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ohmeadows · 1 year ago

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with the experience you have now, what is something you usually do when you feel the creative block so bad that it makes you want to drop all your writing during an indeterminate period of time? (Not considering talking to someone because i don't have friends with the same interests as me)

Lately i have been writing consistently but now i am in a point between the overwhelming need to keep creating and the suffocating need to just stop. the last time this happened not a single word was written in over a year xd

oh and im so in love with your writing btw <3

thank you and i'm sorry to hear you're struggling with a creative block, i know the feeling all too well. (there's a span of years between 2013 and 2016 where i didn't write at all.)

while a little break does do good, i know the threshold to getting back to it becomes so high it feels insurmountable. but it sounds like you need to replenish the well, as i like to call it. think of your writing as a well you draw from, and it needs a steady supply of water to be able to sustain you dipping into it for the power and inspiration to keep going. feeding it involves engaging in texts in a different way. for me, that's reading, and a lot. i sometimes feel so parched i have to steamroll thru ten books before i feel like i have it balanced again.

i've made some posts beforehand on how to approach reading as a writer (wish i'd tagged them better), but it boils down to:

make lists of beautiful words and sentences that you like; could you emulate them? could you write them in your style?

how do the writers pull off the tricks you struggle with? for me this is knowing when to just move the scene along, or how to showcase that time has passed. (i did a whole study on this from my fave books and it boiled down to just writing "A day later/Weeks down the line/Three months passed before she/It didn't take more than forty-five minutes to get across town but it felt like moving backwards through time" which was fun to learn)

just reading for fun. cannot be understated. sometimes you just need to be pulled into a story and feel too dazzled to stop and think to be reminded of how delicious writing feels

and yes, this goes for mangas, comics, scripts, movies, tv shows, even game writing imo (visual novels are great fun for how they do dialogue and emotional appeal).

another thing to not lose touch with the writing as a practice but maybe take a little breather from the project is to start a journal. i like this one a lot personally, there's the concept of morning pages where you get up in the morning and write three pages without stopping or overthinking.

this leads into automatic writing, which is about setting a timer (25 mins is a good one i feel, but even 15-10-5 does wonders) and while it ticks, you have to keep writing. yes, even if all you write is the same word over and over, or your thoughts as they come to you. this is a key component exercise at all writing schools i've ever gone to. personally i like to "guide it" so to speak with a prompt, be it a word (Lust, Rose, Name, Echo) or a full sentence ("She didn't like where this was going.") or an image. what this exercise teaches you is to shorten the distance between hand putting the words down and your thoughts as they process and come to you, as well as embracing writing messy and ugly and shitty because you can always come back and fix a half-assed page, but you can't do anything with a blank one.

third and final thing: movement. go outside. look around. if you can, get moving, take in the surroundings. there's no expectation on you to write anything from this, just let the movement and your thoughts be it. whenever i hit creative rut, i go for a walk. the first half hour my brain is quiet and annoyed. then things start moving in there as well. i'll walk all the way down to the sea and look at the waves and back home and process an idea from it. (i do keep the notes app on my phone readily available for this, but a notebook or receipt or post-it notes also work fine.)

like all art, writing is a practice and the actual act of writing is maybe 20-30% of what it is. nourish the well and it will nourish you back.

+ for what it's worth, i also often try to edge in rest days where i don't write. at least two a week. be gentle and forgiving on yourself.

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aspd-culture · 2 years ago

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Hullo! Sorry to bother, but do y'all have any info/resources on identification of ASPD, and/or how to come to a mutual understanding with someone who has ASPD?

I'm BPD myself, and I've suspected my sibling is ASPD for a few years (though they were too young to be diagnosed with it back then). I can relate to some of the things they experience, but other times, the same things make no sense to me at all.

I care about them, but it's hard to know what adjustments can be made when we can't communicate needs in a way we both understand.

Sorry if this ain't the type of ask ya answer, feel free to ignore XD

Don't worry, no bother at all!

Unfortunately I'm having a bit of trouble understanding what exactly you're asking me. I did my best to answer what I believe you were asking, but if I messed anything up please feel free to send another ask clarifying your questions more and I'll be happy to answer.

When it comes to resources of any kind with ASPD, they are pretty next to non-existent, at least without a lot of stigma. Your best bet is to look into more blogs like this one where pwASPD talk about their experiences with symptoms to get an idea of what it's like for the person, and then look into ASPD stigma tags to get an idea of what is stigma vs real fact, then look at the scholarly articles with that understanding of the issues the community has with current ASPD research in mind. I wish I could be of more help, but until the researchers either start actually listening to us or move out of the way and let us write the articles ourselves, that's sort of the best way I can give you to understand ASPD without accidentally ingesting some ableist views.

As for coming to an understanding with pwASPD, as far as I understand it, that can either be super easy or super difficult with BPD. In some ways, the symptoms of BPD and ASPD are almost opposites of each other, while in others they mimic each other a lot.

One thing that might help is picturing how you feel about the world while you're splitting. Many people I know with BPD have described it as feeling like people are just trying to hurt you, or to make you think you can trust them just to abandon you at the worst possible time, etc. This is sort of how many people with ASPD view the world at all times. I think a post that might really help you understand the way pwASPD see the world is one I made about the risk factors and how they affect a child who goes on to develop ASPD, as I get into detail in that post on how our world view gets shaped by our negative experiences.

Here's the link to that post:

Another major thing that might help is to remember that even if your disorders could not feel more different sometimes, at the end of the day they are just different means of coping with the same situation, namely an inability to attach securely to loved ones and especially caregivers during formative years. Whilst in BPD that can create an intense "over"attachment (as far as non CBs describe it), wherein you want to be as close to someone as possible either to make yourself feel secure that they won't leave or to try to make up for the lack of attachment during your formative years, the brain of someone with ASPD detaches because of the same circumstance. We get taught from a young age that people aren't reliable (and sometimes pwASPD even go through a period as children wherein we tried to intensely attach, and might have developed BPD if that had worked, but for whatever reason it doesn't usually due to intense negative reactions from the people we tried to intensely attach to) and that those kind of attachments don't exist in real life, or at least not in our real life, so we have to learn to both survive trusting and relying on only ourselves, and teach our brain against its better judgement that it is actually safer to not attach to anyone.

When you have gone through all of that, I'm sure you can imagine that it's hard to want anything to do with other people and thus we come off pretty cold and detached.

I don't know if I fully understood your question, so again if I didn't my bad just let me know if you want. I hope some of it helped either way.

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whumpbby · 3 years ago

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I posted 3,346 times in 2022

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I tagged 55 of my posts in 2022

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#and can't seem to remember the creators who made it happen forgot about it as soon as it happened

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Listen, I want for Damian and Tim to keep trying to kill each other, but in, like, the Addams Family style.

I want fondness in their murder attempts.

I want them to keep it up as they age, getting more and more ridiculous, just because it keeps the other entertained!

And then one day they just beat up a major villain, stand there gloating when Damian suddenly and quote offhandedly stabs Tim in the shoulder.

They look at the wound. The villain looks at them. A moment passes.

Damian: Oh, gods! Fuck, don’t move, Drake.

Tim: What the fuck?! Why would you do that?!

Damian: I don’t know! Habit, I guess! Once more for old times’s sake!? Stop moving, I will secure the blade!

Tim: If I get tetanus I will murder your turkey, I swear!

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Come on, DC, why won't you lean away from "Jason the Dead Robin" and lean into "Jason the Resurrected Guy"??

He died and that was an important event, sure.

But not half as important as the fact HE CAME BACK VIA SPONTANEOUS RESURRECTION??

Like, it would be so much more fun and engaging if they leaned into him being not only a crime lord - but a magical crime lord! ✨✨✨

Make him an outright villain (I mean, Bruce's man on the inside of the crime) with his shtick being that he has magic and what are they fucking going to do? Like, the Penguin can order his assassination, but once a paid killer saw a guy pull a sword out of his chest and trap the soul inside of it the price will go up considerably.

Come on, DC, make him fun.

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Listen, I know that the idea of Lazarus PIT leaving Jsson angry is an old shoes, but listen.

It took him a ling while to learn how to control that endless rage. It took him a long while to re-learn his emotions, to trace new neural pathways in the destroyed and suddenly revived parts of his brain.

It takes little to anger Jason, but it takes a lot to make him lose it. Because he knows what awaits on the other side and how hard it is to get back from there - his brain is a work in progress, he has to keep managing it. He will quip and deflect until he's blue in the face, because he doesn't want to go back there.

But listen.

The Scarecrow.

Crane discovering the hard way that Red Hood doesn't react to his Fear Toxin like everyone else. Because under all the morals and intelligence and inhibitions - in this one, there's no fear. Not anymore. The only thing left is anger, stifled and pushed down, and repressed like a skeleton in the closet.

And the Toxin just unlocked the door.

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I love the idea of Steph treating Bruce not like a father figure, but a whacky uncle figure.

Oh sure, Dick and Jason and Duke and Damian are her annoying brothers. Alfred is her doting grandpa.

But Bruce is the uncle she always wanted to have.

And being so used to being the dad, Bruce has no idea how to react to being the uncle. He was never an uncle. What do uncles even do???

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My #1 post of 2022

I find it an excellent idea for Jason to be the magical Bat.

They already have an assassin. A gymnast. A smart-guy. The fighting master. A meta.

They only need a magic-specialist to complete the

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deepperplexity · 5 years ago

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Prompt: 12. Gingerbread House

A/N: I just couldn't resist writing this, nothing complicated at all. Just pure cuteness and fluff I think xD This ties back to the Reader of prompt 5. Memories but no need to read that one to understand this one ^^

Setting: Your house on a little snow-covered hill

Pairing: Snape x Wife!Reader

Word count: 1136

Warnings: Cute fluffy stuff O.O

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"Just hold it steady!" Ethan screamed at William. "I am, I am!" William shouted back. "Don't shout," you chided as you sat next to them by the kitchen table that was currently absolutely covered in gingerbread house-parts, candy, icing and what not. Severus sat on the other side of the table, a slight grin pointed towards you. He had sat down with Jacob and Elisa, your oldest and youngest children. While you had taken the twins, Ethan and William.

Severus had beaten you to the table and therefore you got the twins to deal with. It was always a nightmare when the time came to make gingerbread houses. but it was a tradition. You had done it as a child and now you did it with your own children.

"Here, I'll hold and you can both make sure it holds together with plenty of icing," you said as you grabbed the not so straight parts of the twins' gingerbread house. They instantly allowed you to do so as they both found it more fun to eat the candy, throw the candy at each other and lastly make it stick to the roof of the gingerbread house with icing.

It took over an hour to build the two houses. The twins and you did one while your husband, Jacob and Elisa did one. To be honest, the latter looked way better. But the twins were lively children and it was hard for them to be still. The fact you got two houses at all was a success, to be honest.

"There," you said as you placed the two houses next to each other in the kitchen window you had prepared with multiple spells to make it look like it snowed, to make warm ice and dusting of un-melting snow as well as the fact you added a few mistletoes and such as well - to create the illusion of a winter wonderland in your window. "Looks great, dear," Severus said as he gave your temple a kiss.

"Tea?" you asked and he nodded while a commotion was heard from the backyard where the kids were playing in the snow. "I will keep an eye on them," Severus muttered before he headed off to the hallway. You heard him put on his winter coat and boots before he opened the slightly squeaky door. You looked out the window and eventually saw him come around - he was instantly pummelled with snowballs.

You watched as he played with your four lovely children, as they covered him in snowballs and eventually as he made snowballs rain down on them with some magical help. "Tea, right," you murmured to yourself as you tried your best not to laugh at the battle between father and kids on the other side of the window where the gingerbread houses stood. "Best do some hot chocolate too, they'll need it by the looks of it..."

A few minutes later the door was pulled open, stomping off boot-clad feet and the tugging of coats echoed between laughter and giggling. you had sat yourself down in the living room with your tea and a book. "There's hot chocolate in the kitchen! Daddy will help you!" you called out and shouts of joy were heard before the cavalry ran through the hallway and into the kitchen.

"That's mine!" You heard being shouted by Ethan. "Uh-uh! It's mine! It has blue marshmallows!" William answered, "They both have! You have the wrong cup!" Ethan screamed back, "Stop it! Give it here!" "No, let g-" In the next instant, wailing was heard. Crying, and not the fake kind. You learned as a parent to tell the difference rather quickly.

You were on your feet as Elisa started blubbering, "mommy they broke it! Mommy Ethan and William broke it!" and you instantly knew what had happened before you even made it to the kitchen; closely followed by Severus who had slightly red cheeks from the cold outside.

