#Lmk fanfic prompt writer

[xiao-zhen]

Words Better Left Unread, or Is It? ~ Part I ☆

Part II Part III Part IV

Dear Wukong (don’t ask why I’m writing this when I’m never going to send it),

I still have no idea what to think of myself. I was brought back to life by Lady Bone White, yet nothing feels right. I was pulled from the grave and forced into a situation involving debt and a contract I never agreed to. Facing you again was the hardest thing I’ve experienced in all the years of my life. It seems that no matter how hard I try or where I go, something always happens to mess everything up and leave me in ruins once more.

(Macaque sighs, running a hand down his face in frustration and exhaustion, before penning the letter.)

What held me back when it came to the kid? I’m not sure. Maybe I thought I could be the Macaque I once was the way you remember me before my death. Before I realized it, I found myself helping Mk and you, even going against Lady Bone White. The kid, Mk, believes I am still the warrior I used to be. I wish I could be that person again, but those days are behind me now.

Then came Azure Lion, returned from the dead. Peng remained unchanged, doing everything he could to irritate me. Once again, I helped—this time for the kid. But perhaps I also did it for you when I entered the scroll to assist Mk in finding you in the ink scroll. Why did I do it? I'm still unsure. Maybe this is just another decision that will leave me in ruins. Perhaps I miss the way we used to be, the friends, sworn brothers that could go up against anything—the Hero and the Warrior. But those are just memories, remnants of what once was. You never apologized, but then again, neither did I. The truth is I’m scared, what if it happens again? Peng’s words still ring in my head, “Is there anything Wukong could do that would break his hold over you? Pathetic!” It’s true; it’s pathetic. I’m pathetic. First, I got stuck in debt I didn't expect, feeling the pain of being pulled back from the brink, only to realize I was blinded in one eye—something I could never regain. This betrayal came from you my best friend, someone I trusted. What would I even do if you ever apologized? Why do I still care?

This kid is changing me. Will this happen again? The kid invited me to a beach party, obviously, I knew Mk didn’t tell you he invited me—no doubt about that—but…I have no clue why I accepted it and went, even though I was late. Why did I go at all? Why am I questioning who I am? Why am I questioning whether I truly hate you for what you did to me? 

End of letter. 

(Perhaps I should discuss it. However, these letters... I will never send it. Never to my ex-best friend was Macaque’s thoughts.)

Macaque paused, staring at the neat writing of the Chinese ink characters as if they were lifting off the page. He sighed deeply, dropping the pen onto the table. Taking a moment to breathe, he felt the conflicting emotions swirling within him: memories of the past, the current situation, uncertainties about the future, and his confusing feelings for Wukong. He cared for Mk more than he would like to admit.

The sound of a chair scraping against the floor echoed as Macaque turned to look out the window at the night sky. The full moon shone brightly, a stark contrast to the darkness surrounding it. For a moment, memories of the past flooded back — the good times spent with Wukong, the laughter and adventures they shared. But then, the painful memories returned, particularly on the day of his death. He hadn't even had time to scream; it all ended in an instant. A shiver ran down his back. Would things ever be different? 

Macaque got up from his cheap thrifted desk (not just grabbed from his shadows wherever the desk was and used it as his furniture, finders keepers. Losers won’t know and just think their house had been looted). He went to the kitchen to see if there was something he could make, as he suddenly noticed that Ramble and Savage had left him. He guessed they wanted to walk around or do something—something they often did when he hung around the house doing nothing. Ramble was focusing on the letter and had subtly caught Savage's attention, showing her the letter while trying to ensure that Macaque didn’t notice. They were his shadows, although a separate embodiment from him, and had their little personalities. They knew his thoughts and knew his feelings. Savage and Ramble looked at each other almost pausing, they were like mischievous teenagers. As Savage nodded, she grabbed the letter as Ramble's job was to distract Macaque.

Macaque was in the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets and the refrigerator, when he heard a slight movement behind him. He turned around to see Savage holding the unfinished letter. He froze, realization and surprise overtaking his expression as he stared at her.

"What the heck are you doing with that, Savage?" 

Macaque's eyes narrow as he stalks closer to Savage, a mix of anger and confusion on his face. He holds out his hand.

"Give me that. Now."

As soon as Ramble yells “Scatter!”, Savage scatters into a dozen, smaller, shadow clones that dart around the room. Macaque growls, frustrated as he tries to reach for the letter still clutched in Savage's hands. He attempts to grab the letter, but the shadow clones weave and dodge, evading his grasp. Macaque's frustration grows as he chases after the clones, his movements growing more frantic and aggressive.

"Dang it, come back here!" 

Savage manages to slip out the window, the letter still clutched tightly in her hands. Macaque hears the window opening and turns to see her escaping.

