you have any recs of your own for me, PLEASE SHARE.

without further ado, let's go!

One Way Out of Many by hellotailor

Word Count: 59937 Summary: Hannibal planned to keep Will in the dark about his encephalitis so he could watch that brilliant mind burn itself up and become something new. In a world without daemons, he might have got away with it.An AU incorporating elements of Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials series, beginning partway through the first season of Hannibal. Due to the existence of daemons, the course of the Chesapeake Ripper case is drastically altered — and so too is the relationship between Hannibal and Will.

Everybody say "Thank you, Serri" because this fic was SO GOOD. I didn't know how I'd feel about the mortal instruments crossover, but it was highly enjoyable.

Long Flights Can Be Torture by ThisIsMyDesignHannibal

Word Count: 6334 Summary: Will and Hannibal are finally flying to somewhere they hope to settle down. Will’s nerves are making him restless…but how better to entertain himself then by toying mercilessly with the man he loves? Will wants to see just how far he can coax Hannibal out from behind that impeccable person-suit, preying on his insatiable attraction, and pushing him as far as he can…just, you know, for fun. Hey, long flights can be torture!

Will flirting with the stewardess?? Secret butt plugs???

certain dark things by multifandom_fanfic_writer

Word Count: 28090 Summary: “Now, you will kneel.”Will opens his mouth and issues his Command. And Hannibal, who has spent forty-four years defying his dynamic, who has never once in his life followed anyone’s commands--falls to his knees.

Blood Will Have Blood by idonthaveyourappetite

Word Count: 13481 Summary: Will and Hannibal are living in a post WotL limbo, a sexless pretense at domesticity full of tension and frustration. Will, unable to get over his guilt and complicity in their new life together, has been holding that part of himself back, but subconsciously hopes that Hannibal will push him, HARD, to take that next step. Hannibal, although increasingly frustrated, has been infuriatingly patient with him. Finally realizing that patience isn’t helping either of them, Hannibal forces Will to confront and accept his desire, giving him exactly what he needs. Their first time is exactly how they both need it to be.

And Cure His Heart by ThisIsMyDesignHannibal

Word Count: 10460 Summary: Will’s irritability and frustration have been mounting since going on the run, and Hannibal has been bearing the brunt of it. Unconsciously craving one particular way Hannibal can help him quiet his whirring mind, it’s time for Will to face up to what he needs, swallow his pride, and ask for it. This time, however, actions speak more eloquently than words ever could. Relinquishing control can be its own form of therapy. Relief is often found in surrender.

Oh my God, Will not knowing how to ask Hannibal for what he needs? And the devastation when Hannibal realizes how he's been neglecting Will? Chefs kiss, perfection.

I'll Take Care of You by sourweather

Word Count: 6339 Summary: After an Acute Stress Reaction and continued trauma at work leave Will feeling desperate for release, Hannibal reveals that he has a very effective technique for Letting Go

Whoops, I like fics where Will is put into subspace as "therapy" SUE ME.

Cuisine Euphonique by thecountessolivia

Word Count: 35335 Summary: Nightmares brought on by a gruesome case lead Will to some unorthodox therapy in the form of a YouTube cooking channel.[Completed]

This fic was absolutely incredible and I desperately wish I could read it for the first time all over again.

Hannibal Lecter and the Great Cat-astrophy of 1812 by slut_arc

Word Count: 1582 Summary: If Will Graham knows one thing about owning dogs (and a cannibal), waking to complete silence is suspicious.Whatever could be distracting Hannibal and the dogs so greatly that they left the house without even eating breakfast?

cat dad Hannibal cat dad Hannibal!!!

the distance is quite simply much too far for me to row by softhan

Word Count: 15355 Summary: Hannibal is having a rough time recovering from his injuries post-fall, and retreats into himself to avoid confrontation with Will while he's still weak and ill. Having to play happy husbands hardly helps

Fake relationship AND vulnerable Hannibal??? it hurts, but it's worth it.

Consenting to Dream by emungere

Word Count: 32188 Summary: A seduction through physical objects. It starts with a scarf loaned to Will on a cold day, but Hannibal, as usual, isn't satisfied with anything small.

Possibly one of the sweetest sugar daddy fics I could imagine reading, oh my god, I love them so much. Will having to get comfortable with allowing someone to care for him? OUCH.

Conduit by mokuyoubi

Word Count: 9288 Summary: No one has ever known Will as well as Hannibal, and if only he could get over his reservations, he knows that they could be amazing together. Hannibal, happy to have Will in whatever capacity he is able, is only too willing to give Will anything he wants, even if it's someone other than himself.Or, Hannibal watches while Will has sex with a woman, and Will gets off on how much Hannibal gets off on it, and voila, sexuality crisis averted!

This was very hot, 10/10.

I Don't Even Like Lana Del Rey by perpetuallycaffeinated

Word Count: 4328 Summary: Will’s thoughts were going in a very inappropriate direction, and he had a growing suspicion that they were being led in that direction by a firm, determined hand. He gave another half-hearted bark of a laugh and threw back the remaining coffee like a shot. “Maybe Zeller and Price changed the wrong number’s ringtone. Jack’s not the one listening to me when I feel like I’m coming unhinged and feeding me the best damn food I’ve ever eaten in my life.”“No,” Hannibal agreed quietly, “he is not.”The tension and low thrum of arousal were making Will speak impulsively. He knew this, but he’d just finished his drink. There was nothing he could use to stop the question, blunt and presumptuous and rude.“So, what, you’re my daddy?”

Dancing with the Beast by proser

Word Count: 86347 Summary: In order to catch a mediocre serial killer, Will must pose as Hannibal's date for a series of pretentious social events.Hannibal is dramatic and jealous as ever, and Will is having a great time without the encephalitis. Of course, it's a love story.

FAKE RELATIONSHIP AND IT'S SO GOOD.

