#ai twilight fic

[a1fanfictions]

Alice and Jasper belong to their rightful creator.

They may feel out of character, I tried to prompt the ai to make the scenes and characters feel realistic. Minority revised and edited by me. Used DreamGen.com for anyone who wants to try

Our Little - An Alice/Jasper x Little Reader AI generated fanfiction

(Y/n) moved to Forks Washington midway through their senior year, which meant that they had been living in a hotel for the past few days since their mom’s house wasn't ready yet. This week had been a total bore, all they did was drive, unpack, eat, and go to sleep. But today was a new day, today was going to be full of fun!

They’d finally attend their new school and actually move into their house.

They got dressed in their school and weather appropriate outfit of warm leggings, short overalls with a daisy on the pocket, and a thin light gray sweater. It was pretty chilly but not unbearable, the sweater would fit nicely indoors and out.

Finally, they walked to school, seeing other students loitering and hollering on the streets to each other, some walking to class, others waiting for the bell in their groups. (Y/N) went into the main office and met the administrator, who gave them their schedule. They were surprised at how nice and easy their classes were. They thanked the lady for helping them out, then went to their first class, Math. They loved math.

As they entered the classroom, everyone stopped talking and stared at them. It was awkward.

“Hi,” they greeted shyly, trying not to look at anyone in particular. They rushed to the teacher, sat at his desk, and held out the paper they’d gotten from the office to quickly tell teachers ‘this is your transfer’. The teacher smiled, and they relaxed a bit. He directed them to a desk in the middle of the class, and they took it, smiling nervously at their surrounding classmates.

Thankfully, the teacher called the roll, and then started teaching.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but feel like someone's eyes kept passing over them throughout the entire class. But they brushed it off as new student nerves.

When the bell rang, (Y/N) dared a glance around the room and caught the most beautiful pair of eyes. Brown? No… gold. They were warm and inviting, and (Y/N) could see the smile hidden behind them. Then the boy actually smiled at them, and it made (Y/N) feel butterflies in their stomach. His eyes were so kind and welcoming.

They waved shyly, eyes quickly averting to not stare too much at the boy. They could feel their cheeks burning.

They left the class quickly, forcing the boy out of their mind and continuing through the day. They found English, Home Ed, and History passed by with nothing happening until the lunch bell rang, and they got lost trying to find their locker.

When they finally got there, ten minutes after the start of the break, they were so confused about how to open it, they were just staring blankly at it until they heard a voice behind them.

Alice and Jasper had met up as soon as their fourth hour ended, both already knowing where the other would be. Edward was soon to join them, telling Alice about the drama he’d “over heard” in PE.

Jasper paid half a mind to the chatter, eyes cruising the hall for… for them, he realized the second his eyes locked into the target that he even had a target.

They stood down the hall, a frustrated furrow in their eyebrows and a slight quiver in their lower lip. Alice spotted his sight of vision, following the look down the hallway and

Blink

Alive opened her eyes to a wild green field, weather warm but not quite blooming spring. In front of her was a shorter stature, they wore a pink dress, white tights, and black Mary Jane’s. They looked so cute, and so familiar. Jasper stood beside Alice, holding onto a book in one hand while reaching out to their mate with the other.

Alive’s eyes snapped open. “Jasper!”

Jasper blinked, his eyes meeting hers. “What?”

“I just had a vision! I saw them, with us, together. They’re so cute!”

Edward mind read Alice, he couldn't block out the excited emotions so of course he saw the vision that came along with it. “I saw it too! You two have to go over there, they’re upset.”

Jasper looked down the hall, eyes locking on to them, then smiled at Alice and nodded to himself. “Come on then, we better go.”

Alice and Jasper went to (Y/N), catching them staring confused at their locker.

“Hey,” Alice greeted them cheerfully, “do you need help? We can show you how to use your pin!” Alice gestures to their hands, half fiddling with the lock still and half using it to avoid slowing their flushed face.

“Oh, um... yeah, sure!” They answered shyly, feeling their cheeks redden. Alice and Jasper both smiled warmly at them.

“We can walk you to the cafeteria, too, if you want! Those lines get confusing”

(Y/N) nodded gratefully, and they followed the couple down the hall once her locker was shut. Jasper had to stop himself from reaching out and picking them up, he didn’t want to scare them away. They were so adorable, and they smelled like vanilla.

When the three reached the cafeteria, Jasper held the door open for Alice and (Y/N) to enter first. “Thank you,” (Y/N) whispered to him, a warm smile playing at her lips. Jasper’s heart skipped a beat.

“Of course, bubs,” Jasper easily responds, finding their empty table and going Alice and (Y/N) to it. The three sat down, Alice on their side and Jasper in front. They had their teal lunch box on the table, but hadn’t moved to pick anything up. Instead, (Y/N) was looking across the room to a bookshelf filled with various titles and a small paper stating they were freebies the library was tossing.

“What book is that?” They asked, pointing at a decorative cover with green vines and orange hues. Alice looked over to the shelf.

“It looks like a fantasy novel,” Alice replied, grinning. (Y/N) turned their attention to Alice, her lips forming an ‘oh’ like it was shocking. Alice smiled and pointed to the bookshelf again. “Want me to get it for you?”

“Oh, um, yeah sure!” (Y/N) answered shyly, a blush creeping up on their face. Alice giggled and stood up, making her way to the shelf. Jasper watched her go with a fond smile on his face, she’s so perfect. Alice returned to the table with the book in her hands, handing it to (Y/N).

“Here you go!” She exclaimed, sitting back down.

“Thanks!” (Y/N) replied, accepting the book. Jasper glanced over at the clock on the wall, and then to Alice.

Alice was thinking the same thing, one of the wipes from her bag already running over the top of (Y/N)’s water bottle and silverware .

“So what’s the book about?” Jasper asked, sitting back down. (Y/N)’s eyes lit up at the question, they had been so absorbed in the description of the book they definitely didn’t see Alice’s actions.

“Um, it’s about a girl named Ella who gets cursed by a wicked witch. She’s turned into a frog, and the only way to break the curse is to find true love’s kiss!” (Y/N) replied excitedly. Alice pulled out a pack of carrots, ranch dip, and a ham sandwich from the lunch bag, setting it in front of them.

“That sounds like a good read!” Alice said, the both of them smiling at (Y/N)’s reaction. Jasper leaned forward, elbows on the table, and rested his chin on his hands.

“So, what’s your name?” Jasper asked, even though he’d heard it during the roster.

“Oh, um, it’s (Y/N). What’s yours?”

“Jasper.” He smiled at them, and (Y/N) grinned back. Alice was already thinking about what to make for tomorrow’s lunch, but she knew she shouldn’t rush it.

They talked for a bit longer, until (Y/N) started to subconsciously snack on the carrots in front of them. By the time they’d started their sandwich, they barely talked, just enjoyed listening to Alice and Jasper.

After a while, Alice glanced at the clock again and saw that it was almost time for the bell. “Oops! We should get going,” Alice said, standing up.

“Yeah, I need to get to my next class,” (Y/N) replied, finishing their sandwich. Jasper stood up as well, putting the trash in the bin and picking up the napkins. Alice grabbed (Y/N)’s book and lunchbox. “Thanks for helping me out!” (Y/N) said, smiling.

“Of course, sweetheart,” Alice reassured, her free arm wrapping around (Y/N) with a gentle squeeze. “We’ll always be here to help, just find us if you need anything,” she added, giving them another squeeze before letting go.

(Y/N) smiled gratefully, and then followed the two out of the cafeteria. They walked together to (Y/N)’s next class, Alice leading the way.

“You guys are so nice,” (Y/N) said shyly, looking between the two of them. “I’m just glad I found people to hang out with,” (Y/N) mumbled, looking down at their shoes from the heaviness of their emotions.

“Aww, you’ll find plenty of friends here, I promise,” Jasper said, smiling at them. He could feel the insecurities boiling under the surface and met them with a cormforting warmth that matched his words.

“I hope so,” (Y/N) replied, smiling back.

Alice led them to the door of the classroom, and (Y/N) smiled up at her. “Thank you so much for helping me today, I really appreciate it!”

Alice grinned and squeezed their shoulder. “No problem, sweetie,” she said, ruffling their hair gently. “We’ll see you after school?”

(Y/N) nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, I’ll definitely come find you! Thanks again, I’m.. imma go now!” (Y/N) said, rushing into the classroom. Alice and Jasper shared a look before leaving the hallway.

“We should ask them out,” Jasper said.

“Hmm, I think we should wait a little longer,” Alice replied, thinking about the fact that they’d only known them for one day. “But I want to get to know them better,” Alice admitted, a playful smirk on her face. Jasper chuckled.

“Me too,” he agreed, “I’ll make sure to be near them after school.”

“Okay, I’ll do the same,” Alice said, smiling. “And we can take turns walking them between classes.”

“Good idea,” Jasper grinned, “I’ll start with their first class tomorrow.”

Alice nodded and they left for their next class.

The next few days went by in the best ways. Alice and Jasper walked (Y/N) to and from classes, making sure to arrive early so they could sit next to them. (Y/N) would hold onto their arm, sometimes leaning into them when the day got stressful. Jasper would hold (Y/N)’s hand, letting his emotions influence their own.

(Y/N) didn’t mind the attention. It was nice having someone there for them, and they enjoyed the company. Alice and Jasper were both so kind and understanding, and they were so easy to talk to. They didn’t mind when (Y/N) got upset and started crying, instead of pushing them away they pulled them closer, offering comforting words.

