#^ excuse me fanfic writers

[tojiscrack]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! ♥️ u deserve everything and anything in the world!!

i’m inverting sisnsisbshs

thank you pookie biscuit 🤭

[frango-maconheiro]

was trying to read some welcome home x reader, but like, i thought the fandom was at least semi alive on the writing side,,,, but it's like, dead dead. These damn porn spam bots took all over the wally darling x reader tag and the writers have pretty much flied away.

[black-queen-rising]

The fundamental problem with House of The Dragon, not even as an adaptation, but as a show, and simply a story, is that none of the characters feel like people. They're cardboard cutout dialogue delivery machines, they do what the story requires of them at any given moment and then evaporate into thin air. Their actions aren't internally consistent to a person with a mind and opinions and emotions of their own, the explanation for why they do the things they do nine times out of ten boils down to "they had to hit X point on the skeleton chart of plots beat that needed to be fulfilled" with all the moments in between being "the writers wanted them to", people aren't always objectively consistent but they are INTERNALLY consistent, and it's why these characters don't feel like people, they're not and the writers aren't interested in making us BELIEVE they are, they're interested in seeing them do what they want when they want it while checking off just enough requirements to still have HBO release it. If there is ever a frustration, an incoherence, a simple why about the choices made and narrative created, nine times out of ten, this is going to be your answer. Not only is looking for something deeper or better going to drive you insane either from frustration or powerlessness (trust me, I’ve been there), the people in charge are relying on us to do so, it’s why this fandom was the perfect place to be so self indulgent and egotistical, we’ve been trained by the creator for twenty-odd years to believe there’s always a bigger scheme and grander plans. Not this time, not here. And when people recognize this is the answer, there’s no wild goose chase protecting the creators anymore, there’s just criticism, and the consequences of their own self indulgence and ego. Don’t drive yourself crazy looking for answers, drive them crazy by demanding explanations.

[jacks347]

I have concocted a brilliant mix of Army Dreamers, I Love You Like An Alcoholic, and that one Ei and Yae Miko sound on TikTok of "Eternity is too cruel a fate for you, Ei" to be the background track for the latest fic that jumped into my brain

I don't work tomorrow, I got all night

I'll stop torturing the fans of the fandoms I love when they stop being so fun to break

[therealdisneyfan2319]

Me thinking about the filthiest smut I’m gonna write when I get home from work

[e-rated-beardo]

AO3 comment compliment of the day

and:

(@firstvisittoearth 👋😁)

Apparently, I have written a chapter that makes people's brains leave the building... and therefore also, by extension, a ✨Clue✨ that's way more subtle than I planned.

I am enjoying this maybe too much 😅

[jonathanssweatercollection]

you still resent nancy and jonathan for getting together???? for “hurting steve’s feelings”??? despite the fact that he verbally supported their relationship like 2 hours after seeing them together. this from a season that released 6 fucking years ago. a season prior to him saying that he was NOT in love with nancy anymore. do you want me to call shawn levy and tell him of your dilemma. bestie do you need to rewatch the source material

[quillienvii]

this is your sign to start/keep commenting because I commented on a fic I've reread a couple dozen times and the author responded despite having a migraine because they said my comment made them happy. they said my comment made their day better.

Don't hesitate. let the author know how much you love their fic! point out the small details you notice!

[gailynovelry]

Gently shaking the sort of people who go like "ew why would anyone describe a book using tropes, that doesn't tell me anything about—" honey, it's because it's a convenient shorthand. If you want to know what the story is about in actual detail, then click the link and read the summary. Maybe read a few reviews and learn what the experience was like for other people. Please, I know that you are smart enough to do a little research on your own.

And if you're not interested in the way the author described the book anyway, then why are you wasting time telling them how uninterested you are? Go find something you actually like!

[stuffedeggplants]

Filoni repeatedly ignoring other artists' established work when it suits him aside, I don't think it's necessarily a huge issue that Morgan Elsbeth originates the earliest concept of what eventually becomes the TIE Defender program. There's a lot of blank space in her story during which she can take an interest in engineering and ship design, and if she's been watching/paying attention to the Imperial military for a long time, maybe it's not completely unreasonable that she could have identified a space that could be better filled by something like the Defender. That doesn't contradict Thrawn advocating for such a program, getting it, and pulling together all the people and resources he needs to turn Elsbeth's PowerPoint slides into reality. Thrawn doesn't need to be an engineer for this; he just needs to bring engineers together and enable them however he can to make things happen.

