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axvwriter · 8 months

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Short Spelldrive disccussion

plus Twst Bobo book 2 draft/idea

Since the Spelldrive cards are coming out for the Japanese server, I’ve heard chatter about the discs. I did think they were bulkier than frisbees considering one knocks out the MC. I saw one blog say the discs are made of gold? People been saying it’s lucky all it did was knock out MC.

Though from what I recall, Grim accidentally threw the disc at MC while being real close to them. So to me my thinking is that he released too early so it didn’t have the full power and momentum of a proper throw? I don’t know physics so I’m uncertain.

I’ve been hit with a soccer ball to the stomach while within close range before. It hurt bad, but it didn’t leave a bruise. So with that little information and imagining a metal object being sent to the head, I could totally see it knocking someone out. Probably even doing more damage than that.

Though I do wonder why have the disc be gold and/or heavy at all? If Spelldrive is based off of american football, then the dangerous aspects should come more from the players ramming into each other along with the spells they throw. The disc itself shouldn’t also be a hazard?

If Spelldrive is a bit inspired by Quidditch from the Harry Potter series, then I understand the disc being a danger as well. Quidditch has literal balls that are meant to harm players. Messed up but I guess who cares about damage when there’s potions to regrow bones. Have a Bludger bash out your brains or be tackled so hard your body breaks… I find myself questioning american football considering we don’t have bone regrowing potions as far as I am aware.

So despite the dangers of Spelldrive, I assume the medical staff at NRC is able to handle anything. Though gosh I would hate being the MC forced to play Spelldrive. Like what can MC even do? Maybe throw the disc once if it’s not too heavy… it’s such a magic-heavy sport that all MC can surely do is just run beside the others? Call out warnings and openings, but still, I would like to participate more than feeling like a on field coach.

I also find it a bit disappointing that MC never bothers to ask to see the recordings of the other matches. I know it’s to keep MC from realizing who Hornton is, but we could have had some of the boys decide MC only gets to see certain matches? Like finding any match against Diasomnia to be embarrassing so no watching those?

Ehh, I’m not going to spend too much brain power to figure that out. I just know that such a spell-heavy sport must be so interesting to watch. Though maybe MC is a bit traumatized to the point they don’t want to think about the sport anytime soon. Or has been hit hard enough to forget the tournament was being recorded.

But this does give me an idea for Bobo. I’ve read the translations for the first two manga books and in those both Yuus were suggested to have basically died? Like one almost hit by a vehicle but ends up taken by the carriage to NRC.

So I have the idea that for Bobo splitting off of her canon timeline and into fan twst is where one battle her armor doesn’t activate. She suffers a head injury and blacks out. So upon waking in Twisted Wonderland, she’s quite confused. Was she really hit in the head? What’s going on?

Thus I think being hit in the head by the disc could be a bit of a repeat of her “death”. Heck I need to make some banners to help divide up my posts as I’m about to write a rough draft of what that scene could be like.

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You slowly feel yourself becoming aware of the… nothingness. You must have been sleeping quite deeply. When was the last time you’ve had such a deep, vulnerable sleep? That was something you’d grant yourself within the safety of your home, when naps would no longer suffice. But this time you hadn’t granted such a privilege to yourself.

Aching. Your head is aching. Right, the last time such a deep sleep was forced upon you was when you were… when you were killed, right? But that doesn’t make sense. Those that die don’t wake up. Were you attacked? That lizard… it shouldn’t have been able to land such a painful, ringing blow.

Is your head ringing right now? No… focus… it’s… voices? Voices, which means you aren’t alone awaiting for that lizard to rightfully consume its prey. There’s no sound of fighting, so that must mean… you’re safe.

How did it hit you? Right, your armor never turned on. An impossible feature. It was impossible that defective armor pins were handed to you. Impossible that they weren’t charged. To let such a mistake happen would be a death sentence. Mistakes like that never happened.

Something must be terribly wrong. You have to wake up now! You need to know what went wrong! How could your armor fail?! How could you die?!

Something is touching you now. Something that isn’t human? It feels like fur. Are you not safe?! No no no no no no no No! Calm down, it must just be a bat. If it wasn’t, you’d be hurt by now. The voices wouldn’t be so low.

Where are you? You want to wake up, demand answers, you need to know it was only your armor that didn’t work. That only you died. Died… why do you keep thinking of that word? You’re clearly alive… Something is terribly wrong and you wont get answers sleeping like this!

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yoonia · 9 months

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About Time | story masterpost

⟶ Summary | Be careful what you wish for, because you may never know how to deal with it once it comes true. What would you do when your wish for a second chance actually came true? But was it really a fulfilled wish? Too many questions lie when it actually happened. Were they real memories? Or perhaps a part of a past life? Was it only a dream all along? Will everything be different this time?

⟶ Character | Jungkook x reader / Jimin x reader (feat. Taehyung)

⟶ Genre | Time Leap!au, Soulmate!au, Reincarnation/regression!au

⟶ Ratings & Warnings | +18 / M for Mature; involving explicit smut/mature scenes, mentions of cancer and characters death, appropriate warnings will be applied on each chapter whenever necessary.

