#i've been pretty split between fandoms lately

[theweirdestroller]

Me: *staring at a wip that I've had open all year, meticulously working on it, editing, and smoothing out the wrinkles* Ah, yes, it should be done soon!

Also Me: I need to rewrite the entire plot of this chapter. It works better this way. I literally cannot leave the plot how it has been these past 11 months. *throws a year's worth of work into the digital void*

I am banging my head on a wall. WHY IS IT LIKE THIS

[hidden-ember]

homecoming

🗯 pairing: captain john price x gender neutral reader

🗯 tags: nsfw - mdni, oral sex, penetrative sex, biting kink (giving), teasing, praise

a/n: baby's first fic!! i've been a long time smut and fic reader for several different fandoms, but thanks to captain price brainrot i have finally caved and started my own writing journey with this one. any feedback is welcome.

Captain John Price of the SAS found himself homebound after what was supposed to be a low stakes intel gathering operation went south and left him injured. The injuries he sustained were thankfully non life-threatening but were going to keep him out of commission for a while regardless. After nearly two months away from home, the captain was more than willing to take the excuse to be reunited with you. 

Flashes of light occasionally illuminated the otherwise dark room, television tuned into the late night news as they reported a convenience store robbery in the town over, warning about a potential spike to cases of theft as the holidays were approaching. Rain thrumming on the roof and the low droning of the news anchor threatened to lull you to sleep. You stretched your arms and legs, hoping to shake off the sleepy feeling, knowing your boyfriend would be home any minute now.

The sound of a car door slamming pulled your attention away from the television. Headlights beamed into the window as a taxi rolled away from your flat. Heartbeat pounding in your chest, your eyes locked onto the door expectantly. 

The knob twisted and in staggered your boyfriend, looking weary from travel. His cheeks red from the cold, beanie pulled over the tips of his ears, you couldn’t help but find the state of him pitiful as he dropped his bag on the floor with a thud. He carefully closed the door behind him, gentle eyes taking in your form as you rose from the couch.

“Thought I told ya to keep this locked when ’m not ‘round, hmm?” he murmured. The sound of Price’s familiar, gruff voice felt like it was actively soothing the ache in your heart that formed whenever he went away.

“Was expecting someone,” you smiled brightly, pattering over to him.

“That so?” The corner of his lips curled upwards, his own smile growing the closer you got to him. 

“Mhm. And a pretty special someone, I might add.” You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, drawing him nearer.

“Lucky someone, more like,” he replied, his voice cracking, tears welling in his eyes as he felt your touch for the first time in weeks. Slightly chapped from the harsh winter air, but soft and warm all the same, his lips came crashing down onto yours. The taste and smell of tobacco filled up your senses as Price’s tongue made its way into your mouth.

Within minutes of his arrival you found yourselves on the couch hastily stripping each other of clothing. You placed sloppy, errant kisses on each newly uncovered area of skin until all of your clothes lay discarded on the floor. Your eyes roamed his naked form, mouth slightly agape as if you were in disbelief that he was actually sitting next to you right now.

Price couldn’t help but chuckle at the way you ogled his muscled chest like you were seeing him for the first time. Taking your time to study the peaks and valleys of his toned torso, your fingers ran lightly through his chest hair. You noticed him not-so-subtly flexing his muscles under your touch, and your eyes darted up to meet his.

“Conceited bastard,” you shook your head, laughing at him. 

“I’ll have you know I prefer the term egomaniac.” He matched your playfulness with a smirk. “Besides, ya seemed rather pleased with the show. Now c’mere, you.” 

You clambered onto his inviting lap and his smirk split open into a delighted grin. Wrapping his good arm around your waist, he pulled you tightly against his torso. 

Feeling his warmth surround you, your body began to ache for more of him. As if sensing your thoughts, his erection throbbed from where it sat wedged between your stomachs.

You kissed him with purpose now, tongue slipping between his parted lips. Before long you were lowering yourself onto his engorged cock. The sounds of your simultaneous moaning drowned out the television as the head of his cock pushed into your entrance. 

Warm hands grasped your hips with such strength it caused you to let out a gasp. He guided you slowly down his length, praising you all the while for how good you were taking him, telling you how adorable you looked when his words of approval caused your cheeks to flush.

Price thrust up into you lazily, matching your pace as you rode him. Not wanting to be too aggressive with your injured boyfriend, you braced yourself on the back of the couch, nails digging into the cushions.

Price could practically feel his exhaustion dissipate as he lost himself to the sensations. He was home now —  deep inside of you, your walls enveloping him better than any house could. Neither of you lasted very long before you felt your climaxes rapidly approaching.

Your eyes slammed shut once your orgasm hit, moaning in ecstasy as you felt his body tense beneath you. Price groaned as his thick, warm seed spilled out of his cock.

“Did so good,” he managed between breaths.

Chest heaving, you buried your face into his neck. He cradled the back of your head with his large hand, fingers splayed through your hair. His hot breath tickled your ear as he whispered to you affectionately. 

“Missed you somethin’ awful, darlin’.” Your heart swelled at the sound of your favorite pet name, and in that moment you were certain you would never tire of welcoming him home like this. 

After reluctantly pulling out and disentangling his body from yours, Price awkwardly reached down to the floor for something out of your view. He sat back up with his crumpled boxers in hand. You let out a sigh of contentment as he gently patted your entrance, carefully cleaning his spend from you so as not to make a mess on the couch.

Once you had caught your breath and the aftershocks of your orgasm subsided, you anxiously looked him over. You asked him several times if he was alright and if you had hurt him, not stopping until he grabbed your chin, angling your face to have you look directly into his eyes.

“Stop worryin’, okay? I’m not so fragile, love.” He spoke the words with confidence to reassure you, but the look in his eye suggested he needed the reminder himself. 

Price stretched awkwardly, letting out a big yawn as he stood up from the couch. Some of his joints cracked as he extended them. He reached down to gather his clothes, handing you his t-shirt before tugging his sweats back on. 

A puzzled expression spread across your face as you looked down at your own clothes strewn about the floor. Price followed your gaze, letting out a hearty laugh at your confusion.

“No need to bother with those. ‘M not done with you yet, pet” he winked, pushing the shirt further towards you. “This’ll do for now.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his insistence. The intensity of his gaze while he watched you pull his t-shirt over your head sent shivers running down your spine. Your lover gave you a once over, giving a satisfied nod as the shirt fell to just above your knees.

He tugged delicately on your hand, pulling you along behind him before letting go to grasp the railing as he started up the stairs. You watched nervously as the old stairs creaked, Price relying heavily on the railing for support when his braced knee threatened to buckle under his weight. 

It hurt your heart to see the man in such a state. No matter how minor the knee sprain and dislocated shoulder were, they were reminders to both Price and yourself that he was not as invincible as you’d like to believe. 

Perhaps even worse than the physical damage was the hit his pride took. You knew he needed to take it easy and had the perfect idea for tending to his bruised ego.

Price was a dominant man, both in combat and out. Giving him head normally turned into a sloppy mess, tears and drool streaming down your face as he stuffed your throat with his thick cock. 

He wasn’t the only one who initiated these kinds of blowjobs; you quite enjoyed getting your face fucked— as often as Price was willing, as a matter of fact. The way the older man would take control of you, holding your head still as he took what he wanted from your obedient mouth turned you on to no end. 

Price always returned home from deployments worked up and desperate for your attention, unsatisfied until he had used each of your holes. As thrilling as a rough face fucking sounded after going weeks without it, you settled for suggesting he lie back and let you suck him off. 

He sat on the edge of the bed, an eyebrow raising at your proposition. Price brought his uninjured arm up, fingers running through his thick facial hair as he scratched his chin, as if deep in contemplation over the matter. 

“Well, love, if that’s what ya really want then what kinda boyfriend would I be to not indulge you?” His amusement reached the corners of his eyes, highlighting the crow’s feet that you had come to adore. He shuffled backwards further onto the bed, the strain his movements placed on his injured limbs causing him to wince slightly. 

Your brows furrowed with concern, but he cut you off as you opened your mouth to check on him. 

“‘M fine.” He gestured with his head toward the bed, “Get over ‘ere.” 

The mattress dipped further under your weight as you crawled up to him on your knees. You placed a soft kiss on his lips once you reached him. Price hummed contentedly when you broke the kiss, tugging at his bottom lip with your teeth. 

He tugged his t-shirt off of you before tossing it onto the floor. 

“Now that’s a better view,” he winked at you.

Taking care to not disturb his injuries, you planted your hands on his bare chest and pushed him back into a lying position. 

As you lowered yourself down to his abdomen, he lifted his hips at an awkward angle, trying not to place too much pressure on his injuries. 

Making quick work of pulling sweats down to his knees to spare him any unnecessary pain, you eagerly watched as his semi-hard cock fell free from its confines. 

“Someone’s excited,” you teased before bringing your mouth to his happy trail. You planted tender kisses along it, slowly working your way lower. When you reached right above his hardening length, you nuzzled your face into the coarse hair. 

You were very grateful that your boyfriend was not one for “manscaping;” the thick hair running from his belly button down to his genitals was one of your favorite features of his, and you let it be known on numerous occasions. 

“You have no idea how much I missed this,” Price let out a low long breath as your lips trailed lower, your pace tantalizingly slow. 

