#abandoned all my sideblogs... I missed it here so much though.

[meanya]

IM BACK BABES <3

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

🍺 Jamie, we need the full unabridged Calico Jack essay you certainly have.

Ok so here's the thing. I've already made a lot of the meta about him that I need to make so I'll just link some and give you director's commentary. This is in reverse chronological order of when I posted it so my understanding of my evil alcoholic meow meow has grown more complex and nuanced the farther down it goes.

The full throttle Jack apologia I was on before the canyon materialized - I understand why this one has 7 notes and three of them are from me. I really do. However I stand by most of what I said here. I don't stand by my relative minimization of what Jack did do wrong (Being homophobic, being a bad friend to Ed and saying that they're not friends, Being manipulative instead of just warning Ed and letting him make the call about Stede). I think that what's missing from this little essay is that Jack is, as a narrative tool, trying to pull Ed back into his old life that he hates. His fundamental narrative purpose is to show what Ed's life was like back when he was shitty. Now I think from this perspective that Stede is just as culpable for doing that to Mary but it's not Mary's story any more than it's Jack's story so I am reading against text in this meta. However what you have to understand is that in may of 2022 when I published this thing that Jack was universally hated. I personally saw him as a sympathetic and wrong character where as the general consensus back then was that the dalliances he talked about with Ed had to have been non consensual if they were real because why would Ed ever have sex with a guy like that. Which is a take I have a lot of problems with but the main one is that it denies Ed agency to have sex with a guy that rubs you, the viewer the wrong way. So basically, I agree with this post but I would not make it in the current relatively Jack friendly climate of the fandom. Nor would I make it in a post canyon enviornment where the homophobic masc white guy apologia has reached a fever pitch just because I don't want to be associated with that. Also I'm a lot less charitable to Stede than most ofmd fans for personal, non jack related reasons. Also I want to make a note here that I should have made in that meta but will make now that I'm not saying that Stede is terrible and you shouldn't like him, my argument was essentially that seeing Jack as one dimentionally evil is kind of weird when you're willing to completely write off Stede's misogyny era as an oopsy. I like Stede. Most people like Stede. I stood alone in also liking Jack at the time.

Here's a much more reasonable strain of Jack apologia that I've settled on - In the early days I bounced back and forth between "he literally did nothing wrong except kill Karl" and "He's the worst guy ever (affectionate)" but eventually I saw how the wind was blowing on people who said "he's never done anything wrong" about Izzy and I was like, I'll dial it back even though I'm not throwing Ed or Stede (generally unless I'm also defending Mary B in the same breath) under the bus to say it. You'll notice it's pretty much the same thesis except for instead of being phrased as "Stede was out of pocket and Jack did nothing wrong and you're all highschool brained" it's phrased as "I think this is what happened but these two other things could also be the case and I would still like him. This is the clear role he plays in the narrative giving it to someone else annoys me." Also Beardy is what I started having my Jack tulpa call Ed before season 2. I've explained why Here on the @ask-calico-jack sideblog where I'm the mod because I got an ask about it and I decided to address it out of character. Also I'm Not Going Anywhere is a Jack apologia fic I was writing at the time which I have since abandoned. Basically I whumped him into submission.

My Evidence for Jack being willing to risk his life to save Ed - more apologia that I stand by. Once again I want to reiterate that in 2022 everybody hated that guy and most people still hate him which is fair and natural but enough people have come around that I'm now willing to ignore the haters because I have to fight with the people who like him wrong.

this was part of an ask game asking me what I thought about ships and I went off about Ed and Jack

I learned that Calico Jack was named after calico the fabric and I made this because I'm still on my Jack/Ed enemies to rivals who fuck shit - Not sure about Ed's skin here, is he too orange? depends on whether you're on desktop or mobile.

Calico Jack penis discourse - This one is integral to my view of the pissing scene. I love the pissing scene it's one of the only scenes of tv ever.

Jack is cute he would kill me for saying it but it's true 2 3 4

Brief asside that I feel like I have to put in and here's probably best: At some point in late 2022 early 2023 Jack stopped being so villified and people started to think he was kinda fun. After this the CJizzys attacked. I used to passively like the concept of CJizzy because in my head they were the worlds worst guys being terrible together. It was giving Izzy a pirate captain to obsess over the way he obsesses over blackbeard, except the pirate captain actually liked being a pirate captain so it was healthier than what he has going on with Ed, and also it was like if that one straight couple that are together but hate each other because she's a nag and he's a slob were gay pirates who partake in unsafe bdsm. Then a bunch of people started writing and drawing this wildly out of character CJizzy stuff and I got turned off of it completely because they would hollow out my favoriate little villain to turn him into the perfect white masc boyfriend for their little guy because they cant enjoy a show if there aren't masc4mascs in it, and now because of that I hate the ship. I just can't stand people giving Jack emotional intelligence without him being wrapped in a blanket and socialized by force first. It's not that I don't like woobifying him it's that you're woobifying him wrong and above is the way you ought to do it. anyway, onwards.

Anon asks me how I think Jack felt about being rejected by the crew - I stumble upon an interesting potential motive for him faumenting mutiny against Stede and potentially evidence for him telling the truth about having been mutinied three times.

Ed has a type - I added Frenchie in here because I'm a serial shipper and I stand by that decision despite Frenchie being different from Jack and Stede in most ways but I genuinely think that Stede and Jack are a very similar type of guy

Jack is not a frat boy - this one is me being a dick again but also I'm right.

Jack calls Stede slurs, this is funny - note that Stede also calls Jack "calico" as if his first name is Calico and his last name is Jack and that historically Jack was called "calico" Jack because some guy writing a salacious book about pirates wanted to make him seem gay so to me Jack's nickname for Stede is Fairy and Stede's nickname for Jack is Fudgepacker. This to me is both amusing and homoerotic.

Fic rec - What I think Jack and Ed were like as kids, there's a one paragraph meta and then below it a link to a 2k word fic

Jack has a type - Anne and Mary came out and I love them

Jack fucks - This has always been my take but I think there's a lot of people on here who thinks he doesn't fuck well and all of them are wrong, and more importantly, have not had sex with as many bisexual 50 year old alcoholic perverts as I have, so they don't know what they're talking about. Jack would try to sell me meth on grindr.

Jack and Ed are tragic actually - they could have been highschool sweet hearts who got married if Jack wasn't a little bitch

I am shipping so hard right now - my thesis about my pet 5 way

Aro cowboy pirate- Jack and Jim also have stuff in common

Jack has dimentions don't you dare say he doesn't have dimensions - Jack actually is sympathetic Ed told me himself and he also told you and Jack also says a lot about both Ed and Stede and that's the whole reason he's there is to say a lot about Ed and Stede if you will just listen to what his presence says about the guys you like maybe you would understand him like I do. (you general not you specifically)

and finally

my writing advice.

[the-script-demands-it]

Welcome to...

Rad's enormous pile of abandoned MetaWare WIPs/things that ARE finished but I didn't like them/WIPs that I might come back to/other stuff!

Below the "keep reading" button will be a detailing of all of these images! Please be aware that this WILL be an extremely long post, so... Just a warning. There'll be a second post after this that will also contain the rest of the art that I wasn't able to squeeze in here. (Even 30 pics per Tumblr post isn't enough for this...)

Let's start off with the most recently abandoned WIP!

I started drawing this about two weeks after Chris' birthday (her bday is January 4th) and I was really happy with it, but then I had NO idea how to pose Izzy. It's a bummer since I liked how Chris' hair came out, but alas! (Happy belated birthday, Chris!)

Possibility of finishing?: Yeah, maybe. Prob will have to change Izzy's pose if I really want to finish it though.

Oh hey, I posted this a few months ago on my other blog!

Really wish I finished it, but now that I'm looking back on it, there's definitely some improvement to be had here. I don't like whatever's going on with her face. You can tell that I gave up while trying to make the background as well. Poor Hope!

Possibility of finishing?: I'll have to completely redraw this if I plan on finishing it, but I've definitely got a feeling that I'll come back to this someday.

Hmph!

This one's actually pretty finished, I've just never posted it anywhere before because it's such a small little doodle. I like it though! Nari in a Gir tassel hat is always welcome.

Possibility of finishing?: It's already done. Don't plan on editing it!

(This happens on the rude route!)

It's basically just a proof of concept, and a VERY minimal one at that, but I think it's got some merit! Not enough people talk about that Chris Vs Aspen scene, honestly.

Possibility of finishing?: Sometime this year maybe...??? I don't plan on abandoning this forever, I just don't really know when I'll get around to it.

AUTISM BLAST PT. 1

Hey, remember that art I had pinned on my other blog for a while? I was planning on redrawing it, but I only ever managed to complete one part of it until I forgot about it... It's definitely an upgrade from the original version, though I can do better than this nowadays.

Possibility of finishing?: I'm DEFINITELY going to redraw this someday. I need a new pinned post, damn it!

Thx ^]

Okay, here's some context for these two. I got an anonymous ask on my other account saying that they liked my MetaWare PFP and I thought that it would be a great idea if I responded to it with some art and also turn that same post into an announcement for my MetaWare sideblog (this one!), but that of course did not actually happen.

Possibility of finishing?: NO.

Nari looks so... "off" in this picture.

I like how I drew Hope, but ergh... that is NOT Nari. I don't know how I managed to make her look like a completely different character in this one, but I do NOT like it.

Possibility of finishing?: Nah, I think I'm done with this pic.

Woah, scary!

I actually touched this one up a bit before sending it here. It used to look MUCH more incomplete, but it's basically done now besides from the hair being missing 'n all.

Possibility of finishing?: I might draw more MetaWare stuff with drastic lighting in the future, but I don't plan on revisiting this specifically.

Le miaow miaows.

I worked on Hope before sending this because she looked kinda off, but I think she looks OK now. You can see that this isn't really what my usual art style looks like. I was trying to mix together the original MetaWare sprite art style and the style SparkBag used in the polaroid anniversary art he made, and I think I did just fine.

Possibility of finishing?: It's basically already done! Coloring it would probably make it cooler, but I don't think I'll ever do that.

This won't be the last time I try to use eyes symbolically.

I still REALLY want to revisit this again. It's great! It's magnificent! I just did NOT have the ability to execute it properly back when I made it a ton of months ago, so I just didn't do it. Still don't know if I do now, but it's worth a shot. (This was basically just another proof of concept, by the way.)

Possibility of finishing?: Absolutely! I'll try to get to this sometime soon this year.

GRILLING START ! ! !

Yep, this was based off of Papyrus' "Dating Start!" minigame! Just another proof of concept or... Okay I don't know what else to call these. Like, they're definitely NOT finished nor are they actual fleshed out sketches, what else am I supposed to call them???? I think it's cool though.

Possibility of finishing?: Don't think I'll be ditching this idea anytime soon. Seems kinda simple to draw too, I'll get to it sometime.

Lookin' pretty cute!!

Context for this one: It was gonna be a 3 part comic or something with Hope drawing Nari's bear fursona. Never actually made the comic though, but I DID make her fursona!!! It's the one right below this one, actually.

Possibility of finishing?: Nope.

BEAR NARI BARI LET'S GO

Personally, I think this is adorable. When drawing people's fursonas I always kinda make them more animal than anthropomorphic, but I think it leads to pretty cute art!

Possibility of finishing?: It's already done!

I was just testing out a brush with this one, I think.

It's a cute little doodle, don't have much to say about it though! I WILL say that the bear plushie was a bit inspired by my own plush I have at home, though this one is much smaller than mine.

Possibility of finishing?: Nah, it's just a little doodle.

Ingo Nari... Ingri... Angry!?!

iiii really think I made the hat too big. Like... WAY too big. Don't really like how her face came out, but the body itself is pretty OK. I based it too much on Ingo's original pose though, kinda looks like I just put Nari's head on his head LMAO

Possibility of finishing?: This is basically already finished, though I might draw Nari cosplaying as Ingo again. Why not?

(Bonus Ingri!)

Nari in a hoodie!

Don't exactly remember what this was for. Either it was for an AU of mine or someone else's AU. Her front hair's kinda too far down though, I had a bit of a habit making her face REALLY small compared to her hair in my old art.

Possibility of finishing?: Nay!

Wow, Nari with an eye AND eyebrows! Who woulda thunk it.

Her hair is much puffier than previous versions in this one. Why? Dunno. She looks pretty cool AND cute in this though!

Possibility of finishing?: It's already complete.

My polar bear plush makes a cameo in this one! Say hi!

I had to edit this one a SHIT ton before sending this final picture. I wish I had a pin that said "I HATE DRAWING METAWARE STYLE NOSES" because I loathe them. There were other reasons why I didn't like the original version, but I was annoyed with the nose the most. Really happy how this came out though!

Possibility of finishing?: I just finished it right now. (I'll probably be posting this on its own sometime soon)

Some original characters...!? Unthinkable!

This features Lumi (Metolefrul-indus' fan character) and an old version of Rowan (my fan character)! I changed Rowan's design and personality soon after this, so I don't think this interaction with Lumi and Rowan will actually ever happen... Sorry Lumi! 'Twas just a little doodle.

Possibility of finishing?: NEVER.

Last but not least (for this post, anyway), is this Chris and Izzy sketch!

Some pals requested this during a stream and this was all I managed to make of it... I'm so sorry!!!!!!! They were good prompts!!! I'll finish it one day I swear!!!!

Possibility of finishing?: Soon!

PHEW WE'RE DONE FOR THIS POST. We have 20 more to go in the next one! Might post it next week because this is tiring holy hell. Glad to show these WIPs off to the world though!

P.S. I'm going to skip a few images seen in the huge pic at the beginning! Some were already completed and I'll just post those on their own orrrr I just don't want to review 'em.

