#bc i think a ot of it but haven't shared it on here yet which is a crime i think

[iceunhie]

— phaethetically in love !

premise. belle thinks her brother is the most oblivious person in sixth street. the reason? one: because his (super obvious) crush on you is practically the worst kept secret in new eridu, and two: because he can't even see that said crush is reciprocated! good thing he has one (1) amazing, wonderful, nosy sister to help him out, yeah?

or, belle thinks the two of you are a prime example of an s tier romance movie; and she really wants to skip to the final arc already.

pairing. wise x gn!reader.

warnings: kinda ooc wise (i just started the game), wise is a loser (lovingly), belle is an instigator (proudly), comedy, facepalm moments.

a/n: for @vxnuslogy and @milksnake-tea bc yes wise kissers yes

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“you're in love with [name], aren't you?”

like all siblings in the world—or what's left of it, belle schemes.

(against wise, of course. obviously.)

her brother bursts into a mess immediately, nearly spilling his cup ramen all over his new shirt, chopsticks sticking out. laughing nervously. general chop would not be proud. “who told you that? i mean— haha, who said that, belle?”

his sister rolls her eyes. “me, myself. i.” she emphasizes, leaning her elbows against the table and putting her palms together; the grin she wears right now is so serene, but not in the angelic, nice way. belle smiles and wise finally thinks, oh. my sister may need to book herself to the closest self-help guru in new eridu.

“i have reason to believe that you, my dearest brother, are in love with [name].”

her voice goes up an octave at the last bit, leading wise to stuff her mouth with potato chips. already, heads have turned. “mff.”

“keep your voice down! and stop broadcasting it to everyone here-”

“what, i am right, aren't i? they clearly like you back, so why haven't you confessed yet?”

“keep. your. voice. down.” wise says, and belle's shit eating grin only widens as she sees her brother's ears tinged with pink. “and... how did you even know that?” he asks, mortified.

“well, one: because it's obvious—like, have you seen how obvious you are?” belle huffs, taking a bite of the potato chip with force (personal grudges are involved). “and two, because they like you back, dummy!”

because when belle sees the two of you together, it's like wise focuses on no one else. you are the center of his world—and he is just being pulled to bask in your light. his eyes soften like they melt only for you, and wise looks like all he is is, all he wants to be, is to belong with you.

(and, wise likes to stare at you for ungodly amounts of time. belle even caught him staring when you were petting a cat by the street and decided to name the stray ‘wise’; courtesy of him, apparently. the cat literally just had grey fur.

“wise.”

“hm?”

“you're practically spawning heart eyes now.”)

it's sickening. (in a oh my god my brother is in love kind of way, mind you.)

“so!” belle says, a devilish sparkle in her eyes. “allow your dearest sister to help you out, 'kay?”

wise nearly coughs up blood.

“what?!”

so at present, belle compiles her (hastily written) list of romantic moments you and wise have shared. she's not surprised—the number can be counted on one hand. diabolical, disappointing, world-ending! she resists the urge to cough up blood.

first, a coff cafe date with tin man's help: a fail. tin man's wingman capabilities were very superb, but she never heard the end of it when wise was lecturing her about how tin man kept sending over heart shaped desserts and little fortune cookies. the fortune cookies in question which said ‘you can do it!’ and a latte with art of caricature tin man making a heart. (you were very confused). belle thought it was motivating. wise thought it was mortifying.

next, even instilling help from fairy to calculate statistics about what event would you two be likely to be together. fairy said, and belle quotes: “probably never. that kind of pining's for the long run, with the other master's current experience. give it a year or six, master.”

so, she's currently face-palming.

did her brother really have zero game? why were the two of you just dancing around each other?! she's tried everything—from letting you two spend more time with each other in commissions, her inviting you over more to leave you to chat with her brother, and even the entirety of sixth street has lent their aid! how were you two not dating yet?!

“didn't they go on an arcade date at random play yesterday?” belle mutters. “that should've increased your progress by a long mile, bro! even general chop said you two were really, really close in the noodle shop....”

just what was she going to do now? at this rate, her brother would be relationshipless in no time! in fairy's words again, it would be phaethetic. and that would be a phaethal blow on her pride.