To his credit, he remained patient for quite some time as you lost yourself in the sensation of his body hair prickling your face, but when you showed no signs of beginning the blow job you promised, his restraint faltered. 

“More,” he groaned — the word a command rather than a request. 

“Be patient, baby,” you hummed softly against his skin, planting a firm kiss on his pubic bone. 

Price’s breath hitched as your gaze met his. He brought his large hand down to grab a loose fistful of your hair, urging you on.

“You’ve had enough fun now,” Price grumbled before softening his tone in an attempt to level with you. “Please.”

“Oh, you sound so pretty when you beg.” You couldn’t help but smirk as you echoed words you’d heard from him several times before. 

Price would argue that the way his face flushed red was due to his frustration, but you knew he was blushing from being called pretty. 

Turning your attention to his inner thighs, you nipped lightly at his sensitive flesh, earning another moan from your beloved boyfriend. You kissed the spot softly in an effort to soothe the now tender skin, glancing upwards to meet his gaze. Icy blue eyes shot daggers back at you. 

In your periphery you could see his now fully erect cock standing at attention, but you weren’t done playing quite yet. You grinned wickedly once more before burying your canines into his thigh, this time using more force. 

“Fuckin’ hell.” Price arched his back off the bed, his hand moving from your head to grip the sheets tightly. His cock twitched expectantly, beginning to leak pre-cum.

“Come now, darlin’,” he panted, voice ragged with need. 

“We both know those pretty little lips belong wrapped ‘round my cock.” 

It was almost enough for you to give in. Almost. 

You chuckled at his attempts at flattery and grabbed his thighs, taking care to not disturb his leg as you spread them further apart, granting access to your mouth’s next target. 

You brought your lips to his scrotum, sucking on the bit of skin between his testicles before popping one into your mouth. Your tongue swirled around it as you sucked gently on the sensitive appendage. 

“Aaahhh, fuck," Price moaned as he felt your warm mouth wrap around him, though it wasn’t where he wanted your mouth most. "Don't tease me like this, darlin’.”

You chuckled, sending vibrations through his balls. It startled you when Price let out something similar to a growl, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. Eyes widening, you pulled away from him, a string of saliva trailing behind.

“Okay, okay,” you surrendered as you could sense his frustration threatening to boil over. 

Grabbing the base of his shaft, you moved to lightly swirl your tongue around the head of his cock. The lack of pressure was killing Price. His hips jerked upwards, begging for you to take him into your mouth.

“Ah ah,” you tutted, pushing him back down onto the mattress. 

“Don’t strain yourself, baby,” you said in mock concern. 

You let go of his cock and placed your tongue at the base of his shaft before slowly dragging it up his length. Halting at his slit, you held your tongue in place while looking up at him teasingly.

Price’s hand shot up to grasp the headboard behind him, knuckles whitening and jaw clenching.

“Sweetheart, you’re not bein’ very nice,” he hissed, ignoring the pain in his leg as his hips bucked again.

He began rutting against your tongue, the tip of his cock pushing against your top lip in a steady rhythm. 

“Be good for me, won’t you?” He pleaded, his voice hoarse with desire.

Taking a deep breath to regain his composure, Price stopped his movements, allowing you to start to slowly take him into your mouth.

Teasing him was fun, but above all else you wanted to please him. You loved when your boyfriend would praise you and were determined to earn them the best way you knew how. 

Your eyes never left his as you continued to wrap your mouth around his needy cock. His hand found its way down to grasp your hair once more, this time gently holding the back of your head as you lowered yourself down his shaft. 

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Price whispered, head falling back onto the pillow as he felt you start to take his cock into your throat. 

Price’s eyes rolled back in his head as he felt your warm, wet mouth engulf him. His hips bucked, this time meeting no resistance from you.

Tears welled in your eyes as he bottomed out deep in your throat. Holding your lips against his pubic bone, you moaned softly.

“Oh, god, yes,” Price groaned, the sensation of your moaning caused a shiver to run through his body. His hips jerked again and you gagged around his length, which only drove him more mad.

“Just like that,” he grumbled as you began moving your head once more. His hands slid down your back, gently kneading the flesh while you bobbed up and down on his cock. 

Price’s reassuring touch and words of encouragement fueled you further – you sucked more aggressively now, increasing your pace.

Unable to hold back any longer, the sound of Price’s rhythmic grunting filled the room as you continued to milk him. You enjoyed hearing how vocal he was becoming, enjoyed the power you held over him when you worked his cock like this. 

When you reached his head once more, you paused, briefly removing your mouth to catch your breath. You ran your tongue around the tip rapidly as you held Price’s gaze. The change in pressure and the sight of your drool running down his cock caused his head to start spinning. 

“Goddamnit,” he hissed. His hands quickly returned to your head. You shot him a look as he started to push your head down his shaft, but you obliged, taking him deeper.

Reaching your hands beneath him, you dug your fingers into his glutes with a firm grip as your mouth kept a steady pace on his cock.

A strangled moan left Price’s lips as he felt your fingers digging into his toned ass. It was the perfect combination of pleasure and pain, driving him closer to the edge, his cock throbbing in anticipation.

Price felt the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, the one that always signaled he was about to lose control. He thrust his hips wildly against your mouth.

“‘M close,” he rasped. “Don’t stop.” 

“Swallow it, yeah?” Price asked, his voice strained as he watched you obediently suck him off.

You hummed in response and you felt his body tense in your grasp. The tears flowed freely down your face now as you took him deeply time and time again.

Price’s body went rigid, his muscles tightening, eyes slamming shut. His hips jerked once more, pushing himself as deep into your throat as he could before he finally erupted with a long, low moan. His hot seed filled your mouth, his moans turning into gasps for air.

You swallowed, your throat working to accommodate the thick, warm flood of his release as his cock twitched. When he was finished, you didn’t pull away. Instead, your mouth moved up and down his shaft, cleaning him off until he was fully spent, his body shuddering.

His eyes opened slowly, meeting yours through the haze of lust and pleasure. 

“My god…” he groaned as you lifted your mouth off of his cock with a loud pop. “You’re incredible, love.”

You released your hold on his backside, moving to lie on his chest as he pulled you into a warm embrace. Price planted a kiss on top of your head before relaxing back into the pillow as he caught his breath.

“Welcome home, baby,” you murmured, nuzzling further into him. 

Price let out a small sigh of contentment, his fingers tracing slow, lazy circles on your back. He was sure to be sore in the morning after tonight’s exertion, but at the moment he couldn’t care less. Your boyfriend knew you’d have him back on the mend in no time.

“S’good to be back,” he whispered softly, feeling the exhaustion of the day and the aftermath of his release catching up to him.

He made promises to return the favor to you before drifting off into slumber, holding you tightly as he felt your warmth seep into him. The sound of Price’s slowing heartbeat and the rain falling lightly on the roof lulled you to sleep shortly after. The mess the two of you had made and his unpacked bag remained downstairs, now long forgotten.

[tigersharktheautisticseawing]

first murdle post ever, but man do I have to yap about vol 1 or else I'll explode (spoilers below cut)

So I got vol 1 back in November when my sister (whom I love with all my heart (remember this I'll yap more about it later)) saw it in an empik and was like "Yeah my autistic gay sisbling thing would love this book" and got it for me. Also fun fact, I saw the book in Empik like a week or so earlier but I decided to pass up on it in favor of books that I was sure I wanted (rookie mistake, fortunately I've got big sis to correct it <3).

Then I got to what I think was about riddle 25-30 before putting it down for like 2-3 months (Epic the musical entered my life with a bang about that time and is only now slowly letting me go from its clutches).

Now, about a week ago, if not less, I saw this book again in my travel backpack and was like "You know what? I really do want a good puzzle." and began solving it at home and bringing it to school with me.

Then puzzle 50 happened.

Up until that point I genuinely thought this book was just some loreless riddles and I didnt discover the lore for a while (before the hiatus but a good week at least from when I got it innitially), so imagine my fucking suprise when the answer to riddle 50 cointained some of the least veiled gay angst I've ever seen in a physical book. Actually scratch that, the least veiled gay angst I've ever seen in a physical book.

So I was like "holy shit I gotta go on ao3 right fucking meow" and found many a fic with the lovely oxymorons ship (well, as many as our sadly ridiculously tiny fandom can produce) and began a-reading.

About that point I started seeing stuff like "spoilers for riddles 75/95/100/etc" and I was like "man tf is happenning in riddle 95 dawg"

(side tangent, I solved the irratino+mr.shadow plot twist in like riddle 61 or whichever was the one where shadow was the culprit with the "fammiliar laugh". Fun enough, just before that in the very same fucking riddle I noticed that we are given different information on mr.shadow at different times and stockpiled the info I found, which left me missing only his height, and upon seeing the phrase "fammiliar laugh" my neurons fucking fired and I frantically skimmed the book to find that one case around 36 with Irratino as a suspect to find his case file and sure e-fucking-nough all the info matched except for the missing height, which couldn't match due to being missing, and I was this close to screaming out loud (which I couldn't cuz I was in some class at the time))

So I work my way through chapter 4 like a champ, the autism helping for once, feeling proud of myself for basically never needing hints.

Then case 91 rolls around and I get hopelessly stuck.

