orcelito · 1 year ago
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I always find it kind of funny what some other ppl consider "slow burn". Like I've been reading a fic that the writer repeatedly said was slow burn, but some 40k words in and they've had their first kiss...
I'm not complaining, but that just doesn't feel like that slow of a burn to me lmao. But Then Again, this is coming from the person who writes some of the slowest of burns... not the slowest, mind you, but like. In discacc, I'm pretty sure their first kiss happened around... what, 400k words in? Something like that. And they hadn't even officially Met (in person) until like some 70k words in.
And Then there's ITNL. Currently 74k words, and Wolfwood hasn't even officially entered the story yet.
We're in for the long haul, y'all :]
#speculation nation#itnl shit#discacc shit#sure i'll tag it. this post has me remembering writing it :')#but yea like. hm. i dont think it'll take as long in ITNL as it did in discacc for the relationship shit to happen#if i had to estimate... maybe around 200k? for the first kiss at least. based on my plans for it & all.#keeping in mind that ITNL as a whole could be 400k words. or more...#im notoriously bad at properly estimating word counts though#as seen by my 'im 150k words into discacc and halfway through the game so Surely the fic will be 300k words'#and im sitting pretty at 500k and still a good third of the game left. whoops.#i say it's not the 'slowest of burns' bc one of my fav fics ever is at... what... 600k? 700k? i havent looked in a while actually#so i dont remember. but after all of these words the protagonist still doesnt even realize he's got FEELINGS.#they held hands Once. easily made up for with everything else in the story. utterly fascinating mysteries. so on so forth#for the intersection of fandoms of ppl who know p5 and my shit. itnl rly is inspired by Marigolds.#the short and sweet summary that really tells you very little (so u have to tell via tags what it is)!!!#the time travel and years passed before even MEETING the other person again#im not going as in depth into it but the inspiration is there. im still just utterly enamored with Marigolds years later#and this is a trope so common in p5 fandom (the NG+ style of time travel) yet i hadnt seen it at all in t.rigun#so. yeah. maybe i moved to a new fandom and am taking inspiration from one of my fav fanfics ever#but to be fair discacc has been largely inspired by Marigolds too. just more with characterization than story structure.#anyways. dont worry ITNL readers there will be vw from like the moment they first meet. flirting inevitable.#but the actual resolution will take a while. Emotional resolution even longer than Physical resolution lol#if u read this far into the tags then xoxoxo love U. hope u enjoyed the hints of the planned structure for ITNL
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victimsofyaoipoll · 1 year ago
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alright time to write an essay detailing whatever yaoi has done to my girl nancy wheeler. so like, even when it comes to yaoi shippers nancy has had stonathan, harringrove, AND steddie over four seasons with steddie already having massive popularity + the other shippers, wheras thankfully eleven only has to deal with byler shippers when it comes to the victimization. but not to diminish eleven any more because she has def gone through it in fandom, im going to get into nancy's stuff: you will notice all three ships she supposedly gets in the way of (ignoring jargyle because the shippers are chill in my experience) involve steve harrington, AKA the most popular character if i had to guess and the white boy of the month. see, they were dating at one point in s1 and s2. the breakup was messy. like he kinda was complicit in her slutshaming at one point and didnt let her grieve her dead best friend properly and she ambiguously (as in nobody can fucking decide when the break up was) cheated on him so yeah. messy. mutually. if not more on steve's side given he was a bit of an asshole in s1-2 but gets better. yadda yadda fast forward to harringrove in particular, AKA steve x the guy who attacked a black child and abused his younger sibling (and im not attacking anyone thats just. what happened). basically 90% of them try to convince people nancy is abusive for the two arguments that occurred and is a slut and privileged (never mind steve being probably the most well off member of the main cast + hes a white guy in the 80s) blah blah blah. also ironic they call her abusive OFTEN when billy (one half of harringrove) kinda like threatens his sister max and breaks her things and otherwise abuses her Often. but yeah. they hate her for breaking his heart. they hate her for getting in the wya of their ship possibly. they hate her in general. add that to the general fandom misogyny and suddenly a large number of people are writing essays about how much they hate her and how she's a piece of shit, actually. fast forward to s4 and steddie and a new problem arises: steddie shippers keep flooding her character and ship tags with primarily steddie. so now your options regarding her are mlm ships and mlm shippers shitting on her. also keep in mind there is now more content for half of that ship, a guy who shows up for an hour and dies in the same season, than nancy, a mc. and if you like nancy ships like jancy or ronance, too bad those tags are flooded as well. as in someone did analytics in august for ronance i think and at one point the majority of main pairings in the ronance ao3 tags itself was steddie. either way both ships usually end up as side ships or bait into a steddie centric fic or tumblr post. or nancy ends up third wheeling and getting them together. as a nice bonus (not really) recently steddie shippers have decided that they too hate nancy and have entire posts and common plots (i have seen tumblr ficlets/hc's and people discussing this as a common trope for steddie fics on ao3) about how nancy was a horrible person who damaged steve's self esteem and ability to be in a relationship or something from a break up, as if the relationship wasnt mutually harmful and compounded by nancy's whole dead best and possibly only friend thing. and whoops for ships like ronance that isnt allowed either because steve's friend isn't allowed to interact with his ex despite the fact that said friend literally said he was an ass in the s1-2 timeline. all of this making it impossible to find any positive content without it being interrupted for a character who, if i remember correctly, has almost as much screentime as eleven (and eleven at least has popular fan content and other ships that dont somehow loop around to byler/mike). and whats worse is that while canon doesnt have yaoi victimization it does have heteronormative bullshit in which she is forced into a love triangle with the same guys TWO TIMES. she literally cant win so let her win a poll maybe also sorry this is super fucking long <3
Whoooo Nancy
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aurathian · 1 year ago
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20 questions for fic writers!!
thank you for thinking of and tagging me @mistresslrigtar !! this gave me a nice break from my studies <3
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
31 blushing emoji
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
99,127
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Zelda. mostly BOTW (but i dont discriminate) there are also some Hades fics sprinkled in there
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
for all time (a collab with @zelzenik !)
Of Memories
demeter nipping at your nose (one of my 2 hades fics)
one last look
Life in a Dead World (??????? why)
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Usually yes!! I love getting comments from my readers and I want them to know I appreciate it. if i don't reply it's usually because i think the comment is strange/rude or i just dont know what to say lol
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
def love me (and leave me to die) but it was hard to pick bc tbh im the angst queen (TOTK SPOILERS IN THIS FIC!!)
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
HyMart i'm going to pick this one because its happy all around and tbh idk what fic of mine is necessarily "happy" or has an ending that isnt streaked with tragedy or pain in some way whoops
8. Do you get hate on fics?
not that i remember but ive gotten like. weird passive aggressive comments
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
i write SO MUCH fade to black because writing smut is way too weird for me... like i get embarrassed just typing certain words LOL (reading it is another story...)
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
no, not a fan
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
no!
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
no
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes!!! I love to collab with my friends and @zelzenik and i are literally an unstoppable force when we write together. when we combine our powers nothing can stop us
14. What's your all-time favorite ship?
zelink obvi
15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?
probably my Post-SkSw fic for my Aftermath series . I have restarted this fic 3 times now and I just have no idea how I want to structure it, what I want the tone to be, things like that. Everything I put down never sounds right. Also I just don't have time lol
16. What are your writing strengths?
Dialogue for sure.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Character's inner monologues and scene transitions, I think. I find inner monologues interesting, but I don't think I excel at making them interesting for the reader. I tend to give too much away. As for scene transitions, I find that when I write them they come out very short and rushed.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
I usually don't do this because I'm just not a fan. in my world everyone in Hyrule speaks perfect American English lol. jk but kinda not. it's just not something I'm really thinking about when I write? and if I do include other languages, the main character(s) are usually oblivious to it and I don't include actual syntax. I'll just say "they muttered something in a different language" or something similar.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Super Mario. In Kindergarten. I made picture stories. LMFAOOOOO
20. Favorite fic you've ever written?
love me and leave me to die this one probably. i worked super hard on it for zelink week 2023 and thought i presented some unique ideas. totk spoilers abound though lol
ok im tagging people now. but u all have probably been tagged already. sry @hyylia @zelzenik @nocturnalfandomartist and anybody else who would like to join in <3
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Maybe We Can Make This Work
by MajimasMadness
“Y’know you’re the only person who ever called me that?” He asked gently, deciding to ignore Stede’s suddenly skittish nature. “Ed, I mean.” He stretched his legs out in front of him, glad to be taking the weight off his fucked knee. He remembered, briefly, how Stede’s fingers had felt when they had traced the starburst scar. How it made his stomach hot, glowing with some affection and tenderness he had never expected to find.