The kitchen was a mess. Elisa was crying and blubbering about how the twins had broken her gingerbread house. Ethan and William were screaming that she pushed them and Jacob sat by the kitchen table with his hot chocolate without saying a word; seemingly unaffected by the whole thing. Despite it being his gingerbread house too.

You instantly comforted little Elisa, gushing and soothing as you held her. "Mommy they broke it!" she snivelled and wailed as only a small child could. "Sweetie, it's okay, daddy will fix it. Daddy will fix it," you said as you wiped her tears and looked towards Severus before you nodded towards the mess.

"Princess, I will fix it," Severus said gently as he gave her cheek a little stroke before he headed over to the mess on the floor and in the window. Ethan and William stood with hanging heads as Severus gave them a harsh glare before he took out his wand and restored the gingerbread house to its former glory.

"There, see sweetie, daddy fixed it. It's all good," you said and Elisa dared to take a peak. she snivelled one last time before she smiled up towards Severus who crouched down with his arms open. she ran straight over and he hoisted her up. "Good as new," Elisa said as her eyes locked on to the gingerbread house with the colourful candies on the roof. Severus nodded and you crossed your arms before you looked at the twins.

Ethan and William lowered their heads, you looked from one to the other. "We do not break things others have made, are we clear?" "But mom!" Ethan started but one quick look at him told him not to test his luck. "Yes, mommy," the twins said in unison. "Apologies to Elisa and Jacob," Severus said and the twins did. He nodded and sent them over to the kitchen table to drink their hot chocolate.

"How do you feel, Jacob?" you asked as you sat down next to him with Elisa on your other side, Severus at the head of the table and the twins on the opposite side from you. "I'm good, knew dad would fix it," he said with a slight shrug, a reasonable nine-year-old indeed. You smiled at him and then asked who won the snowball fight outback. Bad move, very bad move as a chorus of who won unfolded as Severus claimed he obviously won but the children did not agree.

You merely watched and listened as tempers rose, arms began flailing and an accident was bound to happen with such commotion. But you didn't really mind. Your family was lively but loving and as you listened to the rising voices your eyes wandered over to the gingerbread houses in their little window-winter-wonderland setting. little light twinkled from inside them and you could not help but feel joy. Despite knowing those delicate things would most likely end up being repaired several times until Christmas arrived.

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darkpoisonouslove · 5 years ago

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I retaliate/reward you with writer asks 2, 3, 4, 12, 22, 24, 36, 37, 39 and 42 ;D

Sounds good to me. XD

Okay, let's break these down. (I've crammed things that should be separated in different paragraphs in the same paragraph because of the structure of the ask. I just think it is easier to navigate it that way even if more paragraphs would make more sense. That way every opinion is constricted in one paragraph and you can tell which point it refers to easier. (At least imo.))

(I can't put a read more link rn as I'm on mobile. Sorry.)

2. Don't use adverbs

I cannot begin to describe to you how much I LOATHE this. It is, by far, some of the stupidest writing advice I have ever read. No, I don't care Stephen King supports this. Stephen King writes mostly horror and in horror you need to maintain suspense so short and to the point is definitely better and cutting adverbs is certainly a way to do that. However, I don't think this applies to all writing. I think this isn't really a genre thing as much as it is a specific case by case thing. And in most instances I think this advice is bullshit. Think about it. Language was created to allow us to express ourselves. Cut all adverbs out of it and that narrows down your way to express yourself. It's kinda like "Oh, hey, my leading hand serves more purpose. I should probably cut off the other one because it's not that effective." Congrats, you just crippled yourself. It's the same with language. Why would you deny yourself the help of an entire group of "tools" to express yourself? I just don't understand it. I suppose you've seen the posts going around about "good" and "bad" adverbs so I won't go into that as I agree that an adverb is a good idea when it adds some meaning to the word that wasn't there before (eg. "cried happily"). Sometimes it can actually make things faster to just "tell" them rather than show them through the context. I think adverbs are as neat as any other part of language and deserve their place in writing.

3. Write what you know

Yes, you should know what the hell you're writing about. Whether it was something that you were familiar with before you started writing or you did your research on the matter. I might be a little biased on this because I kinda hate doing research so I can be swayed towards write only what you are completely familiar with but that would just make things boring. So I think you can write about stuff that isn't quite your area of expertise as long as you put the effort to research it to the proper level depending on what you need it for. If it's more of a mention, you don't need that much knowledge about it but if you intend to make it the subject of your writing, please make sure you understand what you're going to be talking about in the entirety of your story. I am begging you because when you don't, we end up with stuff like 50 Shades of Grey (and I'm not just talking about the sex parts since this book is full of poorly researched stuff that, shockingly, ends up being unbelievable at best, potentially harmful at worst). However, I think that applies to a greater degree to published fiction rather than to fanfiction but let's not get into that debate since it's a completely different topic and I already veered off course.

4. Avoid repetition

This I mostly agree with but it depends on the purpose of the repetition. If it is done in order to establish a theme or motif or to emphasize a point (without overdoing it, of course), I fully support it. (I do that a lot in my personal writing and it shouldn't be that hard to find examples of it when looking at my fics ("What Is the One Thing That Can Never Break?" is the best example of this but I have done it countless times in most of my fics if not all of them since this is one of my fave techniques).) However, there is a thin line between establishing a theme and making dead herrings aka something that is brought up repeatedly without any point to it other than boosting the word count since it doesn't lead to anything and it was already discussed at a prior point (which I might have done a few times myself in some of my longest fics). If you're bringing another angle to an issue you've already looked at or are furthering the point, you should be fine but this is indeed a thin line to tread so it demands a bit of caution. I do believe repetition can be a valuable technique in specific circumstances, though, so it all depends on how it is used.

12 is already answered here

22. Do not use semicolons

My personal opinion on this isn't very applicable to anything else because I am not really quite sure how to properly use semicolons so I avoid them. I also don't really like them in other people's writings. I'm sure they have their uses but I think a lot of authors also overuse them to make those horrendously long sentences that I hate (but have started becoming guilty of as well even though I think that if you can't remember how the sentence started at the end of it, it is too long and needs to be split in some way). It is why I haven't bothered to learn how to operate them. XD But I think that my point about adverbs should be applied here as well. It is another tool you can use and I am sure it can be helpful. So I am not necessarily against it and wouldn't tell someone to stop using them. Only, maybe try using full stops as well? And I'll try to do the same because, like I said, I have started becoming guilty of paragraph long sentences as well. (Just to be clear, sometimes longer sentences are okay. But not when literally every sentence is over 150 words. You need to break them down, spice it up with shorter sentences thrown in the mix.) Also, I think this is an instance of the trap of "bigger is better" for a lot of writers except that here it is "longer is better". It really isn't. And I can tell you why. My scenes have started getting thousands of words long and if I were to write novel, I could hit 50k words with about ten scenes. Most novels are up to 120k words total. Those would be 24 scenes in my numbers but don't you feel like a novel will need more than 24 scenes? Consice writing is definitely a good idea and it is much harder to cut things rather than to add (at least for me). Fanfiction gives more room with the word count but I still think that it is important to be able to convey your point in as little words as possible. (Btw, this is a tangent but long sentences and semicolons appear a lot in academic writing and I hate it even more there because it makes it more incomprehensible than it needs to be (and in a lot of cases it already is written to be as incomprehensible as possible). Just... start another sentence, I am begging you. This one already is a page long, for the love of everything in the world.)

24. Don't edit as you write

A complicated one. Mostly because I have done this. I used to do it a few years back. I (mostly) don't do it anymore. I might stop to edit a typo or change a sentence that just doesn't read right but nothing bigger than that. And you should, arguably, not do that either. Why? Because you may end up deleting the entire paragraph, page, chapter and all that perfecting will have been for naught. It has happened to me when I spent a ton of time perfecting the first chapters of several of my works and some of them I will never finish while others actually need to start from a different point in time so the whole chapter needs to go. Along with all of my efforts. I would say this is mostly for longer and chaptered projects since the structure of a one shot (depending on the length) is easier to figure out and you probably won't need to rearrange parts of it. And if something is really poking your eyes out, you can fix it real quick. But once you have the whole thing, it will be easier to see what needs to stay, what needs to go and what needs to be changed. Sometimes the temptation is hard to resist and it's fine if you give in as long as you're doing it with the knowledge that "yes, this may be all for nothing but I can't look at it like that for another second". Sometimes I would say that you need to go back and see where everything derailed if you can't move on. There was good advice that if you're stuck, the problem is probably a few paragraphs before the point where you hit a wall and it has helped me get over a block a time or two. However, if you can move on without touching anything, you probably should. That can also save you from deleting something that is actually good. I have felt like the whole thing I was writing was terrible but holding back from deleting or even altering anything and, instead, giving it some time to breathe has saved a few fics along the way from being completely butchered. So I think this is, generally, good advice because of the reasons I listed but just like any other rule, it can be bent and broken. (I would say fixing typos is a form of bending it which I allow myself all the time. Spelling is just really important to me.)

36. Never use a verb other than 'said' to tag dialogue

I hate this specific phrasing of it a lot. Never start any rule with never. Of course, you need to use other verbs as well since they were created to express the wide range in which a person may speak their chosen words. My problem with this is the reason that is usually given for it and that is that it distracts the reader. It has never distracted ME. Not a single time. And while I agree that using said most of the time works since people usually speak in a calm, even, steady manner which to describe as simply "said" works well enough, I think that other dialogue tags have their places too. Because people don't always say things. Sometimes they scream them, sometimes they whisper them, sometimes they hiss them, sometimes they snap and so on. Here I think a better phrasing would be to use Syndrome's lesson again that "when everyone is super, no one will be". Dialogue tags different from said are supposed to direct your attention to the change in tone. They're supposed to stand out. If everything stands out, nothing will. (This philosophy is so applicable to so many things and I think we have to take a minute to appreciate how valuable the lesson of "The Incredibles" is.) So as with every other writing tool, if used accordingly, dialogue tags (all of them, not just "said") can only be of help and will not hinder you in any way. Just don't put more frosting on the cake than there is cake, you know?

37. Do not start a sentence with a conjunction

FUCK THIS RULE so much. This one you have to keep to only in academic writing. The moment you step through the threshold of creative writing this rule should be crushed under your soles. I often start sentences with "and" or "but" because I am looking to emphasize whether this sentence agrees with the previous one or not. Think about it. When you say "I liked him. But I didn't trust him.", it reads very different from "I liked him but I didn't trust him.". It focuses your attention on that contrast and makes you pay more attention to the objection to the first sentence that comes in the second. That can be incredibly valuable and help emphasize what you're saying in a more subtle way than repetition would. This is one of my favorite techniques of focusing the attention on where I want it to be and I will never give it up. Sue me if you want. And see if I care.

39. If there's a story you want to read but it hasn't been written yet, you must write it

Must is too strong a verb. You are not obliged to write anything. I couldn't possibly write everything I want to see written in a single lifetime. Calm down there. I think what people need to understand here is more that "if you want the story done the exact way that you would do it, you will have to do it yourself because no one else will do it the very same way". Doesn't mean that someone can't come close enough (I had that luck once) but it is unlikely that they'll do it in a way that you won't have any complaints about. So, really, "if you want something done right, do it yourself". But this can also mean "you have something fresh that the world needs because no one else has done it yet" (or at least not the same way you would do it). Which is cool but you really don't owe anyone anything. If that story is what you want to read and write (emphasis on that because writing is hard and takes a lot of energy, guys), then great! Go right ahead. But if you don't feel like doing that, you can leave it alone. Someone else might do it in time but with that we loop back to my previous point. I think that you should write whatever you want to write whether no one has written it before or it has been done hundreds and thousands of times.

42. Write your first draft by hand

Very mixed feelings here. I used to do that. The main reason for that is that I didn't trust myself to edit quite as sufficiently if I wrote it directly in a document as I would if I had to transcribe it from paper to the computer. For me personally, it is easier to change sentences when there is only blank space after that sentence since I don't have to worry whether the next sentence I have will still make sense once I'm done rewriting the current one. It was just easier to change things. A way to deal with that is to just press enter a few times before you start editing the sentence so that it looks like there is nothing after it and you're free to change it as you please. However, writing directly in a document is definitely faster and since I was having a lot of things to do in a limited time, I started doing that. It helped get over the fear of a blank page to a degree. It is faster. And I don't think I have noticed a change in the quality of my fics. Not a negative one at least. I just know that if I had had to write the 10k+-word ones by hand before typing them on the computer, I would've lost it. It would've taken way more time and patience than I was willing to give these ideas. Writing the words by hand sometimes helps me feel them better, though, (if that makes sense) and I wouldn't completely give up on it. I like to go with my intuition when deciding whether to write it by hand or type it directly in a document and it has worked out well enough for me so far.