It was last weekend when I was at my dad's house (split custody) and I genuinely could not figure out the suspect statements, even after using the hint, and was so close to just checking the answer that I decided to just take a break.

Then, on what I presume to be Monday, I got it.

It was late but my night owl mind was sharp and I was kinda embarassed for not figuring it out earlier, but hey, autism was cooperating for a suspiciously long amount of time, so my defeat shouldn't've been a suprise at all.

Then, between 11 PM and 1 AM I solved cases until case 97 (it was late at then and I was fucking tired (pretty sure I had to go to school at 8 am as well)) and had fun

And when case 95 rolled around I was really excited to see my boys hanging out finally and bonding further, but the detective code made me really curious.

So, somewhere between the witching hour and 1 in the morning, I painstakingly flipping what seemed to be the entire fucking book back and forth for every letter I needed to decode. I was extremely excited to find the answer, and giddy because I love a good mental challenge.

I got the gist of the message about halfway in, but refused to believe it until I got the whole thing decoded.

"[on zaczął] się w nim zakochiwać"

"[he started] to fall in love with him"

I was so close to screaming, because I genuinely expected the oxymorons to be this thinly-veiled thing that isn't ever stated outright but is also never denied, and yet here I was, staring at the words that seemed to burn into my retinas with their simplicity and message.

And, as the dust settled in my brain, one thing hit me.

Holy shit it's canon

I finished the book in its whole glory on a PE lesson on Wednesday, and immediately knew I needed to get the second book right fucking now.

Yet, poland continues to be poland, and as I input the book into my Empik app to find which store has vol 2, I am met with the answer of Westfield Mokotów, which is about an hour away by public transport. Coincidentally, that same trip by car happens to be only about half that time, leading me to devise my epic plan

Ask Mom if she'll drive me there

If yes, let Mom drop me off and get the book (success!)

If no, go there by public transport and get the book myself (longer, but still success!)

Well, after my mom came home literally as I was writing the texts to her, I presented the plan, which got interrupted by Mom giving me three pieces of information:

That mall is close to my mom's workplace

She cant get me the book today, but she could the next time she'll be working stationally (she works from home most of the time to take care of me and lil' sis and the dog better + it's more convienient)

My big sister's workplace just so happens to be not far from the same mall as well

So, plan now revised, I go to my chat with sis and ask her.

I did not even start typing the actual logistics before she agreed to buy it for me. Not to drop me off there, not to take the money from me so it's like I'm buying it anyway, but to actually buy it for me.

So, after writing something along the lines of "OMG TYSM ILYSM!!!!!! <3 <3 <3" and her writing back that she'll get it on Thursday when she goes to work stationally again, I walk away on could nine and go scrolling this very tag for content of my precious idiots.

Thursday (today) rolls around, and my day is okay. Math test first period, but I'm math autistic so I came in late and finished first, instead of english the six of us in our split class group go listen to a lady present a powerpoint about forest day to some year 0's (zerówka) and then chill (I'm mostly filling in the spots in vol 1 where I haven't written out the murdlers by word yet).

Then, two lessons from the end, we have commonroom period (godzina wychowawcza, with your assigned class teacher yapping on about something). We didn't talk about anything since there was a poem contest due Friday and our Polish teacher guilted homeroom teach into letting us make the poems (I wasnt making one, but like at least two people did and there was a grand total of like 12 of us so yk), and towards the end of my lesson I started feeling weird. I went to the bathroom and felt cold, so I grabbed my coat from my locker, and yet I still felt cold. And not oh-no-too-cold cold, but I-am-having-a-fever-so-everything-else-seems-cold-by-comparison cold.

(Forgot to mention, but just before commonroom my sis texts me that she got the goods and that I can just drop by and pick it up anytime. This is important for later.)

Then, just before WOS (wiedza o społeczeństwie, it's like politics jr and stuff), I ask my teacher to let me go to the nurse. Long story short, waited 15 min for her to tell me I'm fever-free, so I got back to class, still feeling queasy, and do the lesson stuffs (fortunately it was just a question sheet that our teacher was just actively telling us how to fill in and giving us good grades for that + 2 quizzes on knock-off kahoot, so it was chill)

Back at home I'm feeling queasier than ever (plus dog almost gets run pver by a bike on the fucking sidewalk right in front of the gate to our house), so I take my temperature, and, wouldn't you know it, 37.8C (deep in fever territory for the americans).

So I text my sis a pic I took of the thermometer with the caption "Me sick".

AND THAT ANGELIC CREATURE FUCKING DECIDED TO DROP IT OFF TOO!?!?!?!?

Like, our next texts were just me saying variations of "TYSM ILYSM <3 <3 <3 <3" cause she was doing me so much favors this week oh gods

And now as I sit here, unstarted yet vol 2 under my arm...

I CANNOT FUCKING WAIT TO START!!!!!

Happy to be her with y'all <3

[call-me-copycat]

I recently got into MHA again after dropping it a while ago (only watched as far as season 2 shameful I know!) BUT now I'm on Season 4 and super excited!

Sorry for the ramble ���� I'll get to the point...

What does Aizawa enjoy for dinner? Does he go the easy route and get some take-out for him (and possibly Eri and Shinso) OR does he have some of those instant-make-at-home out of a box thingies? I don't know if he cooks maybe? 👀

Hello hello! Glad to see you're into MHA again ( ˶>ᴗ<˶) Don't worry about the ramble, I'm going to be much worse! (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）

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With the mention of Shinso and Eri, I'm going to split this answer into 2: The logical answer (staying loyal to the manga and putting typical Japanese standards into consideration), and then the Fanon answer (going off of what I've typically seen in the fandom)

Logical Answer (really sorry if this is blunt!):

He would not spend time outside of work with Shinso and Eri (yes yes I know we love our Dadzawa headcannons but that's what the fans are for!)

I only really watch Japanese channels on YouTube and go to Japanese websites for cooking/baking, so I have a pretty good idea of the cooking habits they have (I really like watching cooking and baking channels, I've been watching them since middle school ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ). When it comes to fandom, fans typically write based off of a US/European (their) perspective, but I strive to stay loyal to the manga/Horikoshi's word so I'm going to take his perspective into play here instead (for the sake of logic)

Aizawa would see Shinso the most due to mentoring him, and the only way I can see him eating with Shinso is if they're training late and there's a food stand or something nearby (how often do you go out and eat with your teacher? Never unless given the rare chance likely). He'd definitely set a strict barrier in place to keep from getting too personal with students, he's a mentor and his only job is to help mold the next generation of students (a job he takes very seriously and has been doing for a very long time)

As with Eri, I'd say he would leave the bulk of supervision to others seeing as how tight his schedule is (teacher during the day? Hero at night? Grading and planning in between? He's a busy man), so I can't see him really eating with her seeing as he can only visit and check up on her

Fanon Answer:

He'd definitely be stricter towards Eri and Shinso when it comes to eating compared to himself (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ He'd want them to be healthy! I'm sure that after meeting both of them and having them eat healthy he'd start focusing on his health too, not really thinking about it in the past. On lazy days though he'll definitely treat them (and himself but he's not saying that) to some takeout ♪⁠～⁠(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

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Rest of Overall Explanation:

Most likely would use his rice cooker for everything. It's a very versatile and practically fundamental machine in Japan, and you can put lots of stuff in there with the rice. That being said, I think he would jump around with his diet.

Most days, as tired as he is I think he'd try his best to uphold good(enough) eating habits - he's a pro, he needs to be fit and healthy in order to stay in top shape! While he doesn't have time to cook anything over the top, there are lots of easy and healthy foods to be made.

That being said, protein is a must. He definitely strikes me as someone who prefers pork. I'm just going off of vibes here though -⁠ᄒ⁠ᴥ⁠ᄒ⁠-

Also fish! I'm positive that every single character who lives in Musutafu eats quite a bit of fish, they live right next to the ocean and it's one of the most eaten foods in Japan (*´∀`*) Sticking to that protein thing, too

With a typical Japanese meal there are lots of little dishes instead of one large one, and one of those bowls are just for rice since that accommodates the other foods. He'd definitely have a ton of rice in that bowl (⁠๑⁠¯⁠◡⁠¯⁠๑⁠)

It's a bit harder to make/find quick, cheap, and healthy foods in America than it is in Japan, so Aizawa would have it easy (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

Boiled noodles with some corn, cabbage stew with chunks of beef, some chopped carrots/beef/potatoes boiled with a curry block (easy curry), literally anything over rice...you name it, if it's easy to make he'll make it (◍¯∀¯◍)

On tougher/tiring days I can't really see him eating instant noodles unless he is hungry. He'd most likely eat a jelly packet or just sleep it off ┐⁠(⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠)⁠┌

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So very sorry for the long explanation! I got too deep into it, but I really like writing for MHA so I tend to dive deeper into the characters, I get carried away a lot but I hope it was a fun read! (；´∀｀)

[kastlenetwork]

Hi! So I'm pretty new to the kastle fandom and wanted to know if there are any like- classic fics or interviews or memorable moments in panels and cons (with the actors) that I should know about? I know about the interviews that are on the kastle wikifandom page but only because I've read them.

helloooo! welcome to the family! it's been quite quiet lately, but frank and karen are always in our hearts lolol and every now and then there's a little resurgence, so that's nice. umm first up interviews. there's a lot of little quotes here and there that were a big deal. we didn't get many interviews of the two of them together, if i remember correctly. i think two comic cons were pretty exciting.

here are some interviews from comic con 2017 yup

this is a cute clip from last year, where deborah talked about how jon's intense but really uplifted her. and that they want to work together again.

