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married-to-google-translater · 2 years

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Dorm Leaders reaction to the fact that they are Otome characters (and the stuff we do in fandom)

In this Au twst boys have got into the mc world and now they are trying to live a “normal” life

Kalim Al Asim

Oh this anime character looks the same as me.

Kalim is an innocent boy.

At first, he really doesn’t realize it’s him.

But when he realizes he is otome game.

Kalim really doesn’t realize how this is possible.

Jamil would have to guard his internet usage.

Otherwise, Kalim may be traumatized.

Because nsfw is the thing.

As I said, Kalim is an innocent boy.

Maybe he would read some writings.

Be sure to try the game too.

Would get all the best cards.

Because he has money and all Otome games are "pay to win" stuff.

R.I.P poor otakus.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t react much.

Kalim would love to meet people who are friendly to him.

Hecould usually start chatting with strangers as well.

Riddle Rosehearts

What?

Riddle would be horrified.

This must be criminal.

Violation of privacy.

He would certainly try to sue Disney.

Someone would lose his head.

It's just a shame that Otome's game characters can't really sue anyone.

Because officially they don’t exist.

You need to explain this to Riddle.

At first, Riddle shouldn't.

It would make him insecure that everyone knows his background.

Definitely refuses to go out for a long time.

Does not want to be identified.

But then he examines fnadom in more detail.

I think it started with some fan drawing where he’s tall.

There is always hope.

And then it expands.

Riddle would be happy with how "kindly" people treat him.

That would teach him not to be the only one to have a mother with problems.

big peer support.

Still don’t like all the fan writings or ships.

Or actually shipes.

Definitely angry at anyone who ships him with Floyd or ADeuce

Leona Kingscholar

Leona would be really irritated.

Why the hell does everyone make such a loud noise that he can’t sleep.

And when he hears the reason Leona is still irritated.

Yes Leona thinks this is not so important.

His naps are more important.

Leona says out loud how this doesn't interest him.

That's lie.

He would be really interested in fandom opinion.

And un he gets to hear about his own popularity Leona is happy.

That would be good for his self-esteem.

Would love to watch fanart.

Although he does not understand how anyone can see such an effort because of one image.

Leona would not communicate with his own fans.

He can't stand it.

Leona would also not be interested in Azul's business.

However, when he gets to hear Malleus x Leona ship he almost suffocates.

No hell.

Leona never recovers from this.

Malleus Draconia

Really happy dragon.

Malleus likes to spend time reading fanfic.

He feels that fandom is the only place where he is not to be feared.

These people are also celebrating his birthday.

It makes him even happier.

However, it will be a long time before Malleus sees all this.

Technology is certainly not one of his strengths.

But Mallues tries.

He would definitely try to make more friends.

That would also be new.

It would be really weird at first that people wouldn’t be afraid of him.

But Malleus is curious about this.

He would definitely like to meet these people.

Otherwise, this does not evoke such big feelings.

Probably Malleus wouldn’t be playing that game.

He would be too busy to read the fluffy fanfic about him and Mc.

Azul Ashengrotto

Oh poor unfortunate souls.

Do you know what time it is now?

Now is the time to plan how Azul can take every money out of twst simp's pocket.

He would certainly start investigating the author’s rights and the pig’s holes.

Like, "We can't sell fan products, but no one forbids paying photos, autographs, or voicemails."

Oh poor simps.

Fandom would initially be a scary place for Azul.

He would be sure that everyone would despise and bully him.

But what would Azul not do because of the money and the contracts?

In the end, he dares to watch the fandom.

And that would be a big boost to his self-esteem.

Not only will he never forget what nsfw content producers have done with his tentacles.

Azul has seen things.

He has indeed seen things.

things he won’t forget.

Oh god don't let the tweels find these.

They would never leave Azul alone.

But back to taking the money.

Azul really throws himself creative.

Like I said poor simps.

Vil Schoenheit

Vil would get to know via Instagram.

He created a new account and started posting pictures.

Really many people would put comments praising his cosplay.

Vil would be perplexed.

He doesn't understand what they're talking about.

And as he investigated, the secrets would begin to be revealed.

And at first he would be really upset.

The first thing that hit his eyes would be the Neige X Vil ship.

Vil feels really dirty witnessing this.

Someone will definitely suffer.

So the first impression is really not good.

Vil appreciates fantasy artists as well as people who make cosplay costumes.

He likes to watch them.

Vil would not care about fanfic.

He would be familiar with this.

Vil was a popular some influencer in his own world.

So he is "stuffed" into such things.

He thinks Neige x Vil ship would go to hell.

Vil's quality of life would have improved if he hadn't done this.

Because of the fandom, he could also be gentler towards Epel.

But only a little

Idia Shroud

Idia discovered this game while looking for different Otome games.

He just wanted to find out what the options are in this world.

But this would pique his interest.

Really strong interest.

At first, that would be a really big shock.

Imagine if you found out you were an Otome character.

Idia would definitely start playing the game out of interest.

A way to meet people you already know but don’t really.

The idea would be to passionately catch a fandom.

The fact that he has fans would be a big surprise.

Happy suprise.

idia would make fan art and maybe funny "imagines stuff".

Many people wonder how he can publish stuff so often.

Really, he just needs to look around so the topics of the writing can be found.

Idia wouldn't even look at nsfw stuff.

He really knows what kind of fandoim he can be when he gets excited.

It is better that there are things he does not know.

Maybe Iida is starting to get more outdoors.

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baejax-the-great · 3 months

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[First, I was rereading "Agua Caliente" and I remembered a song that played a lot in my childhood (and I had kind of forgotten) bc the lyrics somehow matched the Patrochilles dynamic in this fic. This is kind of funny bc I would never in my life associate sertanejo (it's a type of country music, I think? Idk I've never heard country, but the aesthetic is kind of similar. Anyway, it's pretty popular here) with shipping an ancient Greek couple in modern AU, but ok. And I went to listen to this song again and now I'm listening to it on a loop, so thanks for that.]

Now the real question! It's perhaps a strange question, but do you plan what you write? Like, before you write, do you have the whole structured idea in mind? I could have sworn it was like that reading the fics, but then some notes on Ao3 and certain things you say on Tumblr started to make me reflect that maybe you don't plan as much as I thought… in that case, how do you manage to connect everything so well without looking like something was left out/without prior planning??? It's magic, technique, luck or actually do you plan?

Sorry if the question is a bit "???" but I'm REALLY thinking about this! I used to write fics years ago and I was in the "won't plan" group and as expected the fics came out obviously unplanned (but that was ok with me bc it was just to pass the time and I didn't expect it to be an engaging story or anything), and here's why this ask exists: it's precisely bc I was in the “won't plan” group that I'm really intrigued by the possibility of you NOT planning bc it just doesn't seem that way reading your fics...

The short answer is that I do plan what I write, but probably not enough.

I rarely start writing a fic with an entire idea. Often it's just a vibe. But I won't start posting a fic until I know exactly what the conflict is and how it will be resolved.

This was easy in ATG, for example, because I'd already written the resolution before I even decided to write the fic. Structuring it by Patroclus's age also helped, because I could make an outline with the stuff that needed to happen and then jam stuff I wanted to happen around it. That "Stuff" could be really specific--obviously Pat had to graduate school and Achilles had to go to the Olympics on specific years, and it was also like, this section should have them fighting. This section should have them getting along, but Achilles is hiding this big lie so there should be a weird tension.

In Sunset, it took me longer to figure out the conflict/resolution. Sure, I knew that Achilles was going to cry on a Chicago street corner and get naked in Pat's kitchen, but why was he there? How did he get there? I had already written Achilles settling in to Pat's place and the scene where he gets into the lake before I decided on Aphrodite being the key to explain this whole thing. Then I knew Pat had to die. But a lot of the stuff that happened in the middle was sort of on a whim (particularly Achilles getting on the wrong L train-that was definitely just an impulse I had while finishing that chapter). Tecmessa's chapter was also a later addition, and a deeply self-indulgent one, hah.

Agua was the least planned of these three, and in some ways it was because the idea was a lot simpler. After three years, Achilles runs into Patroclus again and they reconcile in some way. I knew exactly how Patroclus would feel about the whole thing (relieved, guilty, upset, wounded, hopeful, upset about feeling hopeful). My original plan was just to set up Achilles in his shop and his new life doing his best and have him run into Patroclus at the beach, and eventually they'd go to the desert. I wrote parts of their meeting first, and then I started writing the beginning and ended up scrapping most of that. I realized I was going to have to do a lot more writing for poor Achilles. My lack of planning here did cause some difficulties--I had like three versions of that date he went on with Pat with different endings. One involved Pat in the hospital, lmao. Zag and Meg coming to stay with Achilles were kind of whims, and I had meant to have Hypnos show up for "his turn" and have Achilles send him home because no, these were not team-building exercises, but then I forgot 😩.

The reason that I need to know the conflict/resolution at the start is because I do think all the scenes in a fic should relate to it in some way, either by building up the conflict or setting the groundwork for a resolution. Even for the impulsive scenes I add just for fun, I think about how they can do this. For example, Achilles getting lost on the L allowed me to build up Pat's unreasonable anxiety, show that Ajax was also feeling it to some extent, and end in Pat saying "fuck it" and just giving in to making out with his hot, ancient boyfriend. It was also something that happened to a friend who was visiting me from out of the country and didn't have a working cell phone. That moment of watching him through the window of the L as it slowly pulled away is just etched in my memory.

In Agua Caliente, almost anything could relate to the resolution, because the resolution was "Achilles having a life," thus it didn't require as much planning. Zagreus's apartment getting flooded (something that happened to me in grad school) showed Achilles attempting to be flexible with some success while allowing himself to become closer to Zagreus, which led to a point of connection with his kids. It also made it easier to explain why Achilles was doing Zag's delivery that day when he ran into Pat. There were only a couple things that truly needed to happen in AC for the fic to make sense, and that was a resolution with Achilles' kids and then with Patroclus, of course.

I do get loose threads sometimes, side conflicts or things that didn't end up going anywhere, and those things tend to annoy me until I figure out a way to resolve them or make them otherwise relevant. Or I don't. Or sometimes I realize I need to add something/someone into the fic, and it would have been smoother if I'd added it in an earlier chapter so it didn't seem like a convenient thing I'd just thought of to solve a problem. That's always annoying to me. But whatever. It's fanfic. That's the risk of posting while you write.