Never Conquered, Rarely Came by thisisthefamilybusiness

Word Count: 3242 Summary: Normally, this is the part where Will would pick up his cell phone and leave an anonymous tip on the police crime hotline, tell them there was a cannibalistic serial murderer lurking around the area code of the phone number given in the ad. But not today. Not when his very bones ache and all the raw and bruised places on his skin throb in time with his pulse. Not when exhaustion is slowly eating away at him in a way that has nothing to do with how little he slept last night.Not when these ink-stains on his fingertips and the man behind them are his last chance to get away.Fill for HannibalKink for this prompt: "Will is in an abusive relationship but can't see a way out - he's tried to leave before, but his partner is in law enforcement and always manages to track him down while pretending to be the understanding, forgiving, loving type. One day, Will stumbles across an ad in the Classifieds of the cleverly worded cannibal-seeking-fresh-meat-but-veiled-as-private-cooking-classes type, and decides to answer. Hannibal is pleased when his ad bears fruit, then surprised when his intended dinner apparently knows exactly what he's in for."

this starts off TOUGH, but it's such an interesting concept and it really is a happy ending.

[13rie]

Ah yes.

Once again, Gravity Falls is consuming my brain. Which means it’s the perfect time to continue the story I haven’t touched in a year (lol)! Like, I’m a sucker for those fics where Dipper and Mabel (or just one of the twins) goes back in time, helping to prevent Ford accidentally falling into the portal. Heck, there’s even fics where the kiddie versions of Stan and Ford end up in the past. But then an idea began to take shape.

What if someone else somehow found themselves in the past?

Obviously it would have to be someone with a connection to our lovely (not yet) Grunkles. Their parents? That would end up being really messy and complicated. Shermie? Close but not quite. Who else then?

How about one of Dipper and Mabel’s parents?

And the idea of one of their parents ending up in the past brought up some interesting curiosities. What was it like for them growing up? What would happen if they found out about what Ford was doing? Or that the Uncle they thought was Stanford was actually Stanley? You know…the guy who they thought was dead. If they end up at a point w before the Portal Incident, they’ll figure out that Stan faked his death. They’d probably be very upset about it.

I decided to write the story with their mother falling into the past around the time of Stanley faking his death. I wanted her to be at an age where she’s not married or hasn’t had the twins yet so I had to do some calculations. I don’t know when that might’ve happened in canon but this will be what I’m working with:

Stanley is kicked out around the age of 17 and the baby his mother was holding probably around a year old.

Ten years pass. Stanley and Ford are 27, she is 10.

30 years pass. Stanley and Ford are 57, she is 40. The twins are 12.

40 - 12 = 28.

So between the age of when she’s 10 and 28 is when Stanley faked his death. I didn’t want to make her age too young or too old, somewhere in the middle. And if Stanley was kicked out at around 17…well it’s just more fun (and symbolic) if she was around the same age so I went with 15. Is it plausible that Stan waited 5 years to fake his death? Probably not but for the sake of argument, let’s say he wanted to make sure he wouldn’t lose the shack anytime soon. Business starts to boom, his image becomes more public, possibly to people who might be on less friendly terms with him. Fakes his death. And during all of this, he gets into contact with Shermie, maintaining their relationship with not only them but with his other family members as well. Including his niece who will later send her own kids off to him because she trusts him to look after them.

See? So much potential for angst- I mean, fixing the Pine twins relationship.

[lunarle-old]

What started your interest in danganronpa and saiouma in the first place? I really love how you write all the characters and plots so much, there so interesting. I have even started writing my own fanfic cause of you and because I miss your fanfics honestly

Thank you!! ^.^ Believe it or not I used to be pretty anti-danganronpa. Back in the day i was the most chronically online tiktok user ever, and I heard danganronpa was "problematic" (ironic considering i was a dreamsmp fan T_T) and yeah. danganronpa has its issues. its Many. Many many many issues ( ´-ω-) but hey look where we are now

I got into it because an ex friend of mine liked it, and in one of our rps, they included Makoto. Actually the first time i ever drew a danganronpa character is in this beautiful time capsule of a screenshot (2022)

After i calmed down a bit and realized i was allowed to like things without being the worst person alive, I watched Jay from the Kubz Scouts play chapters 1-5 of Trigger Happy Havoc (i got mad they changed the formula in chapter 5 so i just skipped to sdr2 xD) Then, I watched him play halfway through the second trial. I stopped bcus it was my birthday and I has to go somewhere, but after that i just decided to play the games myself (*｀・ω-)ノ (i don't like thinking about that person cus it makes me feel weird but i have "reclaimed" my interest for myself so its whatevs. if anyone asks thank jay from the cube scouts)

I dont know where my interest in Saiouma came from ...? I know I was a big fan of Nagito when I played SDR2, so i was able to identify the person who filled his role in drv3 and kinda grew attached to him and how he interacted with Shuichi. I found the way they interacted really interesting and their dynamic was something i latched onto bcus i liked it so much ^.^ also kokichi wouldnt stop fucking flirting with him so that was probably part of it too

But also, :D !! I'm super SO SO happy to hear that!! Encouraging people to write their own fics was kind of always a dream of mine when i saw how much people liked my fics so it's super fun to see that dream becoming a reality σ(≧ω≦*)

And yeah, it's been a while since I posted a DR fic (ノ_･､) HGH ended a whole month ago now wowie . . . But I am working on another thing danganronpa! I have absolutely zero guarantee when it'll be done but i'll have it. Eventually. I'm working on it ( ；∀；)

if it helps heres the only non-spoilery doodle i have from it (=^ェ^=)

[gothamxwattpad]

How To Start Writing Fanfiction;

Hi, hello, I’m Jules and earlier today I was asked by a mutual about how to start getting into fanfiction. So, this is me doing my best to explain it as someone who sucks at explaining things.

