#Sorry that's inconvenient for your self insert fic

[gangler]

It's hilarious how much it enrages certain people that Suzuka Gozen doesn't wanna fuck the player character.

[psychedelic-ink]

Hi everyone!

Due to hours being cut at work, I've decided to open up commissions again! Since these commissions are more of a necessity, they'll be 14% off my original pricing.

So basically:

2k-3k words: Originally 35 USD, now 30 USD

4k-5k words: Originally 45 USD, now 40 USD

6k-7k words: Originally 55 USD, now 50 USD

Special Offers:

If you order 2 fics of the same word count, you get a 20% discount on the total price:

2k-3k words: 48 USD for two fics (20% off the total of 60 USD)

4k-5k words: 64 USD for two fics (20% off the total of 80 USD)

6k-7k words: 80 USD for two fics (20% off the total of 100 USD)

If you mix and match word counts, you'll get a 10% discount on the total price. For example:

One 2k-3k fic (30 USD) + one 4k-5k fic (40 USD) = 70 USD

With a 10% discount: 70 USD - 10% = 63 USD

Limited Spots: I will be taking on 10 commissions at a time. Once I finish these 10 commissions, I'll open up spots again. This is to ensure timely delivery and quality of work.

Sorry if that doesn't seem like much of a discount, but that's all I can do for now. Due to my current workload and mid-packing, I won't be writing anything longer than 6k-7k words. I apologize for any inconvenience.

I'll only be accepting commissions for Marvel, DC, and Pedro Pascal characters since I am most comfortable with those. You can request your fics to be character x character, character x OC, character x self-insert, or character x reader.

When asking for a commission:

Plotline: Please provide the plotline and any specific scenes you wish to see in the fic.

Default: My default is reader x character unless asked otherwise.

Word Count: Let me know the number of words you want.

Timeline: Please specify if you want it finished in a particular time.

Payments: Payments are through PayPal or Zelle only.

OC or Self-Insert: If you want an OC or self-insert, please give me a description or a photo (optional); a Picrew would also do.

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[shinuko]

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jujutsu kaisen (love to ____ for mini series)

love to kill for

#: gojo satoru, inspired by the theme of killing for love

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love to die for -> completed!

#: nanami kento, inspired by the theme of dying for love; self-sacrifice, angst, death of character (nanami) - implied

donation goal (wc): 623/1000 | final wc: 2.4k

love to live for

#: geto suguru, inspired by the theme of living for love

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[luvdsc]

Hiii Miss Cat! This is a random question but I promise I don't mean any offense. It's been over a year since I joined Tumblr and i was initially reluctant to begin writing on here because everyone wrote from the second pov instead of having OCs and I wasn't used to that, I do write now though and my blog's doing well, but I still feel kinda wrong writing this way, I mean it feels like I'm sort of fuelling a delusion to people, besides it's annoying because I can't fully develop Y/N because I need to be inclusive, I have no issues with that in general ofc, but a story needs a well fleshed out character, and it's just confusing because people get upset about reading things that can make the fics sound like the physical appearance is not tailored to them but then the storyline isn't either? I mean 'you' (not you miss cat) are not an idol's best friend or another's sister, and since this whole thing is fictional anyway how does it truly matter what colour Y/N's hair is? Idk if I come off as ignorant or offensive, but I'm sorry if I do. I would take to writing OCs but those barely gain any traction here and I do like getting feedback on my works.

You can choose to ignore this if it's ignorant! But how have you been? I hope you're doing well and taking good care of yourself 💕 Please stay hydrated and have a good day!

hey, lovebug !! 💓 the thing is, the whole point of writing x reader / Y/N is that it’s fueling not a delusion per se (or at least I hope not), but a fantasy for people where they can self insert themselves into the story. If you think you’re fueling a delusion for people, then why are you writing fanfiction to begin with?

Since “it’s annoying because [you] can’t fully develop Y/N because [you] need to be inclusive”, then there’s no need to force yourself to do something you don’t like. If inclusivity is an annoyance and an inconvenience to you, then don’t write it, but then don’t call your fics x reader or Y/N. If you want to develop a main character with physical attributes, then by all means, go ahead and do that. Nobody is stopping you, but it would not be Y/N; you would call that an OC.

