#When It's Right Its Right

[cerriddwenluna]

When It's Right + 5 and 13 <3

When It's Right, It's Right my beloved ♡ The sequel I never intended to write to the story I never expected to write lol

5: What part was hardest to write? Hmm. That's a tough one. I wrote this one out of order and ended up having to write a few chapters with things like the 'never going to live this down' in a row, and I struggled to keep things fresh and not feel repetitive. I also struggled a bit with the final two chapters, but that was mostly because I didn't want to let it go yet lol

13. What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn't listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading? I usually just listen to my Glee favourites playlist on Spotify, just to have some background music, but for chapter 9, the proposal, I listened a *lot* to the James Bay and Calum Scott version of Biblical. And by a lot, I mean that I literally had it on repeat for days xD (I wish youtube told you how often you've played a video ;))

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Edit: I had forgotten about chapter 7, Irreplaceable lol. While writing that I did listen to the song on repeat all the way until the chapter was done, and then a few more times for good measure xD

[salt-baby]

yes, doctors suck, but also "the medical ethics and patient interaction training doctors receive reinforces ableism" and "the hyper competitive medical school application process roots out the poor, the disabled, and those who would diversify the field" and "anti-establishment sentiment gets applications rejected and promotions requests denied, weeding out the doctors on our side" and "the gruesome nature of the job and the complete lack of mental health support for medical practitioners breeds apathy towards patients" and "insurance companies often define treatment solely on a cost-analysis basis" and "doctors take on such overwhelming student loan debt they have no choice but to pursue high paying jobs at the expense of their morals" are all also true

none of this absolves doctors of the truly horrendous things they say and do to patients, but it's important to acknowledge that rather than every doctor being coincidentally a bad person, there is something specific about this field and career path that gives rise to such high prevalence of ableist attitudes

and I WILL elaborate happily

[monsterqueers]

Hey if people are thinking of 'stockpiling HRT' and you are doing it with Testosterone, be aware that is a controlled substance and doing this WILL GET YOU A FELONY CHARGE IF YOU ARE CAUGHT (and it would be very easy for this to happen through the way those posts reccomend).

Its your decision if you want to risk imprisonment (and then definitely losing hrt access), but be aware of the serious consequences- especially if you are recommending this to people!

If you do this with E, you get a slap on the wrist. If you do this with T its a felony. A felony charge deeply effects everything you do. Its not just hard to DYI T, its MANY TIMES LEGALLY RISKIER AND HARDER.

[brainrotcharacters]

wade's undiagnosed ADHD (giggling everytime Logan stabs him) is only ever matched by Logan's undiagnosed autism (stabbing Wade with his claws when he's overstimulated)

[lotus-pear]

charm stat at debonair ‼️‼️

[hinamie]

spiraling

[haunted-xander]

Well, I guess you didn't have much of a choice either

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

yall i kinda dont care what you gotta say on this one cus its real to me but katsuki is lowkey a crybaby. i fully believe he cries extremely easy,, like..HAVE YOU SEEN HIM ??? do you see how quickly bothered and emotional he gets over stuff ? no,not angry—bothered and emotional. (but the angry part also works lowkey i like to think in certain situations he gets so angry he cries.)

so yeah every time you argue—wether it’s over the phone n he hangs up on you or in person and he storms off to get away from you. he’s just so mad at you, he’s angry so so angry but he doesn’t like fighting with you. he’s in the right, he’s sure he is.. but a minuscule little part of him sorta wishes he wasn’t so this fight never happened. and also, don’t tell anyone, but he’s also pretty fucking worried you’ll leave him.

oh and there they are, he feels little tears prick at his lash line, practically clawing at his face the moment he feels them coming. he sniffles loudly nose already clogged and he scowls so hard, eyebrows pinched harder like that’ll make them go away.

he’s angry, so angry. he tries to convince himself he’s fuming just so he can stop crying.