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aelaer · 6 years ago

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So I have a request: A Stephen who, in the Canon compliant universe, returns to the Sanctum for the first time in 5 years, breaks down and is completely devastated and exhausted from everything that happened. And then a time skip, to Stephen now having moved on, in acceptance. He may still feel a little guilty, but is immensly thankful for intimately knowing the beautiful souls who sacrificed themselves and resolved to cherish and celebrate their lives with their friends and family.

So my goal for this was to keep it under 1500 words. I completely failed that goal.

But that is what I am going to attempt to do with my ask prompts (should I get any more in the future), mostly because I have three multi-chapter stories completely spiraling out of control (and a fourth that needs its last chapter completed) and I will never get my Stephen Strange bingo card done by November if I keep on writing these super long things for every square XD

I’m not terribly pleased with the ending but oh well. Nothing was coming for days and I figured I sat on this for long enough.

Fill for @stephenstrangebingo square ‘It’s not your fault’. Warning for canon compliance and my obsessive need to explain away plot-holes with magic-science for a few paragraphs before actually addressing the prompt :P

Title: Black TagRating: GenPairings: NoneWord count: About 3k

The sun was setting over a celebratory New York City when Stephen came again to the New York Sanctum after five years gone. The powers that surrounded the building muffled the cheers and shouts and crying out on Bleecker Street from all the locals, unaware that the man who had helped instigate all their suffering was within the neighborhood.

It had been well over thirty hours since he had come back with the rest of the Disappeared. He was done with giving his report to the other Masters of Kamar-Taj and done with his part in what immediate reorganization was needed for their order. They had finally let him go to rest; he was alone. Wong, for instance, was still settling things as one of those who had survived the Decimation, and still helping others come to terms with what had passed.

And now, now all Stephen could think of was bed. He had washed up a bit in Kamar-Taj, thankfully, for he did not know if he would have had the stamina to do it now. The Cloak more-or-less carried him to his room as his body trembled, complete exhaustion overwhelming his entire being. He fell asleep near instantly.

It wasn’t until twelve hours later, as the dawn broke through his (unnatural) window to an untarnished view of the eastern coastline, that his exhaustion had dimmed to weariness and his mind had time to sort through everything that had happened.

Stephen had not spent his five years gone idle; unlike most other souls that were caught within the Soul Stone due to Thanos, he had an awareness of consciousness due to his connection to the Mystic Arts that made him able to utilize his time, even if time was not something he could feel passing. In those five years he had drawn power from the Soul Stone, a continuous draw into his own spirit to prepare for what he had to do upon his return.

(He knew, of course, that the Stone’s housing was disintegrated into atoms back in 2018. However, its raw energy was not actually gone, just scattered like the rest of the Infinity Stones. The first rule of thermodynamics was something Thanos did not consider, or maybe he did not care so long as that power was not easily obtainable for some time to come. In the end, he supposed it really didn’t matter.)

When he came to on Titan once more, he spared a minute briefly explaining the situation to the others, then asked for complete silence as he got them back to Earth, and more; for he had taken his borrowed energy to send a mental message to all warriors across the universe that he had found within the Soul Stone: The one who sent you away for five years must be defeated. Prepare for battle.

And then he made portals. So many fucking portals, portals he had no business having the ability to create, portals connected to the locations of those warriors across the universe, portals created with the power of the Soul Stone accumulated over five years and fully spent over the course of five minutes.

It was a damned miracle he had anything left in him for battle, but the Soul Stone was unlike any power source he had ever used before, including the Time Stone. Channeling the energy of Infinity Stones was unique to the standard rules of magic already, but the Soul Stone’s power was— indescribable.

So he had been able to battle. To hold himself up. And to watch as people from all over the universe, both the newly resurrected and those that had lived in a broken world, were slaughtered by Thanos’s armies. Slaughtered and with no way to return, not this time; he had used the Time Stone once to reverse death, and he had paid the price with several (hundreds, thousands) of his own deaths.

But the fabric of reality surrounding the battlefield was already torn by the combined actions of both the Avengers and Thanos, and it would tear even further with the final sacrifice; to use the Stones again at that moment, even one, was to rip the threads of the universe to pieces.

And so the dead remained dead.

Even though Stephen knew this, knew the logic behind his actions, knew that in triage situations, some people got the black tag— it did not stop his stomach from twisting into a knot as he lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling and weighed down by the consequences of his actions.

In the silence and loneliness of the Sanctum, even while logic echoed in his head, guilt settled in the depths of Stephen’s core and began to make a home there.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Despite pretending everything was okay and despite going through the motions of his duties, the guilt grew into a beast that swiftly consumed Stephen’s being. He felt little need to eat and his sleep was plagued with new nightmares that caused him to work himself into exhaustion (and thus dreamless nights).

By the time Tony’s funeral arrived, he had lost several pounds and the raccoon eyes were becoming more prominent. A small glamour spell helped conceal that, but still Wong looked at him with thinly-veiled concern.

“Are you sure that the invitation was not just for you?” Stephen asked as he found a suit, miraculously still intact after years (literally years) of no wear.

“Of course I’m sure,” Wong said slowly, his voice carefully even. “You were mentioned by name.”

“Ah.” He cleared his throat. “I’ll be ready in time, then.”

Wong was still looking at him with that expressionless and yet all-knowing look, so Stephen turned away and went to the ensuite bathroom to avoid uncomfortable questions. They didn’t have time to prod into that right now.

After all, it would be rather rude of him to be late to the funeral of a man he had black tagged.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

His lack of regular meals and general lack of care for eating was a new thing for him in this post-Thanos world (but he just didn’t have time for such trivial pursuits as food, not when he had five years to catch up on and a very damaged border between realities to monitor, to attempt to repair). Stephen got away with not really eating anything substantial for two weeks after Tony’s funeral.

Apparently someone (probably Wong) noticed this and the trend came to an abrupt halt.

It started with the steward of the New York Sanctum. The steward’s role fulfilled the very real need of seeing to the general care and maintenance of the very magical and rather finicky building; it could only be fully overseen by a fully-trained disciple while its Master was dealing with the mystical threats in their part of the world. Stephen’s steward had been snapped into oblivion at the same time as he and was replaced with someone who spoke very little English. He remained at the post after the return of the Disappeared and generally avoided him, which was all well and good for Stephen. However, two weeks after the funeral, his steward was suddenly transferred to London (with no input asked from him either, the nerve) and the London steward came to New York.

His new steward was a woman: Italian, about sixty years old, five feet tall, and potentially the scariest woman he had ever met.

If anyone ever discovered his thoughts on the matter, they might wonder how that was possible when Stephen had been under the tutelage of the Ancient One. To him, she was the most powerful woman he had ever known, but he did not equivocate power with terror.

Ludovica Guerriero, on the other hand, was downright frightening. She seemed nice on first meeting; he learned she had come to be a part of the order a year after the Decimation, for all her children and grandchildren had been lost in that event (and with that story his guilt buried itself deeper into his soul). Unlike some of the new recruits who left for their families once they returned, Ludovica stayed on; she liked keeping busy and could ‘go visit the family whenever I want to, anyway’.

At first it was fine. Her first day there, she rearranged things her way while Stephen beat back some inter-dimensional boggarts and sealed a rip between dimensions in Guatemala. When he portaled back to the Sanctum, something that could only be called Italian was permeating the halls that led to the kitchen with a rich mix of smells. Unwittingly, his stomach growled.

He stepped towards the kitchen, then paused. He did not have time to sit down and eat if he wanted to finish his research before his body ultimately gave out on him. But as he started towards the stairs, Ludovica’s voice came to him with, “Doctor Strange? Is that you?”

Stephen sighed quietly and then called, “It’s me.” He took the few remaining steps towards the kitchen and halted at the doorway. “Smells good, Mrs Guerriero.”

“I’m glad you think so. I thought I’d do something special for my first night in New York for our dinner.”

Best to tell her immediately of his plans. “Actually, I—”

She continued on as if he hadn’t said a thing. “This was my nonna’s recipe. Parmigiana di melanzane with tomato, aubergine, the freshest mozzarella cheese; all ingredients picked up in my home town today.”

He blinked, momentarily sidetracked. “Sorry, uh, aubergine?”

Her brow furrowed. “Is that not the right word? It is melanzane, you know—” She cut herself off and pulled a stem with only part of the purple fruit remaining upon it. “This plant.”

“Oh! Oh, yeah, that’s an eggplant.”

“Eggplant? What a strange name.” She started dishing out the bake. “Would you mind setting the table, doctor?”

“I…” he started in protest, but the look she gave him was so sweet and imploring and kind. It reminded him of his grandmother from when he was young. He exhaled slowly; so much for his plans. “Sure.”

And that parmigiana di melanzane was really fucking delicious. It had no right to be that good.

About a week later, when he realized he had somehow been corralled to the dinner table every night since her arrival (and was a couple pounds heavier because of it), Stephen Strange realized that, underneath that sweet exterior, Ludovica Guerriero was an emotionally manipulative mastermind that knew exactly what to say to get him to do exactly what she wanted. This was absolutely terrifying.

Stephen was going to kill Wong.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Despite the terrible emotional manipulation being forced upon his person regarding (incredibly delicious) food, Stephen somehow maintained the status quo with his duties for five weeks after the funeral. He would work himself to utter exhaustion and only then find some rest (though even with this method the nightmares came on occasion, when he was just not exhausted enough, in his opinion).

(The part of his mind well-versed in psychology laughed incredulously at that line of thinking. He told that part of his mind to shut up and mind its own business, then threw himself in his work again.)

But eventually it all came crashing down. Of course it did; that was his life the last… however many years. Two or seven depending on how one counted.

The most embarrassing part was the situation that ended up being the straw that broke the camel’s back. It was stupid, completely irrelevant, and shouldn’t have even happened, but here he was.

It went like this:

Ludovica was out for the day with her family in Italy, Wong was over to discuss things, and they were both hungry. Neither of them felt like cooking, so.

“What do you want to eat?” Stephen asked as his glamour spell transformed his robes to something more normal for New York. “Pizza? Sandwiches? Thai? Something else?”

Wong thought for a moment. “I wouldn’t say no to a tuna melt.”

Stephen stilled his steps; that sounded familiar. Why did that sound familiar? It was just a sandwich—

‘I’ll tell the guys at the deli. Maybe they’ll make you a metaphysical ham on rye.’

Stephen blinked and placed a hand against the wall to steady himself. He heard Wong say, “Stephen?” but it sounded muffled and distant.

‘A… buck and a half,’ Wong admitted.

He sighed. ‘What do you want?’

Wong clapped his hands together and followed him down the rest of the stairs. ‘I wouldn’t say no to a tuna melt.’

The crash of breaking glass and wood, emitting a sound loud enough to almost contest the car accident.

Bruce Banner. Tony Stark. Thanos is coming. Ebony Maw. We swore an oath to protect the Time Stone with our lives. Fourteen million, six hundred and five.

One.

“…en. Look at me, Stephen. You’re in the New York Sanctum Sanctorum. You’re safe. The cloak wants to reach out to you, Stephen, but I batted it away until you can look at me. You’re safe.”

Wong’s words managed to break through the cacophony of madness splitting his mind and he gasped as he focused his eyes on Wong. At some point he had ended up on the floor. His heart attempted to beat itself out of his chest.

When they made eye contact, Wong said without breaking it, “You can rest on him, but get back if his heart rate increases.” Then he continued, as the cloak gently settled itself on Stephen’s shoulders, “Copy my breathing, Stephen. Inhale… and exhale. Good, just like that. Again, inhale… and exhale. Again.”

His breathing evened out and his heart rate eventually slowed to something approaching normal, and Stephen was finally able to manage words. “Where— where did you— learn how to do— do that?”

Wong didn’t answer. Rather, he asked, “Can I help you off the floor?”

Still in a daze he nodded his acquiescence, and Wong took an elbow and forearm and hoisted him up with the assistance of the cloak. He led Stephen to one of the smaller, quieter parlours within the Sanctum and sat him down in a comfortable chair. “I’ll be right back.”

'Right back’ was certainly not immediate, but Stephen lost track of time and Wong seemed to return nearly instantly, this time with a couple fresh cups of tea. He did not attempt to give it to Stephen, but rather set it down beside him. Clearly he saw just how badly his hands were trembling.

Wong took a seat across from him and brought his own cup to his lips. He said nothing as Stephen further calmed his heart rate and the tremors in his hands became less prominent.

Several minutes of silence later, Stephen murmured, “Sorry.”

“I knew it would happen sooner or later,” was Wong’s answer. Stephen swallowed and said nothing. “You cannot continue going on like this.”

Stephen’s instinctive reaction was denial, but he could feel Wong’s eyes on him and his retort fell before it could even begin. “There’s too much to do,” he said instead.

