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HONSIM : LATE FOR BED

SUMMARY … edmond waits for dhalsim … getting home late isn’t good when it comes to trust, but it’s good for pleasures .

CW … vaginal sex, nipple play, riding, orgasm, smoking (mentions of lung cancer), cursing, boypussy .

CHARACTERS … edmond honda and dhalsim .

AU … singer x film maker au

A/N … just going to post this from ao3 as a an apology for not posting often .

edmond lightened his cigarette after wearing his bathrobe, with impatience in his eyes. everything the japanese man wanted was nothing but spending time with his husband. why so late? he’s supposed to be in bed. why is it so stupid to smoke before bedtime? sure, he brushed his hair and everything. but waiting for his husband to return home safely is a different story. all that edmond wanted was to see his face. but all the things dhalsim would say, “i’ll be home tonight at twenty-three” would always be a lie.

he was supposed to stop smoking after dhalsim told him it was not good for his lungs. but sure, honda seemed to harm himself to forget about the lies spoken in his husband’s mouth.

“i’m home, darling.” the familiar voice came as edmond easily recognized. oh, he thought. it’s dhalsim. he already heard the door getting locked and the keys placed on the kitchen counter.

the old man came through the room quickly as edmond blew his smoke. dhalsim sighed and immediately snatched the cigarette. “what did i tell you about smoking? you could get lung cancer.”

edmond sighed. “i’m smoking because i’m waiting for ya. mind tellin’ me why ya came late again?” dhalsim looked at himself from the mirror as he played the jukebox. “i had a drink while thinking of you. all men and women are so boring… you should’ve come with me.”

“anything you want to ponder about?” edmond asked as the singer took his jewelry and earrings off. “nothing important. just tequila. any films as of recently?” dhalsim turned his head around. “nah,” the japanese replied. “i’ve been waiting for ya to come. thought of filming how beautiful ya are without those clothes.”

as dhalsim hummed the music in response, he took his rings off. “dirty brain? unhinged?” he asked. “naughty man…”

edmond smirked and stood off the bed while he walked closer to dhalsim. “show me yer voice, it makes me horny...” he looked into dhalsim’s eyes with the look of pleading to take off his clothes. the singer nodded and brushed edmond’s wet hair with his fingers, continuing to hum the song from the jukebox. as the japanese unbuttoned dhalsim’s silk shirt and jeans, he began to kiss dhalsim’s nipples with no hesitation.

“h-honda…” dhalsim pleaded while humming his song as the japanese kept sucking on those small boobs that made the singer tingle. he moaned with his lips quivering and body trembling from the cold air conditioning. it’s time to put on a good show, he thought and stopped kissing his husband’s nipples with saliva running like a bridge. “ride onto my pussy until you can’t sing anymore.”

dhalsim looked and quickly took off his husband’s bathrobe as the japanese man divorced his legs. such good views, white eyes, and brown eyes stuck on each other. such naughty eyes they got to meet at every step. dhalsim placed his hands onto edmond’s pussy lips carefully to make sure where to put himself and frot. “whenever you’re ready.” edmond spoke.

after getting on top of his vulva lips, dhalsim let out his beautiful hums again while beginning to thrust him. the singer kept his gaze on his husband, even if he would rather close his eyes and sing or moan like a pathetic old man.

“sing for me, dhalsim.” edmond commanded as the yoga master listened and let out his moanings while continuously frotting his husband…

edmond still listened to the melody from dhalsim’s pleasuring lips. the lustful singing gets louder as the japanese man rests his hands on his husband’s skin. he smirked with the blush on his cheeks, making dhalsim feel good. “sing.”

edmond continued his thrusting with dhalsim. “sing for me, slut.” he recalled as the singer rasped and sang with his mind and heart out. the japanese rests his head on the pillows, blushing heavily with the grunts of his trembling lips. astonishing voice, dhalsim’s humming and moans were like edmond’s music. “s-sing for me, my dhalsim.” the japanese breathed.

dhalsim moaned his husband’s name, still thrusting with his husband’s pussy like a good man. “ah, honda..” edmond arched his back softly, carefully caressing dhalsim’s thighs. “you’re a natural, dhalsim…” he moaned softly. “don’t ya wanna cum with me?”