⟶ Story Notes | Written in 1st person POV; in case you’re new to my writing, I don’t use ‘y/n’ coding as all of my lead characters are considered as OCs

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wangxianficrecs · 2 months

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An Unscheduled Stream by trippednfell

An Unscheduled Stream

by trippednfell (@trippednfell)

M, WIP, 29k, Wangxian

Summary: A viral video sweeps through the internet, which appears to show the 1st disciple of Yunmeng Jiang take on a full nest of evil beings in an attempt to protect five juniors from his sect. The unscheduled livestream captures everyone's attention, but there has to be more there than meets the eye. The Lan assign their own 1st disciple, Lan Wangji, to investigate. That investigation will take him years into the future and miles away from Gusu as he seeks to find the truth. When he does find it, it has a far greater impact on his life than he could ever imagine. Kay's comments: I just stumbled over this story and immediately binged it, because it ticked all the right boxes for me. The Wei-Wen found family vibes are impeccable and Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian just met in the most recent chapter after Lan Wangji has been obsessing over Wei Wuxian for the last years, so I'm really excited to see where the story goes next. Excerpt: The matter was closed. Lan Wangji had spent hours at his desk, typing and formatting the report for its inclusion in the Lan Archives. He needed to stretch, move his body, meditate and quiet his mind. But he hesitated, before shutting down his computer. The mystery of Wei Wuxian worried at him, pulling his focus. He navigated to the official cultivator rankings, and searched his name. There were zero hits. That was impossible. Every sect had to register their disciples, it was required. People who could wield power of any kind had to be identified and traced. He pulled up Yunmeng Jiang, and visually scanned through their listings. Jiang Wanyin was now listed as first disciple and heir in waiting, and Wei Wuxian’s name did not appear, not even in the “formerly affiliated” section. Yunmeng Jiang had erased any evidence of his existence. Lan Wangji then navigated to sites he typically avoided as much as possible. But needs must, and if all the official sites no longer contained any information on him, he would have to go to the fan sites. Immediately he found that he was not the only one looking into it. Yunmeng Jiang dominated the forums, with the number one thread being one titled: What the fuck happened with YMJ? Lan Wangji settled in to read.

pov alternating, canon divergence, modern setting, modern with magic, minor character death, rogue cultivator wei wuxian, demonic cultivator wei wuxian, bamf wei wuxian, lan wangji/wei wuxian get a happy ending, time skips, not yunmeng jiang sect friendly, families of choice, getting to know each other, developing relationship, slow burn

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gwynethshadowsinger · 2 months

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Gwyn and Azriel Connections Pt. 2

Continuation of my last post, and this will be long as well due to me including text from the book itself and my thoughts I jotted down as I was reading.

Ch. 59 of ACOSF - I loved this part with the Valkyries. The friendship bracelets were a good bonding moment between them, and I love how each picked out colors that suited the others spirits. Nesta, in particular, picking out the colors that she did for Gwyn stood out to me.

What do these colors signify? Do they signify anything at all? Colors in question: Blue, White, and Teal.

My thoughts? Blue could be for Azriel and/or her Invoking Stone. White could be for the healing/protection aspect of said stone, or maybe Gwyn has some unknown power that still needs to be revealed. Teal, I could see Nesta picking for the color of Gwyn's eyes 🥹🥰

Ch. 60 of ACOSF - Gwyn cutting the ribbon was a BIG deal. Cassian looking over to notice Azriel attention fixated on Gwyn with "admiration and quiet encouragement shining from his face." How Azriel goes wholly still as if aware of larger forces. The particular wording Sarah uses to describes Gwyn's movements "swift as the winds off the Illyrian mountains, her entire body working in singing harmony." Gwyn becoming the 1st Valkyrie.

Has Azriel attention shifted towards Gwyn? I love the way he is looking at her in this scene and how he went wholly still.

Does he sense a potential threat to Gwyn?

Has his fixation on Elain finally started to wane, and he's realizing Gwyn might become more important to him, but not sure why exactly?

Ch. 60 (still) of ACOSF - The competitive banter between Gwyn and Azriel is 😘. I LOVE that the shadows are dancing around Azriel during this scene & Gwyn lifted her chin in challenge with "we look forward to proving you wrong."

The shadows dancing has to mean something here. They haven't danced around Azriel while he's conversed, joked, or bantered around with anyone else. Maybe they sense Gwyn would be good for Azriel and like her themselves? Instead of appearing to react to Azriel emotions like in other scenes they've appeared in.

This scene also reminds me of Sarah's endgame couples. I think she's planting evidence for a Gwyn and Azriel endgame.

Ch. 60 (still) - The "See you tomorrow, Shadowsinger" toss over Gwyn's shoulder. AZRIEL STARING AFTER WITH AMUSEMENT & NESTA SAYING HE'S THE NEW RIBBON!!!!

AHHHH!!!!! If this whole scene isn't endgame foreshadowing, I don't want it. There is no way Sarah laid this down and wasn't kicking her feet with glee.

Ch. 60 (still 😅🤣) - She wanted to be the first. Wanted Nesta and Emerie and her to be the ones who wiped the smirks from Azriel's and Cassians faces. Especially Azriel's....