One day, after Alice helped them to their locker and Jasper helped them with the lock, they started walking outside with serious-ish looks.

“Hey,” Alice started, her voice betraying her nerves.

“Hey,” (Y/N) echoed, their smile faltering a little.

“Can we ask you something?” Jasper asked, looking down at them.

“Sure,” (Y/N) replied, her innocent eyes meeting his.

“Do you want to go out with us?” Alice asked, her chest filling with hope.

“Oh!” (Y/N) exclaimed, their cheeks turning pink. “Yes! That would be so cool.”

“Great!” Alice smiled, relief flooding through her. Jasper laughed.

“What do you want to do?” Alice asked, wanting to hear their thoughts.

“Um, I don’t know,” (Y/N) replied, looking between the two of them. “Maybe go somewhere after school?”

“Like a park?” Alice suggested, hoping it wasn’t too obvious.

“Yeah! That would be fun!” (Y/N) replied enthusiastically.

“Perfect, we’ll see you after school then!” Alice smiled, relieved and excited.

“Yeah, we’ll see you later!” Jasper chimed in, giving (Y/N)’s arm a squeeze and letting them enter their final class.

By the hour’s end, Alice had the trio comfortable in the car, and excited for the park. Jasper was driving, and Alice was in the passenger seat. Instead of attending their own class, the two had planned out a simple picnic. Alice had made some sandwiches and brought a blanket, packed extra sweaters and water bottles. More than they’d need for any outing.

“This is so cool!” (Y/N) exclaimed, looking out the window at the trees passing by.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” Alice smiled, her eyes meeting Jasper’s. He smiled back, his eyes never leaving the road.

“We’re here!” (Y/N) gasped, their face lighting up.

“We are!” Jasper exclaimed, parking the car and glancing at them in the rear view mirror.

“I’m so excited!” (Y/N) squealed, their face lighting up. “Can we get out?” (Y/N) asked, looking at Alice hopefully.

“Of course! Just be careful, okay?” Alice replied, already in motion to open the door for them.

“Thanks!” (Y/N) said, hopping out of the car and heading towards the park entrance.

“Have fun!” Alice called, Jasper following close behind.

Once the two had entered the park, Alice and Jasper found a bench under a tree, despite the cloudy weather, and settled down. Alice pulled out the basket and started unpacking.

“Is everything okay?” (Y/N) asked after a while of fun, looking between the two of them nervously as she approached the table.

“Of course,” Alice reassured, handing them a sandwich. “We love spending time with you.”

“Oh,” (Y/N) replied, sitting down and shyly looking down at their plate with the realization that the couple only watched them have fun. “Thanks.”

“It’s our pleasure,” Jasper chimed in, handing them a water bottle. (Y/N) took it with a smile, thanking him.

“Is there anything you want to talk about? Or any questions you might have?” Alice asked, trying to think of ways to make them feel comfortable.

“Not really,” (Y/N) replied, shaking their head. “Actually, I do have a question.”

“Okay, go ahead,” Alice replied, smiling encouragingly.

“How long have you known each other?” (Y/N) asked, curious.

“Oh, we’ve known each other for quite a while now,” Alice replied, glancing at Jasper. He smiled at her and nodded.

“About 40 years now,” he replied, smiling.

“Wow! That’s so long!” (Y/N) replied, earning a chuckle from the pair. Clearly, they didn’t question ‘40 years’ for two ‘high schoolers’.

“Yeah, we’ve known each other a very long time,” Jasper replied, smiling at Alice.

“Well, I’m glad I met you,” (Y/N) said, smiling to herself and eating a couple chips from the plate in front of her like she didn’t just tell the couple the greatest thing they’d heard.

“We’re glad too,” Alice replied, smiling. “Why don’t we go swing for a bit?” She asked, getting up and holding out her hand for (Y/N) to take.

(Y/N) accepted the hand and got up, following Alice to the swings. Jasper watched the pair as they got onto the swingset, Alice sitting down on the swing next to (Y/N).

“They are so cute,” Jasper muttered to himself, though he knew Alice could hear, and smiled at them from the distance.

(Y/N) giggled as her swing got a little momentum, Alice’s hand pushing their back with her own swings.

“Look at me!” (Y/N) exclaimed, raising a hand from the swing’s chain to wave at Jasper. Jasper brought his own hand to wave back before

Boom!

(Y/N), faster than even the vampires could react and faster than they thought human, slipped from the swing and meets the ground. They scrape their knee and scratch their elbow.

“Are you okay?” Alice asked, jumping from her seat and rushing over to (Y/N).

“I,” they take in a sharp breath. “I dunno, tha’ hurt.” They admit, tears beginning to well in their eyes.

“Let me check it,” Alice replied, kneeling beside them.

“I’m fine,” (Y/N) insisted, but they weren’t really. Their lip was starting to quiver as they tried to fight off the pain.

“Come here,” Jasper said, pulling (Y/N) into a tight hug. Alice readjusted beside them, and rubbed their back.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Alice whispered, her voice soothing.

“I’m fine,” (Y/N) insisted, but their body betrayed them, and they began to cry. Jasper tightened his grip on them, and Alice continued to rub their back.

“It’s okay, baby,” Jasper whispered, his voice softening. “Just relax, I’ve got you.”

(Y/N) whimpered, their body trembling in Jasper’s arms. Jasper felt her anxiety in waves and offered his own comforts while Alice whispered more words of comfort.

“Shh, it’s okay,” she repeated, her voice gentle. “You’re safe.” She continued rubbing their back, and (Y/N) relaxed a little more in Jasper’s arms.

“I’m sorry,” (Y/N) sniffled, their voice muffled against Jasper’s shoulder.

“Don’t be sorry,” Alice reassured, continuing to rub their back. “It’s okay to cry. We’re here for you, it’s okay to be upset.”

(Y/N) nodded, sniffling again. “I’m sorry,” they repeated, their voice even more muffled.

“You don’t have to apologize,” Jasper replied, his arms still tight around (Y/N). “Crying is normal, and it’s okay.”

“I just wish I didn’t fall,” (Y/N) sniffled. “I’m so embarrassed.”

“Why would you be embarrassed?” Alice asked, confused.

“Because I fell,” (Y/N) replied, their voice hitching. “In front of you guys.”

“You’re not supposed to feel embarrassed for falling,” Jasper explained. “It happens, and you’re okay. We’re here for you.”

(Y/N) nodded, sniffling again. “I’m sorry,” they repeated.

“You don’t have to be sorry, bubs,” Jasper assured, rubbing circles on (Y/N)’s back.

After wiping the last of their tears away, Alice suggested they go back to their meal. Jasper held (Y/N)’s hand as they walked back to the table, and Alice helped them get settled and covered in a sweater for the incoming breeze.

“Do you want some bandages?” Alice asked, smiling at (Y/N).

“Yeah, thanks,” (Y/N) replied, smiling.

“I’ll be right back,” Alice smiled, getting up and grabbing her ever present bag. “Here you go,” she said, opening the paper packaging and placing the flower print adhesive around their sore knee.

(Y/N) smiled gratefully and thanked her, and the three of them finished their lunch in peace. After they’d eaten, Alice decided to bring up the thing they all knew but hadn’t established.

“So... are you a little?” Alice asked, her eyebrows raised.

“Um...” (Y/N) looked at Jasper before responding. “I guess.”

“You guess?” Jasper asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Well, I’ve never been around anyone who knows about it,” (Y/N) replied, looking down at their food and trying to convince themself it wasn’t a big deal they’d just said that.

“That makes sense,” Alice replied, smiling. “I’m sorry for putting you on the spot. If you don’t want to talk about it right now, that’s okay.”

(Y/N) shook their head, their eyes flickering between Alice’s and Jasper’s. “No, it’s fine. I’m just a little nervous talking about it.”

Jasper replied, his expression softening. “If you need us to stop or slow down, just let us know.”

“Thanks,” (Y/N) replied, smiling gratefully. “I guess I am a little, but I’m not sure what kind yet.”

“That’s okay,” Alice reassured. “I think we’re all different, and we can figure out what works for you together. Do you want to try something?”

“Sure,” (Y/N) replied, nodding. “What?”

“Can you try being your littlespace for a bit?” Alice asked, smiling. “We won’t push you, and we’ll be here for you. Just let us know if you’re uncomfortable.”

(Y/N) hesitated, unsure if they were ready to try it yet, but they couldn’t deny how much they enjoyed being around them. “Okay,” they replied, smiling. “But I don’t know how to go back.”

“That’s okay,” Alice reassured. “You can just relax, and we’ll help guide you back.”

(Y/N) nodded, closing their eyes and taking a deep breath. They knew it wasn’t a request for this exact moment, but their body seemed to respond to the idea before their permission, and they felt themselves shrinking a little. They blinked their eyes, l their vision distorted and blurry. They hadn’t changed at all, but the trees felt taller and their guard wasn’t forced much.

Alice and Jasper noticed immediately and stopped talking.

“Are you okay?” Alice asked, her voice calm.

“I’m okay,” (Y/N) replied, their voice sounding littler to the two.

“What happened?” Jasper asked, concern evident in his voice.

“I don’t know,” (Y/N) replied, their voice still higher pitched and slightly muffled. “I was just thinking about it, and I guess I went into my littlespace.”

“That’s okay,” Alice replied, smiling at them. “You’re doing great.”

“Yeah,” Jasper agreed, smiling at them too. “We’re here for you.”