"No, get back here!"

Macaque sprints to the window, reaching for Savage, but she's already outside and out of reach. He lets out a frustrated yell and smacks his palm against the window. Macaque turned to Ramble, who shrank back under his gaze. He crossed his arms and fixed Ramble with a stern glare.

"You too, Ramble. What were you two thinking?"

Ramble fidgeted with his hands, avoiding Macaque's intense gaze. He knew they had messed up by letting Savage grab the letter. He looked up at Macaque, a mix of guilt and fear in his eyes.

"We… we were just being curious…"

Macaque's eyes widened in realization. His anger was suddenly replaced by a sinking feeling of dread. He couldn't believe what he had missed. The letter, the letter meant for Wukong he always wrote those, two small buckets filled since his revivment but never sent them of course and now it was out of his control.

"No, no no no..."

Macauqe ran a hand down his face, a feeling of dread and panic washed over him. His mind started racing, trying to figure out what to do next. He couldn't let Wukong get that letter, not like this. It was too personal, too revealing of truths he had wanted to keep to himself. Macaque stood there, his mind racing as he considered the gravity of his situation. "What am I going to do now?" he thought, the knot of frustration tightening in his chest. He knew that Savage, the swiftest of his shadows, had a knack for darting away with whatever they desired. Ramble, on the other hand, was a master of stealth, slipping in and out of places unnoticed. It was no wonder that the letter, filled with secrets and emotions he had long kept buried, had been taken so easily.

Clenching his fists, he battled against the rising tide of helplessness. He was acutely aware that there was nothing he could do to retrieve the letter now; it was likely already far beyond his reach, whisked away into the night. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as the reality of the situation washed over him like a cold wave. The very thoughts and feelings he had worked so hard to keep hidden were now in the possession of someone he had hoped to shield them from—Wukong.

The anticipation of Wukong’s reaction loomed over him like a dark cloud. Macaque felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the impending confrontation. With a heavy heart and a racing mind, he accepted the truth: he would be spending the night in restless torment, unable to shake this gnawing anxiety as he awaited the fallout of choices made long before. Sleep would evade him, leaving him trapped in his thoughts, haunted by the secrets that now hung in the air like an unfinished song.

[xiao-zhen]

Words Left Better Unread, or Is It? ~ Part I

Dear Wukong (don’t ask why I’m writing this when I’m never going to send it),

I still have no idea what to think of myself. I was brought back to life by Lady Bone White, yet nothing feels right. I was pulled from the grave and forced into a situation involving debt and a contract I never agreed to. Facing you again was the hardest thing I’ve experienced in all the years of my life. It seems that no matter how hard I try or where I go, something always happens to mess everything up and leave me in ruins once more.

(Macaque sighs, running a hand down his face in frustration and exhaustion, before penning the letter.)

What held me back when it came to the kid? I’m not sure. Maybe I thought I could be the Macaque I once was the way you remember me before my death. Before I realized it, I found myself helping Mk and you, even going against Lady Bone White. The kid, Mk, believes I am still the warrior I used to be. I wish I could be that person again, but those days are behind me now.

Then came Azure Lion, returned from the dead. Peng remained unchanged, doing everything he could to irritate me. Once again, I helped—this time for the kid. But perhaps I also did it for you when I entered the scroll to assist Mk in finding you in the ink scroll. Why did I do it? I'm still unsure. Maybe this is just another decision that will leave me in ruins. Perhaps I miss the way we used to be, the friends, sworn brothers that could go up against anything—the Hero and the Warrior. But those are just memories, remnants of what once was. You never apologized, but then again, neither did I. The truth is I’m scared, what if it happens again? Peng’s words still ring in my head, “Is there anything Wukong could do that would break his hold over you? Pathetic!” It’s true; it’s pathetic. I’m pathetic. First, I got stuck in debt I didn't expect, feeling the pain of being pulled back from the brink, only to realize I was blinded in one eye—something I could never regain. This betrayal came from you my best friend, someone I trusted. What would I even do if you ever apologized? Why do I still care?

This kid is changing me. Will this happen again? The kid invited me to a beach party, obviously, I knew Mk didn’t tell you he invited me—no doubt about that—but…I have no clue why I accepted it and went, even though I was late. Why did I go at all? Why am I questioning who I am? Why am I questioning whether I truly hate you for what you did to me? 

End of letter. 

(Perhaps I should discuss it. However, these letters... I will never send it. Never to my ex-best friend was Macaque’s thoughts.)

Macaque paused, staring at the neat writing of the Chinese ink characters as if they were lifting off the page. He sighed deeply, dropping the pen onto the table. Taking a moment to breathe, he felt the conflicting emotions swirling within him: memories of the past, the current situation, uncertainties about the future, and his confusing feelings for Wukong. He cared for Mk more than he would like to admit.