“Surely not.” Stede wasn’t looking at him, staring out over the ocean. The old Ed, Blackbeard, would have grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look at him. But he was desperately trying to shrug that costume, embrace the real Edward that Stede had so painstakingly chipped free from his shell.
“Really. Everyone else only ever called me Blackbeard of Edward. It was nice– it is nice to be different.” Stede nodded, turning his hands over in his lap. Ropeburns were dark and livid on his pale skin, almost black in the watery moonlight. Ed wanted to kiss them, pull those hands to his lips and treat them with the tenderness he knew he could show. It was tenderness that Stede had eked out of him, and he wanted to wrap Stede in it.  “Stede, mate…”
Words: 5218, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of OFMD Reunion Series
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Israel Hands
Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet
Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff and Smut, Unofficial Sequel, I accidentally a sequel to my other fic, whoops, Stede Bonnet is Trying His Best, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Loves Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Deserves Nice Things, Stede Bonnet Being an Idiot, Soft Stede Bonnet, Soft Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Anal Sex, First Time, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Has Feelings, I don't know what to say about this except SURPRISE 5K MORE WORDS, You don't need to read the previous fic but it does help, The author really hates Izzy Hands, So goes out of their way to make him miserable, DONT COME AT ME HES THE WORST
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/44445415
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spacedykez · 2 years ago
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tails' tags
#the otter splashes - previously #ramblings. original posts about anything and everything but mostly brainrot, writing, and mutuals.
#aroposting - any time i am posting/reblogging things about being aro. i won’t always tag art that i reblog with this though, and i definitely won’t tag ace-only stuff with it.
#paciFics - as mentioned, my fics/writing #sketches in the sand - tag for any of my own art i post
#pacific answers - the most boring ask tag ever ↳#nix tag - asks from my beloved mutual @felicityphoenix5 ↳#anon-der the sea - anon asks. cringe is dead. don’t mind the sobbing.  ↳ named anons - for reference.
#art - tag i use when reblogging art. mostly. haven’t been great at tagging it lately. but please consider reblogging to support artists. do i need to link the rant here.
#fics - other people’s works. reblog fics you fucking cowards (if you do reblog fics i love you /p). reblog fics just as much as art. got it?
HERE is my system of saving posts
#under the deep queue sea is fairly self explanatory. my queue tag.
#otter tag is my tag for otters, the animal! anything otter-related will go under this tag. please tag me in posts about otters! as you can tell by my name i love the little guys :D #mothposting is for well. moths. n butterflies. and o!sneeg & moth!jon & moth!pearl. basically da Moth Aesthetic #neo tag is for things i post/reblog related to neopronouns cause i really really like to talk about neos i love neos so much ^-^
#pacific’s picrews is a categorization tag for any picrews i post. i just like the silly little guys ok.  #sona tag: here u can find references (picrews and My Art) of my sona #shinies for crow is my tag 4 when ppl draw things for me/of me!! if you're looking for more images of my sona there are some here as well. mostly its just for me to save the things that ppl have made for me :DD they make me happy :DD
other notes: i tag things with #me irl quite frequently and when i’m tagging art i do tag people in it quite often but i don’t use full usernames. so my tags are just #wilbur, #pearl, #gem, etc. #scott #smajor gets two tags cause i can never decide which to use. i am also very bad at remembering to tag everything all the time. and the lifestealers dont even have tags WHOOPS
TWS: i’m not great about tagging tws, but i will tag graphic depictions of blood (both in my own fics and art that i reblog) as well as any very intense tws in my fics. and i do try my best to tag #suggestive. my tws are “#tw [thing]” nsfw text will also be tagged. and if there’s something else that i need to start tagging let me know i will do my best. also, i use caps a LOT. please be warned if that is something that bothers you.
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sphairais · 8 years ago
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum Additional Tags: Near Death, Near Death Experiences, Kissing, Caretaking, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Feels Summary:
It was no rookie mistake that he found himself between a rock and a hard place.. He ended up there of his own volition and if he could have it, he would die if it meant the safety of dearest friend and comrade.
Fear.
That was all Noctis could remember at the very moment when a set of claws dug deeply into his back, dragging downwards and effectively tearing through the fabric as well as into flesh and muscle. Whatever semblance of arrogance or cockiness was gone, now replaced with panic and pain as the claws seemed to both set his nerves ablaze and corrode them all at once.
Noctis slipped up, made a tragic mistake of luring the hulking beast away from the others and now.. Well now, he was trapped between a rock and a rather large and enraged Behemoth and much to his misfortune, he was out of potions. He would die here, a once crown prince who'd soon be nothing more than bits of severed limbs and flesh and the world would be unaware.  The royal line would end at him and there would be no wedding, no saving Insomnia, the crystal nor stopping Niflheim.
Whatever magic he had was thoroughly drained from him during the fight and escape, most of it had been spent on healing his already battered limbs and yet here he was, staring down the beast as if he still had a chance.
"Noct!"
 It had been two incredibly long and stressful weeks since the incident near Hammerhead. While Noctis lay asleep most of the time, the others were careful to keep an eye on his condition. The chores had been divided up evenly, Prompto would tend to playing the role of nurse and aid Ignis in administering medicine while Gladio was tasked with gathering food and medicine from any nearby shops and towns thanks to a list provided by Ignis. Prompto could recall when Noct awoke, how he chuckled at the complaints of numb legs as well as a throbbing headache likely caused by both lingering pain and the eager and excited shouting from the blond. He had healed decently with the exception of a pair of now dark brown scars that decorated his back and the occasional slip up every so often.
Noctis barely remembered the time he spent healing much less the time he spent awake during those two weeks. Everything had seemed so hazy and words were now distant whispers that he could barely recall and yet it seemed vivid.. He could recall Ignis laying waste to the behemoth in a flurry of fire and lightning magic just seconds before collapsing as well as Gladio holding him while Prompto and Ignis both kept watchful eyes on him; Prompto seeming panicked, his face full of dread at what seemed to be the mention of blood loss while Ignis reassured the two that they would handle it. Intense pain seemed to flood his senses keeping him awake and exhausting him completely as  the wounds were tended to. The most vivid memories seemed to all revolve Ignis, who had spent most of his time by his side disinfecting and bandaging the wounds all while reassuring him that the worst was done with. Whatever pain filled pleas and whines the prince had to offer against the sting of disinfectant or stitchings often went ignored but in the end, he was rewarded for his tenacity with soothing words as well as a hand delicately combing through his black hair. He could recall the few times he awoke, still hazy and barely focusing, to the sight of Ignis beside him, keeping careful watch over him and holding his hand and gently running his thumb along the lines of his palm. All too often he awoke to find Ignis close by, either awake or asleep and times he spent awake, he spent them telling Noctis about the day and how Prompto had suggested buying some sort of cake or maybe flowers while shopping with Gladio.
"Noct, you alright?" Prompto pulled him out of his thoughts all while carefully wrapping an arm around the other should he collapse again.  They had spent the last few days trying to get Noct back into at least functioning form through short treks around the camp. "Oh no, are you asleep again?" Prompto complained, his free hand now reaching over to give Noctis a few light and playful slaps on the cheek and earning him a groan of disapproval and slight annoyance. "Do I need to get Gladio to carry you again? Oh! I know, maybe I'll get Iggy to take care of you and wake you up again! I think he said something about you liking it after all and-." He stopped, feeling the Noct's foot on top of his own and gradually adding pressure and now grinding his heel into the shoe. "Iggy help! He's awake and - Ow ow ow!! You're gonna ruin my new kicks, Noct! - Sleeping Beauty is cranky!"
Noct doesn't respond, instead he resorts to pinching Prompto's cheeks and pulling every so often at the mention of sleeping beauty. It doesn't take long for Ignis to step out of the tent and carefully seperate the two as they hurl playful insults towards one another. Instead of suggesting they stop, he simply wraps an arm around Noct's waist and slowly ushers him towards their tent. Perhaps it was Noct's imagination but he could have sworn that Prompto gave him an optimistic smile as well a thumbs up as a form of moral support.
Ignis was careful, gentle as he helped Noctis into the tent and sat him down and sat beside him. The past two weeks had been draining on everyone, especially him. He had spent those two weeks, watching the crown prince flutter in and out of consciousness all while holding some semblance of sanity. Noctis was his charge, his responsibility, and so far, his entire world. There was no future without the prince and yet here he was, so willing to risk his life for his own advisor. Ignis had failed to draw the Behemoth away, failed to fight long enough for Noctis to flee and yet, here they both were. A crown prince now a little worse for wear and an advisor who was given a chance to escape and now.. Well now, he was staring at Noctis and enough to make him fidget.
