#I wanted to write something around my chatfic and these two for a while

[hel-phoenyx]

"We do."

I read your last text for the fifth time in five minutes. You're supposed to be here soon, or so I hope, because even though you are the one that reproached me my avoidance for the last days there is a gnawing incertity at the back of my mind, one that tells me you finally got tired of my bullshit.

Down there, the noises of the party still reach me. I hear Thibault's laughter, Willy's teasing, Mareva's curious voice, and Elvira's shouts of joy. Sharon is already asleep. Parties never were for her. And I have nothing to tell her for now. I already vented too much. She managed to stay out of this, only noticing something was wrong when I locked myself in my room.

All your contrary.

What did I had in mind when all of this began? I hardly remember. I just recall sending you a message asking for intel, and you telling me it will be all you'll do. But then Lan Yue got enthousiastic about matchmaking and I felt compelled to bring you. Because you knew about it, had a good chance to help, and because you were my friend.

I guess that was my mistake. Now not only you got hit with Hope's Peak shady, shady business, but also by the falling out of all that shit. And me, in the middle, only seeing the pain I could have brought you and not the one I did.

And now I'm searching for my words up there on the balcony, looking like an outsider upon the happiness outside. I always felt like an observer, all my life since I was six, but I never got quite hit by the pain of it.

Probably because of the condition that flared up days ago.

The door open. No laughs ou teasing or anything, so I guess it's just you. I'm not turning around to check. I can still recognize your footsteps.

"Lock the door behind you, please, I ask, still looking down the balcony. Keys are on the lock and I'd rather not get interrupted."

"Sure you want to get locked up with me? You ask, uncertainty plaguing your voice. No offense, but it looks like a rip-off game of seventh heaven."

"Non-existent Lord how I hate that trope. Yes. You've seen how everyone is. They're too happy to understand I need space."

The sound of jiggling keys, and finally I hear the lock click. Door is not see-through, I went there for a good reason after all; So now, I can safely assume that's only you and me there. That I can turn around without being perceived by anyone else but you.

Your face is still pale, still holding the stigmata of a deep fatigue. Your hair is in a bun, but I can still tell, under the moonlight, that you haven't been taking care of it properly. Cheeks got hollow, emaciated, subtle enough for normal people to miss it.

I've never been normal people.

Worst is, maybe, your eyes widening when you look upon my face, not enough to make the dark circles disappear.

I smile, softly, hoping that I am at least almost beliveable.

"Yeah, it's worse under the moonlight, huh?""

You keep silent, still looking at me. Looking at the emaciated cheeks, the paleness of the skin, the tear trails, the dark, empty eyes of a body I struggle to believe is mine.

A moment of silence. You kept the keys in your pocket, probably to stop me from escaping. And you were talking about a seventh heaven rip-off, whan an irony, my friend. Well, I didn't plan to run anyway. The call of the deep is more powerful than the call of the flight.

Then you make a step forward, in an attitude that wants to be nonchalant.

"Not gonna lie, I preferred the pictures."

"I'm gonna take that as a compliment. I always know how to be photogenic."

You sigh. The couch on the balcony is there for you to sit on, but nevertheless you choose to put your butt on the armrest. Bisexual-cliche ass. Am I better tho, me, the sex-obsessed, flirty queen aromantic pansexual? I wonder if since the beginning, we're not just walking cliches created from the mind of a very, very cheeky writer.

The thought makes me snicker. You don't follow. Face tells me you're still angry at me. That's very fair. We never properly met to settle things and afterwards, I had my hands full with Elvira's surprise birthday.

"Something funny?"

"An intrusive thought. Mind if I sit?"

"That's your house."

Taking that as a yes. I take my place on the couch, pulling my legs close as a reflex before silence takes over again. I can see it annoys you, but what am I supposed to say? "I'm sorry"? "I won't do it again"? Such empty words for an empty man.

Because the truth is that I am sorry. And I will, probably, do it again, for I am far than strong enough.

Finally, you roll your eyes, arms crossed on your chest.

"I didn't come here to be ignored again, Emerens."

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm just at a loss from words."

"Ironic for the Ultimate Romance Novelist."

"I've always been better at finding words for others than for me."

You shrug, but keep silent. I guess I have to carry on, if I want to keep one of the most precious things in my life mostly intact.

"It's just... Been a lot. I'm aware it doesn't excuse anything, and it doesn't explain all... Everything since the moment I asked you that goddamn question just has been fuck-up after fuck-up from my part. And you took everything without even being involved in the first place."

"Glad you can admit it. But I didn't come here to get the apologies on that part. Your texts covered it enough. I want to know why you ignored me. Anger can't be the only explanation."

"I really am sorry for this-"

"I didn't ask for a sorry. I asked for a why."

Cut in the middle of my words, I turn my head towards you, dumbfounded. Of all the words that I expected coming from you, those were the last. And of all the emotions I was waiting for on your face, I didn't expect genuine worry.

Why would you worry about the one that hurt you?

I blink, searching for my words.

"I really don't think any explanation is satisfying-"

"Emerens, I did not come here to hear you wallowing in self-pity, I came here to understand why one of my best friends, the very one that promised me he would stay by my side not earlier than months ago, decided all of a sudden to not answer my texts, give me the silent treatment and lock himself in his room so he's unreachable and I'm driven back at his door. So please fucking tell me, because I am not moving until I have a better explanation than your fucking condition."

Your face is still the same, you never were an emotional person after all, I can't recall for one moment where I saw the shell crack at least a little. But your voice is snappy, your words full of an impromptu venom, and behind the patience I always envied you, I see a trembling eyelid.

I guess I can't escape behind empty words and shallow excuses. Only the truth holds here, and the liar finds it tastes sour on his lips used to the sweetness of dreams.

On my face grows something looking like a smile.

"If I had to search the closest explanation, I would guess it's because I didn't want to hurt you."

You roll your eyes, I can tell you're not convinced by my words. But not convinced is better that straight up not believing me. I guess the truth still hold to you a hint of certainty.

"Great fucking job you're doing there."

"I sense sarcasm. Never said it was supposed to be efficient."

A sigh escapes my lips.

"Last time I've been like... This, I've hurt people. Badly. Not intentionally, but it hardly matters in front of all the damage. And the thought of that pain happening to you makes me sick. Despite getting angry, I mean."

"And you didn't stop to think that isolating yourself may make thinks worse?"

"Oh, I did. But between losing you as a friend and being responsible for your damn death, the choice is all too easy."

You stay silent, still looking at me, still arms crossed, your eyes encouraging me to pick up where I left off. I suppose I have to. I have to gather my words and my truth to give you something I at least won't bring to my grave, no matter what you decide it's worth.

"Giving you the silent treatment was a dick move, and I can't deny it has been fed by my psychosis about secrets. But if I did stop caring about you and your feelings, you and I wouldn't be here on this balcony trying to make up."

I hide in my throat the fact that I wouldn't be here at all. You don't need to hear about how bad it's been. The emptyness. The cutter in my hand before Elvira sent me that message. The feeling that I'm growing to be no better than my mother, no better than my 13 years old self. The sensation of utter defeat.

You don't need that. And I certainly don't want Hope's Peak to be able to hear I relapsed. Not after the project. Not after I saw everyone lock themselves in a lab for days of weeks of months. No matter if it's by you, or the Ultimate Empress being right there at my own house.

I still think you caught the inner meaning of my words, because you frown, eyes still on me.

"I tried to do damage control, even in that state, but I suppose you get a clearer head when your mental health is not somewhere in the Marianna trench. So I won't deny I could have handled it better, or at the very least asked for help. I won't deny I'm at fault. But since you asked for an explanation..."

"And I guess it is an explanation. But really, next time, just ask for help."

A laugh escapes my throat, croaky and painful.

"You're asking for a lot to the sovereign of isolation."

I laugh some more, right before I'm interrupted by a pair of arms wrapping around me, and a chin of the top of my head. Provoking enough surprise for me to stop.

Dumbfounded, I couldn't even move an inch. My face, far from the heat that would usually take over, is unusually stiff, the same stiffness prompting my brain to run a function check. Because in what world are you of all people, less tactile than Sharon, more recluded than Thibault, more passive than Louna, initiating not only contact but also a hug?

It takes a few seconds for me to recover some braincells. Enough to prompt my lips to open, my tongue to formulate some words. Not enough to understand.

"....... Aren't you being unusually affective?"

"Oh, shut it. I thought you were done for, asshole, I think I'm owed a bit of unusual."

I suppose I can't deny that unflawed logic, or maybe it's the amount of brain cells that is still not enough to protest anything you say. All that's left is to enjoy it while il lasts, snuggling against you, smiling at the thought I haven't felt that kind of warmth for so long.

I bring you on my lap, tighten my grip on your back.

"I missed you."

Something laughs soflty in my hair.

"Likewise."

[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

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Warning: on PC it takes 8 lenghts of the screen to look through the entire draft, I think posts are a little wider, but still

So, this is something I'll never write out because it has the core elements of most of my daydreams: unrequited feelings for Kokichi, unnecessary martyrdom and overpowered self-insert original character

meet the Ultimate Manic Pixie Dream Girl, they were born out of my reading of the "Obligatory Chatfic", it stays focused on v3, but I wanted to play with the ideas of all the classes interacting together after going through their games in vr, and Hope's Peak having history of human experimentation on students, putting all of them through it so casually because They ARE The Bad Guys and have been doing this shit to students for decades like they're free lab rats

My OC joins the v3 class about a month or two after they left the simulation, bullshits something about special circumstances for transferring at that point, makes some suspiciously too accurate guesses about people, as if playing Sherlock Holmes, jokes about being a whore after revealing their talent, seems to be under the influence, but they say it's just jet-lag, they arrived freshly from America. And on the first lunch break they have an obnoxious reunion with Junko, they've partied together many times before, after clicking instantly on some formal fashion-related celebrity event. They throw an ice-breaker karaoke on the soonest free Friday evening to show the v3 babies how to party, at least the select few that decide to come (as most doesn't want to be anywhere near Junko or parties), notably, Kamukura is also there, he's always close to at least one of my two girlies. Generally, they make a big deal out of music, quote lyrics, assign people songs (a part of their "too accurate guesses" gimmick), make karaokes a regular thing, Junko rarely joins the later ones, it actually becomes a v3 class thing they wanted it to be in the end, but in the meantime they bring in various friends they make at HPA.

Their immediate & obvious crush on Ouma makes everyone cringe and brace themselves, thinking it'll crash and burn sooner rather than later as they'll get to see more of his personality, but they become friends, as our MPDG collects all outcasts and freaks of this school, but those who pay attention can tell they give extra attention to Kokichi, so those observant classmates (minus Saihara, who, of course, doesn't know) are waiting for them to realize that Kokichi is pining after Shuichi (but they know that, they knew from the start, they don't mind). They gush about him a lot, both to Junko and Izuru, sometimes to Miu, but as a running joke where she always reacts with fake gagging, highlighting how amazing it is that he doesn't want anything from them, that he makes them feel free (watch my aro ass re-invent being lithromantic on accident, I had this OC for... more than a year, and heard this term while having this in the draft). They spoil Ouma as their bestie, but since they're touchy with all their friends (and more touchy with people they want something from, using their talent to manipulate) and throw grand gestures left and right they play it off, even though their jealousy shows around Saihara sometimes. They have a brief phase where they took on an appearance that was just Saihara with their spice added (brighter hair, bolder make-up, expensive suit with suspenders... they disappeared for a bit after that stunt, equal parts ashamed and proud for pulling it off), they like intimidating him and asking him questions he doesn't know how to answer. They have mood swings between trying to wingman for saiou and antagonizing Shuichi, circling around him, during a particularly bad episode they decide to seduce him like everyone who stands in their way (even though they still wouldn't pursue Kokichi if he wasn't in the way).

As people start to notice they know too much to really be just analysing what they see & that they seem to grow lost in their increasing amount of notes (carrying a bunch of notebooks, recording their voice) and in their head (spacing out, repeating themselves, changing personas faster) they throw out pieces of their convoluted backstory to cause a distraction. How they ran away and don't talk to their mom. How their first heartbreak changed them. The many friends they lost in their time in Hollywood, not to mention partners, it's always others that the death touches so don't worry about them. Izuru gives them knowing side-glances and takes them on breaks, those two have Talks about life that tend to go nowhere. Sometimes Junko joins them and they only mean less and probably smoke. (I am super averse to smoking, but this one just has to, so yeah, the trio does). It's revealed that they are so close as a trio because they have a shared lab and work on something together (Enoshima technically has a second lab as a fashionista, but this is an analyst, MPDG & "Hope" lab). It also becomes known at that stage that they disappeared from Hollywood nearly a year before they officially joined HPA. They use Shuichi's curiosity about the matter to get closer to him & succeed in their goal.

The truth is they were originally offered to be the Ultimate Actress in Junko's year, but turned that down (important: they already knew Junko at that point) and got scouted again under a different name, from a school in some small town in another state after using that place as testing grounds for their plan, polishing their skills and purposefully pulling some shit to get scouted on their own terms. And it's pulled out of them in a full story instead of little hints by Kokichi, because (as he doesn't know what they did to Shuichi) they're best friends and he can't be easily distracted from warning signs that he knows from experience. They get him in on the plan to destroy Hope's Peak. Yes, they knew about the human experimentation before they came there, always hanging around older rich people with their "I'll fuck my way to the top" mentality allowed them to hear lots of stories from the prestigious world that are otherwise kept under wraps, and meeting Junko when she was recently scouted, looking into it and willing to talk about it solidified the idea they had about the place.

Even without knowing much they were growing convinced that the whole showbiz world is rotten to the core and Talent is a bad thing that burns you out, they watched people die chasing fame and ones becoming hollow once they got it, how everybody seems unhappy and only wants more of something, exactly just how fake all that jazz is. They make many comments about being expected to die young & beautiful, getting irrelevant if they don't, being special just because they're tragic, how being gifted fucks up kids, how this isn't designed for them but for people who watch them. They look at Hope's Peak and see what it symbolizes. And they want it gone.

So they say they accepted HPA's second scouting (without coming clear to them about the previous one being them as well), and became Ultimate MPDG, since they were late to join the class, their participation in this year's project was studying its events and assisting everyone's recovery with their talent. That is not the whole truth, just enough of it to make Kokichi think it is. The half-true reason for proceeding slowly with the plan to burn down the school is avoiding suspicion and making sure everything will go right. They don't buy big quantities of gasoline, not from one place, not with one face. They acquired the building plan and mapped out how the fire should spread. They collected the files with all the dirt on HPA. They arranged for a date when students won't be inside, when they will be at an event and therefore have alibis. They prepared their escape. It makes sense for Kokichi to believe that all the planning is what's wearing them down, he did think they had something in common there.

But they omitted that they enter virtual reality on a daily basis, that they die in it more often than not, that they're helping develop it and the main reason they were scouted this time was their ability to switch personas on a whim and become them, creating full lives as if they actually lived them and being able to contain those multitudes. They wanted to push that potential, to push the VR's limits and see how much it can manifest and how real it can feel. They're testing how it affects them, reducing the time needed to recover after a death, disconnecting from the body via replacing it with various avatars, separating it into elements that can be controlled & don't need to be in the same place or even present at all for other elements to work, turning sensations into sliding scales that can be manipulated. Junko and Izuru also enter the vr, usually there's one person observing from the outside and two in the simulator, but it's MPDG that took on the "effects of repeated deaths as time progresses" test, and it's eating away at them. They're losing touch, dissociating a lot, forgetting the boundaries of the real world and their mortality. And most importantly, that they've been doing it since before v3.

