#Part of the plot is them making a video to show off the library and interviewing patrons and it mentions when she gets to editing

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Mrs Mix Up

romance novella

two librarians are just beginning to acknowledge their mutual attraction as they start to work more closely together to save their library from budget cuts

when they go to a conference they’re accidentally marked as married and given the same hotel room

demiromantic lesbian MC

[fizzy-fuzz]

hello! I've been reading your SCP work and saw you add OM to your writing list.

Can I please get Lucifer with an adoptive teen reader? Sibling relationship please

AN: I wasn't sure what you wanted as far as like headcanons or oneshots go, So I just went with a short oneshot because that's what I'm most comfortable with writing. Hope you don't mind!

I took some creative liberties with the plot, since your request kinda left it open. I also left the age non-specific, except implying that the reader is a teenager... I may have gotten carried away, soft big brother Lucifer incoming.

TW: slight angst

Different yet the same... (Lucifer & Adoptive teen sibling reader)

Your shoes thud softly against the ground in the carpeted halls in the house of lamination. Your pace is slowed though you already have your destination in mind; Lucifer study. Your sure he's in there, he always is during the afternoon. Often doing paperwork assigned to him by diavolo that day.

This routine isn't unusual for you. The house gets too rambunctious, so you seek the tranquility and comfort of the eldests workspace.

It's the arguably quietest place in the house. with spells and enchants to make sure that the only thing heard within the space is the gently thrum of whatever cursed vinyl Lucifer happens to fancy that day.

Lucifer never seemed to care if you were there as long as you were quiet and didn't disrupt his work.

Yes, this isn't unusual for you... Yet today the circumstances for your visit are different.

The house isn't bustling. in fact, this is the most calm it's been in awhile: Mammon Is out gambling with the money he made from modeling, Levi is holed up in his room playing some new video game that just came out, Satan is out reading in a newly built library, Asmo is clubbing with Solomon, Beel is out at an all you can eat buffet, And belphie is napping in the planetarium.

You pause your thoughts when you make it to the grand mahogany door that holds Lucifer and his office behind it. Hand raising to knock on the door but falling short and stopping just before it makes contact.

Does he even want you in there? Maybe this whole time he hasn't, and is just too polite to tell you off.

Part of you realizes that that sentence sounds ridiculous. Lucifer never has a problem telling his siblings to leave him alone when he needs private time...

But you're not really his sibling, are you?

They're all so close to each other... They fought together, fell together, and survived together when devildom refused to accept them.

Your hand that was hovering just before the office door drops to your side, and you turn around the glance at the mirrors lining the hallway behind you. If you look hard enough, you can still picture the beautiful and pristine white of your wings.

.....

It was a few dumb decisions that got you banished from the celestial realm and made you fall from grace.

You were growing weary with the standards you had to constantly upkeep. The realm values excellence over anything, and they won't settle for any less. Angelic voices always ringing in your ears pushing you to be something you weren't; perfection.

It was that same weariness that blossomed into intrigue when you first heard the name 'Lucifer' be uttered. His name was always spoken with a hushed voice, as if he was some sort of deadly curse.

And when you begin poking around for more information about him you were quickly shut down...

Until you spoke to Simeon about it. Simeon had always been one of the most relaxed and understanding of all of the angels. And because he was so well liked and respected they let it slide.

So when you spoke to him about your curiosity, he was happy to divulge as much as he saw fit for your younger mind. Contrary to every other angel you talked to, he spoke about Lucifer with high regards. Often speaking about how kind and giving the morning star was, and still is, even if he doesn't always show it.

When you asked what happened to him he told you the truth. He fell from grace along with six other angels he was closest with. Though simeon told you he wasn't allowed to speak of why they fell from grace, he did however give you a key to access the vaults that held files on what you were looking for.

That's when you first began properly learning about the great celestial war.

It dazzled you're young mind, the thought of seven angels taking on the entirety of the celestial realm with such bravery. And although you weren't about to try and start a rebellion like Lucifer did, seeing him fight for what he thought was right encouraged you to begin declining the high expectations of the realm.

Everyday when you got free time, you would sneak back off to the vault to read more on the rebellion and war, while sneaking conversations with simeon in between.

It kept you content...

Until one day, you made the mistake of getting too comfortable and sloppy while sneaking off. Unfortunately, you were blissfully unaware of the fact that you had been spotted and were being followed the whole time.

It's safe to say the higher ups weren't pleased...

So they gave you two choses:

Stay and be held on trial for treason. Which who knows what would happen after you were inevitably found guilty.

Or be stripped of your grace and be banished to devildom...

You choose the latter...

So you fell...

And fell...

And fell some more...

Devildom was beautiful, and it's Prince was nothing short of gracious. A far cry from the pompous aristocrats of the celestial realm, and of course diavolo knew just where to stick you. Where else if not with the demon brothers? Considering your circumstance, you should get along swimmingly.

Yeah, no... it's safe to say they were not happy about the idea of a freshly fallen angel teenager stuck living with them. For the first couple of months they either avoided you like the plague, or were confrontational.

All but one... Lucifer.

He wasn't peachy with you, but he held an air of understanding with your situation. He allowed you to express your woes, and offered a guiding hand when you seemed stuck.

Eventually all of the brothers warmed up to you, and came to view you as their eighth sibling. Though you always had a hard time feeling like you fit...

.....

"I can see you standing out there, Y/n. Come in." Lucifer startles you out of your thoughts as he calls out to you from behind the door.

You grip the door handle and open the heavy wooden door. It squeaks on it's hinges, the sound normally doesn't bug you, but today it makes your anxiety spike. You look up from the ground and see Lucifer at his desk writing away at some paperwork, he raises his none occupied hand and gestures for you to have a seat on the leather chair off to the side in the room.

As you scuttle over and plant yourself in the chair, you fidget nervously with your hands. The room is quiet, too quiet. The only thing heard is the scratching of Lucifers quill against the paper.

"I take it you'd like to talk? You seem tense" Though he acknowledges you verbally, he continues to work on his paperwork. Despite this you know you have his full attention.

"I guess?.. I'm really not sure." you shuffle around in your seat to get comfortable. He hums in thought.

Maybe you should've just gone to your room and dealt with your feelings yourself... He seems so busy, he shouldn't have to deal with your self-consciousness.

"tell me what's on your mind, Y/n..."

His voice has that certain tone to it, the closest it gets to 'soft'. You feel your self doubt fade away slightly... So you decide to spill your guts.

"I guess I've just been feeling a little out of place lately? Like I don't really fit in anywhere in the family..." Your voice falls to a hesitant whisper at the end.

Lucifers writing halts but he doesn't look at you yet. It feels like he already knows where this conversation is going. A light sigh falls from his mouth.

"elaborate."

You pause and think about how you want to respond. the topic is uncomfortable for you to approach, but it weighs heavy on your shoulders, so it's better to talk about it then let yourself stew...

"it's just... the seven of you are so close, you've been together for your entire life. You guys didn't even know me when I was still in the celestial realm, I was kinda just placed here after i fell from grace because there was nowhere else for me to go..." You pause for a moment and look to the ground, avoiding Lucifers gaze. "I feel like I don't belong..."

There's a silence that falls over the room as you finish your rant, only thing heard is your shuddery breathing and the scuff of Lucifers chair being pushed away from his desk. You hear here the sound of his dress shoes approach you, but you don't look up from the ground. Scared you'll meet his gaze and be ment with a lecture about how you need to be more secure with yourself.

You fidget a bit more when he stops in front of you, his shoes now in your vision as you continue to avoid looking at him properly. Two gloved fingers swoop into your view as well when he gently places them under your chin, tilting your head up carefully.

When you meet his gaze, your surprised to see his eyes half lidded with sympathy and understanding. His other hand coming up to gently run through your hair to clear it from you face, before falling to rest your shoulder in a grounding grip.

You both stay silent for a short while, before Lucifer speaks.

"how long have you felt like this?" His words are simple, but encourage you to delve deeper into your feelings.

"For awhile... I have a hard time feeling like I'm even slightly related to you guys sometimes" to your surprised, a light laugh falls from Lucifers mouth at this.

"none of us are related by blood, When has that ever made a difference?"

"that's not what I mean... Not biologically, more like our experiences feel so different, and you're all so close in age... I don't know" Lucifers gaze grows serious as he addresses you with a firm tone.

"Y/n, I know we don't always express it, but we all cherish you greatly. We may not share the same experiences, but we're still cut from the same cloth... We're family, Y/n" he pauses for a moment and sighs. "Why didn't you come to me if this was bothering you? We could've spoken about it sooner"

You gently push his hand away and he backs up to allow you to stand. Once standing, you hug your arms close to your body and shift your weight around nervously.

"it shouldn't be your job to deal with my emotions, you already have enough to deal with-" he quickly cuts you off.

"as your eldest brother it is my job to help you through things like this, my duties come second always. Y/n, you can always rely on me."

his firm response leaves no room for argument, and with his unusual sentiment, a dam breaks in you.

You take a few steps towards him and hug him close, sniffling lightly.

"I love you, Lucifer..."

His hands hover for a second, before gently pulling you closer.

"I love you too, Y/n"

[roninkairi]

MOVIE REVIEW- Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire (Mild Spoiler Alert About Phoebe Included)

Let me get something off of my chest before we begin: I've been apprehensive about taking sites like Rotten Tomatoes or IGN seriously when it comes to reviews. I mean, I am aware that the purpose of the former is to show the average score of a movie among critics but I rarely take it at face value. (Hence my enjoyment of "The Super Mario Bros. Movie") and as for the latter, the quick summary of their review gave off the wrong kind of vibes, as if the person who wrote it was expecting some sort of Citizen Kane level masterpiece. And I get it, a lot of people set their expectations for a Ghostbusters movie, ANY movie, high. MAybe sometimes a little too high. For me, a good indication of whether or not I want to see a film is how the trailer portrays it. When I saw the trailers for Madame Web, for example, I wasn't too sure if it was something ! would want to see willingly in the theaters and, judging by critic and audience responses, my decision not to see it was well founded. The trailers for Frozen Empire however had the opposite effect, and I'm glad it did, as it really is a good movie all things considered.

Taking place about 3 years after the events of "Afterlife", the story returns us back to NYC where it all began: The Spenglers and Gary Grooberson have moved into the firehouse and take over the operations of the business, while Winston has opened up a new research center in Brooklyn (seriously, Brooklyn? I'm sure Queens would have had some better spots nearby.) However, the story begins to pick up steam once Ray acquires a relic that houses something decidedly sinister and soon, it will require both new and old team members to stop the threat.

