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A Comprehensive Bitch-Fest of the Teen Wolf Movie

Alright guys, as promised, here is the comprehensive text post of the Teen Wolf Movie. 

Under this cut will contain a pretty extensive plot (for those of us who don’t want to watch the movie). I’m gonna do another post under this one with my personal thoughts, and some fun little bones to pick with Mr. Davis surrounding canon (or lack thereof, as it were) and uh. Plot decisions all around. 

Most importantly, though, THERE WILL BE SPOILERS! If you haven’t seen the movie, and you don’t want spoilers, PLEASE DO NOT LOOK UNDER THE CUT! 

I’m sure there won’t be much anyone hasn’t seen, yet, but I digress. 

⚠️HERE BE SPOILERS!⚠️ 

PLOT

We open with Liam and Hikari (the new kitsune) at some sort of restaurant in what appears to be rural Japan.

Somebody, who we later learn is Harris (and tbh, you would pick up on it if you paid any attention at ALL in seasons 1-3. I literally wrote IS THAT HARRIS????? WHAT THE FUCK the moment i saw him.), comes in looking for the triskelion container that the nogitsune is trapped in. He puts an Argent round on the counter, which I still cannot fathom why, because it’s never addressed. 

Naturally, a scuffle occurs, Harris shoots Liam and Hikari, and he says something about how he wants revenge on Beacon Hills before he opens the box. A firefly flies out, you get the gist. 

The movie cuts to LA, and shows a building in the process of collapsing. Deaton is out front, talking to a firefighter about how he’s called someone they call “the Alpha” to rescue a girl and her dog from the building. 

Yep, you guessed it, folks. Scott McCall runs an animal shelter in LA next to Deaton’s new veterinary practice. 

Scott obviously goes in the building, which partially collapses on him, but flashes his eyes at the dog, and saves the girl and the dog when the building collapses around them. 

The main credits roll, opening the movie. It is evident upon opening credits that Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Malia are going to be the main characters. Kudos, though. The credits were cool. 

We cut to Scott’s animal shelter (or Deaton’s vet hospital? unclear). Scott and Deaton have a discussion where Deaton has to explain the word “wistful” to a 30-year-old Scott and Scott repeats it like he’s studying for the SATs. I’m all for nostalgia but uh. That one icked me out. Anyways, Scott goes to lock up, and then sees a vision of Allison, reenacting the first night he met her when she hit the dog and took it to the vet. He shakes it off, but hears the dogs barking in the back , and he goes to investigate. 

Surprise, it’s Argent pointing a gun at Scott. It freaks Scott out, but they bro hug it out, like men. He’s come back to see Scott because he’s been seeing Allison too, in these weird dreams and visions. 

Argent has the katana the oni used to kill Allison, and is convinced they need to take it to Beacon Hills to put her to rest or something? 

Scott, obviously not noticing that the vibes are Rancid, agrees, and they decide to head back to BH, which they both haven’t been back to in a while, it seems like. 

Cut scene to Lydia, giving some sort of presentation and walking around a very high-end company of some sort. We find out that Lydia, instead of actually putting information in the booklets she handed out to the tour, has written Allison over and over again. (it’s also implied that the person they use as a plot device to introduce this was or is, in some way, romantically involved with Lydia).

Lydia runs to her office, where she has one of her banshee visions, and writes a ton of stuff on various pieces of paper in a pattern we can’t yet discern. She’s getting flashbacks of Allison the entire time. 

Cut scene. Eli Hale (i squealed. im not above that. that’s derek’s boy, guys) is breaking into what appears to be some kind of impound lot. He hotwires what is apparent to us is Stiles’s Jeep. 

Eli busts out of the chain link fencing, and is hauling ass and driving down a very recognizable Beacon Hills road. He flies by a parked Sheriff’s Department patrol vehicle, and we see it’s driven by Parrish. 

Cut to what appears to be the Preserve. Mason, a deputy (more on that later. i hate it) walks over to the Sheriff, and asks if Parrish should deal with their consultant’s issue. It is clear they are talking about Eli, and the Sheriff says he’ll handle it. 

Derek walks out of the forest (notes: DERKE. COMING OUT OF THE WOODS. SDJHFKDHSGKJHDSGH. DEREK. DEREK.) which has clearly been burned, and informs the Sheriff that the arsonist used chemical accelerant. He then tells the Sheriff that “we should be calling your son” to which the Sheriff replies “he has his own fires to put out.” This is one of MAYBE 5 Stiles mentions in the movie. 

The Sheriff asks Derek why he keeps stealing the Jeep, to which Derek replies, “because he knows I hate it.” (your honor. that’s gay.) 

Cut to Eli still driving, and the Jeep’s tires go flat. He’s ambushed by the Sheriff, Parrish, and his father. Derek tells him they’ll talk about it later. 

Cut to the cemetery Allison was buried at. Scott’s there, and he goes to her grave. The cemetery is overgrown, uncared for. Lydia pulls up, and Scott thanks her for getting there so fast, but she just gives him a big hug. 

They decide that they need to do something about this Allison thing, too. Scott repeatedly punches Allison’s marker, until it cracks. 

Cut to the McCall’s. Scott, Lydia, and Argent are around the island, where the katana in its’ case is sitting. Argent asks Lydia what her drawings mean, and she says she has no idea. She hasn’t used her banshee powers in a while and is out of practice. When someone asks why, and she’s silent, Jackson walks in, saying “Stiles. It obviously has something to do with Stiles” 

Lydia called Jackson in from London to help, and Jackson states that Ethan doesn’t know he’s there, because he doesn’t want anything to do with BH. 

Jackson promptly starts putting Lydia’s papers together like a puzzle, which, surprise surprise, is in the shape of the nemeton, with the word “BARDO” written boldly in the middle (a refresher: bardo is the space between death and rebirth, as believed by Tibetan Buddhism) 

Cut to Derek’s house, where he’s pulling up to (in the ugliest tan vehicle, a Nissan Xterra if my eyes don’t deceive me. bring back the FJ. this is cursed). He and Eli go into the house, and when Derek goes to hang up the keys, he promptly rips the hook off the wall. 

He scolds Eli for breaking the law, yet again, to which Eli responds, “oh, because you never broke the law?” (good comeback, kiddo.) Derek then asks Eli if this is about “the other thing” and we learn that Eli still can’t shift, despite being 15. Derek insists that he can teach Eli, and Eli asks, “what if I’m the first hale to not turn into a werewolf?” 

Derek tells Eli that it might make life easier, and when Eli asks “my life, or yours?”, Derek doesn’t respond. Eli runs to his room, and Derek mutters, in the way a tired parent would, “definitely mine.” 

We cut to where Parrish is driving the Jeep back to the lot, and he drives by the building where the lot is housed, emblazoned, “Hale Auto.” (notes: ITS HALE AUTO. DEREK RUNS AN AUTO SHOP. SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP ETC. OHHHHH MY GOD) 

Parrish walks into the shop, into the office, and Malia enters, butt-ass naked, and ambushes Parrish with a kiss. (again. more on this later. because absolutely not). they have sex (off screen obvi this is still teen wolf) and they have a conversation that makes it evident that Malia wants them to remain friends with benefits, and Parrish wants a relationship. 

Cut back to Derek’s house. He knocks on Eli’s door, and asks him if he wants to practice lacrosse before his game (it was established earlier that Eli is pretty bad at lacrosse. it’s giving Stiles but more on that later) 

Eli doesn’t answer, so Derek opens the door, and it cuts to the open window, obvious Eli has run away. (why didn’t he hear that? not sure. whatever.) 

Cut back to the Preserve. Scott and Lydia pull up in Scott’s red truck to one of the gates, Malia standing there waiting for them. It’s obvious Scott hasn’t seen Malia since they broke up off-screen, because he’s weird about it. Lydia tells Malia she missed her while hugging her, and Malia says the same thing. Lydia replies “no you didnt” and Malia says “I wanted to.” that one kinda. it kinda got me idk. 

Scott and Lydia have asked Malia to help them find the nemeton. They have the katana with them. 

Cut back to... somewhere? An enclosed space, of some kind. Might be the weird Argent batcave. Anyways. Deaton and Argent are there, and Deaton is grilling Argent with riddles, which Argent answers easily, but with increasing agitation. Eventually, Argent snaps, and snarls at Deaton, face mutating to look similar to the oni. Deaton sends mountain ash into Argent’s throat, and a firelfy is forced out. It becomes evident to everyone at this point that the nogitsune is back, at least to everyone but Scott, Malia, and Lydia. ffs. 

Cut back to Scott, Malia, and Lydia. Malia is sending them in circles looking for the nemeton, and it’s obvious she has no idea where it is. Scott yanks Eli Hale from behind a tree (very reminiscent of Scott in s1e1), and Eli’s been following them. He divests that sometimes he sleepwalks to the nemeton. Super normal. normal kid stuff. 

Eli leads them to the nemeton, and they immediately try to get rid of him. Eli tells them they’ll tell his dad they’re here, to which they IMMEDIATELY (ie Scott) say “it’s kind of personal” which, from Derek Hale, is really fucking rich. but again. later. it’s pretty clear they’re excluding him because he might actually have, i dunno, an objective opinion. god. sorry. fuck this. 

Lydia gets the sword in the nemeton and the nemeton absorbs it. not to be that guy but this is obviously a bad idea and we all knew it. (note: i wanna know why we didn’t instantly think that this is a bad idea this is so obviously a bad idea) 

They all turn to leave, and at their backs, the nemeton begins to emit a light blue glow. they turn, and find Allison naked on the stump. Scott stares, and they’re all like “how is she alive??” like god guys 

They drive Allison to the hospital, where Melissa is the first person to go “why are you holding a girl that looks exactly like Allison” like a normal person. Melissa gets her set up in a bed, yknow the drill. 

Cut back to the nemeton, which is glowing and spewing fireflies like it’s going out of style. The nogitsune appears on top of it, manifesting out of smoke, and says “chaos! pain! strife” in his campy little way. 

