#I haven't written anything like this in a looooong time

[kitkatrix]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @jazwritesalot. Thank you! 🥹🫶

1. How many works do you have on A03? 120!!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 497,454. I have over 25k I haven't posted on A03 though so tack that on and I'm looking at roughly 520k in total.

3. What fandoms do you write for? I currently write for BNHA/ MHA. I used to write for Durarara, HP, Fruits Basket but that was a looooong time ago when I was in my teens lol

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? Fair warning: most of them are NSFW. 1) Take a Bite of Me, 2) Another Day, Another F*ck, 3) more than a learning curve, 4) Need Your Touch, 5) Wrong Size

5. Do you respond to comments? I try to, but I get extremely lazy after a bit and then months later, I respond.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? It would have to be my MCD KRBK fic that I never posted on AO3. It's on Twitter in full but both of them end up dying in the end, one earlier than the other.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Almost all my fics have a happy ending but the happiest one I have thus far is "more than a learning curve". It's completely self indulgent so I wanted it to end in a cute way 🥺

8. Do you get hate on fics? I've only thankfully gotten it once and it was on a collaboration fic. I don't let that stuff bother me though 💜

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Absolutely. Almost 3/4 of my fics on AO3 and Twitter are explicit. I have the most fun writing them.

10. Do you write crossovers? Nope. I don't watch/read enough or have enough creativity to do something like that.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Once. I was very young and found it when searching for my fic title online. It was under a different name and everything. I was so upset that I deleted the fic on my end and stopped completely.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nada. But I would be over the moon if it ever happened. I would need to give approval first before anything, though. I don't want to come across it one day and nothing was said to me, y'know?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes! I've done several actually. Some haven't ever been posted publicly but I have a few on AO3 like "Challenge Accepted" and "Pain and Pleasure" that I did with some mutuals on Twitter. It was very fun and I adore doing it 🥰

14. What's your all time favorite ship? KiriBaku! They have my heart in a chokehold. I'm trying to get into others from different fandoms but this one is hard to top.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Hidden Behind a Whisper. I loved loved writing this one when I started and I do go and add some from time to time but I've lost half the motivation I had when I first began. It's sad 😭

16. What are your writing strengths? Dialogue and action scenes. The way I write is like imagining a movie scene, and I write each movement someone makes and go from there. In example, Kirishima putting a hand around Bakugou's waist, Izuku kissing Ochako's forehead, things like that.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Repetitiveness. I tend to say the same thing over and over and have to copy paste my document into a website to see which words are used more than they should. Half the time it's either "that", "just", or "but".

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? If you feel it would add more to your story, speak to someone that knows and is fluent in that language and can read over the dialogue to be sure it is correct. Do NOT use Google translate. It's hardly accurate and a terrible source for translation.

19. First fandom you wrote for? HP. It was a Dramione fic and I was I think 14? It's still up online to this day 💀

20. Favorite fic you've written? "more than a learning curve" if we're talking mildly mature. "Need Your Touch" for Explicit.

I tag whoever sees this and would like to participate! 🫶🫶

[seasonal-writes]

Can you tell us anything more about scarian? Their dynamic in this is very intriguing 👀

-🍂

OF COURSE I CAN :D okay, so. they are.. obviously involved skfskj. at the time of Golden Rings, i like to think it's only been a few months that things are.. love-y, y'know? But they'd met looooong before that. I have this idea that Scar had been on the council for a few years. (Which, to me, Scar's's kind of an advisor? Or maybe like an event planner/guy who schedules things for the entire royal family? he has an important enough position to work fairly closely with the Princes and the King and attend meetings and such. i haven't thought about it TOO much, just that he's in close enough proximity to Prince Grian. :) ) and like, that's how he and Grian met? Grian comes to a council meeting one day—he sees a smiley elven man that's so weirdly alluring that grian can't really take his eyes off him the whole time. he finds that when they chat after the meeting, Scar's a charmer. almost too charming though, as grian kinda believes him to be a little scheme-y and is like "hmmm, no." but in the end, they run into each other a lot. Scar's constantly getting lost in the palace the first few months he's working for the council, and Grian just happens to be around. One day, Scar stumbles into the library while my man G's reading, and instead of showing him to where he needs to be, they end up just getting lost in conversation about books and architecture (a hobby of Grian's) and.. yeah, okay, maybe Grian does like this charming member of the council. then from there it's kinda history? rather than courting or "dates" they just end up spending a lot of time together. this morphs from walks around the gardens and picnics to secret meetings in bedrooms and such, though, when things get more intense between them. which i've mentioned before, stems from Grian's fear that the one thing he has to himself will be taken away. Scar is.. obviously not too against keeping things secret, but if there was anyone in the relationship to wish they didn't have to hide, it'd be Scar. he cares enough about what they have not to say anything, so you can imagine that day Jimmy catches him is literally traumatizing, lmao. i really like their dynamic! like! i want to expand on it even further. i had an idea to maybe write a one-shot about them in the setting sometime, maybe the story of them meeting in more detail and other little things?? i don't know if anyone would be interested, but i think it'd be fun and allow me to flesh it out more. WHICH YOU WOULDN'T THINK NEEDED TO HAPPEN WITH HOW MUCH I HAVE WRITTEN IN THIS ASK JESUS- i'm so sorry, leaf. i feel like you ALWAYS end up falling victim to my rambles. thanks for taking one for the team SKDFKJ i did like this question a lot, though. if there's anything else you wanna know, i'll gladly talk about it!