“fuck, just keep going, edmond! call me every word you think…” dhalsim breathed. “we’re not done singing together.”

the singer rode his husband’s clitoris, circularly thrusting as he kept moaning his husband’s name. “what a pathetic man. it’s what he deserves.” edmond gripped dhalsim’s hips tighter, leaving scratched marks on his fingers. such a bruise that dhalsim wanted all along. he’ll get the japanese man going whenever he wants to. dhalsim made edmond his.

“i’ll forever make you mine, dhalsim-kun.” edmond’s lips quavered, eyes rolled back as his husband continuously moaned his name. “sing me that one melody again.”

“i’m your property, darling.”

“damn right.”

all gentle assurance, keeping dhalsim in hold with his orgasm, the japanese man could hardly wait and do it together. the singer cried out one last time, with pleasure and lost on reality. he’s thinking of his husband more than worrying about a single damn thing about the singing rehearsals.

“scream for me, dhalsim.”

the two of them gave their one last thrust, reaching their climax together, cumming onto each other’s pussy. dhalsim huffed, as his vision turned black, collapsing onto his husband’s body. edmond sighed as he swallowed his saliva, remaining to touch his singer’s thighs.

“you know how to sing for me, dhalsim-kun. why must hide it from me?”

the singer sighed and caressed the japanese man’s cheeks. “because it’s a terrible secret.” dhalsim smiled as edmond kissed his husband’s forehead… whether honda thinks that it’s a terrible secret or not, feeling dumbfounded with a secret? over a career?

but he decided that it was better off to not question it and play it off that he didn’t hear about it.

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HONSIM ; TALK ABOUT OLD DAYS (REWRITTEN)

SUMMARY … the rewritten version of the old “talk about old days” prompt except lukejamie is only featured there . for reasoning, please check out this post .

CW … mentions of trans pregnancy .

CHARACTERS … edmond honda, dhalsim, luke sullivan, & jamie siu .

SETTING … street fighter 6 .

A/N … this is to make it up for my inactivity there .

the sumo wrestler chef took a look at the beautiful skyscraper around edomon and its cozy surroundings. he couldn’t believe how amazed everyone was when they took a shot in there. he could even watch the statue of liberty and it felt like a dream. all dressed up with his turtleneck, he already felt warmth and wind at the same time. it was all interrupted by his workers telling him that two couple’s orders were ready and he should be serving it. “thank ya as always for letting me know. please take a break while i do my work, sir!”

edmond smiled and left the view as he began carrying the meals with his other mates. towards the couple, he placed all of the respective plates onto luke sullivan and jamie siu. “and there ya have it, please enjoy all of yer foods, fellas. all done from recipes by me!” the trainee smiled and gave edmond a handshake as an honor. “no worries, we enjoy spending time in your restaurant watching those sumo matches!” the sumo wrestler chef chuckled from luke’s encouragement. “why thank ya! we should spare some time soon, sullivan!”

after leaving the two of them alone, he then went to supervise the sumo match from the heya, crossing his hands. “yoga!” behind him, the yoga master who was also dressed up with a turtleneck placed his hands onto his husband’s shoulders. “did you miss me, darling?”

edmond turned his head towards dhalsim and gave him a big hug while spinning around. “oh, dhalsim-kun! how much i miss yer embrace!” the hindu man laughed as he gently caressed the japanese man’s cheeks. “do ya know that you’re my #1?”

“yes, my dear edmond! but please calm yourself.” dhalsim tried to snap his husband’s pda out of it. the sumo wrestler carefully placed the yoga master down as he kissed him on the cheeks. “i know i shoulda calmed myself down, but seein’ ya makes me happy! i’m so glad to see ya, dhalsim-kun!” the yoga master chuckled while kissing his husband’s lips. “glad to see you again, my darling! please, tell me what are you doing?” the couple went back to the view. “i had to serve the couple seconds ago!” he replied. “ya know they love to spend time here on edomon!” he laughed as dhalsim embraced his arms onto his husband’s shoulders. “what couple?” he asked as edmond turned around and looked at the four men. “sullivan and siu.”