The main story of course focuses on Phoebe and her rather rebellious streak (yeah, we all reached that part in our teen years when we thought we knew better) but surprisingly enough, Ray is also part of the story as sort of a mentor figure to Phoebe and Podcast (who, like Lucky, have become interns in the company as a way to explain why they are in New York). Both of them find themselves in a situation where they are sidelined because of their actions out on the field but for different reasons. Its interesting to note since we never really got to see much of Ray's interactions in the first two movies (of course the video games counter this) and Phoebe's character is slowly fleshed out more; here she is quick to anger, seems more assured of herself and more impulsive, which gets her into trouble. In short: she's a teen with a unlicensed nuclear accelerator on her back and a chip on her shoulder. Oddly enough though, she is the one sibling between herself and Trevor who seems to have gotten more attention in the potential romance department. While it's good to see Lucky return, I wished they had tried to further the potential relationship between herself and Trevor, as hinted at in the end of the previous movie. But for the purposes of the story, it's Phoebe and her maybe-girlfriend that we get to explore (yes, you read that right but I won't elaborate further since that is a big Twinkie to digest). Trevor gets relegated to a mini side story with an old ghost friend however...

That's another thing I wanted to touch on, the side stories themselves. Kumali Ali Nanjiani, one of the supporting cast members, said in an interview this movie drew inspiration from The Real Ghostbusters" cartoon series and in many aspects, it feels that way. The tone of each plot point, while seemingly independent, can at times feel like it could be part of a TV show narrative; from the cold opening to Ray's investigation into the legend of Garakka, if the film was indeed a portal into making a limited series it would fit right in. We are left with wanting to see more about the new lab that Winston has set up, the new tech guy, even more about the library but we only have so much time. And you want to see more of the Spengler/Grooberson family dynamic but we got an evil ghost god to contend with. Its a fun ride though, especially towards the end. But if we only got 20 MORE MINUTES, oh the possibilities. Does this mean its bad? No, its a good film. This is something you can definitely sit down and enjoy. But you will want more lore out of it. And hopefully when the next film comes out (and lets face it we will get one sooner or later) we will see the story take more risks. The good kind of risks too.

And MAYBE Phoebe and Trevor go on a double date.

[badwolfoncomingstorm]

Let's talk about Mean Girls

Ok, look. Admittedly I have trauma regarding the original Mean Girls movie. I was in high school in the early 2000s as this movie came out, so I was forced to watch that movie so many times I grew to despise it. I thought every character was a terrible person (and still do), and my high school experience was so far removed from that movie I couldn't even begin to relate.

Fast-forward to about a year or two ago when I first experienced the music from Mean Girls the Musical. While nothing earth shattering, it is admittedly WAY better than one would expect from Mean Girls the Musical. I am particularly fond of "I See Stars," "I'd Rather Be Me," and "Fearless."

Now I have to admit, I have not seen the musical. I had tickets to go see it, but when the day came, I was too disincentivized to actually see it because of my hate for the movie. I have seen some clips on YouTube, but that's it.

So when they made Mean Girls the Musical the Movie (lol), I checked it out from my local library (Go libraries!!! They have all sorts of cool shits like DVDs of movies you kind of want to see, but refuse to spend any money on. Support you local libraries!!). Here are some of my thoughts.

It's cool they got the Broadway Regina to reprise her role. I wish more of the stars were from the Broadway cast, particularly Barrett Wilbert Weed (ugh her voice is so good.) Auliʻi Cravalho is a pretty good replacement though. All the singers are great. The acting's pretty decent too.

2. Lol, those are supposed to be High Schoolers??????

(The Part where I rant about songs since it is a musical after all)

3. First, I really miss Fearless. I think you lose a lot of Gretchen's character when you lose that song. You also lose a lot of the message of being, well, Fearless, and not being afraid to be yourself.

4. The loss of the song "More is Always Better." I do think this is another loss of character this time for Cady and Aaron. It's one of the turning points for her and well, frankly gives Aaron any character at all besides being an object of desire who is apparently decent at math. Finally, it gives us the set-up for "I See Stars." That song makes way less sense without this one. (Cut "Sexy" instead if you need to cut a song since that one has absolutely no plot or character relevance. So Karen is dumb and hot. We knew that. But no, we'd rather have hot 20 somethings skimpily clad dancing sexily than deeper character development 🙄)

5. The adaptation of "I'd Rather be Me." Oof. This song is the very first one I heard on the Broadway soundtrack, and is basically the main reason I looked in to the show at all. It's a REAL banger, and Barrett Wilbert Weed KILLS it. This is basically my life motto and I can listen to this song on repeat for a long time. It's a power song about the power of just being yourself and not being afraid of what others think of you. And the movie does it.... weird? Look, I get that it's a movie and you can't just have the character stand there and sing to the camera, but this is a song by Janis to the girls of the high school. And by the end, they are singing with her, agreeing with her message. But here, she's only with the girls for the first verse. Then she's just running around singing to the camera while barging through random classrooms for no reason. And in the movie, she's singing it to be petty and bitchy, rather than the self-confidence of "I don't need you and I won't stoop to your level, and I am perfectly ok with just being myself, no matter what." I highly recommend you check out this video. It's a much better portrayal of this song.

6. Ok, "I See Stars." Like, "I'd Rather Be Me," it starts off great with Cady using it to apologize to her classmates and tell them how beautiful they all are. But then she... stops? Just stops singing the song and some rando takes over singing it in the background???? That song is like the core message of your story. It's about how EVERYONE is a beautiful and unique. And it culminates with the whole school joining in for a powerful moment of acceptance of both yourself and others around you. Instead, you get some lame dialog and Janis and Damian shoe-horning in the message of "Be Nice" at the end. Just let them sing the song!!! It does such a better job of conveying the message without beating you condescendingly over the head with it.

7. (Ok, it was fun that they got Tina Fey and Tim Meadows back. Also a Lindsay Lohan cameo. Nice homage to the original).

I get why a lot of the changes were made. It's hard to adapt a Broadway production into film and I'm sure a lot of these things were cut for time. I know I have trauma surrounding this story, but honestly I would say skip it and just go check out the soundtrack of the Broadway version instead. There's basically nothing new added to the story with this adaptation and while I appreciate the ability to check out some version of the musical without a show needing to be playing in my city and needing to buy tickets, but honestly, I didn't have that good of time. I was playing on my phone the whole time and whenever I did look up for a song I love, I was just disappointed.

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk lol

[mellarkably]

I 100% agree with ur predictions. It’s what I am leaning more towards too. The only thing still unclear to me is the Ben promo pic looking at Devi in her locker, would go ahead and assume it’s after NYC when they’re finally besties again. The pic of them studying or some sorts is still unclear to me which episode but will go ahead and say around 406. And that random clip of Devi in a bed (? with a metallic outfit on it must be from the NYC episode. There’s a lot of things I’m still confused about but I agree with ur theories and how everything gets a conclusion.

I think that Devi/Paxton scene is the only one explicitly romantic they’ll get because it will serve as a conclusion for their arc. The writers high key closed their arc well on Season 3 and the only reason Paxton is a coach is to keep Darren in the finale season. That’s very clear. But their arc was pretty much completed.

Devi and Ben for sure will have sex again after prom on Devi’s room but this time it won’t be like 401 because they are clear on it and Devi isn’t doing it out of rush but there’s a lot of love and softness in it. We might even see the after match of them being calm and not longer the awkwardness after their first time.

I even thought about how in that Jaren and Maitreyi celebration video for their last scene. Mait is wearing the corsage but not her updo hairstyle from prom so it must be another attempt at prom. A clever person said that it looks like it could be her graduation dress since Devi is wearing her hair down similarly to that video but the outfit is covered by the red graduation gown so this could be the same episode of their graduation (Devi gets to be valedictorian) and Ben prepares a “retry” of prom for her.

*I might go further and say the library scene is a flash toward scene to college.

hello anon! glad to hear you agree with my predictions.

the promo pic i think you're talking about (inserted below) is actually from 406! so yes, it's after the club fight in 405, which im still assuming is nyc since the settings for every scene in this episode seems different than the show's usual sets. he seems very fond of her here and i assume they're engaging in their routine locker banter. its what gave me the impression that they patch things up after the club incident.

as for the pic of them studying which i am also putting below (correct me if its not the one you're talking about) its from 409. the same episode as prom. im assuming its before because i don't really see them placing prom at the beginning of an episode, but it could be possible that it's the morning after he climbs into her window and whatever happens after.

devi in this outfit still has me confused. she looks amazing, but it's clear its in some effort to seduce a guy, im assuming. i do agree with you about it being in nyc, although im not sure. my guess? she's decorated ethan's hotel room to have sex with him. its giving the same vibes as devi trying to have sex with des. again, don't know what and why or how this fits into the main plot, but i guess we'll see. it doesn't help that i can't seem to figure out which episode this is in.

you're much more hopeful than me to believe the supply closet scene is their only romantic scene. considering she's already romantically involved with ethan in the first half of the season, id say that makes sense considering the time we have left to develop ben and devi. but this show always throws me off-guard so fingers crossed its true! really did feel like they closed off their arc in s3 but i guess some closure is allowed, still it just feels like dragging atp.

agree on prom! if not sex, some form of intimacy has to happen. whether its a really honest pillow talk, or a full on romantic scene, we'll have to wait till june to see.

you're very right about her hair! although it could be just the actress letting her hair down after filming. about the dress, it seems to be a part of an american eagle campaign which she was a part of, so i don't know if its as much a graduation dress as just a part of maitreyi's wardrobe. i could be wrong though and regardless, am holding out hope for a prom redo of sorts.

the library scene could very much be a flash forward! i actually think that makes the most sense. considering the timeline.

[mcalhenwrites]

For what it's worth, I want to read your writing! lack of audience can really get to a writer but I feel sometimes one needs to be reminded of why they write? Are you writing for yourself or to please strangers, which I get is obviously important for motivation and as a professional worker but I guess what I'm trying to say is don't be too down about it. I appreciate your hard work and amazing stories.

For what it's worth, I want to read your writing! Thank you, anon, that means a lot to me!