(Y/N) smiled gratefully at them and relaxed a little more, feeling less anxious and more secure in the safety of their presence. Alice and Jasper watched them for a few moments, making sure they were comfortable.

“Feeling okay?” Alice asked, her tone warm and welcoming.

“Yeah, I’m good,” (Y/N) replied, smiling.

“Then I think you should finish the last couple bites of your plate,” Jasper suggested, smiling at them.

(Y/N) nodded, and Alice handed them their serving. She watched them eat the rest of their food and then picked up the plate, wiping it clean and placing it in the basket.

“Ready to play?” Alice asked, smiling at them.

(Y/N) nodded, smiling back. “Okay!”

“Great! Then let’s head to the playground,” Jasper replied, grinning. “We can play on the jungle gym, you want to climb around?”

“That sounds like fun!” (Y/N) replied, their eyes lighting up.

“It’s a deal,” Alice agreed, smiling at them. “Let’s go.”

The three of them got up and headed towards the playground, stopping briefly so Alice could pack up her bag.

“Would you like to hold my hand?” Alice asked, offering her hand to (Y/N) as they hesitated on the steps to the monkey bars.

(Y/N) smiled gratefully and took Alice’s hand, climbing up the ladder to the platform. Jasper followed close behind, and Alice held onto (Y/N)’s hand until they reached the top.

“You okay?” Jasper asked, his tone gentle.

“Yeah,” (Y/N) replied, nodding. “I just...” they trailed off, unsure how to explain themselves.

“It’s okay,” Jasper replied, his voice soothing. “We’re here for you. Whatever you need.”

(Y/N) nodded, and Jasper led them to the monkey bar and helped them onto it. (Y/N) gripped the metal bar tightly, their heart pounding in their chest as they started to cross. Alice hover with her arms out behind them, and Jasper stayed right beside them, making sure they didn’t lose their confidence (or grip).

“You’re doing great!” Alice cheered, her voice encouraging.

(Y/N) smiled gratefully, their face flushed with excitement and pride. “Thanks,” they replied, their voice still high pitched and slightly muffled.

“You’re welcome,” Alice replied, smiling proudly. “You’re doing amazing.”

(Y/N) grinned, their mood boosted by Alice’s praise. (Y/N) continued across the monkey bars, their heart beating faster as they neared the end.

“You made it!” Alice cheered, (Y/N) grinned and nodded with her own excitement. They reached the end, and Jasper caught them as they jumped down.

“That was so scary!” (Y/N) laughed in a way that told them was good scary, her face smooshed into Jaspers chest. He spun them around a few times before setting the little one on their feet.

“That was so cool!” Alice praised, giving them a kiss on the cheek.

“Right?!” (Y/N) replied, beaming. “Thanks for helping me.”

“Of course,” Alice replied, smiling at them. “Now we should probably head home. It’s getting late.”

“Yeah,” Jasper agreed. “Let’s get in the car.”

[labyrinthdancer]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Twilight (Linked Universe), Legend (Linked Universe) Additional Tags: Whump, Twilight (Linked Universe) is a Little Shit, Twilight (Linked Universe) Has a Bad Time, more tags to be added later, more like most, Original Character(s), no beta we die like men, Injury, Broken Bones, Legend is a real one Series: Part 13 of Tiple Time AU, Part 1 of horrible times in the spooky season(Whumptober 2024) Summary:

Twilight knew doing business on this side of the river was dangerous; Shade had warned him not to go over here too many times to count. So why was he surprised when he ended up running for his life?

[love-marimo]

yes i am down bad

[aikoiya]

Thank you very much. I'll be honest, the moment I read that ask, my brain cooked this up.

If all the asks are getting overwhelming, please say so.

Oh my goodness! Yes! I've been waiting for this! A sick ask sparked by your sick Darling one!

I've got an idea for a scenario that has been brewing since… Holy cow, elementary school is when the first inklings of this formed inside my mind based on an episode of the Cosby Show… *starry eyed wonder* Home Remedies! Memories~... (Eff you Bill Cosby for tarnishing my childhood joy with your perversions… I will never forget how you once made me laugh so hard that I fell back onto the floor with tears in my eyes, bumping my head, yet still laughing because so funny… One of my core memories & you dared to sully it… Dramatic, quietly simmering furry & sorrow…)

Anyway, how would they take to getting sick? And how would they take to their lover (I prefer Nemma, but eh *handwaves* whatever you're feelin’...) taking immediate notice?

Ganondorf/Demise had been feeling awful for the last couple of days. (I like to imagine that Demise's hair is hanging a bit limp, the color much darker & more of a faded, ashy blue, burning a lot dimmer. It only returning to its typical brightness when he sneezes before dying back down to a smolder.)

He's dragging. He's tired. He keeps getting chills. His nose is clogged & runny. He has that gross feeling in his throat & keeps wanting to cough it up, but can never quite manage it, because of course. His body aches & he hates it. Just miserable!

I imagine him trying to keep his illness from everyone, including his lover (not so much to keep from worrying anyone & more so because pride & not wanting to look weak), only for them to witness the worst hacking fit he’d gone through yet.

They then proceeded to jump into action with concern. They looked him in the eyes, seeing how bleary & unfocused they were. “How long have you been sick like this??” They demand, like he’s in trouble. (How do they answer?)

If they try to lie or deflect, Lovely ain't having it. They check his temperature.

(They can either use the back of their hand & get the temp. Or if that doesn’t work, they can pull him down & kiss his forehead. Evidently, it has more accuracy. You can go a really cute route with that, I imagine the more tsundere ones flushing as a result. Though, if he freaks out about them catching it after having denied being ill, they'll catch him by saying they thought he wasn't sick. Either way, they have a high temp. Or, in Demise's case, his temp is pretty regular, but I like to think that when people connected to fire get sick, their temperature actually lowers.)

Either way, they somehow manage to bully the massive man into bed & tuck him in. They leave for a while before returning with a bowl of yellow soup. At the first sip, his face puckers something terrible & tries to push it away, but they insist that it'll only work if he drinks the whole bowl.

It takes time, but he eventually manages it. (The soup itself actually had a pretty good flavor, it's just so face-curlingly sour! You gotta get past that to get to the actual taste.)

Almost as soon as he finishes, there's a plain-looking, tattered, but specifically not dirty cloth in his face. They tell him, “Blow.” And, at first, he was confused as he hadn't even sniffled, but then… There was a very familiar tickle in his nose followed by the… loudest, most forceful sneeze that he had ever had! It was a jumbo dad sneeze! A hurricane sneeze! One that left his nose stinging & his head light & dizzy.

He was disoriented for just a moment, but once he recovered his senses, he demanded what the meaning of that was only to find himself watching in perplexity as his Darling walked over to the little fire in their room, holding a simple wooden stick with the now mucus-tainted cloth hanging from the end as far from them as they could, their neck arched back away from it & face turned to the side, as though to protect themself from the offending article.

His anger died on his lips as he watched in utter bewilderment as they promptly dropped the cloth directly into the flame & immediately took a couple of steps back warily.

“Hàrnunja'vai/Hàrnun’voe…” (“Crazylady/madwoman | Crazyman/madman…” there is seemingly no gender-neutral pronoun in the Gerudo language… *shrugs*)

To which they simply went about as though they hadn't caused him to question their sanity. “You'll be thanking me in 4-5 hours at the latest…”

They then proceeded to dote on & care for him… And… to his own bewildered & disbelieving surprise… Over the next handful of hours, he began to very rapidly feel quite a great deal better.

Until, by the 4th hour, he was barely even sniffling anymore. Yes, he still felt a bit tired, groggy, & was still very achy, but he didn't really feel ill anymore.

If he really put his mind to it, he was sure that he could even get back to work…

Though, there was… a temptation…

He listened to his lover humming busily to themselves as they went about being domestic…

…

… It would only be for one day…

(Just how tempted is he? Does he give into the desire to be pampered for once? Like, yes, he's ambitious… But he could always be ambitious… tomorrow… Does he fold like a handfan or does he suck it up & get back to The Grind?)

(I mean, his beloved's arms are just so warm as they embrace him. It's just so hard resisting the urge to just… melt into their tender ministrations intent on nursing him back to health… it'd be quite rude to take that honor from them, wouldn' it?)

(And, if he does give in, how does he go about it? Does he really ham it up or is he more subtle? Just one singular day to be lazy.)

I get the feeling that the more sneaky Dorfs will pretend to still be sick for as long as possible so he doesn't have to deal with the stress of being the god-king & military commander of an entire race for just a little bit longer.

But I also feel like Darling would clock it & would play along.

However, at some point, I think he'd realize what they were doing. Then, after the reveal, he'd ask, “What exactly was it that you made for me to have such a strong meliorative effect?”

“An old family recipe from my mother's side of the family. Shock Fruit & Stambulb Rowboat Soup.” In the case of TotK, specifically, “One of the only things I learned from her & it wasn't even her who taught it to me.” They mumble the last part under their breath pointedly.

I think at least a couple of them would state rather deadpan, “It was revolting.”

To which, they’d respond, “Yes, it is. But it worked, didn’t it?”

And I think that at least one of them would huff out, "Indeed..."

Also... If he wants to just take the rest of the day off to rest, then so long as he doesn't tell anyone, then neither will they...

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Here's how the Ganondorfs and Demise would react to getting sick and how they'd handle their lover, particularly Nemma, taking notice of their condition:

Wind Waker Ganondorf:

Reaction to Sickness: Wind Waker Ganondorf is incredibly stubborn and dislikes showing any sign of weakness. He would try to push through the illness, insisting that he’s fine and attempting to go about his usual duties, though he’d be slower and more irritable than usual. The idea of being bedridden would frustrate him greatly.