Why does this read as if it's from Gwyn's POV specifically?!? Did Sarah unintentionally, or intentionally, give us a little excerpt from Gwyn POV because she already has plans to write Gwyn's story and wanted to give us a little something beforehand?

Ch. 60 - Gwyn was grinning so wildly that her teal eyes glowed like a sunlit sea, and she extended her battered hand to Azriel. And Azriel alone.

I wonder what Azriel was thinking at that moment of Gwyn's teal eyes glowing like that and her reaching out her hand to him 👀

What's also interesting is the theme of the book seems to be "keep reaching out your hand," and we have Gwyn reaching out hers to Azriel specifically 😉

Also, sheesh. In ONE CHAPTER ALONE, Sarah has put a lot of meaningful Gwyn and Azriel content.

Ch. 67 of ACOSF - The Blood Rite. Gwyn kept to the trees for two nights and watched the beasts. She learned where the beasts slept during the day and that they got angry when awoken. She used that knowledge to then lead one of the beasts to the male and his companions camp just in time to help save Nesta and Emerie.

That sounds like spy work.

Gwyn is cunning and great at biding her time for the right moment.

Ch. 68 of ACOSF - Near the beginning of this chapter, we get this scene from Cassian and Azriel in which Azriel talks about spying and Cassian mentions how unspeakable things could be happening to Emerie and Gwyn as well as Nesta. Azriels shadows appear to deepen around him, and his Siphons are said to have even gleam like cobalt fire.

It's nice to have confirmation Gwyn was indeed doing spy work like I had thought while she was waiting and watching those beasts. Maybe she'll become a spy as well and go on missions wit Azriel? They'd be one dynamic duo.

Azriel's shadows deepening and his Siphons gleaming like cobalt fire.. could that be a hint somehow? Because I don't remember his Siphons ever gleaming like cobalt fire in the series when anyone else is in danger of "unspeakable things" happening to them...

Trusting in the training they gave them? Sounds like mate behavior. Endgame couples tend to trust each other to make it out alive, even in dangerous situations where they are separated. I like this new side of Azriel trusting in the girls, maybe even Gwyn specifically.

Ch. 68 of ACOSF - Gwyn is talking to Nesta and Emerie. She mentions how she is tired of being in the library and wants to take a new road. A road that will forge them into something new. And after Gwyn's done speaking, "A cold wind blew off Ramiel's side. Whispering. Murmuring." Gwyn goes on to relay her side of the story of what happened to her and how Azriel saved her by slaughtering all the soldiers within moments & went on to give her his cloak as well as wrapped her in it.

Yessss Gwyn!!! I'm so proud of how far Gwyn has come. She is truly a warrior, a survivor, a woman to look up to. I can't wait to read about her own journey because there is NO WAY we won't get her story told after this.

Um... Azriel didn't hesitate? AND HE GAVE HER HIS CLOAK AND WRAPPED HER IN IT?!?

ISN'T THAT ALMOST EXACTLY LIKE WHAT LUCIEN DID FOR ELAIN (minus Lucien killing anyone given that circumstance)?!?!? And Elain and Lucien are mates soo....

The rest of the story.. I was a blubbering mess.

But Gwyn became Carynthian. Just like how Azriel is Carynthian. Which is just another point that led me to think Sarah is going to have Gwyn and Azriel as endgame. Mates are equal after all.

And while Gwyn might have went back to the library, I just feel and know her story is far from over. Her journey is coming, and Azriel will more than likely be her endgame.

#gwyneth berdara #gwynriel #azriel shadowsinger #pro gwynriel #a court of silver flames #pro gwyneth berdara #acosf #gwynriel moments #gwynriel connections #azriel acosf #gwyn acosf

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sea-salted-wolverine · 2 years

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Having seen the sheer confusion of people who have seen posts about the locked tomb series but not actually read the books themselves, I've got a few theories as to why that is.

The fandom refuses to focus on the plot, and instead gloms on to the particularly odd chunks instead. Post-apocalyptic magic lesbians unearth ancient and terrible secrets. Cool, good overview. Has anyone ever described that way? No. We're all stuck on revenant Barbie and DIY labotomies. Those are both spoilers that sound insane. They're actually more insane once you have context.

The text of the actual novels, often has the emotional character driven style of fan fiction. And like the good stuff where the title is a song lyric in all undercase and a single chapter with 15K word count. Which can make it difficult to tell apart excerpts from the actual book and excerpts from fan fiction. (This isn't even counting the part of the book where a character actually invented an alternate universe where she and her crush were in a cute coffee shop Au)

The memes. I saw a post where somebody had drawn like 8 different memes of the book. Except only one of them was a drawover of parks and rec, AND THE REST WERE CANNON SCENES FROM THE BOOK.

The naming conventions. The series is called the locked tomb. The 1st book is called Gideon the 9th. The 2nd book is called Harrow the 9th. The 3rd book is called Nona the 9th. The 4th book of what was intended to be a trilogy is called Alecto the 9th.