I agree with "write for yourself", because you'll never please other people/have to select who you want to please, and that's never going to end well. You can't please everyone. I used to be in the Tales series fandom, and I'd have mixed feelings about some of the games that contradicted the way others felt. I liked some of the lesser known/older games for the same reasons people hated them. So as a creator, you have to think about what feels right to yourself. It's good advice, but I have seen it taken out of context. (For the record, I don't see that happening here, because you do clarify that it's harder when you're stepping into the profession. I'll get into that in a minute, if that's okay!)

That said, I think there needs to be a distinction between writing and sharing. Writing is a process for myself, but the career aspect is stressful and straining and honestly feels hopeless most days. I hate the idea that every single part of a story needs to be about the plot, because the formulaic ways of the publishing industry don't work for every story, every writer. I think the existence of fanfic is proof enough of that, actually! So many of us love fics that cover what might have happened behind the scenes or just… we'll read fifteen different stories of the same tropes for a single ship. And tbh, I think a lot of writers - including myself - really prefer to have more canon included than the publishing industry has room for.

I'm trying to find a middle balance, personally. I want to share! I'm an avid reader, and if no one had shared, what would I have read growing up? Plus the want of financial stability, which is pressure I sincerely despise. I'd happily share everything for free if I had $100k-$120k a year for the rest of my life so I could have my house, healthcare, 3-5 cats, garden, video games, and home library. xD

Sharing is actually pretty difficult for me. I barely showed anyone my work until I was in my mid-twenties. I started writing stories down at age seven. I'm now in my thirties. But sharing is something I want to do and it doesn't get easier after all this time of trying to spread my work. Past the perfectionism (I am definitely working on this and have already made improvements) and the history of bullying I've had over my writing (of which there's been a lot). Overcoming all of that is tough. Which means I feel a little extra sensitive to the idea that if something of mine isn't getting traction, it's confirmation of all the times someone mocked my writing or vaguetweeted by a BNF to make fun of fics I'd just posted. And while I'm starting to realize that some of that likely comes from jealousy - not necessarily that I'm a great writer that poses a threat, but just that my writing means that I might take attention from them in the fandom (which is not how that works) - it's still so hard to stop thinking, "What if they were right?" when I don't get any or very few likes/reblogs or kudos/comments, etc.

I have worked very hard to be a better writer, thinking I could escape that. Now I'm beginning to recognize that that hard work has paid off, but I was also never as bad as everyone made me feel (including myself). I want to keep working hard, because my standards for myself are high.

My writing makes me so happy, I can't describe how much. So even through all the pain above? I still do it. I just think that maybe there needs to be more separation between writing and the results of that ever reaching the public eye. (Most of my writing doesn't. I write a lot. XD)

Sorry to get a little real there. And so lengthy, ugh! I never can say things briefly.

Thank you for reading out, though, and thank you for reading my writing. There are more people reading my works than I know, but sometimes I fear that I'm the only one who will want what I'm making.

I've had IRL and health issues bringing me down too, which overlapped with stressing out over the editing of the next chapter of the story I've been posting. That chapter wasn't making me happy, so I'm taking a break, ignoring it a few days, and going back with fresh eyes later. So that all was knocking down my mood, and seeing only one person comment on the latest chapter, I was like, "Oh, maybe I'm just making a big old mess of this story"… perhaps because I see the mess in my head? Every possible path I threw out, every scene I want to write but won't fit in the story, every part I feel is lacking, every bit of character and world info, etc. Is that translating into something coherent on the page, I wonder, and… it's a lot to think about.

Sorry for TL;DR on this answer, and again: thank you. ;A;

[stillthewc]

YEAR OF THE FANGAN - MARCH EDITION

ꕥ DREADNOUGHT DESPAIR ꕥ

The TV Tropes Fanworks page officially strikes again! Because I lean towards fics advertised on there with character pages (as usually that indicates the characters aren't solely there to be picked off), Dreadnought Despair's been on my radar for a while. And, unsurprisingly, it exceeded expectation.

Now, in terms of the cast, I love these guys. Due to the "cozy" way of telling the story (aka focusing moreso on building relationships amongst the cast than an overarching plot about the killing game Hope's Chains style), there's space in the narrative to explore different character dynamics. Because of that, the class bounces off one another super well, and allows my faves more time to show off their fun personalities without having to keep up with a fast-paced story.

However, despite the strong cast and chill vibes, my favorite part of this fangan is easily how it presents itself.

I think the best place to start off with is the visuals, because the blog for this story looks damn gorgeous. Each character is given really nice character portraits that can even indicate in-the-moment actions the characters are taking (for example, Ishi being held back from doing something by Vash), the textboxes are colour-coded to each character, and there's even gifs for small things like maps during FTEs.

But my admiration for the presentation doesn't end with the visuals alone. The fic takes on a Last Resort / Apex Academy style of navigating (something that makes FTEs a lot funner imo), mixed media like videos and audio clips are sprinkled through the story, and foreign lines from characters like Gugalanna and Seigfried have pop-up translations if you hover over them. Hell, apparently there was a viewer poll for a decision made in the story at one point!

All of this culminates in what's easily my favorite part of this fangan: the trial segment. Now, I've played through my fair share of fun interactive trials in my hayday (aka Eden's Garden and Apex Academy, and that's literally it so far), but this has got to be the most impressive one imo. Alongside incorporating several of the things mentioned above, it also has somewhat-branching routes, fun pieces of dialogue when you get something wrong, and full-on minigames!?!?!? Seriously, the author deserves an actual prize for that Anagram Argument / Panic Talk Action segment (even if I wished the latter didn't kick my dumb ass back to the start of it when I got a choice wrong, rip 😭)

Seriously, go read it and experience everything first-hand! I promise you won't regret it!

FORMAT: Written

WHERE TO FIND IT: The hellsite itself, Tumblr

FAVORITE MOMENT: The library meeting, where most of the class discusses their motive. A lot of small pieces of insight are given about the secondary characters, it allows for more fun dynamics to blossom, and one character gets a pretty interesting reveal.

FAVORITE CHARACTER: Jurou Takahashi, a guy with a shitty mall goth aesthetic who's actually a good ol' country boy who makes flower arrangements as his talent. An absolute sweetheart just doing his best, and I adore him for it 💖

OTHER STANDOUT CHARACTERS: Tiffani Fairfax, the cranky, sarcastic technical support specialist whose cynical take on things is a blast to read, and Nikola Ragnvaldsson, a TV pitchman who does his best to mask his panicky nature with a smile, something he's really, really bad at doing.

[eldritch-queern-magicat]

So there are things that happened since childhood with our system shenanigans that help explain things, like why my mind seems so warped. I introject from every story I get attached to. I'm not sure how to even turn it off at this point. So with all the media on our Dish Network plan, well. Oh, here we go...

See, when I got a little bit older, my parents decided it was ok for me to watch other anime that was a bit more mature. I got attached to the protagonists, and sometimes the antagonists. I deeply loved anime. Well, generally, I loved cartoons, as long as they weren't like extra brain-rottingly stupid. I did love wacky hijinks from a young age, though, thank you, Boomerang. I had started on Pokémon at about age six. It was grand.

During middle school, as I finally caved some to peer pressure, I started really watching Disney sitcoms. I sort of made myself like them, though in a certain way, Hannah Montana actually did appeal to me. Plus there was music and Billy Ray Cyrus. Prior to that, I only really enjoyed sci-fi, fantasy, or mystery shows.

The chaos of combining those all together in my head is something even I'm struggling to comprehend. It was complete and utter chaos. Charles helped by inadvertently teaching me to embrace my inner weird and inner nerd in middle school. He also actively encouraged my own love of video games. We met in my sixth grade year, and he just so happened to live on the other side of the same community I was in.

And I didn't have anyone around until high school to tell me I was being immature for doing stuff like playing make-believe as a teenager. Blame my youngest aunt, she has this whole superiority complex about her and really looks down on my dad. Not that I let her totally stop me, I just got even better at doing it in secret. I had to tone down playing with my younger cousins some over time, but my personal shenanigans were almost ramped up as a consequence. We still had a big yard to play and run around in. It was flat, but still fun (I really missed the mountains).

Other parts have mentioned reading a good part of Death Note at that time. And having read much of the manga in the library, or at least giving it a shot. I have bought manga from my school's book fair. I became obsessed with manga, and even watched anime in subtitles online. It wasn't all dark like Death Note, of course. There were lighter ones like Fruits Basket.

All of that going on, when I began learning to channel my ideas into stories and teaching myself how to draw. My favorite media had so much impact on plot and character ideas, because of the specific impact they had on me as a person. Those characters were the many ways my parts came out to express themselves. Even now, most prominent characters were self-inserts.

For one Christmas, I got Kingdom Hearts 365/2 Days. That became a very deep love of mine, and the dissociation explains perfectly why I identified actually pretty hard with the Nobodies. Then Charles let me borrow Final Fantasy VII Advent Children to watch.

From there, specifically because of those two fandoms I still love, I met the person I later thought was my ‘twin flame’ over Quizilla. Our general friendship goes back over eleven years. We met in person once, in 2017. It was fun, but we had built up a whole fantasy around each other before the end of the delusions. My mind was always geared towards fantasy as an escape. She was in a similar situation, but her parents were the awful ones most of the time.

My life has been nothing but chaos and it's reflected in my headspace. It feels like living in constant liminality. Unless you have a map, it's even easy to get lost. It's like I have a whole little universe in myself. Like. A miniverse. There is a miniverse in my head.

(Started by Elo, and worked on by Thyme.)

-Bryan 💀😺

[armyhome]

Lost In Your Love Story | Yeonjun

⇢ summary: Hwa Suji is a very skilled makeup artist who works at her best friend's salon, serving major Korean entertainment companies and that includes the artists she is a fan of: Tomorrow x Together! One day when protecting one of the members, she ends up having a car accident that takes her to another universe! The universe of your favorite fanfic called "Winter Song" but the thing is, life is not a strawberry, her new universe got a target on her back, she's the villain and has no idea how survive this cannon.

⇢ pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Hwa Suji.

⇢ Chapter 1 : Life is not a strawberry.

⇢ Chapter 2 : Love is a Disease.

⇢ Chapter 3 : Made a little cookie...

⇢ Chapter 4 / 5 / 6

⇢ Chapter 7 : Why Don't You Stay?

⇢Chapter 8: Beyond this universe

Chapter [09/16] : I know I love you

I barely sleep that night and was up before 7 am, the story has changed in a brutal way, the video leaked last evening was not part of the cannon, Yeonjun was in love with me, Yuri putting as an evil person, the cannon was destroyed! How does this happen? Why and when? There's no story that I can use as a base to this situation, I try to remember manhwas, dramas, romance book plots, and nothing, the villain never became the female lead, or I couldn't remember a similar thing in a love story. So I run to the only place I maybe, found answers: the library! 

