Can you please explain your dialogue theory of fanfiction?
In short, that dialogue, more than anything, makes or breaks a fanfic. What do posts like "He would not fucking say that" and "They would NOT have communication skills that good" have in common? Talk. Characters expressing themselves to one another. The faithful recreation of identifiable speech patterns is weighted heavily in the evaluation of a fic's quality. By "speech patterns" I do not just mean the semantic content of a given character's expression, but idiosyncrasies of style and slang, vocabulary and idiom, even gesture, musicality, and rhythm.
Of course believable dialogue is far from the only thing that makes a good fanfic Good. And there are forms of fic writing, particularly highly abbreviated ones like drabbles and ficlets, that in practice tend to de-emphasize its significance. But if we are talking about the romantic, erotic shippy stuff that is the meat and potatoes of online fandom, dialogue does the heaviest lifting short of the consummation itself. Arguably more so! It's the real keystone to the catharsis, and often the catalyst for it. Is there a confession occurring? A provocation? An evasion or ultimatum? Zoom out, big picture: What is the most potent and fundamental mechanic for developing complexity, tension, and transformation within a relationship, getting it to go from one thing to another? Making these two idiots talk to each other! Often clumsily and indirectly and maladaptively, at the worst possible time and in the worst possible situation, about anything or everything but what they should be — but talk they usually do.
What makes fanfic specifically so challenging and rewarding in this regard is that the talking is as much a feat of translation as invention, because both reader and writer are working off an existing model. Liberties taken with plot, form, and even narrative voice have wider buffer zones; you can get creative with circumventing the events of canon while still conforming to its emotional and substantive essence.
But the training wheels come off the moment you open your mouth to speak in another character's voice. And man, nothing will break a reader's immersion quite like he would not fucking say that.
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Out Of Context Shit Heard On The SOLDIER Floor #5
previous: 1, 2, 3, 4,
*Zack walks in with his head in a pumpkin*
Zack: Zack-o'-lantern
Genesis: do you think our menstrual cycles have synced?
Sephiroth: please stop crying. I am not equipped to deal with depression this early in the morning.
Kunsel: When I die please donate my penis to science.
Angeal: Director Lazard dresses like a gay penguin.
Sephiroth: Is fruit cake an insult? I just called someone a fruit cake and thought it was quite funny.
Kunsel: Why does Rufus sound like he went through puberty twice?
Sephiroth: I thought the Molly you spoke of was the name.
Roche: Kunsel can have a little medieval torture, as a treat.
Zack: Where were you when my hand was stuck in the toaster??
Sephiroth: I don't know what Coraline was complaining about. She had two mothers.
Lazard: One of these days I'm going to lose my shit and punch Genesis in the face.
Angeal: (on the phone): I-just-swallowed-whiteout help desk, Angeal speaking, how may I help you?
Genesis: Merry Christmas.
Zack: It's October?
Genesis: Alright shitty Christmas then.
Zack: *break dancing while Genesis sobs*
Genesis: If we're all single by age forty let's become a married throuple.
Angeal: I can't tell if that drawing you did is President Shinra or Colonel Sanders.
Roche: Fuck it. I'll just steal Sephiroth's hair. It's no big deal!
Sephiroth: I would commit unspeakable atrocities for a single piece of lasagna right now.
Cloud: Ronald McDonald would never treat me like this!
Sephiroth: I do not mean to be immature, but I will now be giggling whenever we reach the 69th floor.
Genesis: Eat this apple and tell me it doesn't taste like chicken tenders.
Angeal: Sephiroth stop laughing Genesis might be going to jail.
Zack: 🎶 Grab somebody sexy tell 'em HEY *tackles Sephiroth*
Cloud: There's a pickle in your wallet. Is that a metaphor?
Lazard: There's no need to act defensive, Roche. Lots of men have gay thoughts about Sephiroth.
Genesis: Bullying IS a healthy coping mechanism.
Lazard: Do you like my new bottle of pills?
Cloud: What if—bear with me—What if! No one cares about Loveless?
Sephiroth: I think he's the size of twelve capybaras stacked on top of each other.
Angeal: Which one of you gay clowns told upper management about—Put your hand down, Genesis, that wasn't a compliment!
Zack: *through a mouthful of cookies* HE'S A DILF!
Angeal: You can't threaten me with a butter knife.
Sephiroth: If I sniff this entire box of markers, will it put me out of my misery?
Zack: My fear is that he'll come at me with a rolling pin.
Cloud: Seph! Stop choking Genesis with that extension cord he's into that shit.
Lazard: If you keep this up, Sephiroth, I'll make you wear a shirt for a week.
Genesis: How do I look?
Angeal: With your eyes, Gen.
Roche: I personally frame all of my speeding tickets.
*Cloud walks in shaking*
Cloud: GUYS! ZACK CAN DO MATH!
Sephiroth: Somebody stole a jar of jam from my desk drawer.
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Red-Leather Renegade, Genesis Rhapsodos
This charming fire-starter was brought here by Magolor during one of his many universe-hopping adventures. Supposedly, he’s on the run from an evil company! On top of excellent swordsmanship and impeccable poetry reciting, Genesis has figured out how to preserve Gem Apple juice where it can keep for months on end! Considering the similarities he and Magolor share; the two have become fast friends.
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update: i gave up i am writing instead
am on a 14 hour flight anyone have genesis centric fic recs to share? open to any ship although i am partial to strifesodos
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