"Listen Iggy, about what happened." Noctis swallowed hard and shook his head. "I didn't-"
He was cut off by Ignis, who had raised his hand as a clear sign to just stop for once. "You may not have meant to but you endangered yourself regardless, Noct." He shook his head, ever so careful to avoid staring into those blue eyes that would pull him in and just as easily undo him. "Are you aware of how serious your injuries were? You could have very easily had died had we not arrived in time! What would happen to the crystal then and what of Insomnia and Lucis? What were you thinking?" To say he was upset was an understatement. He was well beyond that and now he was torn between concern and anger, towards himself for failing to protect Noct and Noct for being so damn reckless.
Why did he do it..? Because, they were his friends and closest family on this trip, because he needed them, because he cared for them deeply. Because Prompto has nobody except for them.. Because Iris would be devastated if she lost Gladio and because of Ignis. Despite how much he was hounded about healthy eating, reckless actions and driving, he would miss Ignis. He would miss the times they spent as children, the constant jokes he tried to tell, being the first to taste new recipes and deserts, and being able to see him first thing in the morning.
"I know but I'm fine now, I didn't die cause of you guys. I wasn't going to die so easily anyway," Noctis stopped, his lips pursed into a fine line as he gazed up at him. "Ignis would you please just look at me already. Please, I'm sorry but I'm so tired of people dying for me." Whatever cool he had was long since gone, his voice had already begun to crack alongside his composure and now he was well on the verge to breaking down. "I don't need you to die for me."
Ignis was many things; Brave, intelligent, and most importantly loyal. He was being tested and failing at an alarming rate. Whatever will he had was well on it's way to disappearing and all it took was a shared gaze and a pair of sad blue eyes to do him in. Any space between them was closed when Noctis had pulled him down along with him. and now lay on his back with his dear advisor  hovering over him, lips mere inches apart. Any doubt was smothered and snuffed out by none other than the prince's dry lips covering his own.
He doesn't complain, no, instead he reciprocates and eagerly at that, kissing Noct back. His hands gently caressing the prince's cheeks and brushing away the tears he shed. Perhaps it was heat in the moment or something more but he's relieved knowing that this was something that the prince desired and for once there was no voice screaming at him about his actions nor how unprofessional it may have been to kiss the crown prince of Lucis. 
When they part, Noct simply smiles up at him, teary eyed and chuckling and Ignis can't help but sigh at the sight beneath him.
The moment is cut short by the familiar sound of a camera clicking and the tent being lit up by the flash followed by a panic apology and Prompto scurrying away for fear that his life may be cut short by a rather sore and tired prince.
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captain-aralias · 3 years ago
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WIP Wednesday
thanks for tagging me @cutestkilla @martsonmars @palimpsessed @forabeatofadrum @facewithoutheart @prettylightsbigcity @angelsfalling16 @ivelovedhimthroughworse
i have started writing my @co-wipadoption fic! whoop whoop. but i don’t want to share it yet, because i haven’t written much and even though i think it will be obvious where the switch happens, i dont want to draw attention to that. so i thought i’d just share what’s coming soon from me.... 
for @co-wipadoption
as destiny would have it, i’m writing the rest of @facewithoutheart‘s watford-era amnesia fic - the match up that started it all. baz doesn’t remember he hates simon. the bit before i showed up is vv good. the bit after that is still largely unwritten, but i have a plan. i think my part will be good too ;)
meanwhile @forabeatofadrum is writing the rest of my penny-agatha!! we had a nice chat about it today and agatha, and her journey in canon and how it will be reflected here.   
and @facewithoutheart (yes, we swapped) is writing a huddling for warmth fic i made out of a deleted scene from a completely different fic - vv excited for this, as it’s a fav trope that i let down by not including it.  
the amazing thing about this fest is that i’ll get three new fics added to my AO3 (presumably?) but i only actually have to write one. 
for @carryon-reverse-bang
i got very excited and took two concepts - both of which i am vv keen to write, and only slightly afraid of re the deadline.
firstly, i’ll be writing some watford-era!baz hanahaki for @technetiumai‘s lovely floral art - this trope is perfect for baz, and there are some lovely fics for the trope already, including Everything's Coming Up Roses by @annabellelux and Rain Will Make The Flowers by fel24601 i’m looking forward to writing this trope :) 
secondly - the brilliant @asticou and i are talking about ideas for a post!watford friends-to-lovers fake fiancé fic. this one is by definition going to be much longer and more involved than the others - but is very very up my street (shocking, i know). i will probably only get a chapter or so done before the end of May, but i think reverse bang doesn’t require everything to be done. but.... will see how we go. 
very excited about all of these things :) 
if i tagged you in this post, you are also tagged for WIP wednesday should you wish it.
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requirings · 4 years ago
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do you have any reddie fic recs?
BOY DO I! gosh these are gonna be so hard to choose so i’m gonna try to limit myself to just 10 fics
(not in order by preference)
Like a Bullet in the Back (honestly one of my fav works of literature i’m not joking)
There are literally so many good excerpts from this fic, it was hard to choose just one <:I
I love you. I’ve loved you so god damn long I can’t remember when it began. Do you remember, Eddie, that you were born the day before I was born? Five weeks premature. That’s you, Eddie. As if you couldn’t wait to meet me. And it doesn’t work like that. It never works like that. Nobody meets someone when they’re eight years old and knows I will love you forever. But I did. I did know. I didn’t know that I knew but I did.
Husband and Husband (THE CUTEST FIC younger losers, 5ish yrs old)
Richie is so overcome with happiness that he can’t do anything but run around the kitchen, whooping with joy. Eddie sits at the kitchen table, watching him and giggling uncontrollably.
Not Quite Young (i swear i didn’t know rants before reading this fic)
The laughter around Eddie felt like it was a million miles away. Everything about the way Richie talked to the way he walked around the stage felt unbelievably, achingly familiar, and yet Eddie was still clawing through his memories as if trying to string together fragments of a dream. Maybe this was a dream. He closed his eyes for a second, trying to ground himself.
Is This Thing On? (pwp vibrating butt plug)
"You look so good," Eddie says in that same low tone, the one that seems to resonate in time with the vibrations slowly taking Richie apart. "This is so hot, watching you get all worked up when you can't moan or touch yourself or beg for me." Richie grips his drink so hard he thinks his fingers might go straight through the glass bottle. "Son of a bitch," he hisses, and drains half the beer without taking a breath.
Soak Up the Sun (pwp richie’s ass is sunburnt and sensitive)
“You can’t have my dick right now, babe,” Eddie says, circling again, pressing down against his center until Richie is straining upwards, trying to push back onto his finger. “And whose fault is that?” “Ugh, mine,” Richie groans, pressing his face into his forearms. “Because I didn’t put on sunscreen. Is that what you wanna hear? I’ll never forget the sunscreen again, Eds, I promise, if you could please just— ohh.”
Adult Friends (i usually don’t read au’s but this one’s funny!)
Except, Richie hadn’t known Eddie for years and years. They’d only just met. The first time Richie made Eddie smile, he thought, oh. That’s something. And that night, when they were clutching their stomachs and Eddie was grinning at him, red-faced and whimpering and wiping tears from his eyes, Richie thought, oh. Oh, this man is beautiful.
Now What I’m Gonna Say May Sound Indelicate (stellar inner monologue)
Richie knows he’s funny. He self-aggrandizes to the point of parody, but he always has. For every beep beep the gang dished out, he got twelve laughs. Eddie never really wanted him to shut up, even when he was telling him to shut up, even when his jokes were really stupid. Even when he was hunched over his phone at the airport, waiting for YouTube videos to buffer while Richie gargled out some truly pathetic ghost-written jokes, Eddie never closed the window. He wanted to keep hearing Richie talk, like he was waiting for something.
Take My Hand, Take My Whole Life Too (short but sweet)
“But I’m okay?” He can’t help but make it sound like a question. “Tell that to my fucking brain,” Richie croaks. But his eyes are open now and he’s staring at Eddie like he’s trying to commit him to memory. Eddie lets himself smile, his cheeks dimpling, because if this is the image of him that Richie is going to think of to ascertain that Eddie is real and alive, blood still pumping through his veins, then he’ll give him this: proof that Eddie is happy.