#actually now that I'm thinking about the L thing #did Julia suggest it?#I think I talked to her a lot about this part of the fic #either way it was a late addition #also looked up sertanejo music and reddit recommended the song o soberano #I speak zero portuguese beyond obrigado #but it had 'sober' in the title which felt fitting #I also broke my own rule with WitD #I don't actually know exactly how I'll resolve this atm #though I woke up with some ideas #anyway this is rambly #I once drew a truly shitty diagram of my process #if you have more specific questions I can try to answer #def should have had coffee before writing this

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sunshine-in-a-bottle · 1 year

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Okay pls tell me how rivals would be amzing for mass effect AU

(Mass Effect was the first game i ever cried about (happy tears though))

OK OK OK OK LISTEN TO ME LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN I HAVE A WHOLE THING ABOUT THIS I HAVE HALF WRITTEN FANFICTION AND VAGUE STORY IDEAS AND HAVE REDOWNLOADED MASS EFFECT SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE I HAVE THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS

ok so first of all listen to me Commander Shepard is Techno. Listen to me he was Earthborn, fighting in the pits of his city, and then he became a Hero and he's the very best at what he does as a human and he is a Soldier and what the fuck do you mean the government is just going to ignore this very obvious threat. Its Time For Techno To Go Off The Fucking Rails I Guess. Fuck the police and fuck the government there is a Giant Ass Murder Thing attempting to destroy the galaxy and Techno actually likes living there sometimes. And maybe he picks up some old friends, some new ones, maybe he learns he doesn't have to do things by himself. There are people he can rely on, friends even. And they mean so much to him. He'd do anything for them. He'd sacrifice himself for them even. (People always hc that Techno's totem scars are cracks down his face. In Mass Effect 2, when Shepard's brought back to life, they have facial scars too. Commander Techno, awakened, with scars glowing gold.)

Listen To Me. Listen. Dream as a Quarian. The Mask The Faceless The Hated By All For Bringing The Geth. And he's a scientist and he loves his family, his flotilla, he wants to bring back things to how they used to be. He wants their homeworld back. He wants so much, and when he has the chance to bargain with Techno and the Council, he takes it. He's going to use every advantage he has to bring his family home. But he's also Just A Guy. He's got a fun little LED smile on his mask, he gets So Excited over the stuff in Techno's ship. Techno Do You Know What This Cool Thing Powering Your Ship Does Because I Do I Have To Talk About It Now. Dream has a million tools and traps for his enemies and his adhd demands he infodump about the concept of Life and Death and What Does It Mean To Have A Soul and How Does This Relate To AI. Dream thinks AI can love, Dream thinks that his little combat drone is adorable and he calls it affectionate pet names. He has no sense of self preservation even when his suit is the only thing keeping him alive. Techno brings him with on almost every mission, because even if Dream can be annoying as fuck sometimes, he's also incredibly useful.

(Its an injustice, how the quarians are treated. Techno sits with him at the ship's core, and Dream grips the railing so tightly he hears it creak.)

Dream's ideas of AI maybe Actually Having Souls and maybe being able to work with the geth are not popular ones, so him sharing it with Techno is a sign of trust. He is so much less open with a lot of the other people on the ship. He needs to look strong, because he is. Because anything less will get him crushed by the system that scorns him.

When he hears about Techno's sacrifice, Dream is quiet. A trusted ally, a friend, family? He could have been considered family. They relied on each other to save the world together, and Techno told him that his ideas werent foolish (mostly,) and when Dream finally succeeded and got to build a house on his homeworld, he had wanted to invite Techno to come see.

(when he meets Techno again, he's wary. Doesn't want to get his hopes up that its really him, and not some clone that Cerberus made to get him off his guard. But Techno cracks a smile and knocks on his helmet and makes fun of him like he used to, and despite everything, its still him.)

Techno has a Lot of thoughts about Cerberus (A lot of them consist of Fuck These Guys) and a lot of thoughts about his own humanity. People accuse him of being a fake, less than human, a computer that just thinks he's Techno, Not A Person. He was brought back from death, is it really still him? (It is, Philza says, it always will be) but it haunts him. Its only when he cuts ties with Cerberus and takes off with their ship that he can breathe. He still has his ideals. He's still himself, at his core.

Listen I have More Thoughts Many Thoughts But Thats For Another Time I Am Zooming But Listen To Me They Are So Important Do You Understand My Rivalsduo My Boys My Guys

#my writing #suds asks #Listen To Me Are You Listenign #I have to replay the games and then rewrite the entire story to fit around These Two Characters (as usual)

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davnittbraes · 1 year

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The Fourth Step - Chapter Twenty-Five

Part of The World Is Light, Embodied.

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (not this chapter but the series as a whole)

Word Count: 4400

Warnings, etc.: absolutely ridiculous banter that I had way too much fun writing, ANGST I mean these two have had it pretty good lately so let’s not get too comfortable, negative self-talk (love yourselves bbys please,) references to past trauma, Peli Motto comes with her own warning, an OC makes an appearance

Notes: AND WE’RE BACK to regularly scheduled programming, sorry for the delay on this one, I hope it’s worth the wait 🤞. Also, I’m making stuff up about eopies here. Also also, I couldn’t figure out the plural of eopie - is it eopie? Eopies? Whatever I picked one and went with it. Come at me, SW fandom. Also also also, ten points to anyone who gets the pop culture references in the first scene.

Mando’a translations at the end of the chapter.

Please check out the Series Masterlist page for more info.

It’s all just so pleasantly, unremarkably domestic.

As if the couple months since you left Pax have always been your life, this routine of casual activities and quiet simplicities. Going to market together, smoothly trading responsibilities, discussing minor repairs for the Razor Crest and jointly caring for a child while bantering about the likelihood of said child being too stuffed full of treats to eat supper later.

As if you’ve tucked a child into bed after a long day a thousand times, stroking the skin between drowsy eyes and murmuring gentle goodnights and sleep wells, half-listening to the muted movements of another as he tidies up your shared living space, thoughts turning to the much-anticipated moments when you will be alone with him, nestled away from the world in the quiet of night.

As if it’s normal for you to sink into the arms of another who pulls you close, sharing murmured words and caresses and soft kisses that grow heated in the dark. To wake up the next morning, warm and secure in a firm embrace, and to go through the motions of getting a household up and ready for the day.

It’s all just so vividly, poignantly domestic.

And it shakes the very foundation of your self-understanding to realize that you like it.

Not so long ago, you had adamantly sought solitude, snubbed personal relationships, avoided any connection deeper than a tight smile and a quick nod. Life had been experienced through a filter of distrust and fear, everyone and everything a potential threat to the freedom you didn’t earn, this existence that you had only due to a random happenstance that let you escape.

It’s a bit unbelievable, that you’re here, now. Sitting in the cockpit of a starship, a child dozing in your lap after a morning of play, trading teasing barbs with a man who’s name has become embedded in that warm bright thing in your chest.

You chew your bottom lip, narrowing your eyes at the back of his helmet as he leans over the ship’s control console, reading some kind of diagnostic report. “As the Stars Burn?”

The helmet tilts. “No.”

“All My Younglings?”

“No again.”

“General Medbay. That one’s insanely popular, you have to know that one.”

“Never heard of it.”

You slump back in your chair, sighing in defeat, the kid grumbling softly at the movement. “I still don’t believe you. There’s no way someone as well-travelled as you has never - oh! Sex and Cloud City.”

The helmet turns, black visor meeting your gaze. “You made that one up.”

“I swear, it’s an actual show on the HoloNet.” You can’t hold back the bubble of laughter at the absolute incredulity in his voice, and the kid grumbles again as he’s jostled with the movement. Gently, you pick him up and set him in his pod, floating next to you. “It’s nominated for a bunch of awards this year.”

A soft snort filters through the modulator. “Not for its subtle writing, I assume.”

“People like what they like.” Leaning forward, you squint at the navigation map, the image just far enough away that it’s too blurry to make out. “Where are we? The Trailing Sectors?”

“Why don’t you come here and see for yourself?” His voice is deceptively light, casual suggestion lilting his words.

You recoil back into your chair, fingers gripping the seat tight. “Nope. Nuh uh. Me and my mechanical curse will stay right here, thank you.”

He turns to face you fully, beskar glinting in the blue-white light of hyperspace. “You’re more than capable of piloting this ship.”

“How did we get from looking at the nav map to piloting the ship? That’s the exact opposite direction this conversation should be going in.”

He goes quiet, still. Unseen gaze studying you from behind the black visor. The silence suddenly thickens, your skin itching with it but your limbs stay frozen, unable to move, pinned to your chair.

Your heartbeat stutters.

He’s assessing you. Determining his next move.

Well, doesn’t matter, there’s nothing he can say that will get you in that pilot’s chair.

His pauldrons shift as he rests his gloved hands on his thighs, looking far too relaxed and confident for your liking. “You’re smart, intuitive. Your reflexes are sharp. You’re good with your hands.”

An anxiousness floods your chest, pushing you to deflect from his compliments, throw him an exaggerated wink. “Good with my hands? Well, I guess you would have some experience with that.”

The helmet shakes once, a sigh of exasperation and amusement sifting through the modulator. “And I know you don’t truly believe in some sort of curse that damages mechanical equipment when you’re around it.”

“Until I see more evidence to the contrary, that’s the most reasonable explanation.” Ok good, you can manage this. His insistent but gentle prodding to convince you to learn to fly is something you’ve become used to over the last few months. Just hold your ground and -

“What if I’m not here and the kid is in danger?”

Pfassk.

Clever bastard.

He doesn’t even flinch when you glare at him. Just sits there looking smug - it doesn’t matter that you can’t see his face, you can tell.

Sighing dramatically, you raise your hands on defeat. “Fine. You got me. But if something explodes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Nothing is going to explode.” He stands, holding the chair steady as you settle into it.

Your fingers clench, digging into your thighs as you look down at the control console. Anxiety rumbles beneath the surface of your thoughts, quieting when a strong, gloved hand rests on the back of your neck.

He believes you can do this. At least give it a try.

His thumb strokes the curve of your neck, soothing. “So the first thing you have to remember is to breathe.”