The sound of a chair scraping against the floor echoed as Macaque turned to look out the window at the night sky. The full moon shone brightly, a stark contrast to the darkness surrounding it. For a moment, memories of the past flooded back — the good times spent with Wukong, the laughter and adventures they shared. But then, the painful memories returned, particularly on the day of his death. He hadn't even had time to scream; it all ended in an instant. A shiver ran down his back. Would things ever be different? 

Macaque got up from his cheap thrifted desk (not just grabbed from his shadows wherever the desk was and used it as his furniture, finders keepers. Losers won’t know and just think their house had been looted). He went to the kitchen to see if there was something he could make, as he suddenly noticed that Ramble and Savage had left him. He guessed they wanted to walk around or do something—something they often did when he hung around the house doing nothing. Ramble was focusing on the letter and had subtly caught Savage's attention, showing her the letter while trying to ensure that Macaque didn’t notice. They were his shadows, although a separate embodiment from him, and had their little personalities. They knew his thoughts and knew his feelings. Savage and Ramble looked at each other almost pausing, they were like mischievous teenagers. As Savage nodded, she grabbed the letter as Ramble's job was to distract Macaque.

Macaque was in the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets and the refrigerator, when he heard a slight movement behind him. He turned around to see Savage holding the unfinished letter. He froze, realization and surprise overtaking his expression as he stared at her.

"What the heck are you doing with that, Savage?" 

Macaque's eyes narrow as he stalks closer to Savage, a mix of anger and confusion on his face. He holds out his hand.

"Give me that. Now."

As soon as Ramble yells “Scatter!”, Savage scatters into a dozen, smaller, shadow clones that dart around the room. Macaque growls, frustrated as he tries to reach for the letter still clutched in Savage's hands. He attempts to grab the letter, but the shadow clones weave and dodge, evading his grasp. Macaque's frustration grows as he chases after the clones, his movements growing more frantic and aggressive.

"Dang it, come back here!" 

Savage manages to slip out the window, the letter still clutched tightly in her hands. Macaque hears the window opening and turns to see her escaping.

"No, get back here!"

Macaque sprints to the window, reaching for Savage, but she's already outside and out of reach. He lets out a frustrated yell and smacks his palm against the window. Macaque turned to Ramble, who shrank back under his gaze. He crossed his arms and fixed Ramble with a stern glare.

"You too, Ramble. What were you two thinking?"

Ramble fidgeted with his hands, avoiding Macaque's intense gaze. He knew they had messed up by letting Savage grab the letter. He looked up at Macaque, a mix of guilt and fear in his eyes.

"We… we were just being curious…"

Macaque's eyes widened in realization. His anger was suddenly replaced by a sinking feeling of dread. He couldn't believe what he had missed. The letter, the letter meant for Wukong he always wrote those, two small buckets filled since his revivment but never sent them of course and now it was out of his control.

"No, no no no..."

Macauqe ran a hand down his face, a feeling of dread and panic washed over him. His mind started racing, trying to figure out what to do next. He couldn't let Wukong get that letter, not like this. It was too personal, too revealing of truths he had wanted to keep to himself. Macaque stood there, his mind racing as he considered the gravity of his situation. "What am I going to do now?" he thought, the knot of frustration tightening in his chest. He knew that Savage, the swiftest of his shadows, had a knack for darting away with whatever they desired. Ramble, on the other hand, was a master of stealth, slipping in and out of places unnoticed. It was no wonder that the letter, filled with secrets and emotions he had long kept buried, had been taken so easily.

Clenching his fists, he battled against the rising tide of helplessness. He was acutely aware that there was nothing he could do to retrieve the letter now; it was likely already far beyond his reach, whisked away into the night. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as the reality of the situation washed over him like a cold wave. The very thoughts and feelings he had worked so hard to keep hidden were now in the possession of someone he had hoped to shield them from—Wukong.

The anticipation of Wukong’s reaction loomed over him like a dark cloud. Macaque felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the impending confrontation. With a heavy heart and a racing mind, he accepted the truth: he would be spending the night in restless torment, unable to shake this gnawing anxiety as he awaited the fallout of choices made long before. Sleep would evade him, leaving him trapped in his thoughts, haunted by the secrets that now hung in the air like an unfinished song.