I look over and over again all shelf by shelf, without finding anything, so my eyes finally stopped, it was a Winter song, and right next to that Winther song: The warm heart of the Snow Queen, holy mother! I try to read like I have a photography memory, it was another history, how did I end up as a female lead? Yuri was really a villain now? And that guy on the beach was…

"Hwa Suji?" I look at the one they were calling me, and it was him, our eyes connected and this makes my arm hair shiver, how could In't recognize it? He was Yeonjun's stalker "Do you need any help?" I put the books fast in my bag.

"No, I was just doing some research, I'm helping a friend with his photograph project, and the concept is romantic you know, just getting the vibe..." Sound's calm Hwa Suji, calm!

"Oh, that's why that wedding photo yesterday!" Does he seem to relive? 

"Yeah, even my mom believes, I think I'm doing a great job!" He smiles, don't show that you are afraid Suji "I got go now…"

"O right!" He put his hands and his pockets "Come back every time you need! I heard about the video last night! I'm sorry for you to have to be pass-thru so many shits because of that liar.."

"It's okay, I'm strong, well see you later!"I run out there, my heart was beating so fast that I could feel the pulse in my head.

Breath Suji, what he was doing here too? Does that mean Yeonjun is in danger? I walk thru the university halls, and notice, the pictures of me all full of cursing were replaced with Yuri's pictures full of cursing, I take them off the wall and put them in the trash.

"Humiliation teaches nothing!" I scream and everyone looks at me, I see Ji Eun crossing the hall in my direction, she was worried.

"First of all, where were you this morning? Yeonjun almost collapse looking for you! And me too! Second, why in the part you're defending her? She deserves this! Did you watch the video?"

"I was in the library of the university this morning, to think and calm myself down"I hold Ji Eun's hand "Humiliation is not the answer, never! Where is Yeonjun?"

"In the park line, next to your car!"

"Okay, see you later unnie!"I  go in the park line direction, all students are looking at me with sorry faces, being a female lead was so awkward oh my. 

Yeonjun was waiting for leaning in my car, the man he was really a manhwa character, all dressed in black, a big jacket, and sunglasses, so handsome!  He takes his glasses off when he sees me, and when I'm close enough, he hugs me, being in his arms was like being transported to another dimension.

"I'm so sorry that I was sleeping this night, and for not believing in you that time, how could I be so blind?" Was so warm in Yeonjun's arms, and his perfume… Focus Suji, we had to do what was right first.

"It's okay, the circumstance was not the best, nothing in my favor, but I got to ask you something, Yuri's address..." He looks surprised "I wanna do for her, what I wish they have done to me, listen to her side..."

"Do you think that this video has an explanation?" 

"Everything has an explanation, but sometimes is not what we wanna hear..." I was not being completely honest, and this hurt my heart a little bit. 

But all romances have formulas, to the development of the plot, apparently, I just let myself be guided by the writer unknowingly, but now that a dangerous stalker shows up, I can not give myself the privilege to continue being a guide for the writer. I need to be ready, and Yuri probably has answers to help me with that, Yeonjun writes the address.

"You wanna me to go too?" He looks at me all worried, and I already wanna get back to his arms, put yourself together woman!

"There's no need, see you later okay at home okay?" I kiss his forehead and get in the car. 

When I park in front of Yuri's house I observe the neighborhood, which was similar to the one I lived in real life, with Ji Eun, there was no bell in the gate, so I clap. 

"Yuri! That's me, Suji!" No one answers, she is here, I know that, I open my car window and press the car horn "Yuri I'm not leaving before you talk to me!"Five minutes later she shows up. 

"What are you doing here?"Oh, she was mad, like was my fault for her lies!

"I wanna hear your side, understand why you did this!"She sighs, oh please girl don't make me regret "Can I go inside?" She opens the gate and the door without inviting me to in she comeback inside "Thank you!"

Her house was small like mine was before the salon became famous, with book all over the floor, they were about Korean literature, and there is no couch in the living room, she sits on the floor, and look at me daring me to do the same, poor her, she doesn't know me! I sit just like her, Yuri tries to hide her surprise, but because her eyes were perceptible 'Let's start from the begging! Why did you wet yourself?"

"You know wasn't me! " Yuri almost screams. 

"So who did and why?" I ask trying to calm myself, her attitude was not helping.

"Don't play silly with me when you send him!" Don't roll your eyes, Suji. 

"If I did that, why I would be here Yuri?" She realizes her confusion. 

"I don't know, to play the good one?" I look into her eyes.

"Really? Me? Playing the good one? Who did this to you, Yuri? And why do you think I send him, is he next to me or something?" Taehyun would never do that, Soobin liked her, Beomgyun was too busy, and Yeonjun never too. So she snorts. 

"Everybody on the campus knows that the library guy is your biggest fan Suji when he shows up telling me to stop or disturb your happiness! That's why I assume that you, even for indirect paths was guilty of that" He was my fan… "And after that he starts to be all over places, watching if I would do something with you, like in the travel, why did you bring him?"

"I never talked to him before today, I have to go to the library for the first time..." I try to breathe "It was he that filmed Ji Eun and Taehyun's conversation?" She doesn't answer and starts to blush.       

"That was me, I was mad cause Yeonjun was looking bothered by the fact that you runway with that cute guy, I did it without thinking about the consequences I'm sorry, and didn't work in the end because Yeonjun ends things with two days ago..." The stalker was not there to observe Yuri, he was looking for me, Hueningkai was not part of his plan, and he didn't know, until that moment about, my feelings for Yeonjun, but Yuri's video exposed this, he posts Yuris video to do revenge in my name? "Suji, say something.."

"He was not there for you, he was stalking me" Her expression was worried "He posted your video, he spoke with me about this..." If he is a stalker and knows that I'm in love with Yeonjun "Yeonjun is in danger, I got to go!" I didn't listen to what she said, I run for my car and start to call Yeonjun's cell phone, over and over again, driving like crazy in the university's direction "Please answer the phone, answer the dam phone Yeonjun!" I give up so I call Ji Eun she picks up the first signal.

"WHY ARE YOU IN THE YURI'S HOUSE?" She screams on the other side of the line.

"Unnie, listen to me, where is Yeonjun?" Please be with him, please be with him.

"He receives a message saying that Yuri was planning to do something bad with you, he goes out running, I'm at the apartment with you, where are you, Suji?" It was hard to breathe. 

"It was a lie, I'm fine, he is the one in danger, a stalker, I can't explain right now, can you put Taehyun in the line?" She didn't answer, I heard her passing the phone "Tae?"

"Yes, I'm ready." His voice was serious, my tears running down my face.

"You remember how to track someone's phone?" 

"Yes noona, give me a minute" I park on the shoulder waiting for his answer "I'm sending Yeonjun localization right now on your phone! I'm going there too!" I take a deep breath and focus on Suji, you can't lose him again. 

"Okay, see you there!" I turned back to the road taking the way back, never in my life, I drive so fast, Ayrton Senna would be proud.

GPS guide me to a dumping ground, and my blood froze in my veins, Yeonjun misophobia, did he find out? How? I look at the back sit and like magic, a baseball bat emerges. 

"You got to be kidding me," I say looking up as the author could hear me, okay Suji chill, you unless got a weapon, and you were the best in your taekwondo class in elementary school, you're cool and Yeonjun is in danger, he needs you. I get off the car with my baseball bat in my hand and start to follow on my feet the red dot in my cell phone. In the middle of the dumping ground has three sheds, eenie meenie mine, I started but some guys appear, they are all dressed in suits.

"This princess is lost guys, let's guide her home, like the gentleman we are" When the first one advances on me, deflection skillfully, and punches his stomach, the second one I bit with my baseball bat in his...I make a home run! In the third, I give the best high kick, and I hit his head, In the fourth one I use his tie to unbalance him and give him an elbow in his back, so just rest the one who looks like the boss, I punch his face with all my strength, all this in seconds! I'm Vincenzo! I hold the boss for his tie "Dimmi dov'è il mio ragazzo?" (Say where is my boyfriend?)

With his hand shaking he appoints the sheds in the right one "Okay, I will need your belt" He looks at me not believing "NOW"

The boss takes his belts faster as possible. Okay, weirdo get yourself ready cause I'm coming for your head!  When I enter the place is dark, and the difference of light makes my eyes take a fell second to adapt, when my vision focused again I see the stalker holding Yeonjun for his hair, he is all tied up, and unconscious, I will kick that bastard ass so hard that he will have to crawl for the rest of his life.

"You don't know how to see you like this for him breaks my heart." His voice was so calm.

"Don't worry, I'll break your legs too, so you won't be able to feel the pain in your heart!"He laughs out loud, and I remember Hueningkai talking about evil laugh, he was right I do not have one "Now let him go this is between us"

"Oh no Suji, is not just about between us, I'm tired of Yeonjun taking everything that is mine!" The memory of the day of the accident hit me, he screamed at Yeonjun that should be "First my song, later my debut, and now my girl!" He shakes Yeonjun's head.

"First of all, I'm not your girl! Second has legal ways to get back a song, Third and last, is the company that chooses who gonna debut" His eyes seem lost for a second and then come back to have focus. 

"You're just lost, cause you're in love with him, but don't worry the poison on his system will kill him soon, so we don't have to worry anymore!" Poison? The feeling of losing Yeonjun makes the petals in my stomach climb thru my through, I vomit, entire tulips, and they are full of my blood. Yeonjun didn't confess his feelings or decline mine. I keep vomiting for minutes, if I keep this way me and Yeonjun gonna die, the crazy guys leave Yeonjun and walk to hold me "See baby, this will all be gone, and this poison will kill him soon" He shows the bottle, and I thank for the author for making me watching so many chemistry classes, cause now I know to make an antidote, I recompose myself and when I see the stalker relax too, I attack. I try not to get blind by anger but seeing Yeonjun unconscious didn't help, so I remember that I have to do an antidote soon, I tied up the stalker, using my scout knot, and start to search for his stuff the ingredients, or similar bases.    

I just found a rusty thermos bottle in that place, I put all the ingredients inside, and my hands are shaking, When I finish I hold Yeonjun's chest against me, keeping his head high, I open his mouth and make sure that his drinking everything. 