When Nemma Takes Notice: When Nemma sees him in the midst of a hacking fit, she jumps into action, her concern evident. Ganondorf, caught off guard, would initially try to brush it off, likely saying something like, “It’s just a minor inconvenience. Nothing more.”

Nemma’s Response: Nemma, however, wouldn’t let him get away with it. She’d probably place the back of her hand against his forehead, feeling the heat. If she’s more affectionate, she might pull him down to kiss his forehead to check his temperature. If he tries to deflect by claiming he’s not sick, Nemma would catch him with a clever remark like, “Then you won’t mind me taking care of you until you’re back to normal.” He’d grumble but secretly appreciate the care.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf:

Reaction to Sickness: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf would be irritated by the sickness, seeing it as an obstacle to his plans. He’d try to hide it as long as possible, refusing to admit he’s feeling unwell and forcing himself to continue his work, despite his obvious discomfort.

When Nemma Takes Notice: Nemma would notice his condition when his coughing fit becomes too intense to hide. She’d confront him, worry in her eyes, and demand to know how long he’s been like this. He might lie, saying it just started, though his strained voice would betray him.

Nemma’s Response: Nemma wouldn’t tolerate his attempts to downplay the illness. She’d likely pull him closer to check his temperature, possibly surprising him with a kiss on his forehead. If he protests, worried about her catching it, she’d teasingly remind him that he’s not supposed to be sick, catching him in his own lie. Realizing he’s been caught, Ganondorf would eventually relent, allowing Nemma to care for him, though he’d still grumble about it.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf:

Reaction to Sickness: Twilight Princess Ganondorf would be particularly grumpy about being sick. He sees himself as invincible, and the idea of something as mundane as a cold bringing him down would irritate him endlessly. He’d be in denial about his condition, refusing to rest or seek help.

When Nemma Takes Notice: Nemma would likely catch him in a rare moment of vulnerability during a coughing fit. When she sees his bleary eyes and hears the rasp in his voice, she’d immediately step in, her concern overriding his pride. “How long have you been hiding this?” she’d demand, her tone leaving no room for deflection.

Nemma’s Response: If Ganondorf tries to brush her off, Nemma would either use her hand to check his temperature or pull him down for a kiss on the forehead. His usual composed demeanor might falter, his cheeks flushing slightly at the unexpected tenderness. If he tries to argue, worried about her getting sick, she’d simply say, “You can’t get rid of me that easily,” with a smirk, forcing him to let her care for him.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf:

Reaction to Sickness: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf would be furious at the idea of being sick, viewing it as a weakness he cannot afford. He’d try to push through it with sheer willpower, refusing to acknowledge the illness even as it drags him down.

When Nemma Takes Notice: Nemma would notice his condition during a particularly violent coughing fit. She’d immediately confront him, her eyes narrowing with concern. Ganondorf, caught in the act, would try to dismiss it as nothing, saying, “This is nothing. I’ve endured worse.”

Nemma’s Response: Nemma wouldn’t be swayed. She’d check his temperature, either with her hand or a kiss to his forehead, catching him off guard. If he protests, she’d cut him off with a sharp, “You need to rest. You’re not going to conquer anything in this state.” Reluctantly, he’d give in, grumbling about his condition but secretly appreciating her care.

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf:

Reaction to Sickness: Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf would be in deep denial about being sick. He sees himself as above such mundane afflictions and would attempt to continue his work as if nothing is wrong, though the illness would clearly take its toll on him.

When Nemma Takes Notice: Nemma would likely catch him during a particularly rough moment, noticing his dimmed eyes and weakened posture. She’d immediately confront him, her voice stern yet filled with concern. “You’re sick, aren’t you? How long has this been going on?”

Nemma’s Response: If he tries to deny it, Nemma would quickly shut him down, checking his temperature and not taking no for an answer. If he worries about her getting sick, she’d give him a knowing look and say, “I’m not leaving you like this. You’re stuck with me.” He’d eventually relent, allowing her to care for him, though he’d do so begrudgingly.

Demise:

Reaction to Sickness: Demise would be both confused and enraged by his illness. He’s not used to feeling weak, and the fact that he’s sick would frustrate him to no end. He’d try to hide it, refusing to show any sign of vulnerability.

When Nemma Takes Notice: Nemma would notice his condition when his fiery aura dims significantly. Seeing him struggle through a coughing fit, she’d confront him, her eyes filled with concern. “How long have you been like this?” she’d demand, her voice firm.

Nemma’s Response: If Demise tries to brush it off, Nemma wouldn’t let him. She’d likely check his temperature, noting the drop, and immediately insist he rest. If he tries to argue, she’d remind him that even he needs to recover his strength. Demise, despite his pride, would eventually give in, though he’d still grumble about needing her care.

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Here’s how each of the Ganondorfs and Demise would react to this situation, from being bullied into bed and cared for to deciding whether or not to milk the situation for more pampering:

Wind Waker Ganondorf:

Reaction to the Situation: Wind Waker Ganondorf, already tired and aching, would initially resist being tucked into bed, grumbling about not needing such treatment. But after a particularly rough coughing fit, he’d reluctantly give in, allowing Nemma to fuss over him. When presented with the sour soup, his face would twist in distaste, but he’d eventually finish it, albeit with complaints. The massive sneeze would startle him, and he’d be bewildered watching Nemma burn the cloth with such care.

Temptation to Stay in Bed: Wind Waker Ganondorf is practical and might initially intend to get back to his duties once he feels a bit better. However, the idea of staying in bed for just one day, especially when he’s being so well cared for, would be incredibly tempting. The warmth of Nemma’s embrace, the soothing sounds of her humming—he’d find it difficult to resist. Eventually, he’d decide to indulge just this once, reasoning that even a great king like him deserves a day of rest.

Does He Ham It Up? He wouldn’t outright fake being sicker than he is, but he might subtly exaggerate his remaining symptoms, allowing himself to sink deeper into the comfort of being doted on. He’d enjoy the care without being overly dramatic about it, appreciating Nemma’s attentiveness more than he’d admit.

Soup Reaction: When Nemma mentions the soup, he’d respond with a deadpan, “It was revolting.” But when she points out that it worked, he’d give a small, almost imperceptible nod, acknowledging her point. “Indeed… But if you tell anyone I took a day off, I’ll deny it.”

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf:

Reaction to the Situation: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf would be more resistant to being pampered. He’d argue against staying in bed, insisting that he has important matters to attend to. However, after Nemma’s persistence and the realization that he’s too weak to put up much of a fight, he’d begrudgingly comply. The sour soup would be met with a scowl, and he’d force it down with visible distaste. The sudden, forceful sneeze would catch him off guard, and he’d be both embarrassed and confused by Nemma’s ritualistic disposal of the cloth.

Temptation to Stay in Bed: Ganondorf is highly ambitious and always focused on his goals. Taking a day off would feel like a setback to him. However, the more he listens to Nemma humming and feels her warmth beside him, the more he’d start to consider that one day of rest might not be so bad. It’d take some convincing, but eventually, he’d decide that maybe just this once, he could afford to relax.

Does He Ham It Up? He might struggle with the temptation to prolong his illness, knowing it would give him more time to rest and enjoy Nemma’s care. But his pride would keep him from outright faking it. Instead, he’d subtly downplay how much better he’s feeling, allowing himself a bit more time to be pampered, though he’d still maintain a dignified demeanor.

Soup Reaction: Upon learning the soup’s ingredients, he’d say with a dry tone, “It was revolting.” But when Nemma points out its effectiveness, he’d huff in reluctant agreement. “Indeed. But this doesn’t mean I’m getting soft. Just one day, then it’s back to work.”

Twilight Princess Ganondorf:

Reaction to the Situation: Twilight Princess Ganondorf would be intensely stubborn about admitting weakness. Being forced into bed by Nemma would be a challenge, and he’d resist every step of the way. Once tucked in, he’d grumble about not needing to be babied, but he’d eventually accept the care, especially after experiencing the power of the sour soup. The hurricane sneeze would leave him momentarily disoriented, and watching Nemma burn the cloth would almost make him question his own sanity.

Temptation to Stay in Bed: Despite his pride, the comfort of Nemma’s care would start to wear down his resolve. The temptation to stay in bed, to be taken care of just this once, would grow stronger as he realizes how much he enjoys the warmth of her presence. Eventually, he’d give in, telling himself it’s just for a day and that he’ll be back to his usual self tomorrow.

Does He Ham It Up? He wouldn’t ham it up too much but would be more inclined to milk the situation for all it’s worth. He’d play the role of the suffering king just enough to keep Nemma’s attention, enjoying the rare chance to be on the receiving end of such tender care.

Soup Reaction: When the conversation turns to the soup, he’d deadpan, “It was revolting.” But after Nemma’s response, he’d sigh, “Yes, it worked. But if I ever see that soup again, it will be too soon.”

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf:

Reaction to the Situation: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf would be furious at being forced to rest. He’d likely protest loudly, insisting that he’s fine and has no need for such nonsense. However, after the soup and the resulting sneeze, his resistance would falter. The bewilderment at Nemma’s actions with the cloth would leave him speechless, his anger temporarily forgotten as he watches her with a mix of confusion and amusement.