(i'm looking at kastle's wikifandom and, really, the big interview quotes all seem to be there.)

“ … just in terms of whether this is Jon’s story to tell or my story to tell, you just want to kind of be respectful of everybody’s contributions. Jon and I have certainly felt that there is room for a romantic story in there. And there were certainly scenes where we took it farther in some takes than we did in other takes. We’ll have to sort of wait and see what the editors chose, and how far they decided to push it. But we as actors allowed for that possibility.” -deb cinemablend

deborah and jon were both supporters, but deborah was always including frank into karen's romantic potentials:

“But all of the romance I’ve gotten to play, with any of the characters in the series, whether that’s Frank or Matt, they all come from a need. From a lonely person, a person who doubts whether she is deserving of love.” -deb collider

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“I like that Karen can say, ‘How far down this road of violence of revenge do you go before you’re ripped apart?’ and he can look at her and go, ‘I’m already ripped apart. And you are, too.‘” -deb 92.1 bobfm

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“When professor [Jeph] Loeb [Marvel TV head] told me we were gonna do a series on The Punisher,” Bernthal continued, “first thing i asked him is would I have the pleasure and the honor to work again with one of the most honest, the most kind, and the most talented actors I’ve ever had the privilege to work with.” --jon ew

oh! karen page being announced for the punisher. very cute.

"i just want to say, you guys don't love him as much as i do" was very exciting when it happened lmaoooo. the hope for kastle was high.

*****

i'll be honest up front and say, i tend to forget a lot of stuff? so, basically, i can read a fic and then read it again months later and it's like a brand new experience. which is both a blessing and a curse. so, i basically just zoomed through my bookmarks to try and find some things?? 😩😩

(i'm scanning my bookmarks and.............a lot of them are basically just smutfdjklgsdfjglkdfjglkdfjg)

ballads for a dead man ���❤ [three parts, unfinished] Safe up in the mountains with Frank following a bloody showdown in Hell's Kitchen, Karen wonders just how much more complicated things between them can get. She's about to find out.

these heavy words, your open heart 😘😘 (this was a kastlechristmas gift to me from @carry-the-sky 😊❤) “You told me once that I was honest. That I don’t lie to you. But the hospital—you asked me to start over, and I said I didn’t want that.” Karen sucks in a breath. Frank’s eyes are still on her, wide and bright. It’s the most vulnerable she’s ever seen him look. “I lied,” he says.

The Reporter  [kinda iconic ❤👀] Force Recon missions keep Marines isolated, entrenched for long periods in covert locations. They rarely received visitors, and in Frank’s long experience, the visitors were almost never civilians, let alone gorgeous blondes with mile long legs and sky blue eyes. Frank was trying not to stare. They all were. Well, everyone except Bill, who’s face had just split into a shit-eating grin.

The Flower Cam [oh god, the flower cam! i just remembered!! ❤] It had been a long time since there had actually been any flowers in the window. She must have trashed the white roses after his latest bullshit at the hospital with Madani and the kid. Good. Good for her. She should forget about him. But still… Frank couldn’t help but check every once in a while.

actually just, everything in their ao3. i have all this bookmarked.

(..................god, my bookmarks are really all smut. this says a lot about me.)

Castle’s Auto Shop ❤❤ yes. yep. Karen Page is in need of a car mechanic. Castle’s Auto Body Shop seems a reasonable choice. There’s just one problem: This little auto shop has become a well-known spot where less than honorable people to go get their car fixed…only to have justice find them at the next stop light. Having her brother’s truck fixed there means Karen will have to own up to a few secrets in her past.

Blood and Bone ❤❤❤! this is the fic that has seared itself into my brain. i've never once forgotten this. iconic. Frank Castle is a boxer at the top of his game. Laconic and anti-social, he has a reputation for being an incredibly-tough interview. Karen Page is a sports reporter trying to prove herself in a male-dominated field. She's done playing games--trying to be the "Cool Girl" who caters to the male fantasy--and now she's on a mission to take no shit. "For a while, the fact that an interview with Castle lasting longer than 5 minutes even existed was big news. Splashed all over the message boards—circulated among boxing and Castle fans alike. The very concept that someone actually got the man to sit down for more than a breath of time and give multiple-sentence answers to a question—it was huge. Massive. It was the only thing Castle fans could talk about. Until three months later, when Frank Castle disappeared. Then that was the news. It was the only news."

this is hard lmaoo how ludicrious. i have about seven collections from some of our events, as well. there's loads of good stuff in there:

kastlesmutweek 2018

kastlesmutweek 2019

kastlechristmas 2018

kastlechristmas 2019

kastlechristmas 2020

kastlechristmas 2021

kastlechristmas parent collection

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

late to the ship name convo but just dropping in to say that in the minecraft Life Series fandom, ship names are equally split between character name combos, as well as unique ship names. For example people use Scarian (Scar x Grian) and Desert Duo pretty much interchangeably.

Some other examples of both types are:

Ranchers, Flower Husbands, Ethubs (Etho/Bdubs), Renchanting or Treebark, Grumbo (Grian and Mumbo), and Shiny Duo.

Most other fandoms I’ve seen tend to use one style or the other, so it’s interesting to see them used equally.

i had been under the impression that the duo names were for platonic endeavors only but then again i've heard those ppl get up to some pretty wild shit so maybe this shouldn't be all that surprising

[chickpea0]

Going to be real for a sec, just thinking outloud because I know this is a safe place and I need to get thoughts out. Veeerry long! Not a vent just a brain dump. do not bother reading this unless youre really reallyyy into biographies lol this is literally 1,915 words

I'm stuck inbetween minds at the moment. I keep asking myself if regression, or dreaming, isn't really for me. I found agere and petre when I was very young, about 14; it piqued my interest because I'm a very curious person, interested in different lifestyles and ways to explore the self but I also think that because I was just coming out of childhood even though I thought my childhood had ended years before. I was just growing out of being a tween and at that stage in life, it's really startling going from childhood to seemingly adulthood overnight and it's quite natural and common for people to want to cling onto things when everything is being shaken up like that.

Intamacy with people, vulnerability and emotional closeness is always somethign I've struggled with and felt like it was just out of reach so the idea of allowing myself to be back at a stage where I was raw, authentic and less closed up was really really appealing. Plus, the idea of people understanding that and guiding me and just being around me would mean they *really* like me and they're not just there because they have to be, even though I've never had a caregiver though I have had like 2 online friendships where I could be baby around them which felt quite good but I never quite felt satisfied. probably because it was online and neither laster over 3 months. I'm practically always masking and the idea of being weird (I mean this without negative connotation) and expressive really sounded amazing. I have also always always always wanted to be apart of a community but I just never have. No clubs or hobbies that made me feel welcome growing up, no proper friend groups that made made me feel at home, I think I've been in a lot of fandom/online community spaces just because I wanted to feel apart of something though because I was never able to contribute it just felt like a one-way mirror.

So!! I find a lovely community like this! With a focus on mental health, togetherness, working through things and taking time to appriciate things, it's great! I love you guys! I can even make moodboards and little posts and I have a cg blog and a slightly bigger blog where I help boost creators on here. I have mutuals!!!!! People follow me!!! We talk on tags and comments!!! I feel like I have insider knowledge and experience because I've had a lot of oppertuinty to reflect on life and mental health and even on regression itself. But thing is I do not regress often at all. When I do it's for split seconds. When I'm really sleepy, when I'm allowing myself to be vulnerable, if I'm having a weird spacey day. I'm not sure if it's more dissociation or a sudden wave of emotion or what. I think I'm just generally an immature person some times. I haven't grown up yet, I'm only an adolescent. It's not something I want to force because forcing things like this, especially if it is dissociation, can be pretty bad for your brain. Age dreaming is a different thing though.

For me I'm between a rock and a hardplace. I do not feel like I regress organically enough to be on here nearly as much as I am. I'm so tense that I feel like I can't relax or open up enough to enjoy even age dreaming. Brainfog, sure! But it's not regression. I also do not want to edge too far and go into maladaptive nostalgia terratory. I feel, lately, like I kind of need to say goodbye and thank you to my childhood but it's over now and that doesn't have to be a bad thing. I think there's such a focus- everywhere online not just here- on "how good" the old days were. People making heart wrenching nostalgia edits with slowed minecraft music and ambient noise just to rake in veiws and to pull at your own heartstrings. It's natural to seek solace and yearn for something that was so familiar and safe especially at a time where not only is daily life changing for the individual but also for society at large. But rose tinted glasses are not accurate and can be dangerous. Nostalgia should be something that makes you feel light and refreshed. When you hear a song that you haven't heard in years and go 'oh! I remeber! I remember what my brain was like back then' and smile and move on. Maybe taking inspiration from it.

But.