[megaawkwardhuman]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers.♡

sorry for not responding to this sooner

wrote more then I expected so just gonna put this here

1: my dog!

he might be annoying at times but at the end of the day I fucking love him and if anything bad happens to him I'm going to kill a bitch. though it would be nice if he didn't jump on me all the time since he's fucking big (he's still a puppy tho so I cut him a lot of slack) (also he's a german shepherd if you're curious)

2: art

whether it's viewing it or creating it art has always made me happy. I've been drawing since middle school and while I do have creative dry spells I haven't really stopped creating and picking up random mediums (just pencil, just pens, pixel art, sewing, kandi making, painting the list goes on and will continue to go on)

3: music

I would go insane if music didn't exist. It's always been a big part of my life whether it's my dad blasting music while cleaning the house or me listening to music while walking down to a corner store to get an arizona. Music also helps give me ideas! like I have a few fic ideas written down that were inspired by songs.

4: watching and talking about media I like

I'll take this moment to apologize to my irl friends who have witnessed me info dump over discord vcs at like 1 am without planning what I'm saying so it's all one big cluster fuck of words. I fucking love to ramble on and on about shit that I like ESPECIALLY THE MEDIA I CONSUME!!!! I've always been a nerd for details, theories, and over all over analyzing. not always but most of the time if given the chance to talk about something I like I become like one of those door to door missionaries. Only instead of talking about my god I go on about how gay something is. Also watching shit that I like! after I'm done typing all of this I'm gonna rewatch some wwdits while working on bunny art (I swear one of these days I will explain the bunnies. It's a whole thing with a looooong story behind it. I wanna share it but I think it deserves a separate post so I won't talk about it here.)

5: tumblr

is this one a bit of a cop out? probably. is it true? 100%. it fucking baffles me that my ideas and art can bring joy to others. hell I still can't believe I've INSPIRED OTHERS but somehow I have. All of y'all in the wwdits fandom have really helped me get through art block that was going on for months I think? I can't put into words how thankful I am for this site. All of the amazing artists, all of the meta posts, just EVERYTHING AH YOU GUYS HAVE NOOO IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE Y'ALL. it kinda feels weird since at the end of the day I don't really know y'all and y'all don't really know me but still from the bottom of my little queer heart thank you all soooo much for the follows, likes, replies, and reblogs.

[maxolotl67]

antumbra

a bravier pwp (follow-up to forgiveness)

Warnings: The following is very not safe for work. Please read responsibly.

Note: I hope you like feels with your smut. Also, the title comes from an astronomical term - antumbra is the shadow cast when viewing an eclipsed object entirely within a light source. There, you learned something today.

When Xavier wakes again, there’s filtered sunlight coming through the curtains, and he’s pleasantly warm from head to toe.

Bray’s arm is around his waist. Normally he likes to be the big spoon, but he has to admit, falling asleep with Bray wrapped around him like a very affectionate octopus was kind of nice. Maybe later he can get Bray to let himself be on the receiving end.

He shifts just enough to let his legs stretch, toes curling and flexing like a cat. He’s sore, but not in a bad way. The pain is more like the dull headache he gets when he spends too much time in the sun. His schedule means that casual sex isn’t often in the cards for him, so when it does happen, it’s a nice change of pace. Casual sex with Bray is a whole other thing entirely, of course, but as he sits up and winces slightly, he can’t help but feel stupidly happy.

That dumb thing he’d fantasized about only in his darkest moments, that one nugget of hope that lived somewhere in the coldest recesses of his mind...it hadn’t all been for nothing.

They must have moved to a different room in the funhouse sometime last night - Xavier hadn’t really paid much attention to his surroundings at the time. This room has the same blue walls, though it’s smaller and seems more functional. He wonders how long Bray has been here, wherever here is. He wonders how he found it, or if he built it himself, if until last night he only ever used this room for sleeping.