Cut to Beacon Hills High, where the lacrosse team is filing in and coach is giving one of his goofy ass speeches. he was probably the only genuine nostalgia in this movie that I enjoyed. 

Eli drops his crosse as he walks in and runs smack into the Sheriff, who’s standing right in front of the stairwell. Derek is actually in the stairwell, lurking in what I would describe as classic Derek fashion. Derek tells him he’s there to watch him play, and when Eli tells him he’ll probably sit on the bench, Derek tells him he’s gonna talk to coach about that. Eli protests, but Derek calls out to coach, and the Sheriff blocks Eli from running after him. 

Sheriff tells Eli that he’s not really here to watch him play -- he’s here to provide support for Derek and his delinquent son. He then threatens to arrest Eli, have him tried as an adult, and put him in a state penitentiary for 90 days if he steals the Jeep again. Eli, looking nervous, asks if his dad put him up to this. The Sheriff says maybe, but asserts that he’d do it. 

Cut to Derek in Coach’s office, and asking for more playing time for Eli. Coach negotiates four minutes, and only if they’re winning. Which is very Coach of him. 

Cut back to the hospital, where Melissa, Scott, Malia, and Lydia are contemplating if Allison is going to wake up, or if she’s “normal.” Melissa is the one who asserts that we don’t know if this is the real Allison. 

When they look back, Allison is gone from her bed. She’s obviously going through it when we see her -- getting flashbacks from when she was actively trying to kill the werewolves, hearing Kate, Victoria, etc in her ears, and this is obviously the nogitsune. 

Allison, once they find her, is immediately combative, and trying to escape. She kicks everyone’s ass, including Scott’s, who she cuts across the cheek, and he heals, exposing himself as a werewolf. She only remembers Derek as the alpha, though, and wants to kill him -- she’s after the alpha. So she bolts, leaving them all behind. She runs into Deaton and Argent, who enter the hospital, and she runs from him, which is devastating for me even as somebody who is not an Argent girlie. 

Cut to the Sheriff’s Department, where Mason tells the Sheriff that they have another problem. They’ve caught pictures of the guy in a dark, heavy coat with a hood (it’s Harris. We know it’s Harris) and he’s the one who’s been lighting the forest on fire. The Sheriff orders Mason with Parrish, and a new deputy with him, to the forest to investigate. This leaves one deputy alone in the department. I’m sure we see where this is going. 

The deputy hears a noise in the cells, grabs his gun, and moves that way. The nogitsune is in the cell, and he tells the deputy he’s a kitsune who never knew he was a kitsune. He steals the deputy’s tails “to summon other bodies” which is about as frightening as it sounds. 

Cut to the Argent’s batcave, where Allison is currently arming herself with a crossbow, arrows, daggers, and a longbow. The nogitsune is whispering her name, and she goes, armed, into one of the weird side pipes, where the nogitsune is standing. The nogitsune tells Allison it’s her friend, she doesn’t believe him right away, so it starts impersonating Victoria. The nogitsune is convincing her to get revenge on the people that stopped it, and its plan is to have the betas killed before the alpha. Allison just doesn’t know who the alpha is, obviously. There’s mention of the divine move, again, yknow. 

Back to the BHHS locker rooms, where Derek is carrying Eli into the locker room because he twisted his ankle. Eli isn’t healing because he can’t shift, or whatever. Derek tries to encourage him to shift, and this is when Allison sneaks into the locker room, crossbow and all, and immediately starts trying to kill Derek. 

Derek reacts on autopilot, and starts fighting Allison, telling Eli to run. He slams Alison against the lockers, wolfed out, and Allison notices that his eyes are blue. Derek obviously recognizes Allison and falters, but manages to run out of the locker room door. While he runs out, he gets shot in the neck, and he is immediately gushing blood, lying on the ground and crawling away from Allison, who moves towards him purposefully. 

Liam shows up right on time to try and save Derek, along with Hikari, Scott, and Malia. Allison has left BHHS. The whole time Derek is bleeding he’s begging them to find Eli, make sure he’s safe, he’s gone to the shop. Scott tells Derek to hang in there, but Derek passes out. We’re unsure if he’s alive or dead (read: i thought he was dead. i was sobbing) 

Cut to the scene of the arson with the Sheriff, Parrish, and Mason. The Sheriff recognizes the noise that precedes the oni, and immediately draws his gun. The oni appear, and immediately start fighting the Sheriff and deputies. 

Cut to Scott’s truck -- Derek is still very much alive. But they can’t find Eli, and they’re afraid because he can’t run. 

Back to the Preserve with the deputies. Mason is immediately cut down by an oni, vanishing into smoke. It looks like the Sheriff is going to get cut, but Parrish catches his blade with a flaming hand. 

They’re carrying Derek into Melissa’s; he’s still bleeding from his neck, but keeps repeating “you have to find Eli.” At this point, Peter appears from god knows where holding a blowtorch? Because they mentioned they needed to cauterize Derek’s wound and people just. Have those. love you pete. Derek cries out “no!” repeatedly as Peter blowtorches his wound (spoiler alert: i cried like a little bitch again.) 

Scott goes looking for Lydia to fix this little clusterfuck we have ourselves in, and before he leaves, Melissa asks Scott if there’s any chance that this is really Allison (essentially encouraging him to give her a chance) 

Cut back to Eli at Hale auto. He’s driving Derek’s horrible car to fill it up, and the gas isn’t pumping well. It’s pouring rain, he’s nervous, and naturally Allison comes in hauling ass. She hits his car with hers, sending it into the pump, gasoline still pumping onto the ground. Eli manages to get into Hale Auto with his key. 

Cut to the Sheriff’s Department, where Lydia, Jackson, Hikari, and Liam are in the Sheriff’s office. They’re all looking for clues. like. scooby doo. 

And we’re back to Melissa’s! Where everyone (Melissa, Argent, Deaton, and Peter) has agreed that Allison is a replica meant to trick everyone. 

And back to Hale’s Auto! So much happening sorry guys. Eli is limping through the shop and the cars in repair, eventually sliding down against one. Allison is also lurking through the shop, weapons at the ready. Eli slips around, and grabs a wrench. (note: okay eli be smart about this you dumbass 15 year old) And instead of being smart, he lunges at her with a wrench and promptly gets his ass beat. 

Fortunately enough for everyone, because Derek Hale is down like Jeff Davis is so fond of, Scott shows up to save the day. They run out of the shop, and back by the impounded cars. Scott gives Eli the werewolf pep talk, naturally, because Eli doesn’t have a father already (sorry guys im so bitter), and he roars at Eli. Eli’s eyes flash gold, and he heals. Now they can run. They run through the forest, like they do in teen wolf, and Scott stops and tells Eli he’s gonna have to run. His hand is all gross where Allison cut him because wolfsbane, and he thinks he’s gonna try and talk Allison down. 

Eli says “my dad told me he almost had to have his arm cut off once because of wolfsbane.” Scott replies with, “Eli, go find your dad. I think I might need his help.” (note: oh NOW you need his help scott) Eli runs off, Scott’s facing off Allison. 

Back at the Sheriff’s board, and they’ve figured out that the arsonist is the same guy who was at Hikari and Liam’s place. Cool. 

Okay we’re back to Eli, who is running in the road and almost gets hit by somebody. That somebody is the Sheriff. Nice, Noah. 

Melissa, Argent, and Peter are at the crime scene (ie Hale Auto). Peter and Argent are going through the crime scene, deducing what’s going on. Peter states that Allison is basically in homicidal rage, which Argent states proves that’s not his daughter. Peter says they went into the woods, so they all go looking for Allison and Scott. 

We’re at Derek’s house now -- Derek and Eli get a reunion hug, the Sheriff comes in, and Liam and Hikari are there, too. The oni are now also in the hall of Derek’s house. Great. Hikari fights them first, doing a great job - and she’s been run through and has evaporated. The same thing happens to Liam, leaving Deaton, the Sheriff, Eli, and Derek fighting the Oni. The Sheriff goes first, followed by Deaton. Eli watches Derek get run through, and right before he evaporates, Derek says “remember who you are” (it’s giving mufasa but tell that to my tears). 

Cut back to the Preserve, where Scott is arguing with Allison to not try to kill everyone? I’m not gonna lie this was a broken record. 

And we’re back to the Hale’s, where Malia and Eli are running. Malia tells Eli to run, but Eli decides that now is a good time to growl and attack the Oni. He gets evaporated into smoke the same way as the others, and Malia manages to get rid of the oni by pulling tarp off the window and bathing them in sunlight. 

Scott tells Allison that she can get him if that’s what they need to talk, and STABS HIMSELF BY GRABBING ALLISON’S ARM AND SENDING WOLFSBANE RIGHT INTO HIS GUT. 

Jackson and Lydia have decided to go to the site of the arson, where they’re trying to figure out what the purpose was, etc. (notes i made: jackson and lydia cannot make up for stiles stilinski) 

Peter, Melissa, and Argent have made it to where Allison stabbed Scott (that overlook over BH), and Peter sniffs the ground, declaring it’s a ton of blood there, and that they need to find Scott within 6-8 hours so he doesn’t die. 

Alright, Malia and Parrish are looking for silver weapons to defeat the oni and decidedly not talking about the fact that they’re friends with benefits. this was unnecessary. 

Jackson and Lydia are back at the arson site, and they’ve figured out that the arsonist (harris) is trying to create mountain ash. the trees he’s burning are rowan, which turn into mountain ash when burnt. 

Meanwhile, Scott is trying to convince Allison that she wants him alive. He reminds Allison that her family’s motto was changed by her -- we protect those who cannot protect themselves, instead of “we hunt those who hunt us.” She promptly like, kicks Scott over. Scott, cmon, man. 

The nogitsune comes back, to try and convince Allison to kill Scott. 

We flash to some sort of shadow dimension illusion, where everyone who was “killed” by the oni is all tied up and decidedly not dead, fortunately. However, the Oni are back and they’re getting all menacingly close. This, however, does not stop Derek from being so excited to hear Eli changed. I may have cried about it. Again.