dhalsim blinked, all eyes on his husband. “hm, the two rivals?” he asked as he turned around. the sumo wrestler chef glanced at his husband. “yep.” he replied. “plus, seein’ them together just reminds me of us when we’re younger.” his smile grew softly as he held dhalsim’s hands. “do ya ever miss our youth back then?” the yoga master thought and remembered memories from eighteen years ago.

back when they both met in mumbai, and became good parents with datta and sanjo edmond honda received his transition goals and dhalsim carried and gave birth to anishk. from taking down shadaloo as many times before, traveling from japan to india endless times until they finally reached their new chapter in metro city. they lost count of how many times they make love and would do anything to kiss birthmarks, bodypaints, or scars. all of the difficulties of becoming street fighters and protectors of their three children ended when honda decided to establish his restaurant in metro city. sanjo has been training sumo wrestling, datta is studying to become a doctor, and anishk enjoyed studying in his elementary school with his friends.

eighteen years of being together have been the best decision that dhalsim and edmond took and their respect for each other is so special that they deserve each other. their fate with each other was meant to be after all. dhalsim remembered everything…

“i indeed miss our youth. and the day that we met changed everything about us. you were so handsome when you were on your late twenties, and you still are nowadays.” dhalsim recalled as he held his husband’s hands back. “i love you, darling. i still love you after nineteen years of our first fight.”

as luke and jamie watched both of them in awe, the coach wrapped his arms around siu. “y’know, meathead.” he spoke. “they really could be us when we get older.” jamie blinked and laughed with a slight blush. “you mean these two guys? it will not happen ever! how do they even get together in the first place? do people really know that they were together back in the 90s or some shit?”

luke sullivan chuckled as he kissed his boyfriend on the cheeks. “it’s sometimes hard being a street fighter and being together. but we’ll work things out together, just you and me, siu.” he replied as jamie agreed and both continued to enjoy their food and companion.

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It's heartbreaking to see the number of aspiring writers and creatives who feel like they are some sort of failure, because their work and success is not "at par" with bestselling young writers of the publishing industry (eg: Coco Mellors, Chloe Gong or RF Kuang). I know the current mainstream readership on social media is very heavily divided into fandoms built around author personalities, and also around reels and content that directly plays into the narrative of such author success stories and their debut bestsellers (see: Alex Aster) but please do not let yourself be discouraged by it. Write because you love your stories, not to match up to some unattainable idea of a "prodigy".

And by the way man, you do know that this type of so called "prodigy" success depends on a variety of factors right? Not just your writing talent. Your financial capabilities, health, your security and stable home life, your social circles, your platform and following. In some authors cases, it is palatability politics (pretty feeds, aesthetic photographs, pre-established loyal follower bases, the capability to come into contact with, and commission, art, merch, subscriptions etc) A lot of you may not have that, or the resources to attain that and that is okay!!!! THAT DOES NOT MAKE YOU UNTALENTED!!!!! Please keep writing and creating!! Please stop comparing your art to the lives of people who might be far more privileged than you.

If you genuinely want to be a good writer, read, research, write. Do not compare. For God's sake, let go of the "why wasn't I a prodigy" mentality. Don't let capitalism, competitive business and prestige politics discourage you. Please. No author's worth and talent should be measured by age, of all things. Bring this energy into your life.

Gootbye.

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A/N … “talk about old days” will be re-written and will be no longer associated with the ship: edrashid . the reasoning is that the ship has affected me since it reminds me of a friendship i lost and i don’t want it to be associated with my honsim lore .

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HONSIM : SEX WORKER X FILM MAKER AU !

SEX WORKER X FILM MAKER AU … dhalsim works on a club for the money. he doesn’t have any future of what he wanted to be, but it doesn’t matter, he loves his job after all. he meets edmond honda who likes to film throughout his life and whatever he does. everything in edmond’s videos are just about his life while making photographs and make edits into one. edmond was homeless for only one thing: he didn’t have the money left to pay enough for as long as he can live and after meeting dhalsim, the sex worker let edmond live in his apartment as a roommate, with only one bed to share. they started off as friends with benefits, but throughout edmond’s consent to take pictures and videos everytime they have sex, edmond knew that he’ll do anything to make dhalsim feel loved. dhalsim loves him for that.