I feel like my nervous system is so fried that making any progess is really draining and proper healthy coping mechanisms never seem to stick. I also feel very isolated, having no irl friends at the moment and not having any purpose like education, work, volonteering, passions, whatever. These are all things I have experienced for well over a decade which is... obviously a very large chunk of my life so far. So I really do need something to fill my life with, a familer space with familiar ideals and stuff. You guys are great. You have such refreshing takes and it just feels so calm and kind here. At the end of the day despite feeling a bit repetative at this point for me, I do enjoy looking at life through this lense. This place has not changed much at all since I started my blog in 2021. It's honestly one of the most consistant things in my day to day life! God. even the streets are changing but it's nice to know I can log on here if I need some reliability.

And thing is, I don't know if it's related to my ASD or my trauma or lack of experience in the world or none of those but I just feel a few steps behind my peers. They are all acting on their life plans or getting out and being social or enjoying new relationships. And I'm perfectly fine taking things at my own pace and growing in my own way but I just don't fit in really. I genuinely feel like I'll hit my stride in my mid twenties or older. Not because I'll have more qualifications or be high up in a career, I just feel like that is when I'll really start knowing and feeling like myself. That's the age when people generally start to figure things out. Basically, I like it here because I feel like I'm in a more similar life state. my focus is on getting through the day and making my own steps. I'm fine as long as I'm growing even if I'm burnt out lmao. Healing for over a decade drains you and I feel like my mental capacity is so small at the moment because of it. Like. I can't pick up a book or a new hobby or a job whatever because ALL of my bodily, mental, spiritual, emotional energies are going into mending and stuff. I feel like a 29 year old preschooler lol. 5 o'clock shadow and a sippy cup. haha. I like it here because it's like easy mode. it's like a holiday for your brain.

I'm honestly not sure what the point I started off with was. I have sooo many thoughts swirling in my head. At the end of the day I feel so burnt out and like I said, with such a small bandwidth that I feel like even regressing or dreaming or even just thinking about it is too much. Like. I used to cope and regulate by imagining scenarios in my head, like fanfics in my brain when I needed a little comfort but now I just can't! I can't imagine myself with a dream job or in a fantasy world or kissing someone cute, I just don't have it in me. It's not like I'm super low or anything, I'm actually generally pretty stable at the moment. I think what I want right now is to not feel alone. I don't want a relationship per se, not sure if it'd be fair to start something with someone but having a nice social circle would be a big relief. I can't remember ever really... having that. I guess I'm esoteric, with a full plate. I had a nice group of friends in college for about 2 years but thats dead now, we got on each others nerves at the end. But it was nice while it lasted. Imaging having a caregiver or being one is one of the only ways I can barely scratch that itch of wanting to rely on someone. Like. It's so deep at the moment, wanting comfort and all that, that "normal" soloutions to that just don't hit hard enough. Like I could imagine having a really nice friend group but irl I would need to be in a healthy friendship for quite a while before it started fulfilling that need, so imagining someone coddling me like I am a child, like I am something to be cherished, not just valued but cherished, that hits harder. thats nicer to think about. also also also co regulation + company is something i really desire.

I feel like I am so entwined with this community, more than anything else these days. It's sort of got a grip on me. and i dont know how i feel about that. none of you guys know me. i have mutuals, nice mutuals and people who are in my notes but none of you actually know me. i think maybe this place is more of a fantasy than a reality for me. and that tells me i need to distance myself but what else do i have?

I've tried taking a break before, you might remember, it only ended up being a few months but it was nice to come back.

right thats basically it. I assume if you've made it this far, seeing as I'm not even writing to anyone I'm just emptying my brain, I assume you're a very curious person. Someone who likes to feel involved. Like meeee. If anyone has any advice or sage wisdom or anything you want to say at all, please go ahead. This post is basically a bunch of thoughts with little resolve. This isn't really something I want to bring up with my therapist because onneee, I'm embarrassed, twwwooo she has most likely no idea of what age regression this, in this context. like. the age regression they talk about in regard to mental and psychological contexts, its pretty different to all this. anyway. i have other things in therapy to talk about lol maybe one day ill bring up that i feel like a small child in certain situations but let her lead that conversation. ah so.

yeah like. yeah. hi. if this resonates, im glad you found that. yeah. yeahhh i dont know. i have a lot of stuff going on. nothing in my life is straight forward. hence the... want to simplify things. I'm really tired now, wow!

to conclude, I'm a baby not necessarily a regessor. I'm running on fumes. i have a weird relationship with agere and im very hot and cold about it. goo goo ga ga but also i want to be respected and seen as a capable adult. i need a hobby. i need to rest but blehhhhh.

Here's a puppy as a treat for reading it all

[wishing-stones]

Updates

Apologies for the lack of updates on any R&R content lately, the brain does not want to do it LMAO

Instead, I've started work on another multi-chapter fic: Ready Aim Fire (With... punctuation in the title pending)

This would be the Star Sanses x Paintball Reader fic. I've gotten a few chapters written, but unlike R&R, RAF has a beta. Should help with continuity errors and the like. I won't be posting any of it until it's been gone over.

I'm not abandoning R&R, but I'm having difficulty getting started on the content I want to write for it. Nothing good comes out of what gets forced, so I'm directing my creative energies elsewhere.

Additionally, my workstation has been moved. I do the vast majority (98% or better) of my writing at work because the lulls in responsibilities and tasks are often wide and boring. Without real consultation, my station was moved out into the open a little more (where I previously sat in a corner specialized for my job) with the manager occasionally sitting over my shoulder.

Feeling like I'm being babysat does not help my creativity in the slightest, and I feel like I have to kind of... hunch over to be able to write anything without someone reading over my shoulder. Even writing the most innocuous of things, I haaatteee people reading over my shoulder. It's already happened once at this job (I was editing a site page at the time) and I really don't want it to happen again.

Fortunately, the manager both isn't here very often, and doesn't like the setup. I'm hoping this is a very temporary thing. My back is also to the office printer, so I have a pretty steady stream of people behind my desk a lot. That isn't new, but it's more difficult to handle now than it was before.

Also contributing to my lack of ability to make anything is the somewhat unfortunate complete-attention-grab of Baldur's Gate 3, since my partner and I got it on our PS5 to play couch co-op. BG3 has my brain in a chokehold LMAO. I'm trying to evenly split hyperfixation between my projects and the new fandom/special interest, but BG3 is winning that LOL

Also, the domesticity of the first half of RAF is not as exciting for me to write. I'm struggling through a chapter because there's nothing really going on. Still have to make it engaging without dragging ass, so I've rewritten six paragraphs already. I also have to work with a couple of characters I'm not as practiced in writing, and I'm trying to do that well. (Neither of whom were in R&R, for the record.)

I've seen a couple of things for R&R floating around in the wild (ie, not shown directly to me; either I saw it in passing, or friends showed it to me) and it's absolutely mind-boggling that my work is as inspiring as it is, and that people talk about me without talking to me. It almost doesn't feel real. Thank you guys.

Speaking of R&R, I haven't done a proper promotion for this, and it's a crime:

If you enjoyed R&R, especially from a character interaction standpoint, you will absolutely love Rubble&Ramparts by Hiddenshadowwolf on Ao3

Here's a link

The story's premise is: what if the events of Chapter 20 didn't go so smoothly? If everyone got injured in the fight, not just Ren and Dust. What would happen if Baggs was in over his head trying to make sure everyone survives? The answer is to accost a nurse from a very mundane AU to help out, but... there's more to her than meets the eye.

Ru&Ra follows Alexis, a nurse, as she navigates the prickly personalities of Nightmare's crew, discovers and learns about magic, and becomes entangled in the complex web of events that follow xGaster's attack.

Every new chapter is a wonderful treat and an absolute goldmine of characterization and study. You can feel the love and effort put into it.

If you're over there chewing the walls waiting for content from me, go read this, it'll scratch the itch very effectively.

For now, I'll happily take continued questions about the fics, the casts, and the characters. You can ask about RAF, but some things might get a very vague answer if they're spoilery.

Thanks guys!

[arcane-ish]

some thoughts on fannish tastes and being a multishipper

I've done some soul searching lately. I went back to my fandom history, all the fandoms I've been in. All the couples I've shipped.

I've always been a multishipper. And I have shipped mlm, wlw, and mf couples.

I certainly have "types" of ships that I like for all these categories.

There's the thing: I have shipped wlw couples and I've even been fannish (as in producing content for those couples and actively advocating for them) about wlw couples.

But I feel like I could never consider myself a wlw shipper the way people are who ship primarily wlw.

Because I realize it makes the smallest percentage of my fannish activity (I was actually surprised by the numbers. It's like 10/15% wlw maybe and the rest pretty evenly split between mf and mlm. I thought it would be even more tilted towards mlm).

I know what I like in wlw couples. And at the same time I know that what attracts me to wlw couples is very different to what attracts people for whom wlw is their primary mode of shipping.

ie I look at my shipping history and I realize that my shipping standards look like this:

wlw: canon romantic and mostly healthy/light angst

mf: canon romantic and fairly dysfunctional

mlm: canonicity optional and heavily dysfunctional

There's certainly a bandwith there. But those are the general trends.

Because of this, I can say fairly concisely say what for example bothers me about CaitVi and make them less shippy to me. But I feel woefully unqualified if any of that would hit the same if I was primarily wlw shipping (for example: I have loathed or been indifferent to a truckload of really popular fannish wlw ships. Precisely because I like my wlw sweet, easy and "boring" while in mlm it can't be torrid and dysfunctional enough. The more torrid, the more fannishly inspiring.)