[bloogers-boogers]

Kyle Brofloski/Stan Marsh (Cartman fictional) (SP one-shot)

Hints of KyleBrofloski/ Eric Cartman and a little bit of Stanman~

Summary:

Cartman wrote a style fanfiction as the deranged shipper he is for showing tell.

Slight warning ⚠️ Eh, I really don't have much to warned, after all, this isn't a full on Kyman fanfiction it's just a habit by now whoops 🤷 I'm joking btw, there's nothing too explicit it's just Cartman being the little shit head he is.

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Mr Garrison cleared his throat as he gestured Clyde to take his seat again.

"You're next, Eric," he said with boredom as he layyed his eyes back on to the magazine he was reading.

Cartman dashed excitedly to the front giggling like some school gossip girl as he thumbs up towards Kenny who thumbs up back, making both his excluded friends arched a brow confused.

Everyone now focused on him, as he cleared his throat and gave firstly his introduction.

"Ehem, what I have in my hands is a written by yours truly boys love fanfiction," and with that a couple of girls gasped, interest peeking in even Wendy turned his way with a hint of curiosity as the boys just looked his way confused.

"This better not be some creek fanfiction or I'll break your teeth out," Craig blurted out annoyed already.

"Fuck you. This isn't about you Craig!" Mumbling a 'Jesus christ' before continuing.

"It's called: forever be mine."

The girls giggled and sighed already in love with the fic already.

"Oh god," he heard Kyle muster, rolling his eyes incredulous.

"My beta reader was Kenny Mccormick," he gestured Kenny who just waved enthusiastic gesturing him with a rush for he to continue, "it's style by the way girls."

The girls gasped glancing at both targeted boys before turning away, the boys looking confused and unaware, oblivious of what it means.

"Hurry up! The suspense is already killing me!" Bebe eagerly shouted.

"Alright geez, calm your tits," shaking his head incredulous as he flipped to the first page.

"It was morning, the cold weather hitting harder than usual while the sun rises. Stan Marsh; a athletic boy-"

"Hey! Wait that's me? What the fuc-" Stan spoke in disbelief.

But before the raven boy could protest the girls hushed him silent even his girlfriend glared at him for he to keep quiet, which he reluctantly did as he grumbled.

"-heroic, and a total jock. Head his way to the usual bus stop he and his friends had claimed as their own.

A point of town were memories had build up, a place people often resonated with their names in grave in that rusty old sign and sometimes snowy path, the ground somehow printed their steps as‐"

"It is not that deep, you were definitely trying to fill that up weren't you fatass."

'Shhh!' The girls hissed the redhead shut.

"- the boys semblance spread around just that spot.

Stan was a total softy when it came to familiarity; a nostalgic feeling that marked his heart and wasn't easy to die down from.

On the other hand, there was Kyle, Kyle Brofloski; a complete geek, hot tempered, fragile individual and his best friend.

Who he was madly in love with."

"Shut the fuck Cartman! What the fuck!?" Kyle slammed with a fist his table, ignoring the glares from all his girls classmates and Clyde.

"Mr Garrison, Kahal's interrupting me again!" Cartman protested already tired of being rudely interrupted.

"Kyle, please sit your ass down and let Eric finish his gay little fantasy book. You'll have your turn eventually."

Kyle gritted his teeth in boiling anger, reluctantly sitting down as he glared deadly at the brunette evil little douche who snickered his way before continuing were he had left off.

"It was before summer of that year when he realized he had caught feelings for his super best friend.

More like he realized quite late that these hidden feelings were already there, way before he could even grasp the idea of ever liking his friend in such way, repressing them since childhood.

Always being left confused and a fuzzy feeling in his stomach with every touch or brush Kyle did his way, it was inevitable to always feel nauseous around him, sweat pouring out from his hands as he was constantly nervous around him, worried to make himself look like a fool or a moron infront of him even while being one.

A complete wreck when he was around other dudes, jealousy arising as he looked at Kyle whose attention searched elsewhere that wasn't him."