“it’s just confusing because people get upset about reading things that can make the fics sound like the physical appearance is not tailored to them” — it’s because this is a microaggression. “Microaggression is a term used for commonplace daily verbal, behavioral or environmental slights, whether intentional or unintentional, that communicate hostile, derogatory, or negative attitudes toward stigmatized or culturally marginalized groups.” If you’re writing a reader insert, then it should be inclusive for all readers, not just some who fit the aesthetic you have in mind for the main character. as a poc, I have experienced this regularly in my life already, and although I do not read fanfic anymore, it would just be nice to not have to experience discrimination or microaggressions in fanfic as well. it basically feels like you’re unwelcomed even in a story where you’re supposed to be the main character. with your example of being an idol’s best friend, that’s part of the fantasy. anyone can be their best friend, and there’s nothing exclusive about that. being their sister implies you’re korean, which not all readers are, unless you state that the reader was adopted or the idol was adopted.

A story can have a well fleshed out character by giving Y/N a personality, opinions, goals, career, etc. But I don’t believe giving her brown eyes and blonde hair attributes anything to her being a well fleshed out character. Additionally, geniunely asking, how does physical appearance add to the plot line? In my opinion, adding in a physical trait is acceptable if it’s relevant to the plot. For example, Y/N has pink hair because people with special powers all have that hair color in this fantasy AU. In this case, the physical trait (e.g. pink hair) is an important aspect that contributes to the storyline. On the other hand, adding in an offhand sentence about how Y/N’s hair is silky smooth and naturally straight does not contribute anything to the story, besides excluding certain readers. So why does that need to be added in?

If you don’t want to be inclusive, nobody is forcing you to be. However, you would need to label your stories as OC because it’s not Y/N or x reader if you’re giving them physical attributes. Just as you are not obligated to write inclusive reader inserts, readers are not obligated to read stories that are not inclusive to them, and as such, the feedback will be less. That’s simply the trade off for writing Y/N versus OC !!

and I’ve been doing well, thank you for asking, sweetpea !! 🌸 I’ve been getting better sleep hours these days, so that’s been super nice :’) and I’ve been drinking water and eating lots of yummy food !!! how have you been, honey bee? 💓💓 I hope you’re also taking care of yourself and staying hydrated and safe !!! 🌿 and thank you, lovebug, I hope you have a lovely day / night too !!!!! 🌷🌷🌷

[unfilteredaj]

Beautifully Exhausted: A sleep deprived ramble of a fic

(A/N: I had a bad day at work, and was really tired, so I got this idea, Its really just a self insert ramble fic but I figured I'd post it.)

The girl stood at her cash register, a long day, full of misfortune and cruelness, weighing on her shoulders. Her brain was Deep Fried at this point, and she was admittedly on autopilot.

"Hi, How are ya?" She asked the customer politely, scanning the lighter he handed her. A short, high pitched giggle snapped her focus up from her register. What, or rather who, she saw should have made alarm bells go off in her head.

The man grinned a little too widely, his curly hair bouncing a little as he tilted his head at her.

"You look like you've had a bad day, doll. Y'know... that's all it takes to drive someone crazy. One bad day. "

"I-um..." She shook her head, shoving the comment off. She was just tired, that's all. Her frazzled brain was making this random guy seem similar to The Joker. She was just tired. That's all.

"That'll be 99 cents." She said, letting autopilot take over again.

He handed her a dollar.

"Has anyone ever told you your hair is the exact color of orange flavored cotton candy?"

His strange comment only received a bewildered stare.

"...That was a compliment." He said reassuringly.

The girl handed the guy his receipt, shaking off the awkward moment.

"Thanks." She said, trying her best to not sound completely drained.

She wished the strange man a good night, and sent him on his way. A few minutes later, the store was completely empty. Or so she thought.

The sound of fingers drumming startled her from her daze. Alarm bells did go off in her head this time. First of all, no one should be wearing a sweater in July. The sweater would have been a weird coincidence, if not for his sharp features. Features that were familiar yet sent a shiver down her spine.

"Hi.. How can I help you?" Her voice was already going, and the strange situation only made her sound more helpless.

"Do you carry razor blades?"

The question sent her into even more of a panic.

"I'm sorry, do we carry what?"

"Razor blades. Like the kind used in box cutters?" He asked again

"I don't think so..." Her inexperience and genuine curiosity about if they ACTUALLY carried the item took her attention for a few moments.

"Well that sucks. Eh, it's fine." He grabbed a pack of gum from the display below the register, popping a piece in his mouth as she rang it up.

