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explicit-tae · 10 months

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for ungodly hour couple can we have jk flirt with another girl or smth to try and get a reaction out of oc so he can be like "told you youre down bad look how jealous you got" but it backfires bc she flirts w someone else right back but it ends with them fucking anyway and making up 😭🫶

I actually like the idea of that so I'll just make a quick one-shot of it 🤣

ungodly hour

Word Count: 4.297

Warning: jealous reader, jealous jungkook, smut, yelling, kissing, dirty talking, simp jungkook, tsundere reader ofc, 69 position, oral (f/m receiving), spitting, competative jk sigh, face riding, competence kink, cum-swallowing,

“Well, well,” Jimin says as he looks up to spot you. He’s seated inside the college library at a once empty desk before you occupied it. “If it isn’t Y/N.”

You want to roll your eyes at the tone in Jimin’s voice. “In the flesh.” you say.

“What do I owe the unwelcomed visit?” Jimin drops the pen he was using to continue speaking with you.

“Ugh, Jimin, cut the shit.” you place your bag upon the table. “Jungkook told me you like me and us together.”

Jimin snickers. “I enjoy seeing my friend happy, I suppose.” he shrugs.

“I guess that means we’re the same.” you retort.

“I'd like to say you’re more of a bitch with an attitude.” Jimin scoffs.

Your eyes widen, but you don’t want to say what you really want to - you and he would be bantering in the library and kicked out.

You take a deep breath. “I’m going to regret this.” you murmur more to yourself than to Jimin, but the man hears and now he’s intrigued. “I need your help.”

Jimin is in fact intrigued. His attention is fully on you now. “My help?”

You nod.

“What can I give you that you can’t go to Jungkook for?” Jimin snickers.

You don’t answer and noticing, Jimin begins to smirk.

“What do I get out of it?”

You sigh loudly. “What do you want?” you grumble, eyes glaring at the older man.

“First, tell me what you want.” Jimin closes his textbook, finding you here before him more interesting.

You swallow. Your body was feeling hot with nerves.

You hoped Jimin wouldn’t laugh in your face and further humiliate you - or even make it worse by telling Jungkook.

“I want to make Jungkook jealous.” you murmur so low that Jimin has to think hard to see if he’s heard you correctly.

Jimin then begins to chuckle to himself, leaning back into the library chair. “Ah, so he was right when he told me you were jealous.”

You widen your eyes. “He told you that?!” you hiss lowly, feeling your hands clenched into fists.

It was a week prior when it began. You and Jungkook had classes that same day, him being done only an hour before yours ended. He had texted you that he’d be in the dining hall - typical for Jungkook and his near never ending hunger. You’d usually always catch him there with someone - his friends, mostly.

That day, however, it was neither. It was a person you’ve never seen before - a girl.

You recall the way your pace slowed as you caught where he stood, her across from him. He was nodding to something she was saying. It happens suddenly, however, the way Jungkook responds back (inaudible to you) and the girl laughs loudly. You are only a few feet away when you see the way she touches Jungkook’s chest, coming even closer.

Jungkook looks directly behind the girl and his lips form a smile. “Y/N!” he had called your name, nodding to the girl before making his way towards you. Your eyes locked to the girl he was speaking to - the look in her eyes was one you were all too familiar with. “You ready to go?” he asks you and you nodded your head, remaining silent.

“Yes, he did.” Jimin smirks at your reaction. “Said you were snappy the entire time.”

“I was not.” you declare, but you were. After all, Jungkook pursued you for months before you gave him a chance before you ultimately agreed to being his girlfriend. He had to know that was a privilege.

“Sure.” Jimin shrugs at your obvious lie. “Then why are you trying to make him jealous?”

You were beginning to regret coming to Jimin - you didn’t need him going to Jungkook with this. It would just fuel his teasing and that’s not something you wanted.

You didn’t consider yourself to be the jealous type and you didn’t care who Jungkook was friends with - male or female. However, it was the way Jungkook reacted. His mind clicked when you were a bit distant and snappy, and that’s where it began. “You’re jealous.” he says, stopping in his tracks suddenly. You and he were halfway to his car when he made the revelation, eyes wide and soon, a smirk forming onto his lips. “That’s good. That means we’re one step closer to admitting you like me.”

And it didn’t get better. At every given chance, Jungkook would bring up Sia - the girl he was speaking to. “Sia said this ice-cream shop downtown is good. We should go.”, “Sia says this movie was good, let’s watch it together.” and it went on and on until you eventually snapped at him.

Jungkook does it for a reaction - a scoff, a roll in your eyes or even a glare. When you snapped at him, declaring “If you’re going to keep talking about what she likes then you mind as well fuck her.”, it’s disgusting to admit that your tone turned him on - mixed with the angered look in your eyes.

It gets the man going knowing that even you could be jealous. Maybe it wasn’t the right thing to do, but he enjoys teasing you. “You’re so down bad for me, baby. I can see it in your eyes.” he’d say. “You know you’re the only girl for me, Y/N. You don’t have to be jealous.”

“Give him a taste of his own medicine.” you shrug your shoulders. You didn’t want to go into any more detail with Jimin, after all, Jungkook was his friend. He probably already knows enough.

And know enough Jimin does. It was a week ago today when he got a call from Jungkook, asking for advice. “Maybe she’s jealous.” Jimin told him over the phone. “You can be oblivious to when girls are flirting with you.”

“Who? Sia?” Jungkook had scoffed. He hasn’t thought about other girls in months, not since he and you became intimate. “I never knew Y/N could get like that…” Jungkook trailed off, a tone that was all too familiar to Jimin. The younger man was plotting.

“You’re going to make her jealous, aren’t you?” Jimin scoffed. “I don’t think that’s wise.”

“You’re team Y/N now?” Jungkook asked. “I’m not going to flirt with Sia or even be around her. I just want Y/N to admit that she likes me.” he revealed truthfully. “Without me having to fuck it out of her.”

“Does her being with you not mean she likes you?” Jimin furrows his brows. Jungkook could be on the dumb side sometimes and the fact that he had to defend you made him want to gag. But for months it was apparent that you liked Jungkook more than you’d let on - Jimin had to hear it when Jungkook called him nearly in tears when you called yourself “his girl”.

“Stop trying to sound smart, hyung. I just want to hear her say it.” And that’s where it began - each time Jungkook got a reaction out of you, he’d tell Jimin. It was a matter of time before you’d snap - and you did; now sitting before him.

“I see. I help you and you help me.” Jimin leans forward. “Starting with what I want.”

You wait for Jimin to speak, and when he does, you’re left dumbfounded.

“What’s the password to all of the streaming services?”

You blink a few times, trying to register what Jimin said. “That’s…out of everything you can ask for-”

“I need to get back to The Real Housewives.” Jimin waves you off. “Now, passwords before I help you.”

“YNloves97.” you tilt your head.

Jimin rolls his eyes. “I hate simps.” he murmurs, but he writes it down on a sheet of paper before turning his attention back to you. “Now, how far are you trying to go?”

You swallow. “Not that far.” you admit. You couldn’t see yourself flirting with someone else - besides, Jungkook would know you were trying to make him jealous and that would make his head grow even bigger.