His thoughts are interrupted by a soft sigh from Bray behind him. His face is serene and turned into the pillow, his blond dreadlocks are loose and fanned out behind him, and the arm that had held Xavier is resting in the warm spot he’d left behind. Xavier can’t believe that he’s thinking this, but the man is adorable.

He stands, arching his back with a groan. He needs to find his pants, then maybe he can see about getting them breakfast. Even having been brought to this place against his will, that seems like the thing to do. Does Bray even have a kitchen? It’s hard to imagine Bray cooking. Some horribly saccharine part of him conjures the image of the pair of them making pancakes, and it makes his stomach growl.

He finds his sweatpants bundled up and tossed haphazardly against a closet door, which is cracked open. As he bends over to scoop them up, he catches a whiff of dust, mildew, and something else...he doesn’t know quite what, but it smells foul. Xavier can’t help but wrinkle his nose in disgust. What in earth does Bray keep in here?

Curious, he pushes the door open further. He immediately regrets it.

The bottom of the closet is littered with broken children’s toys, jumbled together in boxes - dolls of all description, worn stuffed animals, an ancient looking rocking horse, a dollhouse with stained walls. Hanging from wire hangers above are a ratty pair of striped pants and a heavy leather overcoat. And dangling from a string, presumably the light switch, a clown mask. Its smile is twisted, artificial, cruel. A wave of the stale smell hits him in the face and turns his stomach.

Xavier doesn’t even have time to think of how fast he can escape before he feels a pair of hands on his hips. He freezes in place, swallowing hard.

“Bad boy,” Bray whispers in his ear. “You’ll ruin the surprise.”

Xavier shivers, his heart hammering somewhere in his throat. “I-I was just — “

Bray clicks his tongue pityingly. “Curiosity killed the cat, you know. You’ll find out my secret in good time.” His fingers move, below his navel, tracing the line of hair above his groin. “Right now, I’m not finished with you.”

Xavier tries to stammer another protest, but all that comes out is a moan. Bray must take this as a signal to go ahead, because then Bray’s lips are on the back of his neck, on his shoulder, all hot breath and wet tongue and marking teeth. Bray’s hands continue to wander, over his abs, tracing the line of his hips, palming Xavier’s stirring erection.

He needs to stop this. He needs to push away, to scream, to do something, anything to get as far away from this place as possible. He feels like a deer in headlights - or an insect hypnotized by the light of a zapper. His knees begin to fail him. Bray holds him, supports his weight, guides him back toward the bed.

Xavier has one more thought before he gives up on thinking altogether. It didn’t matter if Bray was or wasn’t a changed man. It didn’t matter if he was fucked up for wanting this. It didn’t matter if he was broken or lost or just confused. Bray knew his heart, could see his soul. Bray could hold him together.

The back of his knees hit the edge of the mattress. He falls back, willingly, knowing how wanton and dazed he must look. “Please,” he breathes.

Bray doesn’t need to hear it twice. Xavier takes a fleeting moment to admire Bray’s new tattoo - an intricate, fearsome image of a snarling wolf - before the man is on him, slotting between his legs and bringing their mouths together. Bray is a fantastic kisser, alternating between slow, lingering swipes of his tongue and hard teeth on his lower lip. Xavier feels like Bray could eat him alive if he really wanted. God, best not to give him ideas.

Just when it starts getting harder to draw breath, Bray’s kissing his chest, tracing along his ribcage with the tip of a teasing tongue. Bray huffs a laugh when Xavier squirms. He’s not exactly ticklish, but he hates being teased.

“Easy, now,” Bray murmurs, drawing a few fingertips over his inner thighs. Xavier can hear the smile in his voice. “We have all the time in the world.”

“Easy for you to say,” Xavier grumbles. His head falls back, which is when Bray chooses to surprise him by swiping his tongue along his length. Xavier can’t help it; he bites back a moan and spreads his legs further.

“Mmm. What a sight.” Bray takes his sweet time, mapping him with his lips in a way that feels damn near worshipful. “I can’t wait to share what I’ve been working on with you, dear one.”

“Wha — “ Xavier’s question is cut off by the wet heat of Bray’s mouth, taking him all the way in. It’s all he can do not to buck his hips up. “Ah — “

Bray’s eyes are wide, almost manic, but Xavier can’t help watching him. He hears the snap of a lid and swallows. Bray’s words are soft, but he hears them with perfect clarity. “You will be my masterpiece. My joy. My everything. Because we understand each other, don’t we, Xavier? Because you let me in.”