Temptation to Stay in Bed: Despite his initial resistance, the comfort of Nemma’s care would start to break down his defenses. The idea of being pampered, of not having to be the unyielding warrior for just one day, would become increasingly appealing. He’d eventually decide to stay in bed, telling himself it’s only for a day and that he’ll return to his duties even stronger tomorrow.

Does He Ham It Up? He might be tempted to pretend he’s still feeling worse than he is, enjoying the chance to be cared for without having to maintain his usual stoic façade. He wouldn’t go overboard but would allow himself to be a bit more dramatic, knowing that Nemma would indulge him.

Soup Reaction: Upon learning about the soup, he’d huff, “It was revolting.” But after a moment, he’d add, “But effective. I’ll give you that.”

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf:

Reaction to the Situation: Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf would be the most resistant to admitting he’s sick. Even when bullied into bed, he’d protest, insisting that he’s not weak and doesn’t need to be coddled. The sour soup would be met with visible disgust, and the resulting sneeze would leave him momentarily stunned. Watching Nemma burn the cloth would only add to his confusion, leaving him questioning her sanity.

Temptation to Stay in Bed: Despite his fierce pride, the idea of being pampered for just one day would start to appeal to him. He’d be tempted to stay in bed, to let Nemma take care of him, especially as he feels her warmth and hears her humming. The thought of not having to deal with his responsibilities for just one day would be too tempting to resist, and he’d eventually give in, deciding to indulge in the rare luxury of being cared for.

Does He Ham It Up? He’d likely pretend to still feel worse than he is, enjoying the chance to be vulnerable without it being seen as a weakness. He’d subtly play up his symptoms, allowing himself to be pampered for just a little longer, savoring the rare opportunity to rest without having to worry about his duties.

Soup Reaction: When Nemma tells him about the soup, he’d say with a scowl, “It was revolting.” But after a moment, he’d add, “But effective, I suppose. Just… don’t expect me to drink that again.”

Demise:

Reaction to the Situation: Demise would be utterly bewildered by the entire situation. He’s not used to being sick, and the idea of being pampered would be completely foreign to him. He’d be resistant at first, trying to assert his strength, but Nemma’s insistence and the effects of the sour soup would eventually wear him down. The massive sneeze would leave him momentarily stunned, and watching Nemma burn the cloth would almost make him question everything he thought he knew.

Temptation to Stay in Bed: The idea of staying in bed, of being cared for, would be both strange and oddly appealing to Demise. He’d be tempted to indulge in the comfort of Nemma’s care, the warmth of her presence soothing his normally fiery nature. Eventually, he’d decide to stay in bed, allowing himself to experience something he’s never known before—being cared for without any expectations or demands.

Does He Ham It Up? Demise would be more likely to play along, pretending to still feel worse than he is, not because he’s trying to deceive Nemma but because he’s curious about this new experience. He’d let her pamper him, enjoying the rare chance to be vulnerable without it being a sign of weakness.

Soup Reaction: When Nemma tells him about the soup, he’d deadpan, “It was revolting.” But after a moment, he’d add with a rare hint of amusement, “But surprisingly effective. I suppose I should thank you… though I’d prefer never to drink it again.”

In all cases, the realization that Nemma knew they were faking but allowed it anyway would lead to a mutual understanding. They’d likely share a quiet moment of amusement, with Nemma’s knowing smile and their reluctant acceptance that, just this once, they’d been outsmarted by their beloved.

[jamethinks]

One type of fanfic i just cannot read is future Anya fics because they always get her wrong. And i get it this is just how future fics work but i feel it's important to remember that Anya is only the way she is currently because she is a child and to me on of the most important parts of the story is how much being adopted by Twilight changed her life and put her on the trajectory for growth that she otherwise would have been denied.

Anya is only stupid today. She is going to grow into a brilliant girl regardless of what happens. It always feels so regressive seeing her be portrayed as childish and clueless even after living with a spy and attending Eden for 10+ years.

To understand why Anya is going to become smart you have to understand why she is stupid first.

(note: i am not referring to academic intellect but rather social skills, logic, reasoning and general awareness. Whether or not Anya spends the rest of her life failing maths and writing like she's having a stroke is beyond me and completely irrelevant to my point)

One of the major issues with the computer science world is AI and Data Analytics because for decades people have been pouring time and money into developing these sophisticated computers that are able to accurately emulate the human mind and intelligence to be used in automation and data processing. They’re now left with 2 issues: Big data (so much unprocessed data that has been gathered and sat uninterpreted) and human-dependent AI (AI systems that are overly reliant on human interaction they become more of a hassle than an aid). In other words the computers are very smart but they just don’t know what to do with all the information and in the end just return garbage.

Anya has a similar dilemma. She is very capable. Her mind reading abilities enable her to gather information like no other the problem is she doesn’t actually know how to use that information in a meaningful way. Throughout the manga we see her attempting (and even succeeding) to use her powers for her own advantage. But because of her age and lack of education the ways she can use her powers are limited.

Anya shows great attention to detail and clearly has good hindsight. She’s somewhat reactive but it’s obvious she still considers what impact her actions may have in the long term, she’s always trying to make the best move she just doesn’t know that many moves and her imagination is juvenile. We regular see Anya trying to gain intel on Damian so that she can use it to get closer to him and progress on plan B.

One example is with the dogs, she thinks if Damian sees she has a dog that they will have something to talk about and hopefully he’ll want to spend more time with her. The problems comes with Anya’s thinking and it hinders her approach. Rather than view it as an opportunity to find commonality she sees at a chance to impress him, and in the end it fails because Damian sees her as just trying to brag and show off rather than trying to make a genuine connection. Anya acts this way because she’s 5 and doesn’t really know how to socialize or relate to people.

In this situation she had two important pieces of information: 1) Damian has a dog that he likes and 2) Damian struggles with making friends and thinks everyone is just trying to exploit him. It’s that second part she fumbles and ends up making Damian feel even more guarded around her. She doesn’t have the fully developed emotional intelligence to understand and relate with Damian in a way that’s actually beneficial. But the thing is she can learn.

And so when you write future fics of Anya and she’s still the same erratic braggadocios little girl you’re effectively overlooking on her best traits, her awareness. Anya isn’t stupid she just doesn’t know how to be smart and that’s what makes her act so stupid.

For me, when writing future Anya, I think of all the people in her life, their specific skills and strengths and how Anya can use those to become a better more well rounded person. Specifically, Twilight and Handler. The Handler thing is more of a hc but Twilight has shown interest in Anya beyond the mission.

One of my favourite scenes is when they’re looking out the window and he asks to try and guess which person so most likely to be a spy, she assumes it’s the person who looks the strangest but he explains that a good spy is able to blend it and stand out the least. This changes Anya’s understanding of human behavior, it teaches a good trick to going unnoticed and gives her a detail to look out for when trying to find a mole/spy. It’s a small moment but it provides a lot of information that she can use later on in her life. Although nothing like that really happens again we can assume he continues to give her little tidbits of advice and information on espionage work as well as her seeing him in action (not really in a mission but just the way he operates) will teach her how to interpret situations in a way that can actually help her.

So not only does Anya have access to a lot of information, she knows the value of the information and she’s learning how to use that information. And that’s why I’m always confused when people write her in the future and she still can’t figure out that Damian likes her. ITS NOT REALISTIC.

And I’m not saying she’s gonna become all cool and suave when she grows up. I don’t think her personality is going to change much. In fact I think she’s going to deliberately avoid changing her personality, or at least her public persona. Anya will use people’s perception of her as childish and stupid to make herself less suspicious and trustworthy. (Also I don’t think she’s gonna change that much anyways bc that’s not how people work) but when thinking for her perspective she’s gonna be more aware and observant.

This rant is gotta long and it’s kinda nonsensical so I’m gonna stop here but please stop writing Anya as a stupid adult. It’s annoying and so boring.

But in the end it’s your fanfic do what you want 🥰❤️

[captainsophiestark]

The Richmond Vampire

Damon Salvatore x Reader

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Written for my personal fic writing challenge for 2024, Sophie's Year of Fic! Featuring a new fic being posted every Friday, all year long :)

Fandom: TVD/TO

Summary: Damon's come to retrieve his SO for involvement in some Mystic Falls drama, but unfortunately for him, they're not willing to miss their favorite class at Whitmore, which just so happens to be covering vampires.

Word Count: 1,699

Category: Fluff, Humor

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"Hey! Babe!"

I stopped short of the door to my lecture hall, letting my classmates go ahead at the sound of my boyfriend's voice from behind me. I turned to find none other than Damon Salvatore heading towards me, weaving through the undergrads with incredible impatience.

"Hey yourself!" I called out to him with a smile. "What are you doing here?"

Damon huffed at the last college student in his way as they wandered past, before turning his attention to me.

"I need your help. We've got... business we need to take care of."

The smile immediately dropped off my face. I'd been dating Damon long enough to know that 'business' was code for some supernatural problem that had somehow managed to follow us out of Mystic Falls. I shook my head.

"No. No way, Day. I have class."

"Oh, come on," he said, rolling his eyes a little before taking a step closer to me, into my space. One of his hands came up to play with the ends of my hair. "Don't tell me I'm gonna have to convince you to cut class with me."

He lowered his voice, teasing and flirting at the same time, but I just put a hand on his chest to stop him moving any further.

"You know I love you, and if it was you in trouble, I'd drop everything to help you in a second. But I'm not missing my favorite class, especially not the lecture I've been waiting for this whole semester, just to involve myself in the latest Scooby Gang drama. Whatever it is, it can wait, like, two hours."