“I know my friend, Y/N. If you try too hard, he’s not going to fall for it. You have to be subtle.” Jimin exclaims. “He knows how unapproachable you are.”

“Unapproachable?” you’re taken aback once more at Jimin’s choice of words. “What does that mean?”

“Exactly what I said. You have a resting bitch face and you’ve turned down so many guys that no one wants to approach you anymore. Jungkook is seen as a conqueror for being able to have you.” Jimin states matter-of-factly.

You sigh in defeat because damn was Jimin correct. You recall back when Jungkook and you went on the “picnic-movie-dinner” and he exclaimed how he knows there's guys that want you, but he was the one that had you.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook.

Jimin swallows, a disdainful look in his eyes. “Do you want to hangout?”

“What?”

“Do you…want to hangout?” Jimin repeats, appearing even more disgusted. “It’s part of the plan, trust me.”

“I-I guess.” you murmur, unsure of how this was going to go. But Jimin and Jungkook were best friends and if you were going to trust anyone about your plan, it’d have to be him.

The following week goes by and Jungkook notices a shift.

The most uncommon shift was you and Jimin together. When you had told Jungkook that you couldn’t study with him because you were doing so with Jimin, he had laughed. He assumed it was a joke, until it wasn’t.

Jungkook was fine with it, of course. He wanted you and Jimin to get along.

What Jungkook wasn’t fine with was the amount of times you’d speak of Jimin and how, in your words, “He’s actually fun to be around.”, “I convinced Jimin to listen to this podcast with me while we studied”, “It’s okay, I’ll just ask Jimin.” - and the fact that you were going to someone else for something instead of him was what truly got his blood boiling.

“I invited Jimin, hope that’s okay.” you said, dropping next to Jungkook. You were in the living room of your home, Chaeyoung showering up the stairs and soon joining you and him. It was only a study session - exams coming just around the corner.

“Did you?” Jungkook snickers. “Why?”

“Why not?” you shrug with a short giggle. “Don’t we all need to study?”

Jungkook remains quiet, not wanting to think too much into it.

There was no way he was jealous. Jimin was his friend and there was no reason to be.

But when there was a knock on the door. You had risen to answer it, and that was the cherry on top - the way you hugged Jimin, greeting him with a wide smile.

You hadn’t even hugged Jungkook that way - or even appeared to be happy that he was there. When did you and Jimin grow so close? It wasn’t long ago that you were butting heads over streaming services. Now, the two of you were hugging, your arms wrapped firmly around him.

“Is the plan still on?” Jimin murmurs to you, feeling the burning hole Jungkook is burning through him.

“Yes.” you murmur back. You avoid Jungkook’s eyes, especially when you feel Jimin light tap the low of your back.

Jungkook watches your next move, not taking his eyes off of you. You bring yourself back next to Jungkook on the couch, finally meeting his eyes. He doesn’t say anything to you, only watching with tense eyes.

“I ordered pizza.” Chaeyoung says, almost on cue. Her hair is damp as she comes through. “Should be here in a few.”

You want to laugh at how giddy you feel right now. Jungkook’s reaction. You aren’t going to feel guilty - he started this first.

It was Jimin’s idea after all. “I would rather die than flirt with you.” Jimin snarls. The feeling was mutual. “But Jungkook is a territorial person. He’ll grow jealous of you hanging out with anyone that isn’t him.”

And that’s where it began - the constant “study” sessions that truly had you and Jimin bickering with one another. “I agreed to listen to your murder podcast but watching The Real Housewives of New Jersey is where you draw the line?” Jimin snapped one day.

However, Jimin was correct. He knew Jungkook like the back of his hand and his plan was working smoothly.

A study session always started well and ended with loud chatter and laughs - only Jungkook sulked on the couch, while you, Chaeyoung and Jimin gathered around the low coffee table to eat.

“Here, try this.” Jimin shoves his pizza in your face - it has a variety of toppings on it and you want to gag at the sight of it. You want to shake your head because damn did it look disgusting, toppings nearly falling all over the place, but Jimin eyes widen and he slightly nods.

You open your mouth and take a bite, allowing Jimin to feed you the pizza - and Jungkook’s had enough of watching you and him.

“Y/N doesn’t even like all those toppings.” Jungkook hisses, shoving the pizza away from you. It falls into Jimin’s lap sloppily, and the older man groans.

“Kook, what the hell?” Jimin cleans the pizza from his lap, glaring at his younger friend. “What’s your problem-”

“I think you should go.” Jungkook exclaims.

“No he doesn’t.” you are quick to defend Jimin, and inside you’re screaming, wanting to laugh in Jungkook’s obviously jealous face. “What’s going on with you?”

Jungkook’s taken aback. “Since when are you and Jimin friends?” he hisses, not intending for his voice to be as low. “Jimin’s my friend.”

Luckily you’ve told Chaeyoung the plan, or she would have thought you had two friends fighting for you. She takes a sip of her soda to hide her laughter.

“Please don’t fight over me.” Jimin chuckles. “There’s enough of me to go around.”

“You should be happy that I’m being friends with your friends.” you cross your arms. “Or do you prefer we butt heads?”

Jungkook would prefer you and Jimin to do nothing at all, like before. He hides his remark because in the end, Jimin was his friend and he truly would never accuse anything of him - but he couldn’t help how he feels.

“Can I talk to you in private, Y/N?” Jungkook murmurs, his eyes intense.

Jimin watches as you and Jungkook walk up the stairs and down the hall, not speaking until he hears a door close.

“Turn the TV up.” Chaeyoung says suddenly, taking a bite of her pizza. “They’re going to fuck it out right about now.”

Jimin doesn’t have to be told twice.

“What the fuck are you doing with Jimin?” Jungkook hiss as soon as the door to your bedroom is closed. “And don’t give that mush-mouth shit either, Y/N.”

You shrug. “The same thing you’re doing with Sia.”

Jungkook stops in his tracks. You sit at the edge of your bed with crossed arms.

“Sia?” Jungkook looks at you as if he had no idea what you were speaking of. “Sia?” he repeats.

“Sia.” you mock with a scoff. “Yes, Jungkook.”

Jungkook inhales deeply before exhaling. He tilts his head for a moment, your words repeating in his mind.

“I don’t hang out with Sia. I don’t even talk to her.” Jungkook proclaims, a snarky tone in his voice.

“Sia likes this, Sia does that, Sia goes here, we should go there.” you mock Jungkook’s voice the best you could. “But I watch a little Housewives with Jimin and it’s a problem?” It was a problem, because there was only so much New Jersey you could watch.

Jungkook’s eyes begin to squint, and then widen. It was like a lightbulb went off.

“You were trying to make me jealous. And you had Jimin help you do it.” Jungkook exclaims.

“Did not,” you scoff.

“You did.”

“Not.”

“You always avoid my gaze when you’re lying, Y/N.” Jungkook sighs in relief. He had to hand it to you, you and Jimin were determined - and your plan worked entirely well.

“Fuck you.” you hiss. “Isn’t that what you were doing first?” you quip, now rising to your feet. “Then you lie about it.”

Jungkook’s head snaps towards you. “Lie? About what?”

“Turn the T.V. down!” Chaeyoung murmurs, hearing the rise in your voice.