Somehow the POV character is always the person who is least qualified to tell the story. The narrator has no idea what's happening. The narrator may be clueless, haunted, possessed, in denial, or straight up lying. Why would any of us know what's happening? If you're trying to put together pieces from the outside with no context, you're just fucking doomed.

#gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #nona the ninth #the locked tomb #Describing it sounds insane #Every character is competing for the title of chaotic bastard #Even the ones that you would think would be the holders of the brain cell #The 1st book starts out and they have terrible secrets that they must keep #and it does not take long to blow those catastrophes out of the water with bigger and worse catastrophes

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lthrboy · 9 months

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About Me

Hi! I'm Esper (he/him). I've been a super longtime lurker but only recently decided to share my whumpy ideas with everyone.

I'm pinning this post as my intro to the world. My masterlist of writings can be found below.

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I have a couple writings and some interesting prompts now!

I dont write very often at all, as I'm quite busy. For now, here's some of my preferences in whump. Expect to see these reflected in my future works.

Likes

Interrogation

Military whump

Lab whump/medical setting

Sadistic, insane, creepy, intimate whumpers

Multiple whumpers

1st person whumper POV

Prison setting

Military uniforms

Torture for fun

Basically every physical torture method under the sun (always looking for new ones too!)

Permanent bodily harm

Dismemberment (one of my absolute favorites!)

Blood

Fingore, eye gore (the more the merrier!)

Psychological torture

Dislikes

Female whumpee (if whumper is male)

Writing about sexual activities

Minor whumpee (under 18)

Bodily waste (including vomit)

Whumper turned whumpee

My blog will be centered around a whumper (yes, you read that right) by the name of Justin Li. He's an interrogator for Xenokore Industries, a paramilitary organization based in Salt Lake City that does "dirty work" for the US military (alternate history thingy). His current job is with the anti-espionage department, which interrogates enemy spies and political prisoners. He loves his job, although maybe a bit too much (I'll give him a proper intro later, where you'll find out why, and some of his ulterior motives as well).

This blog will be a collection of stories and drabbles about our beloved Justin. Not all of them will be directly connected, often just simple excerpts from his life. I hope you'll enjoy this whumpy collection.

Disclaimer: I also don't really know how to use some of tumblr's features lol so I'll see what I can do. This is my first ever non-reblog OC post! I'm really bad at tagging shit too so my blog might seem pretty messy at times.

#intro post #about myself #masterlist #whump

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heavenssexiestangel · 8 months

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In Darkness, Light Chapter 1

Hello everyone. This is my new fanfic. See tags, notes, etc :)

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Rating: Explicit

Ship: Arthur Ketch/Dean

Word count: 2547

Written for: @anyfandomaubingo

Prompt: Immortal AU

Tags and Warnings: Vampire AU, Vampire Dean Winchester, Jewish Dean Winchester, Trans Dean Winchester, Vampie Arthur Ketch, Jewish Arthur Ketch, Poet Arthur Ketch, Arranged Marriage, original poetry, Eventual Pregnancy. Eventual new tags and characters will be added as they appear.

Summary: Dean Winchester lives in Lawrence, Kansas, with his Nest. It’s both a peaceful and harsh life, but he is not sure he’d want to change it. One day, his father tells him they must go to Lebanon, Kansas, to meet another vampire Nest - a famous and strangely big one. John tells him he’s been talking with their Alpha for months, because it’s the Nest his father came from, and he wants to be part of it even though Henry Winchester left him when he was still young. The agreement is for Dean, John’s oldest son, to marry the other Alpha’s son, Arthur Ketch. Vampires mate for life, and there would be no way for Dean to get out of it - not without jeopardizing the relationship between the two Nests and dooming theirs. Despite Dean and Arthur disliking each other since the very first time they meet, they must learn to trust and be loyal to each other, no matter how rocky their path is.

Beta by @spnexploration. Thank you!

Notes: Hello, hello everyone! I come with a new, shiny, long story :) I had started writing it for the @spnproshipbang, but I had to, unfortunately, drop out due to having way too frigging much on my plate. I hope to participate in the next round, if there is one. Since I had the 1st chapter ready and I'm working on the second, and I have notes for the next few chapters, I decided to start publishing the story as I write it (as I usually do). As you will see, for each chapter (or most) I wrote and will write a beginning poem. The poem is written from Arthur's POV, as he's a poet in this story. As you may also see from the tags, Arthur and Dean (as well as the rest of the characters) are vampires. I will take a lot of the lore from SPN, but I will also add my own lore, which you will eventually see. Both Art and Dean are also Jewish, because, why the fuck not? :) And Dean is Trans. I wanted to explore a lot of things with this story, and I put a lot of my favorite tropes and topics in it. Hopefully, you'll like it too.