Damon opened his mouth to continue making his case, but I just gave him a smile and a wink, then pulled out of his grasp. I slipped through the door of the classroom before he could stop me and headed for a seat near the front. When I sat down, I wasn't surprised to see Damon following right behind me, settling a moment later in the seat next to mine. I turned to him with a grin.

"Last chance to leave before class starts. I can call you when it's over."

He turned to me with a fake smile I knew well.

"Nope. If you won't leave, I might as well stay here with you. Then we can leave even faster once it's over."

My smile only widened. "Alright. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Damon raised an eyebrow at me, but I was able to avoid answering him as our instructor began class, drawing my attention back to the front. Still, Damon didn't have to wait long to see what I was talking about.

"Alright, everybody, it's time for our much-awaited, headlining lecture for myths and folklore. Today... we're talking about vampires."

Damon didn't even bother to hide a snort, but I just grinned. Despite dating a real vampire, their place in mythology, folklore, and other storytelling had never lost its appeal for me. I loved reading and studying about them in all forms, and I'd taken this class largely for this part of the course. Having a real life vampire sitting next to me for the whole thing could only enhance the experience, as far as I was concerned.

"Everyone's heard a vampire story at least once in their life," the professor continued at the front of the class. "Whether it was Dracula, Anne Rice, or just second-hand knowledge of Twilight, as creatures, they're ingrained in our cultural conscious.

"However, not all vampires are the same. Stakes, crosses, cutting off the heads, garlic. Even whether or not sunlight will kill them, although sparkling is a bit of an outlier. Each myth of the vampire, or a vamprie-adjacent creature, has a slightly different description of exactly what makes a vampire. We even have our own local variety, with the myth of the Richmond Vampire existing for just over a hundred years now."

I leaned over to Damon, getting close enough to whisper in his ear.

"How many of these myths do you think you're responsible for?" I asked.

"All of them," he deadpanned, without even glancing over at me. "Except Edward."

Now it was my turn to snort. Luckily, my professor didn't notice.

"Today begins the unit of our class where we look at the permiation of the folklore not just of vampires, but of all the undead creatures that stalk the night. Is it simply a fascination with death that has led to most cultures telling a tale about some kind of undead creature, or is there something more? Something beyond the legends?"

"What do you think she'd do if you turned in a paper theorizing the vampire myths were mostly created and spread by this group of really old assholes we know?"

"Shh."

"Oh, so you're allowed to make little comments to me but I'm not allowed to make them to you?"

"Yes. That way I can make sure I don't miss anything I want to hear."

I didn't need to look at Damon to know he was rolling his eyes.

My professor continued her lecture, digging in a little on some specific examples of the vampire myth. I took dutiful notes, mostly blocking out the comments from my boyfriend, and eventually he settled for just doodling his own, much more sarcastic notes in the margins of mine. I smiled as he drew a particularly cartoonish fanged vampire. That'd make studying a little more fun in a couple weeks.

Damon managed to sit through the whole hour and a half class with me, all in all with much more patience than I'd been expecting. I should've known he was just waiting for his moment.

After class was dismissed, I quickly packed up, ready to head off with Damon to handle whatever ridiculous drama he'd wanted me to get involved with in the first place. When I stood with my bag, however, I found him heading for my professor at the front of the room. I frowned.

I walked quickly to catch up to Damon, hearing the tail end of his sentence as he shook my professor's hand.

"...incredibly interesting lecture to get to sit in on," Damon said, his voice dripping with charm and a fake smile plastered on his face. "Really, it was outstanding. The vampire myth is just so interesting."

I barely managed to stop myself from laughing out loud. For anyone who didn't know Damon, they'd likely be swayed by his apparently genuine interest, rapt attention, and dazzling smile. I'd seen him flip the switch to manipulative people-person enough that it didn't convince me anymore, although my teacher sure seemed to be falling for it.

"I'm glad you agree. It really is a most fascinating topic. You'd be welcome to sit in on future lectures, if you'd like."

"Thank you! I just might have to take you up on that. You know, I had a friend once who swore she saw a vampire in some small town bar around here."

My professor laughed. "I've heard of small town Bigfoot and Mothman sightings, but small town vampire sightings might be a new one."

"Right? I mean, I didn't want to hurt her feelings, but it's a little unbelievable to think a vamprie could be standing right in front of you, isn't it?"

I stepped up to Damon's side and discreetly elbowed him as my professor laughed. He just grinned at me in response.

"Well, it was almost as much of a pleasure talking to you as it was listening to your lecture," Damon said, holding out his hand again for a fairwell shake. My professor took it, and I caught the glint in Damon's eye as he shot the man a wolfish smile. "Take care. Don't let the vampires get you."

He chuckled again, giving both of us a smile as Damon finally dropped his hand.

"I promise, I won't."

Damon hummed and smirked while I fought through the most forced smile of my life as I hustled Damon out of the room, just barely managing to maintain a casual facade. The minute we cleared the classroom door, I turned to my boyfriend with a scowl.

"You laid that on a little thick," I said. Damon just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about. You're the one who insisted on sitting through that class. I just decided to engage with the lecturer and the content a little more."

I snorted. "Yeah, sure. I take it you enjoyed yourself then?"

Damon grinned. "Very much."

"Should I be changing your name in my contacts to 'The Richmond Vampire'?"

Damon smirked. "That wasn't very subtle."

"Neither was a single word you said to my professor."

He huffed a laugh. "True. Then sure, if you really want to. Just don't ask me to help you test which vampire myths are true and which aren't. You already know real vampires burn in the sun."

"I promise not to use you as a vampire lab rat as long as you promise not to take a bite out of my folklore professor."

"Hmm..."

"Damon."

"Fine. I promise not to bite your folklore professor. At least not this semester."

I rolled my eyes, but decided to let that one pass without comment, at least for now. Damon gave me his real smile as he took my hand, and I sighed as I leaned into him, the two of us heading for the doors to the building together.

"So am I going to be hearing about your vampire mythology theories for the next few weeks?" he mused as we walked. I hummed.

"Probably, yeah. It's part of being there for each other, right? I get involved in your little brother's teen drama, you listen to me talk about vampires like they're not real, and like the Mikaelsons had nothing to do with the global spread of the myth."

"Sounds like a match made in heaven."

"I'll say."

Damon and I shared a smile, and as we reached the doors, he paused long enough to pull me to him for a long kiss. I smiled into it as one of his hands tangled in my hair. Damon could be absolutely ridiculous sometimes, but so could I. At the end of the day, we made a pretty damn good couple as a result of it.

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[ceilidho]

What do you recommend to get into writing.?

I have so many ideas in my brain, but I lack the skill. I mean, I know I can write, I’ve written a short story before (back in High School). But I just can’t seem to get my ideas out on paper how I want it to. I guess what I am asking is what do you think helped you write or at least perfect your craft.? You write so beautifully and so vividly. It’s my dream to be able to write like that.

:)

thank you so much!!

mmmm honestly, just writing and reading a lot. unfortunately, it's a skill that you just need to do over and over again in order to get good at it. i've written a lot of very short drabbles (like quick, 1000 word scenes), the first chapter of like a hundred different novels (and then giving up immediately after), poems, short stories, one-shots and incomplete fics for countless fandoms (harry potter, artemis fowl, twilight, naruto, etc). i think i wrote my first story when i was like 12 years old or something, so i've been working at it for a very long time.

and i've taken really long breaks in between (like, 2018-mid 2020 was a wash...i was in school, so i only had the energy to write my essays), so reading a lot is the other half of the equation. it'll help you develop your vocabulary and internal rolodex of expressions/colloquialisms, help develop your taste in literature, and help you start understanding the anatomy of a book (like what makes a good first act, second act, twist, etc).

also, it helps if you can convince yourself that there's nothing really at stake when posting a fic. like, if no one likes it, it's not the end of the world. if you're a bit rusty at first and you're not super confident in your writing skills, it doesn't matter. also, remind yourself that you're already a million times better than any "AI writer" because at least you have the courage to actually try.

and i definitely don't think i've "perfected my craft" btw, i see soooo many faults in my writing and things i need to improve on because as you get better, your standards get higher. idk if there's a moment when you ever reach perfection or whatever. you just keep working at it forever lmaooo

[thevividai]

Ight so chat ima just write out my ai bot plans-

Req List -

VanillaCupCakeQueen - Supervillain Wilbur bot

No12345678919- Camp Cretaceous/ Chaos theory bots (also wants you to read a fanfic)

Fnaflesbian - Sbi SH comfort

MountaimEmu - SBI angst (no prompt)

Mossy123302 - Dark adoptive Avian Philza adopts (or kidnaps) avian user

MountaimEmu - vampire sire!sbi Vampire!Techno with a newly turned user

MountainEmu - Fae Dream bot

Bethn0tfoind - Dream catches user escaping exile

H4mst3rl0v3r - Foster!Phil helps with homework + SH comfort with father Phil

ascscarlet - platonic boreal warden gets turned into a little dog thing and gets stuck in the user’s refrigerator

Corvus-ambrosia - Avian Phil version of your Brute Techno bot

Atlasaft35da5k - Superhero Dream Team bots like TCFSV

Moonrise231- BirdDragon Phil finds Tommy and User in eggs takes em home (much to Techno’s displeasure) and adopts them

Flametheguywhonooneknows - SquidKid hires the user to spy on Techno and vice versa

Obviously the reqs

Then what i wanna make

- Hybrid Foster AU

- Werewolf!user foster au

- Twilight final battle

- chaos theory s2 on the boat

- Chaos theory s2 as the user as red

- chaos theory s1 with user at the cargo hold thing

- drago’s bewilderbeast (now named Gladiator) comfort + trauma recovery

- User as Drago’s abused bewilderbeast but as a baby

- Human!user in a dragon nest (httyd)

- Vampire Dream with a human user

- Shinobu and Kyojuro tsugoku bots

- Foster sbi au with new foster user

- User gets kidnapped by Viggo

- User is another stormcutter

- Training with the dragon riders

- Avian traumatized tommy getting preened

- Maybe Mer kny au?