FILTERS USED … single by havenassist, & in vain by havenassist .

A/N … the reason i planned for edmond to be a film maker is because i didn’t have any ideas and i saw a tweet that captioned that there was a video that a couple had sex and they were falling in love, and film was on my head recently, so i thought it would be a perfect fit for honda in this au . all the things edmond did was all with consent and trust, nothing else to add .

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A/N … i had to deactivate my twitter acc ONLY because there were bots following me no matter what if i had to put it on private . plus, my account is a MESS but i will try to make it have good content as soon as i can try to make it work . but for now, dhalsimxhonda isn’t leaving anywhere .

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HONSIM NOVEMBER IS COMING .

A/N … i’m so happy to tell you this and write the best i can in two weeks for honsim november ! the challenge for me continues while this time i get the breaks for college and so goes on . honsim november begins in november 1st !

FILTER USED … HONSIM by dhalsimxhonda .

EDIT RM … madsaura (instagram)

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thinking about how the world would be better if more people understood the differences between 'the author failed to tell the story they wanted to tell' and 'the author told the story they wanted to tell, but they told it badly' and 'the author told the story they wanted to, and they told it well, but it wasn't the story I wanted to read'

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A/N … i’m going to fully pretend that terry and mai are not part of the honsim lore . season 2 is so fucking disappointing 😭

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INTRO & WHERE TO FIND ME !

hey darlings, jules here again to post a new theme / pinned for the 1st anniversary of street fighter 6 ! i’m trying to make this account as organized as i can to make it, but just know that my question box is always open for headcanons / questions about everything honsim in my story .

i will only allow requests that are everything honsim and street fighter . nothing more . but if the ship turns out to be other ships i’m comfortable with, i will be able to write them . either sfw or nsfw is alright with me, but i will not accept any prompt that contains incest, dark themes, or any other problematic themes .

just know that this account will have mature themes that may disturb audiences . if you’re uncomfortable with my content, don’t report, just block and move on . minors do not interact since i post nsfw prompts / headcanons there .

MY CARRD !

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MY WRITING MEDIAS !

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SOCIAL MEDIAS !

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HONSIM : HAPPY 1ST ANNIVERSARY SF6

A/N … happy anniversary to the best fighting game of 2023 and the most gayest game of fgc history . thank you for letting me meet honsim during world tour .

FILTER USED … SPIDER WEB by havenassist (instagram)

ART BY … @kaihihanto-art

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A/N … ITS AKUMA TIME AND you know what that means 🤭

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A/N … i’m finally done with first year in college ! more prompts will be posted soon <33

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HONSIM : ASTRONOMER X FALLEN STAR AU

ASTRONOMER X FALLEN STAR AU … edmond honda is an astrology professor from metro city’s university who looks over his students in his class. one night, he meets dhalsim, a fallen star who desires to learn about the world of metro city. they become each other’s roommate with only one bed to share, but they don’t mind sleeping together.

FILTER USED … chilled by mozcodes (insta) & saccharate by kaijucatedits (insta)

A/N … lukejamie will be the supporting ship of the story . in their role, luke sullivan is edmond’s student that keeps an eye on him & jamie is the fallen star who is the troublemaker and will have to deal with it . they’re definitely fight like if they’re rivals the first time they meet .

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HONSIM ; TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE STARS, DHALSIM

SUMMARY ... edmond wonders how many star facts can dhalsim could guess .

CW ... nsfw (mdni), vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, boypussy, nipple playing, humping, & cursing

CHARACTERS ... edmond honda & dhalsim

AU ... astronomer x fallen star au

A/N ... to celebrate my passing from my religion test, i will be sharing you my au's smut that i desperately wanted to finish . enjoy !

the shining fallen star checks up on his roommate with his eyes focused. dhalsim tried to shake the feeling of breaking their silence but wanted to touch edmond’s hair by consent gently. the astronomer professor’s hair is wet as water, and soft as dryness. no, he thought, he’s looking at me with a gentle grin. the fallen star went a little closer to the professor’s face. “tell me, dhalsim.” silence broke as edmond opened his lips. “what do the stars look like in person?” the shining star thought about it for a moment while remembering his old life in the outer universe. “your naked eyes think that they’re tiny points of light. my eyes tell you that they’re huge, burning balls of gas, just like your sun.” he replied with gentle caressing. “you can’t touch them. at least that’s what most of the other fallen stars say.”