“Already on it.” Jimin responds.

“You said you don’t talk to Sia which is kinda weird seeing as you seem to know so much about what she likes.”

“You go through all of this instead of admitting you like me, Y/N?” Jungkook begins to laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “You like me. You’re down bad for me just as I am for you.”

You roll your eyes at Jungkook’s words.

“Stop avoiding what I said.”

“I’m not lying.” Jungkook retorts. “Can we admit you’re jealous of Sia-”

“Fuck you and her disrespectfully.” you bellowed, venom laced in your words. You’re even surprised at how it came out.

Jungkook licks his lips. “I only talked to Sia that one time in the dining hall,” he admits. “I…I did lie about everything I told you she said. I never spoke to her after.”

You blink a few times, registering his words.

“What?”

“I just wanted to hear you admit that you were jealous.” now that Jungkook hears himself, his plan sounded stupidly childish. “Admit that you like me-”

“Like you?” you scoff. “You met my parents.”

“Because you were hiding the fact that I wasn’t your boyfriend.” Jungkook shrugs.

“At the time.” you tilt your head. “I’m with you all the time. I watch your nerdy movies-”

“And I watch your serial killer documentaries!” Jungkook defends.

“Exactly.” you wave your hands around. “How could you think I don’t like you when we’re constantly together?”

Jungkook understands that you make valid points, but he was but a man and how was he supposed to feel? “I just want to hear you say it.” he shrugs his shoulders, unsure what else to say. “You only say it when I’m fucking you into oblivion-”

“Okay,” you lift your hand to pause his speech. “please don’t get ahead of yourself there.”

“Just say you like me.” Jungkook steps closer to you, reaching out for you. He has a small smile on his lips. “Just admit that you like me, baby. You’re so down bad for me that you somehow got Jimin to make me jealous of your fraudulent friendship.”

Jungkook’s holding you now, arms embracing you entirely.

“What’s understood doesn’t need to be said.” you murmur, melting into his embrace. You inhale his scent, enjoying the freshly clean scent of his cologne.

“It does.” Jungkook kisses your forehead. He wonders if Jimin told you how he reacted over the phone when you called yourself his girl. It wouldn’t bother him because you know how he feels already.

You roll your eyes. “I…like you.” you say against his chest.

Jungkook pushes you back. “Excuse me?”

“I already said-”

“No, say it again. Without a dick in you-”

You slap his hand from your shoulders. “Oh wow, fuck you-”

“I will.” Jungkook nods erratically. “You can sit on my face until you’re shaking with pleasure, then I’ll fuck you until you’re begging-”

“I like you, Jungkook.” your body heats up at his words and of course, your legs clench for friction. It was as if you and he weren’t just in a disagreement not too long ago. “Ugh, I hate you.” you murmur when you see the smirk forming on his lips.

“Hate that you like me.” Jungkook squeals, far too giddy than he should be. “Take your clothes off, baby.”

“They don’t waste any time.” Jimin snorts, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

“Turn the T.V. up again. Jungkook’s about to fuck some more love confessions out of her.” Chaeyoung warns.

Jungkook’s nails dig into the skin of your thigh, gripping entirely too tight to fight off his nerves. His tongue laps your clit vigorously - with such need. It’s almost like it gave him pleasure by pleasuring you.

Your hands wrap around the length of his cock, pumping up and down slowly - just because you want to tease him. His tongue laps even harder when you begin to pump faster, smothering himself against you.

Jungkook groans, the vibration feeling against your clit. You allow the saliva to pool from your tongue and onto his clit, tightening your grip. You then decide to take him in your mouth, the salty taste of his pre-cum hitting your taste buds.You assure to add more saliva to jerk him while you suckle along the tip.

Jungkook’s hand rubs along your ass then upwards towards your back, He gently bites your thigh. “You’re so good, baby…”

Jungkook presses a kiss against your clit before he continues on his assault upon your clit. You want to tell him to stop - you were supposed to be pleasuring him, too, but Jungkook always made things harder. Naturally, Jungkook was competitive, and it was as if he was competing to see who would cum first.

And with the way Jungkook now adds his fingers, pumping entirely just as fast as his tongue suckles on your clit - you were going to lose.

You take Jungkook into your mouth fully, his tip hitting your throat. Jungkook twitches, and that’s when you know you had it. You lay your tongue flat, continuing to suck him fully. You were just as stubborn as Jungkook was, and now it was a game to see who was going to win - even if you’re certain you’d just become submissive like always and allow him to take control.

Jungkook’s groaning against your pussy now, trying everything in him to not lose (lose a battle that should have never started), but you were slurping him entirely too good for him to not want to.

“J-Just cum, already.” you cave, his cock popping out of your mouth, saliva dripping down the corner of your mouth.

“You first.” Jungkook huffs. “Ride my face.”

“Fuck…you…” you groan, but you do as Jungkook asks. Your hips begin to roll, clit grinding against Jungkook’s tongue.

Jungkook keeps his hands permanently on your ass, allowing you to take control of your orgasm. He’s satisfied that you’ve decided to cave, his competitive nature satisfied. Now, all you have to do is cum.

You bite your lip to suppress a loud moan - Jimin and Chaeyoung were just downstairs. But you were going to cum on Jungkook’s tongue like he intended, not understanding how you yet again lost the battle against Jeon Jungkook.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook.

Jungkook moans against your clit, a low whine releasing from your sweet lips Your thighs are quivering as you are coming to your high, eyes fluttering close and your head hanging.

You fall against your bed with a sigh. You needed to catch your breath.

“My pretty girl.” Jungkook smiles down at you, now hovering above you. “Are you hungry?”

“Shut up.” you scoff.

Jungkook’s smile doesn’t falter.

“I was watching porn earlier.” you began. “I want you to fuck my breasts.”

Jungkook chokes at your words, flushing red. “What-”

“Put your dick between my breasts,” you begin, speaking slowly. “and fuck them.”

Jungkook quickly nods, already feeling the familiar throb in his cock.

“You’re so good for me, Y/N.” Jungkook speaks.

“Put it in my mouth first.” you instruct. “So it can be lubricated.”

Jungkook groans but nods. You suck on his cock for a moment before popping it out of your mouth. Jungkook then hovers above your breast, gulping.

Jungkook moans, pressing your breast together as he begins to thrust. Your tongue dips out so you could lick the tip of his tip each time he thrust forward.

Both of Jungkook’s thumbs rub along your nipples, his thrusting becoming faster. You're so beautiful and Jungkook would never get tired of saying it. He’s never thought about fucking your breast, but now as he’s doing so, he can’t imagine not doing it again.

You had to admit watching Jungkook fuck your breast was hot - but that was also because Jungkook was hot. There’s sweat lining his forehead and his lips are forming a small ‘o’ shape. Maybe this is what Jungkook felt like when he was pleasuring you - it was because of you that Jungkook was appearing in pure ecstasy.

“You really do like me, baby.” chuckled Jungkook deeply. His fingers twist your nipples. “I can’t believe you’d thought I would ever be interested in that girl.”

You hum, glad that Jungkook didn’t say her name.

“You know you’re the only girl for me, baby.”

