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lumiolivierlithium · 7 years

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Reflection of My Time on FanFiction.Net and a Brief Overview of the Compound

Just a forewarning, this is going to be a hella long post. Like, I’m practically writing a book here. And it’s going to get sappy at times.

So, I’ve said this to a few people that have come in recently and I feel like I need to say it to the world. For those of you that came and followed me from my FFN account, you know how I run it. I take care of my babies, no matter what. And when I say things that come off even the slightest bit mean, it breaks me. Even worse when I try to apologize and they send something that I construe as really passive aggressive.

However, I’ve really been happy with all of you. Every last one of you. And I love you all to death. Because I thought my writing was kind of shit. Anyone that’s been around long enough knows I’m the most self depreciating writer you will ever meet in your life. I don’t know why I say what I write sucks, but I do anyway (also, it’s kind of hard to type with a bandage on my finger. I pulled a hangnail earlier and it bled like a mother fucker. I’m on my second bandage.). But all that aside, when I say that I’m really happy that you’ve liked the bullshit ramblings that go on in my head, really and truly, I am. And I don’t take a single one of you for granted.

I want to start explaining the compound because I’m sure you’re thinking one of two things. One: What the hell is this bitch rambling on about? Or two: What’s the compound you speak of, Lumi?

Well, friend. It’s something kind of like this....

Let’s take a look at the fandoms I’ve written for in the past year and a half:

-Black Butler

-Death Note

-Fullmetal Alchemist

-The Avengers (which I crossed over with Jessica Jones)

-DRAMAtical Murder

-Ouran High School Host Club

-Yuri on Ice

-Supernatural

Pretty sure that’s it. Now, when I was explaining the compound to someone the first time. If I had the means to, I really would make the compound a thing. Because we’ve become a small community of over 164,000 views and counting and a hundred or so followers and still growing. Just today, I got a stream of followers for various stories. But the compound. The compound is a place in my mind where all of my awesome followers are hanging out, getting to know each other and just being buddies. Let me take you around the compound and how it looks in my mind. (As soon as I have this up, I might actually make it in Minecraft because why the hell not?)

We walk through the main gate. In my mind, there’s a big fountain. Don’t ask why. The fountain is just a fountain. Enjoy. But we walk up to the administrative building which would be like my profile. From there, you pick where you go and which house is going to be your house. Although, being a nomad is a perfectly acceptable thing. I know I have a few of those. Continuing down this road past the administrative building, we go to the houses.

The first one we come up to is the oldest and most populated house. The Black Butler house. It’s also the biggest. With the collective view count being over 92K right now, it has to be. The lights just got turned back on here. Everyone’s coming back. The story isn’t dead. I’m still coming around to give a weekly update. Now, the fandom there is also the wisest. I’ve been with them the longest. We’ve had to go round and round a time or two, but we’ve always come out on the other side. Yes, I’ve had to take them over my proverbial knee, but we’ve grown and learned together.

What to expect from the Black Butler house...Well, we get kind of inappropriate in that house. That’s the house with the smut in it. We’re not all perverts, though. We just share the common love of a really sexy demon that occasionally likes to take our clothes off. But it’s so much more than that. It’s love and faith and if you listen closely, you may hear the slight babbling in Latin in between heartaches.

Now, just past the Black Butler house is a slightly smaller house of Death Note. The Death Note house had its lights turned off about a month ago. Almost two. I kind of turned that house into a little bit of a drooling mess. They’re still a little fragile, I think. Because I still have some of its tenants and newcomers alike leaving me messages about how much the ending screwed them up. If you’re wanting to visit, I suggest either bringing apples for the shinigami or cake for the detective. If you show up empty handed, there’s a good chance you’ll be escorted out.

You’ll likely find the more eccentric weirdos hanging around the Death Note house. Myself, included. They’ll be weeping about how this character deserved better and that character deserved better. Don’t worry, children. They’ll get better.

Next door to the Death Note house, you’ll find the Fullmetal Alchemist house. Those lights are currently off...For now. Don’t tell any of the others, but I do have all intentions of giving Halfmetal Heart a sequel. And soon. Once I hit the lights on the Supernatural house, maybe. But there’s new people coming in there all the time. And it really is a comfortable place to be. Between Mama Elric’s quiche and Winry’s apple pie, you don’t want to miss that. Not to mention the kickass shenanigans that ensue over there. You never know when there’s going to be a little snap, snap, spark, spark, followed by a bright light of a transmutation, followed by the thud of one of Winry’s wrenches.

As we continue down the line here, we have the Avengers house. They’re roommates with Jessica Jones. This is a pretty cool place to be. Why, you may ask? Because we have Loki. End of story. *isn’t biased at all*. Not many hung out here and that kind of breaks my heart. More people have come through here since I turned the lights out than when they were on. They all have their stories. And seeing them come together into one is a very beautiful thing, if you ask me. I’ve thought about turning these lights back on, but I’m not quite sure how to wire it.

Circling around by the main house (psst...That’s where I am. We’ll come back to that here in a minute), on the left, we have the DRAMAtical Murder house, currently with the lights off. Those guys are kind of screwy. Approach with caution. They may go on about their yaoi dreams about certain characters. But they’re alright. The cutie pie that brought them all together is kind of a bitter guy, but that’s mostly because the fandom wants to give him a big hug and all the love in the world.

Next door, we have the Ouran High School Host Club house. This is another house we approach with caution. Not for the same reason as the DRAMAtical Murder house, though. The babies at the Ouran house are fragile. We do group therapy every Tuesday. And you won’t find a more loving bunch on the whole compound. You got a problem? You need a hug? Go to the Ouran house. Trust me. You’ll be greeted with a blanket, a cup of tea, and a flower cannon.

And just a bit past the Ouran house, we have the Yuri on Ice house, complete with its own ice rink in the basement on the off chance you want to go bust your ass doing neat stuff. That just about as loving as the Ouran house. Not quite, but on the plus side, at the Yuri on Ice house, we have a dog! And he is a good boy...Unless he gets into Daddy’s steamed buns and gets one stuck in his throat and makes him have to leave his boyfriend in the middle of competition...But I digress. Still a good boy. If you make yourself comfortable here, be prepared for some of the most loving parents you will ever have in your life. In this house, we live by two rules: Love is love and no JJs. Also, all the alcohol is hidden.

And finally, we come up to the last house on the compound. The Supernatural house. The Supernatural house is special, too. We got some of the best jams, the neatest people, and above all else, no matter who you are, what walk of life you are, what your creed is, you’re family. We got each other’s backs. Also, the bar’s always stocked and open 24 happy hours a day. Drink to celebrate or drink to forget your daddy issues. We don’t judge.

And that was our guided tour of the compound. But wait, we do have one house left, don’t we? And that’s the main house. In the main house, that’s where we become friends. You’re more than welcome any time. The door’s always open and surprisingly, a lot of people are nervous to come up to the main house, but there’s always food at the table. There’s always drinks overflowing. And you’re always welcome. As long as you’re not breathing heavily over my bed, you’re good. Or while I’m working. But that door will always be open to anyone wanting to come in. I’ll answer any question you may have, story related or not. The compound and its inhabitants might not be perfect, but they’re mine and I wouldn’t trade them for the world. So, consider this an open love letter to every last one of you and forgive me for being sappy.

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