They've been at the academy since they got scouted, which not only wasn't late for the start of v3's first school year, it was late in the previous one, v3 applied some things they were testing out and when they found out it was happening they stormed headmaster's office and demanded to join their classes and oversee their recovery, because they were supposed to be the Head Researcher (it seemed beneficial to have them see it this way, who knew they'd be this bossy?) of this, and they were not done testing, so why the hell did you use this on a whole class of ultimates?! There are still things with defined plans of improvement, besides the applied features that might have side effects, months of work load on their project, this wasn't in their plans. Really, in the moment they might be more livid about it being outside their control, done without their knowledge, not to mention approval, one that they would not give.

Feeling for those inside comes with watching the footage. They're not a very empathetic person though, there certainly is sympathy, but that's mostly for the ones they grew to have positive opinions of. Now, unlike the real me, MPDG learned to hide their negative feelings quite well, they're used to acting nice with people they dislike, but that's when it aids their goal. They do not feel like they have to be nice to Momota, there's nothing they want from him, they're trying to get Maki and Shuichi away from him and his influence, actually. In a timeline that doesn't end in tragedy they could be convinced to give him a chance, get to know him for real, deal with the feeling of self-recognition through another (derogatory) and both of them would come out of it as better people, bickering in more friendly ways, helping keep each other's burst of righteous anger contained. But in the main-line, when MPDG holds back from punching him after blowing a fuse and ranting excessively in reaction to a comment he made during lunch, in front of everyone, they revel in the sense of superiority over him it gives them to come off cold in their hatred and don't resort to physical violence like he would, their next move is to pull strings to get him expelled, very satisfied with themselves, fully believing that somebody like him doesn't belong there. (elitarian, playing into the system, becoming the very thing they swore to destroy, etc; etc.)

Nothing quite like this, but they have issues getting along with a few others, get into arguments with Kaede despite trying to be friendly, they're uncomfortable around Gonta (oh, they despise feeling small and fragile, muscular men just so aren't their type, it's not a fear, it's not a fear, it's not- oh fuck, he could kill them on accident, what if he finds out they hate bugs?), and honestly they just find Korekiyo too much to unpack so they don't get in his business the way they love to do with most people.

When they can't drag it out any longer, their research is done, all information they wanted to sell is sold, everything is prepared to burn the school, the final karaoke is arranged and everyone but them and Izuru is at the venue, they finally set the flame, it's done. But the next step was to join others at the venue, have Izuru drive them there, swap places with their bodydouble, do a big reveal by showing them The MusicalTM (a movie they made mostly with the use of NWP, showing their story along with a very dramatic soundtrack, dancing performances included), give their friends the playlist they made for them and finally ask Kokichi to run away with them in a moment of having nothing to lose, leaving either way. That doesn't happen, because. Because their affair with Shuichi. No, the guilt isn't getting to them that much, maybe a little. They're pregnant and don't want anyone to know. It ruins their plan, so they choose to leave without saying anything, this way Kokichi won't hate them and at least saiou will have a chance. They sort of confess with a song in the musical, but they leave without goodbye, leaving him no way to reply. Telling Shuichi would only complicate things, since he's a good guy, who'd take responsibility and they don't want him.

Being a wanted criminal, they definitely leave Japan and live somewhere on the down low. They stop detoriating but the damage is already done, and they never rocover, so they're very scatterbrained and often dissociate til the end. Izuru also runs away and lives a quiet life. Junko gets arrested but gets out pretty quickly, she refused to help trask down MPDG or Izuru, but expressed certainity that neither of them will cause trouble again and proceeded to instead testify against HPA scientists, helped find people who were involved in the Kamukura project (they're not dead here, but if MPDG didn't show up with their dramatic ass plans, who knows what Junko & Izuru would have done on their own, it probably would be a lot closer to the Tragedy), used her Analyst talent to prevent some bigger terrorist attacks that would have hurt a lot of people (when theirs only destroyed the building and everything to do with NWP, except for the notes MPDG took with them. They considered selling the concept just like they did with other secrets, but even though they believe there could be better uses for it, it's too dangerous, so not a word of it gets out), she refuses to continue working with anti-terrorists later once she's not obligated to. Saiou get together and seem to have their happy ending, domestic ever after, except a few years later... a child shows up at their doorstep.

But that would be a sequel/an entirely separate thing, because it's just a little scenario I had, a maybe preteen-at-most weird girl shows up and flips their life upside down, MPDG left a will & letters in envelopes titled "Open when [specific situation that's kinda expected to happen happens, first one being "open when you've met her"]" and they're actually mostly adressed to Kokichi, some to Shuichi and some of the later ones are adressed to their daughter, set for birthdays and other big occassions. They always expected to die young and it never becomes evident or relevant how they died exactly, but there are things that could lead to it, like the damage from the NWP, their even older history with drugs, with dangerous people, their own mind becoming too restless after a few years of a peaceful and normal life, no matter how much they tried for their child, something was going to catch up to them, they were sure, so they were writing letters since they made their escape. All of that is not easy on saiou's relationship, but at this point they're either married or at least engaged, so it's not enough to tear them apart, once they calm down it's not like Shuichi did anything wrong by sleeping with MPDG months before they got together, frankly, he got played and Kokichi can recognize that. But the kid is there, and not only is Shuichi the closest & only* family (*technically, MPDG's parents are alive, but the link got lost a long thread of identities ago), but they're both written in the will to inherit everything, except for what they already put away on their daughter's savings account. So they're in for a ride.

[astriiformes]

ever written a fully epistolary fic for any fandom? if not, anything with epistolary elements? (also, and maybe relatedly, I'm curious about if you've written anything/how you would consider writing something about magda and esther!)

I've never written a fully epistolary fic, but I should!

In Search of Antidotes was inspired by various works of Gothic horror fiction, Dracula included, and thus ended up including a number of epistolary elements. And while I wouldn't necessarily call chatfic interludes epistolary, I attempted to employ the Penstagram logs in Several Witches are Typing in a way that was definitely inspired by epistolary fiction. The same could probably also be said of the modern-day codas at the end of each chapter of Stemma Codicum.

I have a couple ideas for totally epistolary Pentiment fic though (it's a game that really lends itself to it, I feel like) -- one told through back-and-forth letters, and one told through a number of different media, including modern-day academic journals. Without spoiling too much of the latter, it's one I really want to write, partially because writing fake academic arguments sounds like a great time.

As for writing about Magda and Esther, there is one idea I've rolled around in my head, because it occurred to me earlier this year that I've never written a Hanukkah fic. The Druckers and the Sommerfelds seem relatively open with sharing certain elements of their respective faiths with each other, and I imagine Magda probably has a pretty emotionally fraught December in 1544, since it's the anniversary of so much happening, so I could see her having some feelings about the festivities in a "my family friends want to include me in something important to them, and that makes it meaningful" sort of way. Not sure if I'll do anything with that, but it does feel like it could be a nice backdrop for something sweet with the two of them.

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#5

Starlight Express Electric Headcanons Part 2 (Feat. Charge the Music Coach OC)

I had fun with these last time, so I’m gonna have more fun and write some more :) Featuring a bit of Greased Lightning because I will go down with this ship.

- The Electrics have a rotation on who makes the food when people are hungry so nobody complains. They also have a rotation for who picks the video-games/movies during late nights. Joule, Electra and Charge will 9 times out of 10 order delivery of some kind on their turn for food because they suck at cooking lol

- Greaseball can and will be dragged into the chaos if Electra wants him to be there. Doesn’t matter what it is, sex, cuddle-piles, movie nights, if Lexi wants him to join in then GB will be joining in. Whenever he’s dragged in Electra will always cling to him and it takes a lotta convincing to share the Diesel with those who want him lmao

- Purse, Joule and Charge regularly tease GB, they find him appealing. Volta is mixed on the matter, while Wrench and Krupp are just accepting (but they don’t despise him, not anymore).

- Whenever Greaseball comes over to the suite he gets to pick the movie by default. He has good taste in movies though so nobody minds. Sometimes he’ll bring one or two others from the Apollo Victoria Trainyard that the group likes and they’ll end up picking instead (though never more than 2 guests with him, to avoid overcrowding the Electrics).

- 95% of the time all 7 of them will dogpile and sleep together. They either sleep in Electra’s huge bed, or altogether on the couch in the suite living room. They’re so used to being together the whole time both physically and mentally that they’re scared of being alone even at night (unless they have to be because someone got sick or something).

- Joule likes to lay on top of everyone else when they dogpile and act as a heated blanket for everyone. Volta helps regulate everyone’s heat so she doesn’t melt them all on accident.

- Charge is very affectionate with Wrench and looks up to her as both a caregiver and a protective lover. 

- Joule will sit in Volta’s lap when she’s bored and demanding attention. Volta will never complain about this (she actually really likes it). Purse does the same when he wants attention from Krupp (he also doesn’t complain lol).

- Wrench likes baking in her off-time. She’s teaching Krupp how to do it so he can spoil Purse some more. She and him get along well since they’re the parents in charge of shepherding everyone else lmao

- Joule and Charge are the two least likely to complain about getting dirty. Wrench is okay with it (as a Repair Truck she’s had to deal with messy crashes sadly) as is Krupp and Volta, and Purse and Electra utterly DESPISE getting dirty.

- After the events of the Championship, the Electrics start to spend some more of their freetime around the AV Trainyard and mellow out slightly (their Commission-approved suite is pretty nearby anyway). Nowadays the others of the Trainyard will recognise their whirrs and hums of hello when they arrive for a visit.

- Charge gets along well with the Coaches of the Apollo Victoria Trainyard due to being an Electric Coach herself. She likes to chat with Dinah the most and watch her make food even if she doesn’t entirely understand what she’s doing to make said food.

- After a long and/or stressful day sometimes the Electrics will connect to the internet to just look at memes, funny videos, or animal-related videos to lift their spirits a bit. Sometimes they’ll send memes to each other via the Frequency and laugh together for an hour or two.

- Charge can kick ass at DDR and rhythm games due to her natural music talent. Electra is a close second, followed by surprisingly Volta. Krupp is also no slouch, not that he’ll join in unless Purse makes him.

- Teamup nicknames include: Crash and Burn (Charge/Joule), Freezerburn (Joule/Volta), Parental Unit (Wrench/Krupp), Cold Shock (Volta/Electra), Good Cop, Gay Cop (Krupp/Purse), Livewire (Electra/Charge), and Cold Cash (Volta/Purse).

10 notes - Posted April 16, 2022

#4

⚡🔧 You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline, You kiss away the pain of all the hell I'm in, You're gonna make me better than I've ever been, 'Cause you're my medicine, you're my medicine.~ 🔧⚡

I started this at 9pm, and finished it at 6am, but that’s absolutely worth it to make this and get it finished in one sitting. Now updated with some minor shading and lighting!

I hereby name this ship ✨ Circuit Breaker ✨, featuring Wrench with my OC Charge, because Wrench deserves all the love in the world.

Inspired by this post of wholesome Electric ship art by Potatoodles! Pose taken from Pinterest! Song Lyrics: Medicine by James Arthur Wrench’s design is from the 2012-2013 UK/Asia tour because those are my favourite designs for the characters

(Reuploading this because Tumblr decided to be fussy and not let me view my own posts for some reason)

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“ Bravery. Justice. Integrity. Kindness. Perseverance. Patience. Using these, you were able to win at 'Ball Game'. S t a y  D e t e r m i n e d. “

Somehow a StEx conversation on my discord server devolved into an Undertale one, and now this exists.

Y es I used Gacha Club for this, I’m still practicing my own style, I’ll get there I promise. Maybe I’ll consider making a version of this with actual images from the show in the same style though. Time Taken: 2-3 Hours

Anyway, so Undertale Souls: Perserverance - Joule Integrity - Volta Patience - Purse Kindness - Wrench Justice - Krupp Bravery - Charge (my OC, because I needed 7 for this) Determination - Electra

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[branmuffins22]

I didn't like Homestuck.

I tried to get into it to fit in better with some of my first queer friends back in middle school, but it completely lost me once I got to the part where the trolls become the focus characters, and it was barely holding me for a while before that.

(i actually had the same problem with Undertale, losing interest right before the fight with the spider lady, but that's besides the point)

Even still, it was wildly influential to me.

I have some of the songs from it stuck in my head a whole decade later.

I have been mildly obsessed with the idea of making certain episodes in one of my longfics into small comics or games, as opposed to the standard (or at least mostly standard) prose of the bulk of the story.

I'm writing another of my longfics as a roughly 50/50 split between chatfic and prose.

That's not even the only piece of media I didn't like, yet took ideas from directly!

I, like many american schoolchildren, was required to read The Grapes of Wrath for a highschool ELA class. I hated that book, I read like 2 pages at the start when it was first assigned, and then blitzed through the whole rest of the book in one day, a month or two later, the night before some big test about it or something.

Despite everything that made me not want to read the book, it did one specific thing that I realized years later was kinda incredibly genius: interchapters.

Intermission chapters spent peeking around the world of the story, with one nestled between every single main chapter. It allowed for world building, tone setting, and even just some simple short stories in the same setting, without detracting from the main story at all.

I stole that idea wholesale for the same longfic I've considered making games and comics for, with each main episode being a small multichapter afair (probably between 4 and 8 chapters for most episodes), followed by an intermission oneshot (or twoshot, in one specific case) that lets me handle simple worldbuilding stuff and educational development without having to work it directly into a whole big episode plot.

...I guess my point kinda got away from me, but I was trying to say something along the lines of "Anyone can have a good idea, even the people who make stuff you don't care about, so learn what you can from everything you come across."

its honestly a little funny how far people will go to avoid saying Homestuck is good actually

[meowstic-madness]

Chilled! Alwin AU

So, I know this is random and I haven’t actually done much explaining on my own world of Pokémon, but I randomly drew this last night and wanted to share it.

This basically started as a small idea, until I drew it and became a practice on shading, but looked cool and made me think deeper into the story.

Also, I will have a post just for explaining what my characters or Champions are, so yeah. But right now, AU time.

TRIGGER WARNING (blood, death, gore, mental illness)

Just a basic brief on Alwin: Name: Alwin Walsh Gender: Male Age: 16 (became Champ at 15) Height: 5″5 Sexuality: Gay (is dating Hop) Team: - Ren (Inteleon) - Male - Veda (Xatu) - Female - North (Frosslass) - Female - Ryu (Flygon) - Male - Excalibur (Aegislash) - Male - Echo (Noivern) - Female

So basically, this takes place just over a year after Alwin became Champion, and meeting the other Champions of each region (it’s an event I have but is explained in a Wattpad Chatfic story that I am currently writing. Fight me.). The events are basically the same as the regular “timeline” but this AU is a possible branch off of the same event.

Main Timeline

Alwin has been suffering from depression for a while, present before the Gym Challenge, but only progressively got worse. Sure, Hop also has depression, but his is only mild, so Alwin didn’t feel like anyone understood, not even his own Pokémon.

A day when he’s alone, he feels compelled to be alone, to let his own thoughts roam, in an attempt to try and rid them for the better. In this state of though, he thought that it would be better to head to the Tundra without his Pokémon. Yes, he was smart enough to check the weather to make sure he didn’t freeze, but went on his way, without his phone, bag and Pokémon. What he didn’t anticipate however, was that Hop was supposed to be visiting 15 minutes later.

Arriving in Freezington, he made his way out to the Snowslide Slope. Pokémon avoided him throughout the Frostpoint Field and Giant’s Bed, any aggressive ones stopped by others, noticing the troubled boy. Upon reaching the Snowslide Slope, he headed up, passing Pokémon and keeping to himself.