“You can cum in my mouth.” you moan, opening your mouth wider and poking your tongue out.

Jungkook grumbles with a shake of his head. His thrusts become even faster, sloppier. His hands grip your breast entirely in his palms. “My pretty girl,” he pants. “so, so pretty. So good for m-me…” Jungkook’s voice cracks, twitching as he cums.

Jungkook’s cum hits your tongue - warm, salty and great. It’s an abundance, so much cum that a bit drips down your chin. You swallow, licking your lips.

Jungkook falls next to you, legs twitching with ecstasy. He swallows the lump in his throat. He brings you closer to him, kissing your lips entirely.

“My pretty girl.”

“Ugh,” you groan. “I hate simps.”

Jungkook allows you to fall against his chest and it rumbles as he laughs. “You’re so down bad for me, Y/N. It's so obvious now.” he teases. “I’ll fuck another confession out of you later.”

You slap his chest, but the throbbing between your legs is evident that you were anticipating his words to be true.

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pikapeppa · 4 months

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Hello again! I've got a question for you and I don't think this one will require a full tutorial like the last writing question I asked you 🤣 I know you often juggle multiple fanfics. I'm curious about how you juggle them! Do you focus on one chapter for one fic at a time, do you hop back and forth between fics whenever inspirations strikes, do you alternate or otherwise have any kind of structure you impose on yourself with multiple longfics in progress? I'm currently juggling two longfics, a sequel to my first longfic (Thanks again for all your tutorials that helped me complete that one!!!) plus some pwp oneshots along with the series, and an AU featuring the same pairing.

I'm writing my sequel and the oneshots in past tense and the AU present tense (Don't ask me why I did that to myself 🤣) so when I try to hop back and forth I often get my tenses mixed up. So I've been only focusing on one at a time and alternating them. But I feel like my updates are sparse because of it! I might be updating every 2 weeks, but that means each fic is only getting an update once a month.

I realize I don't owe anyone updates more frequent than I can manage, but I'm all about working smart, not hard. I'd love to hear what works for you in juggling multiple fics!

As always, you're a hero, an inspiration, etc, etc. Thanks for putting your incredible writing into the world and for sharing your methods with the rest of us to make writing seem less overwhelming!!!

Hahahaha so you’re asking this excellent question at a strange time in my writing life where I’m starting to get a little burnt out by my current fic series, and I’m considering whether I need to shift my own writing practices/habits… so this might end up being a longer and more rambly/less helpful answer than you were hoping for. 🤣 And I’ll put it beneath a cut to save everyone’s dashes!

When I’m juggling more than one fic, which is most of the time, my decisions for which one(s) get prioritized basically comes down to this: I work on whichever fic(s) has me the most jazzed at any given time. If I’m equally fired up about more than one fic, I’ll focus on both of them pretty equally, and if there are any additional fics, they’ll get attention when the mood strikes. Sometimes, like when I was juggling Lovers In A Dangerous Time and Where The Winds Of Fortune Take Me, this ended up meaning that each fic got a chapter (or more) every week, because I was equally excited about both fics. But when I was writing for Horizon Forbidden West last year, the fic that got attention fluctuated more depending on where my libido mood lay: I started with my favourite boy Drakka, then got sucked into fleshing out my Kotallo fic while the Drakka fic took second-fiddle for a bit, so I was only adding to it whenever the mood struck. When my Kotallo fic was done, I hyperfocused on the Drakka fic again until I got the idea for my post-Burning Shores Kotallo/Aloy AU, and then for a solid 4-6 weeks, that fic was the only thing I was writing while my beloved Drakka patiently awaited my attention again. 🤣 So there’s no single formula I stick to when it comes to juggling fics; what it really comes down to is that I’ll focus on whichever fic(s) I’m the most jazzed and excited to write.

Now here’s the thing. At first blush, this might sound obvious; of course I’m working on the fic(s) that I’m the most fired up and excited about. That’s what we fic writers do, right? We’re doing this for the love of the story, in our own time, for free, and we don’t owe anyone anything, so of course we write whatever we personally are most excited about, right?

Not always. For me personally, I’ve gotten into a habit over the years of holding myself to personal deadlines. If I don’t publish at least one chapter of something every week, I feel like a failure or a slacker, or like I'm disappointing my readers. And if I’m working on more than one fic equally, like I’m doing right now with Astarion and Halsin, I feel like a failure if I haven’t put out a chapter for both fics each week.

This is not a good habit. It’s not a nice way to think about my own writing, and it’s not nice to myself to hold myself to this kind of standard. The reason I mention this is that you mentioned concerns that your updates are getting sparse because of the alternating, so I can see that you’re starting to get into the holding-yourself-to-deadlines habit — and I can speak now from experience that this is a mindset that you don’t want to get entrenched in, if you can avoid it, because it’s starting to make me feel bad about myself as a writer for literally no good reason.

I get the idea of wanting to work smarter, not harder. But when it comes to fic writing, I worry that the smarter-not-harder attitude is a symptom of hustle culture, of trying to get more done in less time -- and I can’t lie, that worries me a little, because fic writing is a labour of love in the truest sense of the word. It is work, hard work sometimes, and it takes time and passion, and I worry that aiming to hit update deadlines will take away from the reasons that you started doing this in the first place. I genuinely think that the best and healthiest way to think about this is that you — and I! — should focus on the story/stories that you are the most excited about. If you’re loving all three of your fics equally, then alternate between them! Don’t beat yourself up for mixing the tenses (it happens, it’s a whole ass mood 🤣) or for the updates being sparse! Just work on what sparks joy, and enjoy the creative journey! Importantly, importantly, you do not owe updates to anyone, including to yourself, so the joy of the writing really should be the focus.

I hope this doesn’t come off as being too preachy; if it is, just chalk it up to me telling these things to myself as much as I am to you. 🥰🙏

I honestly have no idea if this is helpful, but maybe it’ll be a little insightful? And if anything, maybe you can be encouraged by the fact that your heroes are flawed and fallible too! Or maybe it’ll be a disappointing ‘don’t meet your heroes’ thing hahahaha. But I hope not. 🤣💀

— all the love and support from your friendly neighbourhood Pika! xoxo

#pikapeppa talks #fanfic writer's life #fic writing #fanfic writing #pikapeppa writes

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sillyrabbit81 · 8 months

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Ohhhhh Any and all information on number 1, of course.

And then number 2 and 8, if you don't mind.

I read Sherlock and I was like 'yay'. Then I saw 'shy' and I went 'awwww'. Then I saw 'sex worker' and I almost fainted... So... jdfkjdfksldkfjsf

Okay so I'm going to just go straight under a cut and get into it.

The Brotherhood... Well its a damn saga... There are about 5 titles in my docs with some variation of TFWB Ch 18 because I have rewritten the start so many times. But I think I have finally settled on a beginning, I have an ending of the chapter written... just need to get the smut out but that is a where the real struggle begins.