[i-am-never-anywhere]

hi again

back in my early days of tumblr i had several different sideblogs of various abandoned attempts to write a short blog post every day for a year. i am Not going to attempt that again here. but i do kind of miss having a little public journal of written vignettes about my day even if nobody is reading it. so i'm bringing the format back for my own joy. please regard or disregard as you see fit.

january 3, 2023

i have a hard time asking for help or for the things i need because of who i am as a person (yes, i'm in therapy).

the last couple months have been particularly rough on me. there's been a lot of stress and a lot of grief and in the moments where i am able to finally slow down and breathe it tends to all hit at once.

today was one of those days.

i barely slept last night. i cried three times before my first meeting of the morning. i knew i had no choice but to push through even though my tank was on empty. wasn't really sure how to do that though.

so i texted my friend. i said hey i'm doing really bad can i come over and work at your house and just exist in your space because i think i need to not be alone right now—i wanted to take it back as soon as i hit send. i felt like i was asking too much. (i was not, it turns out.)

as someone prone to black-and-white thinking, one of the questions that has come up a lot for me during moments of introspection throughout my twenties is whether or not i'm a selfish person. and i know it's because of times like this. where asking for something small but important feels like a radical act. for the sake of self-compassion, i'd like to try to reframe these moments in my mind as acts of love.

anyway friends are wonderful and sometimes petting a dog is therapy, too.

~

song of the day: Rubble To Rubble - Wilderado

[teashoptiramisu]

Todosibs (and other BNHA) rec list

I started another BNHA fic reclist and it got long so I'm putting it here as I tend to.... on my ATLA sideblog. Don't worry about the logic of this too much, haha. Anyways, a lot of these are pretty well known, but maybe some are new to you! I'm also giving pitches for why I like them geared towards specific requests, and I'll list the original request at the bottom of the post so if you guys have further recs that meet these requirements let me know!

Not all who wander are lost -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/17950646 -- 27k words, complete -- Has probably been rec’d here before, and I was re-reading it today as a treat, I still love it a lot! All four Todoroki siblings run away together after Rei burns Shouto. I love the characterization, and how the author draws on their own experience as a foreigner working in Japan, and how they did their research on missing child cases and child homelessness in Japan (it doesn't go hugely in depth but I appreciate the authors' notes discussing this, even if it's, well, incredibly tragic. There’s more light hearted cultural notes as well!)

make this feel like home -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/21852745 -- 27k words, complete -- we already rec'd this to you but adding it here for completion. A character-focused Todosibs fic with EXCELLENT portrayal of sibling relationships. I re-read this one A LOT.

Dragon Head, Snake Tail -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/17195510 -- 61k words, incomplete -- Another Todosib favorite that deals with canon and also an AU in which Rei got a divorce and everyone mostly grew up away from Endeavor. I love how the sibling relationships are depicted, but I also love how the author is a huge kanji nerd who fully lean's into Horikoshi's love for punny names and the long authors notes explaining how they came up with every new name in the fic. It's occasionally bittersweet but mostly a fun & humorous fic.

Twin Swap -- https://archiveofourown.org/series/1867879 -- 55k words, on hiatus with 2 complete arcs -- do you want Todosibs AND great villain characterization? (well mostly Fuyumi & Touya, but Natsuo is there for a bit too). Anyways the fic is mostly pretty lighthearted in tone, but it's also not afraid to hit hard in the characterization department, and I really love how this author wrote all of the League members. I re-read this one a lot.

No Such Thing As a Hopeless Case -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/16806328 -- 14k words, hiatus (and right on a cliffhanger too!) -- All Might accidentally kinda adopts the league of villains? Again, great LOV characterization, and I think you'll like how it explores the societal factors and personal tragedies that lead them to and keep them at the margins of society. also, some really terrible puns, which are my favorite thing

could i but teach the hundreth part -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/12558048 -- 5k words, complete -- a post-canon outsider-POV fic of Class 1-A visiting and taking care of a retried All Might. It’s just short and sweet.

Missing Everything -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/30128547 -- 52k words, in progress -- AU where Izuku doesn't learn of All Might's secret during the slime attack, but manages to befriend him through his civilian identity. Recommending this for the really interesting (to me at least) characterization of All Might and examination of his flaws and the toll of his career, and recently it's gotten into some interesting exploration of the details of the Hero System with the beach clean up.

Q.A.B. -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/27665101 -- 18k words, complete (w/ a sequel just starting out!) -- a really excellent social media fic in which Izuku stays quirkless and doesn't go to UA but does gain a following online for his quirk analysis and hero blogging. Also features great characterization of Todoroki, Kaminari, and some of the Vigilantes crew.

Yesterday Upon the Stair -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/8337607 -- 460k words, complete. You're probably aware of this fic since it's the highest hit count in the fandom, but I really think it fits your requirement and writing and character work! I know some other people who think the writing and character work are mediocre though, which I'm baffled by... but YMMV? The beginning is weaker and my absolute FAVORITE part is the Nighteye arc, which is the last 20% of the fic, but I would say it really starts to hit its stride by chapter 9~10? If you aren't enjoying it by then it's probably fair to expect it won't catch your interest later.

I can't believe no one has written any "self insert as Bakugo" fanfics... - https://archiveofourown.org/works/17662220 -- 70k words, infrequent updates -- I like this one for taking a weird as hell premise and REALLY rolling with it. It's somehow pretty similar to a lot of more positive takes on Bakugo's relationship with the Midoriyas while also being very much it's own thing. The author is NOT "far out of high school" though -- it's hilariously clear from the SI's reactions to certain quirks that the writer started this while taking lower division universtiy physics (and personally I love that). Also appreciate SI!Bakugo's war with Nedzu to get proper counseling and mental health support for class 1-a after all the shit they've been through.

It's Over, Isn't It (it's only yet begun) -- https://archiveofourown.org/series/1269638 -- 66k words, abandoned series with several complete stories -- AU where All Might dies rescuing Tenko from AfO but other than that it's a heartwarming fix-it! Same author as YUTS, very positive portrayal of Nighteye, excellent character writing for many other characters.

Subject: A Comprehensive Report -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/16037609 -- 83k words, infrequent updates -- another very popular fandom staple, but hey it's really good! A social media fic with quirkless Izuku interning with Nighteye as an analyst. Has some very interesting exploration of the legalities of Hero Society and how the status quo developed.

For Fools and Utopias -- https://archiveofourown.org/works/22547254 -- 89k words, updates regularly -- okay grace is the one who rec’d this fic to ME but to anyone stumbling across this reclist on tumblr, THIS FIC IS A MUST READ. Absolutely the BEST, more thought out and gutting portrayal of the flaws of the hero system, and how the different characters struggle with it. This fic GOT to me, hard, I’m still thinking about it a lot. Takes place roughly a decade post-canon, in an AU where Izuku never met All Might or went to UA, and nothing got fixed (yet! they’re trying!!). Features absoulely STELLAR characterization of Midoriya, Shinsou, Todoroki, his sibblings, Ragdoll, and more!!

Here’s the original request:

any of the following in any combination: - really good writing - sophisticated character work - engagements with the ethics of the hero system - some kind of actually nuanced take on the Todoroki family - anything obviously written by people who are long out of high school (sorry for being old) - adults todobaku - good looks at the villains because guess what I continue to be weak for villain stories - basically anything that's Really Good - I like grey areas 

(to clarify, I, teashoptiramisu, am not the originator of this request but I’m also interesting in reading more fic exploring these ideas, so if you have any more fic that you think meet it feel free to drop the link(s) in a reblog or send me an ask!)

[poptartcat]

Welcome everyone!

This post will include things you need to know about this blog!

But first, let me introduce myself!

Hi! Both to people old and new! For the new people, I’m Poptart Cat, but most just stick to Poptart! I’m Aromantic! She/her.

Any questions not answered here, feel free to ask in my ask box. Don’t forget my anon is always on! (If it’s something here that you missed, I’ll just redirect you here!) and any asks I think should be in here will be linked here at the top under the ‘Keep Reading’ (If I get any, that is)

Sideblogs

So, before I go on, I have about 3 sideblogs you should know about. I’ll start depending on activity/how active it currently is!

@poptart-the-show-lover is my account where I talk about shows/books/media that wouldn’t fit here, such as On My Block and Cruel Summer. It’s more ‘mature’ than this account which’ll stay kid/family friendly.

@2-quartz-in-1 is a semi-ask blog AU, that was originally a comic, but now just mostly abandoned. I’m planning on getting back to that by writing. It’s the pinned post.

@2-quartz-in-1-archive is just where I put in the comics

AUs

I’ve got 1 AU and the name is Abandoned Triplet AU (which is just a placeholder name) The post explaining it is here and the tag is here. I love answering questions about it (or really anything) so ask away in the ask box if you want!

Tags

These tags don’t include basic ones you should already know about such as tags for shows (Such as #Ducktales 2017, #MLB, #Steven Universe, etc.) or ones that go straight to the point. (#Reblog, #Fish, #Humor, etc.) These are just ones I specifically wanted to tell you about

#Abandoned Triplet AU is the special tag for the AU. It’s currently a placeholder until I find a better name.

#Poptart’s Opinions isn’t used much- maybe once or twice, but I’m planning on using it more. It covers my opinions on things that I originally post, or agree with very much and express it. If it’s not expressed by me, it’s most likely not in the tag

#please excuse my language is a tag showing that I’m swearing. Me. I won’t use the tag if it’s not specifically me swearing, but I’ll try to add #swearing if there’s any at all.

#their art is a tag showing it’s some else’s art. I used it a few times because it said my art and my brain went ‘hey, let’s make a new tag that says their art!’ And this the tag was born!

#long post explains itself. It’s just really long posts that should have a ‘Keep Reading’ if you could do that. Half the time I’m not even the one who even inserted the tag, I just copy it.

#Fanfic writer problems is stuff that has to do with being a fanfic writer. Reblogs of things calling me out, me talking about things I struggle with in writing, keyboard smashes, etc. (mostly reblogs though)

#i’m a mood is mostly me ranting about things and being dramatic.

#Poptart’s General Stuff is a tag I’ve been using to show it’s my original content

Fanfiction

Key

Semi-Abandoned means it’s not fully given up on, but it’s not a priority or something i’m really focused on. It’s close to abandonment but not quite to the point where abandonment is the next step.

3/4 Abandoned means the fic is on the fence of being abandoned, but not quite there yet.

Abandoned basically means what the word says. It’s fully, 100% abandoned

The ones abandoned will be shown as complete

Series

Poptart’s separated one-shots

Description: One-shots I made just because

Fandom(s): Steven Universe, Ducktales 2017, Miraculous Ladybug

Waiting At The Doorstep

Description: Everyone was affected everyone deeply after Della left in the Spear Of Selene. These are a few one-shots of our favorite ducks’ thoughts about it.

Fandom(s): Ducktales 2017

Miraculous Group Chats!

Description: A series where people are in group Chats with Ladybug and Chat Noir. (Oh, and they totally know everyone and are in the chat as their civilian selves)

Fandom(s): Miraculous Ladybug

Fanfiction Fandoms in order, top to bottom: Ducktales 2017, Miraculous Ladybug, Steven Universe

Part 2 to Fanfiction: X (none yet)

Ducktales 2017

Old Friend (But Not Really)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 2,195

Summary: Every month, on the exact same day and time, Donald got an envelope with cash dropped on his doorstep. The person claimed to be an old friend, but Donald knew it was Scrooge, but he didn’t want to talk to him, so he let him, and just never spent the money. (Except when he really needed to)

Years later when the triplets are 9, he finds out who really delivered the money and it’s not who he expected

Notes: If you’re a fan of twists, I suggest you read this!

Patience

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 831

Summary: And so he waited...

And he waited...

And he waited...

But she never came back

—————

Me just writing about Louie thinking about Della at 3 AM. (And being bitter about her)

Miraculous Ladybug

“I guess we really are soulmates...”

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 819

Summary: On everyone’s left arms they had the first words ever told to them by their soulmates

Half of the people in the world had their partner’s last words appear on their right arms shortly after the first words were said. The other half that never got those consisted of the partners that would die. Only the person possessing the last words could see them until the final week. Most believed that they just hadn’t met their soulmates yet until it was too late.

Evil Civilians and Hero Exposers

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 4/4

Word Count: 4,195

Summary: Alya decides to add in Chat Noir and Ladybug in a chat with her class. This leads to the class thinking something is off with Lila. They investigate and find the truth behind Lila

Miraculous Tales of a Group Chat!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 2,641

Summary: Chat Noir and Ladybug get new phones to contact each other when needed. Chat abuses this and creates a group chat with them, their civilian selves, Alya and Nino. Things happen.

(Post season 3, pre season 4)

Steven Universe

The Past

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word count: 1,000

Summary: You sat on the lighthouse, reminiscing before it all happened. Before you knew about the diamonds, before all the secrets, even before your shield. Before everything.

Or

1000 words of Steven aka you, thinking about the past.

Takes place post CYM, pre SUTM

Wounds heal, scars stay

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death

Chapters: 1/1

Word count: 1,723

Summary: My scars tell a story, they are a reminder of times when life tried to break me, and failed. They are markings of where the structure of my character was wielded

-Steve Maraboli

Steven’s human half causes him to take the injury to himself.

Notes: THIS! I regret making this one! I cringe every time! I cringe as I remember it! I cringe when I read even a word! I cringe when I read the tags! Heck, when I was first writing it, I cringed. I posted it before I could change my mind and I don’t want to delete it, but I also don’t want to orphan it. Also, it’s not graphic, it just has more blood than I’m used to writing in it, but the blood isn’t very described in detail if I remember correctly

Not What It Seems (Semi-abandoned)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Chapters: 9/?

Word Count: 12,316

Summary: Steven Quartz Universe had a normal life. Normal friends, normal family, normal Gem piercing on his navel that his dad gave him when he was younger because of his dead mom. Oh wait, that’s not normal. All Steven has really wanted was an exciting life. Now, his life is flipped upside down after he discovers where his gem truly came from, and he wants nothing more than to go back to his normal life.