But he still stops, stops to watch a battle between a Beartic and a Druddigon. He stood far enough away from the original starting ground of the battle. He watched mesmerised, stuck in place. He wasn’t aware of the Beartic being pushed back towards him, until it was too late to realise. When the Beartic was too close, it dodged a clawed attack from the Druddigon, which hit Alwin instead.

The wounds were deep and across his chest, but landing in the snow had his body temperature drop quicker than what it should have. The battle between the Beartic and Druddigon stopped, realising what they had done. Pokemon from around the area stopped, seeing what had been done.

Of course, since Alwin wasn’t where he was supposed to be, Hop goes out to the Tundra, having found Alwin’s phone still on the weather check. He does let the League know, so they set off to the Tundra as well to help.

This is where it splits off.

In the regular timeline, Alwin is found by Hop and Peony, close to death and freezing. Of course, when the others find them, they bring Alwin back to Galar, back to a hospital. Alwin is nursed back to health, but still remains on the road to recovery in the mental area. There isn’t much story after that, but I’m getting there.

Anyway! Onto the AU-

In this AU, they don’t find Alwin in time. Instead, Alwin dies in the Tundra, bleeding, cold, and surrounded by Pokémon. But, he doesn’t move on. His pain, his agony, is what forced him to come back as the creature that he is; some form of ghost. Neither human, a Pokemon, or alive, he becomes an embodiment of agony and regret, rising from his body, now buried in red snow and wandering the mountain.

But not for long.

Hop and Peony are quickly accompanied by Leon and the League to search, and so they start the search. Along the Snowslide Slope, they search, and with Alwin’s Pokémon in Hop’s care, Hop decides to send Echo (the Noivern) ahead to seek out anything odd. This however backfires, Echo rushing back and trying to get the search party away from the slope. As she tries to drag Hop away, she flees after seeing something else behind Hop. But when Hop turns and stumbles back to get away.

Alwin, too dead to be true.

They aren’t sure what to do, but they’re all terrified. It wasn’t what they wanted, and it wasn’t what they wanted to find. Of course, they flee, unable to find anything to do. They expected him to stay there, up on the Snowslide Slope, within the Tundra.

But they were wrong.

Alwin would appear to them, bringing a chill to the air. He’d speak, but he’d sound lost, asking why they were afraid. Hop was the only one that gave him a clear answer; the one that would treat Alwin as if he was still alive.

Alwin wasn’t a threat, and Hop could see that, and so he pushed the others to remind them that Alwin was their friend. And so speculation began.

They wandered if they could bring Alwin back; if they could free his soul. But could they?

Hop believed there could be a way to bring Alwin back, but he did this in secret, with Alwin as the only other that would know.

They travel to Kalos, seeking out their friend, Madelyn, Kalos’s detective and fellow Champion. Hop’s first thought was the legendary Xerneas, a member of the Aura Trio. He knew Madelyn had connections with them, so she was their first go-to. Despite this thought, the Pokémon of Life could not do anything. Madelyn then continued researching for the two, having her fair share of ghost encounters herself. She searched through books and asked any Ghost Gym Leaders on what they knew about people turning into ghost ( Allister was excluded from this of course), but nothing can out of it. She did everything in her power to find a way to either free Alwin or bring him back, but to also keep this secret.

Hop heads back, the spirit of his friend following. Alwin’s death is revealed to Galar, and the rest of the world, a month after the event. During this time, Hop, Leon and Raihan go back to the Snowslide Slope to find his body, only to find its resting place; where frozen flowers lay over red snow.

And that’s basically the AU.

Extras nows.

These here are the drawings. I am proud of the first. But the blood splaters on the second looks a bit off, but it still works.

So, Alwin died in the Tundra, where his body was buried in the snow by the Pokémon that witnessed his death. This happened shortly after his death, which was why his body wasn’t found by the search party. The Pokémon payed their respects, placing flowers over the grave, which froze over, preserving them.

Alwin’s presence is known through a cold chill that breezes through. This is what scared the League members, as they’d have their backs turned, before feeling the chill. They’d then go check if a window or door was open, only to turn around to see Alwin. These chills can be as weak as small breezes, but can become as strong as blizzards that only last for less than a minute.

Hop released any Pokémon that Alwin caught, only keeping his main 6, Eternatus and Zamazenta. However, North (the Frosslass) went off, going to the mountain where Alwin rested. She did this to watch over the ghost he continued on as.

In this state, Alwin is able to communicate with Pokémon, understanding them perfectly.

In order for Alwin to travel, he would need to attack himself to an object that was “Galarian”. This is why he was able to leave the Tundra, as he attached himself to an object, which allowed him to go to League members without notice. This is also how he traveled to Kalos with Hop, as he attached himself to a Galarica Cuff that Hop had around his wrist. He is also able to travel to see the other Champions this way, as they all received a Galarica Cuff as a send-off gift.

He rarely ever appears to others. He will only appear to those that he once knew, such as Hop, the League and international friends. Sometimes a child may catch a glimpse of him, which terrifies them, and sometimes an adult will too, but it’s always thought to be a trick of the wind.

It you were to capture him on camera or in a video, he’d only appear as a wisp of frozen cloud or mist.

I believe that is all. Feel free to critique or ask anything about this. This was a little AU I came up with in less than 2 days, but I so dearly love it.

:)

[clarionglass]

tagged by @dheiress to post the first line of my last 20 fics (thank you! <3)

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 other authors!

aight my lads here we go, there’s going to be a few unpublished wips and other piece of dubious writing in here bc i doubt i have 20 stories but anyway, here we go (this is very long! press j to skip or just get that dash scrollin bc this might take a while :// ) in very rough chronological order going backwards, starting with the published work:

1. so i ran to the river (tma grifters au, unpublished yet but will be soon!): The sunlight feels different on a face fresh out of prison, and it feels even better to Jonathan Sims now that he’s truly home.

2. crowned by an overture bold and beyond (tma pretentious college au, based loosely on the secret history):  It was a cool, rainy day in late March when I first approached the Magnus Institute--one of those days that served as a reminder that the London spring, that fragile creature, was still all too vulnerable to the occasional strike from the claws of winter.

3. we should ride this wave to shore (tma chatfic where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts): Friday, 3:14 P.M. “archives research & statement envestigation” Timothy Stoker renamed the group “drinks drinks drinks” Timothy Stoker changed Sasha James’s nickname to saucy sash Timothy Stoker changed Martin Blackwood’s nickname to martini kart Timothy Stoker changed his nickname to stonked stonked: so how bout it lads saucy sash: oh god.

4. i am the maker of rules (dealing with fools) (tma chatfic, an elias-and-peter-focused accompaniment to wsrtwts): Monday, 7:39 P.M. Elias Bouchard to Peter Lukas Elias Bouchard: Peter, I need to talk to you. Elias Bouchard: I’ve had the most infuriating day at work.

5. An Optimistic Tragedy (good omens orchestra au that i swear to god i’ll finish one day): Three years ago Eve shifted in her chair, her mind clearly on things other than Milhaud and the music in front of her.

6. The Spaces Between the Stars (the Beast of a dw fic that i can’t even begin to describe; a mate and i have been working on this since 2015 and it’s a sprawling mass of writing that encompasses Many google docs--what’s on ao3 atm is a very small percentage of it,,,,): The Doctor clutched the TARDIS railing as if somehow, it could take the pain away.

7. Carol of the Bells (a chrismas chatfic companion to aot! i’ve always been a sucker for a chatfic but oof looking back on this one my formatting style sure has changed): [Friday December 13, 1:31am] Anthony Crowley to Angelface: u up? ;)

8. An Exploration into The Nature of Human Beings, sub. Homo Sapiens: A Research Paper by Milton Jones (british comedy rpf. this is my oldest piece on ao3 and it shows, but there’s a special place in my heart for this dorky lil fic about an alien researcher making a place for himself in british comedy. fun fact! i actually added the final three sentences to this a couple of days ago, and will post it when i do my next fic update): <<I knew you’d be down here, as per usual. Do you never stop working?>>

and now for the stuff that i like but hasn’t yet/will never/one day, if i get my act together, might be posted to ao3... please ask me about these bc i love them, even though i’ll probably never post them :)

9. untitled mitchell spy comedy (a show that @monimolimnion​ and i want to pitch to the bbc in which david mitchell and victoria coren mitchell are married spies who work for MI5 and MI6 respectively, and most of britcom pops up in one place or another. it’s nothing more than a Lot of planning and a few snippets, but i love returning to this doc): [David is sitting at his desk, shaking his head at an open file.] David: They’re taking the piss. That’s what they’re doing, they’re taking the piss.

10. In the Demonic Style (a good omens au of @teashoesandhair’s glorious smooching contest piece, which is the first piece of fiction writing in the reblog chain. i’ve promised a chapter 2 to this, which i’m halfway through, and feel incredibly guilty for not finishing. still, my quarter-year’s resolution is to finish something old whenever i post something new, so maybe it’ll get done soon!): “It’s the end of the world” was not a good statement with which to start one’s morning in any circumstances, but the angel Bryndael was in the middle of cataloguing his newest shipment of tea samples when said statement reached his ears, and he didn’t much appreciate being disturbed.

11. magpie (good omens canon-mostly-compliant fic based around the song magpie by the unthanks/the magpie folk song/nursery rhyme): Wednesday (approximately 11 years before the end of the world) From a bird’s-eye view, St James’s Park was beautiful at this time of year.

12. untitled ficlet for tales of dwrwedd (a present for my writing buddy! the link is to her fic, i just wrote a bit of her two witcherverse ocs being soft as hell): The two women seated by the hearth didn't look old, either of them. But there was something about the pair--in their movements, or their mannerisms--that suggested an age far beyond what their unlined faces would suggest.

13: Tempo d’Attacco (an original bit of Light Crime a la midsomer murders, set in a university music department that is naturally a thinly-veiled copy of my own, hence why it will never ever be posted anywhere. i wrote this for my supervisor at the end of honours (her character is the sleuth) :P ) Dr Marisa Tan didn’t exactly start her morning well, on the day that everything seemed to upend itself.

patterns...... i’m not seeing that many, tbh? idk if i could call this in media res, but there’s certainly a good bit of plot starting without heaps of setup. 

my favourite? hmmmmmm i’d say my favourites would be crowned by an overture bold and beyond, and in the demonic style. i gotta say, going back to revisit a lot of my older writing has been nice! time and distance have been v kind :)

i’m hella bad at tagging things so if you see this and want to share your own writing please go ahead! i’m very shy when it comes to Fandom Interaction (tm) so i don’t feel comfortable launching myself into people’s notes (i loved this tho! i just need other people to make the first move lol), however i will give a specific shoutout to @monimolimnion whose writing i adore and who needs to do this!

[escargoon-sandwich]

marx attempts to ruin a chatfic - scrapped chapter

there is a reason why this isn’t going on ao3. simply put, i’m not satisfied with it.

11:50 pm

Zan Parthenon: @everyone

Zan Parthenon: HELP

Zan Parthenon: MARX JUST RAN BACK TO CAMP WITH A BUNCH OF THE SKULL GANG FOLLOWING HIM

Big D: I’m already on my way.

Zan Parthenon:  please tell me you’re bringing kirby

Gryll: AAAAAA

Gryll pressed their back to Zan’s, sucking their breath in. “Man, this sucks! Big time!” 

“Understatement of the year, my friend.” Zan stated flatly as she charged her drums. Gryll had managed to build up a small wall to hide behind, but the blocks they’d made crumbled easily - it wouldn’t hold off the Skull Gang forever. 

Something glittering hovered above their heads, and Gryll glanced up to see Marx barely clearing the wall. “Yo Zan! Mind lighting me up?”

“Sure. Just stand in front of me.” Zan ordered as she jumped up to the top.

“Oh come on, that’s gonna suck…” Marx whined.

“Think of it as payback for when you sprayed me with febreeze earlier.”

“Okay but you asked for that-”

“BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WERE DRINKING KOOL-AID!”

“WHY WOULD I DRINK KOOL-AID OUT OF A FEBREEZE BOTTLE-”

The inane argument was interrupted by a particularly large skully barreling through the wall, showering Gryll in brick fragments. Gryll cried out and swung their broom forward, borrowing some techniques they’d seen some Broom Hatters do. The skully tumbled away, just in time for Marx to body slam it. “Hey, Gryll!” he shouted, twirling on his toetip. “Go find Dedede and Kirby!”

“I - okay!” Gryll hopped on their broom and booked it out of there, weaving through the trees. Beneath them, they felt the broom sort of sputter - which was to be expected. The enchantment was beginning to wear thin - they probably should have refreshed it before coming to the islands.

As the sound of battle faded behind them, Gryll bit their lip. They really, really wanted to help, but they were more of a hedgewitch - someone who did spells meant for everyday life, not for the battlefield. 

Whatever. Finding Kirby was helping too.

The broom fell suddenly, about five feet - it couldn’t last much longer. Gryll groaned, knowing they’d have to continue their search on foot. Quietly, they landed and leaned against a large tree, trying to listen to their surroundings…

Okay, there was the fight going on, and that kind of drowned things out. Oh, how Gryll longed to have nice big ears like Daroach, then maybe they would have better hearing! Above them, the branches rustled, and then something dropped on them - Oh, Lord.

They swung their broom wildly, batting at whatever had chomped down onto their face. They sucked in air, choking on the downright rancid breath, then filled their lungs again. “LET! GO!” they howled at the top of their lungs. “I’LL TASTE AWFUL, SO LET -”

Suddenly they were free, and they gasped for air. The thing was now howling in pain, and Gryll cautiously looked over to see something brown and furry mauling their attacker - a skull gang member. They’d been followed! “Shit…” they breathed. “I gotta find the others quick…”

“Wait!” The furry thing turned, and - oh lord, if that wasn’t the cutest thing Gryll had ever seen! Kirby was wearing some sort of animal costume - it was probably a copy ability! “Gryll, it’s me!”

“Yeah, I can see that now. Sorry, I thought you were like… some sort of raccoon…” they muttered. “Where’s Dedede?”

“Over here!” The king crashed through a bush and faceplanted in the dirt. He scrambled to his feet quickly, just in time for Escargoon to slam into his back, with Gooey close behind him. He stumbled forward, but caught himself before he could body-slam Kirby. “Okay. Okay, I’m good. Um.” He smiled sheepishly at Gryll. “Where’s the circus?”

“The circus? Oh, you mean Marx!” A crack of thunder roared through the forest, and Gryll pointed in that direction. “I’d say they’re over there.”

“Thanks.” Without missing a beat, Dedede charged forward. “Escargoon, you stay with Gryll!”

“But Sire -”

“No buts! I don’t want those freaks anywhere near you!” Dedede turned away and disappeared through the brush, and Kirby and Gooey soon vanished after him.

“No, wait!” Gryll cried, only to be drowned out by another crack of thunder. “... Damn. Okay.” They turned to Escargoon, who was tugging at his beard. “We can’t stay here. I don’t care what Dedede said, it’s not safe. There might be more of those guys around.”

“Are you kidding me? Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Escargoon growled, waving his arms in the air.

“I would have, but they ran off before I could - wait.” Gryll’s eyes narrowed as they heard more rustling in the branches above. “... Hey. Weird question. If you were surrounded by, say… five or six dudes who wanted you dead, how likely do you think you’d be able to survive?”

Escargoon was peering at the canopy now, quivering. “H-honestly? I’d give it like, a twenty percent chance?”

“Okay then. Let’s run.” 

----

12:39 AM

Kirby: you know i’m glad those guys don’t get stronger at midnight

Big D: @Marx did you find Gryll and Escargoon yet? Or DMK?