“...master, i said no such thing.”

“well, now you did.”

“The Ethereal Reckoning,” there's a pep in your step, the boxes full of movie DVDs in your arms as you walk back to the movie store. it was heavy, but at least you got to walk with the grey-haired proxy beside you. “That movie was great! Thanks for recommending it to me.”

Sporting a dopey, lovesick grin in response, wise nods at that, content to listen to your voice. it was actually belle's idea to let you lend movies you like over so the two of you could talk about it back and forth. wise would need to (begrudgingly) treat her to a bowl of ramen later on.... she saved him—he probably wouldn't even be talking to you for this long at this point, let alone hang out with you without her. for someone so nosy, he guesses his sister was a pretty good wingwoman.

“the main character was pretty similar to billy, you know?” you ramble on as wise listens. “i mean, because they were an android too, and...”

he finds that he's content to listen to anything you say, really. (right now he doesn't really know what you're saying, something about a horror ethereal movie, but you could just tell him anything and he would listen).

“i feel like the heroine's death was unnecessary, though.” you sigh, “too much tension just for it to end like that? how anticlimactic.”

your voice was so nice, so warm and easy to listen to, and wise can't even say anything to retort, simply staring with a growing (lovesick) smile on his face. talking to people was hard work, and talking to you? it might just make him combust.

“...ise? wise?”

“ah, huh?” he snaps out of his trance, only to find you mere inches away from his face, the only thing keeping you apart the boxes full of movies he's carrying. “...!”

“are you listening?” you furrow, and someone really might be out to get him right now because in that moment, wise flinches from the proximity, bumping into you.

then, because the universe thinks his life couldn't get more dramatic than it already was—you stagger, about to fall forward.

he moves before he thinks. “watch out!”

and wise.... practically astral-projects to another plane when he feels you fall into his arms, his hands on your waist. he can feel the warmth of your skin on his, the flustered look on your face. (he feels like he's going to die).

the two of you lock eyes for a moment, and wise feels like he's about to so something very stupid and his hands are still on your waist—

“....”

“.....”

someone save him.

“ah...”

“sorry!” you recover first, hurriedly letting yourself pull away from him (much to his disappointment). “i wasn't looking, and i- are you okay, wise?”

“no, no, it's fine.... i-i'm fine....” he hopes his voice isn't as small as it is, he couldn't be smooth to save his life; and wise helps you gather your bearings, his hands brushing against yours, blood rushing to his ears. sheepishly rubbing at his nape. “sorry, i was distracted.”

perhaps in the mood to lift the atmosphere, you sputter out, “no worries! it's fine! besides, you listened to me all this time.... i really enjoyed the movie, really.”

“of course i'll listen.” and before wise can think to stop his traitor of a mouth, the words spill out of his lips like it always wanted to be.

“you're worth paying attention to.”

it's automatic—your face heats up, warming like the sun on a hot day in new eridu, and god, he is such an idiot-

“you think so?” wise gulps. you looked bashful, and were way too adorable right now, and his face felt like it was on fire.... wait, that's not the point! he has to answer you, at least. this is a chance to make progress!

“y-yeah. definitely. i enjoyed... watching the movie with you.” he says. did his voice just crack just now? “we can hang out more often too, even without belle.”

he feels bad for throwing his sister under the bus like that, but—wait, did he just ask you out on a date? (accidentally)

well, it didn't matter because wise feels like he won the lottery right now, because you brighten up immediately. “really?”

then you cough and compose yourself. “i mean, sure! i'm sure it'll be fun, haha...”

awkward silence ensues. uh oh, did he say something wrong? was he too forward? he wants to say something, but something is lodged in his throat, and wise can't bring up a response. (his heart was beating like crazy right now, though).

“uh...”

“....”

then, something soft brushes against the side of his cheek. as fast as it was felt, wise felt the sensation leave just as easily. did you just-?

you just kissed him. on the cheek.

“thanks for hanging out with me, wise.”

“you're welcome- wha- huh?!” he nearly drops the stack of dvd's he was holding. you pull away, an enigmatic smile on your face. face flushed.

before he can even respond, the two of you finally arrive at the movie store. damn it, gods of the world. why did his luck run out now?