"I'm so sorry Jun" My heart was breaking into pieces "If you were with Yuri nothing of this would be happening" I cry and kiss his forehead If on that day I wasn't later he would found that guy in the hall if he didn't feel the need to explain to me the car accident wouldn't happening, if I follow the history how it was, this wouldn't be happening.

"Please don't regret choosing me yet!" He says, he stays in my arms but his arms were around me too, holding me with strength "When I thought that you're in danger, I realize that I didn't say that I love you!" Yeonjun sits between my legs, and looks in my eyes holding my face in his hand "You're my savvier, there's no place in this world that I feel more love, more loved, and that I love more to be in! I love you Hwa Suji!"

Then he kiss me and was like the world stops, I didn't hear the police sirens or my friend's voice, the world was all about me and Yeonjun.   

_

Beomgyu put me and Yeonjun in the same hospital room so he can check both of us at the same time and we don't piss him off with our concerns about each other. The news got the CCTV of the dumping ground, so all Koreans are seeing me kicking that guy's asses. And they got the part when I ask for my boyfriend's localization and gave themselves the work of translating, NICE!

"So, I'm your boyfriend?" Yeonjun asks laying at my side, his face in a red tone. 

"I already told you that you can not lay in my bed!" He holds my arm.

"I can't, I'm your boyfriend, that's our first day, I need to be close to you" Yeonjun hug me. 

"Be careful with the needle in your arm" I warn but he keeps hugging me anyway, so I make myself comfortable in his arms.

"So it was true at the last..." I hear my mom's voice interrupting our moment, we jump to the opposite extremes of the bed "Darling, why him? He doesn't have a stable job" Yes that's absolutely my mom, talking about another person like he is not in the room. 

"Mom, I don't have a stable job, remember?" I hold Yeonjun's hand.

"Yeah, but in the future, you gonna work with us, if Yeonjun had chosen his family legacy, and decided to become a doctor, he heir this hospital with his Hyung, which would be another story!" Oh lord, she sounds like Hueningkai's mom, I hold Yeonjun's hand with strength. 

"Mom I can't live without him" Yeonjun looks at him without believing my words.

"Omoni I can't live without her" Oh my, we're so corny, I love him "And I'm pretty sure that I'll build a stable musician career..." He will, I know.

"And I already take my first step and will realize a makeup brand thru Hwa Cosmetics, I'll make everything from the composition to the marketing"I hold my mom's hand "I'm a woman now, you have to trust me, I know how to defend myself!"

So five guys enter the rooms, I was waiting for them.

"Yes omoni," Parallel 38 says "Look at this purple eye right here" He points to his face "Noonim made this" So Beomgyun enters the room looking nervous.

" Do you call these guys?" By his voice tone, he is mad at me.

"Yes" I answer and mom hides behind me  "They will be my store security guard if they don't wanna be sue, and of course after being properly trained." Everybody in the room looks at me like I was insane, may I was, is that thing, that keeps your friends close, and your enemies closer, that lunatic will never put anyone that I love in danger again.

[moodymisty]

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𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔒𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔴:

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Deciding to take Despair for a joyride

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Strife comfort

Cute domestic moment with Death

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Death's Reaper form meets Reader

Strife and his favorite human have a moment alone (NSFW)

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Love on Death (NSFW)

Death returning to the one he abandoned post Well of Souls, Part 1, Part 2

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"Tree in Bloom" A Strife/Fem!Reader Series

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"Death's Door" A Death/Fem!Reader oneshot

SFW, Only warning is Death is a crusty ol git

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Perturabo Masterlist

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Leman Russ fluff

Corvus Corax being a naughty crow (NSFW)

Vulkan with pregnant!S/O fluff

Sevatar hunting you

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Jaghatai Khan realizing he's maybe falling in love

Magnus coming across his s/o trying to do sorcery

Unnamed Black Templar and his little mortal

Cuddling with your Black Templar in the freezing cold

Yandere Horus getting jealous (NSFW)

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Ferrus Manus returning from a crusade (NSFW)

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Corvus and his very pregnant beloved

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AlphariusOmegon voice kink (slightly lewd but not nsfw)

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Getting taken by Tyberos (NSFW)

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Some sugar daddy Horus propaganda (NSFW)

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Cato Sicarius getting jealous over you and a Space Wolf (Part of the Bully Cato Sicarius plotline)

Trapped by Typhus the Traveler (NSFW)

Triggering a squad of hungry Blood Angels with your blood

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Getting a Tattoo for your Night Lord

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Sicarius getting cucked by Titus (NSFW)

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"Remember Only Me" A Salamander/Fem!Reader/Night Lord series

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Jealous Starscream

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Messmer finding you in a flower field

[frogtanii]

[buckle up; this one is a long one (1.6k words)]

things weren’t supposed to turn out this way.

she was supposed to show up, apologize “sincerely,” and the boys, her boys, were supposed to welcome her with open arms and swiftly discard of you.

instead, she was sitting in the back of a cramped police car with two pigs, one of which had a horrible b.o. problem and an affinity for sauerkraut.

it was so frustrating.

and, of course, it was all your fault.

you’d been blocking her from true happiness ever since the beginning when you’d first met in middle school. it was crazy because you’d actually seemed nice; kind, understanding, and you didn’t judge her for what her father did to her mother or for how she acted out because of that.

sure, you were a little weird and sometimes you could be downright rude to other kids in your class but you cared for her in a way that no one else had before.

(un)fortunately, you didn’t come alone — you were a packaged deal. your childhood friend, daishou, came into her life right along with you. she didn’t mind at first; daishou was fun when he wanted to be but he was mostly full of snarky comments and sarcastic quips.

the three of you spent all your time with each other; from playing at the playground to helping her begin her makeup youtube channel in 8th grade.

you all got along pretty well up until you got to highschool. once there, you threw yourself into your studies, sort of retracting yourself from her and daishou.

how selfish.

she couldn’t help but feel betrayed by you—you knew how bad she was at making friends and you didn’t even care, leaving her all alone to fend for herself.

well, not all by herself.

daishou was a constant. no matter where she was, or how alone she was feeling, he was there to provide entertainment at the most, and his presence at the least.

it wasn’t always the healthiest, most functional friendship, she could admit that. there were weeks that daishou would choose to ignore her for no apparent rhyme or reason, citing his explanation as he just didn’t feel like it.

obviously it sucked but he was her only friend, ever since you so cruelly abandoned them. i mean, you still ate lunch with them every day and invited them over to study and hang out, but it was not the same.

with you so absent, she grew closer and closer to daishou to the point she was spending almost every waking moment with him. and, as the story so goes, she fell for him, head over heels.

she knew it was a bad idea, if their friendship was anything to go off of but she didn’t care. she was desperate for love and physical affection and he seemed willing to at least give her the latter.

after she decided to confess, nerves all the way in her throat and a box of chocolates behind her back, daishou took her virginity in the back of his ford fusion, hard, fast and nothing like she’d imagined.

the next day, she’d cornered you in the library (where you always seemed to be) to tell you the good news. your face was unusually blank as she detailed the best night of her life to you, your response being less than stellar when she was done. “please be careful,” you had said.

what did that even mean? you clearly wanted to keep daishou safe from her which was ridiculous because weren’t you supposed to be her friend too? she’d stormed out of the library after that, determined to demand a kiss from daishou to make her feel better.

that day was one of the last that she’d see you for a while. you got caught up with clubs and schoolwork (and apparently therapy for god knows what) while she got caught up with daishou.

things with him weren’t... great. they never really were but things were getting even worse. his random bouts of silence got longer and though it was only freshman year and they’d been dating for less than 5 months, he’d meet with her after school with a hickey plastered on his collarbone that she knew she didn’t put there (she sucked even harder over the spot to claim it as her own).

as she said, things weren’t great but they weren’t horrible either. they remained that way all the way up until sophomore year.

you and her had drifted even further, hardly speaking to one another unless it was for a project or to vaguely greet one another in the halls. it was okay though. you had all your other friends and she... well she had daishou.

speaking of, her “boyfriend” had been more distant than usual. she wasn’t an idiot and she knew he’d been seeing other girls on the side, but she believed she would be the one he’d end up with, the one he’d marry.

how foolish she had been.

it was prom night and she felt beautiful. her beauty channel had finally begun picking up traction (she’d just hit 13k subscribers the night before!!) so she filmed a prom night makeup tutorial, making sure that every square inch of her face was perfect. donning a silky blue floor length dress, she felt like a princess and she certainly looked the part.

she showed up to daishou’s house about 30 minutes before the event, ringing his doorbell with an elated grin painted all over her face. he had mentioned in passing that his parents and older sister would be out for the weekend, leaving the house for themselves. that meant sex and sex meant being wanted.

after the third ring of the bell, she started to get nervous. maybe he wasn’t ready yet? maybe he needed help with his tie? just when she was about to wring the bell again, the door swung open to reveal daishou... not in his suit.

“oh, it’s you,” he’d grumbled. “‘m not goin’ to prom.” she felt her breath catch in her throat. she’d protested and begged for an explanation but he wouldn’t give one to her. eventually, she’d followed him into his house, furious because how could he do this to her? on her night?

it didn’t take very long for him to get fed up, his snake-like eyes honing in on her, filled with venom. “‘m not goin’ because i don’t like you anymore. you still look pretty though.”

just like that, with just a few words, he’d shattered her heart. she was frozen in place, completely disconnected from daishou, her love, as he not-so-gently pushed her out the door, slamming it in her face.

she felt tears stream down her cheeks and before she knew it, her legs were carrying her to a place she hadn’t been in months.

banging frantically on the door, she cried out, begging for someone, anyone to hear her. the door opened quickly and there you stood. you’d clearly been studying but as you took in her frazzled appearance, it seemed as though your heart broke.

you ushered her inside, sat her own the couch, and began to make her a cup of tea, your parents having been out for the night as well. once the kettle went off, you quickly prepped her drink and gave it to her, the words flowing out of her like liquid once she had taken a sip.

she didn’t know why she was even there but despite the animosity between the two of you, you seemed like you truly... cared. (neither of you mentioned the tears that stained your favorite t shirt or the quiet apologies you muttered into her hair).

that night quickly went and passed and by the next day, she was feeling rejuvenated and more like herself. however, that feeling quickly dissipated when she caught you in the hallway between classes speaking with daishou behind the stairwell in hushed tones.

within the span of a few hours, her heart had been broken twice and she was sure she’d never felt such heartache before.

she turned on her heel and darted away, avoiding your every attempt to talk to her for weeks and weeks until you just... stopped trying. after you’d cut off conversation, yet again, the sadness quickly festered and morphed into anger.

that anger only grew when she watched you graduate at the top of your class in your senior year, your smile blinding as you accepted your diploma. it only grew when she saw that you had made it into the university of your choice on your instagram story, her own rejection letter torn up in the bottom of her wastebin. it only grew when she saw you’d made your own youtube channel, her own going untouched and neglected (her last video had been a half-assed “get ready with me” that had more dislikes than likes due to her horrible makeup and even worse attitude).

soon enough, the rage had intensified until it had taken over her whole being. she was just so angry at all that you’d done to her, all the ways you’d ruined her life that she couldn’t keep herself from plotting your demise.

when she got the email from the hyper house management team that invited her into the house and offered the option that she could pick someone she wanted to move in as well, her anger turned into excitement.

this was her chance. this was her moment to turn your life into a living hell, to make it at least a fraction of what she went through by your hands.

she was going to make you pay and god, was it going to feel great.

the metal of the handcuffs chafed her wrists as she adjusted herself against the cool leather of the cruiser, the discomfort removing her from her reverie.

yeah, right. it seemed as though she was the only one “paying” right about now.

she tilted her head back to stare at the ceiling, tears filling her eyes but refusing to fall.

things definitely weren’t meant to turn out like this. not at all.