(part II will be released soon)

random LMK story ideas (bc I have quite a few of those apparently-)

Macaque sometimes writes letters to Wukong, but never sends them. The reason is that he uses the letters to let himself be vulnerable and vent his feelings, both positive and negative. So what happens when one of those letters somehow reaches the recipient? (can be interpreted as romantic or platonic but honestly either one can work for this scenario) (other characters could also be present probably, but the main idea is that Wukong and Macaque finally have a proper talk as a result of Wukong reading one of the letters) (and chronologically this probably takes place sometime after Season 4 or Season 5, bc it makes the most sense with the concept) ---

Lady Bone Demon is frustrated with Macaque’s lack of cooperation with her plans, so she releases Bai He early and possesses him instead. Unfortunately for her, Macaque absolutely refuses to take this lying down, so he decides to make her suffer by singing random songs the entire time she’s possessing him. (mostly intended to be a silly idea where the events of Season 3 are a bit more humorous and Macaque makes it his mission to annoy LBD to death as payback for dragging him into her mess) (also inspired by one youtube short i watched recently, it was about demon possession and one of the quotes in the short was something like "the demon may be behind the wheel, but i'm still in the car with them and i control the radio") (so that's basically Macaque's energy in this-) ---

MK and Mei have gotten pretty discouraged with all the recent world-ending disasters, so Wukong and Macaque decide to take them for a small field trip and (hopefully) cheer up the two with a horse ride outside the city. (not much plot here, just the two monkeys taking MK and Mei out for a ride by transforming into horses and all four just taking a breather by letting themselves be silly for once) (who knows, maybe MK transforms into a horse too (or some other animal) and Mei turns into a dragon and they have a silly lil race together) (now that I kinda think about it, I think "On the Mountain Tall" by The Oh Hellos would be a fitting song for this- not necessarily the lyrics but the vibe of the song itself)

[autism-autobot]

My writing style:

I've gotten so many compliments on my fanfic writing recently, and I wanted to share how I do what I do.

Formatting:

I'm an ex-theater kid (I know, shocking, right). This has influenced my writing significantly.

Scripts don't give you more than the bare necessities of a scene.

Dialogue is shown as:

Character: lines

That's it. That's all.

Blocking, aka how characters move on stage, isn't included unless essential to the scene. This is because stages come in various shapes and sizes. You gotta make one size fit every stage.

Everything is at the bare minimum. This leads me into how I can create elaborate stories with only a handful of actual storytelling devices.

Audience Imagination:

The characters in fanfiction are the actors on the stage. I am the playwright. You are the director.

It's more fun to imagine the characters doing what makes sense to you, the reader, than me giving you word-for-word descriptions of what everything looks like and what characters are doing.

At no point does it say in Chapter 7 does it say that DBK's not doing the macarena while talking to his son. If that's how you want to imagine a scene, go for it!

Letting the reader's imagination fill in the blanks will often be more enjoyable than elaborate descriptions. It also keeps the word count down for those who have shorter attention spans.

The LMK gave you the canvas, I gave you the art supplies and prompt; paint your interpretation of both.

Emotions:

One of the byproducts of letting a reader's imagination run rampant is that they become more emotionally invested in the story. You've got them in their head, chances are you've got them in their feels too.

A lot of what I write is cheesy out of context, but with pre-invested emotions, it's straw spun into gold. I don't put bare minimum effort into making characters feel real, however.

Realistic Characters:

I've mentioned before that I project onto Nezha a lot throughout the fic. He's not the only one.

I add bits of myself and the people I've met to every single character in FloaPS.

Character Bonds & Love:

FloaPS centers around intense, platonic love. It's the backbone of the story, I'd say.

I am never getting rid of platonic love. That is the only promise I will make to my audience.

Everyone, to an extent, can feel and give love. Which kinds of love vary from person to person.

These things don't happen overnight, however.