“mmm.” he hummed with agreement. “can i touch your face?” he heard the question from the fallen star’s lips and nodded. “yes, dear. c’mere whenever ya want to.” dhalsim smirked and began to touch edmond’s soft cheeks, there’s no face paint to smudge it thankfully. the cheeks are pretty and cute to embrace it. glittering hands touching his pale skin. “can you tell me everything about the stars that you know from your education?” the fallen star asked while facing his partner. “the more massive a star, the shorter its lifespan. they live for 4.5 billion years.” honda returned. “are ya a billion years old, dhalsim?”

dhalsim chuckles at his boyfriend’s question. “you’re so curious, mr. honda. i’m just mentally 56, but who knows… my memories are blurry back then as long as i have lived in space. but i do remember some things.” the astronomer professor smiled as he placed his fingers on dhalsim’s glimmering skin. with his eyes locked into the fallen star in return, gentle big hands taking its touch. “tell me more about the stars, dhalsim.”

“might as well, honda.” he replied after both staring at each other’s eyes for seconds. after a small silence, they began to kiss their lips passionately. edmond caressed his fallen star’s glimmering body, moving it closer like its slow rhythm. dhalsim tried his best to show it his skills, he’s sure he could take over his boyfriend’s body. it made him blush after a while. “mmph..” his voice quavered as the astronomer professor deepened his kiss as their bodies kept humping together softly. “h-honda… i want to get closer to you… i need to..”

they broke their kiss afterwards while dhalsim sat on top of edmond. “you’re cute when ya whimper, my fallen star…” the astronomer smiled. “it makes me want to kiss ya while ya talk about the stars…” he continued to hump his partner’s naked body gently as they both intertwined together. such movements as the fallen star’s body remain its glow, in response of all of the erotic shit they performed. dhalsim kept whimpering while closing his eyes, as he shined more. it feels less dark in edmond’s room, cooling air blows it from its night.

“i need you…” dhalsim pleaded while continuously humping the astronomer professor’s body. “oh- the stars… agni…” edmond pressed his partner’s boobs carefully, his vision turning to black while gasping softly. “god, you’re so fuckin’ warm, dhalsim… i want to kiss yer cunt…” dhalsim bites his lips while holding his boyfriend’s hand. “i’ll let you kiss underneath my body…” he pleaded. “i’ll let you kiss inside me…”

the astronomer professor pressed his fallen star’s thighs while dhalsim watched and sat on top of his partner’s head. “good boy…” honda smirked as he began to play with dhalsim’s pussy with his fingers. “i’m lucky to have this as my dessert for the night, dhalsim-kun…” he began to lick on the fallen star’s vagina carefully as dhalsim’s face began to blush. more whimpers can be heard as the astronomer professor kisses it deeply. edmond gently licks it off as he begins to circularly finger dhalsim’s clitoris. his body glowed like a holographic light while maintaining his glittering dark body. he moaned softly with his lips closed, brushing his boyfriend’s white & black hair with his hands.

“mmh…” the astronomer swallowed his boyfriend’s fluid coming from his vagina, hinting that he was hornier and wet from his tongue swirling inside him. so fuckin’ horny, edmond thought. so fuckin’ tasty, his thoughts pleaded like his brain counts its stars. dhalsim gripped his roommate’s hair tightly, catching his breath. “this is how humans do when committing to sex?” he asked. edmond gave more french kisses to his partner’s pussy, rubbing it gently. he began to finger dhalsim faster as the fallen star kept moaning his partner’s name. “oh, pathetic boy… your pussy sure is tasty.” he licked his lips as the fallen star trembled while continuously panting. “yer body glows like the stars, dhalsim. ya really are a real fallen star…”

after half an hour of edmond’s fingering onto dhalsim’s vagina, the fallen star thrusted onto edmond’s pussy carefully while listening to his orders. the japanese gripped dhalsim’s thighs easily as they called each other’s names while rasping. dhalsim’s body kept shining brighter than any star would ever be done. colors onto edmond’s heartfelt eyes, pleasure running onto their breaths, two pussies getting wetter after dhalsim orgasmed from edmond’s fingering.