Marx: i found the first two and got a broom shaped bruise on my face

Kirby: ouch, did gryll get you? they hit pretty hard sometimes…

Marx: no it was escargoon lol

Marx: gryll got one of those tears to the face, so i think goonie grabbed the broom to defend himself

Big D: Shit, are they hurt?

Marx: nah, they’re in pretty good shape

Marx: gryll is now under a bunch of leaves, we made them a little blanket so they could stay worm

Marx: … i meant to say warm but you know

Marx: i guess that fits too? since they’re under some leaves

Marx: anyway dedede come get yo mans

Big D: I have absolutely no idea what that means, Marx.

Marx: oh, you know

Marx: ;dauhnjffff

Kirby: MARX????

Marx: You know that massive downed tree? We’re near that.

Kirby: yeah i do know it, but what happened?

Marx: A stupid clown nearly played a nasty prank.

Zan Parthenon: Who is this?

Marx: This is Escargoon. I grabbed Marx’s phone before he could do something dumb.

Zan Parthenon: He was going to send the winky face, wasn’t he?

Gryll: nooo, that’s our inside jooooke

Kirby: oh hey, welcome back gryll!

Gryll: right i need to debrief everyone, maybe in the morning? i need access to my dream journal even though this wasn’t really a dream it’s a good idea to write it down

Zan Parthenon: I got it, and I’ll bring it over.

Gryll: thanks

----

8:14 AM

Gryll: alright, i wrote down what i saw in the doc you guys have going for that sort of thing

Daddyroach: Alright, I’ll take a look.

Gryll: the good news is that i did find a good tree, finally, while i was writing everything down

Gryll: so i’ll be re-enchanting my broom and making a new one

Gryll: … actually, wait

Gryll: @Escargoon do you want to borrow one?

Big D: He’s still sleeping.

Gryll: oh, okay

Gryll: i’ll try later then

Big D: Any reason why you want to give him one?

Gryll: because last night, i lent him it

Gryll: well, he took it from me actually, and he was like, “if you want to get rid of a pest you sweep like THIS” and then did the windy thing

Big D: The windy thing?

Gryll: kirby knows the windy thing! the thing the broom hatters do

Big D: ooooh, i get it

Gryll: but he seemed to like it, he was cackling

Daddyroach: Okay so, uh.

Daddyroach: My dad got sacrificed to Necrodeus. 

Gryll: the guy who was PROBABLY your dad

Daddyroach: Most likely my dad.

Daddyroach: Considering that you said my mom confessed to being pregnant at the time.

Gryll: well no necrodouche kind of forced the confession out of her because he grabbed her and…

Gryll: uhm.

Gryll: he tried ripping you and your siblings out of her

Gryll: i think he wanted to eat you

Daddyroach: … thank god dedede’s dad was there.

Gryll: yeah

Kirby: we still haven’t found any sign of DMK anywhere…

Taranza: Come back to the hotel, Kirby. Ribbon, Adeleine and I are gonna go look next.

Kirby: okay

Borb: Do you need me there?

Big D: You know, not to sound rude, but I’d rather you be at the castle right now.

Big D: If we have a group of people back at the castle, it’s… something. 

Big D: In case something bad happens.

Borb: … I see.

B. Dee: I’ll do my best, your majesty!

Big D: Thank you.

Tiff: something happened

Big D: Tiff? Are you okay?

Tiff: no

Tiff: dmk came back here and took my mom

Tiff: she went out to the balcony and he grabbed her

Gryll: oh shit, oh SHIT

Daddyroach: This lines up too well.

Daddyroach:  I’m going to try to find her.

Tiff: she’s where you guys are?

Daddyroach: Yeah, and she’s in immediate danger.

---

Normally, Daroach would be happy to have a target that broadcast its location. When that target was a woman who was five months pregnant, though, things got intense.

Lady Like was kicking up one hell of a fuss, though, and it made tracking her down easy. "Yo! Marx!"

The jester crashed out of the canopy, faceplanting into a puddle. He coughed out some mud and grinned at Daroach. "I meant to do that."

"Sure you did. Now listen." Daroach pointed in the direction of the screaming. "Go up ahead for me, okay? We'll try a pincer attack."

"Oh, good idea!" Marx took to the air, then visually screeched to a halt. "Did you tell Kirby and Adeline too?"

"Yeah." Daroach readied the Triple Star, listening for the sounds of struggle. "We're close. Just a little farther…"

"Right. See ya!" Marx flew off, and Daroach zoned in on where he heard the fighting. He soon found himself in a small clearing, where he caught Dark Meta Knight getting a square kick to the face, delivered by one Lady Like.

Daroach couldn't help it. He laughed and clapped as he made his presence known. "Good job, idiot, you're getting your ass handed to you by a pregnant woman."

"A woman with a black belt," Lady Like corrected, pouting.

 Dark Meta whirled and drew his sword, brandishing it towards his poor victim. "Listen here, both of you!" he growled. "I don't have time for this horseshit, nor the patience." He was shaking slightly. "All I want is for one thing to go right for me!"

"Yeah, and I'd like some goddamn peace and quiet. But life isn't fair and we don't always get what we want." Daroach shrugged. "You'd think you'd have learned that by now."

"Bold words from a thief." Dark Meta hissed, prodding Lady Like's belly with the tip of his sword. "Now. I have a gift to deliver to my master, and I'm willing to rip it out of her if need be."

Daroach felt like his stomach was turning to ice, and he lowered the brim of his hat to hide his panic. "... Master, huh? You rebounded kinda fast, huh?" 

Dark Meta's wings twitched, as Daroach heard rustling in the nearby undergrowth. "What do you mean, rebound?"

"I'm just saying… you hopped on the Necrodeus train pretty damn quick." Out of the corner of his eye, Daroach saw Kirby peek out of some tall grass. He wished he had a way to signal to him to wait. "You got a thing for toxic men, don't you?"

Oooh, the sword tip was wavering now, and it was quickly pointed in Daroach's direction. "I hope you realize what you are implying."

"'Course I do." Daroach flicked the brim of his hat up and grinned. "You, my friend, are a slut."

Dark Meta Knight roared and flung himself towards Daroach, who gasped as he felt the serrated blade sink into his gut. Lady Like stumbled away from the two, and Daroach saw a waiting Adeline reach for her hand and drag her out of the area. “You do not get to impose that judgement on me!”

Daroach smirked, then coughed up blood. “Well. At least I set out what I meant to do here,” he muttered as he pressed the Triple Star against Dark Meta’s mask, and blasted him away. “Go and run back to your new sugar daddy!”

There, he fell to the ground, where he wrapped his cloak around himself as his opponent scanned the treeline. One of Daroach’s ears twitched as he heard Marx yelling hysterically - he must have found the two escapees. 

“Hmph. The child’s not worth getting in a fight with the jester over.” Dark Meta sheathed his sword and turned, leaving Daroach in the dirt. “My master will be back soon anyway.” With that, the sound of shattering glass filled the air as he teleported away, and Kirby darted out from the bushes. 

“Are you okay?” Kirby squealed, while pressing a few leaves into Daroach’s wound. Daroach yelled in pain, and Kirby almost looked a little sick. “Ooh, guess not…”

---

12:12 pm

Daddyroach: Alright, so maybe calling him a slut wasn’t the best idea.

Kirby: !!!! you’re up!!!

Tiff: is my mom okay?

Kirby: yeah!!! she kicked him a lot!!!

Adeleine: I’m pretty sure I saw some dents in that mask, your mom’s a straight-up badass. 

Adeleine: Are you okay though, dad?

Daddyroach: No.

Daddyroach: He got me bad, but Doc’s taking care of the stab wound.

Adeleine: i should have stayed?

Daddyroach: Absolutely not. You could have gotten stabbed.

Adeleine: … yeah, you’re right.

Gooey: tiiiiiiiiff

Gooey: yourmoooomisssniccccce

Marx: so uh daroach

Marx: why’d you call him a slut?

Tiff: what’s that word mean?

Marx: you’ll find out when you’re older.

Tiff: what if i want to know now, marx?

Marx: i’d have to say too bad because your mom would probably kill me

Tiff: oh it’s a swear word?

Marx: yeah lol

Escargoon: Speaking of your mom, Tiff…

Escargoon: Should I go talk to her?

Tiff: is there a reason why you think you shouldn’t?

Escargoon: We weren’t always on good terms.

Escargoon: Scratch that, we were never on good terms, up until I left.

Tiff: i think she knows you’re trying to change for the better

Tiff: i don’t think it’ll hurt to see her

Dedede: Can you like, keep her company while I’m out dealing with some shenanigans?

Dedede: There’s something going on to the north, and I’m going to go investigate.

Escargoon: I can do that.

----

Escargoon stared at the door handle way longer then he probably should have. One of the Waddle Dees that worked for the hotel was giving him a curious look. He knew the worst things Lady Like could do - he’d seen her beat the shit out of those guys who’d stalked her daughter. If she didn’t want to see him, well… he probably deserved whatever she dished out.

He finally decided to just knock. “Oh, who is it?” Lady Like’s voice rang out loud and clear, and Escargoon swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.

“It’s, um. It’s me.” There was a brief pause, and he added. “Can I come in?”

“Yes. Yes you may.” Oh boy, that response was rather terse...

Escargoon took a deep breath and entered the room. Technically, it was the one in his name, but with the… thing with Dedede, that was up in the air. Lady Like was here, now, nestled in a pile of pillows, one hand resting on her belly while the other one picked at a piece of bread. She looked like she’d been woken up in the middle of the night - in fact, she probably had been. “So! I’d ask you how things have been, but. Yeah.”

Like gave him a look so sour it could curdle milk. " I have had one of the worst mornings of my life. Are you certain you are happier here?"

"Huh?" Escargoon blinked in confusion. "Of course I am! Why, instead of getting hit all the time, I get hit on -" Lady Like had instantly raised an eyebrow. "Oops."

Well, her mood seemed to have improved. "Escargoon," she said with a conspiratorial smirk, "I have the inkling that you have a thing with the king!"

Escargoon felt his cheeks heat up, and he turned away. "What gave you that idea?" 

“Well…” Like tilted her head and winked. “I heard you were sleeping with him...”

“T-that was only last night!” he spluttered. “A-and it was platonic, okay. No shenanigans happened!”

“Yes, and I only married my husband platonically.”

“Look, he hasn’t even kissed me yet, okay?” Escargoon crossed his arms. “And I doubt it counts as a thing if he hasn’t even asked me out yet.”

“But there is a potential of a thing, yes?” Like smirked at him. “I’m sure your mother will be happy to know her little snail has a sweetie!”

“Oh, no, no, you are NOT telling her before I do!” He began to pace a bit. “Great, now I forgot what I even came here for in the first -”

Escargoon was interrupted by a wet “thump” on the balcony, and he jumped and whirled to face the sliding glass door, now plastered with Gooey’s face. He sighed in relief as he went to open it, but as Gooey rolled in, he realized that the little slimeball did not seem happy at all. “Hey little guy, what’s up?” Gooey wiggled around, a look of distress on his face. “Listen, Gooey, I know you’re upset, but you’re going to have to use your words, okay?”

Gooey paused for a moment, then opened his mouth and shouted one word. “FUCK!”

Lady Like gasped in horror. "Was this where Tiff learned that word?"

"Nah, that was probably Marx." After a look of confusion from Like, he continued. "Y'know, little jester guy, kicked Dedede in the junk?"

"Ah, him." She rose from the bed, smoothing her hand over her stomach. "Oh, my! Escargoon, look!"

"Huh?" A massive thundercloud was beginning to form on the horizon, but something was off. Mainly, it seemed like it was pouring out of the ocean. "That's not good..."

Gooey was beginning to buzz loudly. "Is he supposed to be doing that?" Lady Like asked, then cringed in disgust as Gooey spat out his phone. "Oh…"

Escargoon, however, noticed something else. Something that looked like a shockwave of sorts… and it was heading towards them, fast. He shoved Lady Like aside, away from the glass door, then grabbed Gooey and ducked into his shell.

[dumbepiphany]

26 Klance Fanfiction Recommendations

There is a heck of a lot of good Klance fanfiction out there. And while some may be easy to find because of how popular they are, there are many others that are buried in the depths of ao3 that I feel like more people should be reading!!

A lot of these are quite popular fics that you probably would have heard of already, but I hope there’s something in here that’s new, and that you’ll enjoy reading!

All are recommended for Teen And Up Audiences, so please be mindful!

1. Hearts Don’t Break Around Here

By Klancekorner on AO3

Description: Lance and Keith have been best friends since first grade. Lance’s brain is always on overdrive and Keith’s blunt, realistic ass can never keep up. They both come to realize that sometimes you can learn a lot about loving yourself by loving someone else.

Words: 135,555 | Chapters: 13/13 | Warnings: creator chose not to use

My note: This is my absolute favourite Klance fic. Childhood friends to lovers- what more could one ask for?

2. Squad Up

By astralscrivener on AO3

Description: In which the team is in high school, and Lance makes a group chat (ft. college graduates Shiro, Matt, and Allura). (A generic bandwagon chatfic because why are these so fun to write????)

Words: 327,144 | Chapters: 140/140 | Warnings: none

My note: The chatfic format is super fun to read. A lot of fluff!!

3. A Midsummer Night’s Meme

By astralscrivener on AO3

Description: Same group chat, new shenanigans. Or, the team's final summer before Keith, Lance, Hunk, and Shay begin college, as Pidge navigates the waters of young love, Keith and Shiro deal with family issues, Lance has a trip to Cuba, and more. Sequel to Squad Up.

Words: 79,457 | Chapters: 27/27 | Warnings: none

My note: If you read Squad Up, you must read the sequel! The storyline is really cool and the boys are Soft:)

4. Ignorance is Bliss

By YouAreInAComaWakeUp (Nikanaiko) on AO3

Description: As it turns out, learning that your house is haunted makes the ghosts a lot more aggressive. Who knew? Ah, well. At least one of them is hot. And he's the less-evil one, too, so that's always a plus.

Words: 172,675 | Chapters: 30/30 | Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

My note: Oh God this fic. C’mon, it’s Ghost Keith and Human Lance... and they bond... need I say more?

5.   Shut Up and Dance With Me

By wittyy_name on AO3

Description: Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith. Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals... or they might crash and burn.

Words: 249,827 | Chapters: 15/15 | Warnings: none

My note: One of the first fics I read. Super sweet and fluffy, great storyline, complete with art by wolfpainters! Tbh any dance AU fic is a good fic

6. Chivalry is Dead

By Sheksper on AO3

Description: Prince Lance was an adventurer. That was all there was to it. So, when he's suddenly assigned a new knight to follow him around, all Lance can think is that his freedom is being taken away, and it's all because of the red-clad, mullet boy named Keith, who is honestly just trying not to lose his job on the first day.

Words: 61,071 | Chapters: 17/17 | Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

My note: Prince Lance and Knight Keith is a concept to die for and it’s written so so well in this story!!

7. Nothing’s Quite As Sweet

By dimpleforyourthoughts on AO3

Description: Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.

Words: 50,369 | Chapters: 1/1 | Warnings: none

*You need to have an account to be able to see this fic!*

My note: A traditional must-read cafe/cat shelter fic! It’s got coffee and cats... the Softness levels are through the roof

8. The Fallen and the Wandering

By creeshtar on AO3

Description: Keith was born into a world of ice and darkness, with no sun to rise or stars to shine. In spite of humanity’s best efforts, the world is meeting a slow, but certain doom, which can only be stopped if the sun is found and replaced in the sky. Keith, meanwhile, is content to collect stars and eventually replace them in the sky, alongside a new partner that he can’t seem to help but gravitate towards--until a mysterious person with inhuman power goes on a warpath to find the sun for herself. Keith and his partner are unwittingly thrown into the race to find the sun first, only for Keith to discover, to his dismay, that it may be closer than he could’ve ever wanted.