First, what the fuck is fanfiction? Fanfiction is a type of writing that is based off existing works of fiction. What’s the point of it? Entertainment for both you, the fan and the writer and for the reader, whether you share it or not, that’s your choice. Fanfiction is supposed to be fun, if it’s not fun, put it down and try another project. But it also can be used to tell a different story then the original creator had. Maybe your perspective of that one character is different from other people, so you use YOUR perspective to tell the character’s story differently.

1) You can start by listing things you like; tv shows, movies, books, anime- literally anything you like.

I will use myself as example: the vampire diaries(great series and books), the great gatsby(a fucking classic everyone should read BEFORE seeing the movie which is also beautiful and sad and romantic), blood and chocolate- if you love werewolves and romance- fuck yes! I actually read the book and watched the movie so many fucking times, I could quote it as a teenager. I’m currently getting back into Marvel stuff after rewatching X-Men movies for two weeks. One of my favorite things about marvel is how well it’s done. The storylines co-existing simultaneously! Time travel!

-one fucking thing I’ve learned about time and space is that time itself is both existing and not existing at the same time and because scientists that have degrees and shit on it still haven’t figured it out so if you wanted to write about twilight characters finding a gadget that takes them back in time to change unpleasant outcomes they face in the real story, it would perfectly fine and super entertaining.- (seriously, if someone wanted to write that story, I would love to read it and go along that journey with you as you write it)

My point is; to write fanfiction, you have to start with something that YOU like. YOU- the fan- it’s YOUR story.

👉🏻 I forgot to mention that people do write fanfiction about band members they adore and I read some traumatizing good one direction fics when I was in high school. 👈🏻

2) Things to add to that list would include characters you love or hate🤷‍♀️ that’s cool too, quotes from characters for inspiration, settings that stand out to you. Maybe there’s a weird mood or idea that stood out to you. Write it down! The more notes you have can greatly benefit you even if that’s not the project you want to start out with.

3) Baby steps. You gotta start somewhere. One of my first fanfictions was written in middle school, I think some folks call it junior high? It was called Harry Potter and the Dragon’s Eggs. It was basically a fic based the goblet of fire where Harry Potter had slowly growing bond with Draco Malfoy’s sister(a nonexistent character that I made up for my fun) who also got her name in the goblet somehow. They (those chosen) were given dragon eggs to hatch. I never got to finish it because my English teacher got mad that I was writing during my “silent lunch”(a form of punishment where they separate you from your classmates to eat lunch alone and silent and that woman was not going to let little me write for fun during her punishment.) not only did she read it, call me over to criticize it, she then threw it away. But yeah, you have to start somewhere and it might not be great at first but it might surprise you. A lot of people write fanfiction better than they write original works🤷‍♀️. Honestly, if you’re having fun, who cares if it’s bad, again, you don’t have to share it if you don’t want to.

I recently found my Edgar Allan Poe fanfiction that I wrote for my high school senior project (a project that was worth x percentage of your final grade for the school year.) my idea was based off learning that Edgar Allan Poe went missing for a short bit before he passed away by an unknown cause. So, I wrote a story about him chasing strange visions and a letter from a woman he once knew. He had a creepy fucking raven stalking him and hallucinations. The point is; I took what I knew and then wrote a story from it. And you can take the most bare minimum of details about a show you love and still create something with it. The possibilities are literally endless. The only thing stopping you is YOU.

I want to thank my mutual @that-weird-kid-from-your-school for asking me, this was fun. And I’m sure I can add to it later on. I’m also always open to answering questions, whether it be in post form or in my inbox anonymously.

I will also be open to others adding any tips or advice that help them! 💜

[inknanda67]

what's ur plans for the fornari fanfic? it was really really cute and super well done!! i couldn't believe my eyes when i found that fic, it was like a dream come true

anything behind your thought process or any fun facts about the next chapters? :3

Oh my! Oh my!!! :3 I'm so happy to see that someone liked my Forneus x Narinder fanfic

( And the ship has a name?! I didn't know?! Fornari! Its sooo cuuute!!!)

Hellou hellou Sr. Anon!

Oh my gosh how can I answer without giving you too many spoilers?

I'm really happy that someone really liked this fanfic so much, it's my favorite!~

Sooo~ One fact I can share is that Hearts the first story in a whole colt series of mine that I have been planning for over a year, called " between gold ornaments and tarot cards". Which today already has eight fanfics( Including my most recent one "Pan flute" in the drafts, one of which is unofficial ( It's a one shot called "I love you Lambert" ) , and she will be the "mother" Of The series, who will talk about four big events that will trigger all the the problems and events of the other fanfics :3

Well, a fun fact (I don't know if it would be funny) Narinder is a cinnamon roll, but he can't show this until Forneus awakens this side of him, the two of them together are more than a future couple (it's not a spoiler since it's in the fanfic tags) but two great friends. 🐈‍⬛🫀🐈‍⬛

Well, the fun fact would be that Forneus literally convinces the god of death, to being a gentle leader, being the "ruthless bishop" and an "apathetic god" is not what the people of the Island need and thanks to Forneus, he can see this, just because she sucks at her job ( her work as a priestess i mean) :D

( I think I ended up giving a big spoiler 👀 but it will be addressed in the following chapters, so I think it's okay...?)

Well, one thing I love about the process of making this fanfic is the development of the fearful and insecure Forneus into the one that will be introduced in the next chapters :3

She is maturing, and growing, and even though she is terrible at advising Narinder following the dogmas of the true faith, she has brought something that the bishop had never experiment...

And my plans? Well, many, but what I can say is that I'm preparing for a lot of hurt/comfort, cats being cats, cute moments (and 🔞 sometimes... Aym and Ball had to come from somewhere), Angst, family breaking, hearts hurting, hearts healing, Forneus slaing 👀💅🏽, Death of characters....( I even ended up making a huge spoiler in my Coltltober art.)