Notes: The link on the notes leads to the basic starting idea which I’ll link here (Look at idea 18) and it’s pretty old and I don’t update it. I also won’t include this in this because it’s not an actual fic, just a bunch of ideas.

Rejuvenated thoughts (Semi-abandoned)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 2/10

Word count: 1,658

Summary: A prompt from tumblr. Instead of hugging Steven in I am my monster, they use the rejuvenator.

Notes: So... I’m probably gonna rewrite the first 2 chapters and the 3rd chapter, which is currently collecting dust in Google Docs.

Shattering Revelations

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 823

Summary: A prompt from the Steven-Universe-AU-prompt account where Steven uses the hour glass to meet Rose and even find out her true identity.

Notes: I’m actually in the middle of rewriting this.

Steven Universe one-shots (Abandoned)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Chapters: 4/4

Word Count: 1,354

Summary: Chapter 1 takes place before Garnet’s wedding, after ASPR.

Chapter 2 is canon divergent to Sworn to the sword

Chapter 3 is a Halloween chapter.

Chapter 4 is major character death and canon divergent to The Return

Notes: It isn’t complete in AO3, but I’m working on fixing that. I’m calling it complete because I’m not adding anything to it. There’s no gore or anything too bad here.

Rejuvenator accident

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Major Character Death

Chapters: 1/1

Word count: 146

Summary: Short story shorter: Spinel kills Steven

No blood or gore, don’t worry

Notes: I love the beginning of the summary, I forgot I made it since I don’t really like this because of how short it is and how it’s written. I should do that more. I’m considering rewriting, but I’m not sure if I should.

Half of me

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 3,534

Summary: Cym but with Twoie. I wanna spoil some but I can't bring myself to.

Notes: AHHHHHHHH! I REMEMBER WRITING THIS AND I’M MAD AT MYSELF BECAUSE I USED PAST AND PRESENT TENSE ALL THE TIME!! I SWITCHED UP HERE ALL THE TIME BC I ACTUALLY WAS COPY + PASTING THE MAJORITY OF IT AND I HADN’T REALIZED I WAS USING DIFFERENT TENSES AND HADN’T STUCK TO PAST TENSE YET!! (Oh, and if you read The Past, I write 2nd person POV in present tense and 3rd in past)

The Diamond Twins (Abandoned)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Chapters: 12/12

Word Count: 8,184

Summary: 16 year old Steven Universe was enjoying the peace that came with saving the galaxy, that is until a giant lady claiming to be a diamond called 'Black diamond' showed up. What will Steven learn about gems now?

Takes place of the Movie.

ATTENTION PEOPLE! THIS IS DISCONTINUED! PLEASE IGNORE THIS FIC BC IT SUCKS!

Notes: Okay, I have lots to say, so let’s start with my OCs.

I disowned them the second I gave up on this. Luna Flash is a fucking Mary Sue, and Black Diamond is also kinda a Mary Sue (or whatever??) Both of their plans almost never had flaws, Luna was friends with everybody and had the most OP powers, Black had a rivalry with Luna and Luna was this runaway who left to be herself. I never finished it, but her friend was shattered and brought back with her other friends, blah, blah, blah. ‘Oh wow! I didn’t expect her friend to be the one who started it! I thought it was Luna because she’s a Mary Sue!’ Black also had the better empire and gems compared to the canon diamonds

Spinel is super OOC (I really hated her at the time) and I wrote in first person. First Person. The horror.

It’s not listed as complete, but I’m working on changing that

Message for Steven

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 276

Summary: Steven learns his mom is Pink, but not from someone, something

Bubble buddies gone wrong (3/4 abandoned)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 2/?

Word Count: 590

Summary: Instead of Connie having her initial reaction at the end of bubble buddies she reacts completely different. How will this affect the rest of the show?

https://poptartcat.tumblr.com/post/630622521243402240/for-my-au-bubble-buddies-gone-wrong

It's basically a cover :P

Notes: If you want the link to the art instantly, it’s here. I traced most of it, I’ll probably make it digital eventually, but overall, this fic was going to be so depressing and it’s pretty much abandoned, so yeah.

Spinel’s Ending

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 358

Summary: This is how Spinel didn't see the message. Goes with my AO3 called The Diamond Twins

You do NOT, I repeat NOT have to read The Diamond twins to understand!

Notes: Before anyone asks, yes, this was made after the fic was posted, I’m doing it on the order it shows on AO3. Super short and tbh, I like this idea I had, but it definitely could’ve been better. I remember having this idea swimming in my head a lot. The idea of ‘What if she missed it?’

Chain reaction

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 292

Summary: It's weird how one thought can turn into another

Notes: So... I still think this could’ve worked if I could actually write back then XD

Happily ever after never ends

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 2/2

Word Count: 1,114

Summary: What if Spinel took a different approach when she found out Pink Diamond was gone?

Injectors and free falls (Abandoned)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Chapters: 5/5

Word Count: 2,199

Summary: All I could think was 'It can't end like this!' as she released a finger, then another, then one more "Any last words Steven Universe!”

OR

A timeline where Spinel dropped Steven off the injector

Discontined/closed/stopped updating until I know where to take the plot.(If I ever figure that out) I also lost motivation.

Notes: I CANT! I FUCKING CAN’T- THIS IS HORRIBLE!

Before anyone says I’m overreacting, I’m gonna copy and paste the first few fricken paragraphs (I put it in italics):

-----On injector-----

-----Steven's Pov-----

Now that I know you I want to kill you even more!" Spinel said. All I could think was 'It can't end like this!' as she released a finger, then another, then one more "Any last words Steven Universe!"

I knew what I was going to say almost instantly "Tell Beach City i'm sorry"

"Why do you care so much!? They're just humans!" A fist came hurdling towards my face and that's the last thing I remember.

GUYS THIS IS SO HORRIBLE! I’M GONNA SCREAM- THERE IS NO WAY I WROTE THIS- Okay, it might not seem too bad but look at the next few:

-----Spinel's Pov-----

"Now that I know you I want to kill you even more! Any last words Steven Universe!"

"Tell Beach City i'm sorry"

"Why do you care so much!? They're just humans!" I was so angry I just punched him, It wasn't my plan, but it was good enough. "Looks like I win after all." I muttered. He was still falling to the ground, what was taking so long? Wait! What's that? A pink animal with something on top, no someone, it picked up Steven midair! No! This wasn't meant to happen! I feel something, oh no, I'll look in 3,2,1 A spear! Oh n- with a loud 'poof!’ her gem falls and gets bubbled.

SCREW ME! SCREW THIS! SCREW EVERYTHING! I really hated her back then and I wanted a fic where she wasn’t remorseful (Don’t worry, I don’t hate her anymore) and oh my gosh I wrote from 1st person to 3rd without a good transition. It’s just there. Kill me now.

And we can’t forget this is literally about half the chapter! I’m sobbing and cringing so hard you don’t even understand

Compared (Original) (Rewrite)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 702 (original) 1,621 (Rewrite)

Summary: Steven was always compared to his mom

Notes: I find this very underrated. This one I’m very proud of actually and I think it needs more love. (Both the rewrite and original, but the original is one of, if not, the best work I wrote at the time)

Happy Birthday Steven!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 1,124

Summary: I decided to write a fic Bc it's August 15, Steven's Birthday! Might as well make it his 15th birthday too

Notes: Ugh, I’m planning on rewriting this one so keep an eye out for that. I wrote this within a few hours and posted shortly after midnight. I was so proud of myself then y’all. I’ve massively improved.

[hollyand-writes]

Just wanted to say that I saw your post about Blond Boy Romance discourse and wanted to thank you for such a succinct write-up about Anders. I got into the fandom in late 2019 and i was SO confused about this huge gap in art and fic. Like, dead links and missing blogs and deleted posts. And I couldn’t figure out what happened because no one was talking about it, and I’m very shy after a mess in my last fandom. So...yeah. Thank you for writing that up, it’s nice to finally know what happened even though it’s really depressing. Also, thanks for staying in this fandom. You’re a wonderful example to others and an amazing creator.

Hello wanderingnork, and a very belated welcome to the fandom! 🙌🏾 Well. Welcome to what’s left of the fandom anyway LOL ❤️ 

Thanks so much for reaching out and sending me this really kind ask message (the post being referred to is my addition/reblog here) but yeah, I guess for those who weren’t in Dragon Age 2 fandom or the Anders side of fandom between December 2017—July 2018 you wouldn’t have seen how horrifying the bullying got. I’ve seen at least 3 people who aren’t friends with me reblog my post saying that what I described was why they themselves quit DA fandom or the Anders side of fandom too. 

And those are the Anders fans who DIDN’T delete their Tumblr blogs. Obviously the ones who DID delete and/or quit aren’t here to confirm that they, too, quit over that Anders wank in 2018. 

The worst of it was that the wank was started entirely by a group of Anders fans who – to my knowledge – still see themselves as the real victims to this day, even though they only stopped their callout posts and bullying (both in public and behind the scenes in private) when they learned that the Anders fanartist they were bullying was considering taking legal action. (You KNOW things are bad when fandom wank gets so bad that it becomes actual harassment that breaks the law.) And like I said, they posted some pretty shitty things about those of us who were friends with this artist too, causing many of us to block them. 

They backtracked like fuck in July 2018, but after seven months (maybe more?) of constantly bullying this one popular Anders fanartist (who’d repeatedly apologised, deleted the NSFW sideblog AND the offending art, and posted how the whole thing had driven that artist to a breakdown and suicidal thoughts), maybe it should never have got that far?

I don’t know how active they are in DA fandom now – but I DO know one of them notoriously posted that us blocking them was “bullying”, and that “bullying is child abuse” for “children” like themselves... despite the fact that they admitted they were 23 and therefore were very much not a fucking minor or child. (They had a lot to say about how WE should have been responsible for their “online safety” as well, and that Anders was their “comfort character” whom they only wanted to see sweet fluff content for, and they regularly triggered themselves by searching out Anders content that was less than fluffy or sweet to complain about on their blog. Not to mention how many of us queer POC Anders creators in our 20s and 30s – including the Anders artist they bullied – were accused of being “white” and “boomer-passing” for defending Anders content they didn’t like LMAO)

I’m so sorry to hear about the huge gap in art and fic you experienced on coming in to Tumblr Dragon Age fandom, but given how many creators took one look at the bullying and thought “fuck this, I’m leaving” and either deleted their blogs or Anders posts/fic/art/meta or simply left for kink-friendlier fandoms, I am honestly not surprised to hear this. I am also sorry to hear that there was a mess in your last fandom too; and I hope that this fandom is better to you. 

Dragon Age fandom is a difficult fandom to be in, but trust me when I say there are lots of good people in it. They’re just harder to find, and often they’re not as prominent or in-your-face as the nastier types. But I know they’re there because I’ve found them, and I treasure them, and I’ve been here since 2014. 

I think really all we can do is block the haters as much as possible, and carry on creating whatever the fuck we like – and tagging appropriately. I learned my lesson from that wank in 2018: if someone(s) is really determined to destroy you and just wants you gone, there is no apology or deletion you can give that will be good enough. Besides, there are so many problematic themes and content in Dragon Age canon that I don’t think it’s reasonable to ask creators to completely shy away from exploring those if they want to, or from making OCs that mirror a canon character’s traumatic background, or from writing/drawing canon characters as anything less than healthy and wholesome and pure (which NONE of them are in canon, anyway) – especially if it’s tagged and warned for. 

I mean... we all paid Bioware to purchase and play this 18+ game with its uncomfortable, difficult and sometimes problematic themes and content. I feel that if the Dragon Age franchise was so terrible and traumatic and problematic for someone when playing, then I do question why they joined the fandom afterwards. And I don’t think the onus should fall solely on fandom creators – who are doing this for free, unpaid, in our spare times – to create perfect, unproblematic, wholesome content that just wasn’t in the games themselves. Different people have different definitions of what is “perfect”, “unproblematic” or “wholesome” anyway. 

(On that last point: look at how the people behind The Mess callout tried to accuse people of being racist for romancing Cullen with pale-skinned Lavellans; back in 2016/2017 you got accused of being racist for romancing Cullen with darker-skinned Lavellans. How times have changed 🤔  There’s a LOT of content in this fandom that I don’t like, or that squicks/repulses me, but as long as it’s tagged in a way that I can avoid it, I’m not gonna police what people create. And if there’s one thing I’ve noticed the Dragon Age fandom IS very good about doing, it’s that most people are careful about handling problematic topics and content in a sensitive way. So that’s not a thing I worry about.) 

Anyway. I’m rambling. But yeah, that recap of 2018 (which several people have confirmed is true now) sums up why there is such a huge gap in Anders fanart and fic, and is why very few people create Anders content anymore – I know I myself abandoned a Garrett Hawke/Anders longfic in 2018 because I didn’t want to create for Handers fans if the only ones around were bullies who believed they were victims. But it’s been well over 2 years now, so.... I might get back to writing that fic. The Gym AU is still very much alive in my brain 👀 

So! That’s what happened... but despite everything I want to emphasise that there IS much good in this fandom, even if it’s harder to find among all the shit there is 💩 and that I hope your stay here is a good one. Thank you so much for saying you think I’m a wonderful example to others and an amazing creator, though! ❤️ I don’t know how many people will agree, but I do try! 

But yeah, if there’s one thing I’ve learned from being here since 2014 – and from surviving several attempts to run me out of fandom (including for having an elf/human OTP) and off this platform – it’s this: The people change, and the characters and subjects being wanked over change, but fandom wank itself never ever changes. 

[tothedarkdarkseas]

The way Vampire AU has taken off has really warmed my heart! So many great thoughts all round. I sent you some elaborations on my own personal headcanons for it as a submission, just for the fun of it. Enjoy!