I should also probably note that I'm borderline allergic to good taste/I almost never ship whatever the popular ship is in any given fandom. I'll be the oddball who ships mlm in a primarily het fandom and mf and wlw in a primarily mlm fandom and het in a primarily wlw fandom. I probably have some kneejerk aversion to like anything that is too popular (probably also because I like medium sized fannish spaces better than large ones).

So when I sit and talk about how a couple is awesome or a ship was done was well it should be taken with a grain of salt. Because when it comes to fannishness I have terrible tastes and I have low key loathed a lot of couples that were "smash hits" from a fannish reception point of view (examples: Reylo, Clex, Swanqueen).

[raging-violets]

Fanfic Couples/Relationships ask game! ^_^ #1, 5, 9, 14, 20, 22, 48 and 50 . . . it's a lot, but it's a long list lol Enjoy.

I've been in a real CIscAve state of mind lately, so we'll talk about them - unless otherwise stated for a different coupling! -Rhuben

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Fanfiction Couples/Relationship Ask Game 1. Of the ones you’ve written, which romantic relationship has developed the fastest? How fast is it? - I don't really know if I had one that really moved at warp speed. Though, CiscAve does fall into this as they pretty quickly showed interest and dated after meeting each other. Because Cisco knows what he likes and goes for it. At the same time, that doesn't necessarily help them. They do learn little things about each other as they spend time together, but in reality, they were friendly with each other at the start, but didn't really try to be friends at the start. But there's no step by step timeline of relationships or a certain order for how things have to be done.

5. Do you have any works where you refuse to reach a certain relationship landmark, for one reason or another? - I don't always feel the need to write characters sleeping together, especially if they're teens because "not every teen is having sex." Plus, as adults, I feel like it can just be implied. Basically, I don't feel like it always needs to be used to show that a relationship is strong or show that characters are in love. It's also because a part of me feels like if I'm going to show that, there needs to be a point/plot reason behind it. And sometimes, I just don't feel like doing it. But outright refuse, maybe writing weddings and marriage. Only because I feel like I don't know how to get all the happy glowy moments written well without it feeling (to me) forced.

9. When you write, do you plan out the stages of a relationship, or just let it flow? Do you have any works where the characters seem to “write themselves”? - Kind of both. For CiscAve, I have certain "beats" and ship moments I want to hit that I think would be cute bonding moments between them that I think will help show the growth of their relationship. Otherwise, I just let it flow. For The Flash, Eddie and Averey's friendship writes itself - they're two people who've bonded with each other over experiencing situations that made it hard for them (from their perspective) to fit in with other people. For 3 Ninjas, Colt and Rhuben write themselves; that's one of the easiest ones for me to write.

14. Are there any relationship dynamics/tropes you want to write in the future, but haven’t yet? - I don't think so. I think as my stories get longer I eventually hit on a multitude of dynamics whether or not I initially planned it. I do have base tropes that I'll start and our build the foundation on and repeatedly show with relationships, but not any specifically I can think of I've avoided.

20. Has a character ever felt pulled in two directions as you wrote them? How did you resolve this? - When I was first developing Averey as my Flash OC, I did strongly consider pairing her with Eddie. And, I probably did kind of write it that way as if to lead into that at the start of my fics before solidly landing on Cisco being OTP for her. Not to mention I was trying to decide on whether to write the fic if Averey was already an established character or you go on the journey with her. For the first idea, she'd really have the bickering/teasing bond with Barry and also work for CCPD as a crime scene photographer and for a while, just be an ally to the team. The multiple Earths in the show helped me figure this out as the slight changes from world to world where I can explore all of this.

22. Have you ever written a break-up scene? How did it go? Was it a permanent split? - Oh, multiple. For a while, no matter what fandom I would put my OC Rhuben Jackson in, it was normal for her to quickly develop a crush, quickly be in a "relationship" (whether serious or just a few months), and just as quickly break up with said person - in contrast to our OC Riley who would usually be the second one to enter a relationship and she'd always stick with said canon character. Partly because I couldn't fully decide which canon character to pair her with so I'd find a reason to break them up to try out the two different dynamics (which, admittedly, didn't always work and was pretty contrived). I have come to find I usually keep it vague or have it be part of an argument because i don't feel as if my writing can actually pull emotion and tears from my readers. (This is also why I don't write comedy based things, because I think things are funny, but I don't know if other people actually think it is.) In regards to CiscAve, they'll have multiple whether it's a fully fleshed conversation or just how awkwardly a conversation goes because Averey has a hard time allowing herself to fully open herself up emotionally because she prefers to not be out of control of her emotions. And when you're with someone, you can't control their emotions.

48. Are there any relationships you’ve lost passion for writing? Are there any relationships that started slow but gained momentum over time? - No, I end up liking all of the relationships I write, whether familial. platonic, or romantic. Because it's just fun seeing how people act and react and interact between different people. Though, admittedly, I haven't written a lot of Averey and Iris together but that's just because she does so much around Barry and S.T.A.R. Labs that they don't really hang out. I have started showing that in "Out of Focus" and the unspoken things between them because they both (at a time for Iris) view Barry as a close confidant and brother, so to see someone else. Averey has that bond through their family and with metahuman work that Iris doesn't have a part in and on the other hand, Iris has it through all the experiences Averey probably would have shred had she not been a secret child the whole time. So I am excited to learn how to write them together and how they relate to each other. As for what started slow but gained momentum, Averey's ties to the Royal Flush Gang and Melanie Walker and her reluctance to accept that she's more like Lisa Snart then she wants to admit is something I've found myself really excited to write more as the fic series goes on.

50. Free space! Brag on yourself! Advertise your writing! What are you most proud of recently? - Right now, I'm really proud of what I have planned for my Chronicles of Narnia fanfics. It'll only cover Prince Caspian and Voyage of the Dawn Treader, but it's one that I really feel like my ideas truly take the canon and expand and twist on it so much in a way I'm excited to see come to fruition. It's the first time I'm writing something that's dual timeline, so it is a bit of a challenge, but it's a challenge I'm excited to do. For everything else, I'm going through those "should I continue with what I have or just start over now that my brain is getting a billion new ideas and different ways to do this?" thoughts.

[yourthirdparent]

Do u have any MK rarepairs?

hello llewayinghorses. yeah i have ummmm a lot lmao. for the purposes of this i'll be stretching the definition of rare pair a Little because while sure some of these have like over a hundred fics it still feels p small To Me. anywayd

biliang is one of them, as well as kuaitomas. both of these are mk1 btw. sorry beloved followers i am a scorpsmoke lover blame Do you feel it travel in and out your heart? on ao3 (i was shipping them way before i read that fic it's just my favourite). and a biliang lover but i've already mentioned that one before on here.

haven't been Incredibly into those lately though cuz the liu kang hyperfixation hit like a train and now all i can do is set him up with other people he can fuck nasty (or not fuck at all i do love an ace liu kang. more like liu king. sorry.) but they are still on the backburner.

for liu pairings aka my only pairings ever........... holdon let me just bust out the chart

ignore the fact that the colour doesn't mean anything Anyways liutana and liulao aren't rare, shangliu is actually surprisingly popular considering it has so few fics (like 50 total i think split between the liu vs fire god liu tags?), liuhan probably is considered rare but idk maybe it's just because i'm in my part of the fandom but i see it p often so probably not very rare. kuailiu and liutomas are both rarer than that. railiu is p rare, i don't really see it often (but i'd love to because it's actually such a good pairing it's so cool oh my god) uhhhh liugeras is pretty rare considering how much sense it makes but i get it w/e yk. uhhhh kenliu and liucage are both p rare. especially cuz i ship liucage the hardest in the 1995 mortal kombat movie (so sad that i can't write for that movie. cries) which already doesn't get much fandom activity. oh baraka and liu is like super rare lmao but they're so cool !! i think there's lots of potential there idk maybe i'm just a freak. i do mostly ship them in mk11 though (mostly just cuz i don't want to deal with contagion lmao). sindel and liu are rare i suppose (also i forgot to mark liu and jerrod but i do ship them as well they're a throuple) as are liu and syzoth but i don't really care for them Much they're just fun sometimes but they aren't on the brainrot list. quan chi and liu are also rare but yk same principle as syliu i don't care all that much. i just like them both and i think they could have Something. evil. also liu and mileena is mk11 specific and it's also complicated but the sad thing is there's no fic for them and i'm too scared to write it (that's a lie i'm just not creative enough)

uhhhhh i also ship kenleena which according to twitter is actually popular but i've not seen it a damn time which SUCKS !!!! guys please i love taleena but why should i care for Them in mk1 when i could be shipping mileena and the guy whose eyes she gouged out. i think that slays. taleena is also a slay ofc but in mk1........ i need something with a little more Spice like they had in mkx. give me toxic yuri or give me death. they need to be treacherous and then have a kid or i'm out.

let me pull out the mk11 chart too fuck it

again shangliu is p popular shockingly however mk11 shangliu is a lot less popular. sonya/liu is actually so rare that i made the ao3 tag and i'm one of like. four shippers lmao. but i mostly ship them in conjunction with liucage in mk11 and only really ship them on their own in mk21. liu/jax is similar in the sense that i like them more in the 2021 movie lmao. and again i'm the only one in the tag. mk11 liuhan is less common than mk1 which is sad because they're iconic. again baraka and liu are always rare, railiu is p rare (though it does have some absolute masterpieces in the ao3 tag. ty melochromatic can we please be friends you're so cool). fujin/liu is also uncommon but i love them so sosososis99ssjowehhrishwkshrkebf much (i just like both of the characters and decided to slam them together for my amusement) blahblah again with mileena and geras and liulao and liutana are both popular.