This Forneus is strong, she is a goddess without a crown, but she hasn't developed it yet or realized it.

I hope this answered you... I think :'3

[devskindawritingblog]

I remembered to send the ask to your writing blog this time!

Okay, here’s my idea for Shauna: she and reader aren’t dating yet, just best friends (sorry Jackie) and reader doesn’t know what to get her for Christmas. Then Shauna accidentally leaves her journal at their house, and they read it to try to get an idea for her gift. But instead they find all her entries about how she’s in love with reader. Shauna finds out and gets really mad, but she’s actually just embarrassed and scared that she ruined their friendship. But then reader kisses her and tells her they love her too. Turns out the perfect Christmas gift for Shauna was a girlfriend

Christmas Confessions

Shauna shipman x reader

AN: My last Yellowjackets Christmas fic! And of course my lovely tumblr wife requested it😘. I made the reader and Shauna besties and didn’t want to try and include Jackie somehow so I just don’t mention her. Shauna’s text is in green. And I put like the journal flashback things are in italics And the word count is I think the biggest at almost 1.8k. Also now that my Christmas things are done I’ll totally take requests. I’ll take requests about anyone that I have written for so far.

You and Shauna have been best friends since kindergarten. You have always been inseparable. Always having sleepovers together even joining the soccer team in grade 9. Everyone at school knows about you too and how much you care for one another.

One time in grade 2 a few of the boys were making fun of you and pushed you and that was the first time Shauna punched someone for you. That was when you first realized how much you would do for each other. Sure, Shauna got in trouble but it was grade 2 so she didn’t catch that much slack.

After that point no one messed with either of you. People were scared of Shauna and they were scared of what Shauna would do if they hurt you. And it was like that even in highschool.

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December 12, 1996

You and Shauna are both in your senior year now. She came over for her weekly sleepover. The two of you were hanging out like you normally do. Watching a movie, listening to music, and sometimes just laying there together.

That was the thing you loved about Shauna; the silences were never awkward. You could lay there and talk or just sit. Sometimes Shauna would write in her journal while you did homework.

 You start to think she loves that journal more than you. She always had it around. You learned early that she is very private about it. So you don’t ask to read it anymore. She’s your best friends but she can keep her thoughts and feelings private if she truly wants to.

Shauna had already left after having dinner with your family. Her mom had been in a rush to go somewhere. You go back into your room and that’s when you notice Shauna's journal sitting right on your bed. She must have forgotten it because she was rushing. 

You move it off your bed and place it on your nightstand. You will give it to her at school on Monday you think to yourself as you lay down on your bed. An hour passes every so often you glance over at the journal. 

You realize you still need ideas for what to get Shauna for Christmas. You look over at the journal and grab it. You get a good idea. You might as well take a little look to find possible gift ideas. It couldn't possibly hurt, right?

The cover has her name printed neatly with a pen. For a second you hesitate hoping nothing too personal is in her journal. It will only be for a few minutes you say to yourself. That reassures you and you flip open the first page.

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June 28 1996. You knew Shauna got a new journal at the end of grade 11, because you two found it at the mall together. You picked it up and showed it to her.

“Look Shaunie, it's green. Don’t you need a new one?” You said to her. Shauna ended up buying it. What you didn't notice back then was how Shauna looked at you that day or any day really.

The entry is pretty normal. It talks about your guys mall trip. And how you guys got ice cream. You smile to yourself as you remember how much fun you had with her. It talks about how you got ice cream all over your face and Shauna had to get a napkin and wipe it off.You finally notice how she talks about you. Sure you're close and give each other compliments but this feels different. You shrug it off and keep searching.

The next few entries are all in the summer. Mostly talking about the family vacation she went on .You flip to another entry.

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August 5 1996. You and Shauna were at her house. It explains what you guys did that day. Shauna had gotten a new lip gloss for her birthday and you both were trying it out. Shauna put it on first, rubbing her lips together. She writes about how you put it on as well. You remember how much you liked the lipgloss. The lovely pink shine looked great on your lips. And Shauna definitely thought so too. In fact she goes into great detail about how much she did like it.

You pause a confused look on your face. The sudden realization hits you hard. How did you not notice? You keep reading trying to confirm if you're not going crazy. You blush as you read the last sentence. 

“I wanted to kiss them so badly.” Shauna writes with a few pink hearts around your name. You suddenly feel really guilty but also relieved. You have known you like Shauna for a while. But you have been too scared to confess. How could you ruin your relationship with her like that?

You have so many conflicting feelings. You're happy she likes you back, but nervous as to how she would respond about you snooping around in her private journal.

At this point you can't stop reading them. Each one is a different day. Each entry delves into just how big of a crush Shauna truly has. 

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September 25 1996.

This one was around your first few weeks of grade 12. You and Shauna were in the same English Lit class. You went over to study with her. It was a fun night. but clearly Shauna saw it differently. She spent a good paragraph talking about your silly jokes and describing just how much she loves your laugh.

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October 31 1996

The two of you went to Lottie's annual halloween party. Of course dressed in matching costumes. You spent a long time finding a cute costume that would match with one another. The entry sounds pretty normal except for Shauna’s clear jealousy to you playing spin the bottle with the other girls. You ended up having to kiss Natalie. It was all for fun and games but clearly Shauna didn’t think so. You read it over and Shauna sounds angry.

“It should have been me kissing them.” She finishes off the entry with that angrily scribbled in pen.

The next few entries are about the same. You feel bad for reading all her personal thoughts and feelings. But you can’t seem to stop yourself from reading. You spend 2 hours reading all of the entries. You lay in your bed contemplating what you should do?

Give it back to her?

Confront her?

Keep her in the dark?

You run through all the ideas and scenarios in your head. Your anxiety builds and builds. You decide to sleep on it, you're exhausted from all the thoughts of what could happen.