Excerpt:

Dean observed as his father played with an old, modified Colt, one of the many trinkets they had kept from their human victims. That one had belonged to one of those stupid, reckless people who often entered their home, certain they could kill the monsters living in it. They hadn’t had one of those in a while. John Winchester touched the weapon with expert hands, tracing the intricate decorations, and sighed at it, as if it had personally offended him. For all I know, it has… They had been sitting at the dinner table in what had once been the living room of the human house they had picked as their Nest for at least half an hour. His father had still not uttered a single word. Dean knew better than to break the silence, even though it was driving him insane. He tore away his eyes from his father and looked around the room instead, tapping his fingers on the table. The blinds made so that no light came from the windows, and no one could see inside. Both things were crucial for them – the light of the sun could be extremely dangerous, and humans would kill them if they found out what they truly were. Why won’t he talk? He wondered, staring at the wall behind his father, stacked with other weapons. What did I do wrong? There was no other reason for John to ask him to talk alone if not Dean fucking something up, which he seemed to do often, lately. His leg bounced up and down as he thought about what it could be. I was careful with feeding, he mused. And I haven’t mentioned Sam in months. His little brother was a taboo subject, ever since he had left the Nest after a huge fight with their father because he wanted to go live with the humans. That had not gone well for Dean or Adam, their youngest brother.

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heywriters · 6 months

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For the fic commentary ask (idk if this is 500 words):

Standing in the darkened wings, suited in tulle and satin, our faces painted, we await our cue. We stand in an elongated row, the lead girl up front, nearest the stage, the last girl with her heels in the hall. I am four dancers back, head held high in a fixed pose as we are taught to hold; no relaxing just because we are not on display. I can see the lights beyond the lead girl’s head, but I cannot see the stage.

Above the music and the paces of performers already onstage, I hear a single footstep. My sister ahead of me does not hear it, my sister behind me does not hold her breath. I’m the only one who knows there is someone unexpected in the shadows with us.

The mildest glint of a metal knuckle and I stare straight ahead, my throat tight and my heart racing like a snared rabbit’s.

Seconds pass. The music swallows itself mournfully. The shadows squeeze tighter around me until—

I can feel his breath, but I do not look at him. When he moves I know better than to move, better than to distract him, knowing it’s like stepping out of the road when a vehicle hurtles by, it’s destination immensely more important than your own. So when the movement grazes my cheek I remain statuesque, but out of the corner of my eye I look.

His right hand made of flesh and blood touches my cheek, fingers gingerly tracing my cheekbone. They trace a curve down the side of my face and under my jaw, and too late I tremble. His hand still touching me, I turn my head incrementally to look into his eyes for an explanation, thinking this is a test, but really not thinking at all.

The eyes gazing back at me show no fury. They are not cold. They are not blank.

The Soldier is admiring me, and not with dilated pupils or calculating lust, but like he’s found a piece of art he enjoys, eyes following the trail of his fingers. I hold every muscle still just as I’ve been doing, watching his eyes as he drags his knuckles back up my cheek.

He hesitates. He sees me looking, and the admiration is drowned. His eyes portray a dilemma, a lost man, a little boy. He drops his hand and I look straight ahead, about to break a bone or strain a muscle from how tightly I hold myself in place. I hear him slip into the wings and I do not look back, but I listen, focusing all my attention on listening through the one ear aimed in his direction.

Our cue sounds, and we advance onto the stage, curtain rising, audience sighing. Throwing my attention into the dance, I forget the Soldier completely. Mind and body stay in the dance, senses stay on the audience, cues taken from fellow dancers, but the side of my face burns throughout the performance.

Author's Commentary

Wow. Not the fic I expected someone to pick, and also I forgot I wrote this, especially upon re-reading it (it's good?).

This scene came to me and was written down in roughly the same day. That's why the rest of the fic is so short, sadly. Spur of the moment, and it remains unfinished.

I picked 1st POV for Natalia because I had put myself in her shoes and couldn't imagine it from another viewpoint. Unfortunately, 1st POV is not popular for fanfic or fanon characters—I too dislike fics told from 1st POV. I really wanted to try it though and am not dissatisfied; it is what it is. Have frequently considered altering it to 3rd POV to make it more palatable to readers. Attempted to justify it by making these modern-day Natasha's recollections.

Key points to note:

Meant to exist in MCUniverse, not comics

This fic was inspired by another fic by...crap, I can't find it. I kept the vibes because they were good

I know almost nothing about ballet so I leaned on the canon understanding that the ballet aspect of her backstory was implanted memories and therefore could be fudged

I'm more of a Bucky fan than a Natasha fan, but both of them have such trauma, such stoicism, and above all repression to explore

Commentary by Excerpts

"Seconds pass. The music swallows itself mournfully. The shadows squeeze tighter around me until—" <- I really like this bit, wow. I don't remember what I was listening to when I wrote this, but I might have been describing it.

"I can feel his breath" Don't know why I wrote that, i didn't intend for him to be that close.

"When he moves I know better than to move, better than to distract him" Because both characters are essentially in a mind-controlled fog, neither of them really understands what is happening. However, Natasha has an advantage over "The Soldier." She lucidly assumes he must be there to execute someone, so both fear and duty compel her not to distract him.

("it’s destination" Typo! Writer, you cad. It's "its"!)

"The eyes gazing back at me...are not cold. They are not blank. The Soldier is admiring me...like he’s found a piece of art he enjoys, eyes following the trail of his fingers." Arguably, The Soldier is more tightly controlled than the Widows, having been tortured for decades longer than Natalia and being a greater asset to his handlers than her (also, different handlers, but that's another topic). So for him to notice Natalia, especially when she herself believes she's a ballerina, means there's a flaw in his programming.