Xavier whines. He can’t let himself think, not just yet. “Bray, I need — “

Bray works him open quickly - it doesn’t take much - smoothing a hand over his stomach to ease him through it. When finally, finally he pushes in, it’s an answered prayer, it’s everything Xavier doesn’t want to lose. He almost wants to cry.

Bray appears to steady himself for a moment, or maybe he’s just taking in the sight of Xavier underneath him, undone by desperation. “Beautiful.”

Xavier resists the urge to roll his eyes and wraps his arms around Bray’s shoulders. “Shut up and fuck me.”

Bray does. He’s slow but far from gentle, busying his mouth with leaving marks on Xavier’s throat. The heat between them is like a fire, and Xavier closes his eyes, embracing the flames, embracing Bray like it’s the last chance he’ll ever get. Hell, the state he’s in, he’ll embrace hellfire itself if it means staying with Bray.

He’s surprised when Bray comes first, but pleased because he gets to watch the euphoria on his face, the overwhelming joy and desire in his eyes. He wants to get lost in those eyes forever. He follows not long after, of course - how could he not, with Bray around him and within him, watching him like that?

Soon he’ll have to return to reality, return to rational thought and common sense. But Bray’s head is resting on his chest, and Xavier feels more loved and more at peace with himself than he has in a long time. So as far as he’s concerned, the real world can wait.

[aimeelouart]

So because you were so lovely to not only respond to my ask re Mother Hen Ange or Cissnei finding a lost Cloud with not just a drabble but a doodle AS WELL, I was inspired and this just fell out of my brain :) (sorry if it's a bit crap, I haven't written anything in a looooong while)

Cloud's mad. Actually he surpassed mad a while ago, he's now furious at the burning in his eyes and the telltale wetness on his cheeks.

The sound of tiny feet slapping linoleum echoes down the hallway, trailed by distressed sniffles as Cloud rushes along, still frantically searching for his nemesis. His instincts are stuck on a loop of 'bad notgood bad' and he really wishes they'd fuck off because he KNOWS and he's TRYING. It's not his fault.

One minute he was in Sephiroth's arms, the man imposing as always as he stalked through the hallways, the next he was half falling out of those same arms in boredom because the General was stuck talking to Lazard and Cloud couldn't force interest in their conversation. Luckily, Sephiroth caught him before he had to test any reflexes that would've prevented him from smashing his face into the ground. He was then delicately set on his feet and told to "stay close" with a hand ruffling his hair.

It took everything in him not to bite that hand.

So Cloud did, he swears he did. He stayed close, fingers wrapped around the material of Sephiroth's obnoxiously long coat, and he watched the other people bustling through the hallways. Then he saw Reno.

So it's actually Reno's fault, Cloud thinks bitterly as he rubs at his eyes again. That stupid idiot with his stupid grin and stupid antics and stupid distraction capabilities. His breath stutters as he turns another corner only to remain Sephiroth-less.

After Reno had thoroughly caught his attention with his stupidity, Cloud turned back only to find that he wasn't being swept up into long arms or dragged along by his grip on a dramatic coat. No, he was standing alone in a half deserted hallway. Sephiroth had left him. Oh god Sephiroth had left him. Before panic set in too deeply, he remembered way back to what his mother used to say.

"Stay where you are Stormcloud, means I have a better chance at finding you if you're where I left you."

Yeah.... that advice went out the window roughly twenty seconds after her voice popped into his head.

Which is how Cloud finds himself in his current predicament. He skids around the next corner, hands clutching his chest though he desperately wants to be hugging one of his knives. Sephiroth calls them his comfort knives. Some kids have stuffed Moogles, some have Chocobo blankets, Cloud has his knives. But he knows how that looks to outsiders, which looking around the sheer volume of business suits suggests he's nowhere near where he wants to be. So he makes do and doesn't whip out any weaponry that admittedly a small child should NOT be wielding.

Yet another hallway with no nemesis and honestly, Cloud's about ready to just sit down and cry. Not because he actually misses the silver haired fucker, absolutely no way no how, but because the ache of his instincts is infuriating. Yeah. That's it. He takes another left, then a left, then a right and suddenly there's a familiar figure at the end of the hallway.

Cissnei turns around when she feels a gentle tug of her jacket. Instinctively she clamps a hand around the wrist of the person next to her, it wouldn't be the first time Reno had tried to pickpocket her the little shit. She looks down when she realises that the wrist is far too small to be her colleague and instead sees the teary blue eyes of Cloud.