You wake up on Sunday morning rubbing your eyes as you look over and see her journal staring back at you. You get up and get dressed, determined to tell her.

Your mom went out to do some Christmas shopping and you left her journal open on your bed.

You hear a shape knock on your door. You walk over to the front door and open it to a slightly flushed Shauna. She’s dressed in her iconic flannel .

“Uh,hi, sorry for showing up unannounced but I-uh left my  journal here last night.” She is clearly nervous that you might have read it .

“Oh! Right, come in , it’s uh in my room.” You say ushering her in, your face heating up as your heart pounds.

You bring her into your room forgetting that you left her journal open on your bed. She walks in after you as you quickly grab it, closing it and passing it to her.

“Did you read it?” She says half nervous half accusatory. You stumble over your words as all your thoughts slip from your mind.

“You did read it ! You know it’s private!” She yells pacing around your bedroom. You try to jump into it to try and defend yourself but she’s not having any of it.

Shauna never yells at you and this version of her scares you. 

“Shauna plea-“ You try to say but she cuts you off to mad to listen. “You know how I feel about you don’t you? You know how I feel about you ?” She says her voice quiets a bit. 

“I can’t believe you would do this!” She starts yelling again. She sounds almost disappointed and it makes you feel worse. But you have to tell her.

You start tuning her out as you work up the courage She goes on about how mad she is. But you're not listening anymore. You step closer to her. She stops noticing the look on your face.

“What?” She starts to say before you quickly cut her off. You lean forward cupping her face and pulling her into a passionate kiss.

Her breath hitches and she gasps in shock. You pull back a little, noses touching. “Is this ok?” You say a hushed whisper. Shauna nods and smiles wrapping her arms around your waist, pulling you into another kiss this time.

You both end up on your bed, Shauna's journal discarded on the floor. As you too enjoy your first kiss together. Shauna’s hands behind your neck as you both make out. 

Shauna lays down with you and you smile . “I love you too. You know ?” You say as Shauna blushes remembering that you read all the things she said about you.

“Did you actually read like everything?” Shauna says quietly as she plays with the hem of your pants. You blush too a little embarrassed. “Yeah uh I did , funny enough I was trying to find an idea for a Christmas present.” You say as Shauna’s embarrassment slowly disappears.

“That stuff I wrote was a little uh well you know.” Shauna says turning shy again. “It was really cute Shaunie.” You say with a little smirk. She groans and covers her face. “Especially when you said that you wanted to fight Natalie during halloween.” You say giggling a little at Shauna’s flustered face. 

“I also heard all about how you love when I wear this shirt.” You say sitting up a little to give her a full look. Her eyes widen a little and she somehow blushes more red. 

“That's mean.” She whines but you both know now that she is loving this. She eyes you up and down and pulls you in for another kiss. “I bought you that shirt for your birthday.” 

“I know silly you went on and on about it.” You tease as you pull her down with you and pull her into another long kiss.

“You know what? It turns out I got you what you wanted for Christmas.”

“Really what was it?”

“Me.” 

[castlebyersafterdark]

hello! I love your blog and the way you have fun here while also speaking eloquently about the dynamics and mechanics of the show. bravo for such a great space!

what do you think of people who don't see will as a main character? i've found my first on tumblr:

'i get he has importance. but also like, he is very much a plot device of Bad Stuff in at least the first 3 seasons, if not the 4th as well. (kidnapped, possessed, ominous Warnings that dont really matter except for building up tension) - we very much do only care about him because other characters do.'

this is less a comment on how they wrote will than his overall meaning in the narrative. even without the whole noah confirmation that will is BACK and BIG in s5, why do you think so many people, including GA, couldnt pick up on will's importance?

i recall first watching the show in s1 2016. even before ship wars existed, even before i knew about 'byeler' as it was called, i felt in my soul that will was important. there was a magic about him! he felt so intriguing and special. i even wrote in my journal that 'will byers is an iconic figure'. i have that old journal somewhere, and there's no elaboration! just that one sentence! haha

will was so mystical and powerful to me. i am not queer and did not pick up on this part of him, at least consciously, until s3. but something about him i adored and he mattered to me. these viewers who don't see will as important... do you think they truly missed the point of the show? if so, its a shame, but theyre very adamant that it's others who are missing the point and that we're not supposed to care for will, and i just can't see how that would ever be something the creators would want for any of their original characters. + will isn't an extra, or even a secondary character despite his lack of screentime because the heart of the story and narrative hinges around him. he is subtextually, implicitly important - this is storytelling 101!

(many of these will-indifferents also want fics of mike where will is only background/not important, even though they see mike as gay. they want a s5 gay mike arc, but where will doesnt figure in it, and i dont understand how that can make sense in this show when mike and will have always been part of each other's lives, even as friends???)

what are your thoughts my friend?

Hello!!! Glad you're here!

I honestly cannot understand Stranger Things fans who don't like Will. Or view him as non-important. Yeah, even though he was in so little season one, he is sooooooo so vital and if you don't care about that little boy, what are you doing here? The show failed you and its purpose. I cared so much from the moment he ran from that monster and disappeared, hooked for life on this silly little show. Will did that! Plot device? Sure, of course. All characters are plot devices to an extent. But to say that's all he is? We learn so much about who he is from little snippets in s1, he's a real character. Sure, we care about the story of finding him, but why do we care? Defined haunting the narrative. That's so sad if people only see him as this afterthought to move the story along.

Did people not watch season 2? I can kiiiiiind of get what people meant if we were thrown back in time to pre-s2 times and we only know what we know and as a casual watcher, maybe you just saw the show and didn't think too deep. (Not me, I loved Will and was looking forward to what else was in store with him after that s1 cliffhanger with the slug, are you kidding??? How interesting!) How can you still view Will this way after season2?