I imagined WS had been on his way to do whatever he was ordered to do, only to see this really cute girl nearby and his inner, lost Bucky Barnes was like "huh, that's interesting." It's possibly the first time he's felt an emotion like this in a while too, so he forgets himself (did he know himself to forget himself?) and reaches out to see if she's real.

"He hesitates. He sees me looking" This is kind of the "only two people in the room" trope, but less in a romantic way and more in a "we were not supposed to see each other, much less make direct eye contact" type way. In that handful of seconds, they break through their programming together. But they cannot dwell on it.

("curtain rising" oops, no, I've already established the ballet is in progress, why would the curtain rise again? my bad)

"I hear him slip into the wings and I do not look back, but I listen, focusing all my attention on listening" For their safety, they return to their roles, but Natalia now has food for thought. Even though she tries to move on, she can't forget what she's learned: that the Soldier is trapped in his role as much as she is in hers.

Another layer to this that wasn't clear here is that he shouldn't be there at all. His presence is disrupting her conditioning. His brush with reality alters hers as well. By random happenstance, or perhaps "user error" on the part of his handlers, his small break in character has had a ripple affect on young Natalia. She will eventually be the first to escape because of this random, unsupervised moment.

THANKS FOR SENDING THIS! It was really fun to go over this, mostly forgotten, fic of mine.

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hpowellsmith · 7 months

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Upcoming Patreon plans: March

Hello everyone and I hope March is treating you well so far! Here's what I've got planned for March:

March 1st: Newsflash #1 - detailed progress update with an excerpt of what I've been doing (all paid subscribers)

March 1st: March Q&A post (£6+)

March 1st: poll for March's bonus story (Raffi backstory POV, Fabien/President Faraci having a rivalry tryst, and a sad Westerlin-Zaledo war AU about Florin and another mystery character) (£11+)

March 5th: Honor Bound Chapter 5 up (public)

March 5th: readable Honor Bound Chapter 6 preview (£6+)

March 15th: Newsflash #2 - detailed progress update with a little excerpt of what I've been doing (all paid subscribers)

March 20th: March's bonus short story (£11+)

March 29th: Newsflash #3 - detailed progress update with an excerpt of what I've been doing (all paid subscribers)

#honor bound #interactive fiction

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kittensartswriting · 2 years

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Bear Castle Chronicles - Reintroduction

11th of the 3rd month, year 495 of the Fourth Age Imperial forces took the castle. The five centuries of Mantgamia's rule is over.

BASIC INFO

INTRO

In the militaristic Angusian Empire only the clergy is allowed to use magic, which is seen as dangerous and terrifying by most. Magic has it's own will and while it can be helpful, other times it can be vindictive, malicious and unpredictable. There are also some terrifying great powers, like dragons, that most think are better left untouched and undisturbed. This is one of the things that has caused friction and an endless string of wars between the Empire and it's northern neighbor Dir'ahin, where magic is freely practiced. Dir'ahin has kept it's independence from the expansionist empire with it's advanced magic, but as Angusian Empire rapidly industrializes, a new decisive war of conquest looms ahead.

The Bear, the guardian of the Bear Castle, is ancient and forgotten magic. 14 years ago it watched as it's people were massacred by Imperial forces in a bloody civil war. It followed the four heirs of the castle as they grew up scattered in distant places. One of them in the imperial court, one of them in the northern occupied border, and two of them in a southern metropolis. Now the Bear watches as it's children struggle to find their way back to it.

FAERATHOS, THE OLDEST | While Faerathos has been hostage at the court, he has not been idle. He's physicist, researching electromagnetism, and he is still trying to understand why did the Cabalusian civil war happen and unearth the mysteries of the court.

CASSIA, THE SECOND OLDEST | Cassia has committed on getting vengeance on the Imperial family and the Angusian Empire as a whole by any means necessary. To work towards her goal, she is aiding Dir'ahin by spying for them on an occupied area.

VALERI, THE SECOND YOUNGEST | Valeri joined the ranks of the Imperial army with a false identity against his will, to protect Fiolew and provide for him. He becomes quite successful as a cavalry officer, but when he is reunited with his uncle, who is allied with another enemy, Manoa, he becomes an uneasy spy for them.

FIOLEV, THE YOUNGEST | Fiolev is not the innocent younger sibling Valeri thinks he is, but rather a quite successful and infamous con artist and thief. He steals magical amulet, accidentally releases a demon upon himself and gets entangled with a dangerous gang of criminals, who are involved with the Cabalusian separatists.

LINKS

CAST | Quick intro to the main cast | Faerathos

WORLDBUILDING | Maps

ART | Main siblings

SCENE EXCERPTS | Julius x Marcus kiss scene - Prequel | Julius visits graves - Prologue | Faerathos comforts Marcus | Valeri x Agrippa fluff

Brief intro to the main cast and the tag list under the cut! I'll keep the tag list here updated.