Richie Tozier Settles Down (this one is the best media pov fic)
Like, if you want these roles, you’re going to have to put on a disguise. You’re going to have to work really, really fucking hard to put that disguise together.” Tozier, in the years that followed, would fill his routines with references to girlfriends, and go on pre-arranged, intricately choreographed dates with women. He was not out as gay, even to his close friends.
i said i was gonna add 10 but uhhhh honestly a lot of my bookmarks are just. fics that i dont remember what they’re about. and it really doesn’t help that the summaries and tags don’t allude to the plot. fic authors.... please........... tell me wtf is happening.
so! instead i will recommend a stan/pat fic! (it’ll eventually have reddie but the fic is on a hiatus rn)
Tooth & Crow (great inner monologue; unsettling but in a good horror way)
Outside in the tree the great bird rubbed its wings against its sleek body. Then it startled. A crow, ink-feathered and lean, alighted on the branch above it and spread its own black wings darker even than the night. The crow said, “Maturin, maturin,” and the owl leapt clumsily out of the tree as the crow shouted after it: “maturin, maturin,” a hoarse thing that continued long after the owl had gone and the man in the room at the end of the hall had gone away again to another place distant and strange.
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skz-vla · 4 years ago
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5, 7, 10, 11, 30 & 35 for the writing ask game!
whoop! thank you for the ask <3
5. What’s a tag you never want to use for your works even when it applies?
oh uhhh... i don’t know? i can’t really think of why you would not want to use a tag even when it applies...? maybe im stupid but i can’t think of any
7. Your favourite ao3 tag.
oooohhh this is a hard one! i usually just look in the stray kids tag or the tag for my favourite pairings, but if i see Tooth-Rotting Fluff I Click! and Friends to Lovers! the pairing tags i usually visit are chansung, minsung and seungjin but i usually also check the stray kids tag for others!
10. Top three favourite fic tropes.
as i said above, friends to lovers! i just love soft and sweet fics mutual pining because gosh yes (combined with friends to lovers it becomes idiot friends to lovers) aaand idk if it’s a trope but summer fics!! i’ve read so many good ones and i love summer so yEAH (special shout out to hurt/comfort and domestic fluff!)
11. Three tropes that are fine but overrated.
okay so i will mention tropes that i’ve read and are fine and not things i am apprehensive to read (like A/B/O lol)
first of all: friends with benefits... i am always kind of disappointed with those kind of fics because it usually involves miscommunication or non-communication and that’s not my kinda things
then: soulmate au’s because i always overthink those kinds of au’s and i can’t help but feel :/// about knowing beforehand that someone is your soulmate... i feel like relationships should be built and it takes away the Tension or something and the Pining
lastly: enemies to lovers :/// i dont really like it when people are mean to each other / bicker too much in a fic... rivals to lovers / forbidden love is fine if they’re not too mean!! jdaklfjkdal
30. Describe a fic that almost happened, but then it didn’t.
oof that’s a hard one... i’ve never began a fic but didn’t finish it... but i am always thinking about writing a fic telling the story i’ve told to my sister over who knows how many nights about 3racha being cursed childhood friends and trying to lift the curse together lmao (or the one where they’re theater kids and 3racha wrote a play together there’s this whole extravagant play and lots of drama around it ajksfjlsdf) i am always worried that i won’t remember everything or that it’ll get tooo long
35. Thoughts on writing challenges/contests.
I think it’s a good way to get your fics out there / get some inspiration, but only if it’s stress free !
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flowerpowell · 5 years ago
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The Fourth Time's the Charm? (Colt x MC)
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This is my entry for #RoDAW for Colt day! I dont know what time is it there where you live, but here it’s already Colt day (yaay). It’s quite long (whoops, sorry for that) and pls dont be misled by this happy gif above! The fic is a bit angsty, lol. Characters belong to Pixelberry, most dialogues from two first parts belong to Pixelberry as well. No rating, everything is safe here for everyone. 
Word count: ~4000 (whooooops)
Tagging: the hosts: @brightpinkpeppercorn @client-327 @choicesarehard @poeticscolt @queenkaneko and my Colt taglist: @lovehugsandcandy @desiree-0816 @walkerduchess @zaffrenotes @long-gone-girl @choicesthot @umiumichan  @claudevonstruke @going-down-downtown @zaira-oh-zaira ♥
One.
“Ellie, get in the car.”
“Leave me alone.” Ellie tries to keep her voice calm and steady but she’s far from that. She’s mad and he can see it.
“Come on. Let me drive you somewhere. It’s your car.”
“Not anymore. I don’t want anything from you people.”
“Hey, we didn’t all lie to you like Logan,” he frowned
“Yeah, because you care so much about me, humiliating me in front of everyone!”
“If you’re gonna yell at me, at least do it up close from the comfort of the car. Besides... you’ll definitely regret letting your pride win next time you’re riding a bus to school,” he smirks and Ellie rolls her eyes, getting in the car and closing the door behind her. She doesn’t look at him but can tell he’s smiling at his win. 
“So where am I taking you? Home?” he asks but she shakes her head. Home is out of reach for her, at least for a while. 
“I don’t really have much of a home left, thanks to you and the crew. Take me to Riya instead. And stop talking to me,” she says, turning her head so she doesn’t look at him. He sighs before speaking.
“Look, you have every right to be pissed at me. That’s definitely not how I wanted to tell you,” he takes a breath and his voice softens a little before adding, “But I hated knowing that asshole was using you.”
“Just tell me one thing, Colt. How long did you know?”
“Pop didn’t tell me until after the Grapevine job. He didn’t tell me about anything at all until he had no other choice but to trust me. What was I supposed to do, knowing Logan was using you, knowing I wasn’t supposed to say anything? It was eating me up inside, and I just...snapped,” he sounds sincere but she can’t force herself to look at him. Not after the humiliation he put her through.
“I’ve seen the way you look at him. I knew the longer we waited, the more it would hurt you.” 
She turns to him with a full intention to scold him, yell at him but... she can’t. He looks almost broken, almost as if it was hurting him too.
“But you’ve seen the way I look at you too, haven’t you? Why couldn’t you of all people be honest with me?” she says instead. 
“It never seemed like the right time,” he shrugs lightly and silence falls between them until they finally reach the destination.
“You deserve so much more than Logan, Ellie,” he turns to her with a serious look in his eyes, so intense she feels a bit intimidated. 
But she gathers her courage and asks, half confidently, half afraid of the answer, “And who can give me that? You?”
“Hell yeah I can. The rest of the crew, they’re not like us. They’re just scraping by. But the two of us? You and me could run this whole town,” he smirks leaning towards her and her face slowly falls.
“Colt...”
“All I’m saying is...” he swallows hard before continuing, “You belong with someone who knows how much you’re capable of.”
Colt looks her her intensively, and without thinking too much about it, Ellie closes the distance between them and kisses him, hard. He kisses her back almost as hard, and she pours everything into the kiss, the pain, the humiliation, the growing feeling for him, the feeling of being understood, the sadness of realization that this is their goodbye, the last time they’ll see each other. The feeling of finding something precious and the feeling of great loss. 
He pulls her onto his lap, his hand massaging her back, and he asks, in between the kisses, “Is that a ‘yes’?”
They break apart for a moment and she looks confused before her face lights up with realization. 
“To your whole ‘rule the world together’ scheme?”
“That’s the one.”
“It’s a hell yes. We’re gonna be the greatest power couple this city’s ever seen.”
“Damn, you’re sexy.”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
He kisses her again, forgetting they’re in a car, forgetting there are people walking and being able to see them, forgetting everything, until Ellie finally breaks apart again. 
“Colt...?”
“Mmm?” He still has his eyes closed and she giggles at the sight. 
“Where do we go from here?” she asks and he finally opens his eyes and looks at her.
“What do you mean?”
“We’re supposed to rule the world together, right? I just... I don’t think I can come back to the garage any time soon. Not after what Logan did, not after what your dad did. And,” she swallows hard, fighting back her tears, “I don’t think it’s such a good idea for you to be visiting me, for a little while, at least.”
“So let’s keep driving. Just say the word and I’ll start the engine.”
“Colt,” her voice breaks slightly, “I can’t just leave my entire life behind. I’ve still got my senior year. It’d be a waste to give up now.”
“It’s just high school.”
“It’s so much more! It’s about what high school represents.” she looks at him expectantly but he doesn’t seem to care much. Her face falls, “You don’t understand.”
“No I don’t. But I do get that this is important to you. I just hate the idea of going back without you.”
“Well maybe next time don’t humiliate me in front of the whole crew.”
He laughs. 
“Fair point. Can we kiss and make up?” he pouts and she kisses him again, slowly but passionately.
“Thank you,” she says when they part and he looks at her puzzled.
“For what?”
“For seeing my worth.”
“You shouldn’t thank me for that. It’s the very least I can do,” he says and she snuggles closer to him, feeling his arms around her, feeling safe and happy. She knows that she’ll have to get out of the car and say goodbye to Colt eventually. Even though he said they would meet again, she knows the chances are small. 
Not after what happened.
Finally, they both get out and Colt looks at her giving her the keys.
“Take the car, will ya? Toby'd never forgive me if I didn’t make you keep it.”