“d-dhalsim..!” edmond moaned while keeping his eyes closed, blushing harder. the fallen star held his partner’s chin gently while focusing on the thrust in him. “f-fuck!” he cried with blissful pleasure. “keep goin’, dhalsim~!” the fallen star’s heart beat for his roommate. there’s no stopping him, he’s getting faster. edmond and dhalsim kept moaning loudly as they locked onto each other’s hearts in their eyes. impatiently waiting to come for each other, the astronomer professor seriously needs it badly, for dhalsim to show him his ways as he held his roommate’s cheeks. edmond closed his eyes, with his head resting on his pillow, gripping dhalsim’s thighs again, breathing deeply. “come to me, fallen star!” he rasped as the fallen star’s body laid onto his partner’s body. “what’s that?” he asked while continuously thrusting. “like what ya did before!”

dhalsim’s body was ready whenever he wanted to be, and with edmond’s command, he gave his final thrust as he began to cum while his pussy gets more wetter. they both let out their moans out of their lips, as the fallen star rested on edmond’s body. they catch their breath together, sweat already coming down. everything felt like a blissful night and the astronomer professor was so lucky to have sex with a fallen star. so beautiful as the moon and back. dhalsim’s glittering began to fade back to its holographic colors slowly, as he touched the professor’s body gently. “you’re a natural, dhalsim-kun…” he said with a gentle sigh. “yer body does glow like the stars… the way i could study ya for hours with my love for ya…” dhalsim chuckles at the thought and gets closer to kiss edmond’s lips. “would you like to work on your studies with me someday?” he asked. “yeah.. now kiss me before i rest.”

both of them continued their kiss. gently and deeper as their tongues dance, dhalsim’s glimmering body shines yet again as they share their love once more. edmond’s mind was right all along, it can only glow when performing its pleasures.

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A/N … college and the way i wasn’t motivated to do anything won’t let me do my writing 😭😭

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Can we not be so hostile about how people write their fics?

This is partly a love letter to A03 which is being maliciously attacked.

Constructive criticism is good. But I have to say one of the things I love most about A03 is that it is such a supportive space for writers to write and share without pressure. I was a bit taken aback that there generally isn’t negative feedback. At first, I thought the glowing praise was maybe coddling and not helpful in pushing people to be better. But I was thinking from my perspective as someone who does professional writing in another capacity and is in an information science field.

But then, I realized fanfic isn’t that type of environment and A03 is the warm embrace of safety and encouragement for people to create at whatever level they are at and readers will meet them there. No, I’m not going to get the structured critique of an editor or a writing workshop instructor. But it isn’t the platform for that. And now I appreciate that. I do writing workshops when I want to fine tune a skill or learn a new approach and want the insights of other writers. But I like that my writing in social media spaces doesn’t have to be polished and perfect. I misspell things. My grammar is bad. Sometimes my flow and continuity is off. But it also yields great work because my mind is free to play without rules.

But one thing I’m noticing not on A03, but on Tumblr, is criticism of how people are writing fic for The Bear. Whether it be who are the main characters in the fic, how aligned characterizations are to canon, how people choose to describe characters emotionally or physically, what perspective someone expresses desire from, fantasizing about a character, living through a character, etc., etc.

Now, I’m not going to say some writers may not know things that are sensitive to others. Correction may be ok, but can the knowledge sharing please be less hostile? If someone is trying to write for your fave from an earnest, positive place, it’s a bit unkind to then scold about them not getting something right. Teach but don’t reprimand. Show examples of alternatives. Or hey, write from your perspective, your lived experience. That’s the best example.

For example, I got tired of never reading Sydney give a blowjob (she’s not too precious), and her never teasing Carmy about being white, and no other characters ever bringing up race aside from a side comment. I also wanted to explore Carmy’s faith tradition since we share it. But, instead of chastising other writers for not doing that, I fucking wrote it.

A03 is pretty low stakes. So there is a lot of material to read. Not all of it is going to be high quality, TO YOU. But guess what, you can read something else, you can write something else. Just try to be kind. Kindness builds community.