CHARACTERS

TAG LIST

@siarven @worldbuildng @emilyoracle @frvnwrites @kainablue @writingrosesonneptune @contes-de-rheio @faelanvance @outpost51 @dotr-rose-love

#i'm keeping this taglist updated so whenever i add a new person to the taglist i'll add it here!#then you can also check if you're on the taglist if you don't remember or i have done an oopsie :'D #this reintro was long time coming #writing #fantasy #original writing #am writing #my writing #high fantasy #epic fantasy #my wips #original character #original fiction #speculative fiction #aesthetics #bear castle chronicles #bcc #bcc aesthetics

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dbmars · 1 year

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Bram Stoker's HANNIBAL: Chapter 72

Chapter 72 came out today! We have some of my signature Hannibal 1st person POV at the beginning, and Randall Tier finally gets to take his steampunk animal suit for a spin. Steampunk is a genre I'd love to explore more thoroughly. I think I've read a couple of books and I do love classic sci-fi like HG Wells. It was fun to imagine how Randall would create his suit using Victorian-era tech, since hydraulics were in their infancy.

I found this page from the Art and Making of Hannibal someone had uploaded and used that as a reference for quite a bit of Randall's suit creation scenes:

When I was writing the first scene way back when Hannibal meets Randall for the first time, I realized how perfect the Randall/Renfield comparison really was. All Randall ever wanted was to be a predator, and on top of that, Hannibal can shape-shift into animals, which is Randall's dearest wish! Dracula and Hannibal really do just perfectly mesh together.

Hannibal also encounters the other creature he's created... Please enjoy these pictures of Caroline Dhavernas giving FIERCE vampy energy...

But Jack, Will, and Chilton are in investigation mode, and they head to the hospital to interview a child that had an encounter with this "bloofer lady"...

And who do they run into but one of Chilton's old medical school cums chums (that was a legit real typo and I left it because HAHAHA) Dr. Donald Sutcliffe, who was, apparently, a total fuckboy at university. We were getting pretty serious in these chapters and you gotta have some levity.

In that case, always make a joke at Chilton's expense. I LOVE YOU CHILLY

He's SO MAD Donald never returned his telegrams.

Here's the inspo for the Bloom family mausoleum.

Alas, there is no smut in Chapter 72, so this will be an EXCERPT ENDING:

The tomb in the daytime, and when wreathed with fresh flowers, had looked grim and gruesome enough; but now, some days afterwards, when the flowers hung lank and dead, their whites turning to rust and their greens to browns; when the spider and the beetle had resumed their accustomed dominance; when time-discoloured stone, and dust-encrusted mortar, and rusty, dank iron, and tarnished brass, and clouded silver-plating gave back the feeble glimmer of a candle, the effect was more miserable and sordid than Will could have been imagined. He felt his throat going tight again. That Alana lay here, locked up to decay along with the flowers…

XOXO DB

#hannigram #hannibal #fannibals #fannibal family #will graham #hannibal lecter #murder husbands #hannibal nbc #dracula by bram stoker #vampire au #vampire art #vampire aesthetic #caroline dhavernas #randall tier

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judasisdrafting · 11 months

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these bodies - a wip intro.

this is my original work, please do not plagiarize.

tws : mental health issues (such as depression, suicidal ideation, trauma, self harm, etc.), queerphobia, racism, death mention, familial issues & toxic dynamics, substance abuse. (long list, i know)

logline : Although content with her new life in the city, Melody has a deep depression that she can’t seem to shake. After an ill-timed spiral that causes her relationship to begin ripping at the seams, she realizes something’s got to give.

genre : adult literary fiction.

setting : a small city in ohio in 1999.

pov : 1st person present tense.

playlist : spotify.

vibe : a stuck clock. chaste kisses in alleyways. lacy bralettes. smoke tendrils caught in sunlight. pansies and violets. sheer curtains swirling in a breeze. ‘real love’ by big thief. shattered mirrors. coffee stained mugs. tattoos colored with markers.

characters ;

Melody (narrator , 19, she/he) - short-tempered, flighty, reflective, romantic, grief stricken, loyal.

Imogen (18, she/her) - compassionate, optimistic, generous, responsible, anxious.

excerpt ;

I look back at the painting, each stroke blending together as my eyes focus, unfocus, focus, unfocus. To the windowsill where a Halloween garland hangs, pumpkins and ghosts. Then to Imogen’s hands, olive and etched with small cat scratches. Her hair, thick waves of copper. Her slippers, pink. The white wall. The coffee table. The shag rug. The door. Before I can reason with myself, I’m dashing out the door.

#these bodies.#writeblr #wip intro #writerblr #amwriting #wip introduction #writing #literary fiction #junoisdrafting

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mi6-cafe · 2 years

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We are running our remix event again!

What is a remix?

The biggest remix challenge that people may be familiar with is Remix Redux, an annual multifandom challenge that was run by musesfool and co-mods on Livejournal from 2003-2015. Here are a couple excerpts from their explanation of what a remix is:

Ever read a story and think, wow, what a fascinating story, but if I had written it, I would have…? Well, now here's your chance to do just that. Rewrite someone else's story, tell somebody else's tale. Take the work of another person and wrap it up in your vision and style, just like a remixer does to songs. ...You can do whatever you like to the story — change POV, dialogue, mood, characterization, make it longer or shorter, whatever — except for two things: pairing(s) and the basic plotline.