Flash to Peter, Argent, and Melissa, who are standing in the woods over the college lacrosse field, where a tournament is being played. We learn this is a trap from the nogitsune, and spoilers, this is where Allison has Scott. In like a storage room or something. This is, also, where we officially learn that the hooded man is Harris. Not that all of us called it or anything. But he’s the one who came up with the accelerant (like the hale fire. cmon guys. can we stop with the metaphorical dead horse.) 

The nogitsune is threateningly moving towards Eli and sinking his claws into him. I’m sorry I don’t remember what he said I was too busy thinking about the parallels between Eli and Stiles and how I was already too hurt to be considering that. 

Alright, back to Allison and Scott. Allison decides to save Scott by... burning the wolfsbane out with a flare? Despite having no wolfsbane? love the new canon, Jeff. Fuck you. 

Scott has flashbacks to Motel California when she approaches him with the flare, but she does actually save him, Scott’s better, and Allison is remembering. hooray for love. 

The nogitsune has spat Eli right out on the lacrosse field from the shadow dimension, and Scott and Allison come out from underneath it. Scott tells Allison to be safe, because she wants to find her dad, who doesn’t know it’s actually her and not some evil doppelganger. She asks him why he would be so kind after she tried to kill him, and then Scott says “because I’m still in love with you” (notes from the time of watching: you are not still in love with allison im fucking OVER IT) 

Lydia and Jackson are under the stadium with Harris, who calls Jackson “you fucking imbecile!” nice use of the fuck word, Jeff. Die. He also keeps shooting Jackson which is less than cash money of him. 

Eli and Scott learn that they’re stuck in the college stadium, because it’s a giant illusion. Scott tries to convince coach to get the people out of the stadium safely and calmly, and Coach informs him the only way to do that is to finish the game. So naturally, Eli has Scott’s old number (literally fucking kill me) and Scott is dressed? To score? and have BHHS win the tournament? whatever Jeff’s losing all of us at this point. 

Back in the shadow illusion, Derek explains that Eli hasn’t seen his transformation since he was like, 3, because coyotes got into the house, and he transformed and got them out by roaring, and Eli was so terrified he was shaking (notes: that’s so fucked I hate it here) 

And the lacrosse field again. Scott misses a goal so bad it hits the scoreboard and breaks it. Naturally. We learn, in a cut to Lydia and Jackson and Harris, that he’s been “pulling the strings and giving the nogitsune his pain” which he has in abundance or whatever. Lydia tells us that she had a recurring dream where she and Stiles get in a wreck, and he gets thrown from the car and dies. so she breaks up with him for that. i. okay. 

Peter gets the quick on Allison, bashes her head into fencing, and she knocks out. Meanwhile, Scott tells Eli it’s his goal, and he scores the game winning goal. 

We’re back to Argent, Melissa, and Peter. And a semi-conscious Allison. Argent decides that really is his kid, and he throws a wolfsbane knife at Peter. Which might be a bit dramatic but Peter would do the same so. whatever I guess. 

Black smoke begins to roll, and everyone has been swallowed by the illusion. 

We’ve now got Allison killing the Oni, which is feeling very reminiscent of s3. Meanwhile, Lydia and Jackson are back with Harris watching this happen, and Jackson is telling her that as a banshee, she can cut through the illusion with her scream. When Lydia yells Allison’s name, she knocks back the Oni, and apparently the sense into Allison, because we have an incredibly long flashback sequence that is Allison regaining her memories. Nostalgic, sure, but entirely too long because we all watched the show asshole. 

Scott cuts a deal with the nogitsune that if he dies in Allison’s arms, the nogitsune will let the others go. Derek yells at him to not, and Scott manages to convince Allison to kill him. She shoots him with arrows 3? times? I think? Anyways, he’s in her arms and it looks really glum. 

But then! The arrows are burning out of him, because Hikari is burning them? Don’t know the logistics but it happened. Scott’s wreathed in foxfire, nobody knows what’s going on, and Allison shoots the nogitsune in the forehead with a silver arrow. Sorry, this is where it gets very chaotic and i got very emotional so it’s jumbled as hell. 

The nogitsune asks “what is that?” and Argent says “Silver, you motherfucker.” 

Back with Harris, Jackson stabs him with a knife in his boot, and Lydia got his gun. 

The nogitsune has evaporated, I wrote down that Derek said fuck at some point. Everything is looking good right now. Eli and Derek are going to shift together. There was a lot. 

But now! The nogitsune is back. Saying that when Scott bit him, it changed him -- made him something more. His wrappings fall off, his eyes are glowing green, he looks vaguely werewolfish. (what happened to not being a wolf and a fox you fucking coward jeff. give me your address) 

The nogitsune sends everyone into their own room of illusion, which all the werewolves (ie: derek, scott, and eli) break by roaring. Now, they’re all on the nematon with the nogitsune, holding him back. I can’t remember how Eli gets from the nemeton to the ground, but he does, so it’s just Derek and Scott holding him back. 

Parrish comes up like, glowing pre-flame and is intending to burn him, and Scott tells Parrish to burn the nogitsune. Parrish refuses because Scott and Derek are holding onto him, and will die if he does so. Derek looks at Eli and rest assured you know exactly what’s gonna happen. It’s Derek.

He says something to Eli along the lines of like “remember who you are” and then tells Scott “you’re the alpha, Scott. It’s always been you” or something like that, then physically throws Scott off the nogitsune and the nemeton. Derek wraps onto the nogitsune while Parrish is holding on (why the nogitsune didn’t break free while Derek was throwing Scott off is beyond me it defeats the whole purpose of having Derek die) and tells Parrish, verbatim, “Light this fucker up.” 

Parrish lights him on fire and it spreads to Derek (this is when I stopped being able to see very well because Derek burned in fire just like his family oh god sorry I’m really unwell about it) 

right before Derek is engulfed in flames, he’s wolfed out, he’s looking at Eli, and his eyes turn from blue to red (true alpha. Right before he dies. I’m going to burn Jeff at the stake) And he goes up in flames, all of them do, including Parrish. When the flames clear, Parrish is laying on the nemeton, curled up, and it’s obvious that Derek died. The nemeton/illusion fades back to the lacrosse stadium where Eli is kneeling alone and Scott immediately gives him a hug obviously becoming Eli’s interim father and. I hate it. 

We flash to Derek’s memorial. I can’t see the tv through the tears, but that’s okay. Scott tries to make it about himself by saying “he saved my life. then he said we were brothers.” and says something about how family isn’t the one you’re born with but the one you find, which is easy for the guy who still has a fucking father to say, huh? 

Noah gives Eli the Jeep, explaining Derek hated that Jeep, but when it came to him in total disrepair, he fixed it right up. Even when it shouldn’t have kept going, it did. Then he says “your dad was a lot like that. we never understood why he wouldn’t break down and stay down. I’ve never seen anyone take the kind of punishment Derek Hale took and kept taking in order to protect the people he loved.” 

We get Derek flashbacks. I still can’t breathe. Sorry guys, I’m crying again. Apologies. 

“He kept going. He kept standing up, until the day he couldn’t. He had complicated feelings about that Jeep, but you don’t need to. All you need to do is keep it running. That’s all you need to do.” 

We get a bit about Harris being put in a worse place than Eichen but I truly don’t give a fuck. I’m actively crying again as I type this. 

The movie ends with “remember who you are” in Derek’s voice with Eli standing over Beacon Hills in the Preserve. 

Fuck. Jeff. Davis 

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- FIC INTRO - PART I [YOU'RE HERE] - PART II

— summary: with MC's noticeable influence on RAD's student body, the newspaper club had to get a scoop on what the infamous human had to say about a few things, although one question definitely caught them off guard. let's just say a lot of hidden feelings were revealed afterwards!

— details: pronouns: you/yours | headcanon | crack + fluff | obey me! swd

— tagged list: @my-perfect-machine , @aijlin , & @pleasureoftheclouds

— author's note: guess who got a deadly fever the other day and can't move even a muscle? but seriously i'm very sorry for the late update :') i didn't expect it either.

LUCIFER !

He was in his office working on a few tasks Diavolo had given him that day when he suddenly heard a low buzz from his phone. Not caring much about it, he continued his work, that is when notifications kept popping that it became too much of a distraction. Reaching out to grab the phone, deciding to keep it on silent, he then saw what the fuss was all about.

- Asmodeus: "Hey guys, I think you really need to see this"! (insert pic.)

- Leviathan: "Huh? Oh, they interviewed (Y/N)? What about it?"

- Satan: "It seems that there's one interesting question to be seen below."

"How would you define your ideal guy?"

- "Well, it's hard to make words for it but to keep it simple, he's hardworking and caring. Quite stoic at first but he's a soft and sweet person."

Out of all the things he could see that day, not saying he's complaining, quite the opposite actually. For a while, he thought he might be assuming things too hard. It's all too hard for the old man, why can't you just say it in person, not that he needed any clarifications of course! (No, he does need clarifications, please give this lad answers.)

Bonus! Might invite you for dinner (or to his room lol) that evening— expectedly the only way he can think of to get things straight with you.

MAMMON !

He had just finished a modeling shift and was scrolling through Devilgram when he saw the post. Reading through it, there's one question that certainly caught his eye.

"How would you define your ideal guy?"

- "As weird as this may sound, he's somewhat of a slow person, yet in a fun and chaotic way, it's his charm. He's a kind and sensitive man and is always willing to sacrifice for the sake of others."

It takes him a very long while to process it so it's likely that he'll suddenly squeal like a high school girl while he's in bed (Surprisingly that's how my brain works too.)

Will reread that specific text over and over again, and will automatically assume— not saying that he's wrong.

You should just expect a giddy Mammon to meet you just right after you open your bedroom door the next morning. You can see with just the first glance that this man barely got any sleep, but who cares, he's only happy to know that that's how you see him.

LEVIATHAN !

Just to let you know, even if he sees it, he will never have in mind that you're talking about him— even in any universe out there I assure you. He sees himself in not the best light, so it takes more than that for him to get the message.