℗ poker face

not like this

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Major Conveniences ~ part 2

Klitz (The Girl Next Door) x fem!reader

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A/N - I’m not sure the universe was right in giving me the tools to make crappy gifs but here I am once again with a gif made by myself. Thanks to this scenepack on youtube and this wonderful website. Once again this is a self-indulgent fic, aka it’s gonna be corny and fluffy. The next part has a bit more of a plot ish thing in it though

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Klitz would do anything for the guys in high school that used to torment him to have seen him these past few days.

 Sure prom had had that feeling too. But then they had already been there, he had gotten his slight revenge on the guys that had been dicks to him and his friends. Used the temporary power they had that night to get what they needed and more.

But right now there wouldn’t have been any sort of power involved or any specific thing he could get from them or them from him. He just wanted them to see him, see you, see how happy he was. See him at Yale University, holding hands with you as the two of you walked through campus laughing and talking.

Ever since Klitz had realized he maybe had screwed up slightly by acting too casual about you kissing him he had made sure to show you he wanted this. Wanted you.

 Made sure to save you a seat next to him almost wherever he went, almost going too far once as he tried to save a seat for you in a class you weren't even in.

 Made sure to hold your hand whenever he could and whenever you seemed up for it or just slinging his arm around your shoulders. Trying to keep you close to him.

 The weather getting colder was a good excuse to be close to you especially. To give you one of his pretty few hoodies, to bring along gloves since you tended to forget. To huddle close to you and use the excuse of either trying to warm you up or warm himself up.

 But Klitz also wasn't used to this. Not having dated someone before, he often found himself stumbling through these loving acts of service.

 "I- I uhm, I brought you this. You mentioned you were cold the other day and this is my warmest one... I think. You want it?" He had almost shoved the hoodie in your face when he approached you at the library table you sat at. It was a Yale hoodie but it was something you had seen him wear often enough to associate it with him.

 "Yeah-sure, thank you."

 You'd sounded rather surprised, in a good way thankfully. But still, it was clear it had been unexpected.

 "Do you want to go on a date later?" Was the next unexpected thing apparently, Klitz sitting himself down in the chair next to you and shuffling in closer to you. Putting his elbow on the table to lean his head onto his hand. His gaze intently focused on you

 "I'd love that." You agreed quicker than you thought you even could have. You had simply automatically ignored all your prior overthinking and self-convincing about ’playing it cool’. But playing it cool felt redundant at this point, "So, what are we gonna do?"

 Klitz had been stressing about this moment a lot. Enough to forget to even bring a suggestion of what to do on said date he’d stressed over asking you on. So there he sat fumbling for ideas, his mouth opening and closing just slightly whilst doing so.

 You could go to a nice restaurant, as college students that wouldn't usually work great economically but he did have some extra cash from the video still. Even after paying off his tuition.

 You could go to the cinema and watch a movie, although he had heard his friend Jake complaining about that once. The whole thing about not being able to actually talk on a first date.

 You could just hang out, but that's what you usually do and he wanted something... better. Or well not better in terms of enjoyment but at least maybe somewhat more special, more significant.

 "We could go bowling." You finally suggested, subsequently letting out a chuckle as you saw him almost get startled by your suggestion. Too lost in his thoughts. But agreed once he'd thought it through.

 You could get something to eat at the bowling alley, you could talk, make jokes and he could try (and probably horribly fail at) impressing you. It was perfect.

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 Turns out bowling can be fun even when both of the bowlers aren't particularly invested in the bowling and there's barely even a competition. Mostly because Klitz didn't really even care if he hit any of the bowling pins. No real effort was spent trying to get a strike or even a spare. Which meant you won pretty easily, with quite a large gap between your points.

 "I wanted a competition." You chuckled with a slight whine in your voice as you finished your game, walking over to where he sat and once again sweeping his bangs to the side before settling your hands on his shoulders.

 Klitz hadn’t asked about the sweeping of the bangs but inside he was sort of dying to know. A combination of overthinking with insecurities in mind but also the hope that maybe you were doing it to get close to him. Which he definitely did not object to.

 "Then I'll give you a competition," Klitz said confidently as he smirked up at you before standing up, still keeping his eyes on yours as he did. Almost as if he was staring you down for the upcoming competition. But more that he couldn't take his eyes off of you when you were this close to him.

 "Yeah?"

 "First to return their shoes wins," He said quickly before rushing ahead towards the counter that was just to the side of you but on a floor raised quite a bit above the bowling lanes’ floor. Which meant having to run behind all the seating areas in front of the bowling lanes where families, couples and friends were sitting and now had begun staring at the two of you.

 "Y'know you're probably not supposed to run in bowling shoes!" You called out to him as you rushed just behind although slightly more carefully than him, still wanting to win even with the fear of tripping over something in shoes you weren't used to.

 "NO, you're really not!" An attendant called from behind the counter you were headed towards. Klitz bumped into the counter just seconds later, quickly bringing up his feet one at a time to take off the shoes.

 Rushing as quickly as he could to get them off, placing the first shoe on the counter just as you bumped into the counter yourself. Unstrapping both feet at the same time, practically hopping out of them and placing them on the counter just seconds before Klitz placed his second shoe.

 "Why would you do one shoe at a time?" You questioned breathily with a laugh as the attendant behind the counter shook his head at the two of you.

 "Standard protocol, I don't know?"

 "Standard protocol, really?"

 "Do you usually take off both of your shoes at the same time?"

 "No, I guess not but we were racing weren't we? So, why not?”

 ”I guess.” Klitz chuckled out his slight agreement and shrugged. The two of you got your shoes back and went to sit down at one of the tables by the diner-esque part of the bowling alley.

 Taking a few deep breaths before even attempting to talk again to calm down from the adrenaline and from running in general. A waitress approaching you just some minutes later.

 Klitz was almost like a break from your overactive brain. No overthinking, no worries other than the flustered state he could get you into, sometimes just by smiling at you.

 It was just that perfect mix of his green eyes and all the different smiles he could probably use against you in so many ways. But there was something especially about when he smirked at you, smiling smugly.

 There was of course also the other part of the equation, Klitz’s eyes. The way they practically twinkle in certain lights. Although the bowling alley didn’t truly have that lighting. The library usually did, his dorm room definitely did and the streetlights of Connecticut did as well.

 ”You brought the hoodie?” Klitz asked a sweet smile on his lips as he saw you pull it out of your backpack to put it on before going outside into the cold night together.

 ”Yeah.” You replied quietly, his smile infectious as you went to put the hoodie on. You hadn’t had the chance to try it on earlier unfortunately. But upon doing so, you were happy that the hoodie was yet another one of those garments that Klitz definitely hadn’t bought in his actual size.

 Albeit you were a little dazed by the fact that he was there whilst you put it on for the first time. Hoping that he didn’t see the way your cheeks heated up at the way you could smell the distinctive smell of him that you had sort of fallen in love with.

 ”Looks good on you.” He commented swiftly as if just mentioning that the weather looks nice today. So casual for a sentence that surely didn’t feel so small.

 ”Thank you,” Bowing your head slightly, maybe just maybe trying to hide slightly from his view, before adding on ”and thank you.” whilst picking up the fabric of the hoodie between your pointer finger and thumb.

 Although it all was new it didn’t feel like it. Already used to the act of him taking one of your hands into one of his before opening the door out of the bowling alley for the two of you.

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The Letter Box

Love & Letter: To The Thirteen Boys I've Loved Before

Inspired by: To All The Boys I've Love Before by Jenny Han

The letters are written in first person and I will not be continuing this mini series (meaning that I won't make a particular storyline like the movie & book) since the main purpose of it is the letters.

The pictures that are added along with the letters have almost no relevance to the letter itself

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Arriving at the old house, you smiled, holding a box in your hands. Now that your father had passed away from sickness, the house had fallen into your hands. It was perfect timing too, as you needed a place to stay.

Upon entering the house, memories flooded your mind. The scent still hadn't changed and though the furniture got a bit dusty, it was fine.

The first place you went was your room, across the living room and hallway, beside the bathroom.

Everything was frozen in time. Ever since you moved out into an apartment to live a bit closer to your workplace, your father promised not to touch your room. You smiled, thankful that he kept his word.

You set the box of your belongings down on the ground and sat on the bed. He didn't even bother to clean the room, did he?

The pastel pink blankets were dusty and the large window across from your bed had it's dark blue curtains drawn.

Before you could settle in, you had to clean up the room, obviously. So, you started looking around, in your night table drawers, under your bed, etc.

When rummaging inside your closet, you come upon a a small box. It was bright yellow and had a bunch of different stickers applied on it's sides. The box was a perfect square.

As you lifted the lid of the square box, a smile appeared on your face as the memories slowly came back. You looked at the box with fascination, remembering the memories that came along with it.

It's a box filled with letters. Not just any kind of letters, special ones. It's a box to all the boys you've loved before.

You didn't send those letters, quite obviously, because it's about the people you've been in love with, but that doesn't mean they love you back. Of course, maybe some of them did love you back. Even so, who mails the person they've been in love with their love letter?

Anyway, this was a box of letters containing the memories for each boy you've ever grown a strong passion, fondness, and overall love for. Love was hard to explain in words. You just knew that you love them back then.