Words: 106,108 | Chapters: 12/12 | Warnings: creator chose not to use

My note: The writing and the AU concept is gorgeous and intriguing, props to the author for the world-building and the gratuitous fluff and angst!!

9. Love Interest

By iwriteshipsnotsailthem on AO3

Description: Lance is getting his big American debut on a new T.V series called Voltron. He's excited and nervous about how amazingly talented and famous his cast members are. But most importantly Lance is anticipating meeting his character -Leandro's- love interest in the show. Who happens to played by the be mega famous, mega hot Keith Kogane. But due to a misunderstanding during their first encounter, Lance now thinks Keith is the biggest jerk alive. Keith now has to try and fix it, for the sake of the show, and also for the sake of their on screen romance, which may start venture off screen as well.

Words: 195,400 | Chapters: 50/50 | Warnings: creator chose not to use

My note: If you love Klance and you love Leakira, then get ready for... Klance as actors portraying Leakira!!

10. (Unofficially) VLD- Season 9

By hoelko on AO3

Description: The Universe has been saved. The war is over. Voltron is no longer needed. But that's the thing about the Universe. It's always getting bigger.

Words: 225,777 | Chapters: 15/15 | Warnings: none

My note: This fic was everything the fandom deserved but never got. Hoelko is our God. Worship this fic.

11. ‘Til We Meet the Dawn

By angstinspace on AO3

Description: Keith is a mage and Lance is a knight, and they've been best friends since childhood. For years, Keith has known that Lance carries a dark secret: that if he doesn't kiss his true love before he turns twenty, he'll die. Now only three days remain before Lance's twentieth birthday, and Keith and Lance are sent on a dangerous quest to rescue Romelle––who Lance believes will be the one to break his curse. But what he doesn't know is that Keith is already hopelessly in love with him.

Words: 75,242 | Chapters: 1/1 | Warnings: none

My note: Magic! Fantasy! Knights! Curses! True love! Angst! Fluff! All that good jazz rolled into one glorious fic!!

12. Follow My Lead

By Klancekorner on AO3

Description: Becoming “hook-up buddies” with Lance Sanchez was just supposed to be a small, insignificant fraction of Keith’s life. But of course, things don’t work out that way at all. aka a Friends w/ Benefits AU that nobody asked for where Lance wears sleeveless hoodies, plays basketball in abandoned parking lots, and follows his dreams, and Keith comes from a high class, reputable family who never let him have any dreams of his own. They go home with each other and don't expect it to matter until it totally does.

Words: 117,792 | Chapters: 14/14 | Warnings: NSFW

My note: Everyone needs a little bit of no-strings-attached-turns-into-catching-feelings in their life! Just be careful with the nsfw!

13. Something Just Like This

By Klancekorner on AO3

Description: Keith reluctantly becomes the counselor for the Red Cabin at Camp Voltron, a summer camp in the middle of buttfuck nowhere that his older brother Shiro has worked at for years. Already unhappy with the current position that he is in, Keith prepares himself for a boring, sweaty, miserable summer; and his frustration only grows when he meets the counselor for the Blue Cabin- an insufferable asshole with a horrible sense of humor, a devilish smirk, an inexplicable animosity towards the Red Cabin, and a smile that literally looks like the sun. Needless to say Keith is really, really unprepared for the next three months.

Words: 58,800 | Chapters: 12/12 | Warnings: NSFW

My note: A Very Soft Fic. A truly Soft Soft Fic. It has little kids in it,, it’s adorable and fluffy,, makes you squeal into your pillow,, please read!

14. The Marks We Make

By wittyy_name on AO3

Description: Lance McClain constantly dreams of the day he'll finally meet his mysterious soulmate. They don't say much, if anything at all, but they leave him with gorgeous paintings temporarily tattooing his skin. It's not exactly the situation he hoped for, but when he feels the connection between them, he can't bring himself to resent them. As much as he wishes his soulmate would just talk to him, he's resigned himself to being patient. In the meantime, he has a loving family and good friends to help him get by. Keith Kogane dreads the day he'll finally meet his obnoxious soulmate. He's just an art student who's struggling to find his place in the world. There's so much he hasn't been able to control in his life, and the thought of having a soulmate, just another thing in his life which he also has no control over yet can't do anything about, is a little terrifying. So he ignores the words that occasionally appear on his skin. He has other things to focus on: like being a new student at a big university where his childhood friend and step-brother go.

Words: 255,302 | Chapters: 12/12 | Warnings: none

My note: The soulmate AU that everyone needed. Complete with art by wolfpainters!

15. Lucky in Rivalry

By iwriteshipsnotsailthem on AO3

Description: After moving back to his hometown after ten years, Keith is being shoved back into the life of an unexpected individual who was his so called 'rival' from music school. How is Keith supposed to explain to Lance that he hasn't sung for a crowd in all those years after his disappearance? Lance is the town's favourite gig at Voltron Cafe. He's lively and has the voice that makes girls go weak. He's also one half of the cutest couple in school. Him and Lotor are what everyone wants in a relationship, but behind closed doors it's a bit of a different story. How much more can Lance take before he cracks?

Words: 134,484 | Chapters: 45/45 | Warnings: creator chose not to use

My note: True love, music and singing, high school drama, this fic has the whole lot! Give it a go, you won’t regret!!

16. Drummer Boy

By Klancekorner on AO3

Description: Lance is 100%, without a doubt, straight. He has the perfect girlfriend and has never wanted anything more. But suddenly his world is being turned upside down by the boy playing the drums at his local bar--a boy who happens to be very good looking, very gay, and very very interested in Lance. aka: Good-Boy Lance has a crisis when he meets Keith because he's so damn attractive, and Keith is a little ho that is way too promiscuous and open about his sexuality. The become friends. Confusion and sexual tension ensue.

Words: 50,188 | Chapters: 11/11 | Warnings: graphic depictions of violence, rape/non-con

My note: This one is a great read, but it’s a pretty sexy fic. Read the warnings and stay safe, avoid it if it isn’t your cup of tea!

17. On Thin Ice

By anonimina on AO3

Description: This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to "work on his footwork". There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater. Or: the not-so-simple story of two people trying to navigate the complexities of living in an ever changing world and face the traumas they've buried far away from the sunlight.

Words: 205,795 | Chapters: 11/11 | Warnings: none

My note: Figure skating and hockey playing! This fic is emotional and fluffy and very very adorable! Just a warning- it’s unfinished, so the last chapter is basically a summary and dot points of what the planned ending was!

18. Life After Death

By taylortot on AO3

Description: Fear clambers into his mouth and tastes bitter on his tongue. “Who are you?” It takes him a moment to register the sound of his own voice. She stares at him. Blinks. “Lance, please, this isn’t time for one of your jokes--” He furrows his eyebrows and struggles to sit up, to stop leaning into the cradle of her arms. “I’m not--I’m not...joking.” * After sacrificing himself to save Allura, Lance wakes up in a strange new world where the only thing he knows is a deep connection to a boy he doesn't remember.

Words: 90,074 | Chapters: 13/14 | Warnings: none

My note: The Feels. The Feels are strong with this one. Memory loss always hits super hard, be prepared for angst (but also comfort and fluff!)

19. Homesick at Space Camp

By Kobot on AO3

Description: Lance realizes he's been an asshole to Keith, and on a diplomatic mission to a key planet for the Voltron alliance he... overcompensates.

Words: 74,280 | Chapters: 15/15 | Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

My note: Fake marriage AU! FA K E M a R Ri A G E AU!!! Need I say more?

20. I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor

By xShieru on AO3

Description: "So like in 'Step Up'?" Allura shrugs. "Now that you put it like that - yes. I guess it's just like in 'Step Up'." The smile that she sends Shiro's way - followed by a shy wave, eugh - is sickening to say the least, and Lance still doesn't believe in dance camps. Lance McClain's dancing career begins and ends with Keith. Keith just wants to find out what Lance's deal is.

Words: 43,295 | Chapters: 7/7 | Warnings: none

My note: A steamy, fluffy dancing AU fic! I read this ages ago so I can’t really remember what happened but it was GOOD!!

21. Watercast

By fishwrites on AO3

Description: Shiro has been a Galra prisoner for over a year; with his flight feathers clipped and unable to fly. Desperate to escape, he jumps overboard while being transported to the capitol on a Galran ship. Lance is a merman who saves him from drowning. Keith thinks Shiro is about to become mermaid dinner. Hunk just wants Lance to stop going to the surface all the time, dammit! (AU where Avians (winged folk), Galra, humans and merfolk cohabit earth. Shiro and Keith are avian soldiers, Lance is the youngest son of a Queen, Hunk is also a merman and Pidge is still looking for her family. They get caught up in a war.)

Words: 205,901 | Chapters: 15/16 | Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

My note: Avian Keith and Merman Lance is the forbidden love story that everyone needs in their life tbh. It’s been on hiatus for a while so idk about the final chapter, but it’s definitely worth a read!

22. Call Me, Beep Me

By orphan_account on AO3

Description: Where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there.

Words: 85,591 | Chapters: 10/10 | Warnings: none

My note: Arguably the most popular Klance fanfic (after Dirty Laundry of course)! You’ve probably heard of it, but if not, do read!! Wrong number fics are a godsend

23. Calling Me to Come Back

By aknightley on AO3

Description: Keith is a witch who owns a shop where he breaks curses on both magical items and people under spells. Love spells, family curses passed down generations, cursed heirlooms lurking the attic -- he can handle them all. But one day a boy named Lance walks into his shop, and his curse is darker and more difficult to break than anything Keith has ever seen before: the curse is draining his magic, and without his magic, Lance will die.

Words: 50,464 | Chapters: 1/1 | Warnings: none

My note: Will Witch Keith break Lance’s curse, or will Lance die!?!?!? And will they fall in love along the way???!?! Read on to find out:D

24. Say My Name (And Every Colour Illuminates)

By parchmints on AO3

Description: Lance never thought he had a soulmate, but when he finds himself dreaming about a boy on Varadero Beach and in a southwestern desert, he learns they have an incredibly rare soul link–-one that allows them to form an unusually strong bond before they meet, but also exposes their greatest vulnerabilities to each other.

Words: 27,833 | Chapters: 1/1 | Warnings: none

My note: Really well-written, relatively short but so so sweet! Another soulmate AU (honestly one of my favourite AUs) except this time it’s dreamscape:)

25. Video Killed the Radio Star

By europa_report on AO3

Description: In which Keith is the guy who suddenly finds himself a single-parent to his two nieces, and Lance is the charming radio host who might be his only voice of reason in this mess.

Words: 69,468 | Chapters: 11/11 | Warnings: none

My note: This is so cute, I almost cried. Any fic with kl interacting with little children is an instant KO for my heart:’)

26. Smile for the Stars

By maIikcutie on AO3

Description: Though he's been dealt many bad cards, Lance isn't sure he can handle this one: winding up stranded, a million lightyears away from home, with only Keith to keep him company. The universe is cruel.

Words: 72,921 | Chapters: 9/9 | Warnings: major character death

My note: Please don’t read unless you are prepared for a MAJOR character death! If you’re up for it, prepare a box of tissues, and good luck, my friend!

And that’s all for my list! Hope you found something to your liking, happy reading folks!

[swamp-spirit]

So! A lot of people have trouble with fic summaries, and, to be honest, a lot of fanfics lose me at the summary, so I thought I'd offer my (biased by my personal taste) tips. Fic is for fun, so if you're not worried about it, don't, but if you're looking to bring in readers, a good sumary is your first date.

The type of summary you need is based on genre. A 40K drama has different needs than a 1K fluff.

But, in my opinion, here's the basic ingredients of a summary:

WHAT A SUMMARY SHOULD TELL ME

What type of fic is this?

Fluffy, steamy, horrific? The summary should set the tone. I don't want to see plot summaries about A and B's complex emotional tension when the tags make it clear it's all smut (or vice-versa). Your summary should give me a good idea what kind of tone you're setting.

What is this fic about?

This seems like it should be the basic of any summary, but I'm amazed how many fics miss it. You don't need to summarize the entire plot, but give me the basics of who is there and what sort of thing they're doing. Don't make me go to the tags to get the most basic details Word definition summaries and quote summaries are a common “okay, but what is this fic actually about”, but even things that try and touch on plot... don't. Think the statement paragraphs you probably had to use for essays. There are a whole lot of ways to say a lot without actually saying anything.

'A tries to save the world, but everyone tries to stop them' – What is A trying to do? Who's trying to stop them? How?

Again, this might not mean getting into details. For example, “A joins the school, but things aren't what they seem” sets a bit of a tone, but “A joins the school, but the teachers seem to be hiding something. Why won't anybody talk about the missing student?” pulls me in more.

For a fluff, this might be as simple as “A and B get groceries and run into an old friend from school”

What makes it special?

Big fandoms tend to have trends. Criminal AU or Coffeshop AU, it's often safe to assume your reader has already read 20. Your summary should make yours stand out. There are some bad ways to do this (see 'breaking the 4th wall' below), but put something in the summary that shows your special flavor.

Imagine your reader has read twenty 'A and B work in a coffeeshop' fics. They are probably happy to read 20 more, but if your summary just gives that, you'll look like a watered down version of something they've already read.

Like adding a little pop of color to a dull outfit, this doesn't need to be a plot shattering twist. The little details can make all the difference. Is B working at a coffeeshop to pay their way through beauty school, or do they hope to own the cafe someday? Is it a soulless churn of a job, or a friendly local atmosphere?

What's the hook?

1K fluff is exempt, but this is one of the biggest things a lot of summaries miss for me.

What is the tension? What are the obstacles? This is part of what gets your reader in. How will they defeat the giant lizard beast without their weapons? How do they convince their warring kingdoms to let them marry? How can they learn to love themselves when the world around them treats them like trash? And why in the world is their soulmate tattoo a squid crushing a watermelon?

SOME THINGS NOT TO DO (in my opinion)

“Basically”

Starting your summary off with a nervous conversational filler is not a strong way to go.

Typos

You already know typos are bad. As a reader, I'm actually pretty chill about typos, but the summary is your chance to pull me in. If it's riddled with obvious typos, it gives me two warnings A) This fic might be unreadable B) This author hasn't put in much effort

If you're like me, it can be hard to find typos in your own work, so I recommend showing it to a friend. If you're writing in your second language, ask a native speaker to take a look. Summaries are short, so it's a smaller ask than looking for a beta, and it can really make a difference.

Apologies

“I'm not very good at summaries” is a pretty famous way to tell your readers not to read your fic. Even if the fic really is amazing, almost nobody is going to take your word for it, and a bad summary will always get more eyes than just telling people summaries are too hard. (Not to say you should never complain about summaries being hard. They are. Just don't do it in your summary)

I understand the anxious impulse to warn the reader so they won't laugh at you, but hold is back. No “B might be kinda OOC”. Definetly no “this isn't very good, I'm sorry”. I'd even avoid “this is my first fic/fic in this fandom/long fic, please be nice”, at least in your summary. This is your pitch to the reader! Don't start it trying to lower their expectations!

On the flipside, your summary is also a bad place to get aggressive with potential haters.

And no, don't shuffle your apologies to your tags either.