“There always is,” was Wong’s reply.

The silence sat between them again when Wong did not expound further and Stephen battled against a myriad of emotions within his own mind. He tried to distract himself with tea, but the shaking in his hand was too prominent, too debilitating, so he withdrew it.

Another two minutes passed. “I have been given another chance in this world,” he tried instead. “All my efforts should go to protecting it.”

Wong eyed him expressionlessly. “Your efforts have gone above and beyond most. They have seen the resurrection of all life that was unjustly taken five years ago.”

“Those were not my efforts,” Stephen argued. “That was the Avengers.”

“And you set them on that path.”

The tremors increased. He swallowed heavily. “My efforts caused the entire universe to suffer for years. My efforts brought an intergalactic war to Earth’s soil. My efforts brought chaos and despair that led to so much death.” His voice broke on that last word and he turned his head away from Wong.

Wong permitted him a moment before speaking again. “I was told it was over fourteen million futures you saw.” A shudder ran through Stephen in reply. “At what point did you see this future?”

He swallowed. “Somewhere around four million.”

“And you searched another ten million after.”

His hands would not stop their violent shaking. He loosely gripped at the cloak and it curled around his hand. “I’m not— I’ve done triage before,” he started. “Battle of New York. We didn’t have the resources to— to save everyone. We had to pick our cases. Before the accident, it was one of the most difficult moments of my life.

“But this reality was— it was too much to ask. There were too many black tags. I knew there… there were hundreds of millions of permutations. Maybe billions. But I could not sustain the strength needed to search further. I was not… not strong enough.” And to his horror, he felt tears falling from his eyes. He could not look at Wong.

“Stephen. Stephen, look at me.” Reluctantly, after a brief moment, he turned his face towards him. Wong’s steadfast look was blurred by the unwanted tears. “You are the strongest man I have ever known. What you did no other human being could have accomplished.” Stephen’s gaze lowered. “And you must remember: you saw the paths of the future, but you did not control its course. Everyone had their own free will to make the choices they made; they knew death was a real possibility, but they chose to fight.”

Another shudder ran through his entire body and he felt the cloak increase its pressure against him ever so slightly. He placed his face in his trembling hands and just tried to get a grip.

He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, Stephen,” Wong muttered.

His tenuous grasp on his emotions completely broke. Another full body shudder ran through him before an ugly sob broke past his lips. Once it started, it was as if a dam had been broken; all his grief and guilt released itself then, the all-encompassing pain overwhelming his entire being. Even as he wept and mourned everything that had been lost, the cloak carefully curled about him and Wong remained a silent, steadfast presence at his side. His hand never left his shoulder.

And with the brick wall he had put about his heart finally breaking down, Stephen began to take his first steps towards recovery.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

“Oh, Doctor, you have mail.”

Stephen looked up from the tome to stare at Ludovica. “Mail? As in… from the mailbox?”

“Where else does mail come from?” she answered with a soft tut. He took the envelope from her and she left the study.

He frowned at the address. Upstate New York. What was in upstate New York? He carefully opened the envelope and unfolded the letter.

Oh. They finished rebuilding the Avengers compound. And… a celebration. A memorial, for Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, and all those who gave their lives over a year ago.

And he, Wong, and any sorcerer who wished to attend were invited to celebrate their lives.

Stephen’s eyes grew distant for a moment as his mind went back to that day. The ache was still there, but it did not consume him anymore. It had joined the other poignant, bittersweet reminders of days past, of those gone but still within living memory.

He softly exhaled before standing to head down the hall to Kamar-Taj. He was sure there were many who would be interested in attending, and to remember those gone so that they would not be forgotten.

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A/N: Someone with the dedicated duty of basically babysitting Sanctums while their Masters fight off things was lovingly borrowed from keshwyn on AO3. Her series of one-shots around this figure are super super super gorgeous, go read them. Wonderful character development (I’ll write a proper fic rec soon)

(had to save it as jpg because for some reason it’s not letting me save as a png on photoshop atm? ugh)(and formatting should be fixed double ugh)

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emoshinso · 6 years ago

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What Makes Purple Boy so Weird?: Notes on the storytelling strategies employed in Shinsou’s introduction arc

*By ‘weird,’ I mean intriguing/interesting, but in a break-the-mold kinda way.

This really has no objective other than I wanted to break down what makes Shinsou’s intro arc so impactful. Specifically, the buildup before his quirk reveal.

As heroic and well-intentioned as our boy is, the creators do a very good job creating an air of ominous suspense before revealing his true character and quirk in his match against Deku. Up till then, it’s like they wanted us to think Shinsou was a bad guy...

Part commentary, part analysis

Just kinda… finding an excuse to rewatch the Sports Festival arc while focusing on Shinsou’s perspective.

this post goes from his first appearance in episode 15 to the beginning of episode 20

in the future, I plan on dedicating an entire post just to his fight against Deku - but in the meantime, this one centers on the buildup before his quirk reveal

So, if you’re interested, read on! If not, I understand. This is gonna be one heckin nerdy ramble. oh gosh im so excited

First Appearance: Episode 15: Roaring Sports Festival

Confrontation with Bakugo

First, some background on what’s going on right before our boy shows up: The day after Aizawa introduces the sports festival, a bunch of kids from the general studies department show up at the hero class’s threshold, right? There’s no explanation as to why. They’re all kinda just... there (psst it’s for the drama. Large crowds create intrigue.)

Dekusquad mutters collectively, wondering if the general studies kids are scouting the competition… The general studies kids don’t really answer or react. They just keep gawking awkwardly. (psst once again: it’s purely for the drama)

Enter: Bakugo. Trying to leave for the day, but those damn gen studies kids are in his way.

“Move it, extras.”

This prompts a reaction. From one student, at least.

“So this is Class 1-A? I heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass.”

First time we see Shinsou: pushing his way unapologetically through the other general studies kids. First impression: he already kinda looks like a jerk. Him being at the back of the crowd also makes me think Shinsou didn’t exactly jump at the chance to size up 1-A after school like his classmates, but eventually gave in and followed them over a bit later. Then after that “extras” comment out of Blasty Boy, he decided to retaliate. A jerk with a bit of a proud streak.

”Scouting the competition? Maybe some of my peers are, but I came to let you know that if you don’t bring your very best, I’ll steal your spot right out from under you. Consider this a declaration of war.”

What a drama queen.

That’s all he says. That pretty much concludes his first notable appearance as a character

His appearance essentially serves two purposes: 1) to (fleetingly) introduce him as a character 2) to establish how resentful the general studies department is towards 1-A

It’s important to note that he didn’t get any of those usual name + quirk tag thingies that occasionally pop up whenever a new character is introduced (or as a reminder for recurring characters)

AND he never introduces himself (he just straight up declares war and falls silent, the little shit xD)

Point being, forget his quirk, we don’t even learn his name right away. For all intents and purposes, he’s just that random purple asshole who declared war for no good reason

And as soon as Shinsou delivers his little war monologue, Tetsutetsu shows up, shouting loud and a n g e r y. His and Bakugo’s little shouting match quickly overshadows Shinsou’s cold declaration, making it even easier for both the other characters and the audience to forget about Shinsou pretty quick. Despite that very conspicuous purple hair, the chronic insomnia, and the WHITE PUPILS.

I know I kinda forgot about him - the first time watching, at least.

Sports Festival Opening Ceremony

The next time we see Shinsou, he’s walking into the arena with the other 1-C kids, who are all looking pretty dejected about being forced to participate in a competition rigged to make them look inferior:

“We’re just here to make [the hero kids] look better...”

“Yeah, I can’t wait for this to be over...”

It’s a key reminder that Shinsou is one of these kids, and by all logic should be thinking the same thing. But his expression is hard to read:

Is he bored? Tired? Ready for it all to be over like those other kids? Or is he steeling himself to make good on his declaration of war?

We don’t really get a chance to find out. Not until MUCH later...

Todoroki’s Ice Trick

The next shot we see of Shinsou is my absolute FAVORITE. After getting through the tunnel to the obstacle course, Todoroki uses ice attack. It’s super effective, but somehow there’s still plenty of students who dodged it including our boy Shinsou

A LOT is going on. We see shots of all the different students who evaded Todoroki: Yaoyorozu, Bakugo, Aoyama (lol), Ashido... the montage ends with Uraraka, who makes a comment about waiting for the right time to show off her quirk, and hence alludes to someone else who’s trying to be sneaky:

“So they are good at using their powers, huh?”

What I love most about this scene is first time watching I LITERALLY DID NOT QUESTION the fact that he was being carried by three other students

I chalked it up to him being a charismatic figure in his class who somehow convinced his fellow students to carry him as part of some elaborate grand strategy

And hey... I wasn’t wrong?

Also interesting to note how none of the three non-brainwashed students around him seem too concerned he’s hitching a free ride on their classmates... they’re all too busy dealing with Todoroki’s ice

Point being, between Todoroki’s flashy ice attack and the other students’ equally flashy evasive maneuvers, it was pretty easy for us as an audience to overlook that one purple-haired kid who decided to play cavalry battle a little early. The inclusion of the extra kids stumbling around him in the frame also helps him blend into the background. All this seems very intentional on both the animators’/Horikoshi’s part AND as part of Shinsou’s grand strategy.

Episode 15 ends with us still wondering what this guy’s deal is...

Episode 16: In Their Own Quirky Ways

We don’t see Shinsou at all this episode, which both builds up the suspense and leaves me with a lot of questions:

Q: How did he get past the robots? (Theory 1: By using other kids’ quirks and directing them like his own personal quirk army 2: (more likely) waited till a path was clear and ran through)

Q: How did he get past the chasm? (Theory 1: Again, by hitching a ride with a kid with the ideal quirk 2: Human rope?)

Q: How’d he get past the MINES?! (Theory: By brainwashing other students to walk ahead of him and clear a path)

Regardless of how he got through the course, the ONLY glimpse of Shinsou we get is when Midnight goes over the rankings in the race. Shinsou came in 27th, by the way, not that you’d even notice because the camera cuts off almost before you even see him in the rankings. (I couldn’t even pause it that fast) I have no idea if that was intentional or not, but man does it fit the mood:

This is also the first time we see his name.

But it’s so fast literally no one could’ve actually read and retained it without the help of a quirk. I know I didn’t. BUT I remember from the first time watching, this one tiny glimpse of the random purple asshole with the derpy ass smile ranking so high was enough to make me start wondering just what this guy’s deal was...

It was enough to get me curious. But I wasn’t invested quite yet.

Also, in retrospect, my absolute favorite thing about this screenshot is all the other contestants look angry/disappointed by their ranking EXCEPT FOR SHINSOU. Nope, he just looks like a smug little asshole happy to be the ONLY rep from Class 1-C.

And that further adds to the suspense...

Episode 17: Strategy, Strategy, Strategy

Once again, we only get glimpses of Shinsou this episode. But they’re crucial:

1: Him smirking as the rules for the cavalry battle are explained. Makes us wonder, as an audience: why does he look so confident when everyone else is gritting their teeth over this? What advantage does he have?

(Notes brought to you by 20/20 hindsight: He was probably so confident because he literally had his pick of teammates. As soon as he asked anyone about teaming up and they answered, boom, they were on the team. I would guess he intentionally picked teammates that wouldn’t stand out (no offense Aoyama,) so he could hang around and not call attention to himself during the cavalry battle, both from other teams and from the commentators.)

AND WAIT. LOOK HERE:

2: Once all the teams have coalesced, they’re all just kinda standing around haphazardly, or facing each other slightly to talk strategy... BUT NOT SHINSOU’S. They’re all facing the same direction he is. Yep, you guessed it... they’re already brainwashed.

At the ready with his team. This also marks the second time we see his name. But it’s not announced, it only appears in tiny letters/kanji in the scoring bracket. Also note that his teammates are definitely all brainwashed now, but we wouldn’t be able to tell unless we were looking for it. Aoyama really doesn’t look too different lol

Before the episode ends, we get our first glance at the scoreboard. The game’s already been underway for a bit by now, and Shinsou’s team is at 0 points. Which means Shinsou most likely let Monoma take his bandana to avoid being targeted later in the game, and therein, avoid attention.

End of episode 17. Still no name (unless you were super attentive), and no quirk.

Episode 18: Cavalry Battle Finale

Between the Todoroki vs. Midoriya and the Monoma vs. Bakugo showdowns, there’s so much drama happening it’s no surprise Present Mic didn’t pay much attention to Team Shinsou...

...and that really left me wondering... What were they up to this whole time?

Quick glance at the scoreboard tells us he’s still at zero, and he stays that way for most of the episode again:

BUT. WAIT FOR IT.