—and he cries anyway. it’s nothing too dramatic, no sobs. only a hiccup manages to pass through his lips and he’s heaving and sniffling hard, wiping at his eyes and nose.

and he cries anyway.

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

Donna Noble really got in the TARDIS and on trip number ONE like ONLY the FIRST trip she was like we are going to change history to save a single family because that is how it should work so that is how it does and then on trip number TWO on the SECOND trip she was like we are going to destroy an entire culture of slavery because it is right I don't care if we're two people and then on the THIRD trip she was like I am going to be unbelievably brave to save my home and everyone I love and then on the FOURTH trip she was like no living breathing thinking creature is less than a person and how dare you try to dehumanise someone like that how dare you not give her a name and the list GOES ON this woman NEVER MISSED there goes one of the kindest bravest most constant women you might ever meet and she's a temp from Chiswick

[cerriddwenluna]

Good luck with the packing!

When It's Right It's Right + 1, 3, 8

Oh boy, I wish it was packing, I'm actually good at that! Sadly, unpacking after a trip is one of the worst things ever to happen to me and I HATE it :((( So far, I managed to take out my dirty laundry and shoes, and shut the suitcase again because it's all summer clothes anyway and it's cold af compared to southern Portugal lol

Aaaaanyway on to the fic ask for When It's Right, It's Right =D ♡

What inspired you to write the fic this way? The response to Swipe was more than I expected or ever had before, and some of the comments, yours included got ideas going and it just wouldn't let me go lol. As for the format of snapshots, that felt logical to me because that way I could tell much more of their story, without getting sucked into the nitty gritty that often tries to distract me. It was nearing the end of January and I had a few chapters ready, so I decided to make it a nice even 14 chapters and do a count down to valentines because why not :P

3. What's your favourite line of narration? This is a really hard question because there are a lot of them and for a lot of different reasons. I managed to pick just 4 bits that are listed below the cut because this is getting *wordy* lol

Steve gave Kurt a long once over before deciding that he looked harmless enough in his bright yellow skinny jeans and see-through lace blouse, and he waved them in without a word. I love the image sketched here of Kurt in his fashionable get up, looking so excited to meet someone he admires and looking so incredibly non threatening in his adorableness :P

She had been cooking up a storm in preparation, and it did not matter that they had just had a snack on the plane, she still insisted on feeding them a proper home-cooked meal. Filipino mums are feeders. That is a fact.

They had already figured out what they wanted out of life, and when they finally found that missing puzzle piece in each other, they did not play games or wait around. As much as I love some good pining and miscommunication in fics, I do not like to play games in my RL relationships. Communication is sexy and I feel that if something is important to you, don't fuck around and just go for it. I love it when Kurt and Blaine recognise what they have and are not afraid to be honest and vulnerable with each other.

He stood up and in one motion lifted Blaine up onto the glass surface of his desk, making him hiss at the cold temperature on his bare ass. Oooh boy this bit lol. I wrote the smutty chapter 8 up to this point and then didn't write at all for a good few days and the sadistic part of me really enjoyed freezing them in motion right there xD

8. Did any real people or events inspire any part of it? Nothing specifically, no. I did draw from my own preferences for the communication bits like I mentioned, and I suppose I did model Kurt and his way of finding a surrogate after myself in a similar situation, but no specifics lol.

Oh! I had forgotten! Some people I know through fandom had birthdays during the posting of this fic, and I used some names in the latter half of the fic as a shout out. Chapter 14 is the most obvious example of that lol ♡

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[super-nova5045]

its always “we should beat up and kill rapists and abusers!” but the moment someone actually does you all turn on them

[teaboot]

Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.

This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.

You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.

For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.

White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.

Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.

Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.

The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.

There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.

The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"

You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.

Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.

Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.

Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.

If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.

If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.

When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".

[peachieflame]

tensions are rising... between us

[anneapocalypse]

So, just curious how many writers and creators will have to be forcibly outed by relentless harassment before we acknowledge that "This queer characters was written by a cishet person and that's why they're bad" is not good criticism.