Here's a sneak peek: (still rough and not completely edited)

Apparently, a handshake wasn’t enough for Sy and he drew Marshall into a tight hug, of which I was in the middle of. I had not expected to be in a Brother sandwich tonight. The idea struck me as both immensely funny and yet arousing. I bit my lip as I turned my head back into Sy’s chest and tried to focus on not laughing and not how fucking amazing it felt to be held by both men. My thoughts went back to the first night I had met the Brothers, to that dingy, cheap motel room and the shower with shitty water pressure. Back to my first sexual feelings about the Brothers. At the time, the thoughts were fantasy, I never actually thought that’s what I would ever want. But now… All too quickly Marshall took a step back. I didn’t like that. I didn’t want that. I reached blindly behind me and found Marshall’s arm, I gripped it tightly and wrapped it around my waist before I snaked a hand around both Brother’s backs. For a moment both Brothers were frozen in place. I wanted so badly to know what they were thinking, but I couldn’t make myself lift my head and meet their eyes. So I just held them tight to me, Sy’s chest against my chest, Marshall’s chest pressed against my back. The silence dragged on, neither moved for what felt like forever, I don’t think either of them took a breath.

Number 2 is an ask from my milestone game from nearly a year ago... I have so many of those to do and I feel terrible about how long its taken me. It's also had a few iterations, and is really only in point form, but its about a woman who Sherlock met on a case and she made him pay her for her time. He keeps coming back to her with more questions and she starts to suspect that he doesn't actually need to know the answers to the questions and that he might to be too shy to admit he'd like to use her services... its not completely fleshed out yet.

Number 8 is basically the old trope of being caught breaking rules and being busted by August and he makes a bargain with you to keep his silence... Its also not very fleshed out on paper, only a few paragraphs and disjointed dialogue, but its a common fantasy in my head 🤣

I don't know if its what you expected, but yeah, thats what I've got.

❤️ Rabbit

#ask sillyrabbit81 #raccooneyedrebel #wip game

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ontheroad-again · 7 days

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💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?

🐇 Do you write for yourself, for others, or both?

🌻 How often do you read your own fics?

📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?

MSec: Less Henry and Elizabeth and the kids and more perspectives from the staff!!! Nadine especially (obviously), but all of them, really. I think one of the (many, many) things The West Wing got right was giving every senior staff character enough screen time to be fully fleshed out from day one, and MSec really didn’t do enough of that. There’s a reason why people love The Seventh Floor and a couple other more staff-centered episodes so much–those felt like watching the gears turning in the State Department instead of “Perfect Married Couple Agonize Over Problem Child of the Day.” I think that’s part of why I write so much Nadine, Blake, and Jay—everything outside of H/E seems to be lacking in quantity both in canon and fandom writings.

Also, the obvious: Have Nadine stay through the end. The show was really a shell of itself within a season of her exit and I don’t think they ever really made up for that.

Cheers: Lilith’s exit from Cheers. I understand the need to write her out because Bebe was leaving, but a) there were so many other ways to do that and b) the eventual divorce would still have been believable without Lilith having an affair. And if nothing else, I find it completely out of character that she would leave Frederick to do so.

🐇 Do you write for yourself, for others, or both?

50/50. I am guilty of pouring all of my own issues and feelings onto characters in order to process them, so in that regard, I largely write for myself. In fact, I had written a significant amount of MSec fics (and West Wing fics, actually) for four years before I decided to post anything—I really just love the writing process, plus it was like a strange form of journaling for me 🤣 But I’m glad I started posting fics, because it has been very fun to write for others as well and hear people’s thoughts about my writing and what they enjoy in stories. (Yay for external validation 🤣) And having an audience, no matter how small, definitely makes it much easier to motivate myself to keep chipping away at a story chapter/topic that is proving difficult for me to get past for whatever reason.

🌻 How often do you read your own fics?

Fairly regularly. I feel as though when I write multichapters I sometimes lose the style, cadence, rhythm, etc. that I work very hard at getting right in my one-chapter character study/theme-based pieces. So I’ll often return to fics like Lua, March, Doomsday (usually the slightly longer one-chapter ones) and reread them to reset my brain back to focusing on rhythm and the natural crescendo of whatever piece I’m currently writing.

📗 Do you want to write something outside of fanfiction? If so, what about?

Yes!!! I want a career that involves writing in some form—no idea what that will be yet, but that is the goal! I write songs and prose-poem type things in my free time already, and I have a couple of partially finished book drafts lying around, especially one that is on hold currently because I am about to have zero free time for the next two months. And I love essay-type writing too–it’s almost always my favorite part of school and I would not at all mind getting to write essays or formal papers for part of work someday.

Thank you for the ask! :)

#madam secretary #cheers tv #asks #my fics *

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lipglossanon · 6 months

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thank you for keeping me anonymous <3333333

i bring forth ideas i can’t seem to flesh out past the ~just vibes~ stage that have been in my notes for weeks so if any of these inspire you feel free to use them i just don’t want them to be wasted

real dad leon walking in on you masturbating in the shower

the krauser x leon thing had me thinking of step bro leon making you come downstairs and he lets his friends use you while he watches and instigates or like a more fucked up version of truth or dare but it just involves him and his friends using you

cat hybrid reader being held face down in the bed with leon’s hand in the back of neck to immobilize her like a normals cats scruff does so whenever he wants to get his dick wet he just manhandles her until he can grab the back of her neck and make her do what he wants her to

- 💀

(i had one of real dad leon and lactation kink and him being like “it reminds me of when your mom had you” but i wasn’t sure how weird that would be also shapeshifter/wendigo leon and just fluff,,, i know that’s not like me but imagine like sexual fluff,,, just you two scrolling through pictures for him to replicate/shift in to whether it happens to be tentacle dildos shapeshifter leon with a tentacle dick has been on my mind since november or like a really soft fluffy sheep, i think he would like being petted or brushed- back to the tentacle dick thing,,,,, octodick. i will not elaborate but i think of it like a propeller hat or uno, fun for one or to eight people at a time)

💀 anon, hiya!! 👋

And of course! I would’ve either met in languish in my inbox or deleted it before I ousted you to the masses 😆

And you can bring me any and all ideas!! If I don’t get a chance to use them maybe someone will!!

Ahh real dad walking in is such a good fic idea!!! 👀 and it would be easy to write ✍️ so maybe… 🤔 🤭

AGAJGL mean Leon tricking you into letting him and his friends run a train on you 🫣 I’ve thought about something similar with stepdad Leon but couldn’t really get my thoughts pieced together lmao 🤣

Poor kitty! 😂 I could see that being a dark stepdad Leon thing too; you think you’ve been on your best behavior but Leon is just in a mood so he’s grabbing you up by the scruff and pinning you down so he can fuck his aggression out 🥴 🥴 and honestly now it’s Pavlovian anytime he touches your neck you just get wet 😵‍💫

Ugh 😩 lactation kink!!!! I’ve really been meaning to write another one. They’re so hot 😌

Wendigo Leon and fluff??? 🥹 he would be such a sweetie for real! He likes how it makes you all soft for him so he’ll go the extra mile 🤭 AHSKGBL no but that’s such a good idea!!! He likes to try out different dicks with you just cause it makes you into such a mess 😵‍💫 😵‍💫 and octodick sounds insane ngl 😜

I truly do love seeing you in my inbox 💀 anon!