HERE’S THE SCOREBOARD RIGHT AFTER PRESENT MIC ANNOUNCED THERE WERE ONLY 11 SECONDS LEFT:

TETSUTETSU STILL HAS HIS POINTS.

Which means...

TEAM SHINSOU MANAGED TO SWIPE THE POINTS IN LESS THAN 11 SECONDS.

Just look how smug he is about it too:

“In third place is Team Tetsute- wait, what?! It’s Team Shinsou! When did they come back from the dead?!”

Point being, Present Mic is so surprised by Shinsou’s comeback he almost says the wrong name. Thanks to all the drama radiating off of Monoma and the Traffic Light Trifecta and Shinsou’s strategy of staying out of the fray until the last possible second, he pulled off a victory without anyone even knowing who the heck he is or what he can do.

This also marks the first time his name is stated clearly enough to catch.

Also note his confused (and frightened) teammates behind him. How ominous...

Little by little, we’re getting hints at who he actually is as a character, which up to this point, still looks a lot like ‘first class jerk’

that smug grin gahhh

Episode 19: The Boy Born with Everything

Okay, here’s where things get s u p e r dramatic.

First half of the episode is dedicated to Todoroki and Deku’s little confrontation, so gives us more time to forget about our purple son...

Second half jumps into discussing the next round: sixteen contestants remaining, waiting to be divided into one-on-one matches. Things are progressing smoothly until....

OJIRO WITHDRAWS.

Everyone’s shocked, why the heck would this kid pass up on the chance of a lifetime? Ojiro explains it’s a matter of pride for him: “It just wouldn’t be right. I barely remember anything from the cavalry battle until the very end of it. I… think it was that guy’s quirk.”

“Wait, who was Ojiro with again?”

Again, no one seems to remember. But once Ojiro points him out, the camera pans over to Shinsou, who looks away. As if he’s worried about getting exposed. Interestingly enough, however, Ojiro doesn’t immediately reveal what Shinsou’s quirk is (which also might have to do with his personal honor code), instead just presses to withdraw:

“Everyone gave their all in Round 2, but I was just someone’s puppet. I don’t want to advance if I don’t even know how I got here.”

‘Someone’s puppet’? That’s ominous as hell... but once again, it doesn’t fully reveal what Shinsou did. Ojiro could’ve been speaking metaphorically for all we know at this point. But it sure makes us start wondering what the heck’s up with this purple guy, and just what his true motives are...

Later on, once the full bracket’s announced, Izuku looks at the lineup. He’s initially more concerned about the prospect of facing down Todoroki, but then he remembers he’s got a whole match ahead of that: “First I’ve got to worry about this Shinsou guy (whoever the hell he is...)” As someone who l o v e s to collect and analyse data on heroes and quirks, it probably bothers Izuku to no end that he knows absolutely nothing about his upcoming opponent.

“Izuku Midoriya, that is you, isn’t it?”

To top it off, SHINSOU SNEAKS UP ON HIM. I mean, in all fairness, it probably isn’t even that hard to sneak up on Izuku, given how lost in his head he gets. But again, it helps build that aura of suspense: Shinsou’s the type of character to sneak up on people. He’s also the type to stay out sight, use clever strategy instead of shine in the limelight like a typical hero in the BNHA world would. In all fairness, he’s acting a lot like a villain would.

Izuku: “You’re the guy from before, from general studies?”

Shinsou: “A pleasure. So, are you excited?”

Once again. Doesn’t even properly introduce himself. What is with this guy and introductions? And before Izuku gets a chance to respond, Ojiro intervenes, covering Izuku’s mouth with his tail and leaving Shinsou to smirk and walk away.

Izuku: “Ojiro, what’s the deal?”

Ojiro: “You can’t say a word to him.”

These are the first real clues we get as to what Shinsou’s quirk actually is and how it works. but we still. don’t. get. full. disclosure.

The scene cuts to the side games / preparations of the remaining contestants for the final round:

I really appreciate the sheer amount of dread on Izuku’s face.

This is a meme. We all have Shinsou to thank for this meme. At this point, we can’t even hear what they’re discussing, we just know it’s making a nervous boi e x t r a nervous...

A few scenes later, and we finally get what we’ve all been waiting for:

“Whoa, he looks kinda scared in that picture, doesn’t he? It’s Izuku Midoriya from the hero course!!”

VS.

“Hitoshi Shinsou from general studies, who really hasn’t done anything to stand out yet…”

Once again, Present Mic reminds us just how much of a dark horse Shinsou is. Discounting a few strategic bits and pieces, two whole rounds have passed already, and we still know next to nothing about him. It’s interesting to note how Present Mic explains the rules of the match too:

“The rules are simple: immobilize your opponent or force him out of the ring!! You can also win by making the other person cry uncle. Anything goes… so don’t be afraid to put your morals aside and play dirty!”

Which Shinsou does.

He starts playing before the match even begins, already trying to get Izuku to talk:

“So you can just give up, huh?”

Izuku doesn’t respond, so Shinsou continues:

“In a way, this is a test of how strong your spirit is. If you know what you want your future to hold for you, you can’t worry about what other people think.”

Present Mic: “READY?!”

“That monkey was going on about his pride earlier...”

Present Mic: “BEGIN!”

“...but I just think he’s an idiot for throwing away his chance like that.”

Shinsou started playing even before the match began, and he started off by saying a whole lot of incendiary things:

Why would you care what other people thought of you? (In a world where pro heroes depend on popular appeal for their livelihood, that’s not something a typical aspiring hero would say...)

“That monkey... is an idiot” (insulting a former teammate... not very hero-like)

Who cares about pride? (People who say that often hint they’re willing to get their hands dirty if the ends justify the means... again, not very hero-like)

In retrospect, of course we know Shinsou’s primary motivation for saying all those things was to elicit a response from Izuku, but at the time... it just made him look like a jerk. Maybe even a jerk with a potential villainous streak...

Regardless, it does get a rise out of Izuku, and that’s when it finally happens.

We openly see Shinsou use his quirk for the first time.

Izuku freezes.

Everyone’s shocked. But even then not everyone understands what’s going on yet... even Present Mic seems confused, even possibly chalking it up to stage fright:

“Huh?! What’s the dealio? This is the first match, it should start out with a bang! The fight has just begun and Izuku Midoriya is… completely frozen?!”

AND THAT’S WHERE EPISODE 19 ENDS.

WE STILL DON’T KNOW SHINSOU’S QUIRK.

Yes, we’ve seen it in action, we can infer, but it still takes a whole episode to put a clear label on it...

Episode 20: Victory or Defeat

Way to build up the suspense with a corny episode title am I right

Present Mic introduces us back into the fray: “Izuku Midoriya is completely frozen?! He’s not moving a muscle! And what’s with that look on his face? Could this be a quirk at work? Hitoshi Shinsou seems to have Izuku Midoriya completely stunned!”

Let’s take a quick inventory on just how sh00k everyone is:

Concerned frens. I was too the first time I watched this. I think we all were. Our baby Izuku’s been frozen by the weird purple jerk who we don’t really have any sympathy for yet.

Even the pro heroes are stunned. They don’t seem to have any idea what’s going on either, which suggests maybe they haven’t seen a quirk like Shinsou’s before...

BUT what really gets me are these guys. I’m pretty certain they’re all general studies kids. Shinsou’s classmates. Meaning they KNOW Shinsou. And assumedly they know his quirk too, since that’s like the second question that comes up whenever you meet someone in this universe, right after “What’s your name?” YET THEY’RE JUST AS SHOCKED AS EVERYONE ELSE. Which makes me wonder... what if Shinsou never told his UA classmates what his quirk was?

Regardless, it builds up the suspense even more.

And at long last, as the crowd still sits stunned, Aizawa steps in to finally answer all our unspoken questions:

“Since we’re on to the individual matches, I had some information compiled about our final competitors. Shinsou failed the practical exam to get into the hero course. Since he also applied for general studies, he probably figured that would happen. His quirk is incredibly strong, but that entrance test consisted of fighting faux villains. It gave a huge advantage to those who had physical superpowers they could show off. Despite his abilities, Shinsou never stood a chance at passing.”

He never stood a chance beCAUSE...

*cue ambient unsettling music*

Izuku turns around and starts walking out of bounds.

EVERYONE FLIPS THE HELL OUT.

All Might, watching from the sidelines: “What is this power?”

And finally, thanks to Aizawa’s data, Present Mic tells us:

‘When an opponent answers his question, it flips a switch in their minds, forcing them to do whatever he says. Not every question does it though. He only brainwashes when he wants to.”

There it is.

After five episodes of ominous, behind-the-scenes buildup, we finally have it. I don’t know about everyone else, but I was blown away. Looking back, it made total sense, and I had no idea how I didn’t figure it out beforehand, (maybe someone did, lol, I am kind of a dumbass). But, main point here: Shinsou’s intro had a lot of great suspense built into it, culminating in his match with Izuku, which reveals not only his quirk but also his true character (which I’ll talk about in a future post - specifically how Shinsou’s backstory reveal completely flips our perception of him). Along the way, we had plenty of opportunities to forget about Shinsou, discount him - at least in favor of our already well-established favorites - and most importantly, type cast him as villainous. But all that turns on its head the moment we learn what he can do - and as I’ll talk about later on, when we find out his true intentions.

What a brilliant intro.

And he knows it too. Just look how smug he is.

#shinsou hitoshi #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha meta #long post #bnha anime #hitoshi shinsou #shinso hitoshi #hitoshi shinso #my hero academia #mha #mine #text post #bnha plot analysis #bnha analysis

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stories-by-shanna-p · 6 years ago

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Plot Bunny Adoption Challenge 2019

Fandoms Involved In This Challenge: Supernatural, Hobbit, Harry Potter, Star Wars (A total of 62 Plot Bunnies!!!)

Hey there everyone! As promised, I am hosting a new challenge in 2019 for plot bunny adoptions! I know a lot of people make new years resolutions to ‘write more’, I know I did, so I thought I would contribute!!! :D :D :D

So, if you are interested and want a challenge, read the rules and plot bunnies below! Maybe one of them will be going home with you! Just like previous adoptions, only one person gets a plot bunny so it will be completely unique to you, no one else gets it, so enjoy!

Also, to note, some of the ideas are multi-chapter ideas, as I saw some people saying they wanted some new multi-chap ideas...so have fun. Feel free to make them one-shots or multi-chapter! ^^ There are one shot ideas too, I tried to make a variety for different tastes! Also, if one of the plot bunnies says ‘reader’ or ‘OC’, feel free to change it or make them any gender! It is your plot bunny! XD

Rules of the Challenge:

If you would like to enter the challenge, you need to send me an ASK with the plot bunny you would like to adopt!

Only one person per plot bunny! If it has been adopted before you ask for it, you will have to choose a new one. It will be first come first served!

The story, or first chapter of the story, will be due by February 28th so the Master Post for the Challenge can be posted March 1st!

When posting you need to tag me (so I can add it to the Master Post) and also include the tag #Tale Teller’s Plot Bunny Challenge 2019

Plot bunnies available for adoption are below the keep reading line!

If you finish early, you are welcome to request a new plot bunny but only after the first one has been posted!

Let me know via ASK if you want added to the tag list for this challenge! OR!!! Reach out to the writer, I will list who is doing what below, and let them know how excited you are for the story and ask them to! Who knows, you may make a new friend in 2019!!! :D

These plot bunnies are story ideas I that I have had, so if you want more ideas or such on a certain bunny, shoot me a message! Below is just a vague outline, I’m happy to chat more if you would like more inspiration or are curious what my brain came up with...But feel free to run with an idea and make it yours! I am looking forward to see what amazing stories these plot bunnies inspire! :D

Plot Bunnies up for Adoption:

Supernatural Fandom

· Plot Bunny #5: High school AU where the Novaks move to a new school as Gabe takes an interest in a girl, but the guys say don’t bother, she is too stuck up and thinks she is better than everyone. But Gabe likes a challenge, and the girl seems nice, so he decides to befriend her. His heart breaks when he finds out the secret truth hiding behind her emotionless mask.

· Plot Bunny #6: While making his rounds as the trickster, Gabriel gets in a chat room and meets someone. They become quick friends and continue to chat for months, until one day they ask to meet him.

· Plot Bunny #8: Highschool AU. You are dating the popular senior, Dick Roman, when the Shirleys move into town. Your life gets turned upside down when the shy new kid, Castiel Shirley, catches your eye.

Harry Potter Fandom

· Plot Bunny #12: Girl is in Gryffindor, but is mischievous. Need a group of four in potions and gets put with Draco, Crabb, and Goyle. Become slight friends, but have falling out when they find out she is muggleborn. But can friendship over come those differences?