At MI6 Cafe Riverhouse Remix, we like to think of remixing as creating a new fanwork that is a complement to the original; a story or piece of art that will stand on its own, but which will also be interesting to someone who's already viewed or read the original work.

Often, a good remix will give the reader a new way of appreciating the original by filling out the background, giving another character's perspective, or explaining the characters' motivations in a different way. Alternatively, it might remix the original work in a completely different medium, such as turning a fic into fanart or podfic.

This is cool. Tell me more!

Our remix sign ups will run from Feb 1st through 12th. Assignments will go out on Feb 18th, giving creators two months in which to create their remixes.

You will be secretly assigned to someone to remix one of their works. Likewise, someone will be secretly creating something based off of one of your works. Works will be posted anonymously for a time on AO3 before being revealed.

Where do I sign up!

The sign up form can be found right here! Sign ups open on Feb 1st.

More info

If you are interested, please check out the following pages:

General info (for rules, eligibility, and pinch hitting)

Rules/FAQ (for common questions and expectations)

What is a remix? (for even more info and links to examples)

#Riverhouse Remix #Riverhouse Remix 2023

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animasola86 · 3 months

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I like your writing style. But is everything here Smut? I'd go for some good angst with a bit of fluff, maybe..? Can you deliver?

Thank you so much! :D

Well, smut is my main focus, to be perfectly honest, but I do have some pieces that are actually SFW (mostly fluff with a bit of angst or drama). If you check out this List, you can find some there, but please know they are all Hogwarts Legacy fanfics/oneshots.

Here's a little excerpt:

News travels fast in Hogwarts (Sebastian Sallow + f!reader + Aesop Sharp)

Just Breathe (Sebastian Sallow + gn!reader)

Just another adventure, right? (Sebastian Sallow + gn!reader/1st person POV)

I've yet to write something angsty/fluffy in my Smut Drabbles-style (read: without specific characters in mind). But maybe I will one day, Angst Drabbles? Fluff Drabbles incoming? Who knows! :D

Thank you for your ask and your interest in my writing! It's much appreciated! <3

#ask

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mxxnlightwriting · 1 year

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A Spark of Magic — A WIP Masterlist by mxxnlightwriting

— Logline —

After Isaac's life is turned upside down due to turning into a merfolk every time he comes in contact with water, he needs a witch's help to get his life back and this situation under control. The problem? The only witch available can't stand him and refuses to help him. Thankfully, Isaac isn't one to give that easily.

— Details —

— Features —

unexpected friends, dislike to lovers, witches, merfolk, shapeshifters, werewolves, made-up folklore, magical abilities, teenagers being teenagers, the weight of decisions you're not 100% sure of, family, identity, friendship, small town in the woods vibe, and more!

— Index —

All Posts

About

Character Profiles

Inspiration

Excerpts

Moodboards

Playlist

Tari's Note: When I feel like procrastinating on a WIP, I focus on another one. This was the chosen one! I have had it on the back burner for a long time, and with the spooky season right around the corner, it felt right to bring it back. You can join this WIP's taglist by dropping me an ask, a comment or reblog letting me know you're interested! That way, you never miss a post, and you get tagged on all the news related to this WIP (including when I start posting it on Wattpad).

#writeblr #writeblr wip #wip intro #amwriting #wtwcommunity #writers on tumblr #wip introduction #new writing project #creative writing #writers community #fantasy novel #fantasy fiction #low fantasy #urban fantasy #fantasy writing #original writing #original fiction #original story #wip: a spark of magic

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coreene · 11 months

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Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3525

Relationships: Astarion/Female Tav

Here is a little character study for Astarion after he sleeps with Tav at the tiefling party. Written from Astarion's POV in 1st person!

Excerpt:

I woke up from my trance with Lorelei inside my arms. I looked down to her. She was lightly illuminated by the lights of the dawn. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful. The taste of her blood was still on my tongue. Oh, how delicious she was. I raised my hand to brush her hair, carefully. I couldn't remember the last time I woke up with someone wrapped so peacefully in my arms with no thought about bringing them back for him. She was only for me. My fingers found the puncture wounds on her neck absentmindedly as I was stroking her hair. She stirred in her sleep to the touch, a grimace appearing on her face. I felt something twisting in my gut to her pain. I hated it. I hated seeing her in pain, however little. And I hated it even more that I was the cause of it. I knew she enjoyed it but still I hated it. I left a kiss to the top of her head. She sighed snuggling deeper as her face relaxed. My hand went back to her hair, careful not to disturb her wound and my mind wandered to last night. It was different. She was different. And I was different. I was not his slave anymore. I chose to be with her. And she was perfect. Her body, her touch, her little moans – better than I could have ever imagine. Yet I felt the same disgust I did when I did this under his orders. I shook my head side to side. No. This was not the same as before. She was not his prey, nor his “guest” waiting to be pleased. I had chosen her and she had chosen me.

Read the rest on Ao3

#Astarion x Tav #Astarion #BG3 Astarion #Astarion Ancunin #Baldur's Gate 3 Astarion #Bg3 #Bg3 Spoilers

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