SIGH. in addition to all of these i have some bonuses like sindel/sheeva and jadetana which might not be Rare but it is lovely and frossie which definitely Is rare (heartbreakingly) and probably more that i don't want to list. GASP FOR AIR.

[chevvy-ryder]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Not being tagged, just thought I could share some stuff I'm onto. :) Decided to tag others because I'd love to see an update from you as well (if you got sth, no pressure!).

So I'm tagging; @imaginarycyberpunk2023, @medtech-mara, @elvenbeard, @humberg, @ugh-my-back, @itzsassha, @kittenchrissy, @hydrasshole, @spicyraeman, @bnbc, @drunkchasind, @morganlefaye79, @gloryride FYI: some of you are currently hyperfixating bg3 I know; doesn't matter to me. You are welcome to share wips of this as well (even I'm not into it) bc you may have followers that may be interested to see that as well?

—

At first

So, last weekend I've been producing a little mass of Ryder in things VP I can now scatter over the next few weeks — at the cost of entirely neglecting my other boys once again. As always I feel bad about it, because they deserve attention as well (especially JJ bc he got the least atm, but @gloryride takes so pretty shippy pics of Enzo and him lately, I'm always melting when I get to see them! I'll give him and them love soon too I promise!). It is what it is — Ry happens to be my personal fav. I have to accept it and say it is okay.

— NPV

Some of you know I have him already as npv and I was about to get things ready for others who might be interested in taking pics of him or/and befriend him with their own ocs.

FYI: His npv is not only for me! So feel free to ask me about him. I do not bite (but he does) :)

However, just by using his npv version only a few times I knew I need more than the 15 outfits he already got due to story related things and general vp ideas with two or more ocs in my head. So only after like what? — barely three months he's going to receive an update with the rest of his outfits to be added. There's only one permission I'm waiting for. If I do not receive an answer in the next days, these two outfits will be added without that specific piece.

— VP

I. Nice pics

That I took a mass of him mainly happened bc I needed 2-3 pics for my info pdf as I grew tired of some older ones (without raytracing) and I was missing one for Formal, Summer and one for Merc anyways as well as the Special category, so I took pics in one of the outfits that are presented there.

I'll post them during the next few weeks. It's just pretty pics since their intention is more or less focused on the outfit in general.

I'm trying to get more interesting shots in between but I'm super critical with myself thinking my ideas aren't 'great', ' very conceptual' or 'interesting' enough (I do not feel forced to do it in the fandom, but I know I should do it ore often bc it is my job life too) – I do think the same about may daily business work and yet I receive comments from coworkers like 'You're so creative with this one' and 'glad I took your expertise', so I can't be that uncreative, heh?.

II. Sneak Peak

Y'all may have noticed that there's a new harness out for both female and male and ofc I was all bats about how it looks on Ry. So here I can show you his fine belly for now:

My Idea was to take pictures in green light (the Afterlife stairway). But once I started colorgrading afterwards in Adobe Lightroom, I almost deleted the entire green because the brown makes him look way more "realistic".

I'm torn between doing all pics this way or split it up into both. The green def. has a nice catch but I'm so sold to the colorgraded version. I want to bring him back together with Thyjs there anyways, so maybe I'll use the green for them instead and then pics in the Afterlife stairway make more sense (if I try think story wise) rather than jsut a nice photoset with lots of skin that could have been shot anywhere since you do not see wehere it is exactly. Next days will decide what I do with the green or not.

III. Reshots.

Ryder is turns 1 this year! September 17th is his creation day (his birthday is October 31st though). <3 So I took the opportunity to look at his first pics I did back in the day, where I had zero clue what to do with him. A few characteristics were set; like his black clothing only concept but in general I didn't know how he would react in pictures. Today I know!

Here's a another sneak peak. Taking him from emotionless oc to German Raver Dude™. <3

Fun fact: I forgot to add his blade cyberware back then on the first day and redid the pics already the next day (Sep. 18th) with the blades but left this pic on the left out bc I didn't like it that much. He looked at me like a psycho and made me think "Will I like you?"

Last year I tried to make my pics colorful, because Cyberpunk is a colorful game after all, but I forced myself to do bc usually my style is and always has been like the colors are in the right picture; desaturated, with a nice noise. I'm happy I went to retake his first pics and I'll continue with a few (e.g. The Atlantis, Konpeki red maybe too).

— FIC (snippet)

Here's one of my rp answers of a deep talk Ry and Arki are having during a rooftop party. It's only my reply so it's why Arki does not say anything here.

Ryder suddenly feels understood. He shifts into an upright position, placing one knee onto the other, his foot wobbling to the sound of the music playing in the background. Arki almost sounds like he’s battling the same, but on a different level. You feel like that too? Ry’s eyes get bigger and he gives off a rather surprised look as he listens further. He decides to sip his bottle again, takes a deep breath, then shifts into another position anew, looking at the reflection in the glass. “Yeah — ‘Bad. Enduring. Aggressing. Sinister. Termination.' — or in short: 'B.E.A.S.T.' That's how I started calling it that way.” Ry states, eyes back on him. “It forces me to do -bad-. It’s sort of an -enduring- beat in my head, I can beat Beast only for a time while listening to hard rave beats. — It makes me -aggressive- to no end. It -scares- me because out of not knowing what’s happening I am frightened to see what I’ve done again because— because it only ends with -termination- for my opponents while I’m just lucky to have survived each time.” Ryder adds with a cracking voice followed by a sigh.

Arki’s ‘You are not alone, Ryder’ gave Scharfenberg, to his own surprise, hope again. “Funny,” he lets out next, another tiny laugh leaving his lips. “Never thought someone could understand me, feel what I feel. And out of all it turns out to be you.” — He explained it to V and to Thy. They tried but will never understand it entirely because they do not –thank the netlords– have to deal with it as he has. “How it looks inside me, how it screams and yells in there. Tells me how I have to do it.”  I never wanted this, Ryder thinks for himself. Must kill! Beast barks at him immediately. Halt doch einfach mal die Fresse! Ryder yells back in German in his mind, his teeth bared a little behind lightly twitching lips as his expression slips for Arki to see. “But I—” he goes on, eyes continuing to fix onto Arki’s. Fetch me souls! “— how can I win? Be good? Get rid of it — the fire, the burning voice, the constant pounds and torment? That rage?” Ry throws in one question after another, gaze fixated on the other man as if he awaits an answer Arki surely may not have for him either after he told how he feels as well. Scharfenberg takes a bigger sip and enjoys the fizzing of the beer on his tongue again for a moment. “I can't escape it. Got to go the way it chases me. It’s an endless road.” His hand reaches up to rub his beard for a long moment as he leans back, hesitating if he should tell more or not. Let Arki eventually take part of his struggle he's been battling for almost eight years now. His gaze wanders off again to look literally everywhere, legs now both bob a certain rhythm even though the background music in the distance is currently off because Vijay seems to be searching for some other tunes. “For me it's a daily and constant ‘knock-knock’ that says: "Now where is that anger? That hunger to kill? You need it. Fetch me souls”—suddenly he swings back forth again, voice getting louder, teeth baring, white rings of his optics flaring up dangerously fixed back on Arki. ”Hey! — I'm here, don't you ignore me! Let me out! They harmed you. Kill them. Let me— Let me out! Must! Kill! All!" Ryder expresses himself citing Beast under repressed anger. He abruptly takes another big gulp, and falls back into the lounge, a heavy sigh leaving his lips as he’s busy for a moment pushing Beast back.

okay that was a lot actually. I could ad way more but I'll keep that for another wip post! xD

Thanks for reading and kudos to everyone who landed here!

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

So i've just stumbled upon match ups and I'm here for this concept!! Bit of fun and all that, in the spirit of reader shipping i'd love a Hobbit/LOTR/HP/Marvel match up - lover of many fandoms here!

I'm late 20s, mid size, petite. Ashy blonde/true summer season who's an Aquarius and ENFJ. Have been compared to Chloe Grace Moretz and Abigail Breslin by people which I always find a weird combo but guess it somehow works for me.

London based but split my time in New York, Dublin, and Sydney because my family is all over. Appriciative of all kinds of culture - firmly believe that we all have to eat, find ways to enjoy ourselves in life, and eventually die so why not learn about different customs and travel to experience them.

Still love my comforts though - not afraid of out there art (Poor Things is currently my fave film in the Oscars race) and was raised on the 90s Sabrina The Teenage Witch. It's a fine line between having compassion and complaining and I walk that line well. I'm serious when i'm serious but embrace being silly. Ironic sense of humour, including dark jokes but can be sensitive at times. A realist with my head in the clouds and aware of it, if that makes sense! I know how to focus and dedicate myself to getting things done but firmly believe there is nothing wrong with wanting to be taken care of at the end of the day, balance is important.