She softens immediately, she can't help it, he's just too cute. She lets go of his hand, murmuring a soft apology as she does when the boy snatches his arm back. She crouches down slightly, concern thrumming through her at the sight of the usually surly creature in clear distress.

"Oh Cloud, what's wrong? Where's Sephiroth?"

She's not expecting his reaction. The little boy's face scrunches up, red staining his cheeks and shoulders raising in a clear indication she should probably cover her ears.

"I don't know!" He screeches, knife appearing out of nowhere and clenched tightly in his fist, "And I'm so mad!"

As Cloud goes back to silently seething, Cissnei shoots a quick text off in the Turks group chat, ordering a search for the Silver General and to bring him to the Turk floor once found.

When Sephiroth bursts into the room ten minutes later, Cloud is pleased to find that the unflappable man looks as close to disheveled as he probably ever will. Tight lines of worry crease the corners of his eyes and mouth, and a suspicious pink tinge is sitting behind glowing green. Cloud is scooped up, legs dangling and torso crushed between two vice-like arms and a strong chest, and he only grumbles slightly as his cookie falls to the floor. His instincts have calmed significantly and he's loathe to admit but the subtle nuzzling of Sephiroth's jaw against his temple is nice.

(If you ever breathe a word of that to anybody, Cloud WILL kill you.)

Oh that's WONDERFUL (Referencing this post)

[laora-ryn]

okay there's no way I can send JUST one title, for the WIP folder thing, so: all the Gundam 00 ones : D

I'm pretty sure that's illegal friend XD but i love talking about stuff so you get away with it anyway lmao

pray for us sinners (now, and at the hour of our death) this is gonna be the last entry in my Ireland Bombing AUs series! It's an AU where Lyle and Lyndsay are the only survivors, because I've written about the other three already and decided to round out the set lmao. I have a lot (like, a LOT) of notes on how it goes down - it's gonna get into the aftermath of the bombing more than In Nomine Patris and Apostasy did, so prepare yourself for angst >:D I'm expecting it to be >50k words by the time it's finished!

Screaming in Color This is the next BDTS fic actually! I haven't been able to get anything written yet because my brain is a fuck, but I have an outline set up - it's gonna be 4 (long-ish) chapters and cover the rest of Neil's adolescence, roughly through the end of high school! It features a cameo appearance from a Ptolemy crew member that I'm SUPER excited to share :D

some hearts beat ever onward this is a really interesting AU that I started in like...2018? it boils down to an Allelujah/Marie swap, where Allelujah is the test tube baby who loses his senses, and Marie is the kidnapped kid from a warzone who ultimately escapes with some of the other kids. I have a little under 3k words written, and a whole outline in the doc, but it's been...four years...so a lot of it, I don't remember exactly where I was going with it Px So, god knows when I'll actually be able to finish it

the smoke on the horizon is the burning promised land this is the one that's least fleshed out in my folder actually! I wrote just a little bit of it a looooong time ago, but it's mostly a saji character study, focused around his relationship with setsuna. i just found the title for it recently and it's BEYOND perfect, so who knows, maybe i'll pick it up again :D

those dizzy stargazers who dreamed of the black this one!!! i am so hype for this one!! it is a character study of the season 1 ptolemy crew, and I'm 7/11th of the way through it. I don't have much to say about it beyond that, so I'll give you the first line of the first chapter's characters instead: --- Christina Sierra doesn't know what it's like to not feel frightened. Lichtendahl Tsery doesn't know whether he's half dead or half alive. Lasse Aeon doesn't know what it’s like to trust someone. Feldt Grace doesn't know what her real name is.

we have not touched the stars This is another one that's been in my wip for years? 2018 ryn was really into allemarie, apparently, because this one's a canon alle character study focusing on his relationship with marie? (I think? I didn't leave notes after I left off mid-sentence OTL) another one that I can't say when i'll be able to finish D:

[rahleeyah]

Hey Leah, I have a writing question, if you don't mind? So from your posts on the topic, it seems to me like you're fairly organized, right? Do you come up with a timeline for every long fic? Do you always know what you're gonna write before you actually do it? I'm new at this, but I noticed that planning doesn't work for me bc I end up going a completely different way every single time. Also, the things I'm most proud of are the ones that seem to come from nowhere 😅

ohhhh i love a good process question thank you so much for this!!

there are as many ways to approach outlining - or not - as there are writers, and everybody just has to do what works for them. a very clear, detailed outline will kill a story for me. part of the joy is finding out where the story is gonna go, and if i do too much of that work in advance i get bored and i'll never finish the story. i won't even daydream about my current WIP in the shower; shower stories have to be something different bc if i do too much work on my WIP it'll die right there in the shower.