"So, you look like you've had a rough day. What happened?" He asked conspiringly. His fingers drummed against the metal counter absently

"Ugh.. everything that could go wrong today has gone wrong. This is my first time working the night shift and I am BEYOND tired. I feel like my brain was set on fire." She didn't know if it was a product of her loopy state, but this guy made her want to tell him things.

"Trust me, being set on fire is a minor inconvenience at most. Besides, you wear exhaustion pretty nicely. The paleness suits you. And those purpleish rings pair well with the blue of your eyes."

"Really?" She blurted.

His eyes seemed to dissect her fragile brain.

"For sure."

"I could swear we've met before. You look exactly like... like...I can't remember. God, I'm completely fried." She muttered.

"Poor thing..." He said, his condescending tone somehow also endearing. "I'd love to chat more, but I should go. Get some sleep, kid. I can tell you need it."

"Yeah... Thanks."

She bid him a good night.

"By the way, this never happened. You should probably wake up before a real customer sees you zoned out at the register." The strange man shot over his shoulder as he walked away.

"W-What?"

"Sweet Dreams."

...

The girl woke with a start, looking around in a panic.

She was leaning against the counter, and scrambled to look at the time.

She'd only been out for two minutes.

[badwasabi]

Fanfiction, Author Notes, and You

It's a bright and shiny day. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and you fire up the ol' [COMPUTING DEVICE] to check out this popular Pokemon self-insert fanfic you heard of, Moonlit Dreams*.

The first chapter starts with NAME: Moonlit Dreams GENRE: Drama/Action SUMMARY: What do you do when you wake up Johto with nothing but a headache, a belt full of nightmares, and a minor case of vampirism? SI. STARTED: 2010-04-31 It's kinda weird that they just told you what you can see by scrolling up, but okay. You read the first chapter, and it is good. You find one of those fanfic-downloading sites, save it as an epub, and get reading. Huh. The second chapter has the exact same completely redundant info. Well, you can scroll past it with two ta- oh. The writer also responds to reviews at the start of the chapter. She could've just used the reply function, but, eh. Same for the third chapter. And the fourth.

And the story is picking up steam, so there are more and more readers, which means more and more reviews, and more and more time wasted before getting to the story part of each chapter. To be honest, it's starting to grate a little. What makes those reviews so important, anyway? There's, like, hundreds of people subscribed to the story now; why is the writer wasting everyone's time for a handful of reviews? And come to think, the update emails all include the story's info. Is it being posted on Tumblr, or some forum somewhere? You Google; nope, this is the master copy.

The writer faved some fics inspired by Moonlit Dreams, and you check 'em out. Some are bad, some are good, and then there's that one. Hand Over Fist. It's not the story itself; that's great. But the writer included the pointless intro, and replies-at-the-top, just blindly copying it. And then you watch, jaw hanging open, as the responses to reviews take up more and more room, even more than Moonlit Dreams. In fact, one chapter is a third replies. Well, at least it can't get any worse.

Then you reach a chapter that's half replies. You stop reading, and go write angry stories that you'll present as writing advice. Imagine that you decide to buy a newspaper. You pick it up, and everything above the fold is ads and weather and editorials. You unfold it, and get more of the same. Open it up, and you finally come to the actual news stories, buried on the second page. If you are writing a fanfic, it's not about you. It's not even about your readers. Your first and foremost priority should be telling the story. If most of your readers have to keep scrolling past your little chats with other people, you know what's gonna happen? That's right. Some of them will stop reading. Especially if they're binge-readers, like I am. It's easy enough to overlook an inconvenience if it's every once in a while, but when you read straight through, it's like Chinese water torture. With a firehose.

Both Fanfiction and AO3, the most popular fanfic sites, have a reply system. There's no need to waste everyone's else's time at the start of every chapter.

But what if the reviewer doesn't have a Fanfiction or AO3 account, and I can't reply directly?