“i guess this is your stop.” he blinks, your voice coming back to him. “and, wise?”

“ah, uh, yeah?”

“it's a date, then?” your eyes sparkle and shine a light through his heart. super effective!

is this really happening? is he really going on a date with you—oh, he's so thrilled he could actually burst into song and kick his feet, but belle would tease him ruthlessly after. nosy sisters were so much work....

“yes!” he almost yells it out, but because he didn't want to look uncool in front of you, wise composes himself. play it cool, play it cool. don't mess up this chance! “yes, definitely. it's... it's a date.”

you put down the other stack of dvd's down the table, flashing him a dizzying, lovely smile smile. wise swears he falls even harder for you.

“then it's a date.”

BONUS.

“seriously?! you're going on a date with them?!” belle shouts, so unceremoniously that wise slaps a hand on her mouth.

“not so loud! but, yeah.” he says, face heating up. “your plan worked, sis.”

“yes! yes! finally!” his sister practically cheers, “i can finally be free of your sickening heart eyes... and finally, our street's most anticipated couple is here!”

wise can't help but sigh in fond exasperation. he guesses he'll let her have this one today.

“also, belle?”

“what?”

“you didn't tell anyone about this, did you?”

...

“uhh....”

(on the day of the date, wise receives an abnormal amount of good luck posters. he also gets a disturbing amount of thumbs up from the neighbors.

the last straw? tin man, giving him a baked cake with the words ‘rooting for you!’ covered in pink heart sprinkles.

he facepalms. belle...!)

a/n: d d do you guys get it..... phaethetically...... phaethon..... wise is phaethon and he's awkward in love lol hahahahaha (💀)

@ ICEUNHIE: do not repost translate or plagiarize my works.

[rosemelodyshah]

No @anon-remsha @controversial-dotcom-jasmine @controversy-queenx10 @lostwriter--xx3 figured it out

I FIGURED IT OUT

OKAY SO FOR ALL THE INNOCENTS; EXCLUDING INKYPAD THERE HAVE BEEN V IMP CONVOS GOING ON INCLUDING WHY I FIND OT SO HARD TO WRITE OFFICIALLY WORKS FOR HOUSE FLASH AND SHERLOCK

LIKE IM PROGRESSING ON ONE HP FIC RN; I HAVE MADE A SPIDEY FIC SO EVEN IF THERE IS ZILCH OFFICIAL WORK HAPPENING SPIDEY AINT COUNTING NO MORE AND AGAIN I AM DOING SOME LEVEL OF WORK ON HP SO IT DONT COUNT

And imma tag INKY BC I DID TELL HER ABOUT THE HOUSE FIC AND I DO THING THIS WOULD INTRIGUE HER

THO ITS A COMPLETELY HC ZONE ALR NO CANON FAX ON ME IF ANYONE HAS A BETTER ANS PLZ PLZ SHARE

BUT WHY DO I STRUGGLE WITH THE OTHERS SO MUCH?

And I FIGURED IT OUT.

Now DEEP BREATH

Basically HP was the first series I truly went far with, I had gone through trial and error by the time my FIRST FIRST FIRST fic was published (not the first one first time published, not the first one ull find rn, first first first)- first fic idea; comp og idea (legit haven't seen a fic following that premise yet lol); first fic Is tarted writing; first fic I wanted to write ETC ETC.

And yeah my first first first fic was published two years ago iirc, but the journey was far larger, both in regards to the fic and the fandom and HP itself, HP was kinda my fan book thing, B4 Ik what fandoms were I'd j think books and think it. Even tho like 50 books B4 HP had done the trick, I legit have rediscovered HP books thrice in my life so far, the movies thrice too (each time in the way as first time viewer/reader despite it not being the first time).

I even joined and then left the fandom, like legit all good things follow the phase in my life. It has to leave once B4 I can truly love it (well not really but it's permanent membership comes in after it re joins ya know)

So yeah long beloved road of which I can't even remember the beginning of atp.

Spiderman is similar; as a kid he was THE SUPERHERO for me, and only like two years ago (roughly) did he reemerge to me, as always kinda accidently, I saw SM movies there on Netflix and fell into that hole.