- Other dsmp c!s in my mer au

- More ATLA / TOH bots

- Hellion Egion Garra and Verdant bot

- Aizawa comfort bot

- User takes Midoryia’s place in the vigilante arc

-Fae user abused human boy Tommy

- Vampire Wilbur from my fic

- More Warrior cats bots (maybe ocs?)

- Wings of fire bots

- Dragon Auction

- User is a rescued dragon

- The Sea Beast bots

- More mer bots (i have mer brainrot helppp)

- foster sbi bot based off Boy In The Bubble by Alec Benjamin

- Fun in the snow emerald duo bot

- Abandoned baby dragon Tommy bot

- Same as the one above but with Tubbo Ranboo Purpled and Eryn

- Northern Markets bot

- Maybe an httyd oc bot?

- Dinosaur user bot for CC and CT

- Drago’s bewilderbeast user (my baby needs love dangit.)

- Lore accurate cos bots

- Flying with Hiccup

- Doing trust falls with dragons

- Kokushibo fluff

- Toothless!user under the bewilderbeasts control

- Spirit the horse bots

- Vampire!Quackity bloodbag!user

- A bot based off Thats Like a Hundred miles

- A bot based off Rise again, little fallen star

- a bot based off my new raccoon brother (I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH OMGNWISHEJSJSABSJSJWKSKSNSNSJENSN)

So many bots based off fics-

- Eret comforts baby bewilderbeast!user after Drago punishes them (IHATETHATWORDIAMTOOPOLITETOSAYSOMUCHIWANTTOSKINHIM.)

- Toothless user when Hiccup fights HookFang in the ring

- Tubbo!user with Quackity and Schlatt fighting as a married toxic couple

- Human user gets kidnapped by very uneducated on humans Sbi aliens

If i think of any others (ive been keeping all these bot ideas in my head exclusively) i’ll add it into this later :p

[coffeebooksrain18]

MOONBOARDS ARE OPEN!!

Hello! I make moonboards for free and the fun of it, so if you want one for your oc I can do that.

Fandoms I make moonboards for

Hotd, GoT, The Borgias, Marvel, Twilight, Acotar, Bridgerton, Harry Potter (May add more as my interests change or are added)

Moonboards I've made. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

My Moonboard rules if you want one!

Go to my "Ask me Anything" and send the request I'd prefer if you didn't use Anon ask as I will @ you but i get if some of you do. Please don't dm me, it'll only make me ignore you.

I need a face claim if it's a oc. (Either Ai or a Actor but a Face Claim none the less)

Your Ocs personality so I can make it as accurate as possible. ie "they are sweet and kind with a bubbly personality."

If they are with someone, the person they are with.

Theme (ie Golden, cool tones, red, dark, light) this will help a tone as it will ensure I get it as accurate to what you want as possible.

If you use it for your fic make it clear I made it.

I will not do Redos if you comment on the Moonboard that you don't like it or private message me this will only lead to you being blocked. You can send in another request and I will try my best.

I will make them in my own time and if you send in more than one request for the same thing or private message me trying to rush me it will only lead to you being blocked.

Finally this is the template I use for the moonboards so if you don't like it, don't ask for one.

[whyisstarkidfollowingmeshoo]

I'm reading a lot of things about Hidge's sexuality canon wise. So taking account on what Nick and Matt Lang said (as much as I remember it without rewatching the video proof lol) my argument on why the canon sexuality of Prof. Henry Hidgens is that he is bisexual and Objectumsexual.

Well I think canon wise he is not polyamorous. I can accept that (i have no problem with him being poly canon wise. I am not anti-poly, just faithful with canon) but I remember Nick Lang or even Matt did not specify it. They said, within along the lines/paraphrasing: Henry loves his six boy friends, they are special to him, but Chad IS the apple of his eye. The last sentence they meant romantically.

So why bisexual and not gay? To make it clear, I have no problem with him being gay. I'm willing to be corrected. But since I'm arguing that he's bisexual, well let me start. Of course we haven't seen Hidge talk about or falling in love with specific women characters in the saga so far, however he did say in TGWDLM " Alexa, I love you like every woman flesh and bone", so there ya go. If he can find a woman that is subordinate to him like Alexa and Siri, then he can have a relationship with a woman. Come to think of it, i think he loves Chad the most because I hypothesize Chad always goes along with his plans/ideas. Yes I believe if I were to analyze his relationship personality, he wants to be the dominant in the relationship. He's very controlling and spirals when he doesn't get his way. Which why this is a good segway to...

And with the mention of two famous AI virtual assistants, I think it's enough to say that Hidge has objectophilia. More so in NMT episode Time Bastard where he shared his sexual rendezvous with either one of them to Ted and implied how he did it (some imagination and a little elbow grease or any lube lol). Not to mention that he talks to Alexa and Siri like they're humans. Fun fact, I read somewhere that people who have this sexual orientation cant handle keeping a relationship with another human because they're too controlling hence having a relationship with an object is easier because it has no thoughts, no opinions to consider. Also, this can also be a result of a trauma. Him losing his friends, especially Chad, during a lightning strike attack did not just lead him to isolation and practicing survival instincts, but also drove him to loving objects instead cause at least they won't experience terrible human deaths. Here is the source: https://www.hindustantimes.com/sex-and-relationships/decoding-objectophilia-5-reasons-why-people-fall-in-love-with-objects/story-LMvWWzhs257dD47yxNGC9H.html UPDATE: these facts are more connected to the character that is Prof Henry Hidgens whose personality reflects the generalizing views of the orientation better. Real life Objectums are a lot more complicated than that and can act against stereotypes/generalization. Thanks @fork-bork for reminding me.

Also further explanation:  ur friends can be ur life partners (hence there are old people living with friends in their twilight years) and some people like calling their friends as boyfriends or girlfriends. Hidge is just comfortable with his sexuality and closeness with his friends that he can call his male friends as his boyfriends. I think that's just Jeff's word play and humor going on as he wrote the song. And according to the song "it takes balls": Steve was a priest, Leighton was in a relationship with a person named Gary, and Greg was seeing/dating Steve's mom. Plus all of the boys, sans Chad and Henry, were attracted to females while at college based on their locker room talk acted by the Workin Girls cast.

I'm not like Unhidge Hidge, so tell me about ur thoughts/opinions/rebuttals as long as ur taking account of what I wrote here. Especially proof from the Langs with ur rebuttal. Of course in head canon or fan fic world, anything is free reins and you can experiment with Hidge's sexuality there. Just make sure to specify if it's canon or head canon so to avoid confusion and arguments.

Update:

I have the urge to check my HHP Working Boys screen recordings where Nick and Matt discussed Henry's relationship with the boys if it's poly or not. Update 2: Okay I watched it and Nick just says that Chad is his favorite so get out of that as you wish. But since the boys did their locker room talk about girls without Henry and Chad, I don't think the boys were making out with each other unless maybe just Henry and Chad if it's not unreciprocated from Henry's side.

I can understand if most fans think Henry is gay and not bi since Nick and Matt have not given more concrete proof of his attraction to human females. My only arguments with him being bi is that he loves and has done sexual acts with Alexa and Siri, AI virtual assistants with female names and voices. (NMT episode: Time Bastard).

[a1fanfictions]

Alice and Jasper belong to their rightful creator.

They may feel out of character, I tried to prompt the ai to make the scenes and characters feel realistic. Minorly revised and edited by me. Used DreamGen.com for anyone who wants to try

Our Little Part 2- An Alice/Jasper x Little Reader AI generated fanfiction

Part one

They packed the car and headed towards where they knew (Y/N)’s house was. As they pulled up, they noticed there were no lights on inside, and there was no car in the driveway.

“Huh,” Jasper said, frowning. “That’s weird.”

“Maybe their mom isn’t home yet?” Alice suggested, shrugging.

“Yeah, maybe,” Jasper replied, frowning. “Hey, do you think we should stay with you tonight? Just in case?”

“I think that’s a good idea,” Alice agreed, nodding. “We should probably stay until your mom gets home.”

(Y/N) nodded, feeling a little nervous but also excited to spend the night with them. “Okay.”

“Alright !” Alice replied, smiling. “Let’s go inside and get you into some warmer clothes.”

The three of them got out of the car and headed towards the front door. When they reached it, they patiently waited for (Y/N) to find their house key, before turning the handle and pushing it open. The room was empty and dark, and there was no sign of life anywhere.

“Uh...” Jasper trailed off, unsure what to say.

“Is the heater on?” Alice asked, her tone uncertain and worried.

“I don’t think so,” (Y/N) replied. “There’s a big conf’rence like a hundred states away.” It was only miles, but the sentiment stood the same for them.

“Oh...” Alice replied, frowning. “Well, we definitely shouldn’t leave you here alone.”

“Not really,” Jasper agreed, shaking his head. “Have you been home alone for long?”