A shaky huff of laughter triggers your lungs into working again. “Forget HoloNet dramas. You’re obviously obsessed with comedies.”

He chuckles softly. “Now that you’re closer, you can read the nav map and see where we are.”

Right, you know how to do that. Peering down at the small screen, you note the bold white lines, the positional beacon of the ship’s location. “So we are still in the Trailing Sectors. On the Triellus Trade Run.”

“Just passed Naboo, yes.” His free hand moves over the console, hovering above each group of buttons, switches and levers as he passes it. “This is the hyperdrive engine status, fuel gauges, proximity alert, autopilot sequencing, weapons.”

“Yep, got it, stay away from that part right there.” You eye the last group of controls cautiously.

“For now. Let’s start with the basics.” He steps back, folding his arms across his chest. “Take hold of the steering.”

Your gaze flies to his, nervousness spiking hot through the pit of your stomach. “While we’re in hyperspace?”

“You’re not going to do anything. Just grip the steering.”

Taking a deep breath, you face the console. “One final time, for record - if we blow up, it’s your fault.”

He doesn’t say anything, just waits patiently, watching you.

Fine. Ok. It’s just holding the steering. Nothing is going to happen.

Slowly, you lift your hands, curl your fingers around the side-sticks, slotting them into the ergonomic grooves. The grips are well-worn but still comfortable, a faint vibration of the engines buzzing against your palm.

You hold your breath, watching the various lights and screens carefully, waiting.

Nothing.

He breaks the silence, words gently teasing. “No explosions yet.”

Releasing your breath on a rush, you throw him a mock-glare. “‘Yet’ being the key word, there. Now what?”

He slips behind you again, gloved hand returning to its place on the back of your neck. “We’re not going to do anything while in hyperspace, but we can -“

A shrill beeping cuts through the air.

You instantly let go of the steering, jumping out of the chair and taking a step back as he takes your place, reaching over the console to pull up the system status. The alarm shuts off, last of it echoing through your thoughts in time with the pounding of your heart.

He flips another switch, sighing. “Coolant line sprung a leak. We’ll have to land to repair it.”

The lack of urgency in his voice calms your anxiety, relief washing through you. “How far can we make it?”

“Not far.” He turns to the navigation map. “Tatooine is our best bet. I know a mechanic there.”

You sink into your chair, glancing at the kid, who’s sitting up, nap forgotten, ears perked with curiosity. “Great, my curse not only damaged the ship, it also forced me back to the Galaxy’s Dustbin.”

The helmet turns to look back at you, tilting slightly. “You’re not cursed, tionas.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Tell that to the coolant line.”

*****

The twin suns are high above Mos Eisley as the Razor Crest dips into the hangar bay, creating a puff of dust that hasn’t quite settled as the crew door slides open, twitching your nose with the urge to sneeze.

Kriffing Tatooine.

Blinking against the bright sunlight, you barely get to take in your surroundings before a shrill voice pierces the air.

“Mando! What’s wrong with this hunk of junk now?”

The kid babbles cheerfully, shifting around to stand up in his pod with arms outstretched and Din grabs him before he loses his balance.

A short, curly-haired woman wearing coveralls strides up to the ramp, her deep scowl quickly shifting to a smile as she reaches for the kid. “Well hello there, bright eyes! Did you miss me?”

Din shifts the kid into her arms. “Coolant line is leaking.”

She turns a shrewd gaze in his direction. “Surprised it didn’t blow completely, the way you run the poor girl. Well, that won’t be cheap, as you know pre-Empire parts are hard to come by.”

That gaze shifts to you, assessing, even though she’s clearly still talking to him. “I thought you said you weren’t a taxi service, but here you are taking on passengers.”

Her words should be rude, condescending. You should be offended, you know that. But there’s something about her, an undiluted forthrightness that makes you like her instantly.

Din clears his throat, slipping a gloved hand around your waist to rest in the small of your back. “She’s not a passenger. She’s with me.”

Oh.

You’d never really talked about it, how he would introduce you to others. Actually, you’d never even given it much thought, so rarely did you come into contact with people that he knew.

So you weren’t prepared for the spark of heat to flare up your spine from the warmth of his hand, or the thrill that skittered along your heartbeat as his words sunk in.

Her gaze darts down your frame, sizing you up with absolutely no reservation or subtlety. “Interesting. Not who I expected you’d end up with. Anyway, don’t touch anything.”

Then she’s spinning around and striding away, cooing to the kid in her arms about getting him a snack.

The helmet flashes in the sunlight, black visor turning to look at you. “She didn’t mean… Peli can be…”

“Blunt?” You watch her feed the kid what looks like a piece of roasted meat, obviously delighting in how quickly he wolfs it down. “Honestly, it’s refreshing. I know exactly where I stand with her, and that’s somewhere between your romantic interest and a potential annoyance.”

“My ‘romantic interest?’” His voice lifts in amusement.

It takes every effort not to smile as you meet the black visor’s gaze. “Yeah, you know. Like on those HoloNet dramas you love.”

Still, it’s not enough to hold back your laughter as his exasperated sigh filters through the modulator.

*****

After the kid had been fed to Peli’s satisfaction, she wasted no time diving into the Razor Crest, coming up with an extensive list of parts needed to repair the coolant leak. If it had been anyone else, you would have suspected manipulation, a specialist trying to take advantage of people who don’t know as much as they do about something, but Din trusts her, so you do, too.

Which is all well and good, but trust won’t buy starship parts.

And unfortunately, credits are running low between you and Din, who, of course, immediately insisted on going to find work to pay for the repairs. But as you so effectively argued, you were more likely to find work that didn’t include putting yourself in mortal danger than he was, so here you are now, roaming the streets of Mos Eisley in search of a job.

You squint against the sunlight, stepping around a group of Rodians pulling a large cart full of crates, and scan the storefronts for opportunities. Your best bet is probably a cantina, where word always gets around when people were looking for help, but sometimes you luck out by finding a shop owner in need of an extra hand -

Something big and lanky suddenly stumbles across your path, throwing you off balance. Your instincts take over and you grab the loose reins trailing after the creature, dig your boots into the dirt to pull it to a stop.

The creature honks in protest and your senses catch up.

An eopie.

You give the reins a quick tug, a sharp movement that pulls its short, trunk-like snout downward, directing its gaze to the ground, and slowly reach out to stroke along its flank, pitching your voice low. “Hey now, it’s ok, calm down, you’re ok.”

The eopie gives a honk in protest, tries to swing its head around but you tug the reins again, keeping it facing down, the crowds of the street out of its eyeline, and it heaves a sigh of relief, a tremor running along its wrinkled skin as it calms.

A voice calls from somewhere over your shoulder. “Kriff, are you alright?”

Keeping your hand on the eopie so you can feel if it tries to bolt again, you turn to see a man jogging toward you, leading a line of eopies connected by a transport rein.

You pat the eopie gently, throwing the man a friendly smile. “I’m fine, poor thing just got spooked.”

He pulls to a stop, glancing back to make sure the eopies behind him fall into line before turning back to you, gaze sweeping over your form. “She broke the lead, took off before I could grab her. You sure you’re alright?”

“Really, no harm done.” Handing the reins to him, you look down the line of eopies, curious. “She probably wouldn’t have gone much farther, anyway. They don’t like to stray too far from their herd.”

He smiles, and your stomach dips sharply - after the chaos of the last few moments you’re only just now realizing he’s… very attractive. The kind of handsome you would have eyed from across the bar in your younger days, but probably wouldn’t have worked up the nerve to approach.

He’s tall, with long, lean limbs and a trim build, defined muscles peaking through the low collar of his shirt. And there’s an openness to his features, a sweet and gentle kindness in the soft angles and warm gaze that instantly puts you at ease.

Dank farrik, he definitely breaks hearts with those eyes. Probably unintentionally, but still.

Right now, though, those eyes are fixed intently on you, bringing your focus back to the conversation.

He clears his throat gently. “Are you… busy, right now?” You blink, thrown off by the question, and he ducks his head sheepishly. “Sorry, let me explain. I run an eopie breeding business, and both of my employees are away - two brothers, their sister just had a baby in Anchorhead.”

One of the eopies shakes its head, tugging at the lead as if beckoning him to get on with it, and he chuckles self-deprecatingly. “Anyway, I’m trying to get five dozen eopies to transports around the city by the end of the day for shipment to the outposts. If you can help me out, I can pay you what I would have paid the two of them combined.”

The little laugh of incredulity that slips from your lips obviously takes him back, and you lift a hand in apology. “I’m actually looking for work for a couple days.”

His features shift into a delight that’s so endearing you can’t help but smile. “Well, guess we’re both lucky today.”

“Guess so.” You gesture toward the eopies. “Where are these guys going?”

“Transport Hub 68, on the north side.” He holds out his hand. “Should probably give my name, if we’re going to spend a couple days together. Mikresh Bhan.”

You take his hand and shake it firmly, pulling a name from the running list you keep in your head. Something short, unremarkable, an abbreviation of any number of similar names in multiple languages. “Call me Kas. Let’s get these to 68, then.”

*****

After an afternoon of leading eopies around Mos Eisley, you can confirm that the biggest problem isn’t getting the eopies to go where you want, it’s getting other people to move out of the kriffing way.

You glare after a woman who walked right toward you, without even attempting to go around the eopies, forcing you to guide them around her at the last minute. “Unbelievable. People are so self-absorbed and oblivious.” You pause. “Actually, that’s very believable, what am I saying.”

Mikresh laughs, a deep, warm sound that makes you smile automatically. “Especially in Mos Eisley. Everyone seems to have blinders on.”

“And something shoved up their ass.” You catch yourself, glancing back at him. “Sorry if that was rude. The path between my thoughts and my mouth is frustratingly short sometimes. And all the time, when it comes to talking about this scud-hole of a city.”

“No apology needed.” He looks around the crowd. “Everyone here keeps their cards close to their chest, always listening for someone else to slip up so they can use it to their advantage. It’s been a while since I’ve talked to someone who just spoke their mind.”

“You do seem a bit too honest to be living in Mos Eisley.” You turn a corner, giving a wide enough berth to the merchant stalls lining this part of the street that the eopies won’t get distracted by the bartering customers.