Hi! I got your submission last night and read over it-- it's very elaborate, you've clearly put a lot of thought into fleshing this AU out and it sounds like a ton of fun. I know you mentioned at the end that you had no intentions of writing it because you're busy with other fandom projects, but I'm sure there are many who'd be interested in reading your ideas if you ever decided to make a sideblog for it. I'll post your submission for others to read below a cut here so that the post won't be too long on the dashboard, and I'll reply to some of the specifics underneath!

Yes! I have so many more thoughts on a vampire AU, I figured it would be easier to put them in a submission. Hope you don't mind.

The concept is just so fascinating to me, because so much of it lines up perfectly with the character dynamics we're given in the canon, and what doesn't has the potential to expand on and explore those dynamics in a really interesting way.

I agree 100 percent about the tone it would have to be written in. An actual brooding, dark prince Murdoc type of thing wouldn't work for me. (Murdoc would try to play up that persona, but in reality, he'd be far from it.) In my mind, the tone would be half What We Do In The Shadows and half Being Human UK. Four misfits living in a mouldering mansion somewhere, getting on each other's tits - but deep down they've got each other's backs. There's a bond, even if they can't quite explain what it is.

In my mind the bloodlust would function as an addiction. Murdoc is no Mother Theresa but he's not comfortable with indiscriminate murder either. (Guilt and self-loathing is not a good combination in Murdoc.) Knowing there is no in between for vampires - you can't have a sip here and there, it's abstinence or nightly slaughter - he stays teetotal from blood and tries to channel his desires into other addictions instead. Any and every addiction, really. Drugs, booze, sex, theft, you name it. Which is how he comes to be doing donuts in a stolen car in a Tesco car park, at the exact same time Stuart Pot is making a midnight run for condoms and Tango.

I picture Murdoc's turning of Stu would be this confusing moment that even he can't fully explain, so he's always switching his story about it. One day he'll say he didn't want to deal with the police, another day it'll be vampire enforcers he was afraid of - "total killjoys, they'll bung you in a blood-filled coffin for a hundred years over the TINIEST infraction". Other days he comes close to admitting he felt guilty, that he flipped out over the idea of killing someone after all, when he's dedicating all his energy to avoiding doing just that. Sometimes he just calls it a moment of madness.

But in every vampire movie, there's that moment. The moment where the newly-turned vamp rises from the grave as this beautiful unearthly creature of the night, and I mean . . . this absolutely would be Murdoc's experience of it. He's almost convinced himself there aren't real vampires like that, that it's all Hollywood bollocks, and then Stu rises up in front of him like some black-eyed, blue-haired god, and the part of Murdoc that isn't utterly gobsmacked by it can't help resenting the little sod for making it look so easy. Murdoc likes to take the piss out of him and claim he's like one of those Lost Boys California pretty boy vampires, but he's jealous really.

I imagine Murdoc would be similarly mercurial about how he was turned. There's always some hyperbolic story about it, designed to paint Murdoc in the best light. Sometimes he was the premier occultist of his day. Sometimes he sold his soul to the devil for immortality. Sometimes he was turned by a beautiful vampire seductress, who was bitter he broke her heart. It's all bollocks. The truth is definitely something less glamorous, and I would imagine actually much sadder as well? I'm not sure what, but I'm picturing something like Murdoc's father being some small-time occultist who sold his son to vampires, or maybe Murdoc was working some menial job and was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe he was turned by some vampire who would have drunk him dry, if Murdoc hadn't fought him off. Or maybe it's a bit of mystery, like the mystery of his mother in canon. Someone did this to Murdoc, someone made him what he is, but he has no memory of it. And all the different stories are actually partly a coping mechanism for that, as he tries on different explanations for size. (It would also explain why he would refuse to abandon Stu after turning him. Because navigating this new reality alone is something he wouldn't wish on anyone, even some dumb kid.)

I think the supernatural element would also be a great way to expand on and deepen Murdoc's relationships with Russell and Noodle. In supernatural fiction there are always two types of beings that hate each other. Usually vampires and werewolves, but often vampires and ghosts too. As, obviously, vamps can't drain ghosts, and they spend their lives running from the guilt of all the people they've killed. Ghosts are a constant reminder of that - and of the afterlife they both fear, and resent that they were denied. I can picture Russell maybe helping Murdoc exorcise the ghost of Hannibal or Jacob, and that's how they meet. (And why he has more patience with Murdoc than most. He's seen him at his most vulnerable.) Noodle would be great as a vampire hunter too. Her dynamic with Murdoc would be fraught as on the one hand, she respects Russell and venerates him for his connection to the spirit world, so to a certain extent anything he says she'll try to respect. And Murdoc is supposedly reformed, and she has moments where she even almost quite likes him. But her instinct is not to trust him. Her instinct is to put him down, and they both know it. As much as he battles his bloodlust around her, she battles her urge to put a stake through his heart, Van Helsing style.

Finding out he turned someone would be a MAJOR ruck in their relationship. But I think Murdoc would use 2-D to convince her and Russell to stick around - because he turned him, but it wasn't like he was chowing down on the lad, it was practically an act of charity, really. Practically an act of atonement. And if they both leave now, Stu is only left with Mr Bad Influence Murdoc Niccals, to teach him how to be a vampire, and restrain his urges and whatnot. And Murdoc has never been much good at all that AA, 12 step stuff, so unless they WANT poor sweet Stuart Pot to wind up spending eternity as some kind of crackhead . . . it would be a kindness to him, really, to stick around.

I could not agree more about how Murdoc turning Stu would mirror their Phase Two dynamic, with Stu literally having become "the thing Murdoc turned him into", and resenting that. But also, having moments of perverse gratitude for it? Stu is vain, and vampire Stu would be gorgeous, which I reckon he'd love. And though I think he'd hate that his normal life of footy with the boys and Sunday dinner at his mum's was over, I can also imagine him feeling this whole new world has opened up in front of him, something most people aren't special enough to gain entry to. And he likes that.

I can even see the fame thing and the band happening. Music would be a great, healthier way to channel the urges he can't act on. And I can see Murdoc agreeing. Admitting that he's been playing in bands for years, because it's actually a great cover for a vampire lifestyle. Being nocturnal is practically a prerequisite, when you're a rock star, and you can get away with looking all kinds of weird when you're in a band, because people just chalk it up to the aesthetic. Still, until he met 2-D, none of the bands he'd been in were actually any GOOD. 2-D reawakens his love of music, the same way he is the turning point for Murdoc's career in the canon.

Vampirism would also be a great way to explore Stuart's flaws. His vanity is an obvious one, but I can also see him avoiding his family and not letting them know why he'd disappeared for years. Just too self-absorbed to appreciate the harm it's caused. I can also see the pill problem happening as he imitates Murdoc's habit of abusing substances to try and blunt his bloodlust. I can imagine him saying stupid stuff like "you never even took me to the hospital!" and convincing himself he experiences phantom headaches, because he doesn't want to admit he's becoming just like Murdoc, actually. He tells himself the pills are medicine and he really needs them, and it's not the same at all.

And I can see him getting too carried away with his lusts, and having several near misses or disastrous incidents where he brings girls home and loses control of himself. Where Murdoc jumps in and saves it from getting too out of hand, but at the same time exposes how he's basically been stalking Stu "for your own protection", with a side of decidedly voyeuristic intentions. Stu has . . . strong (and somewhat confused) feelings about this.

I think Murdoc would be the same trouble magnet in the vampire underworld that he was in the criminal one. Feelings about Murdoc range from "this unwashed oik should NEVER have been allowed to become one of us" to "I WILL STAKE MURDOC FAUST NICCALS IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO". Murdoc would definitely continue his streak of petty crime any time he entered the hallowed halls of the vampire hoi poloi. He'd be pilfering left and right. And I can't imagine he'd ever kowtow to the aristocracy, which, in a subculture as obsessed with class as vampires . . .  yeah, he's insolent, to say the least. And they hate it. They just hate Murdoc, generally. I imagine 2-D might consider crossing over to the dark side to join them, to spite Murdoc, before eventually he realizes that - amazing as it sounds - even Murdoc has higher moral standards than these people. Maybe he's better off with the devil he knows.

I love what you said about Murdoc and Stuart being hung by the same rope, for all eternity. That's exactly the dynamic I think a vampire AU would bring about. I also think Murdoc being Stu's vampire sire would be interesting in the romantic sense, as part of them would always second guess if that was the reason for the bond they feel. Are they developing feelings, or is all of this just the blood bond? I can imagine Stuart hating his own inability to judge why he feels so drawn to Murdoc, and I can see Murdoc trying to convince himself any possessiveness or pride or protectiveness he feels over Stu is just what all vampires feel when they turn someone. (Even though it's not.) It would be a potent brew.

Anyway, this was long but I will never have the time to actually write this (I have five WIPs in other fandoms already) so I thought I'd let it out somehow. Thanks for giving me the space to talk this over!

(If anyone wants to run with this and make something of it, by the way, have at it! Just credit me somewhere for the idea. That'd be good.)

This was quite a ride! I love the idea of Stuart Pot's mortal life ending when he's mowed down in a Tesco car park buying condoms and Tango. It's cruel to say it's what he deserves and frankly the complete antithesis of the whole conflict I'm begging for, but... it's what he deserves. I'm also very intrigued by the angle of treating bloodlust as an addiction: it could theoretically be overcome, but practically speaking, rarely is. This makes it easy to see how Murdoc spins off into such a cartoonishly extreme life of debauchery. I love the bit about Murdoc changing his story of what happened, both the night he hit Stuart and his own origin-- the difference being that Stu does know what happened to him, whether he ever chooses to believe Murdoc's ever-shifting justifications for it or not, but no one can ever really know where Murdoc came from except himself. I definitely agree that the truth has to be less glamorous, less thrilling, less worthy of tales and legends. I like Stuart and Murdoc best when they are not men born into greatness nor men born for greatness, not inherently, and I love the private grappling with the belief that they are special and the fear that they probably aren't. Your explanation of the foil-like dynamic between vampires and spirits/ghosts is interesting, I don't know if that's an established piece of vampire lore or if that's your own invention, but I think it's a really solid one. I don't know if I've truly seen those two creatures explored in a world together with such a direct emphasis on that ghoulish ecosystem, so to speak.

And, well, I'm quite predictable but I'm ready to invest $5k in a full novel exploring Stu's estrangement from his family and friends following the transformation, the psychological toll it takes to choose-- though he may feel he has no other choice at all-- to abandon those relationships, how his own descent may mirror Murdoc's as he shelters himself in chalk-tablet excess and a vibrant, at times frightful carnal life to distract himself from the guilt. I'm dying to see how he could approach mending those fences again after years away. It isn't something one sweeps under the rug, isn't something that he can make amends for. This sort of thing shatters a family, and in my imagining of Rachel and David, it certainly shattered his. This kind of permanently-marred family drama really captivates me and is something I don't think we should shy away from in stories about addiction, and it would be fascinating to explore the human element of that against the metaphorical monstrous one.

I love what you mentioned about the "blood bond" and how it factors into the pull between them they're too unsettled to really name. This adds an extra layer of confusion, as you say, and better justifies why they find themselves orbiting each other, pretending there's a blood-coloured chain tethering them and ignoring the heavy weighted padlock in the middle that pulls them down, down, down. I've spoken a lot on this blog about why Stu is participatory in the relationship when he dislikes Murdoc in such a profound way, and while I absolutely never tire of the messy, bleak human weakness and ego of that, it would be quite special to explore that with something that almost feels like an excuse for Stu, a macabre justification entirely out of his hands; it gives him permission to be part of this broken spiral and absolves him of the responsibility of acknowledging his choice. I'd like to think he still lives with it, as Murdoc does too, but they may appreciate the safety of the smokescreen as much as they struggle to see through it.

Thanks for sending me your ideas, I hope other readers will enjoy seeing your elaborations, and if you're having fun thinking about these two goons I'd encourage you to consider making a blog. Sometimes you get lucky and draw in people who are incredibly kind!

(Lastly, unrelated fun fact about vampirism in my life: my first job was playing a vampire at a haunted amusement park. Our "Scare Zone" was designed as a junkyard taken over by a vampire gang, and I was the "queen" with a throne made of old tires. It was... a fun job and also not a fun job, haha.)