There were thirteen letters.

Thirteen letters stuck in this box.

Thirteen letters frozen in time.

Thirteen letters of your thirteen love stories.

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THE FIRST LETTER: Choi Seungcheol

A letter to your first love, Choi Seungcheol, who has gone to the same school as you ever since you two were kids. You two live a block across from each other and go to the same bus stop. He seems to be protective of you but at the same time not.

THE SECOND LETTER: Yoon Jeonghan

During your freshman year in high school, you meet a guy named Yoon Jeonghan, who plays basketball, is mischievous, and seems to be showing romantic interest in you. He suddenly disappears and you decide to write a confession letter to him.

THE THIRD LETTER: Hong Jisoo/Joshua

You begin to fall in love with your caring, sweet, and gentle new neighbor but upon overhearing him tell his friend that he doesn't like you romantically, you decide to write him a letter and end your romantic feelings.

THE FOURTH LETTER: Wen Junhui

This is a letter to reminisce and thank your first boyfriend, Jun. You write this letter expressing how thankful you were to have a great, loving, caring, and sweet boyfriend like him by your side, until you two broke up due to him having to leave.

The FIFTH LETTER: Kwon Soonyoung

You liked Soonyoung but most of all, you're grateful to him. You write a letter expressing your thanks toward him for being so caring and helping you become a dancer, as well as a confession about your feelings.

THE SIXTH LETTER: Lee Jihoon

You meet Jihoon in your tech audio class and he helps teach you about music. You two are slowly getting closer but Jihoon's friend leaks that he likes you to your friends. Your friends tease you two excessively, causing you two to drift apart.

THE SEVENTH LETTER: Jeon Wonwoo

Wonwoo meets you in the town's book club and sees you after school in the local library. You two fall in love and he's a warm, comforting, and loving boyfriend, but sometimes you can't help but feel that he's hiding his true self. This doesn't matter to you though because the memories you two had were enough to hold on to.

THE EIGHTH LETTER: Xu Minghao

You fall in love with a friend you meet in college after being away from love for a while. You don't realize that you were too ahead of yourself. Then, you realize that you mistook his friendly hangouts and gestures. He friend-zones you.

THE NINTH LETTER: Kim Mingyu

You take a part-time job at a cafe to make money for yourself and your father, who's in the hospital. You fall in love with Kim Mingyu, one of your senior coworkers, but decide to break up with him because you don't want your problems to become a burden.

THE TENTH LETTER: Lee Seokmin

After your breakup, you begin having an even harder time than you imagined. However, one day, you hear a beautiful voice from a beautiful man. You two fall in love and begin dating. He's sweet, lovely, warm, and like your healer, his name is Seokmin, and his dream is to sing.

THE ELEVENTH LETTER: Boo Seungkwan

Seungkwan is a regular at the cafe you work at. He always makes you laugh with his jokes. You two grow a bit closer but because you want to focus on your studies, you reject his confession. You begin to realize your feelings, but you don't confess because of the terrible, unlucky timing.

THE TWELFTH LETTER: Vernon Chwe

On your last year of graduate school, you meet Vernon, who saves you from getting hit by a bike. To repay him, you two start hanging out around each other. You two find each other as a source of comfort and are able to tell each other your insecurities, becoming good friends.

THE THIRTEENTH LETTER: Lee Chan

After graduating from grad school, you meet Lee Chan in a dance club and fall head over heels for him. You two begin dating and develop a summer romance but it seems more physical than actual love. After summer, he ghosts you, and you don't know why.

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© serenityseventeen

a/n: So while watching a book recommendation video, I came across To All The Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han and when I heard of the plot involving letters, I was inspired to create this! I'll put off requests for a bit to complete this mini series and put my creative writing abilities to the test. This mini series is sort of for myself I feel like.

+ get better, feel better, healthier, recover steadily, sending my best wishes to Minghao & S.coups!

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hiii cupid! question for you: if you had to give the chaos plus chat crew popular au jobs, who would go where? like character A in a coffee shop, B in a tattoo parlour, etc. their dynamic is one of my faves that you’ve created, hope your muse hits to write for them again one day 💜

Great Question! I haven't thought much about them recently but I might do something small for this group in future. They are very cute <3

For the jobs though:

Reader - Generic Office Job

I think I would like to keep the reader’s job pretty generic for the most part. Even if you’ve not worked an office job there’s a fuckton of shows that depict office jobs in various degrees of realism so you would at least of some reference to what they’re like.

Plus the office is a great place for shenanigans I think so if nothing else it’s a good place for some kind of plot point or funny happenstance.

Izuku - Barista

Deku’s got such a nice smile and a friendly demeanor he’d be perfect for a barista job. I could see him being knowledgeable about coffee but not a snob so he’ll draw in all sorts of customers.

I also think he’d be good a de-escalation, a necessary skill for a job that attracts so many confrontational personalities. Plus he’d be adorable in the little barista apron I think.

Todoroki - Library/Bookstore

Feel like Todoroki would prefer the quiet environment of a bookstore or library. It’s a job he can do with minimal issue most days and I think he’d covet something like that. He’s got such a hectic life it’d be nice for him to go somewhere to just chill for a few hours, so if he can do that AND make money it’s a win-win.

Not only this but I think Todoroki would enjoy people-watching. This is a reasonably safe environment so if he was caught staring at any point he could just play it off as wanting to help the customer. Todoroki gives me very “I love reading” vibes as well. Discount books!

Bakugou - Bartender

Like a Barista but cooler. I could definitely see Bakugou being a no-nonsense bartender who does his job and does it fucking well. No one would really mind his attitude because they know he’ll fix them up something that’ll get them wasted before they’re even halfway through it.

This also blends pretty well with the popular trope of making Bakugou a chef or cook of some sort. We got one episode of him cutting food and some throwaway lines about proper vegetable preparation and we all latched onto the idea that he’d be great in the kitchen lol. I like the image of a heavily tattooed, heavily scarred Bartender Bakugou.

Shinsou - Record Shop

One of them real old and dusty ones. The ones that you’re sure are one bad week away from going under but never seem to disappear. Nestled in a brick building between two large chains it’s a real blink and you’ll miss it situation.

Shinsou would love working there because of the low foot traffic and early closing hours lol. But I could also see him having a passion for old and outdated video/music mediums. A sort of fascination with tech that’s been left behind and a love for musical history.

Kirishima - Flower Shop

Nothing like a big ass himbo working at a cutesy flower shop. I think Kiri would look great surrounded by pastel decorations and bright flora. Could liken his smile to the sun that gives the plants life because we all know he’s the goodest of good boys.

Kirishima would love working at a flowershop too I think, it’s manly to be responsible for the life of another being! He also doesn’t mind the discounts he gets on flowers. They help his apartment smell nice and floral instead of stinking like sweat and workout equipment.

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my five best writing tips I can give:

1) character driven: almost every moment has to be the result of character decisions. if some detached group does it then ideally try to have a character in the story who shares their views and ideology, so you can explore it personally. and those actions and decisions should be so aligned with the beliefs that nothing feels off, unless you're actively having a character do a thing based on a motivation not revealed yet. a dude blowing up the city because he's the bad man, despite it being against his ideology, will stand out as being just some forced bullshit. a wise youtube video once said if we believe that a character has inner strength then we believe in their outer strength - character first applies to their own traits, don't just say they can lift a house, show them having the internal strength and audiences will believe them when they do. same with beauty, grace, authority, and so on. this is why dudes writing about her giant boob that go wiggle wiggle don't create characters that we genuinely feel are beautiful, there's the lack of belief in the character's inner beauty as there's no three dimensional brain behind that huge bahonkadonk, that squishy watermelon. we've gotta feel these things, not be told them. don't show them 4, show them 2 x 2; pixar said that afaik, and I think it conveys the idea much better than the normal "show don't tell" phrase. eg taking a punch and getting back up matters way more to perception than dishing out hits. along with this, agency is the key to characters that feel real and aren't tropey; people have an inner world and feelings, they make choices to drive the plot, they feel things, they're people. "the bad guy" will also have good traits, and a good guy will have bad traits, traits can be bad and good depending on circumstances, when something negative can become useful, and it usually is best to play with the grey area there, to have traits that work together in a person to form a whole, and that aren't just binary or one dimensional. make their bad and good traits a part of the same comprehensible ideology and being, so that people get a full picture of them.

2) foreshadowing: your ending is a house, you take the house apart brick by brick, then play that process in reverse, and here's your story. planning things out in advance is a good idea; would you drive a car that was built by people who didn't know what an engine looked like? foreshadowing isn't dropping hints every now and then that the sky will fall, it's having a tale about weather where the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, atlas is getting tired and his knees are bent, the stars look a little bit closer than last night - folks likely will pick up, or not. having the town be named "falling sky" in latin isn't foreshadowing, it's coincidence. stop that. seriously just fucking build up to it and have all the pieces in place - being cryptic to flex those latin lessons just looks like you're too lazy to be making actual hints in the characters' actions. don't be afraid of redundant details, not every word has to be pointing in the right direction, sometimes a misdirection is fun, sometimes a background detail makes the world more alive. but ultimately it needs to be building to that in believable ways, not as scattered cryptic clues, but as a whole piece setting the foundations. again, you're showing them 2 x 2, you're aren't having the vague shape of 4 floating on a sign. later behaviours are foreshadowed in character outlooks and lesser presentations of that same behaviour, for example. foreshadowing is when you show the building blocks effectively, it isn't when hints are just riddler style random lines.

3) arc ending is story ending: it's better to end with a couple loose threads or no happily ever after than to end six chapters too late because you were busy making sure we knew that they had eight kids a decade later and the library's books were returned and he had that pizza he always wanted and... shut up. show restraint. fit it in earlier, leave it up to the imagination, or cut it altogether. dragging on too long shifts a slice of focus away from the arcs and themes. redundant details are fine as long as you don't end up with several entire chapters of nothing but useless and uninteresting redundant bits, after a totally reasonable, natural end to what you were trying to say. pacing is important, it's especially important with the climax because it's the climax. tbqh a lot of epilogues drag on, this huge crash down from your emotions and you're being told about older him having facial hair now... yeah duh, bitch I was just fighting a dark lord, what is this whiplash to boredom? it doesn't mean epilogues are useless, but try to remember how the emotions will change and what you're trying to accomplish using those. big battles aren't necessarily arc endings, that will be where an epilogue comes in, for the arc. you built the house and made 4, so look at the completed work and then leave, don't make it seem like something else was that final image. arcane season one ended with a character arc ending and the fears re the tech being realised, they ended before the big explosion because a bang isn't what you're supposed to leave with, you leave with a mood and the completed arcs.