Breaking the 4th wall

I 100% violate this in one of my fic summaries, shhhh, but keep the summary about the story, not the kind of stuff you'd talk about in an author interview. This includes

-What inspired you (“based on a dream I had”, “based on an RP”, “wrote this while bored”) Exception: It can be good to nod what works your fic is based on -Your various beefs with canon and other fics (“made this character less of a wimp”, “wrote this because not enough people ship it”)

Ending questions

This is the most personal taste thing, but I tend to find a lot of “end on a question types” really cheesy, especially when it's an easily answered question. Questions should pose the mysteries and struggles of the story, not read like a clickbait headline. Here's some examples by genre.

Romance -

Makes me read - “What future is there for a spaceship in love with it's pilot?” Makes me skip - “Will they be able to find love?”

Makes me read - “Why does nobody else seem to see the ticking box on floor five?” Makes me skip - “And what's with that mystery box?”

Makes me read – “What chance does she have against an entire school with powers?” Makes me skip - “How will she show everybody she's the best?”

The clickbaitiest is ones that ask not the concerns of the story or character, but 'what will happen' (ex: “How does he prove to everyone he's the best? You'll see.”) Not a question, but imperitives to read also hit this nerve. I click away extra fast for anything that ends in “read to find out”. But maybe that's just me???

ON USING QUOTES

For lots of fic writers, a chunk of text from the fic itself is a good way to ease into a summary. I don't think this is a bad idea, but it follows the same rules as any other summary.

Chatfics are especially bad about choosing a random section of text the author finds insightful or funny for the summary without paying attention to if it actually matches the tone, themes, or even the characters the fic focuses on.

“I'm not sure we can make this work,” said X. “I thought we were doing okay, but when was the last time we actually enjoyed one of our dates?”

“So we're just giving up?” asked Y.

“I don't know.”

Tells me what the fic is about. I can expect a dramatic interpersonal fic about the relationship strain between X and Y. I have tone, plot, main characters, and a plot hook.

So, in short, if you use a quote:

-Can I tell who is speaking/thinking?

-Is the speaker or subject the characters I should be focusing on?

-Does the quote give a clear idea of the themes, tone, and/or tension of the story?

[sorrylatenew]

chatfic is all i can do anymore lol

So, this is not 1) any of the fics i have started after asking for prompts, or 2) what i am supposed to be writing for halloween, but it is a tiny fic thing i half chatficced at @allthebros and finished just now. this brought to you by my viewing of jonathan toews being the stupidly rambunctious idiot he is at practice and by the fact that he leaves kaner alone...even though he does not Leave him. like ever.

***

I keep picturing this scene in my head—Jonny and Patrick going home from practice or something, Patrick driving, and even though it’s not new that they’re sleeping together, it’s a little bit of a new relationship, still lots of uncertainties and awkwardness, and he casually asks Jonny why he never tries to hold his hand or anything like that

And Jonny ofc looks over like 😐

But Patrick has said it so now he’s committed and he shrugs, nods, gestures at Jonny like well?

And Jonny’s like “What? You wanna stroll out of the rink with our fingers laced?”

And Patrick makes a sound like that’s a completely ridiculous assumption to make of his meaning, says, “Not—like that.” He’s a picture of collected calm with the inside of his wrist propped on top of the steering wheel, his left arm hanging half outside the open window, but his voice is a little flustered. “Like—even here. Somewhere like right now. Or not even that, doesn’t have to be that. Like, just touching.”

“Touching?”

“Yeah—like. Touching.”

“Do we not...touch?”

Patrick opens his mouth to answer, then doesn’t right away. Stares ahead at the road and feels, intensely, the way Jonny’s looking at him. “Yeah, we do. Just—“ His left turn is a little sharper than he wants it to be. “I don’t know. You touch everyone else a lot. I just thought, like—it’s surprising is all. That you don’t really with me. Even now.”

And Jonny finally looks away, stares out of the windshield too, lips curling in over his teeth until he gives a careful, “I touch you.”

Patrick is very quick with the, “I know,” and makes another left. “I know you touch me. I know we touch. I’m not saying—that.”

“Okay...”

“I’m saying it’s not as much as I imagined it would be.”

It is the *barest* confession, considering the nightly orgasms and going home together, but it still makes them both quiet a long moment, just listening to the cars outside Patrick’s window, until Jonny says, “You imagined it?” like Patrick knew he would.

He makes another sound, not quite a scoff but something along those lines, then briefly meets Jonny’s eyes, kind of soft, says, “I just know you, Jon,” like Jonny is stupid. "I thought in a relationship you’d be, like...come on.”

“Like what?”

"Like fucking—all over me, or—I don't know. You were hanging off Seabsie today, you know what I mean."

Jonny's face goes very flat, completely turned in Patrick's direction. "Are you telling me you're jealous of Seabs, Patrick?"

Patrick actually laughs out loud, gives the car in front of them a look of amazed hilarity. "No, Jonny, I am not jealous of anyone. Believe me."

He takes the silence he gets after that as his cue to continue.

"What i'm saying is that you just—you hang off the guys and shit. You're always plowing into people, or even just—you're always close. I thought if we ever got together you'd be like that. I'm surprised that you're not, that's all I'm saying."

They fall into a moment of quiet again, Jonny reaching to mess with one of the air vents even though the A/C isn't on. "You think I don't know you, too?" he says eventually with this weird half smile.

Patrick only spares him another brief glance, eyes ahead. "And that's supposed to mean...?"

"You hate that shit, Pat!" Jonny turns in his seat to fully face Patrick, seemingly for the long haul now. "You turn into the pissiest little baby if you're nudged too hard."

"Okay!" Patrick agrees when Jonny won't even blink. "Yes. But that is not the same as—holding my hand or whatever the fuck you'd want to do."

“It’s green,” Jonny says, and when Patrick accelerates, annoyed about it, he waits all the way until the next light before he goes on, quiet, “I didn’t...think you’d like that either.”

Patrick doesn’t know why that makes him feel any kind of way, but his stomach goes tight and weird and god, he hates this motherfucker. “Getting jumped on from behind by a guy with twenty pounds on me is not the same as like—sitting in my lap or something.”

“Patrick, you don’t even like hugs sometimes.”

Patrick sighs, sniffs, rubs thoroughly at his nose, and says, “One—I’m not that bad, and two...it’s different if it’s you.”

Jonny immediately goes back to playing with the air vent, squints like he’s trying to figure out what’s (not) wrong with it, and also suddenly looks like he’s trying real hard not to seem pleased. “You’ve gotten pissy with me before.”

“Yeah.” Patrick gives a low laugh. “This is not permission to fucking kamikaze me into the boards.”

Jonny turns his head like he’s about to argue that he’s not that bad either, but decides against it and instead says, “You could’ve done it if you wanted to too.”

“What?”

“You could’ve held my hand.”

Patrick does not know why hand holding was the example he started this with, he feels fourteen. Also, Jonny doesn’t need to know how long he’s been wondering at the lack of Jonny-like contact. “Wouldn’t want to steal your thing from you.”

And Jonny’s still really failing at not looking pleased. “Waiting on me to get it done,” he says. “Typical.”

Patrick snorts, makes their last turn before his building. “We don’t have time to list all the ways in which that’s wrong.”

“Why, you got somewhere to be?”

“Yeah, skate tomorrow.”

Jonny laughs and it’s so indulgent and happy Patrick’s stomach goes weird again, and he can’t look at him until they’re pulling in to park, until they’ve climbed out of the car and slung bags over their shoulders to go inside.

Jonny lets his arm swing close to Patrick’s while they walk, and Patrick knows what he’s doing before he does it, rolls his eyes and hides his grin when he feels Jonny’s pinky finger brush up against the side of his hand.

He only does it the once, then speeds his stride to cut in front of Patrick and turn around so he’s walking backwards. “Gotta make sure we take it slow and steady, Peeks,” he says. “I don’t wanna overwhelm your senses.”

Patrick speeds his stride in turn, happy somewhere down low, happy as Jonny looks. “After this morning? he says, close to Jonny’s ear. “I don’t know if you wanna talk to me about overwhelming senses.” And passes him for the door, lets his right arm hang free, just in case.

[she-toadmask]

I could ramble for a good while about why I like fanfiction and one of my discovered tastes in characters and some of the various fics I’m reading/waiting on updates for

[Which I proceeded to do. Under the cut.]

Like there are two different Harry Potter Creepypasta fics I’m reading, one by an older writer and one by a younger one, and one thing they both have in common despite their wildly different setup, tone, and approach to a great many things, is the bashing (to a degree) of the highly questionable adult oversight or lack thereof in Hogwarts. The older one has a more legitimate take on it throughout (though Gryffindor is portrayed as significantly more wild and rash than is accurate it can be argued) with a focus on how the adults really don’t do a good job at being responsible for the children’s well-being, while the younger one gets kind of absurd at the beginning but does have its legitimate statements, notably with the lake trial and the kidnapping of people for the purposes of the trial (which gets highlighted for specific character reasons).

Aaaa the older one is getting updates more frequently and is objectively higher-quality but the second one just has this charm to it

Like fics written by better writers are objectively better but there’s a charm to fics that describe appearance and a few other things a bit more than is necessary and have that touch of overdramaticness that’s just charming and reminds of a time when the world wasn’t ending and we were all just excited to be making things

I also really like Pokemon anime chatfics because Ash is a legendary magnet and old friends bluntly telling the new ones that is just amazing

There’s also this other Pokemon fic I found it’s kind of the usual ‘human from our world goes into the Pokemon world’ thing but the person worked with animals (lions specifically) at the zoo and died to nukes so PTSD and it’s same timeline/world as anime in Hoenn and he accidentally steals Ash’s Treecko and he’s also just got this really unique perspective on training and caring for his Pokemon since he worked with animals in our world and was also a fan of the games so he has that knowledge that most protags in those fics do but it’s just really really cool

Just sucks when I’m trying to find fic (usually Pokemon) and don’t have explicit blocked because once for a different fandom someone had a fic tagged explicit for gore reasons instead of for smut reasons and I don’t want to miss out on a good fic for that and it’s really gross when I’m just looking for some nice normal content and then there are people writing really really really nasty shit on there and posting it without a care in the world I’m not going to give specifics because there are some nasty ships that people write shit for that are just horrifying in every way and then just shit that isn’t even a ship it’s just kinky bullshit

I mentioned a taste in characters earlier and it’s not so much a type of character as it is a thing that some characters are. The reasons I like Creepypasta and non-tuber Minecraft fic (except Team Crafted because nostalgia train go choo choo) so much are because the characters are so basic there are so many ways you can go with them the characterization will change from fic to fic like there may be some common traits but there are no guarantees aside from physical appearance usually and it’s just so cool to see what people do

Like Creepypasta it’s just like ‘how much personality is murder’ and nasty stuff and I could go on for ages about the different ways you can write them so I’ll sav that for another time

But Minecraft like hell yeah Steve and Alex if they’re in fic are usually consistent in characterization or just fill hero role they’re still cool but N*tch and Herobrine are way cooler in fic like... N*tch can be old-style where he’s the creator of the world and good n shit or like (I do not see this enough) he can be evil n shit. Like there are maybe two fics I can think of that had evil N*tch and then there’s this fic idea I have that will never leave my head because I just never get around to putting it into a story but N*tch is evil and manipulative and also is kinda emotionally/mentally abusive to one of the protagonists and the last scene is just ah the angst he is such a shit but then there’s like this one friend who I haven’t tlaked to in years but we used to do shitty rp shit on Wattpad and she always made N*tch evil and Herobrine good because she wanted to do something that wasn’t the normal and it was cool and it’s hilarious in hindsight but to be fair most of that rp is because we were young and stupid and did stupid things but hey we’re the only ones who know what we did so it’s fine. And then HEROBRINE OH BOY HEROBRINE IS FUN he can be evil so many ways or he can be not evil he can be misunderstood he can be lonely or just not give a fuck or be good or be whatever he’s just got so many ways he can be written it’s great

I just really really like fanfic ok I could keep rambling for a while longer about different fanfics im reading and waiting on for updates and the other types of fanfic i like to read but i have class in 3 minutes so i need to stop

[everbrilliantheartbreaker]

Fanfiction Reader Tag

Tagged by @eyeliner-vampire  ♡ ♡

Fanfiction Reader Tag!

1. When did you start reading Fanfic (How old you were or how long ago)?

When I was probably...11 ish? so like 13 years ago

2. Do you have an AO3 account?

Yeh (LadyWisteria)

3. Do you read WIP (work in progress)? Why or why not?

All the time. I’m not picky about this at all. I’m a simple person. I see fic I think I’ll like? I read. doesn’t matter if it’s finished or not. I’ll make up my own ending til it is lol. also authors need that encouragement. finishing stuff is hard

4. What time of day is your ‘fic reading time’?

Usually late at night (like 1 a.m. and later..much later) but sometimes I’ll waste an afternoon instead (2 p.m. ish til I either have to go to work or I finish the fic)

5. How much time do you spend reading fic per week?

Not remotely as much time as I used, that’s for sure. Anywhere from an hour (if I’m rereading That favorite fic) to 2-4 hours if my friend has sent me a longfic again.

6. Do you listen to podfic (fanfic recorded like an audiobook)?

I...didn’t even know this was a thing tbh, so no. Sounds very neat but also I don’t listen to audio books anymore bcus my attention span re: audio input has gotten so bad over the years I can’t focus for more than a few minutes. 

7. What’s your favorite fic genre to read?

AUs AUs AUs. and fantasy. and fantasy AUs (although good long AU fics are harder to find). I am a very simple person. I see magic mentioned, I read. I also read a lot of romance fic (proving once again that fanfic writing is often better than mainstream original writing, bcus romance is one of my least favorite YA/movie genres). I don’t read as much of them but I also love mystery and paranormal fics

8. Are there any genres that you tend to avoid?

Super angsty no happy ending type stuff. “Major Character Death” is an automatic nope lmao (unless the summary looks reaallyyy interesting or it was recc’d to me). Tragedy is definitely Not my thing

9. What tag(s) do you track?

I don’t track any fic tags (I stopped tracking tags at all since Tumblr changed it from “keeping track of new posts in said tag” to “dropping random posts from that tag into the middle of your dash, and usually the same three”)

10. How do you find new fic?

Nowadays I mostly just read what friends send me or the new stuff a very few writers I follow post, but sometimes I also come across stuff through Twitter or Tumblr and curiosity wins out

11. How do you organize your fic bookmarks?

I..don’t? Is this a thing people do?? If I wanna reread something I either search through my bookmarks by title/author or just. filter by fandom. 

12. Do you subscribe to authors or stories?

Yeh. I only keep up with a very select few of them though. altho part of that is due to several of them being people I followed on fanfic.net years and years ago and never unfollowed, even though our interests may no longer be the same. (the other part is me going “oh I’ll read that later” and then just. never doing it.)