· Plot Bunny #13: George, wanting to spend time with his girl over the summer, signs up for summer camp (week long) that she is doing. It is a muggle camp, so she makes him leave his wand with Molly. George learns how hard it is to cope without magic.

Star Wars Fandom

· Plot Bunny #14: OC is resistance spy, but saves Hux’s life. Could friendship or love come from such differences?

Hobbit Fandom

· Plot Bunny #15: After reclaiming Erebor and the restoration is mostly done, the princes decide to put their skills to work by creating a memorial in the hall of kings for their father.

· Plot Bunny #16: You are friends with Thorin, Dwalin, and all. You are a bar maid in Ered Luin, they always bring liveliness to the place, and are very protective of you.

· Plot Bunny #19: Bilbo tries to teach Thorin how to garden, and Thorin tries to teach Bilbo blacksmithing.

· Plot Bunny #20: Upon his return, Bilbo throws a dinner for his family to explain his absence. He assumed Thorin, the Dwarf King, would be fine…but Thorin is in over his head…then add Lobelia to the mix.

· Plot Bunny #21: Modern AU: Bilbo is a school teacher (younger children) and Fili and Kili are his students. When they get into mischief, the school calls Dis, but since she is busy at work, Bilbo gets to finally meet Uncle Thorin.

· Plot Bunny #23: After Thorin, Fili, and Kili’s death, during the burial, they are there to say their final goodbyes to the company.

· Plot Bunny #29: Thorin watching Fili and Kili while Dis and her husband have alone time. They are both such a handful as children, especially with their favorite uncle.

· Plot Bunny #31: Thorin is with a very young Kili and Fili in Ered Luin when he looses track of them. They find their way to a bakery, where a human woman takes care of them, until Thorin finds them. Could this be the start of something new?

· Plot Bunny #32; When they were toddlers, Fili and Kili were stolen by rogue dwarves, but were found by Hobbits, and taken in by a young Belladonna Took (before she was married), so when Gandalf sends the company to the Shire for their burglar, they assume it is her, and everyone is excited to see her again…but then they find out she passed away, and the one going on the trip is her child, Bilbo.

· Plot Bunny #40: You are from our world, and survived the journey and BOFA. When the time comes for the kingdom of elves, dwarves, and man to make peace, they need a mediator. Your name comes up, as you are completely unbiased, as you have no loyalties since you are not from this world. So you become the mediator, having to find a peace between Mirkwood, Dale, Erebor, and Dain (Iron Hills).

· Plot Bunny #43: You were Kili’s love before the journey. And you were so happy to here they were alive and well, until you receive a letter from Fili telling you about Kili and Tauriel. But what happens when Kili realizes realizes how much he misses and loves you, and not Tauriel...can he win you back?

· Plot Bunny #47: The reader, by some magic, after wishing she could help the company more, is sent to Erebor where she meets Smaug. For some reason, he doesn’t kill her and then they become friends. Can this new ‘friendship’ change the outcome of something already destined?

· Plot Bunny #48: Story of little moments that the spymaster, Nori, sees when he is being sneak. 1: Ori setting up a prank on Dwalin, but working it so Fili and Kili get the blame 2: One where Thorin and Bilbo are trying to keep their relationship under wraps, Nori spys a private moment. 3: Kili and Tauriel where they discuss how they are secretly already married, and how their “second wedding” that is being planned is pointless.

· Plot Bunny #49: Instead of dying at Moria, Frerin was taken by the Orcs and kept prisoner. After BOFA, they tracked the Orcs back to their big camp and find him. He is brought back to Erebor, where he helped settle in and meets the company, including Bilbo, and.the girl they found along the way. Can all of his friends and family help him adjust to the new life?

· Plot Bunny #50: Thorin goes back to the Shire to live with Bilbo. When Frodo comes into the picture, it is almost hilarious how Thorin and Bilbo view raising him…as Bilbo is a first time parent and Thorin raised Fili and Kili.

· Plot Bunny #51: Thorin passes the throne to Fili and goes with Bilbo to the Shire. Hobbits are suspicious at first, so Thorin decides to do his best to acclimate. The clothes, no weapons…no shoes. It’s a nice gesture...so why does it keep going wrong?

· Plot Bunny #52: Being King doesn’t allow much time to spend with his love, Bilbo, so Thorin takes advantage of every moment he can. Otherwise known as: Always getting Caught

· Plot Bunny #53: Bilbo stays in Erebor at Thorin’s side as King’s Consort. Thorin is proud and happy how Bilbo is coming into life under the mountain, taking everything in stride, but can’t help but laugh when Bilbo snaps one night after a meeting about how something must be done about his chair…because his feet won’t reach the ground.

· Plot Bunny #55: Modern AU: When something breaks, Bilbo goes into town to find someone to fix it. In this case, it happens to be the handsome Thorin. When he leaves, Bilbo knows he has to meet him again, so he breaks something else for an excuse. But how many things must he break before Thorin picks up on it?

· Plot Bunny #56: When a soul leaves, sometimes it has unfinished business. Thorin had unfinished business, so he wasn’t prepared that when he closed his eyes, he would open them again…or when he came back that he would be a grown Hobbit…outside of the Shire…maybe the universe is trying to tell him something? But will our hardheaded king listen...or go back to Erebor?

· Plot Bunny #57: Everyone lives AU. The company (dwarves) decide to get together for a reunion. They decide to go to the Shire since that was where it started. It is like Deja vu, especially since no one bothered to tell Bilbo about it.

· Plot Bunny #60: Random inner dialogue of different people at memorable parts, cause don’t you always wonder what was going through their minds?

· Plot Bunny #62: Getting the company to sing “Hi Ho” while on the journey.

· Plot Bunny #63: Seeing you feeling down, the company try to cheer you up by learning songs from your ipod before it dies and putting on a performance for you.

· Plot Bunny #64; Reader is from modern world and descends to middle earth and she has cancer, the company finds out halfway through the trip that she only has a couple months left. She survived the battle as does everyone else, but eventually falls to the illness. Thoin has her buried in the hall of kings. But that isn’t the last they see her...she is the angel that guides them peacefully, when it is their time, to Mahal’s Halls.

#Tale Teller's Plot Bunny Challenge 2019

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pkmnjesus · 7 years ago

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5 years of the PokémonJesus

Before the night comes to a close, I would like to personally reflect on today’s importance (thus the reason for the Takeover queue). It’s been 5 years since I officially became engaged with this fandom that has really became a weekly routine of mine when new episodes come out. This is really just to put my thoughts out there in the blog archive, so I would prefer if no one reblogs this. P J’s beginnings started all the way back with Serebii Forums...

2013-2014 (The Pokémon forums Era)

I have been lurking in the fandom as early as the Best Wishes days, and often visit sites like Serebii Forums or tumblr’s Pokémon anime tags around 2011. I usually talk Pokémon online when it comes to the games when battling or trading in certain chat rooms (was really active during the Gen. IV era of games), but never really talked about the anime with. I have been a spectator to the discussion while the BW saga was rolling a long, then I decided on September 26th 2013 (which was the airdate for the final BW! episode in Japan) to create a serebiiforums account under the username PokemonJesus123, just in time for the start of the XY series which I was mad hyped about! I WAS A FAN SINCE DAY 1...some y’all just tagged along in XY&Z NO LOYALTY xD . My serebii profile is still there actually, so you can try to find my old inactive page if you want lol (my avatar was me holding up my 3DS in a cringey way...looking back why tf did I take that photo lol delete later). Coming into 2014, I joined tumblr as well under the url name you see right before you. Never changed it, and probably never will. The origin of this name you ask? You’ll just have to ask me personally for that story 😉 I absolutely joined tumblr out of pure boredom to view and follow blogs I was a fan of. I had no intention of posting whatsoever. Oh, and I made a Twitter account under the P J name too! Follow ME :^)

2014-2015 (Thursday LIVE! tumblr era)

After a couple months of finally creating a tumblr account and actively posting on serebiiforums and bulbagarden, XY episode 50 (the episode where big lips Nini/Nene debuted) was the first EVER Pokémon anime episode I ever posted about in my blog. I was still new the #pokeani tag (funny story, I didn’t really knew what it meant back then besides to tag it lol), but I got as much as around 30-100 notes. Seeing those notes already got excited that it pushed me from making it a weekly thing since I had a livestream to watch it every Thursday night and screen-cap it. My goal from the very beginning was to try to be the first one to post about here, like what the Japanese fans do on Twitter under the #Anipoke tag. Of course, most of my notes came from either an AmourShipping post or a Serena post. I’m not going to lie, I was really a huge Serena fan when the series first started. I rambled a lot too getting hyped for Citron/Clemont episodes because he was probably my favorite character at the time xD

2015-2016 (A growing blog)

This was the era I started to do special long posts in celebration with Pokémon’s 20th anniversary. Around this period is where my blog was in a developing state getting like 2 or 3 followers every week. And trust me, there were A LOT of posts that I regret posting, but I learned to watch my words every week and say the right things (I really try not to trigger anyone here). I took a couple of weeks off when new episodes aired since I was really busy with college, or I wasn’t into XY filler episodes that much. Would usually tune in live when Team Flare was involved or anything with Squishy/Puni-chan (I absolutely ADORED Bonnie/Eureka in this arc), but I didn’t post that much on tumblr...unless if there was like an AmourShipping moment that happened xD. The hype for Gen. VII was already looming, and I kinda got bored from the anime A BIT. When Ash-Greninja came into the picture however, I got excited again! Then the Kalos League happened, and the anticipation of Ash’s journey hit a climax! We all know what happened, and the rest was history...

2016-2017 (GIFmaking era)

So the Sun & Moon anime happened late 2016, and the hype for a new series was within me again! This is when my blog REALLY started to boom, as well as the birth of my Pokémon Discord server PokéTōku. My notes were higher than over compared to what I posted from XY. One possible reason is that a lot of pokeani bloggers from back then weren’t really interested in Sun & Moon (probably because of the animation change), so I was one of few who still stayed for the ride and that really benefited my blog’s exposure. I absolutely loved Lillie’s character development, and I also did not expect myself to enjoy Lana/Suiren’s character so much! Brock & Misty’s was a huge highlight for me as well seeing my childhood come to a modern-day Pokémon series. I was surprised to have popular people reblog my stuff that destroys my notifications per second. I was even flattered when popular pokéblogs such as shelgon, corsolanite, chasekip, and a few others followed me. Back then I really wanted to get a lot of notes, but at this point I just wanted to be myself and post screen-caps that I feel like talking about. The series also motivated me to start making GIFs since I finally had access to Adobe Photoshop through my university’s application benefits. Later in 2017, I graduated from college and it gave me more time to improving my blog. Also, can you believe it took me 3 years to get 1,000 followers? If you asked me from day 1, I would have never expected to get that much since I had no idea about tumblr’s audience.

Everyone here knows that my blog doesn’t really follow “traditional” tumblr methods such as tags or making specific posts and what not (since I’m not really that into the tumblr culture lol...I’m just here for fun doing my own thing), but I hope I’ve brought something different to your dash experience 🙃

2017-2018 (Making friends)

From 1,000 to 2,500+ followers the next year. You’d be surprise how small that still is compared to the other popular Pokéblogs that joined tumblr later than me, but I’m still grateful for that number. My hype for movie 20 was crazy! I’d always make a post about it when a new trailer was out. But just like Sun & Moon, not everyone was looking forward to the AU it produced. The Let’s Go games shared the same fate as well since everyone didn’t want another Kanto, but I always defend the things that deserve a chance! I fairly enjoyed movie 20 though, and was the first movie that I posted screen-caps and GIFs for in this blog, even made an experience post about it watching it in the theaters! What’s MOST important to me during this time was actually interacting with some of my followers...or should I say friends now :) Out of the 5 years I’ve been here (not counting serebiiforum peeps I’ve known since 2013), I only recently talked to some of you around 2017. My interactions with people here have been awesome (for the most part at least lol) from sharing interests, geeking out over the anime, sending memes xD and concerns when P J isn’t feeling P J. You know who you are, and THANK YOU for cheering your boy up in times when I needed it despite not telling you about it <3 Going back to PokéAni hype, my next excitement attack was when they announced the Aether Foundation and Ultra Beasts were getting involved in the main story. It really makes up for no Alola movie...but hey we still got 1 year left, so maybe there’s hope?