J like with HP tho, not the first time I loved it, just the permanent time. It took its throne in my being, perse

So there was this THING b4hand, J not shaped b4hand. (Also again realised it had a fandom stupidly late lol)

The others FLASH HOUSE SHERLOCK are diff from the above

House I was just so bombarded with Hilson by Inkypad and the "He's Dr Sherlock Holmes" content that I searched it up, and I watched and cried and loved, 8 seasons B/w Nov and Jan (not to Jan and Jan; I was away in December)

For Flash he showed up on Utube alot and I legit have not watched a single movie/show)read a single comic I j love him despite that, from the snippets I see here and there.

Sherlock I saw crop up on Utube ridiculously a lot but I have read 4 books 5+ years ago and mostly liked them (5+ bc I don't have them it was from a library) and I j found out some early movies are available but irl is tough so I haven't really seen them and I can't find the other books tho I have searched for years so Pinterest and utube and now Tumblr is my salvation

And incase u can't figure it out, House had content but not time, Sherlock has time but not content, and Flash has neither content nor time.

HP and SM had CONTENT AND TIME.

Content and Time are the values. They are what are needed for me to be able to write. I need more content, I need more time. I need to properly feel the characters through, not two months of obsessive love.

I need true passion.

One that will pop up again whenever the beloved is mentioned.

One that will have me re watching no issue even tho I hate rewatches.

So yeah tell me where to read or see Sherlock, and where to see Flash and gimme time for House.

And the story will flow.

Once they have truly interesting themselves into an essential part of my being.

When all the bads are as beloved as the goods, instead of me sorely focusing on the good.

Then my darling 4, you will get your fics.

Also IRL IS INSANE I WAS LEGIT DEAD TODAY.

[tracybirds]

Fanfic Writers Meme

J, O, U

later than expected but lol it's lunchtime somewhere right? *hugs* thanks for sending some in!!

J:  What’s your favorite fanfic trope?  Have you written it?

hmmmm I like it when an expected trope from canon (or even popular fanon) is subverted because it allows a new perspective on character... when characters are sharing a bed (as in and there was ONLY ONE BED or as in cuddles or as in talking late at night whispering under covers or as in [insert every variation possible]) platonic, romantic, idc beds are the central part of life

I also love when you get crossovers that aren't crossovers where characters get to meet with either an alternate version of themselves (e.g. Mirror Universe in Star Trek) or character from different eras in canon that don't overlap get to meet (e.g. Prequel gang meets the OT folks in Star Wars) For Thunderbirds @tsarinatorment 's A Long Way From Home very neatly fits that bill and is pretty fn, although I know that's not the only one :D

Dunno if any of my fics fit these bills though... they're the kinds of fics I just want to ~*manifest*~ already written for me xD (please leave recs......)

O: What are your thoughts on people writing fanfic of your fanfic?

I would be genuinely awed and humbled to think anyone would ever want to do this :D The way I see it, fandom is all about building on each other's ideas and crafting something together as a community and as long as inspiration is tagged/linked (not only for credit but bc hot dang I wanna SEE this!!) all is well imo (why did you have something in mind 👀

U: Is there a pairing you would like to write, but haven’t tried yet.

I much prefer writing family stuff but I am not immune to a spot of romance I think it's fuuun :D and I like to see different possibilities explored so I don't have any strong inclinations towards one pairing over another xD I do have exactly zero confidence in my romance skills so there's a few I'd like to give a go in the future but just haven't :P Included on that list is Scott/Mel (@gumnut-logic's OC), Scott/Havoc (in a very "i hate you let's blow off steam mistakes were made" way), Virgil/Cass (listen.... LISTEN!! I love that they have bff potential but I also love slow burn romance here), Virgil/Brains (fairly popular but it's still sweet :D This version of Brains is a touch older than Scott in my head [there are many iterations of Brains inside me i think about him a lot]) and this one's not a pairing but I do want John to try play matchmaker with disastrous results because I think it would be funny. I'm too attached to Gordon/Penny to give him another beau and I point blank don't ship Alan in TAGverse which is all I write in