4) twists are dumb: no, twists aren't dumb, but twists for the sake of twists are dumb. "well mr reader, it seems you've fallen right into my trap because even though every line of dialogue up to this point becomes needlessly convoluted if we're to assume this was always the case, I am actually batman! yes yes I know they found my joker dna at the crime scene but that was a red herring!" shut up, oh my god. this is just @ star wars and doctor who to be honest. I hate this. surprise isn't the only emotion; satisfaction at spotting something, sadness for what you can tell is coming but the characters can't, a tense anticipation, and more, can all be achieved. try to focus on making a nice rug, instead of how you're going to yank it out from under people. twists aren't impossible or invaluable, but just aim to use them well, foreshadow them well as said above, and make sure anything prior isn't rendered stupid by the twist - if your character says something that'd be ridiculously illogical wording once you know the twist, change that dialogue. re-reading while knowing the twist is supposed to add a layer of depth, not detract. you want re-readers to go "fuck, this hurts way more now that I know what's coming", not "oh why did he say that? it makes no sense now?" twists should make more sense than what the original assumption was once you know them. the key to this is to maintain the verisimilitude. re-watch season one of the good place just to pay close attention to michael's reactions for a good example of how twists can be done well.

5) don't kill your darlings: it isn't a perfect rule. what the advice usually means is that when a feature (character, idea, scene, dialogue, and anything like that) is super duper dear to you, despite the niggling feeling that it's not doing much contributing, have the balls to snip that. this is a case-by-case thing; there's probably a reason it's so dear to you, so I'd advise that you introspect, figure that out, and find how to use that. you can incorporate part of it elsewhere, maybe keep it because it's an important piece of character exploration even if it doesn't make the plot go choo-choo. "kill everything that did not affect the plot" is kinda absurd, things can totally be useful for other reasons, for a break, for character, for worldbuilding, for a joke, and so on, it's all just case-by-case. but tbh I have seen some weird uses of this phrase: eg as the demand that you need a small cast, and a very intense veneration of killing off characters you like the most. again, the cast should be as big or small as it needs to be, and what deaths are necessary depends on the story. tl;dr there are going to be times that things you like have got to be removed or killed, but you like them for a reason, and you should figure out why and use that - you're the audience too, you like certain ideas because the audience probably will too. there are ways to get inventive or redundant in some degree, you don't have to have perfectly streamlined everything, explore those feelings. provided it's not the epilogue. kill that. I hate it.

bonus tip: there are no rules. suck a dick, grab some opium and an old typewriter, and let the ancient gods send their horrors through you.

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Lus and the Human Portal Clone Theory

Even before Keeping Up A-fear-ances aired, I have been working for almost a year now on running through all the possible various suspects with wonderful folks like @sepublic​ , @anistarrose​ , and @elementalist-kdj​ . Like the post title indicates, from sheer process of elimination, the only conclusion that made sense to me was a clone made of Luz by the portal door, and I’ve been working on refining and reworking said conclusion up to the version I will lay out here.

Now, as @safetayy​ , @theowlhouseheadcanons , and @50shades-of-blue have heard from me before, the portal I've long suspected was not made to go from the Demon Realm to the Human Realm, but rather to go from the Human Realm to the Demon Realm by humans, for humans. This is because it then could tie into the hypothetical existence of a Luz clone without having the issue of asking where Eda, Lilith, and King's clones are, as the clone in this case is the result of a function of the door to create a basic level duplicate of any human that passes through it rather than it happening for just anyone that passes through.

With this, it's because the suitcase form of the portal looks as thought it indicates it was used for temporary trips to the Demon Realm, much like how suitcases were used when railways and international boats made travel more accessible for the middle and lower classes. For example:

Going by the way the door “faces” and the way it swings open, the ergonomics of the portal makes it look an awful lot like a right handed out swing door, with the Human Realm on the “inside” and the Demon Realm on the “outside.” And the arrow in the diagram depicts the general direction of traffic that such right handed, out swing doors are typically design with in mind - ergo, showing what way the portal appears to facilitate travel in.

Now, before you ask, the reason why I think the portal could have been created in the human realm in the first place is that it might require an extra component/bit of help or two from the Owl Deity which I’ve discussed before in the past as hinted by these connected designs:

I’ll explore how I feel the revelation that such a twist about the portal’s origins could play into the themes and narrative of the show under the cut, but overall, I feel these are potential significant details to keep in mind for the rest of this arc of building a new door and handling the idea of Lus having initially been made as a temporary-duration clone, hence how "Luz" comes off so uncannily in the letters as she wasn't meant for long term impersonations.

That, and why I named this the Human Portal Clone theory, for those wondering about the name.

Alongside this, my thought has been that walking back through the portal to the Human Realm basically makes the portal send a recall signal to tell the clone to return to it, where the clone would be reabsorbed into the portal and its memories are given to the original. However, with Luz going back into the Demon Realm for a brief time in YBOS, I am of the mind that it doesn’t just make another clone, but rather that doing so merely made the door turn off the recall signal and allowed "Lus" to resume the impersonation.

And as for the clone itself and why they’re writing letters to Camila, well, imagine it from Lus' perspective. To her at the time of creation, the last thing she probably knew was that she had been chasing the cute little owl that took her Azura book into the woods, and right when the bus to Reality Check Camp was about to arrive.

Also, if you think about it, Lus being the work of someone we/don’t know yet raises way more plot threads/questions than answers compared to being the work of the portal, as outlined below:

TLDR at end of post for those wondering

Belos? How and why before YBOS where he actually started paying attention to Luz for the first time and actually got his hands on a portal? 

Eda? Why would she do all this and not tell Luz she can goof around without needing to worry about her mom or the camp/in time to fool the camp, especially when it took a good amount of time for Eda to even start feeling that close to Luz? 

Hooty got ruled out from the getgo since he can’t hold pencils, King just isn’t that subtle, and everyone else that Luz knows has the major issues of just straight up not knowing about the camp in the first place. Well, that and a lack of another known method of getting to the Human Realm in the first place.

The camp? Why would they worry about a missing camper whose disappearance is all HER fault and thus would more logically result in a call to her parent than some convoluted clone conspiracy? 

And finally, some currently completely unknown third party?

If we’re talking a Changeling, A) it’d be easy for Luz to dismiss them and B) that just makes all the ominous portrayal of Lus super straightforward instead of a subversion like is the show’s shtick.

If we’re talking dimensional counterparts, A) they have to REALLY have led a very similar life to Luz’s in order for there to be enough common ground for Luz to listen, and B) dimensional counterparts aren’t even a confirmed or likely thing that people cooked up from Episode 1 side characters influenced by Amity’s concept art.

And if we’re talking some complete surprise third party group or another, it doesn’t make sense to introduce a third party and their motives and plans to the show this late in when Belos is already taking up the bulk of it all.

Hell, if anything, the continued existence of the duplicate in of itself would indicate that the target of the conspiracy is none other than Camila Noceda than anything to do with Luz or Eda, especially with the complete lack of anyone taking advantage of Luz and or Eda. 

From the getgo, Witches Before Wizards already hard-baked into the show the idea that Luz is NOT inherently special or anything into the foundations of the show from the getgo - ergo, Camila likely just is an absolutely regular human being, someone who has no justification for such a convoluted conspiracy to surround them.

That said, I believe that the idea of the portal having originated from the Human Realm could potentially play into some interesting stories to be had with Camila and Lus here, especially as the conspiracy board shot from the promo was confirmed by Dana to apparently be from S2A, not from the episodes past Yesterday’s Lie:

After all, with Luz searching the library for a way home this coming episodes, perhaps she might figure out something the next couple of episodes that allows her texts to send through, which would logically lead to the above picture. That, and Camila and Lus being confused by and trying to figure out what’s going on there.

I mean, the cabin in the woods likely has a very close connection to the portal and it’s origins given how closely tied the two structures seem to be, and as far as we can tell, Luz never mentioned the cabin in her videos to Camila, but if Lus tries to retrace her steps, that would be a natural vector to lead Camila to the cabin and thus allow us a chance to actually investigate it.

That said, all following the trail would do is lead her and Lus to a dead end at the abandoned cabin, where they would have nothing else to do except discuss their complicated relationship concerning Luz and twiddle their thumbs while waiting for Luz to finish things on her end - which while something I think would be interesting to see, I just don’t see how much of a way to keep them in the greater picture of the show without some kind of project or activity that the two of them could work together on on screen. 

And that’s what leads me to a particular train of thought here, starting with the question of what if Luz FAILS to make a working portal over the course of S2A and such?

With the possible in-universe mystery over what the heck is going on with Lus, perhaps the cabin might hold some notes from the original last human owner - if not potentially the creator - of Eda’s portal as well as potentially some of the same materials and such from previous trips.

Cue CAMILA building a working portal, following in the footsteps of the original creator and such and thus finding a reason to stay on screen, all the while potentially demonstrating both why Belos wanted the portal instead of making his own, as well as diving into the Owl Deity’s connection with the original portal. Heck, maybe the Owl Deity is only accessible in the Human Realm and that plays a part in Belos wanting to get to the Human Realm, which would bring Camila directly into contact with the magic her daughter has been interacting with.

Also, just imagine the internal conflict going on here with Lus. After all, helping Camila build a portal to get the original Luz -and hoo boy would that be a tough thing to grapple with- would most definitely do that and make both Lus AND Camila question how much the latter likes Lus vs Luz.

Like, just imagine it. There would be major chances for Lus and Camila to discuss what would happen if and when they’re finished with the portal, and what will happen to Lus’ relationship with Camila if and when Luz gets back.

Does Camila really prefer her daughter to be all more “normal” like Lus, or does she prefer the old, “weird” daughter from before the summer with Luz?

Perhaps she might be able to figure out how to strike a nuanced balance between the two, and all on a metaphorical journey to truly build a better connection between her and her daughter(s?). 

TLDR: Or in short, I can’t help but feel it would be fitting to see Camila building a bridge WITH Lus TO Luz. 

Particularly, by being the one to craft an actual working portal in the Human Realm instead of Luz in the Demon Realm, showing a parent putting in an active effort to get down to their child’s level rather than waiting for said child to try to get up to their parent’s level even if they can’t or find it incredibly hard to do so.