“But... how will you get back?”
“Don’t worry about me.” he says and she nods.
“See you around Colt. Maybe.”
He doesn’t say anything in return, with one last smile he turns back and starts walking away. 
Ellie is standing still, watching the man she fell for, walking away, before being completely gone. Her heart breaks but maybe not all things are meant to last. 
Not everyone is meant to stay in our lives, right?
Maybe this was never meant to be. 
Ellie wipes a tear from her cheek before heading towards Riya’s house. 
If fate has plans for them, she’ll see him again. She’s willing to wait.
Two
"Feels like justice,” Ellie says watching Jason being arrested. It’s been a wild ride but it feels weird to have reached this point. 
“Justice? Justice would be blood for blood... But maybe this is close enough for now,” Colt snorts kicking a pebble on the sidewalk.
“So what’s next for you? Where will you go?”
“Go? I’m going nowhere.”
“What? But the FBI--”
“I’ll lay low for a while. And then I’ll rebuild the garage. Rebuild the crew.”
Well... I think you could run this whole town.”
“It won’t be the same without you running it with me but... yeah, I think so too,” he answers and his expression softens. “What about you? You should be getting back home. You dad will want to talk to you after this.”
“Right...” she feels weird tension in her chest as she speaks again, “So this is... goodbye?”
“Doesn’t have to be just yet.”
“I still remember the first time I saw you. Leaning against your bike just like this. Mocking me.”
“I was a real ass, huh?”
“Little did I know you were just getting started,” she smirks and he lets out a laugh. She’ll miss this sound. “But through it all, I saw something in you.”
“Saw what?”
“A fire.” Ellie risks a look at him and almost can feel the fire from the intensity of his gaze. “I’m afraid you’re going to burn yourself one day, Colt.”
“Maybe. But first I’m going to be great. And so will you.” He wraps her in a tight hug and she inhales the scent that is so perfectly Colt. She’ll miss this smell. 
“I’m ready for this to end, to be honest.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah... I’m ready to face the next chapter. I’m ready to face whatever comes next.”
“Ready or not, we’ll have to face the future anyway. We don’t have another choice,” he states and falls silent for a moment. It takes him a while before speaking again, his voice shaking slighly, “You know, I don’t think I’ll ever meet anyone like you again.”
And before he can react, Ellie pulls him into a kiss, shutting him up. He pulls her even tighter as he wraps her arms around his neck; one hand playing with his hair. He deepens the kiss and she can swear she sees the stars dancing in front of her. It feels good to be in his arms again. As if she never really left. She’ll miss this feeling.
When they finally part, Colt leans his forehead against hers. He wipes the tears from Ellie’s eyes when she whispers, “Don’t forget me, Colt.”
“I’ll forget my own name before that happens,” he whispers back and they kiss again, the saltiest sweetest goodbye kiss. 
When they finally reach Ellie’s home, he looks in the distance, unable to find words.
“Colt...” she starts.
“This is for the best Ellie, you have school, I have... this. You deserve so much more.” He doesn’t look at her. 
“Will I see you again?”
“I don’t know. But you should live your life, Ellie. Don’t waste your life chasing a ghost.”
“You’re not a ghost, Colt. I’ll wait, please.”
“I love you Ellie. I wish I said it sooner, I wish we met in college and had a normal relationship. But life isn’t always fair. So if you could please do something for me, just move on and live the life you want. Please.” He strokes her cheek and he speaks softly, making her cry even more.
“I love you you too Colt,” she says before he nods and drives off, leaving her heartbroken again, with almost no hope to meet again. 
If fate has plans for them, she’ll see him again. She’s willing to wait.
Three.
"I’m coming!” Ellie hastily runs to open the door for someone has been knocking on it for at least five minutes.
“Yes, how can I--” she trails off when her eyes finally lay on the last person she would expect at her dorm door.
“Hey, Ellie,” Colt smirks and motions towards the inside, “may I come in?”
“Yes, sure, of course,” she’s puzzled, she thought he was either out of the country or in jail. Her heart starts beating faster when she realizes that Colt Kaneko is right here, in her dorm room. And she has no idea why.
“How--? Why--? What happened?” she finally manages to ask. He chuckles seeing her confused expression.
“No, I didn’t ran off from jail, if that’s what you’re asking. I’ve never been there, to begin with. However, they’re still looking for me and ehh,” he runs his hand through his hair and she realizes he’s nervous. “Your father, he’s still trying to get me.”
“So you visted me? He will look for you here once he realizes you’re here.”
“I know.”
“So why are you here? Colt, you should run away somewhere, Europe maybe? I mean, I don’t know, where do young criminals go when trying to avoid prison?”
“I’m done running, Ellie,” he says calmly and she’s surpised he’s more relaxed than she is.
“What? Why?”
“Because this life is not life at all. I’m done running away, I’m not a coward. I’m not Logan. If they want to put me in jail, fine. But I don’t want them to think I’m scared. I’m not.”
“Okay, we get it, you’re not scared but you’re not being a coward by avoiding prison!”
“I said it already, Ellie, I’m done running.” He takes a deep breath and looks at her, searching for her hands, “I’m done running from you.”
“Colt...”
“Promise me you’ll visit me. At least once. Just once.”
She fights back tears when she realizes Colt isn’t gonna change his mind and he really wants to go to jail. Her Colt. In jail. For who knows how long. 
“I promise you, Colt,” she quickly says and sees his face change as a feeling relief washes over him. He smiles at her and in one move he leans towards her and kisses her. She deepens the kiss, desperatly trying to savor the feeling she knows she won’t get to experience for some time, if ever again. They move to the couch as he lies on top of her, kissing passionately. After a moment, he stops and she notices the concern on his face. 
“What’s wrong?”
“You’ll be ask to testify against me. Be honest, okay? Don’t lie to protect me.”
“But I don’t want to, I’m not gonna say anything.”
Colt sighs as he sits down and helps her up. “You don’t have much choices, El. You’re not my family so...”
“So what? And what about it? I’m not a family so I automatically have to testify against you? Against a guy I love? No way!” she crosses her arms trying to compose herself. 
“Ellie...”
“Wait...” she turns to him with a glint in her eye. “What if got married?”
“You’re kidding me, right?” Colt looks at her with his eyes widened, studying her face for any signs of insanity.
“No, hear me out! I won’t have to testify against you and I’ll have something to look forward to when you’re out.”
“If I’m out.”
“Please, Colt. I’m not gonna survive if you’ll leave me again,” her pleads with him.
“Ellie..” he shakes his head and Ellie looks down at her fingers, defeated. 
“You’re right, it’s stupid. You’re young, it’s not like you want to be married now. Forget it.”
“Fine,” he finally says and her jaw drops.
“Wh--what?”
“If that makes you happy, I’ll do it. If you’re sure you want to waste your life waiting me for, okay. I know for sure I’ll never find anyone like you, but are you sure you don’t want better?” He looks up at her and she sees hesitation in his eyes. She plants a kiss on his lips before speaking, “I’m sure.”
Fifteen minutes later, both of them, Colt in his regular clothes and Ellie in her summer white dress, are running to the officiant that agreed to marry them in last minute. She can’t stop laughing at the absurdity of the situation, realizing she’s living her Gossip Girl dream a little. Right when they’re about to enter, she gets a message from her father asking her where they are because he knows Colt was in her dorm minutes ago. She ignores the message hoping it’d give them more time.
“Dearly beloved,” the officiant starts but Colt waves his hand at him.
“Can we please skip all the unnecessary parts? We’re kinda in a rush,” he says and Ellie quickly adds, “We need to be married before my father comes and arrests him.”
The officiant looks at them as if they were crazy and Ellie can hear him muttering something about “kids nowadays” and “Romeo and Juliet giving a bad example to all young couples.”
“Can you actually go straight to the part with ‘do you take blahblahblah’ and then give us the blessing or whatever,” Colt asks but quickly adds “please” when he meets with annoyed gaze of the older man.
Ellie giggles when he reads something aloud and Colt admires how beautiful she looks in that white dress. How innocent, how pure and how--
And how he’s gonna ruin her. 
He gulps when Ellie smiles at him. Can he do it? Can he take away her freedom? His is being taken away but why should she sacrifice her own?
“Do you, Ellie Wheeler, take Colt Kaneko to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him, for as long as you both shall live?”
“I do,” she says and despite the happiness he feels hearing these two words, he also feels an overwhelming heaviness in his heart. In the corner of his eyes he sees Ellie’s father standing in front of the building. In a few moments he’s gonna be taken to jail and she’s gonna stay, caged like a bird in marriage with a prisoner. He can’t let her do this. He wasn’t able to save his life but he can save hers.