Will most likely see it on Devilgram too, as he only scrolls there to see if there are any updates about the new game he's been playing, and he so happens to stumble upon the post.

"How would you define your ideal guy?"

- "Well he's generally shy and a bit out there at the same time, but I love his passion for the things he enjoys and find it quite cute too."

The only question is, when does it click on him? Well, let's just say it's not only him who saw the post and he was definitely getting teased for it that night.

- Belphegor: "It's all to obvious, I can't believe you didn't notice."

- Asmodeus: "Oh (Y/N), I never knew you were that bold to say that, how very passionate of you!"

Cue two goofballs who are too much of a shy blushing mess to even say something. He's not that stupid to not get that. I'm sorry, but he's for sure going to hide from you for a bit after this, there's just too much to take in!

[♡︎] — WILL BE SPLIT INTO THREE PARTS BECAUSE I'M LAZY <3

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The Run-Aways: Part 1

Pierre Gasly x Reader.

Requested: Yes

Hey I love your writing, I think it's amazing! I was just wondering if you'd be able to write a Pierre X reader based on the song Pierre by Ryn Weaver? I always see video edits with the song but I think like a 'summer love' fic would be good 💜

Summary: A meeting between two strangers.

Warnings: Language, mention of him being a serial killer, also, don’t ever do this – be smart.

Word count: 2337

Authors note: good god this is such a fun song and I a so excited to have gotten this request. Again, as usual, I’ outing my own spin on this and it is evidently getting more than one part which I am super excited about and I really hope it is going to go well and I guess I just really like writing Pierre, despite this one not being too awkward, I am feeling ridiculously romantic right now, so I guess you’re all going to have to suffer through that 😊 I hope you enjoy and I can’t wait to hear what you think.

The Run-Aways: Part 2

The Run-Aways: Part 3

The Run-Aways: Part 4 (Finale)

_____

“Sorry, but are you, uh, are you crying?” Pierre cautiously approached as you frantically began wiping away any tears still left on your cheeks, “Is everything okay?”

“Yes, no I promise, sorry, I’m all good” you laugh at how ridiculous you must look right now, sitting in an art museum staring at a painting.

“Is there someone I can get for you?” Pierre didn’t know how to handle this situation but for some reason he couldn’t just leave you sitting here, crying, at a painting?

“No, no, I’m here alone, but really, thank you, you’re very sweet, I really am okay” you prepared yourself to come face to face with this caring and handsome stranger you had taken the time to make sure your pathetic self was okay, but once you turned to look at him, found you couldn’t see his face? God, baseball caps really were good at hiding faces. Fuck.

How were you going to tell how embarrassed you should be that some handsome local caught you crying in their museum?

“Well, in that case, would you like someone to sit with you while you, cry?” he nodded down at the empty seat next to you, intrigued by the mysterious woman in an old empty art museum.

“By all means” you shuffled slightly to make sure there was adequate room for him and as he sat a comfortable silence settled between the two of you, neither of you feeling the need to interrupt the overwhelming feeling lingering in the room given off by the massive painting in front of you.

“So, some questions for a stranger” Pierre was the first to break the silence.

“I may or may not lie” you didn’t take your eyes off the image, preparing yourself for whatever may be asked.

Pierre mulled over the questions in his head and decided to go with the obvious first’

“Why exactly are you crying?” he tried to sound as gentle as possibly, but it was an awkward question and no one could really escape that, especially coming from a  complete stranger.

“Well, that happens to be a bit of a two-part question that one” you took in a breath, trying to figure out a way of saying it all without sounding completely pathetic, “promise not to laugh?”

Pierre made a cross over his heart, indicating for you to continue your story of woe.

“Well, the first part is, I just, fuck, it’s a really beautiful painting!” you clapped your hand over your mouth, both of you shocked at how loud you had been, especially in a museum, “sorry, you giggled out.

Pierre couldn’t help but laugh too, he wished it was because it was an actual funny moment, but truthfully, it was just really nice to engage with someone who was this passionate about something other than cars. No one who liked cars was this cute when they were passionate. It was a welcomed break.

“So, you’re crying because a painting is beautiful?” Pierre needed clarification. Never had he felt the need to cry because something was beautiful. Maybe nothing was ever that beautiful to him.

Maybe you were just a weirdo.

“Oh, don’t judge me. How can you not feel something looking at this?” you gestured to the work of art in front of you.

“I didn’t say I don’t feel anything, I just haven’t really experienced anything that I consider beautiful make me cry,” Honestly, art was a secret love of Pierre’s and he was slightly offended at being accused of not feeling anything when he was surrounded by some of the greatest historical works in existence, but he couldn’t blame you, he was an F1 driver, why on earth would he be interested in art?

“Ooh well I clearly touched a nerve there” so this stranger was clearly an art lover like yourself then, “Forgive me, I work in art, so it’s just, it’s a passion you know, and I just, I’m really moved by it all and sometimes I forget not everyone needs to cry when they feel things” you chuckled when you realised you were rambling.

“You work in art?” Pierre was concocting a plan.

“Art dealer ad historian” you offered up the information willingly, always proud to tell people what you do, forever thankful you got to do what you were passionate about for a living.

“So I’m sitting with an expert then?” this plan was starting to fall into place more and more.

“Not an expert, but adequate enough” you blushed at the thought of him thinking you were an expert in your field.

“Well, in that case, would you be willing to join me for a tour of the museum and teach me anything and everything you can?” fuck, even Pierre thought that was smooth, mentally patting himself on the back.

“Of course,” the blush only deepened; you dropped your head in the hopes he wouldn’t see.

Silence fell again as you tried to reel your brain in from running away with thoughts of how this could be the greatest meet-cute in all of history.

“You said this was a two parter though” Pierre suddenly remembered, prompting for the second part of your tale.

“Ah, I was hoping you’d forget that” you felt stupid for even mentioning that you were crying for two reasons, “if you can believe it, it’s even more embarrassing than the first reason”.

“Is it wrong for me to be excited?” Pierre felt lighter when you smiled at the joke.

“It might make you a bit of a sadist” you bumped into his shoulder slightly, a light laugh escaping both of you, “So I was crying because well, I’ve ever done anything like this before and I guess I’m just really proud of myself” a feeling of achievement blooming in your chest, thinking of all you had done to get here.

Pierre glanced between you, the painting, and the empty room, “Done what before? Go to an art museum? Aren’t you an art historian?”

What the fuck was this girl on about? Pierre swung around wildly trying to figure out what was different in the room that could give him any clues.

You howled out a laugh, hand resting innocently on his thigh to get his attention back to you, completely ignoring the fact that you were in a museum now.

“I am so sorry” you got out between laughs “I gave you absolutely zero context there to what I was talking about” you continued laughing, eventually catching your breath.

“Me being here alone, I’ve never really travelled and stuff alone, which is a bit of a longer story, but it’s the just of it and then one day I kind of just ran away and now I’m sitting in an art museum feeling a bit too proud of myself for being, I don’t know, brave?” a grin spread across your face, you attempting to keep the tears at bay once again.

“You ran away?” Pierre now staring directly at you again, intrigued as to what the larger story may be but not wanting to push you for it.

“I did” you whispered out, not regretting what you had done for a second.

“Me too” Although Pierre wasn’t experiencing the same emotions you were feeling by the looks of it, for him, it was almost a secret shame that he had to do this in order to get away, to feel like himself, but even that was tinged with the guilt.

“You’re here alone too?” for the first time you had fully seen the strangers face as he had taken off his baseball cap momentarily, forgetting that he was technically meant to be hiding.

God, he was beautiful.

“I am, for once” he chuckled, stopping when you looked confused, but not elaborating further.

“You around people too often?” The question was innocent enough, but Pierre couldn’t tell if you were joking or not.

“Well, yeah, my job kind of means I’m never really alone” he hesitantly put the information forward, surprised you hadn’t reacted as people normally had, suddenly wondering if you even knew who he was at all.

“Oh that’s awful, I’m so sorry” the sympathy in your voice was sincere, “what do you do?”

Holy shit, you had no idea who he was.

“I work with cars” it wasn’t a complete lie, but for just a second Pierre didn’t want to be an F1 driver, he just wanted to be some guy who worked with cars.

“Huh” fuck, Pierre prayed you suddenly hadn’t figured it out, “didn’t take a car guy to be interested in art” you really had absolutely no idea who he was.

Pierre just let out a gentle laugh at that, once again allowing the silence to fill the room.

In his mind though, it was a completely different story. He was running through ideas of potentially spending this very short holiday with you, where he could be just, Pierre.

“Listen, forgive me if this is a bit forward, but do you maybe want to grab dinner with me after this, considering we’re both here alone?” Pierre knew he was taking a risk, but fuck it, what’s the worst that could happen?

“Please, I’m starving.” Pierre had never seen anyone look so thankful in his entire life, “just, I need to grab my suitcase from security” you began standing up, getting yourself ready to go.

“Suitcase? Haven’t you checked in anywhere yet?” Pierre began following you towards the entrance.

“Oh, I uhm, I don’t have anywhere to stay yet” you avoided eye contact with the man acutely aware of how dumb you sounded.

“Holy shit, you really did just run away” Pierre had at least planned his vacation, suddenly feeling stupid even thinking he was in the same situation to you, you had literally run away.

“Yup” you flashed him a cheesy smile.

_____

“So, how long are you staying then if you have no where to stay?” You had both finally settled down in a small hidden away restaurant on the coast, Pierre insisting on going somewhere small and secluded.  

“Oh, I leave in a week, I think” you tried to remember when you had booked your return ticket.

“Oh my god, you don’t even know when your flight back is?” You were the bravest person Pierre had ever met, he literally could never relinquish this much control over anything and here you were just, well, winging it.

“I feel like you judge me a lot” you united your eyes at Pierre, making him laugh, knowing you weren’t being serious.

“No, just, fuck, you may be one of the bravest people I’ve ever met, I could never just rock up somewhere new not even knowing where I was going to stay” well, at least brave in a different way, a lot of people he knew were ridiculously brave, but more so in a masochistic way, much like himself.