Despite the brief breaks I took, P J’s activeness in the fandom has reached its highest when I managed the time to do scheduled posts and even started a few mini-blog series this year. Even during stressful times, I always make it an effort to find time and contribute to the fandom. I honestly don’t care if I get any asks because I know who the real homies are ◉‿◉つ A special shoutout as well to all the people that joined my Discord server through this website. I couldn’t have reached 100+ members without some of your blogs ^_^ And to the lurkers out there (I know some of y’all are creepin’ in the shadows of my blog without liking anything), you may not know it but I love you people too ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ)

Anyway this is just a summary of my journey here so far, and if you’d to hear a more in-depth story on some toxic things I’ve experienced in this fandom just message me. I personally don’t like venting out stuff in public because it just promotes more negativity, and I’m not about that. I will make a separate post on my feelings toward the schedule change maybe next week, and an appreciation post (5th tumblr blogaversary) for my specific followers January 2019. I am still preparing for that because there are so many people (even ones I don’t even talk to) I want to thank ❤ Moving forward into my 6th year, I probably won’t make another post like this anytime soon...but I am very hopeful for the future of the SM series and possible Gen. 8 anime late 2019. I also do plan on making some PokéAni-related stuff in my YouTube channel when the time is right, and have the resources to do projects. Keep your eyes out fam 👀LET’S F’N GO!

#The PokémonJesus reflection #P J's thoughts #PokeAni #Pokemon anime #5 years of being in the PokéAni fandom...what a bumpy ride #TPJ Takeover #END_TAKEOVER...good times and good night! Until next post PEACE ✌️

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princessmcpurpledork711 · 3 years ago

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I posted 3,823 times in 2022

That's 1,866 more posts than 2021!

3 posts created (0%)

3,820 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@haikyuuprettysettersquad

@miiracleboys

@spongebobssquarepants

@alice-in-fandomland

@only1600kids

I tagged 3,048 of my posts in 2022

Only 20% of my posts had no tags

#hq - 877 posts

#kh - 357 posts

#mp100 - 353 posts

#bnha - 267 posts

#kagehina - 180 posts

#sdv - 176 posts

#sp - 141 posts

#soriku - 127 posts

#terumob - 120 posts

#dbz - 114 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#🥺🥺 shoyo would have different names and nicknames for tobio so he can figure out how shoyou is feeling about him at the moment 🥺🥺

My Top Posts in 2022:

I just tried to reblog one post on desktop and it ended up auto rebloging 17 times. For a minute, it seemed like i was insanely obsessed with mooing cows.

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Now... little Alex's gang!

Lol Alex's friends are all 3 but I do have plans for them. I think all of them have the best opportunity to fuck gender norms because they still havent necessarily learned them yet. Alex coming to school in a tutu was just the beginning for them. My kids are Frida and Marley. Frida is Lincoln's little sis and Marley lives with Jerica and her dad. Marleys dad is Jericas dads best friend and they moved in together after Jericas mom died.

Im a little stuck on how to completely talk about how preschool would be besides happy and playful, but maybe I can explain that I think none of this kids would grow up gender conforming. Ive always planned for Alex to be nonbinary. But as a baby he has no idea what that even means. All he knows is to be himself. The thing is having such a loving and supportive family will help Alex realize who he really is and help his friends realize who they are too. They will all also have varying amount of support and their real problem will be society and how it views them. Of course thats the future and who knows how much more understanding the world would be. Frida will be genderfluid and Marley is MtF. And honestly my biggest problem is feeling that im misgendering my own characters even at this age they would have no idea 😰 (Tho when I talk about them older, I usually use their preferred pronoun, again they wouldnt know their preferred pronoun at 3 so it makes more sense to refer to them as they are? Maybe this helps to validate the pretransition phase of life? Idk as an enby myself even im wishy-washy about how to feel about my 'female phase'. Thats person is still me u know? Idk I m rambling at this point. Maybe someday ill be more clear on this issue)

ANYWAY. I feel like we all deserve a update on the Soledads as a whole and I will be drawing more of them I promise! I will post new content soon. This is my New Year resolution XP

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Also...ever thought of a Ben 10/Kingdom Hearts swap?

Hey anon! Its been a while huh? I gotta tell u ive been thinking about answering u for a while but this time was the busiest work has gotten and its been so tough to not just get home and sleep lol. But I also been working on this too.

First off, it makes total sense and its super interesting to think about. Ben and Sora are just two sides of the same main character idiot lol. The Kevin/Riku swap was a no brainer, but I feel a sassy Lil sis Kairi works too well and Ben struggling between two love interests works best. Imagine all the Sora aliens tho. He probably would name them the same because theyre both lame XD. Also Bens keyblade looks so cool and sleek. And Kevin with a car keyblade is TOO perfect XDDD.

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As much as his mother and father have talked about the past, its implications, and the possibilities of the future...Fugaku has never truly understood the worry in the crease of his father’s brow, or the latent fear in his mother’s eyes. The faraway looks in his uncles’ gazes when they think he isn’t looking. The tension that seemed to follow them everywhere.

Not until today.

There’s a growing curve to his mother’s middle as they make their way through the thoroughfare. Come Autumn, she tells them, they’ll have a new little sibling. Something little Fugaku looks forward to with barely-restrained eagerness. Even at this age, he realizes how few they are. How important it is that their family keeps growing.

That it stays safe.

And finally, Mikoto won’t be able to hound on him about how he’s the baby of the family.

His sister keeps a disdainful grip on Ryū’s right hand, clearly unhappy at being dragged about like a kid. Her left occupied with a short list, Fu must instead grip the hem of her shirt, not wanting to get separated. It’s so crowded today, he can barely see where they’re going.

It must be the crowds that embolden them to strike.

In a single moment, time seems to slow to a painful crawl. A gap in the throngs opens before them, and at the head of it - almost like they appeared from thin air - is a figure, masked and cloaked. It takes a fraction of a second for them to crouch, knees bending and beginning to move forward.

Eyes lifting from her list, Ryū stares as they widen. Mid-step, she shifts her feet to a wider stance. The paper flutters as it’s dropped without a thought, hands both pushing her children behind her. In the same breath, she summons a barrier along her palms that blooms between Fugaku and his sister, and the enemy.

All the while, her eyes remain fixated on the approaching assailant, pupils shrinking as a desperate necessity flares her chakra. The rush is so fast, responding to a mother’s instinct, that it whips about her person like an unnatural wind.

Staring in both fear and awe, Fugaku watches as his mother suddenly changes. The warm, soft, nurturing woman who’s never raised her voice, never struck out, who loves her family more than life itself...shifts into a feral beast with only one intention:

Destroy the threat. Protect her offspring.

Her brow furrows to create a deep crevice along the bridge of her nose, lip lifted in a snarl that bares gleaming teeth. Knees bend in preparation for conflict, arms raised and cloaked in ethereal, chakra-born limbs. The enemy swings a kunai, blocked with a gong-like toll against one palm. But the hand keeps reaching, clearly not expected as she pounds them against the road. Clawed fingers tear into the stone, pinning them beneath the phantom limb that’s far more solid than it looks.

It takes no more than handful of seconds from start to finish. And by then, onlooking shinobi begin to react. Shouting breaks out amidst the shocked shrieks of civilians. Ryū heaves several growl-like breaths, staring at her enemy as allies tentatively try to help.

“...k...kāchan...?”

Fugaku’s voice is tiny, a whisper among the sea of screams. But it tenses his mother’s spine like a shock. With a gust of sound, the chakra dissipates, the wild waves of her hair no longer billowing in its wake. For a moment she stands in place before turning, looking to them both with an expression of fathomless fear.

A look he mirrors.

In a moment, her facade shatters into relieved tears, and she scrambles back to them. The barrier fades at her urging, and Ryū crashes to her knees, taking them both to her chest, a face in each crook of her neck. Fingers bury in both black and white locks, shaking and clinging to them for dear life.

“...I’m so sorry...are you all right?” Sitting back, she looks them both over, palms moving to cup their cheeks. And still that fear pervades her face, desperate to ensure not a single hair is out of place. “Oh, my darlings...” Her voice descends into senseless, allayed mumblings, hugging them close again.

Behind them, now properly restrained, the assailant strains against their bonds. “You’ll get yours, Uchiha whore...!” They grunt behind the cracked remains of their mask as a Hyūga officer begins blocking tenketsu. “The Uchiha will get what’s coming to them! You can’t evade the shadows forever! You’ll all pay for what you did! The remnants will join the masses - THE NEW ROOTS WILL CHOKE OUT THE DISEASE-RIDDEN BOUGHS UNTIL THEY SLOUGH BACK TO -!”

They then go blissfully silent as Sasuke enters and jabs an elbow to their temple, Sharingan burning with fury. “Don’t fling that filth at my sister, you gutless piece of shit...! Take them in! I’ll see to their interrogation myself...”

By now, more than half a dozen other UHPF officers linger tensely, Hyūga and Uchiha alike. Shisui stares with equal disgust and wariness, glancing to the trio as Itachi gently kneels at Ryū’s front. Hands take her shoulders, and she flinches, looking up with a gasp. Both twins turn in her grip to look to their father.

“...Itachi...!” The name is whispered breathlessly before words tumble from her mouth. “They came out of nowhere, I barely had time to sense them - I just...reacted! There were civilians, and I put the children behind a barrier, but I almost -”

“Let’s not have this discussion here,” her husband murmurs, tone steady and yet edged with steel. He gives each of his offspring a careful glance. “...you’re safe. We should get you home. I’m going to go with Sasuke and see what we can learn. Shisui will escort you, and anyone else they can find to help watch the house.”

Jaw shaking, Ryū manages a jerking nod. “...find out who did this.”

Itachi stands, and Fugaku sees the mask of a cold shinobi slip over his father’s features. Suddenly, he is more weapon than man. “...we will.”

“C’mere, kiddo,” Shisui offers, scooping Mikoto to his hip. A moment later, Ryū does the same with her son. He can feel her fingers dig into his skin, desperate to keep ahold of him as they begin to move.

“Any spare officers, we’ll rally to the house. No one’s getting anywhere near you three.”

“What about -?”

“She’s in the Hyūga compound - they had a clan meeting his afternoon. Don’t worry.”

“You make it sound like I have any choice.”

“Kāchan...who was that person...?”

“...I don’t know, darling. But they can’t get near you again.” Ryū gives her son a careful squeeze. “...you know I’d never let anything hurt you. Anything.”

Fugaku remembers the look of pure maternal fury on his mother’s face. And he believes her.

But he is still afraid.

[ OKAY SO this is what I mentioned in the tags of the linked post - this is something plotted in ALAS that I never actually got to write (I stopped at about the twins’ first birthday before finally burning out xD This is when they’re newly six-ish (they’re born May 1, Reika is Sep 6th)). Basically, this was New Root’s first major strike directly against any Uchiha. Ryū, as the only non-shinobi of the group (and the two kids) was singled out first as their biggest weakness. Hence sending only one officer.

But she’s tougher than she looks :3c

BUT YEAH, this is where Fu first learns to be afraid of...a lot of things. Of New Root, shinobi, and FOR his family. By the time he’s an adult, he’s over all that, and uh...VEHEMENTLY protective of his clan. It’s basically his “button” - push that, and he’ll go full apesh*t on you.

BUT as a small bean, he’s very meek. This starts it (in addition to Ryū’s coddling), and it worsens as Mikoto’s treatment of his does. I haven’t firmly decided yet, but I kinda want this to be when he wakes the Sharingan (but didn’t write it here cuz I’m still undecided about it). Which then leads to Mikoto’s jealousy that eventually simmers into full-blown hate =‘D

BUT THAT’S WAY DOWN THE LINE.

THIS was just meant as a lil expansion of what I mentioned that reply that...got a lil out of control. But you know me: I ramble. Especially about these babbs/this verse. It was my baby for like five straight years, and honestly I need to pick it back up again. Writing this reallllly makes me want to.

But here ya go: a lil snippet of the “epilogue” arc, aka from a few months after 699 until the twins are about...20? I think is where it was planned to stop? (So about a 20 year chunk with some timeskippage) And at that one year twins mark, I had 300,000 words. Which have sat dormant for...A WHILE.

And I’m seriously rambling but this kicked me in the feels, forgive me uwu So Fu eventually learns what Hashi told Sasuke: a shinobi is one who makes sacrifices to protect what they love. And Fu loves his clan, so...he puts aside his distaste for violence to protect them from the lingering hatred against them (mostly by New Root but also a few randos that don’t think they deserve forgiveness). He’s a lot like his dad in that regard, just...more so in the distaste part. That’s supposed to come from his mama. Aaand I’m still going. I’ll stop now xD ]

#let me tell you a tale [ drabble ]#a light amongst shadows [ canon verse ]#kyuuzuchiha #long post

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I posted 49 times in 2021

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#replaying 707's route for the first time in a long while

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All seven chapters of the Rivaereri canon divergent AU fic are now up on Ao3. The name of the fic is The Path To You, The Path Home.