“Do you, Colt Kaneko, take Ellie Wheeler, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in marriage?  Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?” The officiant  turns to him and he realizes everyone is looking at him. And he feels like he can’t speak, the lump in his throat growing bigger and bigger with each second. 
“Colt?” Ellie asks quietly reaching for his hand but he senses a kind of nervousness in her voice.
“I--I don’t” he finally says and Ellie lets go of his hand. The officiant gasps and so does Ellie.
“What?”
“I’m so sorry Ellie,” he whispers, “I can’t do this to you. You deserve better.”
“But you’re already the best! I want you, please, Colt...” she pleads but he only shakes his head and smiles sadly, tears forming in his eyes. 
“I love you, Ellie. I love you too much to let you do this so you will regret it for the rest of your life.”
“I won’t! I--”
“I won’t let you waste your life, Ellie. I’ve wasted mine but you still have a chance. You’re gonna graduate in a few months, you’re gonna find a job, a man who’s not a messed up criminal, you’re gonna be happy, got it?”
“Colt, please!”
“Open the door! I know you’re here Mr Kaneko. You know exactly why we’re here!” Ellie can hear her father’s voice but she’s too weak to do anything. Tears are falling on her checks and she can barely see Colt opening the door and letting them take him away, away from her.
And just like that, he leaves her again. 
The third time’s the charm? I guess it doesn’t work for me. Fate clearly doesn’t have plans for them. 
And maybe she’s done waiting. 
Four
It’s finally spring again and for the first time in weeks, it’s actually warm. Ellie sits down on one of the benches on the playground. She quickly glances at the two kids playing in the sandbox and she closes her eyes turning her head in the direction of the first rays of sunshine in a long time. Luckily, the kids don’t need her today and she can enjoy her own company, even if just for a moment. 
“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” she hears a voice behind her and she turns to the speaker, slightly annoyed at the interruption of her meditation. She freezes when she sees him and smiles involuntarily, as if it was a natural reaction to seeing him.
Even though it’s been at least ten years since she saw him last, in that room with the officiant, Colt hasn’t aged at all. A few wringles on his forehead and some occasional grey hairs here and there but apart from that, it’s still the same Colt she knew and loved.
“No,” she answers and moves a little so he can sit. They don’t talk and she doesn’t even glance at him; her eyes are trained on two little girls building castles.
“How have you been?” he asks and she feels his eyes on her.
“Good. You?” She keeps it simple. How long is it gonna be before he’ll leave again?
“Okay. Been released from jail. Saw you here and I couldn’t believe my eyes. I--” he stops for a second as if testing the waters, “I missed you.”
“Maybe if you hadn’t left me then the regret would be smaller,” she answers, still not looking at him.
“I don’t regret it. I’ve done many awful things I regret but not this. Look at you. You’re happy, you’re free. You have two beautiful kids. You wouldn’t have that if I had said ‘I do” then. I just wanted your happiness.”
She doesn’t say anything for a while, processing her thoughts. Her initial anger faded away a long time ago when she understood his reasons. She signs before speaking.
“They’re not mine.”
“Huh?”
“The kids. They’re Riya’s,” she explains nodding towards a little girl helping her sister.
“But...”
“I don’t have kids and I’m not married.”
“But I thought... I thought...”
“That I’d move on?” she laughed, “Oh yes, I wanted to. I wanted to hate you so bad. I never visited you in jail, did I? That’s how angry I was. But I kept asking Dad about you and I knew everything. And at some point, I understood. And as much I as I wanted to move on with someone else, stop waiting for you, I couldn’t. I hated you for that.”
“I’m sorry, Ellie. For everything. But is it wrong if I say I’m a bit happy you didn’t move on? That despite it all you still waited? I’m an awful person I know.”
“It is just as wrong as me being happy seeing you here.”
“We’re both awful people, huh?” he laughs and she turns to him, smiling. She missed him. No one has even come close to Colt Kaneko.
“And Ellie, I know I don’t deserve you after all that happened but I’m back for good now. No running away, no jail. And if you still want me... Cause I never stopped wanting you.”
“I don’t know Colt,” she signed, “You know what they say, ‘the third time’s the charm’ and we already wasted it. What if we waste this one, too?”
“Screw them. Three times are for the losers. Fourth time is the lucky one,” he says confidently and takes Ellie’s hand.
“Yeah...? Who says that?” she asks but can’t help but smile at him.
“I do. And I've got a hunch that fourth time’s the charm for us.”
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garyoakofficialblog · 5 years ago
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rules: try to tag 9 people
tagged by @bill-nye-official-blog
i tag: @my-patronus-is-a-chocolate-cake @its-my-mental-breakdown @revenge-of-the-sock-puppets @lovelymoonlightstarlight @americancirconflexe @onlyoneformeisme @birdofanxiety ooof im forgetting urls ahhh whoops
top 3 ships: not to be taz trash on main, but i honestly adore like every relationship in the adventure zone
last song i listened to: drown by three days grace (i like to reminisce on my edgy days every now and then lmao)
last movie i watched in theaters: birds of prey
last movie i watched at home: honestly, i dont remember, i dont watch many movies
fic im currently reading: sawdust and starry eyes by @thiswasinevitableid (and i frickin love it so much)
last book i read: ooof exposed, i take forever to read books so im still working on imaginary friend by stephen chbosky
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persoda · 5 years ago
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8 things I'd like to know better:
was tagged by @vagabond1925 I like doing these but I never have anyone to tag lmao
One-name/alias: Fisk
Two-birthday: April 3rd
Three-zodiac sign: Aries
Four-height: I'm 5'4"
Five-hobbies: drawing, gaming, watching movies, buying clothes I don't actually need, trying to catch up on fics lmao
Six-favorite colors: real! and soft pinks, and blues.. I've been favoring yellow lately.. that nice muted yellow on some shirts is to die for rn.. but I'm not a big fan of the mustard yellow, it looks ugly to me. and I like cream
Seven-favorite books: I dont read a lot, and all I have are manga recs.. but they're like a decade old probably more and usually one have 2 volumes.. uhh oh! the first warriors series, it was the first series I fell in love with. still cant bring myself to sit down and read the rest of it tho. haha
Eight-last song listened to: Face by Woosung
Nine-last film watched: hmm, I dont remember.. the only thing that comes to mind is Spiderverse but that was weeks ago and I've certainly watched other movies since then
Ten-inspiration for muse: most of my art involves my ocs, I never draw them whoops. it either comes from things that happen during the day or from others art, and by that I mean I try to match the feel a certain piece makes me feel.. idk how well it ever comes off but I try
Eleven-dream job: oh man, I havent thought about this at all mostly because I feel like I'm gonna be stuck working as a cashier for the rest of my life.. hmm I'd have to say owning a craft shop, or something similar.
Twelve-meaning behind your url: so, when i first go into the persona series whem I was playing through p3 again at the beginning when the protag would first summons Orpheus and says per-so-na, all I was hearing was per-so-da. and when I first came to tumblr this was my choice of branding, I've been persoda from the beginning of my time here.
sorry I dont have anyone to tag or feel like i can tag ;;
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ditchedxxx · 6 years ago
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21 questions
I'm late I'm so sorry vslndjwndks.
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Nickname: Katie. Sometimes Kates?
Zodiac: I'm not sure if you mean starsign or the chinese year thing, so I'm doing both. I'm a libra, born in the year of the dragon lmao
Height: 4'11 and 3/4 shut up i'm tiny
Last movie I saw: Bleach, the Diamond Dust Rebellion lol. My dad just downloaded it and I had nothing to do so.
Last thing I googled: Uh. A recipe for afritada bc my dad wanted that for dinner.
Favorite musician: ooohhh that's so hard I listen to a lottttt of artists. I think rn the answer is Jojo, because I've loved her music since I was little! Too little too late was my jam as a kid, and god, did I love her newest albums. Oooooh and the updated old ones? The 2018 versions of leave (get out) and too little too late... so good.
Hm. I gotta add tho bc Sara Bareilles and Michelle Branch are right up there with her. 3 year old me could sing Michelle Branch's Breathe, and i still throw it on when i feel senti. Sara bareilles music makes me feel soooo much and i love her.
Song stuck in my head: Ghost of You by 5SOS. It inspired an angsty fic that I'm gonna plot tonight, and probably shelve for future use after I finish my zine piece and my other chapterfics.
My other blogs: oof okay. @apieceforthewrongpuzzle is my studyblr. I don't use it much and mostly reblog, just for resources and helpful tips. @themundanebeautyproj was for a school assignment and I haven't deleted it bc i use it to save posts i want to find easily since i dont use it as often-- ergo, less reblogged shit to scroll through. And @haikyuutales-a-collection is the blog for my haikyuu folktales zine! I'm currently taking a short break from the PR since I don't have discord access, but follow that blog if you wanna be updated about the zine's progress and see sneakpeeks and stuff later on in the creation process!