Slow burn can take as much time as you like, or you can give background to make faster progression make sense. Little moments between characters can sometimes hold more weight than bigger ones.

~~~

This is all I have for now. If there's something specific you want to know more about, feel free to ask!

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THE FANFICTION HOTEL

idk, i thought this was a fun idea ♡

[angelfoodcake222]

So, I tried to show how Jia shifts/de-glamours herself from human to monkey, bit I can't do transitions to save my life if needed 🫡😅

Here's the whole piece I did with the aid of my light sheet-

-& individual shots below the cut👇

👩🏻👀 -> 🐵👁️👁️

Idk if you can tell but her pupils move a bit in the first two panels. I forgot to color in some of the shaded spots but I like how she came out. I don't remember what scene I had in mind that went with this piece (these pieces) but I'll think of something eventually.

Thank you for viewing, please reblog & send requests, asks, &/or suggestions for this Little Lady if you'd like.

[translatemunson]

the tortured firefighters department • evan "buck" buckley

series summary: Each year, 240 million calls are made to the 9-1-1 in the United States. For the Los Angeles County Fire Department, it averages 1,200 calls a day. You could do the math and lay down all the probabilities of crossing the country all the way to the sunny — and full of catastrophes — L.A. for a PhD and ending up in a new 9-1-1 call center. But you could never solve the Buckley problem in front of you.

this is a evan "buck" buckley x fem!reader series

warnings: fem!reader, afab!reader, no specific details about reader appearance are given (lmk if i let something slip), slight divergence from the 9-1-1 tv show timeline (hey, it's a fanfic, i can do whatever i want), mentions of violence, mentions of disasters, mentions of medical conditions, mental issues themes. more specific warnings will be provided at each chapter.

chapters

chapter one — devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes

chapter two — we play dumb but we know exactly what we’re doing

chapter three — these days I'm restless, work days are endless

chapter four — thought of calling you, but you won't pick up

chapter five — when my depression works the graveyard shift

chapter six — it always ends up with a town car speeding

chapter seven — don’t you dare look out the window, darling, everything’s on fire

chapter eight — cat and mouse for a month or two or three

more chapters to be announced

blurbs

blurb — you’ve been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks (takes place between the events of chapter two and three)

blurb (requested) — touch me and you'll never be alone (you need to read chapter six to understand it)

special content:

spotify playlist by the lovely @live-love-be-unique HERE

series note: i have planned out a timeline for the series, which means we are getting a lot of development for them (so reading chapters with a number is required if you wanna understand the series). BUT i'm also open to take suggestions of what you wanna see (maybe it's a scene, maybe you saw this prompt and think it matches the TTFD vibes), so please don't be shy and send me your ideas and suggestions via askbox or dms.

author's note: hi guys! first of all, english is not my first language and, even though i'm a writer in my mother language, i still struggle to put ideas on paper in english. so bear with me and my mistakes, ok? new obsession, new fic, ofc. wanted to explore a reader that is not just a dispatcher, but also have some things inspired by my own hobbies and struggles.

banners credits to @cafekitsune

[unnamednarrator]

What an incredible job you did on Broke Your Every Heartbeat.

I was dying for a modern au like this with a touch of angst but a happy ending.

What inspired you to write this fanfic and how was your creative process like? how long did it take to write everything?

this is so kind of you omg! i’m really happy you enjoyed it and so flattered that you’re curious about my writing process 🩷

i’m putting it under the cut bc i don’t want to bombard the tl in case this isn’t someone’s cup of tea!

lately i’ve been in a very “just write something to finish it” mood. ilyis is a much longer project (i’ve been working on it for over a year now) and while that’s very rewarding in its own right, sometimes i just need a lil serotonin boost of having finished something entirely

that’s why i asked for oneshot requests last weekend and luckily anon came through and gave me a brilliant prompt (not only a gracie song but also a whole concept?? so generous of them 🥰) it fit in perfectly with my usual creative process, which is to become obsessed with an idea and let the momentum write the first draft haha

i’m not a very description-heavy writer in my 1st drafts so i normally just write basic setting, the emotional arc and dialogue. dialogue is usually the only thing for me that stays very similar from the first draft to the final one. unless what i wrote was garbage. i also (maybe controversially?) really love editing my work! sometimes i’ll write loose lines or paragraphs and then connect them later with actions or character development

as for how long it took me to write, maybe 3-3.5 hours in total with another hour of editing? recently, ive been challenging myself to write for at least 30 mins a day (i find time-based writing sessions work better for me than word count-based ones) so that worked really well for me in finishing this fic!

i hope that was at all interesting! lmk if you want to know anything else too! thank you so much for your questions, it means a lot that you care 🥹🩷

[marcskywalker]

gonna post a bunch of merthur/arthur centric prompts that I have. @ fanfic writers in the fandom if you're looking for something lmk and I'll make sure to tag you or something

[ma1dita]