"Wow, Eric's really a good writer," Butters whispered to Kenny, who nodded.

"Yeah, since his last creek fanfiction his writing has gotten so much better," the other blond complimented.

"However, his insecurities got the best of him, preventing him from making any moves or confessing his ongoing long lasting love for Kyle.

Kyle was perfect‐"

Kyle's frown lighten as he heard Cartman narrate his character, isolating the context of it all, only hearing his voice and the description of his fictional self.

"- in every aspect of his being. The type of perfect you'd be worried of feeling for another, so much unasked powered he held on to his weak beating heart.

His wild red curls rebelling to let loose under that worned out; washed green, unique and very familiar ushanka. A very important piece of fabric for his characterization. Everything on him was just like it's supposed to be.

Like it was meant to.

Those cold blue looking eyes that could glare holes on to you, digging through each layer of your skin reaching your guts and on to your soul. So far captivating it's hard to let loose around them, it was like being sucked in a hole.

A complete void with no end, a void he was willing to dive in with all intentions of ever going out."

"Wow," Clyde mustered softly, so deeply focused in the story as a couple of girl were left in awe and blushing faces.

"However, that wasn't the only thing that drawn him in a complete depths of focus, his lips for example being one of the countless features that left him breathless."

"Cartman this is the most gayest shit I've ever seen and heard from you in like the entirety sixteen years of our lives," Stan commented tirelessly as he placed his hand on his forehead trying his best to ease his annoyance.

Kyle was long gone indulged by Cartman's way of story telling and captivating writing. He must admit, Cartman was good. He was already hooked even being just the introduction of the 'characters'.

"Those pink candy looking lips drove him delirious, even if they we're dried up most of the time having small cuts on them, he should definitely use some chapstick, but hey? He's in love and doesn't care for his poor lack of care.

And somehow, it's still felt in character of him.

Just so in character as when he speaks against anyone who goes against his morals; normally Cartman his so called archrival, but that's far from the point.

He was fearless when it came to what was right, hot headed when he was stubborn and being proven wrong countless times.

There was so much of him he can't hold, so much depth in his person he's fallen to know he can't get tired of. Layers and layers to unfold and discovering so many new things of him that just adds to the piles of things he likes about him.

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle..

That cute smile leaves him drowsy, in a memorizing trance that makes him want to see that upward frown rise infinite times on a daily, he wished he could keep it like that forever even if he gets tired, sore and all cramped up for it.

Needless to say, I'm in love with Kyle Brofloski."

Kyle's heart skipped a beat and his heart begin beating loudly, feeling a small rush of heat in his cheeks.

Looking at Cartman so very focused on his reading, his expression seemed so calm and his eyelids were half opened in a dreamy manner.

"Now, speaking of such boy..

Kyle woke up that morning, late than usual and looking with panic at his clock. Forgetting to have set his alarm before six, he cursed himself internally rushing himself to the bathroom and doing whatever teens his age would do before school.

As he finished getting ready, he grabbed his backpack sprinting down stairs not even bothering to eat breakfast as he was found late. He said goodbye to his mother from the door before slamming it shut and heading straight to the bus stop.

As he arrived he visualized his three friends already standing and waiting with a bored tiring expression for the bus to pick them up.

He halted before walking slowly, keeping his cool as his eyes darted on to Stan; his best friend, trustful and loyal mate, his long-time crush.

His messy raven hair almost covering half his face, those eyes that adorned under with a black discolored shade by the countless sleepless nights binge playing online gaming with them, lacking energy as usual.

Sometimes he thought his friend was a mess, but a mess he could fix. Stan had many flaws, flaws that were understandable and fixable for the eye, but there was too many layers in his character.

There's was so much of Stan, a chronic pain and immense sadness in that brain an force smile of his-"

Stan eyes peeked instantly from under his arms as his ears now listened attentively.

"- aching for help, for someone to hold him and understand what he goes through.

Sometimes he wished he was that person, but he lacked skill in that department; being emotionally vulnerable and unable to really resonate with those feelings, how he felt in regard of it all.

However, he could make him feel like he wasn't alone, he was good for making distractions. Atleast he could ease his mind with other things than focusing on the negative right?