Then they can't follow your story, unless they're doing it manually. And if they won't spend five minutes signing up, they can bloody well wait until the end of the chapter for a response. I also despise the "sorry I'm late!" opening notes. Most people who follow stories subscribe to them. They're gonna find out when the story updates either way, and it just wastes time for binge-readers. Nobody really needs to know why you didn't update, even if you normally post on a regular basis. Life comes first. If someone can't understand that, if they think writing fanfic should take priority over IRL issues, screw 'em. That kind of fannish entitlement never leads to anything good. Sometimes forcing yourself to write makes your story worse. Of course, I say this as a writer a) that's never updated a fic on a regular basis, and b) hasn't touched certain stories in 8 years but swears he'll update them, someday. The only thing that should go at the start of the fic is vital information, information your reader needs to know going in, like "This is a two-part update. Keep reading when you reach the end of this chapter." or "When you see the word 'Now!', start playing Burly Brawl."

Yattering on with reviewers is not, of course, vital information.

One last thing; my theory about Moonlit Dreams. The story wasn't crossposted on tumblr. But maybe the writer saw a story that was originally posted on tumblr, but that writer pasted it to FF.net and never deleted the opening blurbs. The writer of Moonlit Dreams was imitating them, just like the writer of Hand Over Fist imitated her. Or the writer of Moonlit Dreams did something stupid without thinking it through, and another idiot copied them. That could be it. Bottom Line: Put your author notes at the end of the chapter, unless it's something your reader absolutely needs to know. * Details have been changed to protect the guilty. And, more importantly, to avoid getting flamed.

[wowieitspinkie]

Fanfic Commissions!

Hi pals, I am now doing fanfic commissions!

(This post is prone to updates, edits typically compose of rewording some stuff)

Prices

1k word chapters are $5 each. (This means each chapter you buy will be at least 1k words, and is $5 per chapter, but not more than 1200.)

2k word chapters are $10 each. (This means each chapter you buy will be at least 2k words and is $10 per chapter, but no more than 2200.) WARNING: This one may take longer than 1k ones.

Or, if you'd like, just tell me a range count in case you don't know exactly how long you want it. (Example: "1200-2400 words") The rates will be calculated for you and told to you :)

Note: Your purchase will come with free grammatical corrections and ONE (1) free rewrite! (Additions are free but only during the creation process, as I'll show you previews of the fic, which you can ask me to add/remove something! c:)

You must at least pay half of it upfront, and then I will request the other half after I’m done writing it.

If you wish to commission me, don’t be shy to message me! NOTE: I will post what is commissioned to my Deviantart, AO3, and here, but if you request that I don’t, please specify when you commission me! (via the form)

What payment options do you accept?

I accept DeviantArt points and USD, though USD is much preferred. (Note that my DEVIANTART is PeriodicRandomness, NOT PinkalineProwess, see my DA for more info)

(Preferred) You can pay me through PayPal: paypal.me/WowieItsHaley

I accept donations and/or tips via PayPal and ko-fi too! https://ko-fi.com/pinkalineprowess

How to commission / What should I do first when commissioning you?

First, you should message me so we can say hello and get acquainted.

Second, you must at least pay half of it upfront, and then I will ask for the other half after I'm done writing it.

Then use this fill out form https://forms.gle/CHVNdbRooqojek9D6g to help guide me in what you want in your fic! OR if you don't want to fill it out yourself, then feel free to message me and I'll fill it out for you (but you must give me your idea info if you ask me to fill it.)

Finally, just prepared to get frequent messages from me :) You can ofc message me first of course if you beat me to the catch.

RULES:

I do have a few things I will and won't write, please understand! :)

WILL WRITE:

Ships* (Any sexuality c:)

Fandoms that I am mostly or somewhat familiar with (TMNT, SU, DBZ/S, Ace Attorney, Sonic)

- I cannot do Sonic Boom, TMNT 2003 or Rise of TMNT due to not being familiar with either. For Ace Attorney, I am familiar with the first 3 games and part of Apollo Justice as well as the anime only, sorry for the inconvenience :c

Angst

Humor/comedy

OOC characters

Violence

Romance

OCs/self-inserts (I cannot write Mary Sues well!)

Crossovers

WILL NOT WRITE:

underage/pedophilia

incest

cheating on partners (unfaithfulness/disloyalty) or one-sided poly (bc that's still cheating and not true poly)

r*pe/non-con

character bashing**

Voltron

fetishes

Any form of bigotry (There won't be slurs in my stories dw!)

* Will not write abusive, pedo, or incest relationships, this includes Harvey x Joker

** If there are certain characters you don't like, tell me and I'll make sure not to write them in! (might mention their whereabouts since they'll be absent, unless asked not to otherwise)

[roboticonography]

Fic preview: Marriage of Inconvenience

{ Steggy Positivity Week - Day 05:  Tropes, Kinks, or Cliches }

Buckle in, pals. It’s a fake marriage fic.