🥂 Hii, this isn't exactly "birthday" themed anything, but I've been out of Tumblr for a while and PJO show got me back here and you're one of the first and now favourite writers I found since coming back, so i feel the safest asking it here I've been wanting to post my own stuff on tumblr too instead of ao3 and just looking at a bunch of new words/abbreviations i never seen is confusing, but most authors seem to use them like.. blurbs? or a/n i assume is authors notes? I was just wondering if you knew if there is anyone who wrote a guide on all these things that are universally used bc it took me a while to decipher even the "MDNI" 😭

🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂

LOLLL don't mind me answering so quickly, i was in the middle of looking at a prompt in my inbox but thank you so much!!

to be honest ive only been writing on tumblr since this past september, and i totally understand the learning curve (i was thinking this morning about how i still dont know wtf a blorbo is)

i come from the age of fanfic circa early 2010s where everyone still labelled things lemon/lime instead of mdni (which is clever i guess for minors do not interact)

from what i know,

blurb = drabble = oneshot are all kinda synonymous?

a/n = author's note

wc = word count

nsfw = not safe for work = mdni

rpf = real person fic

not much else comes to mind??? i think?? i still find myself calling things oneshots sometimes... and trust im learning with you--- the times change us ig

lmk if im missing anything, shoot me a message, or if anyone wanna yell in the comments some others (or wtf a blorbo is)

i would love to read your stuff once you decide to post!! welcome welcome <3

[xiao-zhen]

Prompt Dump for You to Reblog

Who'd like to give some prompt ideas???

~ Making little side stories on the side. Give me ideas you'd like written.

It doesn't have to be connected to Reborn for Revenge [my fanfic], but things also connected to regular lmk like:

Macaque training Mk, fluff/angst, you know, etc.

[13thpythagoras]

Friends, the show, except they're all bi, poly, hella woke, coparenting, fostering, adopting, and having their own kids

[jayfortheday]

✧*。Masterlist And Gen Info ✧*。

This account has officially been abandoned. I’ll leave this gen list here for all who wish to still read any of my stuff. Love to you all!

One fic may be under multiple characters btw. Only Klitz + Eli gets its own category

Characters!

~Dwayne Hoover (Little Miss Sunshine, 2006)

---->Comforting You HCs

---->Still My Favorite

~Brian Wilcox (Fast Food Nation, 2006)

---->Stargazers

~Tim Klitz (The Girl Next Door, 2004)

---->Nighttime Nostalgia

~Eli Brooks (The Girl Next Door, 2004)

---->Eli Brooks Masterlist

~Eli Brooks + Tim Klitz (The Girl Next Door, 2004)

---->Smut HCs

---->Date Night

~Oswald Cobblepot (The Batman, 2022)

---->Cuddling HCs

---->Barely Holding On

~Alex Jones (Prisoners, 2013)

---->Rediscovery

~David Loki (Prisoners, 2013)

---->Rediscovery

---->One Short Moment

~Eddie Munson (Stranger Things Season 4, 2022)

---->Kiss The Pain Away

---->End All This Now

---->Review + Fix It

---->The Same Coin

---->Bleed For Me

---->Music Lessons (1) (2) (3)

~Vance Hopper (The Black Phone, 2022)

---->Vance Hopper Masterlist

~Robin Arellano (The Black Phone, 2022)

---->Got Your Back

---->Looks Like It Hurt

---->Ghost!Grabber Victim HCs

---->Left On My Own

---->Roller Boy

---->Confession + Dating HCs

---->In Your Arms Again

---->More Than Math

~Non __x Reader Fics

----> Untitled

---->Back To This Place Again

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Hello! I will go by Jay here on Tumblr! My pronouns are He/Him and I identify as aroace. I really like writing "x reader" fanfic so that's mostly the stuff I'll be posting, maybe the occasional something else, but that's it really.

I can write both SFW and NSFW but I tend to prefer to write SFW. The characters under 18 I will write for are Dwayne Hoover, Vance Hopper, and Robin Arellano and I will not do anything sexual for them anymore. All other characters I write for will be 18 or over. Any requests for hard no’s will be deleted.

Hard no’s include sexual content involving minors, romantic or sexual content for Alex Jones from Prisoners, sexual noncon or dubcon including cnc, non-familial requests for characters 11 and under, hetero relationships for canonically gay characters, and pieces about real people.

Please feel free to send me prompts or anything, really. I love hearing from people, and I tend to run low on ideas so if there's something you think I should write then lmk. Please give me time to write them, I have a job and attend college and not as much free time as I would like. Whatever pronouns are used for the reader in your requests will be the ones in the fic, if there are no pronouns, I'll use they/them. For smut requests, please include the anatomy you would like. If it’s not specified, I will decide based on what I want to write that day. All drafts will be published in the order they are received/made unless I am experiencing writer's block, in which case I will work on whatever prompt inspires me the most. If y���all ever see that I answered a post but then can’t find it on my page/see it unfinished, I published it too early and deleted it. I’ll upload it with a screenshot of the prompt when it’s ready, very sorry. 

In my posts, I will provide a word count, description (for stories), pairing (character x reader or character/reader), and pairing type (familial, platonic, romantic, sexual), and tags/warning. If there is a tag you believe I missed for a story you would like acknowledged, feel free to say something either in a direct message or a comment!

Most of my pieces will have a GN!reader and any NSFW will typically be female anatomy with some occasional male anatomy, but I can do something else on request.

I hope y'all enjoy what I write! :)

[anticomedygarden]

fanfic writer :) fandom list under the cut. links to my fics in bio.

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pfp is rat from the comic strip 'pearls before swine' by stephan pastis

header is a quote from the song of achilles by madeline miller

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updates:

keeping the faith: i've abandoned the posting schedule lol (sorry)

organization:

everything should be grouped by fandom

if something fits in two fandoms, it's linked under all relevant groups

microfics written for prompts are all under the fandom label

if something is wrong or in the wrong spot, please lmk so i can fix it

ALL of my fics are also on ao3

generally, i'll write for:

pjo and the riordanverse

canon ships + valgrace and pipeyna

marvel

mcu + defenders mostly, haven't read the comics (but i am looking for a website to read them for free if anyone has suggestions)

hp - kinda burned myself out on this fandom, would appreciate if y'all didn't send in requests for this for awhile

golden trio era and marauders, mostly drarry and wolfstar

the shadowhunter chronicles - NOT TV OR MOVIES:

canon ships

throne of glass:

canon ships, but manorian and chaorene are up for debate (i like dorian x chaol)

aus preferred

headcanons

any

if you want to send in a prompt but don't know what you want, check out the prompt generator in my bio

will write:

fluff

angst

hurt/comfort

kid fics

car crashes, but only if it ends happy

alcohol use as long as it's not alcohol abuse

will not write:

smut

reader/author insert

gender swap*

incest

major character death/unhappy ending

suicide

mpreg

a/b/o

*this isn't to say i won't write genderqueer characters, just for some reason, i've never been able to get into gender swap stuff. i will write any and all queer identities to the best of my ability! love y'all <3

[anonnie-in-wonderland]

when i say that I enjoyed “Home Calls the Heart” so much trust that i do not lie!!! i typically don’t like to compare people bc everyone has a different journey to writing and creating stories on here , but man the way you write using tropes like hybrid and poly bts, which can easily become horribly written (in my opinion) is something out of this world. I feel like people typically either explain the world surrounding hybrids too much or too little to truly understand how their dynamics work throughout the story. But the way you write makes it seem right. I understand enough to the point where it doesn’t distract me from the main plot! I also love the way you write poly!bts <3 again im trying not to sound too harsh because everyone works hard for their art, but the way you write ot7xreader seems so genuine and not too cartoonish if that makes sense. i have a hard time trying to find some good poly!bts fics bc i luv them so much but sometimes it hurts my head. i mean i could imagine how hard it could be to incorporate seven character that have different traits and their own spirit, but, again, the way you have written them in “Home Calls the Heart” has me excited for new chapters to come!! Im trying my best to give feedback and appreciation towards my fav authors on here because i know how hard it is to express your art and not be financially compensated jiji you guys literally deserve the world!!! it’s also fun just being able to tell my favorite people that they are doing amazing at what they do best :) i hope this ask finds you well and yeah <3 i’ve also decided to give myself a lil nickname if that’s okay (pls do let me know if that’s okay) i would like for it to be the 🌙 emoji!! if someone else has it pls lmk so i could change it jiji-🌙

Hello, hello! Wow this was not something I was ever expecting to receive, but I am really humbled. I thank you for being into my writing. I’ve been writing a very long time but not for any kpop fandoms, and I was nervous about how it would be received.

I think different writing styles appeal to different people, but at the same time I know what you mean! It can be very difficult to find the right balance of how much information to use, and you don’t really want to confuse yourself or the reader, but at the same time you want to include more than barebones info.

I’m glad my approach to worldbuilding currently is not too hard to follow along with. That’s the key. Because at the end of the day I saw the prompt and wanted to tell a nice tale of the reader and hybrid BTS all healing from their friendship (and eventually more) with each other. As to the relationships…OT&s are popular and I knew right away I wouldn’t be leaving anyone out cause that’s not my style, but I did have to decide whether there would be shipping among OT7 or not, and you know I feel like when you’ve been around the people you love a long time, things would be casual. Casual intimacy.

I think some stories maybe do a lot of “hey!! Look!! They’re dating!!” And write them accordingly, and I suppose that’s fine, but I guess I try to write them as people in love who have nothing to prove. They just are comfortable in a relationship together and the Y/N gets to be a part of it.

Thank you for wanting to be someone that tells fanfic writers how much they’re appreciated. 🥹 That is so kind! I admit, I kind of miss the consistency of the feedback on my writing I’ve gotten in the past. Like beyond people just asking to be on the taglist or saying they’re excited to read more, I really use to love engaging with people on tumblr about my writing, but haven’t gotten a whole lot of that so far. So sometimes I wonder if I come off too intimidating. 😭 Because I see other writers chatting with readers about their stories and I’d love to do the same if anyone wants to. I appreciate any and everyone who takes the time to leave comments or ask questions though!

And of course you can go by that emoji if you choose to! It would help me keep track of who I’m talking to in the future and no one else is using it, so I don’t see why not. Thanks for your ask!

[dani-dabbles]

Writing Tag Game

I was tagged by @la-muerta! 

No pressure tagging: ​Leaving this open to all who see it and want to participate

How many works do you have on AO3?

Only 21

What’s your total AO3 word count?

167,455

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Sweet Home Alexander - my first ever fanfic and so far my most popular. beginners luck? or did I just peak there lololol

The Cereal Aisle Meet-Cute - the first in a 5+1 series that I just completed in January 

Checking Out the Competition - wrote this quickly at like Midnight. It’s fun (just ignore the typos...one day I’ll edit the thing)