He laughs again. “Yeah, wasn’t my first choice. But we go where the work takes us, right?”

You open your mouth to agree, but the words stop up on your tongue, feeling odd and out of place.

Mikresh assumed you were one of those people drifting from planet to planet, picking up odd jobs as they went, and you hadn’t said anything to correct him. It was best if he thought you were unattached, with no true goals or commitments beyond finding the next job.

Which was true, for most of your life. You didn’t “come from” anywhere, or call any particular place home.

But now?

Now you had a child who had you entirely wrapped around his tiny green claw, and a man who made you forget every bad thing that had ever happened to you with a simple murmur of the nickname he’d given you against your skin.

Now you had a -

Something stops that line of thought, abrupt, a sharp jagged tear through the warm bright thing in your chest.

A deep-rooted shadow, crawling from the depths of your mind, dormant for the last few months but still there.

Always there.

It latches on, spreads over your thoughts, twists your stomach until it hurts.

Your teeth bite into your bottom lip, hard enough to sting.

Stupid girl.

You let some mushy emotions blind you to reality.

The time you’ve spent with Din and the kid, the moments of vulnerability, the secrets you’ve shared - it doesn’t change who you really are.

You’re exactly who Mikresh thinks you are.

A drifter, a nobody. Someone who jumps from planet to planet, identity to identity. Running from a past that you’ll never truly escape, can only hope to stay one step ahead of.

This life, this existence of comfort and safety and trust -

It’s all temporary. It always has been, and always will be.

Eventually, the kid will go to the Jedi. A society known for its strict adherence to rules that ban emotional attachments.

You’ll never see him again.

Eventually, Din will find his people. A people who he has sworn to protect, warriors who prize bravery and strength and purity of their culture above all else.

You’re no Mandalorian. You, with scars that prove you bowed to others.

And eventually, your past will find you, and you’ll have to run again. Keep moving, never settle.

Because that’s your life.

Not those sweet moments of domesticity, or beautiful intimacy found in the dark, or playful banter about things that don’t really matter.

You will always end up alone, running, afraid. No amount of loving embraces and calm statements of relationship to strangers and soft words full of emotion you don’t want to name will change that.

“There they are, the buyers are just down the street, see them?”

Mikresh’s voice shatters your inward focus, yanking you back into the moment. You look in the direction he’s pointing, see the two Bothans watching you expectantly.

Blinking back the shadows creeping along the edges of your vision, you force your attention to the job at hand. You’ll find time to parse through those realizations later. “Yep, I see them. How many more after this?”

“Just two more.”

Glancing over your shoulder, you throw him a smile. “Next time, it’s your turn to dodge oblivious assholes.”

*****

Loud banging echoes through the hangar as you walk in, interspersed with muffled cursing you can only partially make out. Moving around to the other side of the Razor Crest, you see why - Peli is half-hanging out of a hole in the ship, legs kicking with each bang as she obviously swings some kind of tool at whatever it is she cursing out inside the ship.

You pause, taking in the scene. Parts are scattered about the yard, durasteel panels and other unidentifiables. There’s a general air of frustration that you can feel as you get closer, the kind that builds after one too many things go wrong.

A flash of silver - Din, standing next to Peli, holding a mess of hoses and wires out of her way. He looks up, black visor finding you immediately, and your heartbeat flutters at the sensation of his unseen gaze on you.

The kid’s cheerful babble pulls your gaze to where he’s perched on top of a discarded pile of tools.

The warm bright thing in your chest squeezes, then the dark thing in your mind clutches tight. Your instinctual smile at the kid fades, but you force yourself to reach out, brush a fingertip along the top of his ear as you pass him.

Peli hits whatever it is she’s assaulting, shouting in triumph when there’s a subsequent crash. She pulls herself out of the ship, glaring at Din. “Damn thing finally let go. You know, this entire system needs a complete overhaul - half the components are rusted. I don’t even know how that happens with durasteel. Just your luck, I guess.”

She catches sight of you, then glances up at the sky. “Dosh, sunset already? I’ve got to finish up, new neighbours have been complaining about the noise at night lately - what kind of moof-milker moves next to a hangar if they’re fussy about noise?”

She strides away, grumbling under her breath, grabbing tools that are scattered throughout the yard and tossing them into various crates.

You avoid her path of vexation, making your way to Din as he lets go of the hoses and wires. “I almost don’t want to ask, but I’m curious enough to risk it - how’s it going?”

His sigh filters heavily through the modulator. “It’s not just a coolant line, it’s the whole system.”

Your stomach twists with unease. “That sounds expensive.”

“It’s… not cheap. Peli got a below-market price on parts, but they’re still an unexpected cost.” He leans back against the ship, resting his hands on his belt. “More credits than we have right now.”

“Maybe not.” Digging into the pocket of your jacket, you pull out the envelope Mikresh had given you when you’d parted ways. “Will this cover it? If that’s not enough, I have work lined up for the same amount tomorrow, and I might be able to get another day of it.”

The helmet tilts, black visor looking at the envelope in your hand, but he doesn’t move to take it, words coming slow and uncertain. “I’ve been thinking… I know we’ve been sharing costs for food and supplies when needed, but… this is different.”

That knot of anxiety you’ve been trying to ignore all day twists and turns, digging painfully under your ribs, pulled tighter by the dark thing in your mind.

You swallow hard, try to keep your voice steady against the tremor that threatens to shake your hand, still outstretched toward him. “How is it different?”

“It’s my ship. My responsibility. I’ll find a way to make credits to pay for the repairs.”

A loud crash startles you, and Din strides toward the sound - the kid, looking up from the pile of parts he just knocked over, ears drooping and big eyes wide.

Din scoops him up smoothly, patting his back soothingly while shaking his head in disappointment. “You have to be careful, kid, you could have hurt yourself or someone else.”

The kid coos quietly, curling his tiny claws into Din’s cowl.

That knot under your ribs unravels, spreads throughout your body, pulling muscles tight.

It’s his ship.

Not yours.

Just as the kid is his. You have no true connection to him.

To either of them.

Din shifts the kid into the crook of his arm like he’s done countless times, starts to help Peli clean up.

The dying sunlight bounces off his pauldron, illuminating the signet in a flash that pierces right through your heart.

They’re a clan. Even when they part ways, they’ll always have that - a bond of shared experiences you’ll never truly understand, a sense of belonging they will carry with them for the rest of their life.

You don’t really belong anywhere.

You never have. And you never will. *****

Mando’a translations

tionas - question

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#the mandalorian fanfiction #din djarin fanfiction #the mandalorian x female reader #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x f!reader #the mandalorian x you #din djarin x reader #din djarin x female reader #din djarin x f!reader #din djarin x you #mando x reader #mando x female reader #mando x you #mando x f!reader #reader insert #no y/n #the world is light embodied

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domoz · 7 months

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Alright, @firecoloredwater tagged me in a self-recc meme for fanfic, so:

Rules: Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass this onto other writers. Let’s spread the self-love

Tagging uhhhhhhhh @hashiramashonkers if you want to!

Posted in chronological order because it makes as much sense as anything else:

Hesitation - Critical Hit Included not because I'm still particularly fond of the writing in it, I've definitely improved a lot since then, but because the era of me writing for Critical Hit and the audience of 'literally myself because i need to get the ideas out of my head, and if other people even SEE this it will be so cool' was very formative for how I approach writing now. Summary:

The portal home stands open, but Ket, unclear on what he’s meant to do, hesitates. In just one moment, his window of opportunity has passed. And that is how Ket spends the next five years trapped in the feywild with one Orem Rivendorn.

My Boyfriend is (not) a Vigilante- BNHA I just still think I was so silly for this... It was just very fun to write. I feel like if I had to pick a most underrated fic of mine (at least for this fandom) it would be this one. Summary:

In which pro-hero Chargebolt takes the night shift, meets a cute guy, gets radicalized, and totally forgets that underground heroes exist.

Just a Concerned Citizen -BNHA ...The popularity of this one kind of speaks for itself, I think. It's the first fic where I got an idea, sat down, and wrote the whole outline, and its not perfect, but I think it feels more cohesive story-wise than anything that came before it. Plus its long and it's DONE. Summary:

Midoriya Izuku is a normal, quirkless, college drop-out. He's not a vigilante. Everything he does is perfectly above board and totally legal -- He's double checked. It would be nice if everyone else could see it that way, though. (Izuku becomes an informant, sort of. Trouble follows.)

Hand Over Hand Over Hand - Naruto (Founders) Oops, an unfinished fic slipped in here. Weirdly it's sort of the opposite of the last fic, where the outline is so much more vague than I normally make, but I like writing it, and I like thinking about it, and it is my sincere hope that I can make something good enough that it will make people ship the pairing(s) involved like I do.

Summary:

Uchiha Hikaku, asked by his clan head to join his household as a dignified beta, does not think of saying anything other than yes, knowing he will have no opportunity to ever be closer to Madara than this. His duties will include caring for the household, including Madara's new mate. Which is perfectly fine, Hikaku can deal with that easily. At least, he can until Tobirama turns out to be nothing like he expected, in ways that really shouldn't be a problem, but are. It is a decision he may, or may not, come to regret.

The Bandage the Holds Together - Naruto (Founders) One of those fics that was just an idea that wouldn't let me go until it was written, but this one was actually at a reasonable scope. For the first chapter, then I thought "what about Hikaku's POV" and did it AGAIN, and it turns out the difference in how characters think about stuff is fun to think about. Summary:

Soulmates are rare and prized in the world of shinobi. The healing and implicit loyalty always makes for something powerful and prized -- and not something that's supposed to be found between two members of an enemy clan. So, no. Tobirama wasn't expecting this.

#oops! no writing tag #uhh #asks meme #in a way #fic rec #(but its mine)

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daedalusdavinci · 5 months

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spell homestuck

GOD. THIS IS SO MUCH LONGER THAN TWO FACE. i typed too much and theres too many qs so under the cut it goes

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

books!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! or....... i guess comics, these days, but i HATE READING COMICS they juST HAVE MORE COMPELLING FANDOMS. book fandoms are PUNY nad everyone is STUPID. youd think actual literary fandoms would have reading comprehension and understanding of literary critique but no!!!!!!!!!!!!! its literally my eternal fuckign struggle. somehow comic fandoms hit the perfect medium between compelling, readable content and the enthusiasm of cartoon fans without the childishness of cartoon fans

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

this isnt really a thing i do. the only time i associate characters w songs is my own ocs. barbies theme is miltons tower from the what remains of edith finch soundtrack!