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Pfft, 707 is going to ask Vanderwood about the other uses for ice cream XD

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Well, my heart races when I see him, so don't you judge me Zen D:

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Ch 24: Epilogue: Two Years In The Future and The Changes They Brought

Eren sighed and nuzzled closer to Levi who held him tighter. “I wonder what it is that I did that was so good, it led to me meeting you,” Eren murmured curiously against Levi’s pajama-clad chest.

“You survived,” Levi replied matter of factly.

At Eren’s questioning hum, he elaborated. “You survived. No matter how rough or painful things got, you kept fighting and fighting and fighting, and ultimately, you survived. And because you did, we had the opportunity to meet. Something that might not have happened otherwise.”

Eren smiled softly. “That’s true, isn’t it?” He huffed a small laugh. “If I had succumbed to starvation or illness and died out there, then we certainly wouldn’t have been able to meet.”

“I’m glad you made it alive,” Levi admitted, placing a soft kiss onto the crown of Eren’s head.

“I’m glad I made it too,” Eren agreed. “Because of that, I got to meet you and learn of one of the feelings of happiness the world had to offer. The happiness of loving and being loved.”

Levi snorted softly. “Cheesy,”

“Shut up,” Eren grumbled, faking a pout before chuckling. “It was cheesy,” He finally agreed, burying his face against Levi’s chest, his body shaking with laughter.

“By the way,” Levi suddenly started. “Erwin and Jean wanted to meet up for a lunch double date tomorrow. I almost forgot to tell you.”

Eren hummed happily. “How are they doing?” He asked. “They just returned from their honeymoon, didn’t they?”

“Yes, they had,” Levi sniffed. “They’re doing very well. Were almost glowing when I ran into them in the market yesterday.”

Two years had passed since Eren and Levi had gotten together, and at some point during the last year, Erwin and Jean and changed their status from boyfriends to a married couple.

Levi and Eren had been at the wedding, and it was amazing.

Hanji had met this man named Zeke that had moved to Trost from Marley a month before the wedding, and they had attended the wedding with Zeke as their date. They’ve been together since and seemed pretty happy.

Levi was Erwin’s best man while Eren was chosen as Jean’s. It was the most beautiful wedding Eren had ever laid his eyes on. There had been beautiful flowers everywhere, and the cake at their wedding was only beaten by Levi’s coronation cake.

Seeing Erwin and Jean’s wedding had Eren wondering if that was how his and Levi’s wedding would be like if they ever chose to take that particular step.

Eren would be lying if he said he didn’t have a few dreams about that over the course of the last year.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Eren said, referring to the double date with Erwin and Jean.

“I’m sure Hanji will be popping out of the woodwork sometime soon and asking us to hang out,” Levi groaned. “Mike too.”

“That would be nice,” Eren admitted. “I feel like it has been a while since I saw them. Especially Mike.”

Levi hummed a curious sound. “I guess that’s true, we’ve been so busy with kingdom related matters, we haven’t really had much time to hang out with everyone. I’m surprised we even got to be at Erwin and Jean’s wedding.”

Eren grimaced at the reminder. “It was a close call, we almost missed it,” He reminded. “If we were forced to leave the meeting any later, we certainly would have.”

“I’m glad we didn’t,” Levi said, resting his head against Eren’s. “They looked so happy as they danced their first dance of the night.”

Eren recalled when the priest had pronounced Erwin and Jean as spouses and told them that they may kiss and they had kissed in front of everyone in the hall. Eren sighed dreamily and held onto Levi tighter. “It was so beautiful.”

“Oooh? What is this,” Levi started, looking at Eren with a raised brow. “Am I sensing the desire to get married from you?” He teased.

Eren blushed. “So what?” He squeaked before clearing his throats. “I won’t deny that marriage might be something I want to do someday.”

“Then let’s do it,” Levi stated simply.

“Do what?” Eren asked, surprised by the sudden statement.

“Get married,” Levi explained. “I’m not opposed to being wedded to and spending the rest of my life with you.”

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Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Levi Ackerman/Eren Yeager Characters: Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Annie Leonhart, Reiner Braun, Connie Springer Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Manga Spoilers Summary:

After the rumbling, Levi finds himself in Paths and he convinces Eren to finally come home. But the road to healing for Eren is long after everything that had happened and everything he had done in the name of freedom.

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echoalias · 4 years ago

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I posted 125 times in 2021

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Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Eivor/Randvi (Assassin's Creed)

Characters: Eivor (Assassin's Creed), Randvi (Assassin's Creed), The Raven Clan

Additional Tags: Female Eivor (Assassin's Creed), Randivorprideweek2021, Fluff

Summary:

Randivor Pride Week, Prompt 1: Pining when you are nearby.

Both Eivor and Randvi have busy schedules maintaining Ravensthorpe and it's people, but manage to find time for themselves.

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Excited to participate in Randivor week :D Sadly did not have time to write something for all the prompts, and haven’t completely refined/edited the ones I have completed. But what the heck! Enjoy! XD

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As much as I love Eivor’s hair, damn is it difficult to draw! XD

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So, Randivor headcannon I'll never have time to write but I need out of my head:

Olympic AU! (Because wasn't that fun to watch?! :D)

Firstly I thought Eivor would compete at Modern Pentathlon, but then I discovered Sport Climbing was a thing.

So yeah, Eivor's an awesome sports climber.

After her parents died she went a bit feral (pickpocketing/theifery/trespass etc, winding up gangs in her spare time) and started honing her parkour - to escape police or said gang people or just for the sheer joy of being in high places.

Naturally, she got pretty good at it! And then she found a club where she could climb things and maybe even win money for it? Sweet!

And of course Randvi would have to be her manager/coach. She used to compete herself but had a fall and got an injury that forced her retirement. Moved more into admin/organisation, found up-and-coming - and cocky and abrasive and temperamental - star Eivor. Decided to take her on despite Eivor's reputation.

They clash a little bit, until Randvi learns how to press Eivor's buttons and somehow it works, and drives Eivor higher and faster than her previous coaches who tried to cool her down, make her less reckless. Randvi hones Eivor's quick-thinking and love of a challenge.

Maybe they occasionally practice against each other - or Eivor challenges Randvi to try climbing again - and Eivor let's Randvi win. But not all all the time.

Maybe one day Randvi is doing a demonstration but she's out of practice and slips, and Eivor's there to catch her.

Maybe Eivor takes a bad tumble off the wall - "I told you to use a rope, Eivor!" - and Randvi is worried - terrified, this is exactly what happened to her - and dashes over, only to find Eivor flat on her back but wearing a shit eating grin because she's just broken a personal best.

And Randvi's just broken the careful boundaries of personal space they've put between each other - coach and athlete, let's not get complicated.

Maybe that's when Randvi realises it's not just admiration, but love.

Insert tension!

Arms! All the tattoos! Very athletic body that Randvi has to spend a lot of time watching and guiding. And then a lot of time thinking about afterwards.

(And the banter, let's not get too objectifing!)

And Eivor just loves having someone to verbally spar and snark with, rather than telling her to wind her neck in. And she thinks Randvi is an actual goddess.

(And maybe Eivor does get too cocky and does hurt herself, and obviously needs help icing a wrist or an ankle, and Randvi is happy to help).

Basically, I want Eivor to kick arse and win gold, and then kiss Randvi on international television for the whole world to see - because catch up, Randvi, Eivor's been pining just as much as you!

Everyone wins! :D

But yeah, I loved sports climbing XD

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“No need, you say?”

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I’ve decided to abuse the photo mode - as I hate drawing backgrounds - and take Eivor and Randvi on a tour of the world together! (Just slowly, as I take forever to draw things XD). First, let’s start close to home...

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taylors-simblr · 7 years ago

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Sims meme

Thank you @eulaliasims and @deedee-sims for tagging me

When did you start playing Sims?

I started playing Sims 1, not long after it came out, so 2000 :O. We didn’t have a computer at home so whenever I visited my aunt I would literally play it all day. She was also a huge gamer and nerd so didn’t mind. I was actually given her pc after she died and I kept playing her sims neighbourhood (as well as her creatures game). Birthdays got a lot easier after that because everyone just got me the new expansion packs.

I remember seeing about the sims 2 on the cover of a magazine and getting so excited for it because the kids actually grew up!!

Have you been playing consistently or do you have breaks inbetween?

I played pretty much daily from 14 to 22. Then I discovered the sims community and stopped playing so much and started posting pictures and chatting with other simmers instead and also downloading everything I could find. I played for so long without an internet connection so I didn’t even have the official patches! I had my first break from playing when my first laptop killed itself (it melted itself!) and I felt like I was going crazy not being able to play. That probably lasted about 2 months XD

But, now I haven’t actually played a family since I was pregnant, nearly 2 years ago. I’ve almost finished cleaning up my downloads folder and my daughter is actually sleeping at night, so fingers crossed!

Do your family & friends know that you play The Sims?

Hahahaha!!! Yes! I bring it up ALL the time. Sometimes I’ll be talking to my sister about one of my sims and someone will be there who’ll ask who I was talking about. Yeah, I’m not really embarrassed about my gaming habits. I even showed my mum my tumblr after she overheard me telling my partner about some new followers. She wasn’t too impressed, but she never really understood the sims. She’s more of a fan of goal driven games, like theme hospital or the campaign modes of the tycoon games. My partner used to come home and ask me how Wendy or Lauren was getting on <3

Do you spend more time in build or live mode? Why?

I think it’s a pretty equal split. Some days I’ll be working on a new community lot and other days I’ll just play. I do find that I get burnt out with building quite quick, so I like to break it up by popping into a household.

Do you play with supernatural creatures (like Vampires, Werewolves etc.)? Why not?

Yes I do, I had lots of supernatural sims in my Odessa Bay hood. A werewolf colony and a witch family, 2 or 3 plantsims, 2 vampires and a zombie. Also lots of aliens. I haven’t really worked on getting supernaturals in this hood, but there are still aliens and plantsims.

Do you have one specific family you play with all the time (like a legacy of some sort) or do you rotate between a couple of households?

I’m all about rotational play. Even when I was first playing the game, I found it was so weird that a sims parents will still be adults while that sim is dying of old age. I always liked the legacies where people actually played the spares, because it made sense to me that the legacy heirs would have aunts and uncles and cousins that they grew up with. My first legacy that I played seriously, I would move in the sims friends and play their households too so that the legacy kids had kids to be friends with in the neighbourhood. I was so excited when I came across the Build a City Challenge rules :D

Do you like to create your own neighborhoods or do you play with the existing families? Tell us about your progress :)

I like to make my own hoods. Generation 3 is being born and growing up at the moment in my game. I have a downtown connection unlocked which means I can send my sims on vacation and downtown, but I haven’t actually started making those sub-hoods yet. I’m also working towards getting a university unlocked. I’m almost there and it will be a college in the main hood, so I don’t have to worry about building up another sub-hood.

Do you create custom content? If so, what keeps you motivated? (If not, would you like to? What stops you from learning it? For players that don’t use mods, why do you stay away from CC?)

I can do a few things. The simpler things, hair recolours, painting recolours, etc. I like to get requests, I guess. I’m always more motivated to actually finish something when someone’s asked me for it. I have a folder full of hair I want to do eventually and a folder of exported shoes that I just need to chop up in milkshape, but...eh...

If there was one piece of CC or (if you play without mods) one piece you wish the developers implemented, what would it be?

I really like the festivals from sims 4 and sims 3. Especially the sims 4 ones. I haven’t played them, but they look interesting. Food eating contests, special food and merchandise, graffiti, etc. I also really like the way you need specific ingredients for recipes in the sims 3.

Oh also I love the way that each instrument has it’s own skill tree, so that someone great at playing the guitar isn’t also amazing at the violin, even though they’ve never touched it before.

What other expansion and/or accessoires pack do you wish the developers would have come out with?

There’s so many things I wish were added to the game. I like the generations expansion for sims 3, the extra things for elders, the school trips, prom, driving lessons for teens, the teens being able to throw house parties while their parents are on holiday, the bachelor/bachelorette parties, etc. It’s all good (shame the sims 3 isn’t great for me). I like the parenting skill (and toddler skills) from sims 4 too, more generational stuff please. I also like ambitions, where the sims are commissioned to redecorate a room, or makeover a sim, that looks like fun. I could stage it in my game, but it’s always nice when something is actually in game.

And I wish they had done more with the witches, I feel like they did ok, but after making magic, it was pretty lacklustre. At least give me my duelling stage back!

Oh and pets! Pet shows, horses, collectable small animals, the fish tanks from sims 1, where you bought 1 fish out of a full tank in the pet shop. Also sims 2 is the only game that didn’t get a chemistry set :(

Lastly, tag 5 of your favorite simblrs!

Tagging @aondaneedles, @hexagonal-bipyramid, @treason-and-plot, @mikexx2 and @mswn

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