but my gay ass can't do math and i gotta have something to keep me in the road.

here's what i typically do for a long story. i'll use coachverse as an example bc it is gonna be looooong.

the concept began in a spitballing session in the discord, and we talked out a couple of scenes that made me really excited, and that gave me the bones of the story. i had a conceit, i had a couple big moments i knew i wanted to hit.

so the next thing i did was make a timeline. the timeline, crucially, is not a story outline. it is literally a timeline; this is the year liv graduated college, here's everybody's birthdays, there's a couple major moments from canon with dates and everybody's ages at that time so that i can keep the math in mind. there only three points on it right now between 1999-2011 and they're just important dates, they're not even cases. i haven't decided yet what storylines from canon i'll do. well that's not true. i've picked like two.

for a story that doesn't take place across twenty fucking years, i might make a bare bones outline, with just major points on it. i pretty much always have everybody's birthdays written down somewhere.

and then each day when i sit down to write i ask myself what's the last thing that happened, what's next on the list, and is there something cool i wanna do in between? so like coachverse, there's nothing at all on the timeline between when liv and el get married and when they have sean. the chapters that came in between were me sitting down and going what do i want to write tonight? none of that was planned from the jump, but i had the idea the day i wrote it, and it still pushed the ball towards the ultimate end goal. so that leaves me room to move.

sometimes i'll have a thought while writing one day that necessitates turning a random idea into three or four chapters, and that's why i never know how long a story might be lmao and the whole thing is in flux; i can change my mind about anything at any time.

if i have a thought outside of my writing window - or, like happened with the latest chapter of coachverse, if i end the chapter with a specific idea of what i want the next one to be - i'll put it on the timeline so that the next time i sit down to write i'll have that reminder there. but it's never super detailed; i like working through the details as i go.

so maybe, if you don't like planning and you do like the adventure, something like that might work for you! a brief list of big moments so you can keep the big picture in mind, but enough room for you to make shit up as you go.

[smutty-ki113r]

I've never purposefully tried shifting or lucid dreaming or anything, but I have had some vivid dreams about the CPs before without trying to.

So far, Masky and EJ are the most chill to me. EJ is kinda intimidating cause of his height and dark clothing. He also tends to stare at you from afar until you literally walk up to him, but he's actually a little shy from what I could tell. Masky is like a dad figure I don't see often. He will walk up to you first and chat with you about whatever. I had long conversations with him and EJ separately about something but I can't remember what. They seem nice enough tho and open to conversation.

Ben is pretty chill too, but he seems like a workaholic. He's on his laptop a lot and seems a bit stressed when he is. He did let me play a game on it with him once, so he's pretty nice. Mostly keeps to himself tho and doesn't like interacting too much with people.

Jeff, on the other hand-

Jeff is kinda intimidating only because when I see him, he's standing still with wide eyes that have tiny pupils. He's also always smiling. Not that he can help it but it's pretty creepy to see from afar.

I usually see him around Ben or with a group, but he hasn't tried to hurt me or anything. Once, a long, looooong time ago, I remember having a chill conversation with him tho. We just sat on the floor cross legged and talked. Most of the time tho, I still find it hard to just let him come up to me when he's got a knife in his hand and that smile on his face. Overall, I don't know him too well, he's kinda creepy, but is probably decent if you give him a chance. He sometimes can be seen arguing with Ben.

Now Toby on the other, other hand-

Despite how he's written usually, Toby was the only one who was extremely aggressive towards me.

Usually I see glimpses of him with the others or EJ. However, in one dream I was sat down on a chair, and he was towering over me with his hatchets out.

He was ranting about something to me and twitching while holding his weapons. I couldn't really do much other than smile and try not to provoke him. I was honestly completely confused about what he was talking about. I just don't think he likes me very much for whatever reason. He mentioned Hoodie and how they saw me from afar or whatever. I have no idea.

Hoodie, I rarely ever see just like Toby. Somehow, I don't think he really likes me or cares for me either much like how Toby doesn't. He just follows the group if I ever see them together.

Overall, Masky, EJ, and Ben are the most chill. Jeff is kinda unpredictable and will (probably) jokingly act like he's going to stab you but he leans towards being safe. Toby and Hoodie I rarely see and are the most distrusting (of me, anyways) for whatever reason- I don't know. It would probably be awkward being alone with them.

Slender kinda just stands in the background and stares at you (you probably won't notice him tho). He does have a mouth full of sharp teeth he shows to try and be threatening if you're not careful.