I think these people missed the point of the show. Truly. Surface level watching, I honestly don't know. I can excuse the fandom colloquial and snarky read of the "GA" because these are just people who like the show but with everything they like, it's not deeper thinking. Still goofy how they miss so many points I feel are blatant in the show, but a lot of people barely absorb what they're watching ("omg I love ST, Dustin and Steve are so funny haha I hope they bring Eddie back haha the show is so scary haha") <- like that's honestly how randos sound.

The fandom fandom people who are actively on sites like tumblr and into actual fan shit??? How do you hate Will if you're not a milkvan stan? Why?? What is the reason to care about a Mike sexuality storyline and think it has nothing to do with Will?????? Whose arc thus far has that play a huge role in his character? They are so entwined. Just say you're a FW stan and stop pretending to be anything deeper, that's totally fine, but just admit that. The rest of us aren't crazy for analyzing deeper and understanding the point of the show - that Will has always been and will always be the heart of the storyline. Season 5 gonna be a huge wake up call for a lot of people. But I try not to think about or indulge those people too often. Stay positive, ignore dumbass interpretations and takes. We know what and who are important.

[angst-in-space]

2024 Fic Writer End of Year Roundup

Answer and then tag three or more creators to keep the game going!

i was tagged by @zencetera - thanks so much zen! 🥰 i'm planning to do a longer 2024 retrospective including both original work and fic but i thought this would be fun to do too hehe. let's go!!

1. How many words did you publish on AO3 in 2024?

about 26k. a majority of it was fic i wrote in previous years that i just hadn't bothered to post yet lol.

2. How many fics did you complete this year?

one 😅

3. How many in progress or ongoing fics did you start this year?

i thiiiink just two—bsd regency au and the sylvix time loop fic (which was supposed to be for sylvix week but uhhh oops!). i also wrote an entire soukoku oneshot.

4. What was your favorite thing you wrote?

probably the aforementioned soukoku oneshot, "take the dark (and carve me out a home)". either that or the bsd regency au, which is nowhere near complete yet but i've had a lot of fun writing it so far.

5. What piece was your most experimental or different from your usual style?

hm i don't have much to choose from since i didn't work on many things this year haha. but i would say maybe bsd regency since i'm trying to aim for more of a jane austen style/brand of humor. maybe also sylvix time loop fic since it's a lot angstier than what i typically write. 😂

6. Did any fics surprise you - either while writing or their reception?

i would say maybe the soukoku oneshot surprised me the most! it was a fic i just kind of started on a whim, and i was surprised by the way it just kind of flowed out so easily - especially since i think dazai is such a difficult character to write, but i wanted to challenge/push myself with it and i feel like it paid off! i was also pleasantly surprised by the reception since i really didn't expect many people to read it, and i was flattered that so many people commented that they liked the characterization in it since that was the part i was most nervous about.

7. Do you have a fic you wrote and loved that went under the radar? (This is your sign to reblog/repost it!)

hmm perhaps the renga practice kissing fic, "are we going somewhere"! technically i wrote it back in 2021 and have just been really slow to post/update it lol. i posted chapter 3 this year finally, and hope to post the remaining two chapters in 2025. it's gotten a bit less traction than i hoped, but i think that just may be because it's incomplete and has such sporadic updates (sorry lmao).

8. Who is an artist that inspired you?

ooohh there are so many i could name but some that come to mind are @riotb0nes @priintaniere @kaizmos @alciedoodles @iwamimimimi @thornedarrow to name a few!! just admire all their styles so much and the emotion their work evokes 🫶

9. Who is an author that inspired you?

idk if they are all on tumblr but some ao3 authors whose works i found inspiring this year: flipbookorigami, setosdarkness, Snow_Falls, LadyCharity, its_just_me27 💖

10. Who is a new author you discovered?

more or less same answer as above, i was new to reading bsd fic this year and most of those are bsd authors 😂

11. Did you do any collaborations? How did it start?

sort of! by which i mean i am working on a planned collab with @stellalights - it's for the sylvix time loop fic which we originally planned together for sylvix week but then we were both way too busy to complete it in time lol. however we are still planning to finish it eventually... i am currently writing it and ang is gonna do illustrations! :3

12. What accomplishments are you proudest of?

i wrote, finished, and posted a whole oneshot for the first time in a very long time haha. i started the bsd regency au. i posted a couple of old oneshots and updated two of my multichapter fics (including finally posting the last chapter of sylvix dreamscape fic!!!)

13. What did you learn about writing or creating this year?

when it comes to fic, i've been trying to really embrace more spontaneity and be okay with imperfection. in years past i've gotten very hung up on making my fics "perfect" and being anxious to post anything unless i'd edited it a billion times. since i've been focused more on original writing in the past couple years—which involves a LOT of revision and feedback and rejection—i've been trying to allow myself to "let go" a bit more when it comes to my fics. the soukoku oneshot was one of the very few fics i've ever posted unbeta'd very shortly after i finished writing it, and i feel like it taught me that i don't need to agonize over editing my work because people will still enjoy it. it's important to just have fun and write things that make me happy!

14. Any advice you’d like to share with new or aspiring writers?

write what you love! i know it's simple but i truly think it's one of the most important things about creating. it's easy to get caught up in worrying about how others will perceive your work, or that you're not as skilled as you want to be—but at the end of the day it's all about writing something that brings you joy, and others will find joy in your work too. :)

15. What are your creative goals for 2025?

i'm trying not to get too hung up on goals in 2025; i spent most of 2024 painstakingly rewriting my novel which took a lot out of me, so i feel like 2025 is the year i just want to be more spontaneous, write things for fun, and not feel tied down by any particular project.

that said, there are a few fics in particular i plan to keep working on—for example, bsd regency au, sylvix time loop fic, and sylvix pacific rim au. if i happen to finish any of those, that would be great! i'd also like to keep updating some of my multichapter fics... i calculated a few months ago that i have roughly 110k words of unpublished fic lol so i really just need to get more stuff posted and stop worrying too much about perfecting it.

anyway, i will tag: @absolutesilly @oikawapng @starglossie (if you want but no pressure ofc!!) and anyone else who wants to do this 💖

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is: fivecenturiesverse! @fivecenturiesverse has 64 fics posted to AO3 in the Stranger Things fandom and 45 of them are in the Steddie tag!