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

i have also never really been one to project myself into stories. its just not how i consume media. i think sollux and rose already closely resemble the kinds of friends i make, so maybe them?

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

(freddy fazbear vc) vanessa.... ive done things, im not proud of.

i dont even know if i want to answer this question bc its so fucking humiliating LKJSNDLFSDNFSDF the truth is yes. i am solely responsible for. a lot. particularly in the pjo fandom. i created several crackships ground up all on my own way back in 2014 and developed a following for them and i. dont wantto tell you what those ships were. LSKJDFNSLDJNSDFSDDF ive also pioneered many ship tags for other fandoms and i ship a lot of rarepairs and stuff but i dont think im RESPONSIBLE for them?? in that some ppl already were into them/talking abotu them or tht theyre still not popular (augh. to the ones that became popular) but i AM liTERALLY responsible for some crack shit in the pjo fandom and its. it haunts me sometimes. i dont want to talk about it. IF YOU REMEMBER WHAT I DID NO YOU DONT

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

this is so vague. my headcanons are shifting and nebulous and aus are my constant companion in everything, but uhhhhhhghhusjkdjnsdg i think. roxy writes the same way dave draws comics. its extremely memey and meta and self aware and largely just for the personal lolz, and were all doing her a disservice by pretending her writing looks like roses, when in reality dirk is probably the one whod make comics the way rose makes books (which is probably why he doesnt make comics). its more of that thing where roxy and dave are the same and rose and dirk are the same ykwim. well YOU dont corvus but im sure someone else does

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending?

jason takes after bruce in terms of like. adopting entirely too many kids. he broods

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

harvey is a heartwrenching character when written well, with a complicated view of morality, heartbreaking ties to our main hero, and a lot of internal conflict. something about such a hopeful character deadset on making a different in the system becoming a victim of it, and the potential he has as a vehicle for critiquing the law.

percy is my favorite character from pjo bc it was the very first time in my life i ever read a book and saw myself in it. hes aggressive, impulsive, and rebellious, he fidgets and has a hard time standing still, he acts on emotion without always thinking it through, he gets in trouble in school and hands his mom a murder weapon to kill his stepdad, hes just... hes a lot of the things ive always gotten in trouble for, things i couldnt help being, and hes a hero. he means everything to me.

vriska, i will maintain until the day i die, is one of the best homestuck characters- maybe just characters?- ever written. shes dramatic, shes impulsive, shes manipulative and mean and creative, and shes just so messy about it. shes a mean girl in a way that feels real, where her trauma impacts and shapes her as a person, and shes complex, with warring wants, and people she cares about, and dreams, and shes so messy. shes rough and rude and shes doing what SHE wants to, being a version of herself that feels right to HER, rather than some caricature of the hot badass evil lady. shes thirteen!! and she FEELS thirteen. shes a thirteen year old weird girl who is kind of an asshole, and she means literally fucking everything to me. shes a pirate!!!!! shes a swashbuckling badass dressing up in her larping outfit and yelling at her friends on the playground to swab the deck and she is the bestest ever, the end.

i didnt mean for each one of these to be longer than the last but here we are.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

i hate jdedave peace and love it just feels weird as hell to me. dave, for the most part, is hyper respectful of other peoples choices and boundaries but when it comes to jade hes always trying to mke choices for her, to protect her, and it gets to the point where even jade points out how much it bugs her. jades crush on dave also seems to come from a place of misunderstanding to me, admiring a lot of the parts of himself that he exaggerates and pretends to care about as a result of trauma. it always felt like a kid crush that they shouldve grown out of with time. dave also just sort of seems to... go along with whatever romantic relationships people push him into at that age, rolling with whoever flirts with him jsut bc hes trying to maintain the image of a player, so its really hard to take him seriously any time he hits on someone?

that is just my interpretation of it tho

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

well. i havent finished my reread of homestuck, so that feels difficult to comment on just yet, bc im sure ill have a different opinion when i do finish it. no one in dc gets character arc bc theyre all just undone immediately, so thats like. yeah. and in pjo the arcs are pretty weak bc 1) kids books and 2) RICK UNDOES THEM ALL. AUGH. regardless of all of this, i am going to say jason grace. he had a lot of development in like the last two hoo books, or maybe just like.... hints of how he couldve developed? promise? which rick immediately set fire to in toa when he killed him, but fUCKING WHATEVER. UGH.

anyway actually tho eleanor from the good place. bisexual icon. queen. probably one of the best character arcs of all time. the episode w her mom has some of the most powerful fucking dialogue ever and i think about it. all the time. i should rewatch the good place.....

#asks #redactedcrow

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crusherthedoctor · 5 months

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8, 9, 16, 17 :>

(also thank you for the shout-out, and know it's reciprocated <3)

8. you hope more people will come to appreciate ___ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc)

I hope more people will come to appreciate the canonical portrayal of the character Dr. Eggman, AKA Dr. Ivo Robotnik, from the Sonic the Hedgehog video game series created by SEGA and Sonic Team.

Jokes(?) aside, seeing how often the characters get morphed in adaptations, sometimes in a very unflattering way, it's become easier to appreciate the game iterations and understand the full scope of what they're meant to be. I used to not like Sonic very much since I thought he was kind of annoying, and he's still not exactly in my top ten since I still have some gripes with him (hint: deflating serious moments with unneeded snark was a problem long before Pontaff entered the picture), but after how badly IDW and Prime dropped the ball with him, I was able to gain a newfound respect for the nuances Game Sonic has that those versions lack.

So I guess what I'm saying is, even if it requires taking one look at blatant OoC portrayals to do the trick, I hope that in time, it'll become more commonplace for the game iterations to be recognized and respected for what they actually are, rather than be dismissed for not being enough like their more popular, yet less fleshed out versions.

Also, the Superstars soundtrack. Free my boy Speed Jungle he didn't do shit.

9. a ship that isn't your OTP but that you enjoy

I guess the aforementioned Sonelise would count, though I don't mind Sonaze either. Then there's Sonic X The Floor, which goes without saying.

16. a tiny detail in canon that you want more people to appreciate

Being an Eggfan, I don't think enough people give credit to how much of the threat he poses comes directly from his efforts.

Yes, he steals MacGuffins and lets giant monsters run free so he can use them for his gain, but who is it that makes all those robot armies and kaiju-sized mechs? Who is it that does the required research for his schemes? Who is it that comes up with those schemes to start with? Who is it that sees to it that the Death Egg, the Egg Fleet, and all his other grandiose visions come to life? It's not a right-hand scientist that he steals credit from. It's not a hostage forced into making them. It's the man himself.

Eggman is a very self-made type of villain, and it's one of his most overlooked traits. It's also another reason why SatAM Robotnik can't hold a candle to him.

17. the thing in canon that everyone loves and that you also love

Me and the most vocal parts of the fandom rarely see eye to eye, so this will require some thinking for the examples that don't have some kind of catch to them... let's see...

The CD intro and outro.

CD's visual storytelling.

S3&K's visual storytelling.

Chaos being the best giant monster.

Gamma's arc.

SA1 and Heroes' visual style.

Vector ruining a rare unironically good scene in ShtH with "HEY DON'T GO THERE... YET".

Blaze. Aside from the Silver stuff...

The ending to Secret Rings. (Yes, I've called the mountain of handkerchiefs cheesy before. Not my fault the fandom can't tell that calling something cheesy isn't always an insult.)

The intro to Unleashed. Even if it's a bit long.

Music. I love music, you love music, we all love music, right?

#Crusher's Asks #Opinion #Sonic the Hedgehog #Dr. Eggman

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another-dra-anew · 1 year

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koba!!!

lying on the floor. im so normal about him im so normal about him im so-

- My identity hc for them

tbh! i go back and forth on whether i view him as gay or bi. so. hm. uhh canonically likes guys, and i don’t really have any consistent thoughts past that! + canonically a trans guy. my boy fits the “can’t go out without wearing 4+ layers” stereotype… rip.

- Thoughts on their home life/family

hmm. what’s something we won’t cover in canon- OH. so, he has two older sisters, and his maternal grandparents had three kids- two girls, and a boy, with the boy being the oldest (koba mom (yuriko) is their youngest child). so koba and his siblings are a mirror reflection of their mom and her siblings. also, her mom has a very dear friend she’s been close with for forever, and is also close with his wife now. koba considers their children to be his cousins- this is why he has some french knowledge, they live in france! has one cousin who he especially likes, a lass a few years older than him.

- How i feel about their canonical writing/handling

i feeeel… like he can feel a bit one note/flat? but.. i think completing his ftes will show a sort of depth to him that comes through in the main game, if you know it’s there. (also some of his feeling flat does come from me boyfailing in the past when it comes to writing. so.)

- The one thing i’d want to make canon about them

hm. less so something i want to make canon, moreso… something i hope people pick up on? my boy is constantly trying so hard to protect his peace. the only reason he comes across as okay as he does is because maeda only sees him at breakfast and dinner, and maeda is kinda a dunce, so he hasn’t noticed that kobashikawa is connnstantly self soothing. again. maeda is our protag and oh how that limits things. but- OH. holiday event, the start of harus arc. the way he tries to console himself, but then just distracts himself until things go away? yeaaah.

- My number one favorite ship for them

….so. you see i should say otohiko. i should. they’re iconic they’re the moment i do genuinely really love them. but i’ve had such bad kobamae brainrot…

- …Now everyone else i ship with them

kisaragi! cuz kobas huge on building planes, and kisa is a inventor. i think they’d have fun working together!! parallel play :]. also koba has a fwend he knew for like.. a year? in elementary school. who also attends hopes peak! that year of school was Really Rough on koba, so he kinda. just isn’t as eager to reconnect? bc of poor associations. but fwend is… maybe he doesn’t quite understand, but he’s trying! and he has a very good heart. so i don’t really ship them but sometimes i see stuff that makes me go “oh… it’s them 🥺” so. ya know!!