“There’s a first time for everything” you shrugged, the validation of what you had done feeling good, for once, you had gotten positive validation for something that you knew was deep down in you, not only being praised for being the predictable timid little girl.

“There seems like there may be a story here” Pierre attempted to probe, curious what had lead the woman in front of him to do what she had done.

“and you may find out in due time” you truly didn’t want to get into it right now, wanting to be the brave girl for just slightly longer, not wanting to be forced to slip into your old persona so quickly, not wanting to be the timid girl here, not now, not with him.

You were thankful when the waiter approached to take your orders and even more thankful this man hadn’t pressed you for more, instead understanding somehow.

And so you both sat for dinner, you, the brave run-away artist and Pierre, the nobody who worked with cars, both sinking deeper into the roles you had created for yourselves, enjoying the good food and simple conversation that didn’t actually touch on either of your true lives once well into the night, but all good things must come to an end.

“Stay with me” Pierre offered up as you sat after you had paid the bill, finishing off the bottle of wine before you left, I have a chalet on the beach, big enough for two, nothing weird, just two run-aways” it was a long shot but fuck, you had nowhere else to go.

“What if you’re some like, weirdo serial killer?” you knew he wasn’t, but you shouldn’t just blindly trust this man so easily, it made you nervous that you did.

“I have absolutely no idea how to prove that I’m not, but I promise” It was all Pierre could offer up, “If you hate it, I’ll help you find somewhere new tomorrow first thing, pinkie promise, we all know that’s law” he held his pinkie out as a way to prove to you that he would stick to his word.

You mulled it over for a moment before wrapping your pinkie around his, shocked that you were about to do something this risky, every part of you screaming at you not to do it, but then there was the quiet small voice, in your heart “what if it is the greatest adventure of your life?”, you couldn’t not listen to her.

Pierre stood up and grabbed your suitcase leading you to his car to take you to your new holiday home for the week, the ever gentleman opening the door for you before placing your suitcase in the back and getting behind the wheel himself.

“Oh, before I forget, I’m y/n by the way” it had suddenly dawned on you that neither of you had ever introduced yourselves, remining strangers until this moment.

“Oh shit, sorry, enchante Y/n, you have a beautiful name” you blushed yet raised your eyebrows expectantly.

“Pierre” and with a timid smile, your great adventure began.

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Updated Request Information Guideline as of 3/5/2023 to Present

I've decided to update my request guidelines to better reflect my needs for submissions, what I’m comfortable with, etc. Please read this before you request anything.

WHO I’LL WRITE FOR:

Modern Warfare II - 

John Price

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

Simon ‘Ghost' Riley

Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish

Phillip Graves

Alejandro Vargas

Rodolfo ‘Rudy’ Parra

Modern Warfare (2019) -

Alex Keller

CoD: Ghosts -

Keegan P. Russ 

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Logan Walker

Thomas A. Merrick

Alex V. ‘Ajax’ Johnson

Kick

Modern Warfare: Multiplayer - 

Arthur

Nikto

König

Krueger

Misc. -

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Sandman (MWIII (2011))

Original timeline character ver., e.g., '09 Soap, Ghost, etc.

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Petplay & anything in that area

Intense descriptions of SA*

Intense descriptions of Self-harm*

*I’m alright with writing very light references/insinuations after the fact - but no way in-depth.

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Involving - 

NSFW/smut

SFW

Angst

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Character death (major or minor)

Character pregnancy/having children/being parents, etc.

Pretty much anything not mentioned in the above category, always within reason, is fair game. If you’re unsure about your idea, please ask.

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[ultimaid]

Genuine question, I don't mean any offense, but what do you see in Sounia? He's such a creep to her.

he is! and i don’t condone his behavior toward her in any way, i do find it creepy and the fact that she in-game wants him dead is honestly pretty funny. this post is NOT me making excuses for canon!souda’s actions.

for me it’s more like… i see a lot of painful awkwardness in souda. a lot of “oh god i don’t know how to interact with people” that comes with his obvious neurodiversity + having grown up in an abusive environment. and i think that mirrors sonia’s own awkward nature, in a way, she’s just much more graceful and poised about it. in the end they’re both huge nerds and i think that, once souda is able to realize “hey!! this is NOT how you treat someone you like!!” and gain a little empathy, they could have a really intriguing dynamic.

it’s about the growth for me — about souda’s growth, sure, about him learning how to interact with the people around him in a way that doesn’t put them off immediately, but also about sonia’s growth and being able to set boundaries (which she never clearly does in the game). it’s very much NOT a “using the woman for the man’s growth” sort of thing for me — it’s about both of them! i think they could get along!

pluuuus, i haven’t seen the dr3 anime but i think they are friends in it, based on what i’ve heard! or at least closer than they are in the game, which makes me happy.

in the end it’s more of a hypothetical dynamic than anything else, but i think they could have fun being silly and nerdy together. once souda realizes she’s just another person and once she feels comfortable setting boundaries with him i just think it could be something interesting to explore.

(i’m also weak for silly puppy-love crushes that grow into actual respect and care.)

one of my favorite takes on their relationship and how it could develop postcanon is in this fic, pygmalion effect. major TW for a few things in the fic (all of which i believe the author tagged), plus the last chapter is just porn, but it’s genuinely such a fascinating take on the sounia and sonsoudam dynamics.

EDIT: goodness i didn’t explain myself well at all in this post i am so sorry. please let me know if you need any further clarification, i love talking about these two.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

hello there! 💜💚 i hope you're well and have enough time for tea, baths and all the other lovely self-care stuff 💚💜

i would like to ask you a question... i feel a bit dumb asking this but... what are the different types of fanfics? like- i know what fluff, angst and smut is. and i know what's an AU, and more or less the concept of omegaverse (i think...)

but when is a ficlet a ficlet? or a oneshot a oneshot? what is a 221b? a drabble? idk if there are more but i guess i just don't really understand the differences between the lengths of them? does this make sense..?

i've been confused about this for a while and can't quite figure it out. if you'd help out i'd very much appreciate it!

ps: please don't be too judgy about me not knowing this *hides*

Hey Nonny!

AWW thanks!! I love tea, baths and lots of self-care, just very bad at giving any of it to myself, haha!

And NONNY, please know that there are NO judgements here at all! PLEASE don't feel bad!! Fandom isn't something you magically know overnight! <3 And it's always okay to ask! <3

Before I answer your question, I highly recommend you peruse the Fanlore Wiki; it's a good place for new people to learn about fandom terms and history, so check it out if you need further clarification, as my answers are based on my understanding of each of the things you're asking about from being in TOO many fandoms for TOO many years, LOL.

I'm not going to go into everything, since fandom is SO huge and there's so much about it that I can't cover it all, hence the link to Fanlore, so here are immediate answers to some of your questions:

Drabble: A fic that's exactly 100 words

A 221b Ficlet: A fanfiction exclusive to the multiple variants of Holmesian fandoms that's exactly 221 words long, and the VERY last word of the fic starts with "b".

Ficlet: A short story, usually under 1,000 words but can be a little more.

Oneshot / vignette: A short, single chapter "scene" fic, essentially a story covering a missing scene or an out-of-context situation. In a similar vein, there's Two-Shots, which is basically a oneshot but from two different perspectives (ie. First chapter is situation from character A's POV, and Chapter 2 is from Character B's situation).

Podfic: An audiobook of a fanfiction. If you prefer to listen to stories, rather than read them, there are a tonne of amazing podficcers recording stories in multiple fandoms.

Five and One (and variations of): A story that depicts "Five times that Character [verb] [insert situation here] and one time [insert contradicting situation here]". It's basically 6 one-shots in a single story that has the last "one time" situation be a feel-good FINALLY ending. Some authors split them up into single chapters per situation, and others write the whole story as a single chapter.

Meta / Metafic: An essay or story based on analysing a piece of media. The Fic version expands upon a theory within a given fandom so that the theory fits into the narrative of the show.

WIP: Acronym for "Work In Progress", which is an unfinished published story. Some authors "write as they post" while others finish multiple chapters prior to posting them, but only post chapters one at a time on a scheduled basis, which keeps people coming back to the story until the end. The latter USUALLY guarantees a full-story inevitably being posted, so it is the more preferred type of WIP.

Short Story: a story under about 10,000 words

Novella: a story between 20 and 50K words

Novel: Anything over 50K words. I think past a certain number (100K?) it becomes an Epic, but I'm not 100 on it. Google says it's a story that spans multiple "books" and time periods, so I'm not sure.

Hope that helps a little bit, Nonny, and PLEASE don't hesitate to ask if you come across some other terms you would like to know from a fandom-old's perspective! We love helping y'all out! <3 NEVER feel dumb, please. There's no shame in asking for help. And if someone made you feel dumb because of it, FUCK 'EM.

[fuckitwebhaal]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 (Also any advice for someone who's trying to start writing, for themselves primarily but still like. looking at my text and man :/ how do I start getting better? and yea it's a durge fanfic lmao)

“Well… you’re one of Lathander’s soldiers, right? That’s why you were in there. Lord of the Dawn and all. I know! I’ll call you ‘sunshine’. That’s much easier to remember.” Karlach beamed, evidently proud of her work. Bedivere couldn’t help but smile back. “So, sunshine. It’s a bit of a long story and probably one best told over dinner. You’re welcome to come back with us."

Ah! I've never been really asked something like that before, but I'm happy to give you some of my best advice. I'm a little scatterbrained with COVID atm, so if you need any clarification or have follow-up questions, please feel free to reach out.

Writing is a skill that's best honed through practice! And, truly, the best practice is to read. Start by reading authors whose work you admire. Why do you admire them? Is it the way they structure sentences, or tie together the plot, or handle character interactions? Dig into that! How do they do that? Don't just 'read', take notes. I am constantly highlighting and writing in the margins of books I love, especially when I see an excellent use of an author 'showing' and not 'telling' emotion; I struggle with that a lot!

And read and take notes on authors you wouldn't normally pick! Expanding your horizons is the best way to learn new things about yourself and new tools to pack your author's toolkit. I detest sci-fi, personally, but I do try to make an effort to read something in the genre now and then (maybe I'll like it this time! Or, maybe I'll just learn something new about how an author can build worlds)!