Still, Stan was all he needed to make him happy. A full of flaws individual who he was madly in love with. His imperfections made him stand out and yet, still so damn well fitting to be place in his heart.

The name of Stan Marsh was carved around everywhere in that blood pumping organ called: heart, and echoed in his brain endlessly.

Stan Marsh..

With those captivating blue eyes and that playful smile, with the cutest eye wrinkles he's ever seen.

And those crooked teeth with glimmering metallic braces surrounding them and a hint of blue as a personalized choice of his.

Oh how he wished to steal a kiss from him... unintentionally crashing his teeth with his braces and somehow laughing it off as goofy and affectionate.

Two dumbasses in love..

Oh so he wish they were..

He sighed, placing in his spot in between both his best friend and archrival, next and lastly was Kenny their chill so caring friend and important piece of their friendship; the one who hold on to the group as if it we're to be cherish and protected.

Even if their broship was a little messy and stumble with all intention to fall apart, it was still glued surprisingly strong.

Honestly surprised it has lasted this long.

He frowned already listening to Cartman's annoying nagging; something about Taylor Swift and some twitch streamer, he truly didn't care about.

Stan on the other hand, was fighting the urge to shake that twitching feeling in his hands. His protective and defensive instinct perking up as he saw Cartman taunting Kyle in their usual banter.

It was so ordinary for them, but that day, it just.. felt unnecessary.

He disliked seeing Kyle be belittle or being called names. And even if it were their bigoted dick of a friend with Kyle being so unfazed by the common ignorant comments and bashing, he couldn't help but feel bitter and angry at him; wanting to punch his face and tell him off as an ass, forbidding him by ever calling Kyle by any other name that isn't 'Kyle', telling him he isn't even allowed near his best friend.

But ofcourse he couldn't, there was always something preventing him from doing so, a barrier in between the space of him and Kyle."

Cartman continued reading the plot, it was the typical cliché drama/romance you'd see on anime, still, there were quite unexpected moments/sceneries here and there.

"Stan slammed him inside the janitor's room, closing the door shut. Their breathing hitting against each other as two panting animals, the room suffocating, ambient being warm and cozy.

Stan crashed their lips together in a desperate attempt to keep him shut.

"Shh, she won't find out," he hushed Kyle reassuring, as the other hissed by the stingy pain that was left in his gums being pushed the braces against them.

Kyle wrapped his arms around his neck, deepening the kiss even further.

Stan's hand were all over him, gripping his ass oh so slightly before pressing his crotch against Kyle's.

Kyle tugged his hair furiously unzipping his jacket trying to get a touch of Stan's bare skin.

But the door swung open and a silhouette covered them in a shadow.

It was Kenny; who looked at them in surprise as his was left speechless by the display of his two best friends flustered face full of embarrassment and somewhat shame for being caught in a intimate and secretive act.

Oh shit."

"And that waaaaas chapters 1 to 5, if you guys want any more updates you guys can always follow my wattpad account which is @ cArtmanbrah67!" He teased, now heading back to sit down, grinning with pride as he felt the deeply 'what happened next' stares on him.

Archieving his goal of pissing all his classmates off and still somehow get praise for it.

All unpleased for no concrete ending.

"W-what? What happened next? Did Kenny end up cheering them on or-" Clyde mustered disbelief.

"Fuck that, did Wendy ever found out that Stan was cheating on her!?" Red exclaimed in utterly shock.

"No, no, no dudes. What about that shit between Tolkien and Tweek what're those two hiding?" Craig chimed in just as offended.

"Oh please, Craig. It's obvious they're planning a surprise birthday party for you at Tolkiens," Bebe groaned annoyed, still sour she couldn't predict the ending.

"You guys are gonna give me writers block," Cartman grunted massaging the sides of his forehead before resting his head in his arms with boredom.

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The next day, it was Kyle's turn to present his own showing tell.

"For my showing tell project I've written-" he smirked smugly and glaringly at Cartman who arched his brow already knowing what he had planned next, "is a fanfiction of Butter x Cartman, I call it: an ass away."

Girls gasped enthusiastic as Stan snickered mischievous.

"My beta reader was Stan Marsh."