- The thing i will NEVER ship

no “enemies to lovers” with him and higa don’t even try to slide that shit by. that’s a bigot x the person he hate crimed. (i do think while koba wouldn’t ever be *friends* with higa, they could be acquaintances. he wants an apology he 100% wants an apology he’s not going to stop giving higa hell (in non despair) until he gets an apology. but yeah i just. i don’t think they’re compatible i don’t think they’d mesh well and i just. why would u do koba like that ?

- a dynamic/relationship i wish was explored more (in canon, or in fandom)

not to say iranami again. but they were besties in the first iterations of beta so it’s a fun little throwback for me!! i also think abt him and tsu in non despair a lot. i think they kinda… tend to run in different circles a lot? but they occasionally seek out each other specifically. cuz they’re friends!! they just don’t really have the same friend group. overall i think koba is p popular/well liked! so like… should chat more abt him and everyone

- thoughts on their design (appearance-wise)

mmm.. i’m actually redesigning his fit rn but i think his general color palette is a vibe!! it’s been consistent since betas inception and has stayed the same. i kinda tend to give up on his fit cuz it never works with me,, but surely this time it will all work out for me… yes…..

- A music-related thought- a song that reminds me of them, or what their music taste is, etc

uhhhhh. like or like like - miniature tigers. specifically the chorus/“do you like or like like me? juuuuust sayyyy youu do…” gives me him vibes. i think he tends to make people go 👀 at him so if he was ever uncertain if someone liked him back he wouldn’t really be able to deal with it well? like or like like works because the phrase is a more light hearted/less serious way of seeing if someone feels the same, but it’s also like… again that line is accurate to what koba would want- for that person to just say they like him (tho, while that’s what he’d want to ask of them, if they actually just said yes bc he asked. he’d be v upset)

the king - conan gray, is similarly kobashikawa trying to Cope if the one time he wants someone, it doesn’t come easy to him. this song is one i have down for both him and otori lol. the only exception - paramore, is also very much so a them song. theres probably other songs i associate with him that i’m forgetting about but he’s being spoiled rn compared to the other kids. so.

#kobashikawa haruhiko #ask meme

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brainrotdotorg · 1 year

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Okay so first off, In Short, I Love You. Great fic, def have ONLY read it and totally have not used it for nefarious purposes.

Also you wrote in the notes how surprising it was to not see any other sex pollen works and. You’re right?? There’s only 5 tagged in ao3. Which got me wondering about how little of the common fandom tropes there actually are for de.

Like-like, there are only 3 soulmate aus. Which in and of itself blew me away. Then I could only find 11 ABO fics (side note: Kim was an omega for all but 1. This disappoints me narratively and personally) Then 4 werewolf and 10 vampire aus respectively. Out of the 2800 fics tagged de, only 65 are marked alternate universe At All. (With most of them being what if scenarios)

My point is: Thank you for writing that very good (Very good 😏) fic and I think you may have inspired me to come out of writing retirement to write for every fic trope under the sun. It’s got me nostalgic

(i made a huge post that crashed the editor so im. gonna try my best to reconstruct that)

THANK YOUUUU im so glad you enjoy it!! and I KNOW it's shocking right? DE fic (at least on ao3) is fascinating in that like. there really isnt much of it in the first place like you said, just under 3k. as for the tropes themselves, it could have something to do with the source material itself, which is already so strong and compelling that it doesnt really need much trope support to make it interesting.

Maybe its because of different circles i run in, but these types of tropes like soulmate AUs, ABO stuff, coffeeshop AUs, etc. are all received fairly favorably, so its not like there isnt a demographic of people who would enjoy stuff like that.

fans really seem to gravitate towards canon-compliance, at least the ones who are writing about it ! which is neither a good or a bad thing btw, its just how it is, the selection that we have afforded to is absolutely JAM-PACKED with some of the best stuff ive ever read. i just hope that doesnt discourage some people for getting more self indulgent and out there in your fic.

all this to say im happy to hear that you feel inspired to write again!! i highly encourage. literally anyone. if you have an idea for a fic you want to see, and are sad it doesnt exist yet-- you can be the one to write it! dont worry about your skill level. just give it a shot. someone will be happy that you did. it can feel great to be the one who gets the ball rolling in an obscure ship tag or niche trope. find a friend who also has a niche idea and do a fic trade, if you want to see someone elses interpretation of your idea! commission a writer whos comms are open (not off of ao3 tho, iirc theres rules about making money off of the site)

seriously there is nothing better than knowing that you made something that specifically appeals to you, and odds are, will appeal to other people. i thought no use crying over spilled milk would be my least popular fic and was pleasantly surprised. dont be afraid to be the change what you want to see in the world!! see a need fill a need !! write niche stuff!!!!

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linawritesocs · 1 year

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dorm exchange event "true" prologue!

*shaking* h-hi, this is me being insane about seth x rollo again. i am so sorry, i have so many oc ships, but. them!! THEM 🥺🥺😭💞💗💖 i should make more content with other seth ships i have honestly

so at first i wanted to write this just because i love this ship a normal amount, but then i realized.. that i kinda just wanted to write something comforting because i am very stressed right now, you know, exams and all that stuff. and i'm not in the mood to write something sad and angsty, like, my ocs deserve some fluff every once in a while!! BUT THEN I REALIZED [2] that i can actually turn this into a dorm exchange vignette so that i won't have to feel guilty about choosing to write something self-indulgent instead of writing something more serious.

so. yeah. enjoy :) cole appears in this vignette as well (i will make his profile soon, i WILL) and @scarabiaa's son sebastian is here too no disney you don't own him anymore

[ noble bell college - rollo's room ]

seth: *singing something while working on a new design*

*the door opens*

rollo: my apologies, i hope i am not too much of a distraction. please, pretend like i am not here-

rollo: of course, i know that this is my room, but also, i did let you stay here while you work, so..

rollo: wait, can you even hear me?

rollo: or maybe you are already pretending not to see me, just like i told you?

seth: ...

rollo: .. seth? seth, are you okay?

rollo: *comes closer to him*

seth: ...

rollo: *sighs* i guess, it cannot be helped.

rollo: *pinches his cheek*

seth: ouch, rollo-chan, why?? what did i even do to you??

seth: if we're not counting stealing your heart, of course~

rollo: oh, so you were just too focused on your work. good, i was afraid that it is actually something more serious.

seth: like what?

seth: *gasps* you thought that i'm ignoring you on purpose because i'm mad at you??

seth: i would never! i love you too much to do something so horrible!

rollo: you did it a few hours ago when i had to leave because my vice president needed my help.

rollo: and you know that i have already apologized to you. even though i trust cole and i do not regret choosing him as my vice president..

rollo: .. it can be very hard for him to do some things without my help sometimes.

seth: b-but i was so scared! i thought that you will never come back and that you've actually never loved me and-

rollo: how could you even think that? first of all, i told you why i have to leave and that i will come back as soon as i can.

rollo: and also, you know that i would never leave you like this.

seth: because you love me too much?

rollo: *sighs* yes. yes, i love you too much to do that.

seth: !! rollo-chan, so you have a crush on me?? that's so embarrassing!

rollo: aren't we dating though?

seth: yes, we are.

rollo: by the way, it is quite late, so why don't you finish your work tomorrow?

rollo: i doubt that rsa students would mind, they know that you need more time to make those outfits.

seth: *adjusts his glasses* wow, your haircut looks so much worse when i'm wearing these.

rollo: *pinches his cheek again*

seth: sorry, sorry! i had to say it, okay? your eyes look even more beautiful right now though.

seth: !! *looks at his drawing* wait, maybe this thing should be the same color as your eyes?

rollo: seth, did you hear what i just said?

seth: sorry, did you say something?

rollo: i think you should go to sleep, that is what i said.

seth: hehe, you're not the best person to give an advice like that, rollo-chan.

seth: what did you say when i told you to take a break that one time?

rollo: .. "i am this school's student council president, so i am not in the position to take a break right now".

seth: and i am the ramshackle dorm's prefect, so i am not in the position to take a break right now either!

seth: also rsa students respect me a lot, so i'm very popular there and they often ask me for help.

seth: so yeah, i'm sorry, rollo-chan, but i have to finish working on this as soon as i can.

seth: wait, i just remembered that i have to actually make these outfits and not just design them..

seth: u-um, it's okay though! maybe i can ask ari-chan for help, haha..

rollo: i think you also promised to help nrc students with something, if i am not wrong.

seth: oh, yeah, i did! l-let me just check..

seth: wait, give my drawings back!

rollo: seth, i am so sorry to say this, but..

rollo: you know you can do much better than this, right?

seth: ? what do you mean?

rollo: look at these designs. of course, i am not that much of an expert, but don't you think they look a bit.. strange?

seth: hold on, let me see. what are you talking about? they look fine-

seth: ...

seth: h-hey, rollo-chan, is it okay if i use your fireplace for something?

seth: these drawings are so bad, i have no choice but to burn them.

seth: i swear, they looked great like.. an hour ago! i checked everything, i thought they looked fine, how could i-

rollo: you can take care of this problem after you wake up. i am sure you will be able to think more clearly after that.

seth: haha, very funny, rollo-chan. let's talk about it after you start getting enough sleep too.

rollo: your dark circles look worse than mine, actually.

seth: but i don't have dark circles! wait a second, where's my mirror-

seth: OH NO, YOU'RE RIGHT.

seth: and unlike you, i don't even look that cute with them!

rollo: i appreciate the compliment, but now, do you agree with what i said earlier about you taking some rest?

seth: fine, fine, i do.

seth: but only if you start fixing your sleep schedule as well!

rollo: .. i am afraid i still have some things to do, but i will try to take care of them as soon as i can.

seth: it's all because of cole-chan, right.

rollo: yes.

seth: oh, maybe you should just let seb-chan do all the work? i'm sure he wouldn't mind!

rollo: no, i think he would.

rollo: do you remember that one time both me and cole got sick and sebastian had to do everything by himself?

seth: what, is he still traumatized?

rollo: *nods*

seth: oh well. it's fine, he can handle it, i believe in him.

seth: please, can you try going to sleep just a little bit earlier than usual? if you can't do it for your own sake, then do it for me!

rollo: .. i will try my best.

rollo: can you be the first one to fulfill your promise though?

seth: okay~ *takes off his glasses* man, my eyes hurt..