Do I get asks: I've had a few. Some on anon, most from friends. I wouldn't mind more though!
Following: uhhhhhhh 524...? Whoops
Followers: 80! Wow that's a lot. Thanks guys!
Amount of sleep: usually 8-10? All i know is almost always, regardless of what time i fall asleep, i wake up around 9ish. Recently, anyway.
Lucky number: i've always really liked 7.
What I'm wearing: an "okay? Okay." Shirt that has two sad little cuts in the bottom left from who knows where and black and green sports shorts-- yknow, the weird holey ones.
Dream job: teaching, or something involving museums or libraries. Editing would be nice too.
Dream trip: honestly? Anywhere. I'd love to visit more asian countries tho, especially japan and korea!
Favorite food: bacon or chocolate! Also rice. Fuck yeah rice is great
Play any instruments: i briefly tried to learn guitar but soon gave up. So no. I sing tho.
Languages: English is my mother tongue, obviously, it's what I grew up speaking, but I have a pretty decent grasp of Filipino (mostly comprehension, my grammar is shit). I also know very very basic Mandarin. Not a lot. Briefly tried to use duolingo for french so i have a smattering of vocab in that language. I also once had a phase where i tried russian. I remember like. 2 phrases and nothing of the alphabet. Uh. I know some ASL? Like. 5-10 signs and fingerspelling only tho.
Favorite songs: ..... don't ask me this. I listen to a Lot
Random facts:
I'm Catholic, but not super devout
I sometimes write poetry
You can't see them unless you're rightttt up in my face, but i have some freckles on my nose and cheeks. They're hidden by my dark-ish skin tho.
I like to lick my lollipops slow and whatever idk, and i only eat orange ones
I studied STEM in my last 2 years of hs and hated it, my whole class knew I should've gone humanities bc that's where my passion was
I discovered I liked writing in 7th grade a week after I turned down an invitation from the writing club to join the invitational science club instead. I didn't have much fun. (Seems like foreshadowing....)
I was once in the top 24 students for math in my grade level-- out of 280 students give or take. Only for 4th and 5th grade tho.
Uh. My SAT score was 1440?
Lol they're all acads related bc i went to visit my old school today and have no idea what else to say.
Bonus-- describe yourself as aesthetic things: polaroids and old letters, open notebooks and fountain pens, calligraphy inks in bottles lined up on shelves. Sunsets through windows and a girl with her arms spread wide in the rain. Also fairy lights and lanterns. A single knife blade. Headphones.
Okay! Tagging is hard. I tag!!! @mooifyourecows @sugaandyams @i-am-a-bit-of-a-crank @rootnjoons @lovetinted @cheetahleopard @tentaclebubbles @tendous-satoris @that-one-guy-in-naruto @onceabluemoonwrites @tottwriter @raincloud10 @satans-little-rabbit @cathxstra @glitch-writes @icannotbebotheredanymore @kenmagoesblep @cubistemoji andddd idk im out of ideas for who to tag wow ok.
Just do it if you want!!!!
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iristial · 6 years ago
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Wanna do Kairi? :D
If I had the entire Lupin Collection in my arms, I’ll give it to you in the moment it takes Zamigo to ice someone because YES OF COURSE I’LL DO KAIRI YOU KNOW ME
Why I like them
*pulls out the entire Lupinranger VS Patoranger tag because I’m ranked third for this series omg*
Episode. 1. That is all.
He is the Red Ranger who you think may be that stupid one when really he is a suave PHANTOM THIEF on the likes of Kaito Kid and has the character development arc with the most prospects like yes, Toei, you’re killing it this time and showing why I need to advocate a Red Ranger again
He’s that troll who kinda reminds me of my own dad that’s so weird pffft but seriously, if Kairi were to be in my life and he suddenly stopped teasing me, I’d feel like I have committed a crime in my sleep
Why I don’t
He can be insensitive at times, I admit, but then again, no person is perfect really
Not his fault but the fact that he decides being a phantom thief is for him when something is really and totally psychologically wrong with him, you’re too broken to go about this trade -
Favorite episode (scene if movie)
LUPIN MAGNUM! Well, sure, it keeps giving me flashbacks to the time I found out ‘magnum’ is a condom brand but still, THOSE FLAME EFFECTS CAN RESURRECT ME
Just. Any scene when Kairi can be a suave thief and I don’t have to be sad about it.
Favorite season/movie
Either LuPato or the upcoming movie
Favorite line
“Forever Adieu.”
“Thank you very muchly.”
“We’re here for your treasure.”
A variation: “We’re here for that fishbowl and your treasure!”
Can’t remember but that one where Kairi comforts Umika by patting her head and then shoves her head
It’s a Kairi/Umika moment of sorts, how can I not
THIS IS KAIRI I CAN’T HAVE JUST ONE FAVOURITE LINE
Favorite outfit
His debut civilian outfit because wow, check out how proportionate his limbs are, or his heist outfit
OTP
Kairi + Umika. My only Kairi ship I will ever OTP to the heavens and beyond
Brotp
The Lupin Trio
Kairi and Keiichiro DUH even if it hurts
Head Canon
You might want to search through my tags and fic for that XD but I suppose one I would think of:
Kairi’s entire breakdown to Keiichiro getting iced will be of even more epic proportions but this time he proves to have developed a healthier psych and he manages to whoop Zamigo into mega mode and revive everyone who got murdered by him
Actually, I 10000% bet he has tried alcohol and cigarettes before he was even legal but mostly did it to prove he is not his brother and in actuality, he hates alcohol and cigarettes
Unpopular opinion
Idk, maybe that at first I thought he was *gasp* ugly because his blonde hair didn’t seem to work? Now I think it totally does but seriously, my first reaction to Kairi out-of-heist was kind of like “hm, he’s not that attractive.”
A wish
For Kairi to find something he’s good at that doesn’t involve being illegal
An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen
Kairi getting hurt even more than he already is because stupid episode 37 but of course Toei isn’t going to listen to me
5 words to best describe them
Thief, crimson, troll, suave, shattered
My nickname for them
Maybe ‘Troll’
That or ‘Broken Red who Never Fails to Remind Me That There’s A Reason Why Blood is Red’ a.k.a. just ‘Kairi’
Yeah I’m so creative
Give me a character and I will answer
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mikeellee · 3 years ago
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I posted 3.826 times in 2021
108 posts created (3%)
3718 posts reblogged (97%)
For every post I created, I reblogged 34.4 posts.
I added 263 tags in 2021
#shigadeku - 50 posts
#anti bakugou - 41 posts
#izuku deserves better - 36 posts
#anti bakugo - 33 posts
#tomudeku - 26 posts
#shigaraki x deku - 23 posts
#the way a lot of the fandom treats izuku just bothers me - 21 posts
#ask mikeellee - 16 posts
#izuku midoriya - 9 posts
#hori is a bad writer - 8 posts
Longest Tag: 57 characters
#why all fics with izuku as villain lead to bk's mainpain?
My Top Posts in 2021
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Is this the one you asked for?
Shoto would at least lowkey enjoy watching BK getting his ass whooped
Korra and Shoto are very proud
82 notes • Posted 2021-09-09 17:50:22 GMT
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Sigh just saw on discourse about shigadeku people saying Baku had development. I was polite cause is not worth the sweat...and how come I didn't acknowlodge his redemption and amazing qualities.
WHAT GOOD QUALITIES? HE HAS NONE
91 notes • Posted 2021-06-18 22:53:15 GMT
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You know people really say "oh Baku coukd have got the small fish in a big pound storyline" and yeah great but Izu could have gotten a better storyline "I realize you're my abuser and I'm no longer defending you"
Like imagine Izu realizing how people start treating him different bc of his quirk. Imagine Izu slowly comes to terms Baku is toxic.
Just imagine Izu realizing heroes are flawed even AM - I know he, in canon, face AM but...it was one time and they didn't address the elephant in the room- and realizing heroes and villains are humans.
Now imagine Izu seeying the good and the bad. STILL CHOSES KINDNESS
Won't that be better?
138 notes • Posted 2021-06-15 05:05:26 GMT
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You know, I saw a ppst saying how bk WAS setup for a redemption bc how Izu didn't react negatively to how bk treated him day 1.
Which yes is an interesting take but to me, in my humble mind, I don't think is true.
Let's look at our mc! If our mc doean't think a person suiciding baiting him is bad...wouldn't that mean HE should get a character development ?
Why Bk needs to be redeem? Accept that he is a terrible person who is in UA, he was a hero for the fame and there's NOTHING disproving this.