[razanartuk]

about me tag game thing

i was tagged by the wonderful @nothingunrealistic! thank you very much ily <3

under read more bc i was not capable of keeping my answers brief this time around

why did you choose your url?

this...was supposed to be a short explanation but it turned into quite a tale so strap in i guess because we are going on a ride. back in 2017 i was just getting into musical theatre rp and i was still feeling too shy to really talk to anyone ooc so i would just wait for people i wanted to interact with to post starter calls so i could just do things in character with them the easy way. So i did this with my friend cam, who posted a starter for me using a lyric from If I Could Tell Her. she linked the song so i could listen to it, so i did and i went ‘wait a minute, is that Ben Platt from Pitch Perfect?? (and other things too, but i only recognized his voice at the time bc of the acappella girl movies)’ and yes it certainly was.

i had zero idea what the plot of Dear Evan Hansen was about at that point, and for some reason based off Just That One Song and the poster art of who i assumed was Some Guy in a Polo Shirt i started to think it was about some jock guy who broke his arm and had an emo/goth friend who had either died or gone missing under mysterious circumstances. also i intuited that Evan had a crush on his friend’s sister but he couldn’t tell her that directly or his emo friend would kick his ass. so i was like mostly wrong, but a little bit right.

oh and i knew jared and alana were characters from the show bc cam said that they were i think?? but i had no idea what their role was. so after listening to if i could tell her, i listened to good for you and all i really got out of that was that evan the apparently not-jock guy had done...something... that really hurt jared and alana. and at that point i finally decided to go look up a plot synopsis and i found out i was waaay off base. but honestly this is why cast recordings should include scene dialogue in the songs bc otherwise you just get soundtracks like dear evan hansen where the songs have like. zero context. we really just go from waving through a window to for forever to sincerely me without like. any reason as to what is happening huh. It’s honestly not a surprise anymore that all those people on twitter had no idea the plot isn’t about gay teenagers.

anyways. cam was writing jared and she made a post at one point about wishing somebody would write alana and i was like ‘oh i could do that!’ (after i had actually Seen a bootleg and finally knew what the whole story was, of course) so i made a multimuse rp blog featuring alana beck, nabulungi hatimbi, chloe valentine and some other characters, and cam started sharing her headcanons with me that alana is trans, jared and alana were close friends when they were little kids but they sort of drifted apart as they got older and their priorities in life changed, jared was the first person alana came out to when she realized she’s trans, etc.

one night i started talking about wanting to pick a more theatre-relevant url for my blog and trans-[character name] urls were getting pretty popular, and at least 3 of the friends i made through rp had changed theirs to coordinating trans-[character name] and i think it was cam suggested i should make mine be trans-alana so i did. eventually i realized the unhyphenated version was available so i changed it to transalana with no hyphen and i have lived here ever since. sometimes i think about changing it but i feel like transalana has become a part of My Brand and i am not so great with coming up with cool names for things.

any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them

in theory, i have sideblogs... i don’t really use them, but of the ones i do have, there is:

emsbookblog - this was supposed to be where i would post excerpts of the book that i’m working on, but i think i did that maybe one time roughly 2 years ago and then promptly forgot about it/got nervous about my writing and was scared to share anything else. the rest of the stuff that is there is assorted writing tips. i don’t really know what to do with it now. i probably should post all my little thoughts about em and anita and caleb there instead of infodumping on my main from time to time, but if i do that then i have to promo a sideblog and direct people over to it which is always annoying to me when i could just do it on this blog which is much easier

dearnovelhansen - this is basically no longer used, but was a sideblog i made specifically to talk/complain about the novel adaptation of Dear Evan Hansen which was about 3 years ago?? maybe? i can’t be trusted to understand the passage of time. but to summarize: i thought it was an honor just to have the story be made more accessible since many of us couldn’t see the stage performance, but i hated a lot of the creative liberties that were taken. my main grumbles are that everyone who isn’t evan or connor is done so dirty in the novel. connor’s still kind of done dirty in the book, but not as much as like. heidi, alana, jared, and zoe are.

horseisle3 - this one was meant to be a place where i could just enthusiastically post screenshots from hi3, but instead it turned into a blog where i occasionally reblog other players’ hi3 content and bitch about how bad the game admins are bc hi3 is the tumblr famous (infamous?) homophobic horse game. the game where it was once okay to call your club store the gulag bc according to their head of hr, ‘it’s just a russian word for prison’ but you can’t say ‘im gay’ without somebody accusing you of corrupting young children who play the game. unfortunately there aren’t very many good interactive horse games out there, so this one is still about as good as it gets. it’s either that or star stable and i don’t care about star stable.

mlaenie - i’ve had this url saved for i don’t even know how long. way way way back in the day when i wanted to escape from the clutches of the onceler fandom i abandoned my first blog where i basically had an alter ego i guess?? and i decided to just be myself on the new blog. i don’t fully remember who came up with it, but one of my sister’s mutuals suggested that if you scrambled the letters in your name you could come up with aesthetic-looking urls. so lauren’s url became lrauen, and to match with her mine became mlaenie, which i abandoned on tumblr after about a year or so? but have continued to use as my main username on twitter, reddit, youtube, xbox, steam, and discord. i barely ever use any of these accounts aside from twitter, steam, and xbox, but yeah. so i’ve decided to try and turn this empty sideblog into a place for video game thoughts maybe. we’ll see how long it lasts this time around.

how long have you been on tumblr?

i made my first tumblr account in december of 2010, but i didn’t understand how to use it at all or how to customize my theme to look cool and unique so i quickly abandoned it. i made a new account in september of 2011 after some kids at school and my sister told me i should and i have been trapped here with varying degrees of activity/inactivity ever since. i have witnessed the rise and fall of the lorax/onceler fandom, hyperfocused on lord of the rings, star wars and back to the future all at the same time, and for the past 4 years i’ve mostly been a musical theatre blog with assorted other fandom stuff mixed in. i feel i have seen everything and nothing, but mostly i’m just tired and bored.

do you have a queue tag?

no bc i don’t use a queue. i’ve tried using it in the past but i irrationally feel pressured to sustain a coherent theme to queued posts and my brain simply does not vibe with that so i just don’t use it at all anymore. Instead i instantly reblog or post several unrelated thoughts in succession and then don’t post again at all for 3 days. the way god intended

why did you start your blog in the first place?

my very first blog was intended to be a place for me to post all of my petz 5 animals’ profile info, but i didn’t have any understanding of how coding worked at all and i don’t think i really wanted to learn, either. so it just sat there, unused. my second attempt at blogging was as a classic rock fandom person, so as you can probably imagine i was pretty pretentious about ‘modern pop’ vs the beatles, the rolling stones, the who, the monkees, and so on. and then i slowly devolved into a lorax fandom blog and everything went to shit so i made a new blog for lord of the rings/the hobbit which later evolved to include star wars and back to the future blogging. and then for the past 4 years i’ve been mainly a musical theatre blog with other random stuff i like thrown haphazardly into the pot. wonderful.

why did you choose your icon/pfp?

because my url is transalana and two of my most prominent lgbt headcanons are that alana beck is trans and a lesbian. i gotta be shouting out @kinqmike though bc she’s the one i adopted the trans alana beck headcanon from in the first place!

why did you choose your header?

in 2017 i was hyperfixating on Dear Evan Hansen (and Be More Chill, but there weren’t many gif-able videos then considering it ran for a month in New Jersey in 2015 and there was only one yet-to-resurface 35 minute bootleg) so i just grabbed a random gif off of google. i really should get to replacing it with a new header of my own though. i just don’t know what i should do for it.

what’s your post with the most notes?

i have lost track of how many notes it has (i think it’s somewhere around 200 now?) but when Will Roland and George Salazar performed Two Player Game on Good Morning America, i posted a screencap of their Jeremy and Michael along with that one quiz answer meme that says stuff like ‘i want to see it grow up healthy’. i didn’t tag it with any ship names or anything because i was anxious about having it show up in the tags, but somebody who reblogged it from me did tag it as boyf riends and i firmly believe it took off because of that. i don’t think i make posts that are relevant enough to amass thousands of notes, even by accident. which is probably a good thing bc if i did i would have to block so many of them.

how many followers do you have?

on this blog? 175 according to the counter. how many of those are still real people and how many are bots and abandoned accounts? i have no idea.

how many people do you follow?

i try to keep it somewhere around 200. i think i’m sitting at 180 right now but i kind of need to go through and clear out the really inactive blogs.

have you made a shitpost?

let’s think about this for a second. i’ve been on tumblr for nearly 10 years. you might even be able to say i’ve made more than one. they’re just not what you would call...popular shitposts.

how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ post?

that stuff makes me so incredibly anxious that i have to fight the urge to want to yeet my laptop or mobile device through the closest window whenever i read it, so i try very hard to avoid any sort of ‘if you don’t reblog this, i’m judging you’ posts. i find them very manipulative and not particularly helpful

do you like tag games?

yeah babey!! i just frequently forget to do them, but please know that if you have ever tagged me in a tag game i felt incredibly touched by the gesture and the @mention even if i completely forgot to do the thing afterward

do you like ask games?

i do! but also rip to literally anyone who has ever sent me an ask meme bc it takes me so long to answer them. i’m still working on a micro fic prompt from a few weeks ago. also, horrified to realized that it has in fact been a few weeks and not 3 days anymore.

which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

i don’t know that any are tumblr famous as a whole. but probably @neverheardnothing

do you have a crush on a mutual?

in any sort of romantic connotation? no. not that i’m aware of. there are mutuals that i have friend crushes on where i want to be friends with them but i get so anxious when it comes to meeting new people that usually nothing ever comes of it. i’m really not good at small talk or other casual conversation either which, as you may or may not be able to imagine, sucks. i just wanna skip over all of the awkward introductions and ‘hey how are you, how is life, what are you doing with yourself?’ stuff. not because i don’t care about it. i do, but i think most of my friends/the people i want to be my friends are also depressed and anxious so asking these basic questions about life tends to uh. make us all nervous. and i don’t do much with my life so i always have the most boring answers anyways.

i’m not tagging anyone officially bc the @ thing has just completely given up on me at this point, but if you want to do it, go for it. and then say i tagged you so i can read it c:

[hisdarlinggrace-a]

You must be part bloodhound, my dear Grace

Basics

Basics

Character: Grace Hatter/Paige Thatcher

Faceclaim: Elle Fanning

Age: 18

Canon Divergent | Indie RP | OUAT RP

Enchanted Forest Storyline

When Grace Hatter was ten years old, her father disappeared without a trace. She waited days for him, weeks, months, years, and he never came back. Grace had to resort to her own ways of survival: harvesting mushrooms like her father, bartering, and even the occasional stealing. The young girl with the skills of a “bloodhound”, as her father claimed, became rather good at pickpocketing through the very marketplace her and her father used to go to. Finagling coins from oblivious pockets, pretending to consider items at the booths as her fingers dug into an unsuspecting purse or coat, became a routine part of Grace’s life as she grew older, a life of mischief and petty theft. It was a humorous reflection of the pasts of her parents that she never learned about. Would Papa want this for her? Honestly? Probably not. She knew he wouldn’t want to see his dear Grace scavenging around for supplies and money, but he left her. He abandoned her for no reason, as far as she knew, so she had to do what it took to survive.

It didn’t take long before Grace turned from a swift handed girl to a thieving young woman, beginning to take the mission of bringing her father back seriously. She had always dreamed of lucky magic as a child, of her father reappearing with a simple wish on a star, but night after night after night of wishing and wishing led to absolutely no results. And that was when Grace truly knew she was on her own.

But now that she was an adult, more aware of the darkness around her, Grace began dabbling in magic, even the darkest kinds, in order to bring her father back. She went to any shop with the word “magic” attached to it. She asked elderly wanderers and young psychics. She devoured every book, every scroll, every word she could read. They all told her “You can’t bring someone back from the dead,” but Grace knew her father wasn’t dead. Somewhere, deep inside, she felt that he was out there alive and it didn’t matter whether he was still searching for her or had forgotten. Grace Hatter was going to find her father, no matter what.

Essential Info: Grace is now eighteen years old, searching for any magic user that can possibly help her find her father. She’s desperate and willing to give or do anything to see him again. Use this to your character’s advantage if you wish. However, she’s dwelling in the possibility that he abandoned her and is off living a much better, affluent life with a happy family. Sort of a textbook Slytherin, full of relentless ambition and will do anything to achieve her goals.

Storybrooke Storyline (Under Construction)

During First Curse

Paige Thatcher was born and raised in Storybrooke. With a comfy home and loving parents, she wanted for nothing, but something always seemed missing. Photo albums kept in the house only went back to her being around ten years old. Any older photos were nowhere to be found and her parents supposed they must’ve been lost in a flood caused by a horrible rain storm years ago. Paige was forced to believe them even if she couldn’t remember the storm happening like she should be able to. 

In her later teen years, Paige has taken the guise of junior reporter to dig into Storybrooke’s past and the memories of the residents. Just how far do their memories go? Does anyone remember her being a small child even if no records exist?

Wanted Writings

The Temptation of Magic: Grace has been searching for her father for years now and she’s starting to turn to magic, magic of any kind, to try and find him. Your character possesses magic that can maybe, maybe not help Grace track her father down. Will your character offer to help her? Is it for a price?

Reunion By Less Than Desired Means: Grace has delved too deep into dark magic but with joyous results: her father is back! She always knew she would find him one day and now, she finally did it! But there’s something off, Jefferson can tell, because even if his daughter is eight years older, he can still tell when she’s hiding something and judging from the surprising way he arrived, it’s not good.

A Deal is a Deal: Grace made a deal with your character to help find her father. Whether it be through magic or other means, Grace is indebted to your character for assistance in finding Jefferson. But just how far does this deal go?

Past Suspicions: Paige can’t find any pictures of her before the age of ten and this so called “big rain storm” that happened is nowhere to be found in town records. It’s been passed off as “Oh, well Maine gets a lot of storms. We don’t record them all,” but Paige never believed them. This verse takes place during the First Curse and Paige is on the search for evidence, skeptical of just how trustworthy the town is.

Above Ideas Don’t Fit Your Fancy/Character? Just DM Me! We can think of something that works!

OOC Information

Hello! My name is Erin, I am 19 years old, she/her pronouns, and I am the writer for this little blog here! I have been roleplaying for 9 years and I am very excited to bring this rendition of Grace to life. She is a bit different from canon, but I just thought this would be such a fun idea to write so here I am. This is a sideblog so any follows will happen from @lioncubofcintra ! If you want to discuss roleplaying and stuff, just message me here and I can give you my Discord info if you want to discuss more about plotting or closed threads! 

I live in the Central Standard Time Zone and I currently am a college student who has a part time job, hence my lack of constant presence on Tumblr. However, I am on the site for a good few hours every day so responding should be no issue for me! 

If we do roleplay together, I would prefer us using gifs or icons and cutting our replies so there are two on every post, but that is just a preference and definitely not required! I also vary in roleplay styles but I can usually match whatever I am given to work with! Though, paragraph style RPs do happen to be my favorite. I usually stick with one paragraph to four/five depending on if we match Vibes.

Anyway, please feel free to message me if you want to discuss roleplaying or if you have any questions! I am so excited to write for this lovely, albeit slightly misguided, ray of sunshine. Thanks so much!! <3

[kusunokihimea]

ALAS: How it Works

     [ So I know this doesn’t concern too many of you, as not many people write in the ALAS verse on this blog, or with any of my sideblogs, so if you have no idea what this is...that’s okay! BUT, for posterity’s sake, I thought I’d do a quick (ha) rundown of the verse, and how it all ties in to all my silly blogs.