seth: it's just.. so like, i'm the ramshackle prefect, right. and rsa students love me and want me to transfer to their school, right.

seth: but nrc students keep saying that i'm too irresponsible and that it's impossible to trust me with anything.

rollo: they did say that?

seth: yeah. i mean, i guess i can't really argue with them, i do have my silly and dumb moments sometimes.

rollo: i am sorry for asking this, but do you mind saying who exactly told you that?

seth: don't worry, malleus-chan wasn't one of them.

rollo: of course, he was not.

rollo: *thinking* "should i be happy that draconia did not say anything like that to him or should i be worried because he still likes seth-"

seth: it's not like i'm mad at them or anything. i don't know much about this world and even my own world, so it can be very hard for me to understand and do some things.

seth: but.. it still kinda hurts, haha.

rollo: do you remember what you told me after that whole.. "incident"? you still forgave me and even said that my feelings are valid, i just have to learn how to cope with them in a different way.

rollo: you knew exactly what i did and you still forgave me, so why can't they forgive you even though your mistakes are not that serious compared to mine?

seth: i don't know, rollo-chan, i kinda ended up bullying azul-chan right after he said that he was bullied in the past.

seth: but maybe you're right. i should probably stop hoping that they will accept me one day.

seth: hey, at least rsa students like me! and i met a lot of nice people here at nbc too.

rollo: you are not an official nrc student, right? and you have also mentioned that you are considering transferring to a different school if they accept you and let you live there.

rollo: so, if i may suggest-

seth: i'm thinking, rollo-chan. i'm thinking of transferring to this school, but i have kids back there, you know?

rollo: ah, the ramshackle students.

seth: yeah, i can't just leave them! minnie-chan and jay-chan love me and they still have so much to learn and i'm the only one who can help them!

seth: also, they're not boring. it's fun to watch them grow and become better people.

seth: *thinking* "i hope that the same thing happens to me someday."

rollo: in any case, i am not saying this to rush you, take as much time as you need.

rollo: i just want you to know that i will make sure people treat you better here.

seth: thank you, i appreciate it, really.

seth: but don't you think i'm a bit too chaotic for a school like this?

rollo: and? cole still goes here.

seth: .. good point.

rollo: anyway, you said that you will go and get some sleep and i intend to make you keep that promise.

seth: okay, okay! i'm just gonna sleep here.

rollo: you can sleep in my bed, if you want to. no, actually, i want you to sleep there. i still have work to do anyway.

seth: wait, really? yay! i always liked your bed, it looks so soft!

seth: .. wait a second.

seth: this sounds just like those "there was only one bed" fics!!

rollo: ? what do you mean?

seth: nothing! nothing, haha..

*they can hear cole and sebastian talking*

rollo: and why are they still not asleep?..

rollo: i will go and check what they are up to. you can get ready for bed while i do that.

seth: oh, okay! again, you can just ask seb-chan to do all the work!

[ noble bell college - school corridor ]

cole: hey, so you heard about that dorm exchange thing, right?

sebastian: i don't think so? ivy has never mentioned anything like that..

cole: haha, of course she didn't. she's just like me for real, she never pays attention to that kind of stuff!

sebastian: i'm sorry, what did you just say?

cole: so anyway, merrill told me that they're gonna-

rollo: and what did he tell you, cole? i am quite curious to know that as well.

cole: *SCREAMS*

sebastian: h-huh?? w-wait, rollo-san, what are you doing here?

cole: wait, that's not really surprising actually, he's the type to pull all-nighters after all.

rollo: and may i remind you why exactly i have no choice but to stay up all night?

cole: HE HEARD ME??

sebastian: of course he did, he's standing right next to us!

rollo: i heard that too, sebastian.

sebastian: i-i am so sorry!

rollo: so about that dorm exchange program you have mentioned, can you tell me more about that?

cole: w-why?

sebastian: HE'S LITERALLY A STUDENT COUNCIL PRESIDENT, WHY ARE YOU ASKING HIM THAT??

cole: what, am i supposed to just do what he says?

sebastian: .

sebastian: yes. yes, you are.

cole: oh, okay, so like, this whole dorm exchange program is about sending nrc students to other dorms for like, a week or two. maybe a month. maybe a year. who knows.

sebastian: didn't merrill tell you everything about that program?

cole: yeah, but i was too busy looking at him. he's just too pretty, you know?

sebastian: .. don't say anything bad about ivy ever again.

rollo: interesting. but why are they doing that?

cole: i don't know, it probably has a very deep reason, like they're trying to make students from other dorms get along or something like that.

cole: again, i wasn't listening.

cole: but imagine if we had something like that! hey, sebastian, imagine if i was in the same dorm as you!

sebastian: i don't want to.

cole: huh?

sebastian: i don't want to imagine that.

cole: anyway, i think they're gonna announce everyone's new dorms tomorrow? i can't wait to hear which dorm merrill gets sorted into!

cole: oh, it's probably gonna be pomefiore or octavinelle-

sebastian: wait, rollo-san, isn't your boyf- sorry, isn't seth-san supposed to take part in that program too?

cole: i don't think they're gonna let him participate, to be honest. he's magicless and he's a ramshackle student, so what's even the point?

sebastian: cole.

sebastian: please. please, never say things like that in front of rollo-san.

sebastian: why are you like this, no matter how many times i tell you this, you never listen to me-

cole: he's not here though.

sebastian: .. what?

cole: yeah, he left like a minute ago, i think.

sebastian: b-but i didn't even notice!

sebastian: why did he ask us about the dorm exchange program though?

cole: SEBASTIAN, HE'S LITERALLY A STUDENT COUNCIL PRESIDENT, WHY ARE YOU ASKING THIS?

sebastian: you're right- WAIT, THAT'S MY LINE!

[ noble bell college - rollo's room (outside) ]

rollo: *thinking* "dorm exchange program, huh.."

rollo: *thinking* "i am sure seth would find it exciting, but he has too many things to deal with right now."

rollo: *thinking* "and we spent only one day together, do i really have to send him back right now? and i doubt that they will allow him to participate in that program too.."

rollo: *thinking* "and if that happens, it will make him even more sad. he already finds this world too disappointing.."

rollo: *thinking* ".. do i have to send him back though? wait, do i even have to tell him about that program?"

rollo: *thinking* "he is already too stressed and it hurts me to see him like this."

rollo: *thinking* "i just want to help him, so it is not like i am doing something bad, right?.."

#i love them SO MUCH. writing this vignette made me love this ship even more 😭😭💞💖#i'm torn between 'oh boy i sure hope rollo doesn't sound ooc' and 'i stole him from disney and twst writers bc i will treat him right'#i love cole so much already too. he is so dumb (affectionate)#also i think that it's actually very canon for rollo to not tell seth anything. here's a reminder that this guy thought #he was doing everyone a favor in the masquerade event and he genuinely thought he was innocent.#his morals are a bit twisted but that's alright <3 #i will write a different prologue vignette soon i promise #the isolated prince: seth

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just-miru · 1 year

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actually hope its okay to ask bc youre kind of a selfship authority for me, ive never really selfshipped so to speak but. do you have any advice for what to do if the character one is in love with is most often portrayed as uninterested in people of one's gender? assuming they dont have a canonically stated sexuality ofc

my silly anon, of course it's ok to ask!

now let's see.

i have struggled with something similar quite recently with Otilia, actually! hopefully this can help ya too

you said your silly doesn't have a canon sexuality, right? you can just headcanon one!

you may think stuff like "sure, but there's nothing in canon to support this / yeah, but they never showed interest towards the same gender in canon" and i ma tell ya right now that it doesn't matter!

your headcanon doesn't necessarily have to be supported by canon for it to be valid. not to mention is not harming anyone.

also, if your headcanon about their sexuality goes against a popular one in the fandom, that's ok also. don't let that stop you hehe

you can try and adapt that headcanon into yours, or completely ignore it.

for example, most people (including myself) headcanon William as bi.

i also headcanon him as aro-ace, and because i like both interpretations of his orientation, i headcanon him as bi oriented aro-ace!

just keep in mind it's ok to mess around and have fun!

also, if it makes you feel more confident in your self ship with them, you can headcanon em as being attracted to the same gender only - nothing wrong with that.

i don't know, that's pretty much it. hope it helps :D

also, please feel free to send another ask if you feel the need to!

#irummna answers

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onewomancitadel · 2 years

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Heya! It’s been a while. I’ve been busy with college stuff lately but when I saw your stuff re-appear on my dash I felt compelled to send an encouraging message. Your stuff has always been so very good, especially with all the analyses and deep-dives into the themes since it not only deepened my appreciation of Knightfall as a ship but for RWBY as a whole. I always felt like one of a very small number of loners in the community who seriously shipped Jaune and Cinder together, so it’s really encouraging to know someone like you can make something so grand and popular about it. Please keep up the good work, I’m really hoping you continue doing this for a long time.

On another note, I think you also mentioned a few times that you also shipped Reylo? To be honest I was always iffy about that as a ship, but when I kind of off-set the ship + characters themselves from the movies (which is helpful because I never actually watched Movie 9 b/c of how everyone harps on it), I actually think I like it as well. You mentioning it plus how so many other folk I’ve seen analyze Star Wars to help support and deepen it like you do with Knightfall really makes me feel part of a wider community, so thanks for that!

Hi, it's great to hear from you again. I hope college is going well for you! Feel free to drop by on Tumblr whenever. Thank you for your ask, I'm sorry I didn't respond yesterday, I got hit by a migraine and checked out for the rest of the night.

I'm glad my blog can be a source of support like that. (: That's the most important thing! I mean I knew of only very few blogs on Tumblr that were seriously into it, because it sort of depends what one means by 'shipping', and I am usually a canonshipper. I don't like blogs that post shortfics or scenarios or roleplaying or any of that stuff more common with R/WBY ships on Tumblr, I am generally someone who wants to discuss canon or post longer fics to AO3. I make memes because I think they're silly fun and I like having silly fun, but that's just the logical consequence of discussing things seriously, you need a bit of lighthearted stuff sometimes lol.