The Lullaby Interruption - part two of my 5+1 single parent Alec series

The Cuff Confession - part three of the 5+1 series!

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I always try to respond! I may not be very prompt, but I always get to them eventually. 

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

That would probably have to be this one: Burden

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

I usually always have happy endings, but I would go with the ending of The Bucket List because is was long-awaited for Malec in this fic.

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven’t really done this...maybe I should??

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Have I written it? Yes. Have they ever seen the light of day? No. Though I have a wip that I will hopefully post in the next few weeks that will be my first explicit rated fic.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I’m aware of...but if you see it lmk

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, I would be a horrible writing partner lol

What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Malec. Malec all the way.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I have unfinished drafts I may never get back to. But there is nothing really left hanging out on AO3 abandoned.

What are your writing strengths?

I really don’t know. Dialogue?

What are your writing weaknesses?

I’m an unnecessarily wordy writer. I’m working on it.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I’ve used words and short sentences before. I try to tread carefully with that.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Shadowhunters. And I’m still here. One day I might venture to another fandom but i don’t see that any time soon.

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

I’ve always had a soft spot for The Difficult Task, its angst and feels all the way. I also love The Magic of Water because of the potential that world has for more fics (maybe, hopefully, one day).

[kinetic-elaboration]

100 Days of Writing: Day Three

Back again for this project courtesy of @the-wip-project. Tagging fellow participants @thelittlefanpire @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold @hopskipaway. Lmk if you’d like to be added!

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I was at a work retreat today and really don’t have a single creative thought in my head so... I’m not sure what to write for this today, to be quite honest. Also today’s official prompt makes me feel like a bad writer because I honestly almost never think of my plots in terms of ‘what’s this character’s motivation?’ even though that’s like a pretty standard, bedrock writing concept.

I do like 95% of character work by feel anyway, though. Sometimes I think I get IC characterizations because I’m good at just getting an inherent sense of a character and then channeling them through me as I write. Other times, I think I’m terrible at characterization, because all my characters, whether they be fanfic characters or OCs, are just Me wearing different hats. The truth is probably in the middle: I can write consistent, distinct characters when it comes to the actions they take, the attitudes they have, and even their dialogue (or at least I like to think so!), but the inner thoughts of all my characters have honestly pretty much the same voice--Mine!

Sometimes, especially when I feel overwhelmed and/or stuck with a project, I’ll stop and think ‘okay, where are all the relevant characters at right now? what’s the Mood?’ Which I guess is similar to asking about their motivation. For example, when getting back into the Sleeping Beauty AU last week, I spent a few minutes thinking about what Bellamy and Clarke were thinking at the moment, what they wanted or needed or were concerned about as I returned to them. This was especially useful since I had left off right at the end of a scene, but the scene I was beginning started right up after it, without more than a minute’s time skip. (I was changing point of view, which was the primary reason for the break.) Because of the POV switch, they were both going to seem different to the reader after the scene break. But I wanted that to be because we were seeing Clarke from her own perspective and Bellamy from Clarke’s perspective, not because I had taken a year-plus break from writing.

They’re both in this determined place at this point in the narrative. They’re executing a plan that was proposed by Clarke but is being led by Bellamy, and fairly quickly, they basically switch attitudes: Bellamy becomes more set on the task, because he has to be in order to protect them from dangers only he understands, while Clarke becomes a bit more wary, because she’s so completely in over her head at this point. This does make sense in my head but I didn’t, and don’t, want it to seem jarring. Essentially, they want the same thing, but they have different reservations at different times, because they have different backgrounds and knowledge bases. I’m trying to describe this in a way that is general, accurate, and gives minimal spoilers, but I don’t know if it’s making sense at all.

Generally speaking, I try to follow my instincts about what a character would do, want, or say in a particular instance but sometimes (unfortunately) the plot just needs certain things. I think everyone knows prominent examples of the plot leading the characters and it’s always Bad Writing, so clearly I don’t want to write like that and try not to. Or if I do have to, I try not to make it too obvious.

I don’t think this is a big issue with Sleeping Beauty... or at least I hope not! It might be in chapter six, and it might be an issue in terms of the Romance, which I know is gonna be squashed and sudden (relying a lot on this being fanfic, and the audience being supremely receptive to the pairing getting together with as much or as little buildup as I give it). So... I’m not going to worry about it now.

I don’t even know what all this ramble was but I’m going to cut it off here.