#ask box #💀 anon #lipglossanon #lipglossanswers #leon s kennedy hcs

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anonwyvern · 7 months

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3, 11, 17, 18, 19 for Cross (and Evelyn if you’re feeling froggy lol) from this ask list 👀👀

Ooooh! My main idiots! Yessssssss I shall answer for both 🐸

3. How did you choose their name?

Evelyn: I was (and am) obsessed with the movie The Mummy (1999) and loved Rachel Weisz’s character and wanted to be her so bad when I was a kid that I wanted my name to be changed to Evelyn 🤣

Cross: oh man, quick backstory time. I had an OC for a fantasy story I was writing when I was a teen and had the main anti-hero name be Krahs. Dunno where it came from, I think I shortened it from a longer variation. Eventually scrapped the story but kept the name around for a Charon/FLW fic I wrote (all 122k of it that I never posted oooof) and there was a random ghoul OC I had that carried the namesake of Krahs (pronounced Cross). The spelling of the name itself didn’t really fit his character, and as I was working his personality I was also playing the reboot of Tomb Raider at the time. I came up with this idea I really liked how Croft sounded, so very one-syllable, but didn’t necessarily want it as his name, and then BAM- Cross came to be. I personally love and think it suits him very well…but he does actually have a ‘real name’ that won’t be revealed till the finale of my Fallout series.

11. Did you know what the OC’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?

For both of them, yes. Cross was always a womanizer, and Evelyn was an OC ship I had with Charon. They both actually weren’t supposed to be a pairing together originally, but their chemistry worked so well they’re now my main pairing.

17. Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story?

Evelyn: Being a twin. It sort of made for a weak plot point in the beginning, but I’ve tweaked things and made it work much better now.

Cross: Being a good painter. I scrapped this entirely, since it didn’t really make much sense for his character and felt way too random.

18. What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC?

Evelyn: Hmm. I can’t say anything, really. I’ve had her fleshed out for some years now, and while I’m definitely getting to explore her more ‘youthful’ nature in my Charon/FLW fic, they’re elements I’ve had for a while.

Cross: He used to play baseball Pre-War. Nothing professional, but he was on the high school team and absolutely dominated the field when playing with the town’s amateur league on Saturdays. Definitely felt like a better fit for him. Plus I have the urge to paint him in a snuggly fitting baseball uniform 😈

19. What is your favorite fact about your OC?

Evelyn: She’s a freaking superhuman (in MoTC at least). Love the trope of scarily strong unsuspecting women that can kick total ass and bring entire buildings down. Felt very Mary-Sue at first, but then I gave zero fucks and now I unabashedly love it.

Cross: Ooh, I’m gonna be lame and cringe af and say I don’t have one as I love his character as a whole. I’ve put a lot of time and writing into fleshing him out for the past few years, and he’s come a looooong way from being a minor character (and getting killed off very quickly) to being my main goon that carries the entire series on his shoulders. He’s a charismatic, badass, bounty hunting ghoul merc with a foul mouth and questionable moral compass (and a total lovey sap for his wife) and I’m looking forward to completing his story and then rewriting him in new ones.

#thanks for the ask Void!#OC: Cross #OC: Evelyn #this was fun!!#I’m afraid I could never shuddup about these two 🥴

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newx-menfan · 2 years

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Finally got a name for the new X-23 villain….Haymaker, Jordan Gastin!

Truthfully I would have rather had the Hooded Woman return… I am kind of tired of Kimura drama at this point and I have a feeling this character will probably be similar to “X24” from the Logan film or the male clones featured in “Orphan Black”…

I do wonder if *they has some sort of connection to Julian… since the suit LOOKS like Hellion’s color scheme and the Facility already made “Predator X” from Cessily…so why not make a clone of Julian? Also…the idea of Julian essentially getting a “Madelyn Pryor” is just too HYSTERICAL to pass up for me 😂🤣🤣🤣

I would actually LOVE it if Haymaker is connected to Kimura’s backstory- the bit about Kimura’s grandmother was always interesting in NXM and I always wished KYOST had tried to flesh her out more as a character… (I always thought it would have been interesting if Kimura worked as a handler for the facility because she had been protecting her grandmother…)…but I don’t know if Schultz will dig too much into Kimura’s origin story…

Overall I am kind of “meh” on the first look at the new villain…but maybe Schultz will change my mind!

Edit- *it appears Jordan is non-binary and uses they/them pronouns, my mistake!

#x23 #x 23 #laura x23 #Laura Kinney #Haymaker #Jordan Gastin #Kimura #x men #Marvel #Erica Schultz #Deadly genesis #X23 Deadly Genesis

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destinyc1020 · 8 months

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Hey! Hope the New Year has been going well 😊. Wanted to throw my two cents in about MJ in Hoco vs NWH. In Hoco, I don’t think she was mean, just extremely guarded, didn’t take any shit, and kept to herself…but towards the end, she was made captain and was a little less guarded. By NWH, she had Peter and Ned, and was more open…but that bite was still there. I really hope they flesh out her character more, though. My issue was more so with the jump in Peter and MJ’s “feelings”. From all about Liz in Hoco, to crushing hard on MJ at beginning of FFH…to serious love in NWH (when looking at the short span of time). But, it was still adorable lol

Wanted to throw my two cents in about MJ in Hoco vs NWH. In Hoco, I don’t think she was mean, just extremely guarded, didn’t take any shit, and kept to herself…but towards the end, she was made captain and was a little less guarded.

But see, this is what I mean by bad character development in these films.

WHY was she guarded in the first place? HOW did she really come to be less guarded? Since we don't really get any background info on MJ in the first place (since they're too busy trying to hide her real TRUE identity from us the entire film 😒) we don't really understand the reasoning behind her behavior.

I mean, she would randomly give Peter the middle finger. You don't think that was kinda mean?? lol 😅🤣

Like, without any context, we don't know what her problem is. Yea, she's a teenager and had a secret crush on Peter, so I'm sure that was part of it lol (maybe she didn't know how to deal with her feelings of a crush at that time), but it just would have been nice to have seen more about her in the first film, especially seeing as how she becomes a big huge part of Peter's life (esp romantically) in the franchise.

My issue was more so with the jump in Peter and MJ’s “feelings”. From all about Liz in Hoco, to crushing hard on MJ at beginning of FFH…to serious love in NWH (when looking at the short span of time). But, it was still adorable lol

THANK YOU!! 😅 That's always been a gripe of mine with the FFH film.

I STILL hold to the idea that MJ should have been just a "quirky", cynical friend of Peter and Ned's, and someone who had a secret crush on her friend Peter....even while he's meanwhile crushing on Liz.

To me, THAT would have been much better character development because then Peter and MJ's friendship-to-more story arc would have made way more sense.

It would have also allowed more character development, more dialogue btwn Peter and MJ in the first film, and him falling for her would have made WAY more sense.

But....alas.....Here we are lol... Can't go back and change the past! 😅

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dreadreflection-if · 2 years

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Quick question are you aware of a dnd magic item called the ring of spell storing just in case you don’t know it’s a ring were a spell caster could store a spell then they could give it to non-spell castors to use a spell

So imagine the chaos ensued if a necromancer MC gives these rings to their undead servants and store all the rings with fireballs

🤣 I hope you don’t mind, anon, but the thought of this was too funny - I had to write it out.