Cartman face reddened in embarrassment and anger, cussing out profanities at them.

[hoperays-song]

Can you explain things you want to happen to Johnny in the next sing movie(or project or if they make a graphic novel) mine is that he makes his own song.

Ooooooo, thank you for the ask!!!! I'm so sorry in advance, I'm gonna ramble here lol. - <3 Gooseless

--------------------------------- So I actually want a few things to happen in the next project (the continuation fic is essentially all of it lol), but I would definitely agree on the original songs front! That's for sure on my list.

One of the main things though, the biggest one actually, is to continue with Johnny's storyline as a queer allegory. We've already faced familial acceptance in the first movie, community acceptance with the second movie (though I have so many issues with how the dance class was handled), and it would be nice to just wrap it up with personal acceptance. And that might seem out of order but it actually isn't in a lot of cases. I know, for me at least, I spent so much time right after coming out defending my place and my identity to the world around me that I never really took the moment to process I could just finally be myself, and that it was ok to exist. I feel like a storyline like that with Johnny would be amazing, as there are numerous ways to go that route, like romantic (please, I want to see Rynny more than anything, PLEASE) or personal (Johnny finally putting out boundaries with his workload).

This would be an awesome storyline to see through either of those lenses, with a romantic arc featuring Johnny and Ryan being able to use a much more obvious way of showing this, especially if Ryan has already reached personal acceptance. Why that is is because throughout his previous storylines, Johnny has a specific support system for each, with familial being the troupe and community being Nooshy, so it would make sense if the love interest in this scenario, Ryan, took on that role this time around. It works really well in this option as it leads to really cute moment possibilities of the characters, particularly Johnny, just letting himself exist and have something for himself. And I will admit that I feel this is the best option for this storyline, as it is pretty blunt and up-front with the coding then, just like Johnny's other storylines, but also allows Johnny to have something for himself (his identity and his relationship) instead of how we see all his developments in the past movies, aka being broadcasted to the world and not really giving the kid any privacy. He deserves something for himself. And I feel like a relationship with Ryan could be that thing.

But like I said, you could work it as personal as well, with Johnny finally putting forward boundaries with Buster due to the workload the man keeps assigning the poor kid. I feel like a good support system here could be Ryan (if they are in an already established relationship) or his dad and uncles as they would have life experience to advise him on the matter. Johnny is heavily overworked throughout both movies and it seems like the expectations for him are really high, so a moment of him just letting himself exist as the ordinary person he is would probably be very therapeutic for him.

I personally wish they would go in the series direction instead of another movie, allowing for more detail to be poured into the characters, and that is kinda the format in which the continuation fic is written, in a way easily translated to a series. However, I have posted an idea for a Sing 3 set after a time jump around Johnny's story that I'll link below. It kinda goes into the previously mentioned wants for a series but having those already happen and mainly talks about ways to get queer rep around hate groups.

So yeah, I really want to see a personal acceptance journey for Johnny, letting the kid see he doesn't have to fight for who he is or his place anymore, he can just be Johnny, however that looks like.

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Here's the Sing 3 idea thing!

[xiuhunsoo]

forgot for a moment that thong can also be a word for flip flops outside of british english and that would've just changed the fanfic scene so much i'm ngl bc taking off a thong does become a completely different thing then too you see

[eclipsesalign]

Fanfics need to stop having such fascinating summaries with the most dogshit writing imaginable

[eponastory]

I guess I'm involuntarily rewriting chapter 27 of After the Rain because my phone decided to do an update.

Fuck you phone... fuck you.

At least I was only about 400 words in, but fuuuuuck. Good thing I didn't start the next draft for the ZKBB fic. That would've been lost, too.

It's one thing when I decide to rewrite something, but it's another when your phone decides that for you. At least it's mostly backed up on the cloud. But damn... I'm fucking mad.

Maybe this is the universe's way of telling me this chapter's point of view was not a good idea.

This is me thinking positively on all of this.

I'm trying... I really am.

It's only by sheer determination, my love for Zutara, and lovely readers that I am going to start the arduous journey of rewriting this chapter.

But I'm going to throw my phone in the pond now.

[juanabaloo]

Writers! Forget number of WIPs, how many pages of google docs of all your WIPs do you have drafted?