     First of all...the blogs! There’s this one, @whitefangwanderer, @thefriendlyflicker, @hyuuchiha, @foxesnflowers, and technically @sylviesmuses (which is more just an info blog on muses I no longer write in RP, but are part of the fic). These blogs are all, by default, written in ONE canon verse known as A Light Amongst Shadows. It’s (loosely) based on OLD RP back before I joined Tumblr with two friends. It was originally made so we could blend in ships and OCs that we enjoyed, while following as much of canon as we could, sans those ships and OCs.

     So! For a bit more of a visual, you can see the “full” (aka the best I could do) genealogy map for the verse and most relevant characters [ here ]. First thing you’ll probably notice are the two main ‘crackships’. ALAS follows canon pretty darn close up until we pass chapter 699.  From there, it takes its own epilogue course. Children and ships all pretty much stay the same, however, EXCEPT that we switch out N.aruHina and S.asuSaku for N.aruSaku and S.asuHina. Which results in four NEW ship kids! Uzumaki Akane, Uzumaki Kei, Uchiha Tenkai, and Uchiha Chikyū. The NS kids are the muses of @foxesnflowers and the SH kiddos are on @hyuuchiha.

     ALAS also fills in a some missing faces, such as Shisui’s parents, Neji and Hinata’s mothers, etc. etc. Otherwise, most of the OCs are those of the next gen from the above-mentions ships, as well as N.ejiTen and Ryū’s ship in that verse with Shisui. As mentioned in a previous post, this is a swapped ship due to revamping the plot. In short, this makes things more canon compliant, and requires less plot intervention / “OP” OC actions to make it work. So! While the plot prior had ItaRyū, the new ship for the fic is ShiRyū. That’s not to say other ships can’t work for either Ryū OR Shisui (as he’s the muse of @thefriendlyflicker), but that’s what’s written by default, and they are the parents of the three ship kids for ALAS on this blog.

     SO, now: how it all ties together. This is going to be a little long and I guess a little spoilery, BUT: for the sake of explanation of how things all fit, I’ll go over a (VERY) barebones summary of main aspects of the fic. We’ll go under a cut for length cuz...this post is long enough, lmao

     So, as said, the purpose of ALAS is to blend in OCs. And given that neither of my previous partners RP anymore, it focuses solely on Ryū. It starts much the same as her default verse: Iwa, during attempts to cut through to Hi no Kuni, use doton to scale the mountains along the north side of the country. Given they were also battling with Kumo...this still makes sense. Ryū’s village, Kusunokizan, is all civilian save for her clan...which are healers. Sages, yes, but healers. So, the village is destroyed, with Ryū being the sole survivor after her mother uses the last of her chakra to hide her behind a barrier that bends light, and makes things under it invisible. Ryū’s mother, Reika, is killed in an attempt to defend her daughter.

     On the floor of Hi no Kuni, a patrol spots the smoke rising from the mountains, and meets the Iwa squad on their way to investigate. They kill or capture them all, with some losses. Most head back to take the prisoners to Konoha, while some - including Uchiha Manami, Shisui’s mother - head on to check out the smoke. They, of course, find the ruins of the village...and Manami finds Ryū. Knowing she’s now alone, Manami tries to adopt her, but is denied due to village sanctions about rare bloodlines...and also bias against the Uchiha. Instead, she is made a ward to be raised as a village asset.

     In a different attempt to help, Manami introduces the girl to her son, Shisui...and the pair hit it off right away. Shisui’s boisterous nature helps bring Ryū out of her shell. Through him, she meets others like Itachi and later Sasuke. And while she is trained in the hospital to utilize her bloodline, the boys all head into the Academy. Itachi is rather standoffish around her, but Sasuke - always dealing with boys (and a bit jealous of the attention his brother gives Shisui) enjoys her company.

     ...then Shisui apparently commits suicide. Ryū is, of course, devastated. Her first friend is gone. Not long after, the Uchiha clan is massacred save for Sasuke. Now Manami is gone, the clan...and Itachi is a murderer, Sasuke left all alone as a ward, like her. Though unable to be an official guardian due to village restrictions, Ryū nonetheless acts as Sasuke’s as he grows up.

     After the Nami mission, Ryū - working at the hospital - becomes acquainted with his team, including Kakashi. Admitting to her worry over Sasuke, she asks the sensei to keep an eye on him for her, as she’s unable to fight. She aids with the chūnin exams, and is the medic who works primarily to save Hinata’s life, which begins a friendship between them. She also assists with Lee’s recovery, but is unable to cure him completely.

     Otherwise, things progress as canon as normal. Sasuke is infected by Orochimaru’s curse mark, and leaves to join them for training. Ryū, in the interim - having lost nearly all of the people in Konoha she’s come to care about - asks to take a trip back to her village for some kind of emotional closure and respite. While there, she discovers the sage that trained her line, and rather than return to Konoha, stays in the ruins of Kusunokizan to train to become a healing / protective sage.

     Shippuden passes much the same as canon, with mild participation by Ryū. No events change, and she is part of the war effort with the other medics, and is caught in Mugen Tsukuyomi. After the war, she encourages Sasuke to stay after her confides the truth of the massacre with her: to both let her repair his arm, and to help the betterment of the village and shinobi system by bringing it all to light. She also revives Neji as a token for Hinata and her friendship. The council is confronted by the clans’ heirs, and are removed from power. Kakashi, upon taking his seat as Rokudaime, reveals the truth and pardons Itachi to have him removed from the Bingo book and remove his criminal record.

     Once that’s all over, Shisui returns, revealing his faked suicide: to give Itachi the Mangekyō, keep his body from Danzō (and those like Obito or Orochimaru), and keep the councilman’s betrayal from the clan, lest it start up a civil war. But with Danzō dead, the council ousted, and the truth revealed, he can now return. At first, Sasuke is angry with him for abandoning Itachi, and Ryū is hurt he didn’t come to her to be healed. 

     But the past is the past, and they move on. Ryū makes Shisui new eyes from his DNA, and the pair reconnect and grow closer, eventually becoming a pair. They marry and have their three children. Sasuke, after a slowburn, ends up with Hinata, and they have two children. Naruto and Sakura end up together with two children. Neji and Tenten get married and have a son, Hinode. A raid of one of Orochimaru’s old bases reveals an in-stasis ‘clone’ of Neji he also adopts as his own and names Higure.

     The plot then focuses mostly on their kids, and the rising threat of the remnants of Root, led by Ayame, who want revenge for Danzō’s death and defamation by eradicating the Uchiha completely.

     And that’s the gist of it, really! Obviously there’s a lot more guts, but this covers most of the OCs and their bonds with canon characters! And again, you can find most of the OCs and canons on the various blogs. Any that are missing you can always ask about! But uh...yeah. This is stupidly long, but...given that this story is going on seven years old, there’s a lot to it! Hopefully this provides a little insight into how this verse, and these blogs, work! ]

[luckyyoukairabbittewi]

Hey friends! @wanderinghellkitten was right; if I want to make a new blog, I can’t just abandon Tewi like that! 13 replies isn’t that much anyway (at least it’s not 55 replies or anything), and I already did all the customization stuff for Tewi... (Except for icons; I need new ones.) I still love Tewi, so out of my love for her-- I’ll breathe life back into her once again! Bunny comes out of hibernating! 

Plan below:

Since I forgot, like, all of my tags... I think I’ll try to make a post with all the tags in it! That way, people can click through stuff and I’ll remember what to name things! I don’t remember if I already have one, but I doubt it... I’ll make it part of my blog! 

I think I’ll reply to threads/drafts first, regardless of whether people are still around/not. I don’t want to leave anyone hanging, so I’ve no problem with finally replying after all this time! I think I’ll search for icons during each reply! That way I’ll find the perfect one, and I won’t have to do hours of preparation to icon things I might never use! 

Rereading my blog/rules/etc.! Maybe I can condense things! Maybe I can update! 

Might make another sideblog for the characters I mentioned I wanted to create! I’m still very much interested in them, so it’ll be a more lighthearted blog compared to this seriously serious/cheeky bunny! 

That stuff was bookkeeping... After that, I might make a new starter call/promo! But that depends on my muse! Very likely that I’ll be active with my new blog first (while it’s still grabbing my attention), but I didn’t want to leave Tewi incomplete like this. It’s the least I can do for her! She’s alive, ok! She’s alive!

I might promo my new blog here, but it depends on how audacious I get. For now, next I have to save any new drafts/anything I missed. 

College got me really busy, friends! My apologies for being MiA for half a year! I was very busy! 

If I want to get back into rping, though, I might as well tie up loose ends! Tewi will still be alive, I assure you. (Though maybe less active.) This time, I’ll do it properly! 

[flowerpowell]

Secrets IX (Drake x MC // Liam x MC // Leo x MC?)

Part 9 is here which means we’re getting closer to the end! This part focuses mainly on Leo, we’ll see his relations with his family and learn more about him! I really hope you’ll enjoy it! As always, any feedback is very much appreciated!

All rights for characters go to Pixelberry, the plot is inspired by Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte, I don’t own these rights either.

Rating: Normal

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Her head was spinning and she felt nauseous. When she opened her eyes, a stream of light glared her. 

Was she dead? 

Riley tried to move her body a little but stopped as she felt sharp pain in her leg. 

Maybe she wasn’t dead physically, but mentally she very close to death. 

She sighed quietly after remembering the details of last few hours she was conscious. Carefully, she looked around the room she was in; it was very small, had pretty much no furniture and was painted white, although the dust made it look rather grey. Most importantly, she was there alone. 

Blinking, she tried to sit up but her leg hurt too much. She didn’t remember breaking it so it must have happened after she passed out. She noticed it was bandaged so that guy from last night must have done it. 

Riley was just inspecting what really happened behind this white fabric on her leg, when the man who rescued her last night entered the room.

“Hello there, how are you?” He asked cheerfully while putting down some wood for the fireplace she just noticed. 

“I’m confused, what happened to my leg? And who are you?” 

The man walked up to Riley and gently touched her leg. “I believe this is my fault. I was carrying you here and your leg met with a few nails sticking out from my door frame. I’m not used to rescuing pretty girls in the middle of the woods,” he said apologetically. She looked at her leg, her eyes widened.

“It’s okay, I sterilized it. With vodka, but that works too, right?” He sat down next to her and ran his fingers through his hair. “And my name is Leo, I already told you that,” he smiled at her warmly. 

Riley cleared her throat before speaking, “Ahem, yes, I was a little bit passed out then but thanks for reminding me. I’m Riley.” She stretched her arm to shake hands with him. “Would that be rude if I asked you why you like in a cabin in the middle of the woods? Are you a serial killer or something?” 

At first, Leo looked at her with serious expression on his face just to burst into laughter a second later. “If I wanted to kill you I’d probably left you out there to die.” He shrugged before adding, “Besides knights in shining armors help the princesses and marry them later, not kill them.” He smirked at her and she felt she was blushing. 

“I’m not a princess,” she murmured. 

“Thank God!” He excaimed and stood up. “Hungry?” 

Riley smiled gratefully. “So hungry.” With one last look he left the room leaving her alone again.

“Why are you living in a cabin here?” she asked while eating her oatmeal. She was much hungrier than she thought, as the mash she looked at was the most delicious thing she ever tasted. 

“And why not?” he aswered looking at her with his big, blue eyes. 

“Don’t get me wrong, I don’t judge you or  anything, it’s just, I met once a person who lived in alienation too and I wonder what your reasons are.” 

Leo thought for a while before answering. “I had a difficult family situation. My mom left us when I was young, my father is a dick. I had a brother too but he died. I had nowhere to go really. And I thought a little solitude is best for me. Especially now with this crazy Queen who would execute everyone she sees,” he sighed. 

Wow, that’s the first person here that’s actually honest. Or at least seems honest. 

“I’m so sorry. For your brother, and your parents.” She covered his palm with hers and he smiled at her. 

“I miss him a lot, he was the only real friend I had.” Riley felt really sorry for Leo but she couldn’t help but smile at his openess. He was like an open book, he told her everything from the beginning and that felt really...nice. 

“What about you Princess? What were you doing in the woods, alone?” She blushed when he called her a princess. “Just waiting for my knight. And running away from people who lied to me. It’s a long story.” 

He grinned, “I have time. And I’m dying for some gossip.” 

She laughed accidentaly spitting out her oatmeal. “Sorry!” she muttered. She swallowed the rest of her meal and continued, “Nothing really to say. Met a guy, he turned out to be already married, which he never mentioned, still asked me to marry him, so I ran away.” 

“Wow, what a jerk” Leo raised his eyebrows in surprise, “I’m not married if you were wondering.” Riley looked at him amused. This guy was something else. “You know, in case I ever proposed to you and you didn’t know.” She rolled her eyes and they both laughed. “First, I would rather wanted to learn more about you. Then I would consider marrying you.” 

Leo pretended to think. “So what would you like to know?” 

“Something like...what’s your darkest secret?” 

Leo looked at her in disbelief. “Wow, you’re not playing, are you?” She shook her head. “Well, don’t tell anyone but,” he leaned towards her, “I actually like pineapple on pizza” he finished quietly. They laughed again and continued getting to know each other for a few more hours.

With her leg hurting, Riley wasn’t able to do much. She was either lying on the bed in her tiny bedroom, or sitting on a very umcofortable chair in even smaller kitchen. 

Surprisingly, Leo was a very good nurse. He brought her food, gave her some painkillers, even took her on a walk carrying her the whole time. 

He told her his childhood stories and in return she told him stories from her college days. They talked with ease, as for strangers that just met, they were very open with each other. Leo even shared a story about his mother, how she left him hearbroken and never tried to contact him. He mentioned his brother and admitted that memories with him were the happiest. He regretted going on a cruise because it was then, when he learned his little brother died. Leo didn’t talk much about his father but Riley understood him. She really felt bad for Leo, he was an amazing person and didn’t deserve any of that crap. 