I would really like to keep doing this too, so thank you for saying so. Honestly, I think that were I less invested in Knightfall, I probably wouldn't bother anymore because in terms of fandom behaviour and sensibilities, I have had a lot of fucking weird comments on my fic that just speak to a lack of respect and kindness extended towards fic authors, I have had a sizeable amount of rude anons (though I do get a lot of good ones, that's why anon is still turned on) - and at the end of the day, it doesn't matter how much you toughen yourself up, if you look at your kudos:views ratio and compare it to other fandoms and curl up into a ball and cry because it hurts, is it worth it? Numbers shouldn't matter, but I'm only doing this because I like Jaune/Cinder that much. That much. THAT MUCH. I don't have any obligation to write or share fic otherwise.

So, er, yeah, I don't know where I'd draw the line, but for me it's the ship that matters more than anything. That's the bit I care about. I like writing my silly little fanfic. I don't really know if a 'community' exists for Knightfall as such (correction: it may well exist, but I'm very solitary); I'm not even sure if I'd call myself popular? It certainly doesn't feel like it. I guess I have pretty low self-esteem so I don't assume that I'm special or anything, but it feels like I have to - constantly try to earn my place, I suppose. I feel like I'm barely tolerated. Lol. Like I post a fic and I'm just waiting for someone to tell me, 'Oh, good enough, I suppose, but I don't like the rest,' and it really hurts. It just feels like losing. I only feel satisfaction when I'm in the middle of writing something and when I finish. This is a R/WBY fandom problem, by the way, I could be anywhere else and probably not encounter this.

That is to say, on the upside, the fact I'm still here now means I intend to keep going. I try to see silver-linings and be grateful for what I've got.

I do want to emphasise it's really nice that it makes you feel less alone and gives you more of a community space so that's really special.

On another note, I think you also mentioned a few times that you also shipped Reylo?

It's funny you mention Reylo because I veryyyyy vividly remember a Knightfall blog mentioning a fear that Knightfall would attract Reylo shippers and then I never interacted with them ever again. This is a while ago (like over two years ago lol) but it really put me off. I suppose quality over quantity of fans - there are... so many Reylos who can fabricate communities out of nothing lol - but I'll take my toys and go home in that case.

But also lol, wow, Reylo has been like my entire online identity since TFA. I only don't mention it that much because I wanted the space wizards to have fat Jedi babies together and I get sad thinking about it and because going to new fandoms being a Reylo means you have to put up with people taking you to task over Reylo. Small fry, I suppose, but again: I'll take my toys and go home.

I do think Reylo is/was the best fandom I've ever been in though, including some of the most masterful analyses I've ever read in any fandom. I can't link skysilencer since she got run off Tumblr by antis, but anything by Ohtze is a very good read, and going through corseque's Reylo tag is a very fun time as well as that one reincarnation theory - which by virtue would lead you to the Wayward Jedi, who after he went through some troubles, has actually reuploaded or unhidden all of his original Anidala/Reylo videos on YouTube - and I'm really only scratching the surface here. In fact, last night I was rereading Ohtze's the Usurper and the Holy Mother meta.

So I miss the TLJ era, what can I say. I would have to say that in terms of Reylo characterisation, because I began to lurk reading Ohtze's metas right after TFA and then rediscovered corseque's blog (I initially found hers through her wonderful Zelgan fanart lol), my perception of Reylo was a little different to some of the Dark Fuck Prince characterisation which pervaded the ship. So where you come from and what blogs you follow certainly matters and changes your perception of things.

I'm not sure about Tumblr anymore but the Reylo community is still very active on Twitter.

What I think is interesting about Reylo is that very conscious Jungian storytelling was used in TLJ. So it's relevant to use as a recent reference and to demonstrate what that kind of thing can look like. I recommend wit_and_folly for her early videos on Reylo and the monomyth - more specifically, the Heroine's Journey. I think she has a lot of interesting things to say, and is one of very few video essayists I can actually stand.

There's a very specific kind of enemies-to-lovers that I'm into, and Reylo and Knightfall are the two who pretty much hit the spot. I haven't really found any other ship that hits the same mythic beats or characterisation of the baddie and hero or has the same kind of narrative stakes. So tracing the similarities is always interesting to me.

I haven't tried to preach about Knightfall, I have mostly just tried to share my thoughts on the matter, and if that makes people interested or makes them feel seen then that's all I would want. It is a bit hard sometimes though. Very few reblog my posts, I get some likes here and there and I'm thankful for that, and that's just part of a broader shift of the website - but on my end I don't really know that it stands for much?

I think that's why I'm so confused about people being offended by me or Knightfall because there is seriously no threat here. All other Jaune and Cinder ships have their own juggernaut positions in the fandom. I'm one fucking person. A... a... a onewomancitadel, if you will.

I didn't know that username would become so apt lolol.

I'm sorry to be so down in this response. Ultimately, I think being committed to an idea is the thing that matters to me, that's why I write and that's why I post on my silly little blog. There's a certain security in that as well, and I think that sincerity - sincere care for an idea, for a ship, for a fic, for a silly meme - is the bit that matters, and certainly matters the most to me, and should be able to stand on its own.

Hope you have a good weekend and good luck once again with college. <3

#seraphina's asks #user: technonecromancerderaxus #whingeing and whining and moaning #sorry it really is one of those posts lol

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kalitheinksimp · 2 days

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Welcome to my blog

Hello!! I am Kali and/or Softy and go by she/her pronouns (though they/them is fine too)

I am a selfshiper and artist! I post mostly my self indulgent artworks.

So, here's some stuff about me~

So, first things first,

My very main F/o is Ink Sans!

I have loved that guy since a long time and will continue to do so for the foreseeable future

He's my first ever introduction to what loving someone is like, and also an emotional and mental support when there was none, so I'm a bit too... attached to him. Like alot.

Am I okay with sharing?

...ehhh. I'm a very envious person as I've recently found out so I'm not comfortable (and sometimes even repulsed) with his ship content with other characters. (Especially a certain glitch....iykyk)

Yes, that does include other selfshippers but... the majority of the content that sustains my hunger comes from others so...i have to tolerate it to some degree.

So Tldr: not really

※this does not mean that I'm discouraging any canon x canon shippers or self shippers from making their content. It just means it's not my thing and would advise you to keep it to yourself when interacting with me (also please use the right tags I'm begging please please please p)

Do i have any other f/os?

Yep! Some other AU Sanses (like the most popular ones i think) but my feelings for them are VASTLY different than with Ink. For example, how I'm repulsed with canon x canon of Ink,I am not with others though still much prefer seeing other selfshippers of them feeling little to no envy.

I would even like to interact with those who ship themselves with a certain sans and have a repulsion towards canon x canon of them! (So as long as they're fine with it and are aware of other stuff down below-)

Oh and i also have some from other medias that I will not get into cause this blog ain't about that-

About me and content i post-

I mostly create artworks (mostly traditional sometimes digital) about my selfship, s/i lore(very tiny amount), ship children, and sometimes just random stuff

I have a few AUs that are all fully self indulgent stuff that i mostly keep to myself.... exept a couple... and some arts relating to them.

Main ones i post about are:

❣ main AU (consisting of Ink and Kali coexisting in the multiverse as a couple)

❣ family au (as a "what if they were actually married and had children" au

❣ "reverse herem" au (in which Kali basically lives with a bunch of sanses in a house in an abandoned au)

❣ aftermath au (in which i indulge in all sorts of delicious angst)

❣ yandere au/s ( for my yandere Ink fantasies where I take my Ink's already protective behaviour and turn it up to the max)

And i think that's about most of them. There's a few more sprinkled around but there really minor ones

Most importantly; the tag I use for selfship with Ink is "#Kaligraphy" and "#kalink" and for the whole family I use "#🌈garden🌺"

Boundaries and stuff

i know I can't exactly 100% regulate who interacts with my posts, but I will be setting boundaries as to what I'd not like to encounter, and will like to avoid.

❣ homophobia, transphobia, and basically any kind of queerphobia is not welcome

❣ harrasment and bullying also.

❣ supporting of irl crimes that hurt people or animals such as 1ncest, z00philia and/or p3doph1lia will NOT be tolerated

❣ am I proship or anti? Neither. Not pro, not anti, not neutral, I choose to not partake in this argument at all. because at this point it's no longer about having a "safe space". I have not felt safe picking a side so far, so I'm not going to. Hope that's understandable enough. (Just use tags appropriately and don't bring up any other ships than mine (Kali x Ink and occasionally Kali x other sanses/characters i like) on this blog and you're fine)

❣ extremely religious/traditional (in any religion/culture) people also are advised to not be on this blog since i don't really think this is gonna be a safe space for you- I'm kinda a satanist with religious trauma lol

❣ I will do my best to be as cooperative, agreeable and understanding with people, and like anyone else, I'll make mistakes too. So i hope you can be understanding as well if talking to me.

❣ this blog is expected to be 14+ atleast, and i will treat it as such.

❣ as you might already know, I'm a freak for yandere men and like the idea of Ink being an obsessed yan (though sometimes I tone it down) but if that makes you uncomfortable, this might not be the place for you. (Though, I will be using yandere tag on more outright yan stuff)

❣ we don't believe in cringe culture in this blog. Do what makes you happy as long as it doesn't hurt anyone lol

Extra links to my works:

❣ about the family au (intro to my two ship children of Kali x Ink)

❣ about Kali herself (aka my s/i)

❣ the flower sisters (ship children) arts i did

❣ more art of flower sisters (mom i frew up kinda vibes lmao)

❣ Peacock! Ink sans

❣ Snake/Naga! Ink sans

❣ Spider! Ink sans (this is the only one of him in digital- i have yet to decide colours)

❣ casual clothes i made for my selfship

❣ Nightmare sans x Kali varient (for personal "harem/comfort au")

❣ Fell/Red sans x Kali varient (same as previous)

❣ Kali's demon version

❣ Kali's demon DEER version

❣ my current pfp

[more to be added later maybe]

Art status:

Commissions status:

Closed

Art trade status:

Semi open (like might do might not, a bit busy at the moment)

Adopts status:

Mlp adopts based on the theme: random bullshit (open)

And that's all! (i think... for now) Thanks for reading!

#ink sans x oc #selfship #self shipping #fictional other #utmv #undertale multiverse #utmv ink #kaligraphy #kalink #ink sans #undertale au #ship children #mlp mentioned kinda #nightmare sans x oc #fell sans x reader

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