LJ is actually pretty chill with kids. I've only seen him when I was very young tho, and he'd give all the children ice cream, including me. I haven't seen him at all now that I'm an adult tho 😥

Anyways, that's what I've seen about them. I've read countless creepypasta stories (the actual ones, not fanfics) in the past, but I didn't purposefully try to make them be anything or even dream about them, so who knows why some of their personalities are like that. I was actually kinda scared of EJ irl, and I wouldn't have ever thought Toby and Hoodie would be that way towards me but you can't please everyone I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

- can I be 🌧️ anon?

I had to purposefully wait a day to respond to this because I got so excited I started jumping around. I want the people on my blog to just APPRECIATE this- because it made me so happy Hehehehe.

[kitausuret]

You know I've literally never read any marvel comics so I kinda don't remember why I started following you but I have no regrets about it. I probably started following you for something to do with the venom movies bc I'm obsessed with those but I can't remember what it was?? And i haven't seen anything about them since then so idk

But anyway like even tho I've never read a single marvel comic I love reading your little comments about events I know nothing about lmao. Especially when you talk about Flash, Eddie and the symbiote like those tags about the first time Flash sees Eddie smile were so cute it made me rlly happy. And it's so funny bc I only know the movie versions of Eddie and V who I'm guessing are pretty different in the comics, and I'm still just sorta piecing together who Flash actually is as I read more posts on here but you've managed to make me ship something with characters I barely know from media I've never even touched before lmao

Hi anon! This is super sweet of you to say and I'm glad you've stuck around even if you don't always know what's going on. 😅

Believe it or not I do actually really super love the Venom movies as well, I just tend to hyperfixate on the comics because they are the most intriguing/aggravating to me. Back around late 2018 and such I actually reblogged quite a bit of stuff about the Sony ot4 (Dan/Anne/Venom/Eddie, AKA D.A.V.E.) and I still extremely love them. Nearly every Sonyverse fic I've written at least alludes to them.

In fact... I wrote a couple crossovers between 616 and Sony: - We See Through a Glass, Darkly (where 616!Eddie goes to the Sony Universe, and meets the other 2 of the ot4 and his counterpart) - Like Two Passing Ships (the sequel, where Sony!Eddie (and Venom!) travel to Earth-616, they also meet 616!Flash (: )

And for a holiday exchange I received this incredible piece! By @x-jean here on Tumblr, link is to the Ao3 version.

So yeah, I really adore both of these universes for Venom stuff! And by Venom stuff I mean shipping the combined entity of Venom with at least one other person.

And yes, Eddie and the Venom Symbiote are really different between Sony and the mainline comics universe (Earth-616) but that's kind of what makes it fun for me! At first I hated how different they were but Sony!Eddie eventually grew on me. And of course, I love the ot4.

616!Venom is a different beast entirely because the symbiote does have so many different connections with so many more people. That, of course, is what inspired the symbiot3 for me (Eddie/Venom Symbiote/Flash). Flash Thompson, however, originated as a Spider-Man supporting cast member looooong before Venom was even a thought in anyone's mind, so that also influences a lot of my headcanons and indeed my fics. It's with that knowledge and history in mind that I weave together any interactions he has with Eddie and the symbiote.

If you ever want to know more about Flash, or really even any Venom comics, always feel free to reach out to me via private message or the like! But this was so sweet to see and I'm glad you like my content, Anon. And yes, I fill those tags like they're going out of style.

And on that note, if anyone DOES have any questions or ideas or stuff they want to yell about movie!Venom with me I love to talk about that too.

[winsister91]

>send an ask: get to know your author ---> all the number >:3

ARE YOU SERIOUS? Damn. Did not expect this. Well you asked for it!! 

Lemme just go ahead and pop a ‘keep reading’ here coz this shit’s gonna get lengthy.

1) is there a story you’re holding off on writing for some reason?Got a ton of ideas I noted down and still haven't got around to doing? Does that count? I’m lazy and think faster than I write.

2) what work of yours, if any, are you the most embarrassed about existing?Published online? Not really. Unpublished? LOADS.

3) what order do you write in? front of book to back? chronological? favorite scenes first? something else?Generally chronological when doings fanfics. The piece of shit novel that I’ll never finish has been all over the place.

4) favorite character you’ve writtenAlways love writing Dean

5) character you were most surprised to end up writingDidn’t expect a request to write Richard Speight Jnr fluff! Shocked me a little. But it was fun to do!