“Don’t you miss the civilization sometimes?” she asked him when he was making her bed. 

“Sometimes. But then I go to Greece, or any other country, just not here. The monarchy here is really awful, you’re lucky you’re not from here.” 

Riley frowned, “I wonder why people didn’t abolish her or something, she’s truly terrible.” Riley flinched when she remembered her encounter with Madeleine that night. Why do people want such bad person to be their Queen? 

“Because they’re scared. She’s unpredictable but keeps the enemies in line. No one dares to protest.” 

Wow, I’m not really surpised after she tried to kill me. She sure knows how to scare people. 

“So Princess, are you ready for bed? Do you, err, want me to help you with shower or you skip it?” 

Riley looked at him blushing. She completely forgot about such thing as taking a shower when she was with him. “I think I need it, I was running in the woods for a whole day and lying in this bed for another. But I’ll be fine, thank you.” 

Leo carried her to his small bathroom and put her down. “If you need anything just scream and I’ll come.” She smiled at him gratefully and nodded. He left and she started her night routine. Even though she only knew him for a day, there was something familiar about him. She was tempted to call him to help her, just to see how he would act but abandoned the thought. That would be too soon. 

When she was all ready he carried her to bed again and put a fresh bandage on her leg. The wound healed pretty quickly. While she was checking her leg, Leo studied her face. 

“What’s bothering you?” he asked all of the sudden. 

“Hmm?” Riley turned to him, “What do you mean?” He sighed and sat down on her bed. “I see something is bothering you, I might not be the best at reading people but I see when something’s wrong.” 

Oh, so he noticed. 

“Umm, not much, I was just wondering about going home. I still don’t know how to find the city and I need to book a plane ticket. I just want to go home,” she admitted. 

Leo thought for a while. “Living with me is that bad, huh?” 

“What? No, no! It’s great but...I just miss some civilization. Living with you was pretty fun.” She answered squeezing his hand. 

“My old friend, Bastien, visits me here twice a week. If you want, you can go with him” He said sadly. 

“When does he come next?” Riley asked studying Leo’s worried face. “He was here yesterday, so in two, three days, I’d say.” 

She took a deep breath and smiled. “Then don’t be sad, I’ll be here with you for another two, three days. And if you’re nice I actually might stay longer.” He looked at her, this time smiling. “I will do whatever I can. You’re too good company to lose. Goodnight.” He kissed her forehead and left the room. 

She was lying for a few minutes more in the darkness before she peacefully drifted to sleep.

The next two days passed very quickly. Riley could finally walk and Leo showed her all his favorite spots in the woods. He even taught her how to cook his favorite meal and in return she gave him the receipe for the best cronuts she knew. 

They fooled around all the time and Riley didn’t get bored even for a second. Leo was definitely a definition for entertainemt even in the most dull conditions. 

When the next day came, and Bastien visited Leo’s cabin, Riley gladly announced she wanted to stay a little bit longer. Leo was overjoyed and danced with her around the room while Bastien was shaking his head in disbelief. 

When Riley disappeared in her room, the man whispered something to Leo. Leo’s eyes widened in shock and he couldn’t say anything. When Bastien left, Riley found Leo crying behind the cabin. She put her arms around him and let him weep for a little longer. After few minutes he pulled away. 

“What happened Leo? What did he say?” Riley asked concerned. Leo wiped his eyes. “He said that my father died. I never liked that prick but it still hurts. The only member of my family that I had, just left, forever.” Riley hugged him and started gently stroking his head. “I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine how you feel.”

That night Riley stayed over in Leo’s room, holding him and letting him cry as much as he wanted. Somehow, despite all the crap he’s been through with his father, Leo still missed him terribly. She understood it and kept consolling him till they both fell asleep.

It was the middle of the night, it was really hot despite a rather strong wind. Riley had peaceful dreams until she heard a scream. She woke up instantly, her face and body covered in sweat. 

The flashback of that night when Olivia was attacked was in her head as the first thought. Leo was beside her, still asleep. She must have been dreaming. Just when she put her head on the pillow again, she heard it again. 

It was real. 

This time, the scream was more clear and it woke Leo up as well. “Did you scream?” he asked sleepily but she shook her head. “No, I think someone is in the woods,” she answered. 

Leo stood up and took a flashlight from under the bed. “I’m going to check it out, maybe another Princess needs rescuing,” he smirked at her but she wasn’t laughing. 

“I’m going with you,” she decided getting out of the bed. Leo wanted to protest but didn’t seeing Riley’s determined face. The two of them entered the darkness of the woods when they heard the scream again, this time the source of it was closer. 

When the scream was even closer Riley realized it belonged to a child. She started running, hobbling slightly, in the direction of the voice. Leo followed her with his source of light. 

“Hello!!!” Riley screamed trying to find the person who yelled. She heard someone running  her and started walking up to meet the person. 

At first, she saw only the silhouette, dark but small, and she was sure it was a kid. When Leo finally caught up his flashlight reached the person. 

Riley noticed a very dirty, shredded dress. Then she saw the face and in horror she realized she was looking at Amelia. 

“Oh my God,” Riley whipered, quickly closing the distance between them and pulling the girl in a very tight hug. Amelia was shaking, but recognized Riley and squeezed her governess even tighter. Leo looked at the two of them in surprise, milions thoughts crossing his mind. 

“What happened?” Riley asked after a few minutes filled with Amelia’s sobbing. 

“L’explosion, l’incendie. Je ne sais pas, the house was on fire,” the little girl spoke, her voice slightly breaking, “suddenly exploded, I ran but...no one else did. Everyone is dead!”

[feverhalo]

So. Heres this old fic from uhhhhhhhhhhhhh I really don’t remember how long ago. Originally I had it split into 3 parts on the posts that inspired it- and it was my first attempt at writing anything along the lines of stuffing, but it kind of ended up more like he was already coming down with something. It was on my first attempt at a fic blog- way back when and it got deleted because I didnt know how sideblogs worked back then and goofed. Thought I lost everything, then I found an old disc with a whole whack of it on there.

At the moment I can only find 2 of the 3 posts of the art that inspired it here and here. I’ll link the missing post as soon as I find it.

so um, warnings for vomit, cussing, and over-eating-ish and mentions of drinking. and I also am not editing it because im super lazy so its in the same glory as it was when i posted it years ago (2012 apparently)

2,864 words, apparently.

“Come on people! When I say I want you all mobilized in fifteen I don’t mean in half a damn hour. I mean twenty minutes ago.” Fury fumed over the intercom from his station on scene. His voice bounced off the inside of the transport van and rung through each individual earpiece. “Rise and shine, ‘cause we are in a fucking war against some baddies if you haven’t all noticed. You are my agents and I am expecting you to do your damn jobs at my order.”

“Load of fucking shit,” the sniper agent to Clint’s left mumbled, “two a.m. wakeup call is horseshit. I just finished a mission and got back at ten last night.”

“Yeah, welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D brother, what did you think this was? Day camp?” Clint double checked his packet was still together. He’d read it once they got to their positions, it was too dark inside the van. He shook his head a bit when the other agent went back to fuming. Running on low sleep was nothing, sure the headaches and fuzziness were a pain in the ass sometimes but it’s not hard to get used to. You have to get used to it in this job. Same with messed up schedules on basically everything. They would get an hour tops to set up and get ready for a long haul on their stations.

What he managed to make sense of before climbing in the back of the vehicle through his sleep-fogged mind was that they needed to be ready for anything by three thirty, three forty five at the latest with the other crew up ahead of them set up. He rubbed his face trying to wake up more, must be all the time he’s spent on normal schedule lately, it was causing a real issue. He wasn’t looking forward to the no doubt shitty and militant type food they were all going to have for breakfast within the next hour either. He was getting soft on the new routine of near-normal sleep and actual tasteful food instead of vacuum packed crap made for boosting endurance.

He leaned back to try and get into the mindset for the day. It was going to be a very very long one. Someone mentioned they might be stuck out there until seven that night. By then they’d have relief agents come in to give them a break, but as Hawkeye, well he was probably expected to stay around. Most teams wouldn’t shelf their best shooter if they could help it. He’d probably get a nap in at some stationed area. Though the accidental nap he got on the way there wasn’t something he completely cursed even though he didn’t like the fact of it.

“Alright, come on move out you all got a lot to go over and not much time.” The voice crackling into his ear is what startled him awake, and the hatch of the van swinging open definitely helped make that happen faster. Keeping near silent, everyone filed out and headed into the building while Agent Hill took control of their transport and directed it to their station a little ways away hidden in a different building.

Everyone was handed a pack; filled with the shitty food and bottles of water for their posts, their weapons if they hadn’t brought any and extra ammo and pieces if they did, additional intel for their briefing packages according to pay grade, and some quick hushed instruction to where they were all to be.

Clint took his without a word and made his way to his post. Abandoned, or purposefully emptied, industrial building and the usual sort of interior. Too much moving about would give away his position on the metal catwalk. He had a few windows to observe through and a railing to his back. He dropped his pack as lightly and quietly as he could and set himself facing the railing to observe everyone being dispatched while he read over his briefing package.

Exact sort of thing he expected since they woke him up. Nothing too big, but big enough to require a lot of force if anything went bad. He was given another radio code with instructions to call the other Avengers if things turned too ugly. And it was going to be a long-ass day. No break in sight until afternoon if they were lucky. He ripped open the first package of… well. He opened the first nutritional packet and set to work on it mindlessly while he kept reading and rereading. This was coded, but memorizing it and burning it was always his procedure.

By the fourth read through he was nearly done the second pack. Best to eat as much as he could, as much as he hated it and was off-put by eating at such a strange time after the Avengers got together. Professional agent Clint Barton, code name Hawkeye, sharpest shooter as they came- but totally useless without a sugar rush to start him at this time of night, and hell to deal with if he crashes afterward. Carbs, protein, sugar. The three biggest and most annoying things to eat right now, low on time and rushing to compensate for his mental sluggishness at this hour.

He startled himself with a small belch and nearly dropped everything. He did a quick scan and everything seemed normal. Confused for a second longer as to the origin of the sound, he came to the realization when he hiccupped. Ah. Right. He was eating, and apparently at the speed he was reading if the blooming discomfort in his slightly distended abdomen was anything to go by. He took a swig of the only soda from his pack, no doubt put there as a favor from a very sneaky woman. He let it fizz up in his mouth before swallowing it.

New diet. That’s another thing he reminded himself to update S.H.I.E.L.D on before the next mission. He downed some more soda and let the carbonation work its way back out in a few more small burps. It was definitely a good feeling. He just had to work the rest of the air out before the mission started. No big deal.

“Relax Barton,” He shifted in his new ‘nest’, “nothing you haven’t had to do before. Good to know I can still get mission jitters, heh. Maybe this’ll be fun.” He wanted it to be. He definitely wasn’t expecting this call when he decided to turn in early last night. He tried to tell himself the slight trembling feeling, not that he’d let his hands shake at all if it could be helped, was from nerves. Big man in the world now, sure, but unexpected missions always had excitement to them. Sometimes it left you a little shaken in the best ways. Not that he was sure how good this sort of shaken felt yet, all he could say for certain was that it was strange.

He shrugged his shoulders and straightened out before packing away the left overs and digging out a lighter to burn the paper with. The wind howled a little outside, bringing to his mind the chill of the night.

--

An hour later had him leaning lazily at a windowsill; nothing happened yet that needed his attention or intervention. He kept flitting his eyes about in a restless sort of way, glancing about but never focusing too long and trying to keep that trembling, tingling feeling filling him up at bay. He thought back to the night before, and about being so tired.

“See anything?” Another agent’s voice crackled through his earpiece. He pressed down on his microphone button to reply.

“Not a damn thing,” he drawled, “Anything from your sights?”

“Nothing yet,”

He let up off the mic and sighed. He felt his body buzz again in a wave under his skin and couldn’t help but shake his shoulders trying to get it out. Part of his mind nagged at him with a reminder of feeling distinctly unwell last night.

Drinking. Stark roped us all into it. Thinks just because he has a miracle liver means we all do.

Though it was harder to remind himself of that when he had to shake his shoulders and head again to fight off a wave of fuzziness.

--

It wasn’t for another forty-five minutes, and three updates from Fury himself, until Barton had something to hold his attention. He was crouched low at his post and grabbed at the shirt over his stomach as another wave of pain and sudden nausea shot through him. Sure he’d started idly rubbing his stomach a little earlier; he was getting butterflies was all. Usually something happened by now when they got this many people out that fast. He was getting more nervous the entire time, who didn’t when it came to performance issues? He was still having trouble focusing on the vast nothingness happening today by the time the butterflies started. But now this was throwing him off.

“Any news yet? Getting real bored up here,” he clicked the mic off after and waited.

“Nothing. Should be another hour at most. Getting antsy there, a little flighty? Ha.”

“Ha. Leave the jokes to someone who can handle them, Keith.” He turned down the radio and double checked the microphone was off when he curled up tighter into himself and put his head against the sill as another wave of discomfort washed over him.

Eventually, he had to get back up and in proper position. He felt a bit better after some time elapsed and figured as long as he didn’t over do anything and stayed relatively well hydrated he’d be good enough. He turned the radio back up and opened his water bottle as he slid back into the favored hiding position he found where he could stand full height without being seen. Another hour tops and he’d have something in his sights…

Hawkeye swallowed hard and backed away from his post. This was getting a little ridiculous. He stepped back until the guard rail pressed into his back. He hazarded a quick glimpse over before having to go back to staring at part of the wall to calm his roiling stomach, but his eyes didn’t miss a thing. All S.H.I.E.L.D’s other snipers were still focused at their stations. No other agents or personnel were in the area. He figured it was safe enough to sit down for a little and wait this out. Again.

He dropped slowly and cautiously, trying not to upset anything further, and dropped his legs over the side. He pressed his forehead to the cool metal of the guard rail and tried to focus on breathing evenly. At least if it all went to hell, it would go right the hell off his platform. Damn, even some personal snark wasn’t helping anything.