13. What is your favorite fanfic trope?

fake dating and bed sharing are always good

everyone is gay. also Good

14. What kind of plot line are you always here for?

“everything’s the same but they’re soulmates” (oh my god they were soulmates)

mafia AU

MAGIC

I really like in-between scene fics too. the events and character interactions that happen off-screen. I like writing those

15. What can an author do to make you love them?

write about my faves frequently

cool AUs

write about minor characters

good sense of humor

16. What can an author do to make you avoid them?

not into mpreg fics

a/b/o fics make me super wary I usually pass on those, even if the summary looks mildly interesting. they’re rarely if ever done in a way that isn’t rapey and gross

don’t care for fics period that have rapey scenes but you’re supposed to find them romantic

adult/minor ships

characterization is a big deal to me so if I don’t like how they handle the characters, especially faves I probably won’t be back

17. What do kudos mean to you?

when I get one I have a few seconds of “oh someone kinda liked this thing I wrote” and then I carry on about my day >.>;;; (I do appreciate them tho)

18. What kind of commenter are you (No comment, short comment, keyboard smash)?

I don’t comment as often as I mean to or wish I did, but when I do they’re loong comments (I’ve passed the AO3 character limit at least once kshg)

I tend to quote favorite parts and then react to them, and I like to theorize and ask questions about character’s thoughts at a certain part or what author imagines happens before/after the fic

19. Have you ever stopped reading a fic? Why or why not?

Yes. Once because I stumbled into a very sexually explicit fic when that was. Not at all what I was expecting (I was also very young lol), I think there was a very few I quit because they were boring or very poorly written, but most often I “quit” a fic for the same reason I don’t do audio books anymore lmao: because my attention span is sht and my motivation and commitment are extremely fickle things. I either forget or just wander away for a bit and then forget. Often I mean to come back and finish it; it’s just a matter of how long it takes. (I also second hand embarrassed out of a fic so hardcore that it’s been a whole 9 months since I’ve touched it khdfgd)

20. Have you ever read a fic more than once? What is it about that fic that makes you want to read it again?

YES. This requires like a minimum 4 separate posts to really answer but:

Behind Bricks and The Penance of a Killer by Deathbelle

this person is my fricking favorite author ever and these are two of my fricking favorite fics ever, I must’ve reread Behind Bricks 6 or 8 times now and Penance is the BokuAka-centric companion piece to my favorite fic of all time that I always wanted 

Mending Bonds and If the Heart Breaks, Does That Mean There’s No Home? by RussianSunflower3 

Mending Bonds is soft found family fluff centering on a very minor fave of mine and If the Heart Breaks is very angsty found family fluff that also focuses on some minor characters and it always hurts my heart but the ending and the soft middle always heal it right back up (“[Hanamaki] has a heart big enough for everyone in the world, and then some.” ohhhh my godd)

Boiled Frogs by ReginaGalaxia 

this one is. a really hard read centered around emotional abuse and manipulation and hoooo boy it is a rough read especially if you’ve experienced any of that personally but it’s so well written and the character dynamics are great and in its lighter moments it’s fricking hilarious. 

(bits and pieces of) The Roost by Ugglabarn 

 bits and pieces only bcus Roost has a lot of very heavy dark content that I’d have to be in a specific mood to reread the whole thing because it hurts my heart way too much but also it’s one of the best Fukurodani-centric longfics I’ve ever read (PLUS AN AU..!!) and I love love how they write the characters and how much focus there is on the minor members and ships and in its lighter moments Roost is also really funny the most recent chapter was hilarious

Expensive Hotel by Crown_of_Winterthorne

smut. explicit smut. excellent explicit smut with loving polyamorous boyfriends and plenty of consent discussion and kissing. my entire jam right there

Class 1-A Whomst? by Ya_Boi_Hal

this is the funniest chatfic I’ve ever read in my life and the first good chatfic I ever read. absolutely hysterical. also has some really good serious content in the middle and some Aizawa dialogue that punched me right in the feels. 12/10 will read again. sometimes I just randomly say “Mineta whomst??” and cackle to myself

and back in the day it was:

The Flame of Betrayal by DataIntegrationThoughtEntity

I guess traitor! Tahu was a popular trope back when Bionicle fandom was at its peak?? and not everyone liked it apparently but I enjoyed this fic greatly every time I read it it was well written and had interesting OCs and I am actually highly tempted to go reread it again

and Asleep Beneath a Wheat Field by Feline Freak

this was a very peculiar little OC-centric one shot that was also very sad and I don’t know why it grabbed me like it did but I remember rereading it 3 or 4 times at least

21. Do you like sequels?

The fics I like don’t usually come with sequels but The Penance of a Killer is one so Yes

22. Do you like dabbles?

I guess? I haven’t read too many I don’t think but hey, more fic is more fic. Who’s gonna complain about that?

23. What do you wish more fic authors would do?

Write about minor characters more

24. What do you wish more authors would stop doing?

that thing where they latch onto one facet of a character’s personality - or worse, one that fandom made up - and write them as if that’s the only trait they have

25. Do you like one-shots or multi-chapter?

Multi-chapter. I mean both are great obviously but the majority of my faves are multi-chapter and obviously if I like a fic I’m gonna wanna spend as much time in that universe as possible

26. How long do you like chapters to be?

Usually I feel the longer the better. once in a while I’ll hit one that’s so long it’s kind of distracting but extremely rarely

27. What’s your favorite POV (point of view) to read (first, second, third)?

Third

28. What do you think of OC’s?

I didn’t use to care for them very much but as I started reading fic by more advanced writers I found several I really liked. have a very small list of OCs from recent fics I’ve read I would actually kill a man for I love them so much

29. Do you download fic?

No, but seeing as my absolute favorite Bionicle fic vanished off the face of the earth several years ago and I cannot find anything about it an y wh ere sometimes I think about saving my faves. I never got to finish reading that fic and I am absolutely devastated every time I think about it. 

30. Tell me something else about your fic reading! Anything else!

best thing is when my friend and I buddy read a fic and send each other our favorite parts

Tag!

@yaelathewordsmith and @samantha-girlscout  ♡ ♡ ♡

[vietbluefic]

29, 27, 21, 13, 12,

29) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?

Oooh, I definitely have to say I’d love for more people to read “Sing, O Nightingale.” I’m really, REALLY fond of the trope of Befriending Monsters, I have a weird fondness for oldish/medieval-inspired fantasy, and of course I looooooove Namjoon and Jimin together.

27) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?

Both!! ALL of my stories already have their significant middle points and their endings planned! The “go with the flow” bit is for the actual events during the stories that lead from Point A to Point B, because while I have their starts and destinations planned out, sometimes the characters like to wrench the wheel from my hands and start careening lanes along the way, all while screaming like madmen. :’DD

21) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?

Oof, strap in. This is gonna be a long list.

@bagelswrites - The characterization and character analyses Bagel’s made of the Bangtan boys are god-tier. Writing is not only super engaging and descriptive but viscerally emotional, the sort that hits you hard and leaves you stunned afterwards; example A: their oneshot collections “When...” and “Things You Said...” I read the stories in both of these all in one sitting and to this day, I can STILL remember my emotional impact from several of them, left on me forever. (That one Taegi reveal...the car crash....goodbye, my soul, every time I even think about it.) I bow to the Bagel.

@bapofficial - THIS dude reeled me in with excellent characterization and character interactions, plus a really well-done Jongup limited-POV that mixes great, genuine humor with just the slightest touch of drama (which is hard!! Take it from me! Humor is hard!). And THEN I clicked on her Hunger Games AU and promptly fell into a world of agony and moral ambiguity where nobody gets a happy ending. Funny AND completely capable of ripping out my heart and stomping all over it? Bro what the heck. Subscribed.

@renaitrev - I went into their vampire AU thinking I’d be met with at least a few of the usual tropes and basically got a gymnastic Matrix-style cliche dodge. Literally by Chapter Two, people were getting suspicious which NEVER happens in vampire fics. The worldbuilding is steady as is the suspense, and when they come the reveals are quick and matter-of-fact to a satisfying degree. Most of all, I’m really able to get the feeling that there’s a crapton going on behind the scenes, that the limited POV can’t/won’t show. To me, this is an underrated yet EXTREMELY IMPORTANT factor in storytelling: the idea that these characters are living, breathing people who are bearing their own weights alongside our protagonist. Kelsey does this really well for me.

@nitilia - I discovered this writer by accident, one day when I’d laid down to take a nap. Reading helps me drift off to sleep sometimes, but I ended up completely unable to shut my eyes as I read nitilia’s oneshots “run away” and “Always There.” There is something very quiet, very melancholic yet also very powerful about their writing. It’s an undercurrent. I have no other way to describe it. I started reading, couldn’t stop reading, and then couldn’t stop thinking about both the stories afterwards. I think that very few people’s writing has made me feel the way nitilia’s work has.

SomewhatSassy (Scavenge4Dreams) - On the other side of the spectrum, you want FLUFF?! Or slightly lighter angst but mostly FLUFF?! Then SomewhatSassy is your person, please hit them up!! Their work is largely Taehyung-centric and is 100% adorable and good and pure! They have an unusual ability to come up with both the wildest and sweetest scenarios for a good ol’ fluff session to play out, and they capture the close-knit feelings and interactions between the members so well I’m pretty much tearing up by the end of every story. But if you’re like me and love the pain of a nice Angst, don’t worry. They got you covered there too, and unfortunately it’s just as FREAKING GOOD.

aerially - Oof, I think I’m starting to notice a pattern with the authors I like. So here’s another fella who can really rip your heart out. Aerially’s “my phone lights up with you” is one of tHE greatest chatfics I’ve ever had the pleasure to read, extremely grounded, so emotionally raw and gripping that I read through all 27 chapters in 4 hours. It’s also one of the EXTREMELY FEW pieces of written work that’s ever made me physically cry, it just hit me in a certain place. Their stories are lyrical and seem to aim to say something. I think they do so very well.

nicowememoney - Fluffy and hilarious!! Not as much of a Gen writer as others on this list but someone whose writing style I love nonetheless...as well as somehow the least angsty on this whole list?! Pure and smol and sometimes super meta too; I can’t count how many times they’ve lampshaded certain BTS fanfic tropes. Their work is cute, funny, and despite how many of their fic premises sound cracky, their writing proves extremely well-polished and thought/planned-out. As someone who struggles to inject humor that sounds good and real into my stories, I really adore their unique sense of hilarity.

SephrinaRose - THIS PERSON CAME LITERALLY OUT OF NOWHERE, DROPPED ONE (1) STORY, AND PROMPTLY BROKE EVERYONE’S SOULS. Consider this: canon compliant, canon divergence, realistic cancer portrayal, Yoongi-centric, major character death, and some darn great writing. Whenever I wasn’t in tears, I was doki-doki-’ing over their descriptions, their symbolism (which I am THE BIGGEST sucker for), and how all the characters didn’t feel like characters at all, but rather the real people they’re based on.

X-I-L-Verify (YOU!) - Palpable imagery, fun/heartbreaking (looooool) character interactions and dialogue, and voices that sound so fiercely vivid. Also, the multifandom elements! The exploration of love and friendships both between and within various groups!! Your contributions to the Dolls series, “Becoming Real” and “Reflection, Refraction” in particular made me lie down, try not to cry, and then cry a LOT over not just the relationships being built up but the detailing put into the magical world around them. Then you double down and go the extra mile to create GORGEOUS ILLUSTRATIONS for your stories too?! AAAAAAAH!!!!

13) Who is your least favourite character to write for? Why?

While I can’t say there’s really one character who’s my least favorite to write, I’ll admit that Jungkook and Yoongi are equally hard for me to capture in a way that feels right. I still have fun writing them, of course, but I feel like I have to work harder with them than with the others to get their voices sounding natural and realistic!

12) Who is your favourite character to write for? Why?

When it comes to wrangling these boys’ fictional personas, Jimin seems to be the one who’s just happy to tag along and do whatever I want him to! Taehyung and Seokjin are close seconds. So, if I had to rank the boys based on ease of writing, it’d probably be from easiest to hardest:

Jimin

Taehyung/Seokjin

Hoseok

Namjoon

Yoongi/Jungkook

[evilkitten3]

The Yuuei Dorm Laws

AN: Well, I did it for Fairy Tail… might as well do it for BNHA! Rules fic~ I wasn't going to post this at all, honestly – this is a joke thing I did for myself a while ago, but with all the angst I've been posting lately… might as well do something funny. I don't know if I can pull off a chatfic, so here's this instead. Anyhow, lemme know if you want me to continue this or whatever. Kitty out.

Title: The Yuuei Dorm Laws

Summary: The Heroics Department has moved into the Yuuei dorm rooms, and Principal Nedzu realizes that some rules should probably be put in place – for the teachers, the students, and anyone else who happens to get involved.

Warnings: General nonsense, reason being abandoned for the sake of humor, and Kacchan's potty mouth

Pairings: Everyone/everyone else (it's a list fic and I'm writing it – what the hell were you expecting?)

Aizawa Shouta – As a teacher, you should endeavor to act as a role model for your students. Showing up to class with a sleeping bag and a hangover, saying "today we're learning about spontaneous silence – anyone who talks in the next four hours fails," and falling asleep is not acting as a role model.

All For One – Stop persuading your guards to commit tiny acts of vandalism on school grounds. The government isn't going to let you go just because "the police force is corrupt".

Amajiki Tamaki – Asui is not going to eat you. Frogs do not eat people (or octopi or even clams, to the best of my knowledge). Please come out of the basement.

Aoyama Yuuga – Stop throwing glitter at people.

Ashido Mina – I don't care what Kaminari said. Do not cover his bed sheets – or anyone else's – in acid ever again.

Asui Tsuyu – If you see a student with compact eyes and antennae, you are not to beginning following them and whispering "frog food" at random intervals. Please apologize to the seven students that have locked themselves in the basement and convince them to come out.

Awase Yousetsu – "Killing two birds with one stone" is a figure of speech, not a challenge. Stop throwing rocks at Tokoyami.

Awata Kaoruko – Enough with the "fucking bubbles" meme. We get it.

Bakugou Katsuki – "Fuck the police" is not an excuse for setting off firecrackers in Iida's room, even if you do think he was policing you. This applies even if he is dressed as a police officer.

Bakugou Mitsuki – If your son asks you for a rather specific outfit, get context. If the words "dare", "evidence", or "Monoma Neito" are part of that context, please do not give your son that outfit. This applies even if "Monoma" is replaced with "that copy-cat bastard" or a similar insult.

Bakugou Masaru – You cannot adopt your son's friend group, no matter how happy you are that said group exists.

Bondo Kojirou – Cementoss is not trying to usurp you. That doesn't even make sense.

Bubaigawara Jin – Stop asking the students to help you become Deadpool. You are not, and should not ever be, Deadpool.

Chatora Yawara – You may not "forget" to apprehend a villain because the person she is attacking misgendered her. Arrest the villain and then scold the civilians.

Dabi – Todoroki does not need your help to be a deviant. He is doing just fine on his own. You are not "Super Fire Bros".

Desutegoro – Stop trying to schedule all your meetings on "February 51st".

Ectoplasm – Detentions cannot be assigned for an indefinite period of time, no matter how insulted you feel. Honenuki will not be in detention for "the rest of his goddamn life", and he was probably not trying to offend you anyway.

Eri – You were in a bad situation, and a negative reaction is understandable. That said, please stop threatening to castrate people with your horn. How do you even know that word; you're like five.

Fat Gum – The fact that Satou and Yaoyorozu also have food-related Quirks does not mean you need to mentor them. Two students are enough.

Fourth Kind – "Having a katana" and "having the right to threaten people with a katana" are not synonymous.

Fukidashi Manga – Your Quirk does not give you the ability to "see beyond the fourth wall". Stop trying to convince people that we are all trapped within a shounen series. That is ridiculous.

Gran Torino – "Kick 'em in the dick", while an effective battle strategy, is not appropriate advice to give to children.

Gunhead – Stop trying to set Uraraka up with Midoriya. You're probably right, but they have bigger things to worry about.

Hadou Nejire – Stop asking villains questions. You're supposed to be arresting them, not sharing good places to get shoes.

Hagakure Tooru – Bakugou's inability to hear what you're saying is not going to stop him from punching you for talking about him behind his back. He'll find out, you'll get punched, and no one will feel sorry for you. If you absolutely must insult him, either learn sign language or get a translator and do it to his face.

Hakamata Tsunagu – Not everyone is comfortable in denim. Deal with it.