Marriage of Inconvenience

1. For Better or Worse

Even though Peggy prided herself on her punctuality, it was still unusual for her to show up this early for a date.

They’d arranged to meet at the Onyx Club at eight—and yet, here she was, knocking on his door a little after five-thirty.

Steve was a little surprised, but didn’t object to the amended timeline at all. He’d been looking forward to this date since approximately three minutes after their last one ended. That had been five and a half long weeks ago, before his departure on the first stage of the Captain America Victory Tour.

Peggy had, impossibly, only gotten more beautiful in the interim. Even in her smart, practical office clothes, after a day’s wear and tear, the sight of her in his doorway still made his heart race.

He wondered if maybe she felt the way he did about it—that he’d just as soon skip trying to bellow small talk at each other in a crowded, smoky nightclub, and get straight to the part of the evening where he got to hold her in his arms and give her the five weeks’ arrears of kisses she was owed.

Regardless of the reason, there she was, large as life and three hours ahead of schedule. And Steve, who normally got ready about ten minutes before he needed to go out, was in no state to entertain company. Neither was his one-room apartment, which lacked a closet, and perpetually looked as though a suitcase-bomb had detonated.

Peggy didn’t give him the option to offer to take her somewhere else, or invite her to wait outside a moment while he quickly tidied up. She barged straight past him into the cluttered bedsit, talking a blue streak all the while.

“Deported!” she bellowed, throwing up her hands in disbelief—catching Steve in the chin as he moved to help her off with her coat. She put her dukes down long enough to let him slide the sleeves down her shoulders, then, without missing a beat, carried on, “Can you believe it?”

It wasn’t out of the ordinary for Peggy to vent about her work to Steve, who was one of the only people she knew socially who had the appropriate clearance for it. But this was definitely a change from the usual complaints, most of which involved an agent by the name of Jack (insert expletive) Thompson.

Steve tried to surreptitiously kick a pair of dirty undershorts beneath the bed while inquiring, “Who got deported?”

“I did! That is to say, I am to be.”

 “What?”

Peggy thrust a letter into his hands. “I finally heard back this morning. Apparently my application raised some flags.”

Peggy’s green card application had been a source of frustration for her since she’d landed in the U.S. with her transfer papers in hand. A temporary secondment was one thing, but if she wanted to work in the States on a long-term basis, she had to become a permanent resident. Unfortunately, the end of the war had brought such an influx of applicants that the process was long, with more twists and turns than a Mickey Spillane novel.

The letter reflected that—Steve didn’t know what any of the acronyms meant, but he could gather that the outcome wasn’t good.

“They’ve sent me packing,” she translated, pointing to the second-to-last paragraph.

“That… can’t be right,” muttered Steve, still browsing through the boilerplate.

“I can bloody well read, Steve,” she snapped.

He put down the letter and gave her his full attention. “What I mean is, it has to be a paperwork screw-up,” he clarified. “You told me yourself that the INS office was swamped. You’re a decorated war vet, with a spotless record, doing important work—and you were invited here by a government agency. What kind of risk to national security are you supposed to be, exactly?”

“Besides my concerted assault on Captain America’s virtue?” she asked, dryly. “I’ve no idea.”

Steve could feel his ears turning red, but he stayed on topic. “We’re gonna go down there together tomorrow and sort this out,” he told her. “Make ‘em listen to reason.”

“Is that so? Will you wear your costume? Make a speech?”

“If you think it’ll help,” he deadpanned.

She slid an arm around his waist, anchoring herself to him. “Thank you.”

“What for?”

“For being you,” she murmured, tucking her face against his chest.

He wrapped both arms around her, and couldn’t help relishing the feel of it, even if the circumstances were less than ideal. She tilted her face up towards his, looking so exceptionally kissable that he couldn’t help himself. The taste of her lips was everything he’d been dreaming of and more, the eager press of her body against his better than a thousand late-night motel fantasies.

But Peggy was clearly still stewing over the letter. “You know,” she began, just as Steve was getting down to the business of kissing her neck the way she liked, “I wouldn’t be surprised if Jack Wanker Thompson had something to do with it.”

He knew she was completely serious, but Steve only avoided laughing out loud by muffling his face against her shoulder.