@spicysix recommends the following works by @fivecenturiesverse:

i'm feeling devious (you're looking glamorous)

shape it up (get it straight)

chuck me a bouquet after the show, babe

just like a rainbow (you know you set me free)

drag him back to the meeting place

"Fives has a way with words that I don't think anyone else can compare to. More than one fic tagged as "faves" on my bookmarks are theirs. No matter what AU, what setting, whatever way they write a fic, the characterization will always be on fucking point. The way they always include Robin, and the party, and other characters (and also manages to make them so in character, too) always warms my heart. I feel like they truly understand the characters, and in the same way she views them, I view them too, and so Fives' works are always perfect for me. It's like that comfort food, no matter how many times I eat it it always makes me happy." -- @spicysix

Below the cut, @fivecenturiesverse answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

After watching s4 I was mildly annoyed that the show didn’t expand further on Steve and Eddie’s dynamic (not that I ever thought they would be canon) which I found to be really fun and different from a lot of what we see on the show. I also really wanted to explore Steve’s bisexuality and how it relates to his friendship with Robin and Eddie was a great vehicle for that (sorry Eddie lol)

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

There was only one bed… might be basic but it’s always been my favourite. Friends to lovers, fake dating, and forced proximity are also going to have me with my eyes glued to the screen.

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

Sharing a bed also is number one here, though it’s usually far more platonic than it is in stuff I read haha because non-sexual intimacy is like crack for me to write.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

Lovesick in Loch Nora by redoaktree for the perfect Eddie characterisation but also looking at my bookmarks I think I need to read more steddie and stalk this blog for some recs lmao

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

Maybe a genderbending fic because I really enjoyed writing this trope for Star Wars but honestly I’d be excited to writing anything rn, writer’s block is smothering me

What is your writing process like?

I have an idea somewhere between midnight and 3am, then I sit down and write it until it’s finished. Almost every single fic on my account was written in under five hours, I think (outside of my few long fics and series) the fic that it took me the longest to write was “our house (in the middle of the street)” which took me about 10 hours right through the night.

Do you have any writing quirks?

I guess if I have any it’s that I write everything in order all at once and if I get stuck on a scene I cut it and try something else entirely. I also rarely listen to music but if I do it has to be something loud where the words aren’t too distracting.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

Alwaaaaayyyys after I’ve finished writing. I used to write on wattpad where I’d post as I wrote and all it meant was that nothing got finished. My problem is that I am fuelled off of interaction and if I’m getting interaction my brain doesn’t understand why I need to write any more. Like, we’re getting the dopamine hit so why bother giving them anything more. My brain is a silly goose, basically.

Which fic are you most proud of?

I’m not sure there’s any fic I’m most proud of. There’s definitely fics I’m less proud of, either because I know how little effort they took me and I think they’re kind of rubbish or because they just didn’t come out the way I wanted even though I put too much effort in. I guess the two series I’ve written for steddie— “of rags and silk (a costume)” and “your love is standing next to me” —are my favourites, I think they are my most imaginative and creative creations :)

How did you get the idea for shape it up (get it straight)?

Honestly a lot of what I wrote in 2023 and the thought process behind it is as much a mystery to me as it is to you but I think I just wanted to get into Mike’s head, dabble in Byler, and I love writing outsider POVs.

When writing i'm feeling devious (you're looking glamorous), what was something you didn’t expect?

That people would like it so much, to be honest. I was just having fun and writing something silly, I guess people do think I’m funny.

What inspired just like a rainbow (you know you set me free)?

I really wanted to add something to the Robin/Vickie tag but it was difficult because Vickie was so character-less in the show, so I focussed it mainly around Robin and Steve’s friendship which I have always loved and their single braincell fake dating plans (a trope I love for them, if anyone has recs… hmu)

What was your favorite part to write from chuck me a bouquet after the show, babe?

The goodbye scene and the reunion scene, I love angst.

How do/did you feel writing chuck me a bouquet after the show, babe?

I was deep in the trenches watching Succession, so I felt like Shiv Roy and I wanted to make Steve into Kendall.

What was the most difficult part of writing drag him back to the meeting place?

The song lyrics for this whole series was definitely the most difficult, fun, and rewarding experience, but for this fic in particular I think getting into the mindset of a 2014 tumblr user reversed any development of my frontal lobe.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

“Carol climbs up, wrapped in a sheet, and yanks up the door to yell at whoever the fuck — But it’s Robin and she’s crying. It’s not even a thought, Carol just reels her into a hug. They’re not friends but it doesn’t matter. They’re something more. They’re Steve’s, they belong to him like luggage he’s left going round and round and round in an airport baggage claim.” – from “let’s make some music, make some money”, my favourite because I think it accidentally described the way I write all ST fanfic like the world is revolving solely around Steve, he’s my little guy I can’t help it.

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

I wish! I can only say that I hope there’s more coming to an ao3 page near you soon! Thank you for reading B)

Thank you to our author, @fivecenturiesverse, and our nominator, @spicysix! See more of fivecenturiesverse's works featured on our page throughout the day!

Writer’s Spotlight is every Wednesday! Want to nominate an author? You can nominate them here!

[girlintotv]

20 questions for fic writers

Thank you to for tagging me, @mamadoc. This means a lot to me.

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

101! It feels like such a dream to be over 100 fics.

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

1,434,829 total since mid 2022 and 387,124 just in 2024!