He shut his eyes tight and willed himself not to moan out-loud. Getting seen and getting heard were two ways to royally fuck up in this job, and now were also two ways to grab unwanted attention and ridicule over his gastric distress. His snaked one arm around the bar running at chest level and pulled his head down to lean heavily on it, holding it for dear life if his whitened knuckles were anything to go by. Clint’s other hand rested lightly on his stomach, too nervous to even try and ease the nausea by rubbing or curling up this time. By how ragged his breathing sounded, even trying to call in now wouldn’t work. His jaw felt glued together anyway, he really didn’t trust opening his damn trap for anything. Static fizzled over his earpiece and some other agents gave short updates.

After a few minutes with no relief Clint resigned that he might just actually lose it here. He shoved the microphone back and double checked it was switched off. Still on the right channel so just in case they did need him it was easy to radio back, he couldn’t back out but like hell he could get up right now. His stomach lurched and gurgled, leaving him coughing a little into his hand to stifle the sound and hopefully to help keep everything down. He felt a rush of stifling heat and sweat beaded on his neck.

Did he mention this was going to be a long-ass night?

“Got someone moving.” Clint perked up as best he could in this situation. Not the best idea, he shuddered and folded forward a bit more. He groped blindly for the water bottle he had been taking sips from to help quell the nausea with until now. He popped it open with his teeth and waited for someone else to give up more information. Nobody would realize he wasn’t looking right now, they’d all be too busy searching their own areas and figuring he was either doing the same or trained on the target already.

“Can’t see them.” Clint groaned aloud, unable to help it. He took another sip from the bottle, but just ended up spitting it out.

“I swear I will never say anything bad about anyone ever again…” he started mumbling to himself disjointedly. Promising things to any deity he ever heard of, cursing them all out.

“It’s the Director. No worries, everyone,” Agent Hill came over the comms. “He and I are double checking parts of the perimeter. The targets shouldn’t be this far back at all.”

“Fuck. Fuck everything and the damn horse it rode in on,” he swallowed hard and tried to ignore the burning at the back of his throat.

“Confirmed. It is Director Fury and Agent Hill.”

Radio silence returned for another stretch of time. Felt like almost another hour. Clint spat down on to the floor below again. Finally giving in to the urge to wrap his arm tightly around his middle, he rocked himself slightly to see if it helped. It did for a small moment. He let out a shaky sigh and glanced back over at the windows where the sun was now creeping up through the clouds of dirt and grime on the glass. He considered moving back a bit and laying down before radioing in his distress, but not before he was sure it was something he could handle. After a few more intense seconds he decided that was the best plan of action.

After about four more seconds his stomach decided that was a stupid idea and he needed to keep his ass very still right the hell where it was. And less than a second after that, Barton was parting with a good portion of his stomach’s contents. There was no elegant or quiet and stealthy way to cover that. He retched. He shut his eyes and shook a little harder after the fact. Resting his head, defeated, on the railing again, he Clint tried to work up the strength and his voice well enough to call it in if someone wasn’t already beating him to it.

“Damnit Barton,” Fury’s voice vaulted up to where Hawkeye was slumped, “What the hell?!”

Clint opened his eyes slowly, he shook a little more in some vague form of terror that filtered through his sickened mind. He scooted back a bit, ignoring the wet dripping of his own vomit onto the floor below. He pulled the mic piece down and flicked it on.

“Sorry sir, Agent Hawkeye reporting,” his voice shook, wavered and cracked a little, but still carried over the radio and down from his nest, “I think I’m a little under the weather.”

“Well no fucking shit.” Agent Hill had retreated a number of steps from Fury and the mess surrounding him. She pulled her clipboard up and started flipping through pages while putting out a radio call for a med truck and a replacement. If he had felt any better, Clint would have laughed at the absurd sight, but unfortunately he was back to fighting to keep down what was left in his stomach. “If you’re gonna do that again I’d like some damn warning.”

All Hawkeye could manage for warning was a quick ‘move-aside’ hand motion before leaning through the gap in the rail again and vomiting once more. By now everyone in the building knew what was going on and were switching radio channels and trying to ignore the sounds of Clint losing it all over the cemented floor.

After a third bout of being sick, Clint was left dry-heaving and limp against the fever-warmed metal. Too shaky to even hold the water bottle that hadn’t left his side today, leaving it to fall below him too when he tried to grab it. Within minutes two medical technicians were helping him down from his nest. He felt so shaky and wrung out he didn’t even attempt to fight them over being taken out on a stretcher. He just laid on his side and curled in on himself as they pushed him past Hill and Fury, who was still cleaning himself up.

“Next time spare us the damn show and call it in before the firework finale, alright?”

“Got it.”

--

[unclescroogie]

100+ FOLLOWERS CONTEST RESULTS!

Thank you everyone who entered! Before I call out the winners, I’m going to call out the answers for all of you who were curious to know!

WHAT IS THE MUN’S MAIN NAME The answer to this one is Stitch. This answer is located in my tumblr description. ‘SkeletalKitsune/Stitch’. I don’t hear people calling me SK or SkeletalKitsune often, hence why it wasn’t an option. Stitch has been a nickname I have had since 2015, one of my friends(someone I still talk to) decided to call me Stitch based on the mun FC I was using at the time and ever since it’s kinda stuck.

HOW LONG HAS THE MUN BEEN RPING? 10+ Years was the correct answer. I don’t remember exactly how long, but I know it’s been longer than ten years and shorter than twenty. The answer to this one is on my blog’s promo. I also bring up this fact whenever someone asks me about my writing, things like ‘how did you get so good’ and whatnot. I also bring it up when people ask me about my ‘no tolerance for bullshit’ attitude. I’ve been doing this way too long to care.

HOW LONG HAS THE MUN BEEN IN THE DUCKTALES FANDOM Since 2003. This answer wasn’t really on my blog, this was something that I have just mentioned in passing multiple times. Now I don’t consider saying you’re ‘in the fandom’ as meaning that you are online and posting your fanart or anything like that. No, I consider being a member of the fandom as someone who likes the series and is open about it and willing to talk about it to others. I started doing that back in 2003 with the original. The original DuckTales has been in my life for a really long time.

WHAT PERSONALITY TYPE IS MY SCROOGE? INTJ. A few weeks ago I made a headcanon post about how I took the Myer’s Brigg’s personality test with my Scrooge, answering how he would. I ended up getting INTJ-T. Ever since then I have been playing Scrooge based off of that type, which isn’t changing much honestly. The only thing I changed to my portrayal is I talked a little more about how little he understood his own emotional scale. I can understand why people got this wrong.

HOW OLD IS MY SCROOGE My Scrooge is a resounding 150 years old. This, at the beginning of the event, was in my threads more than it was in my about. I mentioned it very frequently since I actually found out his somewhat canon birthday of October 1st, 1867. But a day into the event I put it into my about in a small secret update(more on that in my next event). So that’s the note for that.

WHAT IS MY SCROOGE’S BIGGEST FEAR? Fear of Abandonment. This first materialized in a thread with @feathered-riches​, Scrooge commented that one of his worst fears was being abandoned, that he never let’s people get close because of that. To continue on that I officially posted a headcanon about it soon after. He does fear other things, obviously, but he has an awful fear of abandonment due to betrayals and his outlook on life.

WHO DID THE MUN RP BEFORE THIS BLOG? Hidden away in my blogs, there is a little link, a little link that will reveal my old blog. Roland Deschain from Stephen King’s Dark Tower series was my previous muse. AND NOT THE ONE FROM THE MOVIE! THE ONE FROM THE BOOKS! I have a strong disdain for the movie. They botched it so hard. Anywho, the character is very close to my heart and actually bares a lot of similarities to Scrooge. They both share the same MBTI type of INTJ. This was the one question almost everyone missed.

WHAT’S THE MUN’S FAVOURITE ANIMAL? It is a Fox! This is a little more of an inference type question. If you look at my alias it is SkeletalKitsune. If any of you guys know anything about Japanese mythology, a Kitsune is basically a fox. Also if you guys haven’t noticed the mun will post animal videos on occasion, you won’t see any other animals really besides ducks, geese, and foxes. I can’t help myself with those cute fox videos and pictures.

WHAT DISORDER IS MY SCROOGE MOST OFTEN COMMENTED TO HAVE? He is mostly commented to have Insomnia. This doesn’t mean he doesn’t have the other disorders that were mentioned. He certainly does have PTSD and is Bipolar in some respects, but Insomnia is the one I mention the most frequently due to how many threads take place during the night time. Scrooge’s Insomnia stems from his anxiety, this isn’t the type of anxiety that sends him into panic attacks or hinders him too much, although in some cases it certainly can and will. This anxiety he has more has to do with him over thinking and spooking himself, being unable to sit still for fear that he is doing something wrong. He is very conscious of how he affects others, even though he may not see it. Despite this it is Insomnia that is described the most in my threads. He will often be found sitting up late at night with some alcoholic beverage, usually wine or whiskey, and be reminiscing on memories-- usually his time in the Klondike and Goldie. 

HOW MANY DUCKTALES BLOGS DO I RUN AS OF NOW? 3! I run 3 in total. This one, @dimewitch​ which is my Magica, and @klondikequeen​ my Goldie. These can be found all over my blogs. In my promo, in my links, on my relations page, you can find them literally everywhere. While my two sideblogs aren’t nearly as active as this one (RIP Magica) both muses are very much part of my time RPing here. They both also commonly make guest appearances on this blog too!

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE MUN’S PORTRAYAL? 76.5% of you guys said you Loved my Portrayal, giving it the best rating you could! 23.5% of you guys said you Liked It, giving it the second best rating. This is great for me because it means that you guys are enjoying my Scrooge and that there is little that I’m already doing that doesn’t sit right with you guys. If you guys have any comments about why you gave the answer you did, please feel free to tell me! I’m always willing to improve!

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE MUN’S WRITING? 82.4% of you said you Loved my Writing, giving it the best rating! The remaining 17.6% of you guys said you Liked It, giving it the second best rating! This tells me that almost all of you unanimously agree that you enjoy my writing style and that I’m on the right track in my development. If you guys enjoy my writing style than I hope you’ll read my books that I plan to publish soon! If you guys have any comments about why you gave the answer you did, please feel free to tell me! I’m always willing to improve!

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE MUN? 88.2% of you guys gave the maximum rating and said you Loved Them! The remaining 11.8% of you guys said you Liked Them, giving the second best rating! There’s not much I can really say here other than this tells me that I’m doing the right thing as a mun. I’m making you all feel comfortable and safe in our interactions and that you all agree that I’m pretty nice to you all. I do try to take care of you guys, after all chances are I’ve been doing this longer and have more experience, not to mention my blog is the one with the trigger warning in the description. So I feel as though it is my responsibility to make sure everyone is doing well when interacting with me. If you guys have any comments about why you gave the answer you did, please feel free to tell me! I’m always willing to improve!

NOW TO THE RESULTS!

1st place! @intelligent-feathers with 8/10 points! 2nd place! @overprotective-uncle with 7/10 points! 3rd place! Coming out in a tie because their entries happened too close together for me to be able to tell you entered first, @iim-a-pilot and @lcuie-duck with 6/10 points!

CONGRATULATIONS GUYS! Keep an eye on @intelligent-feathers blog to see if they will share the secret prize, they may or they may not.

NOW TO THE HONORABLE MENTIONS: I had to call these people out because they either got questions people normally did not or they got a better score than most people even though they fell just shy of the top 3. First @duckfam, while you did score just above average at a 5/10 (the average was 3/10 by the way) you were still one of the only people to get the previous blog question right! As such you get a call out! Next is @pink-streaks who got a 4/10, just above average, but was also one of the first people to take the quiz!

THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO PARTICIPATED!

If you didn’t win, that’s okay, there will be another event coming up soon for the mun’s birthday! Keep an eye out for it!

[nowonderyouhavedemons]

[Electronic (Chill) / Electro House]

With You, Friends (Long Drive) - Skrillex

“Bye-bye (the song), bye, thank you! I like you, I love you, see you next time - bye! I miss you...”

I rarely do music posts these days, mainly because I made a sideblog for that but also abandoned it and I don’t wanna go back to posting the songs here. That seems annoying and mean. I’m making an exception today though.

Scary Monsters & Nice Sprites came out exactly seven years ago today and I need to acknowledge this and give it tribute because Skrillex and this EP were crucial parts of me getting into EDM as a whole and falling in love with the countless number of subgenres that exist within it. He wasn’t the first electronic artist I got into, nor was anything on SM&NS the first electronic song I fell in love with, but good lord was his work here still a big part of me getting into EDM as much as I have. (Actually I think SM&NS was the first electronic ALBUM I ever bought though.)

If it wasn’t obvious, EDM and all the subgenres in it I adore are a huge part of my life now, up to and including trying my hand at making that style of music myself. This is mainly the stuff I listen to now, and it’s lead to me going to many concerts and raves, meeting awesome people. It’s influenced the clothes I wear, the things I buy, the way I express myself, my emotions, how I vent my anger and frustration and sadness, and has just shaped my life in a lot of ways. It’s helped me create an identity for myself.

All this doesn’t even touch on how Skrillex and this album literally shaped the EDM scene nearly a decade later because he popularized dubstep with some of the songs on this, and people STILL make stuff in this vain today. Like, seven years later, and that signature Skrillex sound (that many did and still bash him for today) directly inspired and influenced THOUSANDS of artist and not only changed trends for what was popular at the time, but changed what many think are the standard in some genres. Like, he’s a pioneer for the modern EDM scene.

So to tribute this awesome piece of work and pivotal release in electronic history, here’s my absolute favourite track from the album. They’re all fantastic, but this one is so much more different from the rest, and is an easy example to demonstrate that Skrillex is absolutely a multifaceted artist.