When he felt he could speak in complete sentences, he asked, “You think he has that kind of pull?”

“I wouldn’t put it past him.”

Steve sighed.

“You think I’m being paranoid.”

“No. If you say he’s that bad, then I believe you. But I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t talk about other guys while we’re… you know. Havin’ a moment.”

“Oh, were we having a moment?” she inquired, impishly. “I hadn’t realized. Did I spoil it for you?”

“Little bit, yeah,” he retorted. “And I hope you enjoyed it, because it’s gotta hold us both for a couple of months.”

“Months? Oh, Steve, no.”

“Yep. London, Europe, North Africa,” he recited, parroting the tour posters his manager had shown him. “Same dog and pony show, different continent. They want me to leave next week.”

She let out a groan, sounding about as frustrated as he felt. The whole concept of a “victory tour” seemed shallow and self-serving, especially when there was real work out there he could be doing.

“I was hoping we’d see more of each other with you living stateside, not less.” He kissed the top of her head, gave her a squeeze. “I’m sorry it isn’t working out that way.”

“Well, perhaps we can make the trip over together,” she said, bitterly. “Since I’m about to be kicked out.”

“Peggy. Look at me. No one is kicking you out. We are gonna raise hell over this, and if that doesn’t work, then we—then we’ll—”

“We’ll what?”

“We’ll just get married.” He heard himself say it out loud even as he was thinking it, which almost certainly meant it was a bad idea. “They’d have to give you a green card. They wouldn’t want that kind of bad press.” Steve was generally above using Captain America’s fame to grease wheels, but in this case, he was willing to make an exception. “Lots of fellows are bringing girls home from overseas, it wouldn’t be the strangest thing that’s ever happened.”

Peggy was staring at him as though he’d lost his mind. “Did you,” she said, slowly, “just propose that I marry you for the purposes of expediting my immigration paperwork?”

“When you put it like that, it doesn’t sound very nice,” he admitted. “Look, it’s not that I have any disrespect for marriage, as a concept—I wouldn’t mind trying it out one day, for real, if you thought you might… like that.”

She gaped, open-mouthed. Steve wished that the hole he’d just dug was literal rather than metaphorical, so that he could jump into it and never be seen again.

“A long time from now, I mean,” he clarified.

It was impossible to tell what Peggy was thinking. He suspected that she might be about to either paste him in the eye or walk out.

But then she said, “It’s a very generous offer, but I think we’d better call that one the Hail Mary pass.”

He nodded—relieved, but also, unexpectedly, disappointed.

“Darling, would you be terribly put out if we saved the Onyx Club for another night? I’ll have to go home and change, otherwise. And I’d much rather be here, with you.” She grinned wickedly, tugging him flush against her. “We might even manage another moment.”

Steve was still new to the whole boyfriend game, but he knew how to take a hint when he heard one. And this time, he’d make damn sure there was no one else’s name on Peggy’s lips.

[jestbee]

June 10: Three Sleepless Nights With Dan

[sunsetofdoom]

22,23,32,33

22. Biggest turn-ons in fic?

I mean. that’s the same as like... turn-ons in regular porn? and regular life?? which is like. power dynamics. casual dominance. desperation. spanking. the unexpected “oh FUCK I didn’t think I was submissive in bed BUT HERE WE ARE” (that one’s my favorite. especially with Large Buff Action Heroes. that moment when they just melt into their partner’s touch and yelp as a hit lands?? GOLDEN.)

23. Biggest turn-offs in fic?

bad characterization?? like. the second Obi-wan says “I love you” in a fic, I tab away. (the first and only time he manages to say it is when his BFF is burning to death and yall think he’d let slip during sex?? nah??? sorry fandom gripe) OH OH no, reader-insert. blatant self-insert even has its charms- the amusing Mary Sue tropes are usually played with some charming self-awareness these days- but i find reader-insert fics bland and, frankly, ridiculous. the next time I read the sentence “I love you, (Y/N)! cried (pretty white boy of the week)” I’m setting something on fire.

32. Favorite AU tropes?

GOOD CHARACTERIZATION EVEN WHEN THE UNIVERSE IS SUPER WEIRD

33. Least favorite AU tropes?

Making inconvenient-to-your-ship characters into animals in an alternate universe. Or even just characters that are perfectly sentient and charming, but are aliens and you don’t want to get creative in how they could be humans. Stop that.