6) something you would go back and change in your writing that it’s too late/complicated to change nowI ballsed up Three Wrongs Make a Right. I had a vision for the ending, but then went off in a completely different direction and backed myself into a corner. Now I dont know how to continue it DX

7) when asked, are you embarrassed or enthusiastic to tell people that you write?Bit of both I guess. I’m more comfortable with strangers reading my stuff tho. There’s a very select few people I know IRL who have actually read stuff I’ve done. I’ll tell people I write, if they ask to see it, nine times out of ten it’s a huge HELL NO.

8) favorite genre to writeWhen writing original works, I always fall into fantasy. Fanfics I'm a sucker for fluff.

9) what, if anything, do you do for inspiration?I listen to game/movie soundtracks! I dunno why, just helps me visualise stuff and get in the groove.

10) write in silence or with background noise? with people or alone?Alone with background noise.

11) what aspect of your writing do you think has most improved since you started writing?Pfft. I don’t think it has haha I’m maybe more confident in actually doing it these days maybe?

12) your weaknesses as an authorGRAMMAR. Super dialogue heavy. Suck at setting and describing scenery.

13) your strengths as an author:S IDK. I may be dialogue heavy but I’d like to think it’s decent dialogue at least?

14) do you make playlists for your current wips?Nah.

15) why did you start writing?Simple, I just enjoy it. Writing is super hard tho, but I enjoy attempting to tell stories and hope it entertains someone :)

16) are there any characters who haunt you?*shrugs* dont think so?

17) if you could give your fledgling author self any advice, what would it be?LEARN TO GRAMMAR. QUICKLY COZ YOU STILL CAN’T DO IT AGED 26 FGS YOU HAVE AN A-LEVEL IN ENGLISH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD

18) were there any works you read that affected you so much that it influenced your writing style? what were they?Uuuh...maybe? I’m not observant enough to notice coz I’m a dumb :3

19) when it comes to more complicated narratives, how do you keep track of outlines, characters, development, timeline, ect.?PLAN PLAN PLAN. Or just wing it and hope for the best. Depends on my mood.

20) do you write in long sit-down sessions or in little spurts?I came to Tumblr during a fortnight off work, so the sessions were looooong and stretching into the stupidly early morning hours. Then I had to go back to work *sulk*. so now its more short bursts coz I’m too damn tired all the time.

21) what do you think when you read over your older work?This sucks. That sucks. Why do I subject people to this trash? NB: this applies to current works too.

22) are there any subjects that make you uncomfortable to write?If it makes me that uncomfortable, I simply won’t write it I guess. Is that cowardly? I don’t like writing abuse.

23) any obscure life experiences that you feel have helped your writing?Lived in a pub in my childhood, have always worked in customer services so I have met and spoken too some nice/fun/weird/creepy people over the years. No doubt some of them will have creeped into the writings. Again, I’m not observant enough to fully notice tho.

24) have you ever become an expert on something you previously knew nothing about, in order to better a scene or a story?I wouldn’t say ‘expert’ but I got a request to write a migraine fic (which can be found heeeeere), and I’ve never experienced one. So I did some googling, found a page where people described how a migraine actually felt to them, looked up suggested home remedies, what happens when a migraine comes on etc etc The overall feedback I got from that fic was that I got the description pretty damn accurate! Which was pretty cool :) I would never wish a migraine on anybody btw.

25) copy/paste a few sentences or a short paragraph that you’re particularly proud ofOh god...guess I better scavenge and see if I actually like any of it...Okay, I’m gonna go with this chunk out of This Means War

“Round 1You skulk up to the blonde Dean has been chatting up just as he goes to the bar to grab them both a drink.“Hey,” you whisper and the girl turns to you puzzled, “My sister hooked up with that guy a week or so ago. Crabs.”Dean approaches while you dance with a baby-faced cutie.“Again?” he says, pulling out his fake FBI ID, “I'll let you off this night Miss Spankalot, but I catch you in here looking for customers again, I'll have to take you in.” Round 2You run up and slap Dean amongst a group of girls on their hen night.“You bastard!” You cry over dramatically, “You're other wife just called to tell you she's pregnant! With triplets!”“She's loopy that one,” Dean mumbles to your next victim, “I heard she pokes holes in condoms and goes crazy screaming you'll be the perfect happy family.” Round 3Dean wanders over to the guy eyeing you up. You watch as he points at you and lip read him saying, “Has a penis.”You make eye contact over Dean’s shoulder to the brunette he's charming. You lean forward, nodding you head towards Dean and announcing, “Micro-penis.””I just really enjoyed writing this chunk. Fun and pranky Dean is always a joy. I like how ridiculous he and reader are getting over a silly bet and determined to one up and sabotage each other. One of my finer moments in attempted comedy I feel :)

THERE ARE YOU HAPPY NOW! (That was actually really fun, thankyouloveyoubye)