Word count means a lot to me.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Written and posted for: Chenford (The Rookie) 80 fics, Stris (SWAT) 15 fics, Buddie (911) 3 fics, Nace (Nancy Drew) 2 fics, Dramione (Harry Potter) 1 fic and it was a birthday gift. I don’t even go there, and Two&Three (Dark Matteter) 1 fic.

I’ve written for other fandoms (that’s a longer list), but I haven’t posted those old little pieces of drabble, and I never intend to.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Sorry, friends, I don’t check kudos. I appreciate them, but I don’t look at hits, or kudos, or subscriptions, or bookmarks as units of measure. Ever. I can’t control how many and who likes my work, and so I don’t want to think about my work based on those numbers. I look at my word count, and that’s what I’m proud of. That tells me I’ve found a certain amount of time to do what I love, so I’ll go with Top 5 Fics by Word Count:

Limelight Love Story (Chenford)

Let’s Get Together (Chenford)

A Full Moon Curse (Chenford)

For Fake and For Real (Chenford)

King of My Heart (Chenford)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely! Anyone who takes the time to leave a (positive) comment is someone I really appreciate. It means SO much to me, since that’s the only way I gauge engagement (as I mentioned before, I do not check kudos, etc.). It does take me a while to reply to comments, which I do apologize about. When I have a few minutes, I can either reply to comments or keep writing, and I tend to pick to keep writing, hence the delay in replying, but I will. I promise.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Written and posted so far: All Dogs Go To Heaven. I will truly NEVER live that story down. Sorry!!!

Second place is: You’re Losing Me (Pt. II).

I love angst. So much. Angst at the beginning of a story, angst in the middle, angst at the end…all of it! I do *tend* to write happily ever afters that are hard won, but nothing hurts like a super sad ending that will make you enjoy a good cry. I’m damaged. Leave me alone.

Also, I have my own angst scale to assess the pain of my stories (attached to this post for reference and in my profile on AO3). My love of pain is very serious. I already mentioned I’m damaged. Leave me alone.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my multichapters have a sugary sweet happy ending including a fluffy epilogue, because after the rollercoaster of angst, I feel like the beloved ship I’m writing for deserves it (also anyone who reads my fics and rides the rollercoasters deserves some happiness…usually) I think I Pretend You’re Mine might be the happiest, or The Story Of Us, or Let’s Get Together? Someone else might be a better judge.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

ALL.THE.TIME! Since I started actively posting very regularly at the beginning of 2023 to now, I haven’t gone a month without receiving hate on a fic. It’s exhausting at times and, admittedly, has slowed my writing down a bit as of late.

Fun fact: I got some smut hate and quickly wrote and dedicated a smut fic to “my hater” called: A Great Way to Start the Day

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I write mostly E and some gentler M smut. Nothing too kinky (posted thus far). It’s all been for Chenford as of now, and I have fun with it.

Smuttiest fic I’ve written: Lucy Chen and the Deadly Pixies

Second place: Out With A Bang

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I’ve got half of an outline for a Caskett x Chenford crossover somewhere on my list. I hope I get to actually write it someday.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Who would steal MY insanity? No, I haven’t (to my knowledge).

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I’ve been approached a few times. I would be open to someone translating one of my fics into another language. Feel free to reach out!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

It’s been a privilege to co-write Even If Saving You Sends Me To Heaven with heartofrookie and Somebody Save Me and Our Secretly Perfect Holidays with thatfandomwriter.

Always open to a collab!

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

I could NEVER pick, but Chenford has my heart right now by a LANDSLIDE.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I really believe I will finish all of them. If I start posting, I will finish the story. I hope I have the inspiration and time to write everything I have an idea for.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Being passionate and outlining. I think the passion of a writer will ALWAYS come through in their work. It’s so clear when someone is having fun with their story, and I always ALWAYS do, or I won’t write the fic. Also, I really thoroughly outline my stories before I ever write a word. It’s really important to me to have everything planned out to execute a story that has all of the aspects, plot, arcs, and development I want to include. Also, angst just won’t hit the same unless it’s outlined and well thought out. Otherwise, it can feel unnecessary, but all my angst has a reason.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Pretty much everything especially fluff. I’ll never say I’m a great writer. I know that I’m not. I will say, I always enjoy myself and make myself happy with my work (or a friend on their birthday if I write them a birthday fic). That’s all that matters to me. I don’t need to be good or be a strong writer. I’m okay with being meh.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I’ve thrown in some Spanish for Chris in a Stris fic, but otherwise, haven’t done it yet. If someone else is comfortable speaking another language that a character speaks, I say go for it!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Technically, I wrote a story when I was REALLY young about Zack and Cody’s parents getting a divorce. I wrote it on my phone, and never posted it, and have long since deleted it (I am so embarrassed that I am sharing this right now). First fandom I posted for was MacRiley (MacGyver). My friend and I were obsessed with the show, it got canceled before the ship went canon, and so I wrote what I would have written for the final season. I posted it on WattPad. It’s not very good, but I did it and posted it per a friend’s request. Don’t judge me.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

There are a few.

Favorite MCD: Back to December (Chenford) This is the only story of mine that I’ve reread for pleasure.

Favorite vulnerable Tim: I Just Want You To Know Who I Am (Chenford)

Favorite I’ve written when I was in a dark place but still made something I think is beautiful: You Can’t Spell “Time” Without “Tim” (Chenford)

Favorite because someone told me they refused to take their own life until the story ended and sought help before I finished posting, so it’s the reason they’re still alive: King of My Heart (Chenford)

Favorite guilty pleasure story I’m glad I wrote: Let’s Get Together (Chenford)

Favorite because it was my first real multichapter Chenford fic: For Fake and For Real (Chenford)

Favorite breakup fic with a happy ending: You’re Missing From Me (Chenford)

Favorite Stris fic I *will* finish eventually: STRIS Season 6+ (Stris)

Appreciate being tagged and asked to talk about my fics. It’s been a pleasure to answer these questions.

Alright, time to go back to writing.