In a more technical sense, the best way to strengthen your writing is editing. This website has a lot of useful and practical PDFs explaining how to effectively proofread your work and strengthen your writing. This PDF of writing exercises may seem juvenile, but I refer back to it because it truly is the basics that can set you up for success. In my opinion and experience, proper grammar and sentence structure are the basic building blocks to get your writing to really take off.

"But how do I make it sound eloquent? And pretty? How do I make it sound the way it appears in my mind?" Practice! Your first draft is probably gonna suck. But every draft ever will get better and better! For my fanfics, I usually go through about three or four drafts before I let my beta readers take a look at it. And after they look I draft again! So usually five drafts before anything goes up on Ao3. (For Tumblr, I usually just throw up my second pass after my basic grammar has been fixed).

The more you practice, the more you will find yourself growing into your own voice, and that's something that can't be easily replicated. The way everyone tells a story is unique! And, personally, I would love if you would send me your durge fic once you've posted it! I would even be happy to take a look at it if you'd like some fresh eyes after a few rounds in the drafts--I'm full of free time, with COVID and all.

Send me a 🌹 and i'll post a line from my current wip!

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How to Post your Works to the SQSupernova Collection!

That’s right - it’s almost time for Authors and Artists to put their beautiful works on display! We’ve made our beautiful, wonderful guide to help you post your work successfully - please read it THOROUGHLY before asking questions! We promise we’ve covered almost anything that could cause issues.

The posting deadline for all works is 11:59pm Eastern Time on September 4th!

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For those of you with experience posting to the Swan Queen Supernova collection from previous years, this year’s collection can be found HERE - just hit the ‘post to collection’ button and away you go!

Quick reminder - don’t forget to click POST when you are done formatting your work, NOT ‘save as draft’! We will not be able to see or reveal your work if you save it as a draft, and it will not count as being submitted!

For those of you who need more assistance as you prepare to post, read on for more specific instructions:

All right! For those of you who would like further clarification, your first step will still be to go to THIS LINK and click ‘Post to Collection,’ as seen below.

On this next page, you will enter all of the information about your fic/art - starting with rating, warnings, fandom, category, relationships,and characters. A sample page would look like this:

Please make sure your rating and warnings are accurate to your fic/art. If you think a warning might spoil something for the plot, you can select ‘Choose Not to Use Archive Warnings.’ Do NOT select ‘No Archive Warnings Apply’ unless your fic/art truly does not have any of the warning elements present in it.

The Additional Tags section is a place to put anything else you feel should be indicated about your story/art. Is it a historical au? Does it take place on a spaceship? Is it fluff? angst? crack? These tags are optional, but many people do use them to organize their fic/art or to find new fics to read and art to appreciate.

Next up is the preface section - this is how you introduce your fic or art!

Authors - you’ve already sent us a title and summary, so if those still work for you, go ahead and just copy them right in there! If you’ve changed some things up since that submission, go ahead and put your final version in here.

Artists - whatever title you use, it’s probably a good idea to add [Fanart] or [Art] to the end of your title, and to tag it as such in the additional tags as well - this will help people find art specifically!

Notes can be posted at the beginning of the fic - like if you are thanking a beta, or blaming someone for making you do this, or giving introductory notes to the readers about setting, etc - or at the end of the fic, if your notes might spoil part of the plot. You can also check both boxes and put notes in both places!

Now for the fiddly bits:

The first, and most important, thing to check is that under Post to Collections / Challenges, ‘SQSupernova8′ is selected. This should automatically show up, since you used the ‘Post to Collection’ button, but please check anyway!

You can also choose to gift your fic to someone - authors may choose to gift their fic to their artist, or vice versa. You should have their AO3 name from your match-up email!

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‘This work is part of a series’ - if your SQSN was part of a series that you have already begun, you can link it to the previous parts here. Otherwise, skip it.

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These are all options that can make it harder for people to leave mean or abusive comments - but they also make it harder for commenters without accounts to leave feedback, so consider the pros and cons before selecting!

And finally, it’s time to input your fic or art!

For fic - if you are comfortable with html coding, feel free to use the HTML editor button in the top right to switch editing boxes. Otherwise, the Rich Text editor will let you do most basic word editing functions, and will maintain bolding, italics, etc pasted in from Word or Google Docs.

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Remember that your image URL needs to end in a filetype, like .jpg, .png, .gif, etc etc.!!! IT WILL NOT WORK IF YOU DO NOT HAVE A FILETYPE AT THE END OF YOUR URL. Your image will NOT appear if your link ends in .html, /, or any random numbers or letters.

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Once you post your work to the collection, it immediately becomes an unrevealed work. This means that its details are hidden from everyone but you and your beloved mods! Unfortunately, this also makes it a liiiiittle harder to find.

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If you have any questions, feel free to contact us at @SQSupernova on Twitter, or at sqsupernova@gmail.com !

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Oyuba'din - Chapter 17: Power

Summary: Jaine finally tells the Bad Batch about her past, but it all goes wrong when she gets startled.

Warnings: discussion of death, accidental injury, panic, Tech has an Attitude™

Author's Notes: *mushu voice* I LIIIIIIVE!!! Alrighty folks, hiatus is sort of ended (I’m not going back to my previous posting schedule quite yet, but I will be posting new chapters of this fic every Monday until I'm able to get back to my regular schedule! I’m really loving where this story has been going and I hope you all do too! 💛🤟

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Jaine fidgeted with the hem of her sweater, part of her wishing she didn’t have to leave this little medbay ever again. She hadn’t realized how much she missed the Marauder after being away from it for only a day; something about it just felt right to her.

There was a light tap on the door, and it slid open to reveal Crosshair, his face still painted with concern.

“You can still back out of this, you know,” he whispered, taking her hand in his, squeezing it gently.

The softer side of Crosshair Jaine was now seeing warmed her heart. She wondered if anyone else had been allowed to know this side existed, let alone having it presented to them so wholeheartedly.

“You know I can’t do that,” she replied. “I’ll be okay.”

Crosshair’s eyes searched hers for a moment, before letting out a quiet sigh.

Crosshair led her out to the galley, where his brothers had gathered, waiting for her.

Jaine tried to read each of their faces. Crosshair was obviously still skeptical over whether or not this was necessary, and Echo had a similar look, though mostly concerned. Wrecker had a fairly neutral expression, if a little nervous. Hunter, with his arms crossed over his chest, wore a scowl that could indicate a migraine. Jaine wanted to ask, and grab his drink blend if he needed it, but she didn’t want to seem like she was trying to delay the conversation. Tech was looking at her directly, his datapad nowhere in sight, which threw Jaine off a little, but his was the hardest to read.

Tech usually had no problem deciphering how he was “feeling”. At least, that’s how it used to be. Over the past few months, however, he had noticed that he was experiencing multiple emotions simultaneously, and more frequently. This bothered him; these types of things weren’t alien to him, he just preferred to focus on other things, more interesting things. But this? This was a riddle that consistently pushed itself to the forefront of his mind, distracting him from all else. It was a complicated equation, one for which he was missing a few key elements, making the whole problem feel unsolvable. It frustrated him.

Jaine took a deep breath, closing her eyes.

“Okay,” she said. “I’ve died four times in the past 10 standard years.”

Just that tiny nugget of information made her heart leap into chest, but she pushed on.

“The first was when my ship crashed while I was attempting to flee my homeplanet with my Uncle and…his accomplice.”

“Was your uncle a criminal?” Tech asked.

“Tech, ask questions at the end,” Echo chided.

Tech hummed. “I am merely asking for clarification.”

“But you’ve interrupted her.”

“It’s okay,” Jaine chimed in. “I think I’d rather just answer any questions you guys have. And, technically, he was never accused or convicted of any crimes by either the Galactic Republic or our planetary government.”

Tech raised his finger, a question on his tongue.

“Qoljak,” she answered before he even began speaking. “My home planet was called Qoljak, before its civilizations were destroyed by a meteor shower. It was so far into the outer rim that most people just considered it wild space.”

Tech seemed satisfied with this answer, but Jaine was sure he’d be researching the little moon as soon as he could.

“What was all the red stuff?” Wrecker asked.

Jaine took a deep breath, raising her hand out in front of her, her palm up. She shut her eyes as she broke that promise she’d made to herself all those years ago; she brought her power forth. The red smoke cascaded from her palm, flowing like water, spilling over her hand and dissipating before hitting the floor. The squad watched with varying degrees of interest, awe, and anxiety.

“Some of the people of my planet were…gifted. From the beginning of our people, the Chromira blessed seven with these powers.”

“‘Chromira’?” Tech questioned.

“Powers?” Hunter repeated warily.

“One at a time; don’t overwhelm her,” Crosshair scowled at them, before looking back to her, his gaze softening considerably.

“The Chromira were our gods. They blessed us with our strength and guided the powers to their destined bodies,” she shrugged. “When a Chromai would pass, their power would move onto the next Chromai.”

Her eyes fluttered open, looking carefully at each of her squadmates, the red smoke fading from her hand as she wrapped it back around her body, almost as though she were hugging herself.

“When Mistress Ailyn Auten got sick, I told my father. He was a medic, and I told him we had to go help ‘the red lady’. He didn’t understand until Rix Auten commed. Sure enough, Mistress Auten, the Crimson Chromai, passed that night.”

“Who got her powers?” Wrecker asked, clearly gripped by her story.

Crosshair looked at his brother in disbelief.

“That would be Jaine,” Tech replied for her, adding a small “obviously” under his breath.

“How does it work?” Echo mumbled, his eyes still on her hand.

“I-I’m not really sure,” Jaine spoke, shifting her weight between her feet. “I was really young when I got my powers, and I was only trained a little before…”

Hunter squinted at her. He could hear how loud her heart was beating; he could feel how nervous she was and he hated pressing her like this. “‘Before’?”

Jaine swallowed hard, trying to force down the bile she felt rising in her throat. “Before my uncle started the war.”