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“We need to talk,” E declares, falling into step beside you as you search the misty graveyard. Their voice is determined - the one they use when they’re preparing for an argument. On your other side, Noel silently appears with a glint in their eye - never a good sign.

“About what?” you ask, though you already know the answer. You’ve been subtly trying to avoid this conversation for weeks. It’s unfortunate the suspect of your current case decided to flee to such a deserted location - it’s given your companions the opportunity they needed to strike.

“Your servants,” Noel states plainly, confirming your fears. “They are becoming a liability.”

Before you can begin to protest, E interjects. “There’s nothing wrong with using whatever spells you want! We just think it’s gotten a bit… excessive.”

“I don’t think so,” you pout.

Noel gives you a blank stare. “They nearly burnt our wagon to a crisp last week - as well as the entire forest around it. Is it truly necessary for them all to cast Fireball?”

“That was an accident! And they took care of all the dire wolves, didn’t they? They’re useful!”

“They are a menace to society,” she replies.

“…Uriel likes them,” you grumble petulantly. You know that might be proving their point, but you feel you have to defend yourself somehow.

“Look,” E begins, placing their gauntleted hand on your shoulder. “We aren’t saying to get rid of them. All we’re asking is for you to rein them in a little. Maybe cut back on the explosions.”

“Absolutely cut back on the explosions.”

Two sets of eyes stare at you expectantly, one pleading and the other exasperated. This is exactly why you wanted to avoid these two - their combined pressure is suffocating.

“…I suppose I could do that,” you acquiesce, and watch as E’s face lights up with a bright smile.

“That’s great!” they exclaim, relief palpable. “Even though your zombies aren’t here right now, I was still kind of worried about being set on fire.”

“About that -“ you begin to say, but a guttural howl drowns out your words. A hulking monstrosity of flesh and bone bursts out of the crypt just a few yards away, oozing both blood and malice. Your runaway suspect, you assume.

E immediately brandishes their shield - physically blocking you from the creature’s sight - while Noel tightens their grip on the handle of their cane, poised and ready. Before either can make a move, however, they both go rigid with shock - though not because of the creature.

You imagine they weren’t expecting the sound of half a dozen spells dissipating to fill the air.

“…What.”

“MC, no - “

“I can explain!” you frantically shout as your undead servants materialize around you.

“You gave them invisibility spells?!” Noel splutters. You believe this may be the most emotion they have shown since you met them.

“I thought it was a good idea! Then they could come with me wherever I go!”

“Belenus’ balls,” is all E says, their face white.

“There were still some slots left in the rings,” you try to explain. “What was I supposed to do, just let them go to waste?”

“Yes.” Noel grits out, fuming. You think you hear something sounding suspiciously like ‘incorrigible idiot’ muttered after, but it’s too quiet to tell.

“It could be worse,” E supplies, trying to be optimistic. “At least it wasn’t the other spell!”

Their smile fizzles out when they see the look on your face.

“Run, now,” Noel orders, immediately sprinting away from the scene. E is quick to sweep you into their arms and set off behind them. The explosion of fire that follows a few seconds later is near cataclysmic - the heat sweltering even dozens of feet away. Your ears are still ringing when E eventually lowers you to the ground, the three of you (plus six singed zombies) surveying what used to be the graveyard - now reduced to a burning, smoldering ruin.

“Well,” you say brightly when the incredulous silence becomes uncomfortable. “Whatever that was, it’s definitely dead now!”

E mumbles a prayer beside you, and you can almost physically feel Noel rolling their eyes. Your zombies continue to stare dead-eyed into the distance, uncaring of the terrible destruction they just wrought.

“Like I said earlier,” Noel deadpans, giving your servants a wary look while smoke rises in the distance. “A menace to society.”

This time, you’re not sure it’s the zombies they are describing.

#ask the mists #mc #ro #ch: the executioner #ch: e. blackbourne #ch: the donjon #ch: noel laurier #scenario #dread reflection #kind of nervous to post this one 🫣#ty for the ask anon 😊

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Hi! Hope you’re having a lovely day. I wanna ask you some advise. So I want to start writing fanfic but I don’t really know how to start? Is there anything you would advise. I have it in my head but can’t flesh it out

heyyy, how you doing?? thank you for asking me! is this my guru moment? (just kidding 🤣)

I'm going to list a few things that help me get going with the writing.

but first, I gotta say — being part of a creative environment really helps, my writing improved a lot since I first joined the writers room, so having a safety net might help you as well.

to the tips now:

Plan your fic! maybe doing a outline will help. I'm actually planning a Season 1 rewrite and I'm outlining it using days as my base.

If it's a long, chaptered fic, I recommend deciding first your BIG plot points. then, the minor plots with the side characters and all. that way you can slowly choose what happens in each chapter.

not everyone likes outlining tho, so you do you!

build your main character. it helps to decide how they will respond to the situations you'll put them through and also will create a connection with them. right now I have a MC that I'm really invested to and the result was a fucking good scene that I'm really proud of.

I usually have a playlist going while writing. why? well, it helps me to feel the vibes. which means that I have a go to playlist for everything. fluff, smut, certain fics, characters.

I also listen to the rain background while writing. I love the sound of rain and it helps me focus. brown noises are also a blessing.

Pomodoro Timer. there's a website for it and it's just the best thing ever. if you don't know the pomodoro technique, it basically works like this:

25 min of focus / a short break (5min) — after 4 cycles of 25 min, you have a long break (15 min).

IT'S GREAT! keeps me productive.

OneLook Thesaurus. Suzi told me to use and oh my god is the best thing ever. especially when you're me and English is not your first language.

also write that idea down. you won't remember it tomorrow. believe me.

I hope that helps you with your fic! please tell me when you have something out, I'd love to read it!!!

if anyone has something to add, please do so!

#askask #anon #writing tips

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teawiththegods · 2 years

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Going to your discussion of Hades and Zeus and mythology. It really rankles me that people turned Persephone into a #girlboss and rewrite the story so she chooses to go to the underworld. I understand for some it’s a way to justify enjoying Hades and Persephone as a couple. Even with that understanding, I still don’t like it. Guess what? You don’t have to have a rewritten, morally correct story to validate your enjoyment of something. Especially when it comes to the Theoi. Idk part of me just doesn’t really understand the struggle of that. Like why is it so difficult to take the myths the way they are, accept them, examine them yes, but still accept the myths in their entirety. Maybe it’s all the new reimaginings and popularity of LO in particular that has my feathers ruffled but. It makes me want to go deeper into privacy about worshipping Hades and Persephone. - scytheandseed

You don’t have to have a rewritten, morally correct story to validate your enjoyment of something.

I think you hit the nail on the head with that line. Personally I think this is at least one of the core problems. I’ve noticed this issue with media and storytelling in general even outside of Greek Mythology. People, especially the younger crowd, have an aversion to liking morally ambiguous or just straight up immoral characters. They often go to great lengths to either again absolve the character of their sins or put the blame on another character (sound familiar??). This is why redemption arcs are so popular nowadays. People want their favorite character to receive the Zuko treatment believing it’ll give them permission to like the character. But stories don’t work that way and neither do fully fleshed out real characters. Not everyone is deserving of a redemption arc nor do they need one. As someone who LOVES villains (esp badass women who want nothing more than to watch the world burn) I’m quite happy with them the way that they are thank you very much!