In love i'm playful and poetic but don't hold back in saying how I really feel about a person. Definitely someone who rambles and overshares with my partner but incredibly observing and loyal to who i'm with. Building up the other person is important and self care is too - i'm always up front if I need to go off and spend time alone or with friends but my husband is my best friend hands down.

So curious as to what pairings you can come up with!

I ship you with Sirius!

✨ Can’t help but spoil you with pretty jewellery just a little bit

✨ Slow dancing together at home

✨ Planning trips and adventures together (in both the wizarding and muggle world)

✨ Runs you nice relaxing baths after a long day

✨ Always able to make each other laugh

✨ He’s like an excited kid when he goes on a plane with you for the first time

✨ Holds you whenever you need and is always down for a nap together

✨ Stealing his clothes whenever you can

I ship you with Thorin!

✨ Teaching you how to dance for Royal events

✨ Buys you beautiful gowns fit for a queen

✨ Loving to read and learn about his culture and ancestry

✨ Cuddles by the fire

✨ Romantic baths together

✨ Going all in with and loving his cultural celebrations

✨ Being able to go to each other always when you just need a moment to vent

✨ Loves how well you get along with his big family and friends

I ship you with Haldir!

✨ Showing you old elvish art and buildings

✨ Makes a ritual of running you a bath every night he’s home

✨ Adventures within Lothlorien together when he’s back from boarder watch

✨ Swooning whenever you wear lovely elvish gowns

✨ Stealing his cloaks and coats, making him laugh because you drown in them

✨ Perfect height for forehead kisses

✨ Loves carrying you whenever he can

✨ About once a year to manage to convince him to go on an adventure out of Lothlorien

I ship you with Thor!

✨ Dates at the movies

✨ Cuddles after a long day

✨ Showing him fun art things and him showing you art from Asgard

✨ Exploring on and out of Earth together

✨ Having little found family dinners at your house

✨ Talking on the phone together for hours

✨ He loves how smol you are

✨ Thors life is a bit chaotic so he’s very grateful for your help with organising and structure

[katatonicimpression]

10 Questions for Writers

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

33 (40 including anons)

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

103,994

3. What fandoms do you write for?

My published fics are a pretty even split between marvel comics and mcu, with any other fandoms being dumped in anon.

4. Do you respond to comments?

I usually say thanks to positive comments, never really had a conversation in a comment section cba with that

5. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge.

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

No, don't know if I could cope with that. I could edit the shit out of someone elses though.

7. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Sambucky (mcu), it's the one I always come back to

8. What are your writing strengths?

I think a lot of the dialogue I write is funny. At least, it's very funny to me and other people tend to at least chuckle at it.

I've had some positive feedback about characterisation and tone (i.e. that they feel in character and that the vibes are good) and that makes me happy because I do often feel like I'm really on a roll with that kind of thing.

9. What are your writing weaknesses?

Aside from barely writing a word for months?

I write too short. Major problem of mine since school days. I tend to understate my points by rushing past them and don't let the story have time to sink in.

I am bad at plot. I have been challenging myself to write more structured short stories with, like, acts and stuff. And while I think i've been doing ok on that aspect, the part of plotting I clearly still struggle with is thinking of an interesting reason for anything to be happening. So often it's just a backdrop for conversations between characters and it's so clear that I didn't care enough to think of something actually entertaining.

I also sometimes end up writing too much dialogue. Like, whoops maybe some things should be happening here instead.

10. First fandom you wrote for?

First fandom I ever published fanfic for? MCU Sambucky a couple of years ago, just before the show started (since orphaned lol that one was bad). I got started pretty late.

In terms of non-published extensive daydream fics, idk like forever ago. Probably x-men evo or, like, bbc robin hood.

Thanks for the tag! @jemgirl86

[holdingonforheaven]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Thanks for tagging me, @just-here-with-my-thoughts!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

18!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

49,105

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly Star Wars; recently I've been ping-ponging between The Bad Batch and the Clone Wars, although there's some Rebels in there, too

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Not Alone (269), Red Sky At Morning (196), Braids (136), I'll Stand In Front, I'll Take the Blow (120), and Breathless (118)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes, but I can be inconsistent 🙈 I tend to hoard comments like a dragon while I'm working on the next installment and then I'll spam reply when the next chapter is posted. So for example, right now, I'm working on chapter 4 of Not Alone. When it's done, I'll go back and reply to all the comments on chapter 3. But by and large, yes, I reply to comments! I love it!

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

Either Fallout (Cody and Obi-Wan post-Kadavo) or May Your Spirit Never Leave Me (Ahsoka's POV during the Rako Hardeen arc). It's interesting that they're both other characters reacting to Obi-Wan being hurt! That man doesn't realize the havoc he wreaks on others

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

Breathless, easy. Who doesn't love a CodyWan first kiss?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, fortunately I'm too small for that

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

I haven't yet, but I have some ideas percolating

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

I have not

11. (Stealing @just-here-with-my-thoughts 11th question!) Which fic are you proud of but wish had gotten a bigger response from your readers?

Breathless. Granted, the CodyWan fandom is pretty large and active, and it was my first attempt writing them, so maybe it just got lost in the shuffle, but I think it's underrated personally

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

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

Similar to @just-here-with-my-thoughts, I had a notebook in high school that my friend and I used to take turns writing self-insert White Collar/Celtic Thunder fanfiction (don't ask). So actually, wait, I guess my answer to number 10 is wrong. I have written one crossover

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Obi-Wan/Reader *coughs* I mean, Greg Lestrade/Mycroft Holmes. And Crowley/Aziraphale. And Eddie Brock/Venom

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

I have a non-fanfiction related WIP that has been collecting dust on my hard drive for like four years. It's a queer retelling of Hades and Persephone that I'm not sure I'll ever get back to

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've always been told I'm good at dialogue, and I do find that to be the easiest and usually the first thing I write in a scene

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Descriptions. I find it super challenging to work in settings/colors/flavors/textures/etc in a natural way that doesn't interrupt the flow of the scene

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

I've never done it, but I also don't speak another language

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter, as was the case for many Zillenial fanfic writers

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I love all my children equally! Although Not Alone has been giving me lots of dopamine lately. And I'm very excited about the things I'm working on for CodyWan Week ☺️

I'm tagging @here-be-bec, @stardustloki, @split-spectrum, @cyarbika, and everyone else who wants to play!

[anomnum]

Where I've Been

Hey folks, I just wanted to drop in and say that I am not actually dead or anything like that. Check the end of this post for information on what's actually been going on in my life, but before then, I just want to give an update on all of my writing projects.

Currently, I am in the middle of rewriting "Daughter of the Wild One," "The Brother and the Father," "Eden of the Soul, Volume One: Angels of the Dark," and "Fear Stops None, Salvation Seeker." There is also a rewrite of my oldest writing project, "Lost at Sea," being worked on, but it is not getting the attention it deserves in leu of my other fics. DotWO and FSNSS are the most actively being worked on, with TBatF and EotS taking a bit of a backseat to them. I also have multiple other unannounced projects in the background, which I occasionally work on in between the larger ones.

DotWO has been undergoing a reformat, as I wasn't a fan of the multi-part chapters, especially since AO3 doesn't allow for custom chapter numbering formats. I am instead splitting it into in-chapter Acts, which I plan to allow readers to jump to from the top of the page, so as to not overwhelm them with my admittedly mega-sized chapters. I'm attempting to drum up my motivation to keep pushing on the project, but it's slow going. The latest chapter is also still being worked on, but the rewrite and reformat is taking priority.

The rewrite of FSNSS has pretty much evolved from a simple rewrite to a complete and utter reboot, as I've gone all out with what I'm planning to do for the series. My biggest problem with the fanfics I wrote before 2022 and onwards was a lack of planning, which I've rectified by now doing an absurd amount of planning - this is part of why I've been so radio silent. I will say that I'm incredibly happy with what I've done for FSNSS, and I hope you'll all love it as much as I do when it finally releases.

A significant portion of my time has also been dedicated towards working on the latest update for my Fallout 4 mod, Anom's Sanctuary Hills Overhaul, which involves a lot of tedious navmesh rebuilding. I also have a large Metro System mod in the works, but I haven't put much effort towards it lately. My Starbound modding career is still completely dead in the water, but I'm thinking about porting all of my mods over to Nexus Mods.

Alright, time for the real talk section. My inactivity can be attributed to three things: a number of events that cropped up in my life which I'm still dealing with, a falter in my motivation to actually do a lot of things (which is sorta tied back to that first one), and the fact that nearly all of my ongoing fics are in the middle of being rewritten because my writing has drastically improved since I began all of them.

I've been reflecting a lot on my mental and physically health as of late. I do believe I have depression (hence my motivation issues, among many other problems), but I'm managing it well enough at the moment, and I believe it'll get easier to deal with once I start working. I've been going outside much more often, usually on hikes or walking through town every few days, which also contributes to my lack of actual progress on my art and writing.

I'm also fairly certain I'm on the autism spectrum, though I won't outright claim to be autistic here, as I don't have a diagnosis to back me up - a lot of the personal issues I've been dealing with just suddenly made more sense when I looked at it under this light. Especially one of my largest problems, which is my inability to work on my fanfics when I'm not actively hyper-fixated on the specific fandom they are a part of.

I apologize for pretty much falling off the face of the earth. I really need to start making these text posts, and using social medias in general, more often. I'm still kickin', and I'm still working on my projects.