The words settled heavily around the group. Echo looked at her mournfully. Tech, for the first time since she’d emerged from the safety of her medbay, glanced away from her. Wrecker’s face was full of concern, as was Crosshair’s. Hunter had a look of pure concentration, his eyes trained on her. He nodded lightly.

“It was my eighth birthday. I was coming home from training with my mentor, Mistress Rastee, the Rosate Chromai. K-kuna,” she trailed off, hating the way she stuttered over his name and the hot tears pooling at the corner of her eyes.

“Cyar’ika,” Crosshair whispered, watching tears begin to trail down her cheeks. He rose, coming to her side, reaching to take her hand in his.

The moment his hand made contact with hers, he pulled back, yelping in pain, and gripping his hand.

Jaine jumped, her hands falling away from their positions wrapped around her chest, the tiniest hints of red buzzing around them. Tech leapt to his feet, rushing to examine the burn now prevalent on Crosshair’s hand. Jaine didn’t miss the way his expression had lost all signs of his typical curiosity, replaced instantly with anger and fear.

Hunter, who could hear the way Jaine’s heart began to race, the way her breathing became rapid and shallow, came to stand in front of her. He reached out to her, but she pulled away.

“Hey, it’s alright,” he soothed, as though trying to comfort a cornered animal. “It’s not your fault.”

“It is her fault,” Tech spat under his breath.

“Stow it,” Crosshair growled.

Red electricity was sparking from her hands as she stared wide-eyed at the men before her.

“It’s alright, Cyar’ika,” Crosshair assured, the hints of pain leaking into his voice. “I’m alright.”

“You need some bacta,” Tech replied gruffly, hauling his brother toward the medbay, his eyes cold and calculating as they passed over the frightened medic. Wrecker, stunned into silence, followed, worrying after his brothers.

“I-I’m sorry,” she whimpered, staring after them. “I didn’t- I never-”

“We know,” Echo tried to say calmly. “We know, and it’s alright.

“I-I didn’t mean to-” her breathing was becoming more rapid.

“She’s going to hyperventilate if we don’t get her calmed down,” Hunter warned.

“Hey, Jaine, I need you to breathe, okay?” Echo whispered. “Just breathe; Cross’ll be fine.”

The mention of him brought fresh tears to her eyes and they poured down her face as she fidgeted nervously.

Her hands were still sparking red, and she looked down at them in horror.

Hunter seemed to follow her train of thought, watching as she looked from her hands, to them, to the door behind him.

“Don’t go anywhere,” he whispered, almost pleading. “We just want to help.”

“I don’t w-want to hurt you,” she cried.

“And you won’t,” Echo replied, reaching his hand hesitantly towards her arm.

“N-no!” She sobbed, tossing her hand in front of her, unprepared for the blast of energy to lash out from her hand, hitting Hunter and Echo across their torsos, throwing them back against the table and booth behind them.

“No, no, no!” she wailed, rushing toward the door, opening it up and freeing herself from the confines of the ship.

“Jaine!” they called after her, but she couldn’t hear them. Her feet were carrying her quickly, and she paid no mind to where they were leading her.

Hunter groaned, gripping his side as he pulled himself to his feet. Echo rose next to him, looking about the same as Hunter was feeling.

“I’m going after her,” he told Echo.

“Hunter, wait-” Echo sputtered, but it was too late.

-

Hunter had been tracking her through the city for nearly an hour. She had the advantage over him; yes, she was panicked and likely not thinking straight, but the barrage of stimuli constantly changing and shifting, covering her trail remarkably well. He’s always hated cities. Her scent was nearly all he could go off of this time. He resented that the normally sweet, comfortingly warm scent was marred by her fear and hopelessness. He needed to find her, to tell her it was all going to be okay. He could feel himself becoming frantic, his own worry growing like the pain in his side.

And then he saw it: the Jedi Temple. Maybe she’s seeking out Kenobi.

“Hey! Hold it,” ordered a Coruscant Guard as Hunter approached an entrance to the Temple.

“I’m looking for a woman,” he started to explain.

“Ain’t we all,” chuckled the other guard.

“She’s my squad’s medic,” Hunter replied gruffly. “I think she came this way.”

The first Corrie hummed a little as he thought. “Shorter girl, red hair?”

“Yeah, that sounds like her,” Hunter confirmed with relief.

“She was crying, you know,” the second Corrie said, walking over to join the conversation.

“And she had the right access codes to get in,” the first added. “Makes you wonder who could upset someone looking as precious as that, someone who can get into the temple. Who is she, a youngling?”

“Like I said,” Hunter asserted. “She’s my medic and-”

“Why was she crying?” the second guard asked. “Makes you wonder, doesn’t it, Roller?”

“Really does, Tuck.”

The first guard, Tuck, as Hunter now knew, stepped towards him, and without needing to see the regs’ face, he knew he was scowling.

“I don’t want any trouble boys, I just want to help my medic,” Hunter said, low. “I need to take her back to our ship.”

“Don’t I know you from somewhere?” Roller mused. “That’s right, you’re the sorry leader of that sorry batch of defectives, aren’t you?”

“Are you then? How’d you end up with a medic as pretty as that?” Tuck chuckled.

“And worse off, how could you fuck it up badly enough she runs off, goes crying into the temple like that?”

“Yeah, what’d you do to her anyway? How should we know if she even wants to go back with you?”

Tuck prodded Hunter’s chest, clearly trying to provoke him. Hunter was seething, but doing his best to take steadying breaths.

“Gentlemen, this is hardly the place for playground squabbles, don’t you think?” All three men straightened to attention at the sound of General Skywalker’s voice. The General, along with Commander Tano, were exiting the Temple.

“Apologies, sir,” Tuck spoke, his voice rigid.

“Sergeant Hunter?” Skywalker said, approaching him.

“Yes, sir.”

“What is this I heard about your medic running off?”

Skywalker eyed Hunter suspiciously, but Tano looked between them, concerned.

“I thought everything was fine after the meeting. What happened?” she asked, confusion evident in her voice.

“Wouldn’t be more of those pesky ‘irreconcilable differences’ again, would it?” the General chuckled, ignoring the stern look from his padawan.

“Hunter?” she prompted.

“Lieutenant Vale was filling us in on certain aspects of her history, but she got upset and ran off. I followed her trail here.”

Ahsoka thought about this for a moment, before looking up at Anakin. “Master, I’ll meet you at the ship after I escort Sergeant Hunter into the Temple, and assist him in locating Lieutenant Vale.”

Anakin had a soured expression, but nodded, huffing off to his ship.

“Thank you, sir,” Hunter said warily.

“No need,” she waved him off as they entered the halls of the Jedi Temple.

Thanks for reading! - Dang

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20 Questions Game for Fic Writers!

I was tagged by @ssmtskw! thank you bud <3

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

23!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

204,389

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Technically, Marvel (specifically Iron Dad) and Red, White and Royal Blue, though I've taken a huge step back from Marvel.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Baby's Firsts

Domestic Life Was Never Quite My Style

Starlight, Star Bright

Two Worlds, One Family

Tony Stark vs. Babies "R" Us

(um... ok, they're not bad fics, but they're all super old. the fact that they're my top five is due to age more than anything else. I was a semi-popular writer in the height of the Iron Dad fandom's activity. My writing has significantly improved since these were written, so if you've read my most recent work and decide to go back and give these a try, just keep that in mind 😂 most of them are five years old.)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Almost always! There are a couple of unfinished fics that I ended up turning off the comments for, though, because I don't plan to finish them, and I kept getting comments on them that are written with the best intentions but come off as discouraging and kind of obnoxious instead - "update when?" "i know this is a longshot but please update" "it's been two years, will you ever update?" Aside from those, I do try to answer every single comment that comes to my inbox.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Um... I don't really write angsty endings 😂 "I Will Soften Every Edge (I'll Do Better)" is probably as close as it gets? It's not pure angst, but it's not pure fluff, either. "Oh, Little One, You Just Need to be Brave" is another kind of vaguely hurt/comfort angst-adjacent ending, I guess, but please don't read that one 😂 the only reason I haven't deleted it is because I know how frustrating it is when authors delete stuff.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Maybe "Baby's Firsts" or "Before, After, and Beyond"? Like I said, angsty endings are hard to come by in my fics, but if you want pure fluff...

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nah. I've gotten a couple of comments that were confused by something and asked for clarification, but they were very polite about it.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

LOL, no 😂 I'm comfortable talking about it, but I don't think I'd ever write it myself.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve ever written?

I used to write wild crossovers all the time when I was a little kid just learning how writing works for the first time 😂 I don't write them so much, anymore, it's not really my thing, but I think one time when I was a kid I wrote a Harry Potter/American Girl crossover? 😂

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yeah, actually! Or, at least part of one. Someone translated two chapters of "Before, After, and Beyond" into Russian. I think they forgot to translate the third? It was still pretty cool, either way.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah, a couple times. I've taken my name off the published ones, but I'm working on another project with a bunch of people from the Brownstone server, at the moment, and I'm super excited about it!

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

At the moment? FirstPrince. It changes depending on my current hyperfixation, but Alex and Henry are my #1 right now.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Ugh. Probably the birthday fic in my "Tony Stark adopts Harley Keener and Peter Parker" AU. I've just completely run out of steam on anything Marvel-related, and I feel bad about it, but there's not a lot I can do. My mood completely plummets whenever I try to sit down and make myself work on any of my old Marvel WIPs, so I've just been giving myself some grace and telling myself that if I never finish them, it's okay.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Ooh, I don't really think about this very much. I feel like I'd need an outside opinion 😂 I've been told by several different people that I'm good at nailing characterizations, which always makes me pretty proud of myself, haha. Every time I get a "this is so in character!" comment I puff up like a peacock 😂

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Descriptions, maybe? I can do them, but I feel like they've never quite as interesting as they could be.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I love multilinguism in fics! It's a little intimidating for me personally, because I never quite managed to grasp a second language myself, so I have to rely heavily on translators and asking people who speak the language "hey, does this make any sense?" but especially when I'm writing Alex and his family in RWRB fics, their bilinguism is so important and I don't want to skip it just because I'm scared, so I'm willing to put in a little extra work to make it more authentic.