But Izu being compassionate and empathic is great through WHY CAN'T BE KIND WITH HIMSELF?
Why must he have to carry bk's useless weight on his back?
Note: I'm not saying Izu should murder bk, just let bk face danger alone...all I'm saying is why Izu needs to have his abuser attached to him? Why Izu must feel like he's obligated to share anything with bk?
Even in fics...this happens, like god damnit! Even in shigadeku. I just read one where bk say they are bros...and while we are supposed to seen as a cute moment ...HE STILL CALL IZU USELESS.
So my question for the fandom is: WHY CAN'T WE RESPECT IZU'S TRAUMA?
Everyone makes excuses for bk but no one offer consolation to Izu....
171 notes • Posted 2021-06-28 00:58:22 GMT
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You know...I'm upset enough with a certain mamga that made me take a walk on memory lake, so to speak.
I remember an artist on DA (rip) who made comics about the ship Jilly and an Oc for Sirius Black.
Anyway, one comic I remember is Sev trying to confess to Lily but James moved the stars making him fall bc "what a charming fellow🙃"
And then I wonder: Lames if you ship is so OTP why you need to ridicule Snape? I never saw a fic of this ship where Snape isnt a "creep" or ridiculed.
Like...I dont like Hinny ( movie and book version) but there no passage where Harry has the need to humiliate Draco bc why not?
@otttogattto
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coalessscence · 7 years ago
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HOW HAS YOUR CHARACTER DEVELOPED FROM THEIR ORIGINAL CONCEPT ?
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IF YOU HAVE A CANON CHARACTER, answer in the sense of what made you want to play them, how you have come to interpret them differently -
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(for both MIRA and HERB, who i consider to be my most well-developed OC and CANON muses, respectively) PART ONE. what thing(s) initially inspired your character ?
mira. i was inspired to create her as a character years ago, when the mentalist was still on tv. the seventh season had yet to air, and there were the usual spoilers of questionable validity going around. some blog wrote a “leaked spoiler” article about how they were going to have the seventh season of the show include an “intellectual equal for jane” and the people i knew in the fandom at that time were pretty unhappy about it, imagining how badly it could be handled, and the possibility of a forced love triangle that no one wanted. i decided to try and figure out what kind of character i wouldn’t mind having as that “intellectual equal” and ended up writing a fic about it- and thusly, mira was born. this is why her default full canon crossover verse is set in the post cbi world at the fbi in texas, and also why i arranged her backstory connections the way that i did at the time.
herb. the reason i decided to write herb came when i got sucked into wkrp in the first place. i had always known about it and liked it well enough, thanks to my parents, but hadn’t seen much of it or been very invested. i somehow ended up finding a channel on youtube with almost every episode posted in nearly uncropped sizes. of course, i began to binge the show, and although everyone on it are my children and i adore them all- herb is.... my type. he’s awful, he’s a jackass, he’s everything you’d love to hate, and in the early seasons he’s written like an antagonist sometimes. but he has a character arc- one of the more notable in the show (aside from bailey’s and venus’), he becomes less of a jackass over time. you learn about his childhood and you see the man who raised him, you see how he interacts with people, and how those ways change over time. and you realize there’s a lot more depth to this character than you thought. and for some reason, i just couldn’t leave that alone- i wanted to bring my problematic son to life.
PART TWO.  how has their personality developed from their first concept ?
mira. my initial concepts for her character were all terrible. i won’t go into great detail about them, but i hadn’t done my research or thought anything through that well. i was probably about fourteen. it was not a good thing. however, the fic universe went through remakes and updates, and i kept updating and adjusting her universe and character as i saw my mistakes in hindsight. even now, outside the world of her OG fic, when i made her blog, i gave her backstory, personality, and all the specific timeline dates and details a major overhaul, and made other small adjustments when i later moved her to this blog. originally, she was a lot more... like jane, to be honest. a lot more shit eating and closed off in a different way- reminiscent of the way that he is in the show. she had very little causation for how she had become who she was in her backstory; a lot of facts with no reasons to back them up. she was more flippant, and she was also much younger, in her early-mid thirties. her imagined style of dress was very different- think of the fashion posts i reblog for ruby nowadays, instead of mira’s fashion tag. the way she spoke was a lot more obnoxious- still with emphasis on sounding sophisticated, but without the casual flair. if you’ve ever written with mira, you know that she has no use for formality; she speaks with proper-ness but she throws out procedure in favor of a more real human interaction. in her original incarnation, she spoke with big words for the sake of it, and used sarcasm past a point of her proper tone. i spent half my time googling synonyms for words, and in fact, most of my rewrite of her OG fic was just me fixing her now cringey incorrect dialogue.
herb. when i first started writing him, i think i focused a whole on on the fact that i knew he was an asshole. that was partly because i had just come off of only writing the sweetheart of the nation, lorraine baines. but, it was also because i was very aware that my love for him as a character caused bias, and that i could accidentally end up purifying him in a way that would bring him out of his character. i knew from seeing it in past experience that fandoms can take a character that has a lot of issues at the source of their personality, especially when the character is from a canon that involves a group of people/friends/family/whatever, and victimize them, blaming exclusively outside sources- perhaps even the character’s friend group- for their faults. i was super against falling into that trap, and i think i may have over compensated a bit, forgetting that in the show, herb does canonically display actual, normal human emotion and speak with more openness about some personal situations to other characters than i imagined he did. i have, over time, become very comfortable writing him, however- very aware of his faults and problems, and the things he’s done to himself, but also aware of what qualities of his are actually good. re-centering myself with the actual essence of his character, rather than stereotyping him in my own writing, is something that i think has improved my portrayal immensely over time.
PART THREE.  how has their appearance developed from their first incarnation?
mira. i was thinking that she still looked about the same, but to be honest that couldn’t be further from the truth. i would show you the “face claim” (read: random, unnamed image i found on google one time) i used to represent mira in the thumbnail of the first iteration of her OG fic, but i don’t have it anymore. however, she was wearing heavy eye makeup, she had mid-length brown hair, but it was styled so that it swept straight up at the roots- a very 90s-grunge look, for some odd reason. remember, this was at the same time as i was hc’ing her wearing frilly dresses and heels everywhere like life was a ballroom. it was a mess and i didn’t know what i was doing. as for how she looks now-
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she’s gotten older, obviously. her hair is a conservative middle or side part; her face is more angular than i initially imagined it. her hair is just past her shoulders (although not many of my icons do properly represent this). and her makeup is very much an essentials, 50-products-but-it-looks-like-nothing look. also, for those of you who don’t know, her main official FC is rachel weisz.
herb. i’m afraid i don’t have much to say for him in this category? his appearance has always been determined by his canon representation, and that hasn’t changed at all. very plaid. very terrible. although, i really thought about that one episode of the show where jennifer, a coworker, makes him dress super nice and like... Actually Look Good for a day. his clients who come in that day are convinced that he’s not one of them (a sleaze) anymore and pull their business in search of someone else like them. in trying to regain their trust, we hear him promise, “hey, come back tomorrow and- i promise you i’ll have on a suit that will make you airsick!” it’s made me wonder what point in his character arc did he realize that the way he dressed was genuinely horrifying? whenever he’s been affronted about his clothes, he’s defended them heartily, even well into the final season- past the point where he refers to them as able to make you “airsick”. does that man that he’s now just maintaining the act because he feels trapped in it? and if so- how many other, less trivial things in his life are being maintained for the same reasons?
PART FOUR. what do you think most makes your character unique ?
mira. i must admit that other than people writing canon characters from the show, i have not seen anyone writing a character who can be described as a “mentalist”. i think that mira’s “abilities” are part of it, because it’s like trying to write a telepathic character who doesn’t have any supernatural abilities. she’s just a good guesser who’s studied her craft well. i also think that her backstory is probably a part of it. she has come from a very specific place, and it’s effected her thought processes and personality today in a lot of specific ways. she’s been in a few notable situations in her past, and it does give people writing other muses a lot of options to connect with her in a plotting situation. i think the concept that she’s based on, while having grown and changed exponentially over the years, is still one i haven’t seen done elsewhere, and helps to propel her storyline in a unique direction.
herb. he’s the opposite of everything in his presentation- he’s a serial skirt chaser, who actually really loves his wife and family and does not want to cheat. he’s an asshole who actually cares about people and, in subtle, clumsy ways, tries to help them- as long as it remains a secret. he’s a lot of very inexcusable things- sexist, homophobic, etc. it does, in a way, take some commitment to portray him canonically and know the consequences. a lot of people i’ve tried to plot with just really couldn’t like him, and i don’t blame them. he is, after all, a jackass. he’s just... really not as bad as he likes to act as though he is.
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