#@thychesters

[onepiecepositivityproject]

@thychesters has been chipping away at a big zolu fic for a while and I wish them all the best wishes in getting through it!!! You've done so much amazing work so far, I know you can do it :) And also,,, good luck in getting through marineford as well T O T! I'm proud of all the progress you've made :D And also this is very very late ;o _ o, but happy belated one year anniversary to ur reincarnation fic! it holds a dear place in my heart <3

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[lyssartandstars]

“I’m thinking we keep some of the cool gadgets but reexamine the torso,” she starts, absently pawing through her still open bag for her array of colored pencils. Cass leans into her shoulder, spoon caught in her teeth. “A little extra padding around the ribs—not like, super thick or ‘I can’t put my arms down,’ though.”

“Enough that it doesn’t feel like a baseball bat is going to snap you in half?” Barbara offers. Steph leans her head back onto the couch to look at her upside down. Her next breath tugs at her sore ribs a little.

“See? You get it.”

Barbara smirks and rolls her eyes a little, and Steph goes back to her sketch. For a few minutes it’s quiet, and it’s easy to get lost in her drawing. The redesign on the previous page hadn’t exactly been up to her standards this morning, and black ink still stains the side of her palm from where she’d smeared through it earlier. Now, her head tilts a touch as she traces her way along the page, pausing just long enough to swap out one color for the next, letting them blossom across the design before an errant curl catches her in lashes until Cass brushes it out of her eye and breaks her out of her trance.

“You should draw more,” she says. “It suits you. You look peaceful.”

“Probably shouldn’t quit my day job,” Steph says, sticking the end of her pencil in her mouth as she holds up her sketchbook. She nudges Cass with her elbow in a silent thanks.

the snippet above is by the amazing @thychesters who I got to collab with in the @batgirlzine!! we’ve been friends for just over a decade and finally got to do a piece together, and her words just blew me away. working with her and everyone else on the team was a dream come true, and I’m so glad I got to participate!! 🥰

read the fic here, and go check out everyone else’s pieces if you haven’t yet!

[thychesters]

my original plan was to write, but then i ended up spending half an hour fighting tooth and nail trying to edit the code in the theme for my inspo sideblog and it wouldn't save because there were old http codes in it. but at least it looks nice now! (and i finally got rid of the supernatural themed update tab in the top corner i forgot was there)

[soaked-doors]

i wanted to say thank you for blessing us with all of your lovely zolu art -- it's all so gorgeous and you always tell such a story in each piece! and then i realized you're the same artist behind the outsider pov comic with shanks and mihawk about hubris that i totally lost my marbles over LMAO; hi, thank you again for sharing your art!!

oh my gosh thank you ahaha !!! this is absolutely flattering beyond words im always so glad to see people eating up my zolu stuff (guy who is totally normal about motifs and symbolism) (he is not)

tangentially this is also making me realize you’re the person that’s written some of my favorite OP fics HEHAJSHS (im also very normal about ship to wreck) so thank YOU for your phenomenal writing!!!

[bluegarners]

waahhh thanks for the tags @thychesters and @daringyounggrayson <3333 love you guys!!!!

WIP Files Game

RULES: post the names of the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPs

solar flares (name pending tbh)

discards for solar flares (counting them bc there's one scene in particular i threw away that honestly would change so much in the original wip)

chp 6 of the scars are not absolution

wip #1 (<- no idea what to call it, it's more like a one-off idk when i'll pick up)

tagging: @river-bottom-nightmare @bigskydreaming @batphobique @brutaliakhoa (no pressure, and if you'd like not to be tagged in the future, lmk <333 )

[fxllingout]

luffy: ah yes, the three main spices: arsenic, phosphorous, and oregano

at this point i dont even think sanji would correct him no matter how hard he wants to, hed just have to excuse himself to sob in a corner

[lookforanewangle]

ok but hang on. dick lifting up his son and blowing a raspberry on his belly. this kid shrieks. he’s giggling and squirming and then dick does it again. it’s the simplest thing but delightful. john’s little hands pat his face with a, “no, no” even as he laughs, and so dick does it for a third time.

oh NO this is so precious kate you are going to kill me 🥺💜

[captainshakespear]

my canadian! i hope you have a fantastic birthday and get some good food and some good times. actually i hope you have the absolute best of times and enjoy every moment of it. happy birthday! 🥳

thank you!!!!!!!! I love you my buddy!!!

[secretlystephaniebrown]

we were in the batgirls: legacies zine together! i also stayed because of the great content coming across my dash and all of the new fic to read.

<3 <3 <3

[alethiometry]

you know that kassandra lady from the stabby game? you’re her ceo

i'm her boss but she is also MY boss and sorry 2 say she is NOT taking any meetings, her schedule is all booked up!

[kartsie]

your art has added 15 years to my life span thank u it’s beautiful

The mental image of Dick being a dad added 15 years to MY life

[onepiecepositivityproject]

@thychesters

YOU ARE ONE OF MY FAVORITE ONE PIECE WRITERS OF ALL TIME AND YOURE AN EVEN MORE INCREDIBLE FRIEND!!! it has been such a gift getting to know you. i truly adore your writing voice, and everything you post--from fics to wipweds to livewatch commentary--is such a treat. i love how the emotional depth youre able to capture in your stories, and youre honestly one of the funniest people ive ever met!! every time we chat i end up laughing, and its always such a treat. im so, so, SOOO lucky to call you a friend, and im endlessly looking forward to however you decide to torment my favorite characters next >:3c

[goodlucktai]

ah hey happy birthday! i hope you have a great day and it’s a ton of fun! may it bring you nothing but joy, good food, and even better times. thank you for being such a bright spot on the dash and in the fandom, and have the best birthday! 🎉

[thychesters]

for anyone who has done it, is merging fics from one pseud to another on ao3 a smooth process or is it more troublesome? i was thinking of moving my one piece fics to my main

[soaked-doors]

AHHHH happy birthday frances!! i hope it's a great day for you and you have a ton of fun! may it be peaceful and restful and whatever you want it to be. cheers and have the best birthday! 🥳

EUEUE THANK U KATE 💞💞💞 having the most chill day ever I couldn’t want anything more

[bluegarners]

tell me about the discards for solar flares then 👀

hiiiiii kate!!! thank you for asking!! <3333

woof, it's hard to even talk about the discard without giving away a significant turning point in the fic, but it more or less would have pushed dick in a certain direction much harder than how i now have it.... so the discards are kind of like what if? scenarios djhskdjfhaiuf

here's a snippet!

“I mean,” Jason continues, “when was the last time Batman did something like that? It was creepy. God, ‘Wing, he even gave me an emergency receiver. Asked me to call him if I needed anything.” At Dick’s stare, Jason barks out a harsh laugh. “Right? What the fuck?”

Dick’s mouth is dry, tasting sour and grimy. He scoots away from the edge and crosses his legs, one over the other. Jason is still muttering to himself but Dick can’t process any of it properly. All he wants to do is scratch at his arms, the itch overwhelming, but he clenches his fingers together and breathes deeply through his nose. The air is thick and polluted. He’s trying to stay away from Gotham. He thinks the air might be making him sick.

Above, the Bat Signal flicks on, barely yellow and illuminated on gray clouds. Jason stands, puts on his helmet, and glances over where Dick is still sitting. His form looks small, bent over itself like paper folded too many times. The mix of light pollution and dimness makes his face look sickly.

Jason blinks.

“You should get out of here,” he says. “You look terrible.”

wip files game