Hatsume Mei – "It seemed like a good idea at the time" is not only a terrible excuse in general, but also a completely invalid one that does not explain the giant robotic velociraptor currently patrolling the school grounds.

Hikiishi Kenji – Killing people for misgendering you is illegal. Please find other ways to express your displeasure.

Honenuki Juuzou – Do not challenge Ectoplasm to a "who can scare the most children with only their face" contest. I don't care that you think it's a compliment; you're hurting his feelings.

Iguchi Shuuichi – Hoshigaki Kisame has not challenged you to a sword fight. Hoshigaki Kisame is not a real person; he is a fictional character, and you know this.

Iida Tensei – Your little brother has a lot of respect for you. Stop abusing that respect by suggesting he do ridiculous things. He will.

Iida Tenya – Please do not dress up as a police officer when inspecting your classmates' rooms. You are only asking for trouble. I don't care what your brother said.

Inui Ryou – Do not tell students to mark their territory. The janitor would like you to know that anything that gets urinated on is your responsibility.

Ishiyama Ken – If Bondo declares you his "eternal rival", you are to ignore him, not encourage his behavior. Insanity does not "build character".

Jirou Kyouka – Do not start playing the One Punch Man theme song whenever Midoriya is about to punch something. This holds true for All Might too, as well as anyone else who tends to punch things in an over-dramatic manner.

Kaibara Sen – Having a name similar to that of a fictional character does not make you that fictional character. Stop challenging people to Duel Monsters.

Kamakiri Togaru – Collecting insects is a perfectly reasonable hobby. Using them to terrifying other students is not. Please apologize to Kouda so we can take the anteater back to the zoo and you can come down from the tree.

Kamihara Shinya – Bakugou does not need to be followed 24/7. Surely the No. 5 hero has better things to do.

Kaminari Denki – This school does not need an electric fence. You are not permitted to skip class in order to act as one.

Kan Sekijirou – Please stop encouraging your students to try and one-up Eraserhead's class. This will not end well.

Kayama Nemuri – Do not put smoke bombs in the teachers' lounge ever again. I can and will start making you wear normal clothing if this behavior continues.

Kendou Itsuka – You are not Lady Flyswatter, Queen of the Bitch-Smack. So stop bitch-smacking your classmates.

Kirishima Eijirou – If someone asks you to pass the salt, they are asking you to hand them the white crystalline substance used for seasoning. They are not asking you to pick up and throw Bakugou at them. Please desist.

Kodai Yui – Stop trying to scare Bakugou and Todoroki. I cannot promise you will continue to emerge unscathed.

Komori Kinoko – You are not required to provide "magic mushrooms" to anyone who asks or doesn't ask. In fact, you are actively discouraged from doing so.

Kouda Kouji – You are not allowed to "do favors" for animals in the zoo. I don't care how badly that polar bear claims to need a cup of coffee, he can't have one.

Kurogiri – While I am personally unsure of the League of Villains' hierarchy, you seem to be the most mature. If there is anything to do to stop your cohorts from playing mildly annoying but otherwise harmless pranks, please do it.

Kuroiro Shihai – "It's because I'm black, isn't it" jokes are not appropriate coming from a fully Japanese person; even if you are technically black in color, you do not have African heritage. Stop before you offend someone.

Lock Rock – Tsunotori and Rin do not need you to adopt them, regardless of whatever Fat Gum told you. That said, if you have any pointers on avoiding xenophobia, I'm sure they'd be delighted to hear them.

Maijima Higari – Tell Hatsume to get rid of that raptor. Or at least make her do something useful with it.

Midoriya Inko – No, you cannot adopt your son's class. Yes, this applies even if they have all called you "Mom" at some point. You also cannot adopt the teachers or the villains. I don't know why I have to tell you this, but apparently it needs telling.

Midoriya Izuku – The fact that anyone with a sex drive seems to be attracted to you does not mean that you had a secret Quirk all along. Said Quirk is not "The Love Bug", and you will stop insisting otherwise.

Mineta Minoru – "Stuff a sock in it" is a figure of speech. You are not expected to eat socks, nor are you expected to carry around socks so you can try and force other people to do eat socks.

Mizushima Masaki – "Don't stop believin'" is not your official theme song. You're from Toyama Prefecture; I doubt you've ever even been to Michigan, much less south Detroit.

Monoma Neito – While Bakugou probably will do pretty much anything if you so much as hint that he's incapable of it, I feel like I should remind you that such a situation may not turn out in your favor, though one would hope you figured that out on your own when you (and everyone else in the vicinity) learned that not only does he see nothing wrong with clothing generally associated with women, he looks damn good in a tutu. And he knows it. Lording this over his head will only get him to dress in drag again. I have to ask you to avoid provoking him, if only because several students who thought they were aware of their orientation are suddenly reconsidering (which is, of course, absolutely fine, but probably shouldn't be happening at school).

Nishiya Shinji – You are not the Lorax. You do not speak for the trees.

No. 13 – You are not legally obligated to begin back-up requests with "Housten, we have a problem", and you will stop telling people otherwise.

Ojiro Mashirao – You chose the hero name "Tail Man". Now you're going to have to live with the consequences.

Overhaul – Todoroki Shouto has publically declared you to be the worst father of all time. Take a moment to think about that.

Rappa – Stop trying to fight Kirishima. I don't care how "badass" you think he is. He has homework to do. You can't fight any of the other students either.

Rin Hiryuu – If you are actually being bullied because of your ethnicity, please tell an authority figure (me, the principal). Stop trying to guilt-trip people into giving you food.

Ryuukyuu – Stop telling people that the Dragon Balls are real. They aren't, and you can't grant wishes.

Sakamata Kuugo – Do not try to convince students to "rebel against the tyranny of Sea World". You are not being as subtle as you think you are.

Sako Atsuhiro – If you absolutely must ask Shigaraki to give you "a hand", do not do so on school grounds. You can and will be arrested, no matter how funny the students seem to think you are.

Satou Rikidou – If a villain breaks into the school, alert the proper authorities. Do not bake them a cake in exchange for them leaving. Even if it works, you're just encouraging them to come back again later.

Selkie – "Captain" is not part of your hero name. You do not have the right to arrest people for not calling you that, especially if you are not on your boat at the time.

Sero Hanta – I understand that boys your age like to roughhouse. That is perfectly fine. I only ask that you not use your elbows, as you could do some serious damage.

Shigaraki Tomura – Please stop breaking into the school and taping up crudely drawn pictures of tap-dancing monkeys with socks mooning the viewers. While your creativity is certainly nothing to scoff at, this is inappropriate behavior. Also, you're a criminal, so you shouldn't be here unless someone arrested you. No, you cannot demand fuzzy pink handcuffs, even if Yaoyorozu is happy to oblige.

Shinsou Hitoshi – Stop kidnapping Aizawa's cats. I do not want our teachers sending death threats to students; it's bad for publicity.

Shiozaki Ibara – Smacking someone with a Bible is not an appropriate method of combat, no matter how much you think they "need Jesus".

Shishida Juurouta – Unless you can turn into a prince at will, you are not "the perfect candidate for a new Beauty and the Beast movie" and you will stop insisting otherwise.

Shiretoko Tomoko – I understand that the loss of your Quirk has upset you. However, breaking into All For One's prison cell to demand he give it back is not only very dangerous but also very illegal. I advise against it.

Shouda Nirengeki – I understand that Shinsou's actions in the Sports Festival made you feel uncomfortable. I do not understand why you think the appropriate "vengeance" is following him around and hitting him with a pool noodle.

Shouji Mezou – Mineta should not be trying to get people to eat socks. You should not be helping him.

Shuuzenji Chiyo – "The little shit had it coming" is not an excuse for refusing to heal a student, even if they did have it coming.

Sirius – Please refrain from lashing out at Harry Potter jokes. You knew exactly what you were getting into when you chose that name.

Sir Nighteye – Plus do not leave your All Might body pillow out in the open. Midoriya doesn't need any more ideas.

Snipe – Your active hours cannot only be "high noon".

Sousaki Shino – While on my campus, you follow my rules. Stop telling the children that anarchy is an option to alumni.

Takeyama Yuu – There is no law stating that you and Ashido have to watch "Monsters vs. Aliens" together. You should not be telling her otherwise.

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu – There is nothing you or I can do to stop people from adding a "Tetsu" or two to your name. Learn to live with it.

Todoroki Enji – I have no say in the sort of activities the students partake in after school hours. Thus, should your son wish to gather a bunch of his classmates and egg his own house while you're away, I'm afraid there is little I can do to stop him. What a shame.

Todoroki Fuyumi – While I understand that you are happy that your youngest brother has begun socially connecting with his classmates, I have to ask that you not treat this as though it is his sixth birthday. Please stop showing up carrying pink cupcakes with hearts and smiley faces.

Todoroki Shouto – As amusing as it is to watch you infuriate your father, I must ask you not to break any laws. If you do, I will be able to stop you, and that is not something either of us desires. Full steam ahead (but only legally)!

Toga Himiko – Whether or not your hips are honest is none of my concern. Yours hips, as well as the rest of you, are not allowed on school grounds. Please stop flirting with/trying to stab my students.

Tokage Setsuna – If you are responsible for the creation of Hatsume's velociraptor, then you are also responsible for any damages in causes.

Tokoyami Fumikage – If you stand around dramatically on the roof, people will laugh if/when you fall. They will be justified in doing so.

Toogata Mirio – I understand that you are sick of Tintin jokes. I expect you to understand that Recovery Girl is sick of fixing broken noses.

Tsuburaba Kousei – Stop stalking Todoroki. I don't care if you're only doing it to protect him from the press, stalking is still stalking.

Tsuchikawa Ryuuko – You are thirty-one years old. Do not flirt with teenagers.

Tsunotori Pony – If Monoma tells you how to say something, double check with someone in your class first.

Uraraka Ochako – Please do not try and convince your classmates to refer to All Might as "Dad-sensei". Please also refrain from convincing them to refer to Midoriya Inko as "Mom". Please also stop trying to hook them up.

Yagi Toshinori – Do not encourage your students' delusions of grandeur, whether it's Bakugou claiming to be invincible or Midoriya claiming to be some sort of sex god.

Yamada Hizashi – Stop encouraging Jirou to annoy people with music. Stop helping her annoy people with music.

Yanagi Reiko – I am going to assume that you are the reason several people think the third floor girls' bathroom is haunted. You are not Toire no Hanako-san. Stop it.

Yaoyorozu Momo – I am legally obligated to advise you that providing Todoroki Shouto and his cohorts with eggs is, while not illegal, frowned upon. That said, so long as you can prove that you don't know what they're using them for, there's really nothing anyone can do to stop you from "feeding eggs to your hungry friends". Also, if Shigaraki Tomura appears and informs you that he refuses to be arrested unless it's with fuzzy pink handcuffs, do not feel obligated to provide them.

AN: That's chapter one! I won't be able to post it 'till later, so I'll write something else in the meantime… For those of you who don't know, "Toire no Hanako-san" (or "Ms. Hanako of the Toilet) is a Japanese spirit who was murdered in a bathroom and now haunts them. There are a few interpretations of her, but I'm just referencing her here. Lastly, don't expect this to make any sense. It's solely for shits and giggles. PWP ("puns without plot"), if you will. Anyhow, let me know what you think, and I'll see you next time! Kitty out.

[nagiru]

... I mean, honestly, there was this while that I used to listen to several parodies, just trying to find something I liked, so... either way, I’d probably have heard of it...

(12:26) Yusuke: However, if you do wish for me to help you discover for certain if you are or not interested in men, I would not argue against a kiss.

(12:26) Yusuke: As long as you understand that is the only thing I would do, of course.

(ah, my first attempt at a chatfic...)

Oh, Magnus Archives is great! You do need to like creepy horror things, but if you do, then it’s amazing! ... though, be aware before going in that it’s also a tragedy podcast, not just a horror one, and it has already been announced that it will not have a Happy Ending. (which becomes more and more important to keep in mind, seeing how it’ll be ending by March. of this year. and I both dread and wait anxiously for that)

Magnus Archives was my first podcast, honestly. I tried listening to some of the DW Big Finish that are available free at Spotify, but while I enjoyed it (and 8th), I had trouble focusing on the audio... so I left it alone after an episode, I think. then, when I saw so much about Magnus Archives and discovered that Jon was ace, I thought, “well, why not try again?” and since I’ve discovered the trick to being able to actually listen to things!!! :D

(it’s. basically, I need to keep my hands occupied. I started drawing again once I started listening to Magnus Archives. when I got tired of that, I went to painting digitally. and every once in a while, when I’m not in the mood to Art, I open some simple puzzle games and do them, instead. it’s pretty effective, until now. I’m thinking of taking origami up again, if I get into another podcast...)

(also. Magnus Archives AUs??? it’s been something that has taken over my brain for a while now. I think I even considered a TMA AU for Persona 5 this once, and. it could work, honestly. hm...)

I feel it’s fucking something when we measure a scientist being a bit better than another on basis of when they start their experimentation but... it’s more or less what happens there. fact is, Hojo experimented on a fetus. Hollander waited... a bit longer. apart from that, they’re... not too much different, from what we see of them, and that’s fucking creepy.

(because, let’s be honest. part of the reason we hate Hojo so much more is because we actually do see more of his experiments, while Hollander is, fortunately, already dead by that point!)

Ah, yes. Murder on the ShinRa Express, that’d work. Or Murder on the ShinRa Aircraft, perhaps? Just fill the vehicle with Hojo and people with a grudge against him... and then let them run free on stabbing Hojo, one at a time. it’s a very good plan, imo.

Oh, I love FF7 crack fics! This was the fandom that introduced me to the concept of crack fics, and it’s lovely. They come out so weird, and sometimes I just really want some of that! <3

Haha, in my case, it was back on Nyah Fanfiction, a Brazilian website. I only discovered fanfiction net a year or two after getting into fanfic, and Pokemon was absolutely the first fandom I ever read! (not the first I ever wrote for, tho. that dubious honor goes to Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and ever since I never stopped.... which makes it. 10-11 years, now, of writing fanfic...?)

Ash and Brock were never one of my ships. At the time, I actually shipped more het than not, so I started with... Drew/May and Ash/Misty. and then I started exploring around, and discovered that Red/Green was the way to go. or Gold/Silver. gods, but did I like Gold/Silver...

(I got into the Adventures mangá because of a friend, and I loved it, and so my ships mostly changed to mangá ships, instead of anime ones)

And then the games it was like-- PC/Rival, of course, who cares about the gender???

N is just so cute! Also, I actually really like White’s design! Her clothes are very practical, honestly; I grew up wearing short shorts (though it was never my favorite, because I prefer dresses. and because short jean shorts suck), so it felt comfortable, to me. certainly liked it better than Blue’s design in FireRed/LeafGreen, because the idea of jumping and climbing and generally adventuring around with just a short skirt is... not very pleasant. it’d chafe horribly.

(though, honestly, they should just go with pants. because bugs. the amount of bugs they probably encounter on the way... yeah...)

... Adeline absolutely picks things apart, doesn’t she? I mean, she probably also puts them better, but... given free roam of the Armiger, I feel like she might... go beyond what any of them honestly expected when they offered her access to it...

(honestly? Ignis should just become King instead of Noctis. he would do it better. besides, I don’t know if Noctis actually wants to be king, so...)

@nagiru Here we go again, the long posts continue! Now to reference one of my favourite RPG series… God I miss the classic Phantasy Star games.

Oh, is that so? You kidnapped the sister of Laya’s greatest general, and you’re just now starting to think that it might not have been a good idea?

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