But it all def echoes back to the good vs. evil rhetoric of Christianity. It’s why a lot of people have a hard time with The Iliad. They can’t wrap their heads around the idea that there IS NO good guy or bad guy. They are all just dumb guys fighting their dumb war. (Yes, it hurts me to say but Patroclus and Hector are included 😢). But so often you see Agamemnon framed as the “evil” one and Achilles as the “good” one despite the fact that Achilles did PLENTY of awful things. ITS WAR! They all do awful things but you know only one of them was gay and pretty so clearly he’s absolved of his sins. Agamemnon, did you try being gay and pretty?? Maybe if you were gay and pretty everyone would look the other way with Iphigenia like they did with Briseis. Or how about getting a dog? Idk something about a guy with a dog makes people want to forget about all your misdeeds. Just a suggestion. Still gonna cheer when your wife murders you in the bathtub tho so maybe it doesn’t really matter 🤷🏻‍♀️

Writing all that sarcasm made me think how another issue is the romanticizing of these relationships. Like I understand it more when it comes to Achilles and Patroclus considering how lacking we🌈 are of stories about us and our love however removing or ignoring unsavory aspects of Achilles (and even Patroclus bc he WAS a participant in all of this) is a complete disservice to him as a character and the story as a whole. You have to take the bad with the good, babes. The same goes for Hades. If you’re gonna take the myth literally than you have to accept that your homeboy saw a 12 year old girl thought “yeah gotta have that”, asked Big Poppa for permission, and then took her once he got it without any care or concern for Persephone or Demeter’s feelings. That’s just the reality. I don’t make the news I just report it!

Psssst…the solution is to not take the myths literally!!

Anyway, lots babbling from me (I blame the Covid tho it’s likely not the Covid 🤣) and I didn’t even touch on the main part of your ask which is about the portrayal of Persephone. I completely agree! Honestly I’ve read soooooo many of these feminist retellings of the myths and while I understand and support the efforts, they really just all feel the same. Like every character is the same regardless of which character is being portrayed. And they all just follow the same formula and I’m just bored.

That’s honestly how I feel with ALL retellings and even media that features the gods. Bored. So damn bored.

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Happy WBW :D

Any cool creatures / fantastical elements you're working on in lockhart manor that you're willing to tell me all about? :3

@bloodlessheirbyjacques <3

@bloodlessheirbyjacques It's still really messy 😅 but I'd love to share it, thank you 😊

I'll have to get into spoilers for SOLM, so I'll put them under the cut because this is super long anyway. To summarize, though, the biggest idea I have is this flesh monster that lives in either the woods or Cyrus' basement.

Okay, spoiler number one: The whole town of Hawthorn is actually full of "immortal ones." Something Cyrus' first ancestors did put everyone under this transformation that basically keeps them alive forever. They're not entirely like vampires, as they can still eat and walk outside, but they do have the fangs and stuff. Nearby towns at the time were disgusted by them and tried to exterminate everyone, a conflict that lasted for a long time until those villagers killed Cyrus' parents and he destroyed all the other towns in retaliation. (I don't know how much of this will stay canon 😅)

Spoiler number two: The flesh monster. I have two ideas for this thing:

1) The ancestors' actions may have opened a gateway for other bizarre creatures. This thing started off as a weak little lump that looked more like a brain. Cyrus took pity on it and started feeding it leftover limbs and stuff from whatever he or the town had eaten, perfect for disposing of waste. Now, the thing is about triple its original size, stretches the entire length of the woods, and looks more like a trail of uncooked dough with the limbs and faces of people it's consumed permanently embedded in its skin. Cyrus absolutely feeds a certain rude and manipulative TV host to his beloved pet.

2) The flesh thing lives in Cyrus' basement and is actually the amalgamation of Angelo and his crew all melted together as punishment for their treatment of Val and their blatant disrespect for the town and its history.

That second idea ties into my third nightmare concept: The manor feels like its alive. Whenever Val walks around at night, it feels like the floor is taking a breath. Certain hallways feel moist, the walls shudder on occasion, and it always seem to protect Val wherever they go. Either the house is alive, or its an extension of Cyrus. (Again, not sure if this will be canon because it's hard to pull off along with everything else unless I planned to make Cyrus the villain which is never 🤣)

Here's a bit of the flesh monster (starring Astrea and Elijah because this was supposed to be part of the crossover I wrote for them but I can't decide if it's okay):

Thick, wet footsteps echoed off the walls as Elijah marched forward, his arm secured tightly around Astrea. He didn’t dare to think about what he was stepping through. Not for his sake, of course. He had done far worse in his early days. No, his concern was for Astrea, who tried her best to illuminate the corridor, despite the darkness that seemed to go on forever. She was tougher than most, Elijah knew, but the sight of dead soldiers— or even worse, civilians— overwhelmed her with guilt. She didn’t need that again.

Wherever the spell from the library had sent them, it sounded empty, hollow like a rotting oak. Still, Elijah couldn’t shake the feeling of something moving behind him, something huge and sluggish, always reaching for him but falling short. The air was hot and damp, and Elijah could detect something foul; a monster’s aura, though it felt more like the memory of one long ago. Astrea could sense it, too. She wanted to look, but Elijah held her shoulder.

“Don’t, my love. Let it be.”

She nodded hesitantly. Better to think it a hallucination than to know it as a reality. They kept moving through the corridor that only seemed to get hotter and more damp, the light never reflecting off of anything nearby. One misstep from Elijah resulted in the darkness convulsing around them, sending Astrea stumbling into a wall as her flame flickered out. When she steadied her hand on the surface, though, something was clearly off. It was slimy, meaty, and pulsating. She drew her hand back and grabbed Elijah.

“El, I don’t think this is a cave.”

Astrea summoned her fire once more and chucked it behind her. It bounced off of something pink and puffy before fizzling out. The rumbling returned, followed by a sound that reverberated through their cores. Elijah took her hand and ran forward.

“How do we know which way is the end?” Astrea yelled.

“I assume the thing behind us was its tongue.”

“You better be right about that.”

Thankfully, a blinding light appeared on the horizon, a thin line that grew bigger and brighter. With Astrea tight in his grasp, Elijah charged forward, almost tripping over a jagged, hip-level tooth. He and his beloved tumbled onto a cold forest floor. Astrea stood and grabbed her daggers, lighting them aflame to better see the beast. The creature that stood before her defied explanation, a shapeless mass that seemed to go on for miles. Every so often, in the wrinkles of the thing’s flesh, she saw arms and heads, faces twisted in permanent agony. It was like a million people were melded together into a wad of clay.

Astrea dropped her daggers, overwhelmed by the pain that seemed to emit from this creature. If it was a collection of human consciousness, that meant it could be reasoned with. She held her hand out, using her magic to reach out to its mind, to ease its nerves. It shook and screeched before plopping onto the ground like a tired dog. The constant movements were beginning to cease, and the creature started to look more like red uncooked dough.

“That’s it,” Astrea whispered. “I won’t hurt you. You’ve suffered enough.”

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