19. First fandom you ever wrote for?

Well, technically, if we're talking about writing that never even got published, the very first fanfic I ever wrote back when I was probably around six years old was a Harry Potter self-insert 😂 But my first published fic was for the MCU.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

"It's Nice to Have a Friend" 😊

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Good evening! Hope everyone is having a good night. I was just wondering what makes a fanfic a serial? Thank you in advance!!!

Hello, there!

By definition for FeudalConnection, a serial is a collection of drabbles or oneshots or a combination of both that makes up one larger story; part of the same universe or encompasses the same theme. 

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[majicmarker]

You seem like the person to ask, since you’ve written a lot of very good fic in another fandom without bogging yourself down with the rest of that show’s canon ridiculousness before. 😉 How fucking confusing would hellcheer fic be to read if I have never watched Stranger Things and have no particular intention to do so in the future? For science!

Took an unintentional break from tumblr, came back, and this pairing is ✨everywhere✨ on my dash

GORL u know this is what i’m here for 🌈💫

tbh, i can only speak to my work and the handful of authors i read (i just don’t read much fic for various reasons, yadda yadda), buuuuuut…

keeping that in mind, and FOR SCIENCE, obvs i recommend my stuff (humility is useless and i rock) + my ao3 bookmarks (ik i have a couple recs that i haven’t bookmarked, too, i’d just need to check out my subscriptions) — and i don’t think any of those should confuse you, bc 99% of the aforementioned doesn’t involve the canon sci-fi stuff, so basically what you come away with here is john hughes and/or romantic comedy and/or just point-blank Good Shit romance.

i’ve never gotten past the s2 premiere of stranger things, meanwhile eddie & chrissy don’t show up ‘til s4, and i’m out here writing fic for them based solely on their five-minutes-and-change scene (and, like, ~vibes), so if i can write it without much concern for overall canon lore, you can definitely enjoy reading it the same way.

(and, natch, my dms are always open if you have any questions/need some more clarification!)

[maiverie]

i have a question -- how did you end up getting so much engagement on your first posts? was it more gradual or sudden, and do you have any tips for new writers that are not getting as much attention on their posts?

hi anon!! UM OK i'm very very very flattered and kinda surprised you think my posts get that much engagement (honestly there are sm accs that are much bigger than mine!), but thank u sm for reaching out!! I'm really happy to help so here are my thoughts ^^

I feel like there are two ways you can categorise tumblr engagement as a writer: notes and feedback. if by "first posts" you mean the first fics I posted on this acc, I wouldn't say they did all that well with the note count, but I was really really satisfied with the amount of feedback I got back! stuff like comments/replies, asks, text rbs etc. etc. if you want your work to get notes, i.e. you want a lot of exposure, I would suggest posting things that most people like to see/read (for example, things like headcanons, drabbles, smaus, popular tropes, popular members, etc.). it's not going to be a surefire way to get a lot of notes (because obviously there's a lot more to it), but posting things that people are familiar with — whether that's a trope, a member, or a format — will increase the likelihood that they'll engage with your content. there are a lot of people that have a subset of things they like to read (and will always go back to it), and there are fewer people who like to venture out into the unknown.

you've probably seen a lot of writers talk about the whole "like to feedback ratio" where many authors are seeing discrepancies between the two. for example, a fic of theirs might get 300 likes and only have 5 people reblog it with text or something. I think authors talk about this a lot because, at least in my personal experience, the number of notes doesn't really mean much if there isn't any other feedback to accompany it. my point is that you could write a bunch of headcanons or smaus or whatever and get a bunch of notes from it and still feel unsatisfied if you don't receive proper feedback.

based on my experience, the amount of feedback I receive from my writing is proportional to how much effort I put into it. there's like a drabble that I spent one night on which didn't do that great in terms of note count or feedback/rbs, but there are series/fics I've spent hours and hours writing for which I received a lot of feedback. purely based on my experience, I would really really recommend that you pour your heart and soul into your fics and let your hard work shine through. this might seem a little blunt, but if your writing is decent, your grammar isn't totally botched, and the plot makes sense — you will do just fine :) also, people naturally give feedback only if there's something they can react to — take a look at your stories and think about whether or not there's something for readers to talk about when they rb. did something really heartwarming or shocking happen? are one of the characters funny as fuck? is the plot so toe-curling that readers can't help but scream about it? if you're struggling to have people talk about your fic, you need to give them more reasons to.

overall, I would say my acc has been pretty steady with growth. I noticed a spike when I posted my first smau (because, like I said, a lot of people like to read smaus) but even then, I didn't really care for it because I wasn't really getting the quality feedback that I had with my other stories. I hope the above answers your first two questions ^^ if you'd like any clarification, let me know!

general tips for writers who aren't getting as much attention on their posts:

make sure your layout/presentation is legible and eye-catching. make sure it looks good in both dark and light mode and that the fic's title + main idol member + general vibe/genre (for example, romcom or horror or whatever else) is obvious at first glance

pay attention to the grammar in your stories! read it again and again and make sure there aren't sentences that run off too long or seem too jarring

cut up your paragraphs and make sure they're not too lengthy — I would say anything more than 25 lines is probably going to make some people lose interest

reply to the people that engage with your posts and show genuine appreciation for them — nobody is ever obligated to give you feedback, so I think responding to everything you get and just being very open in general will make people feel more comfortable interacting with you

think about the structure of your fic: if it's a long fic, then ofc the word count doesn't really matter. but if it's a series, make sure your chapters don't run too long or too short. I don't have a lot of experience writing smaus so I can't really comment on them — but ig my advice is to make sure every update has at least one funny joke (with the obvious exception, like if it's an angsty smau or smth idk).

I feel like the stories that stick with me the most, i.e. the ones that are the most memorable, are ones that have their own little twist. you're more than welcome to write popular tropes, but from a reader's perspective, I would say putting your own little spin on them would probably result in more engagement / interest in ur story ^^

apparently (idk if this is true) only the first five tags are the ones that matter, so make sure they're the most popular tags !!

join some networks!! they’re run by amazing amazing people who literally rb your work for free :) u might even meet new friends !!

@.goldenhypen made a survey that actually shares really really interesting insights! stuff like who the most popular member is and what tropes most people seem to like. have a read through it!! it might help!!

I hope this helps anon! again, I'm very very very positive there are other users you can ask and they'll probably be more qualified to give advice TT nevertheless im wishing u all the best w ur blog!!!! u got this!!!!!

[heliopauseentertainments]

3, 4, and 9 for Reforged!

Reblog if you are a fanfiction author and would like your readers to put one of your fic titles in your ask + questions about it

Gave me a hard one to answer right away, lol. I'm going to go with favorite bits, etc. from what is already posted to avoid spoilers. I'm also going to go with bits from relatively recent chapters because it's a massive fic and I haven't reread some of the earlier chapters in a bit.

Fic Context: Reforged

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?

This includes a tiny piece of the attached dialogue for clarity.

“Smoochies,” Rodimus announced, with all the grace of a thrown brick, before pursing his lips expectantly.

Excerpted from chapter 90.

Why is this my favorite? Because it's so damn ridiculous, especially in the broader context in which it occurs.

Looming sense of impending, inescapable pain and/or death

A bright moment of happiness in the midst of that

Not only already wanting affection from Megatron, but also expecting that this absurd demand is the best way to ask for it and the complete and utter expectation that this will have the desired result of a "smoochie."

Unexpected word choices for the comedic value

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

“If you’re about to tell me that the gas ball outside is broken, I am not fixing it.”

Excerpted from chapter 92.

It's hard to pick favorite dialogue when one of your major speaking role characters is Rodimus. His dialogue is some of my favorite to write.

He is talking about a gas giant that Caminus orbits. His general refusal to refer to things in a technically specific ways leads to hilarious, irreverent turns of phrase.

He is 100% certain he might be asked to "fix" a "broken" planet.

He is also talking to a generally well-regarded, high-ranking priestess. The absolute disregard for authority in his word choice is fantastic.

9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

Well, there were other versions of trials/trial solutions that I ultimately didn't use, but not necessarily entirely alternate versions.

Unless you count that that when I started writing this, I thought I would be done in 20 chapters tops. You know, like a liar unaware that I was lying.

Spoilers (for earlier trials) below the cut.

The original solution to the third trial was going to be Star Saber appearing just in time to eat all off the scraplets. Hints of that plan are still pretty evident in that arc. The ultimate solution I went with seemed to fit better, but it was definitely a last minute switch.

One of the trials was going to be sending Rodimus out into the wilderness alone on a pilgrimage, something that adherents to the Way of Flame generally do as a rite of passage, to self-reflect and build something (a small, crude lantern) with materials he finds out there. This was scrapped pretty early on, but I kept a few aspects of it.

Originally, Rodimus was going to actually manage something fairly sword-shaped in the second trial and be the one who pulled Star Saber out (and got bitten). But I ultimately decided that wouldn't be failing hard enough and I wanted to better integrate Prowl into the narrative, so I had Prowl do it.

Also, originally, Prowl wasn't going to be in the fic. Neither were the flashback interrupt chapters of Solus, Megatronus, and the others from that time period.

I didn't intend to touch as much on those historical aspects because it was the modern reinterpretation of what the myths meant that mattered more than any factual basis. However, including them ended up being a great help narratively and provided additional clarification for the reader.

As far as Prowl, I... was realizing pretty early on that I needed an additional seemingly antagonistic force and he seemed an excellent person to cast in that role. He was perfectly poised for it. He was also a great window in Autobot weirdness that I couldn't necessarily get in the same way with other cast members (Minimus/Ultra Magnus).

It also gave me an opportunity to spend a lot of time developing a satisfying character arc for Prowl. 100% unintended but I'm glad for it. Also the reader shift in comments from disdain for Prowl as an antagonist to "oh no, is Prowl okay??? Prowl needs to sleep" has been delightful.