“Uh...” (Y/N) trailed off, unsure of how long they’d been gone. Yesterday maybe?

“A while,” Alice replied, shaking her head. “This needs to be rectified.”

“Yes, I agree,” Jasper agreed, nodding.

“Okay little one, let’s go upstairs and get you into some warmer clothes,” Alice suggested, smiling at them. “And then we can watch a movie.”

“Okay!” (Y/N) replied, smiling back. All they needed to hear was movie. “Let’s go!”

The three of them headed up the stairs, and Alice led (Y/N) to the bathroom while Jasper found the pajamas in the drawer.

“Hmmm...” (Y/N) hummed to themselves, reaching up to pull the hair tie holding their braid together. It came loose easily, and (Y/N) dropped it onto the counter. Alice grabbed the toothbrush from the cupboard and added a dollop of toothpaste before spreading it under the running water.

“Here you go, baby,” Alice instructed, passing the toothbrush.

“Thank you !” (Y/N) replied, taking it gratefully and starting on their back teeth. Going from circular motions to a struggling back and forth.

It was obvious that they were getting littler, so Alice took the brush from their loose grip and helped them rinse out their mouth.

“Alright, now let’s get you into your pajamas,” Alice suggested, smiling. “And then we can watch a movie.” Alice couldn’t wait for their first bath time, but it would have to.

“Okay!” (Y/N) replied, nodding. “Movie time!”

“Yay!” Alice agreed, grinning. “Come on, bubs.”

They walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, where Jasper was waiting with their pajamas.

“What movie should we watch tonight?” He asked as his girls approached. They would have a great time cuddling downstairs in front of the tv with all the blankets and pillows gathered.

(Y/N)’s eyes lit up as they approached Jasper. “Kid movie! Kid movie!”

“Okay little one,” Jasper agreed, chuckling. “We can watch a kid’s movie. What kind of kid’s movie do you want to watch?”

(Y/N) frowned, trying to decide. “Princess?”

Alice clapped her hands, happy that they were little enough to want something princessy. “Of course, Princess! Which one do you want to watch?” Alice asked, walking over to the shelves filled with DVDs. “The Little Mermaid or Beauty and the Beast?”

“Mermaid,” (Y/N) replied, grinning. “Want to see Ariel.”

“Good choice, baby!” Alice cheered, pulling out the DVD. “Let me go put it in.” Alice walked over to the TV and put it in, before coming back to the room. There, she was greeting with her smiling baby dressed in a silk purple two piece. “Alright, are you ready?”

“Yes!” (Y/N) replied, bouncing up and down excitedly with her arms slightly raised. “Ready!”

“Come on, baby,” Jasper said, already securing the little one in his arms. They instinctually settled, hand lightly twisting the fabric at his shoulder from the slight surprise of everything.

Carrying them downstairs to the living room, he sat down on the couch, and he pulled them in tight against his chest. “Do you want to lay down or sit up?” He asked, running his fingers through their soft, curly hair.

(Y/N) leaned into him and yawned, their eyes starting to droop. “Lay down, please,” they said softly. “Want to sleep.”

“Alright, baby,” Alice replied, smiling. She walked into the kitchen and poured warm milk into a baby bottle. When she came back, she saw her baby curled up against her husband’s chest. “Here you go,” Alice said softly, passing the bottle to Jasper.

(Y/N) looked up at her, and Alice’s heart melted at how cute they looked with their big, sleepy eyes. “Thank you, Mommy,” they said softly, smiling. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Alice replied, leaning over to kiss them on the forehead. “Drink up, baby.” Alice whisper as Jasper nudged the bottle into place. She grabbed the blanket and spread it over their sleepy baby before sitting next to Jasper and leaning against him.

“Love you too, baby,” Jasper agreed, smiling back at Alice. He kissed (Y/N)’s head gently before looking at Alice. “Ready to watch?”

“Yes,” Alice agreed, nodding.

They settled in to watch The Little Mermaid, and Jasper stroked their baby’s hair as they slowly drank their bottle. When they were done, Jasper set the bottle aside and held their baby closer against his chest.

As the movie went on, they noticed (Y/N)’s eyes drooping. “Are you ready to go to bed, baby?” Jasper asked softly.

(Y/N) nodded, their eyes slowly closing. “Sleepy.”

“Okay, baby,” Alice agreed, smiling. “Let’s take you to bed.” Alice stood up and scooped their baby out of Jasper’s arms.

She walked up the stairs, with Jasper following behind. When they reached the room, Alice walked over to the bed and laid down with (Y/N) against the pillows. “Is this okay, baby?” Alice asked softly. “Do you need your pacifier?”

(Y/N) shook their head, smiling sleepily. “No, Mommy. Don’t wanna sleep with that.”

“Okay,” Alice agreed, smiling. “But if you need it, just wake us up, okay?” Alice leaned over and kissed their forehead.

Jasper watched them settle in before moving around to the other side of the bed. He climbed in beside them and reached over, holding Alice’s hand. They smiled at each other, both happy that they were taking care of their baby.

“Goodnight, baby,” Jasper whispered. “Sleep tight.”

“Goodnight, baby,” Alice agreed, smiling. “Sweet dreams.”

[chaoskirin]

"But I WANT Chat GPT To Finish this Fanfic! :( :( :("

The most frustrating thing about the rise of the techbro is that they don't understand copyright because they've never had to. It's never been a concern for them, so why would they have ever thought about it?

This leads to a plague of asshats with chronic Dunning-Kruger-itis just deciding they know more about copyright than people who have been well-versed in it for their whole lives.

That's why you get these clueless AI users saying things like "you don't own fanfic, haha got youuuu" because they only have a vague, transparent understanding of IP and how content works.

Here's some actual truth: The reason writers, showrunners, producers, and actors don't read fanfic is because if they do, and they get an idea from your work, and then that idea APPEARS in the media, they have to prove they didn't steal it. (actually, because of the mega-billion dollar entertainment industry, the accuser has to prove the company DID steal it. Harder, but not impossible.)

If it turns out to be stolen, the company MIGHT HAVE TO PAY THE FANFIC AUTHOR FOR THEIR CONTRIBUTION AS A WRITER. This depends on how the court case goes and how similar your work is to the "official" work. Generally, even though it's a fanfic, there's a LOT of original content in that writing, which does NOT automatically belong to the IP.

The original content belongs to the writer, unless the company buys it.

SO! If you, as Techbro McDunning-Kruger, loads that shit into a chatbot or AI text generator, the ONLY shit that doesn't have a natural copyright is anything that VERY SPECIFICALLY pertains to the media itself. Generally, this includes names and extremely unique concepts. Everything else is stolen.

You want to know how I know?

Fucking 50 Shades of Gray.

It's a fanfic, where only the names and hard concepts from Twilight have been changed. It's still being sold, and no money is being paid to Stephanie Meyer.

There's other examples, too. 50 Shades is just the most well-known.

Fanfic is protected. The original material in that fic is copyrighted to the original author. If they tell you you can't use it, you can't use it.

In conclusion: I don't care how much you scream and pound your fists on your chest and piss on trees to assert your dominance. Spewing this nonsense about how fanfic is public domain and you get to use it because you want to is theft. Stop doing it.

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Where's the best place to find an index of your twilight fics? For some reason I'm having trouble actually finding them!

Ao3.

Caveat that because of scraping/AI, both @therealvinelle and I have made all our fics open only to registered Ao3 users. So you need an account and to be logged in to view them.

[couldsewyouastitchandsavenine]

twenty questions for fic writers

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

a total of 7

2. what's your total AO3 word count?

36,973

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Pedro Pascal characters (mostly Javi Peña)

4. top five fics by kudos

Given To The Wild (Javi Peña x fem!reader)

All The Kings (Joel Miller x fem!reader)

When It Rains (Javi Peña x fem!reader)

Dancing In The Dark (Javi Peña x fem!reader)

Seasons (SURPRISE Javi Peña x fem!reader)

5. do you respond to comments?

Yes!

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm, I don't think I ever did such thing in this fandom.. I mean, I would say some of the parts of Given to The Wild and Dancing in The Dark could be a bit angsty.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I like my happy endings okay, and I don't know, but I would say the Joel Miller one (Burn) considering everything has the happiest ending!

8. do you get hate on fics?

No, just the usual bots copy/pasting the same comment about using AI to write my fics.

9. do you write smut?

I attempt to haha

10. craziest crossover:

Don't do crossovers. Been thinking about doing a full AU tho...

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

No, don't think so.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I did attempt to translate my own fic into a different language. Never finished it, tho

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, A LONG TIME AGO in a different fandom and in a different era (which we don't speak about anymore)

14. all time favorite ship?

Don't think I have one, tbh.

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Something tells me it will be Dancing in The Dark, just because I get so disheartened by the lack of thumbs up I am getting for it. But I keep pushing a paragraph or two a day so who knows...

16. what are your writing strengths?

Setting the scene, I would say, but I dunno. I am my own worst critic.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

I am very bad at smut. Also, I heard I am very boring.

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Yeah, try to use correct Spanish whenever Javi is included. Also, literally I am writing in my third language so that's that, I guess.

19. first fandom you wrote in?

Twilight

20. favorite fic you've written?

Seasons. Just because it's a pure Javi mush that I wrote for myself when I was cramping and had to deal with spider mites crawling up my plants.

THANK YOU SO MUCH @kteague for tagging me! tagging: @pedgito @undercoverpena @dancingtotuyo @wordywarriorwrites and literally anyone who wants to do this <3

[cupofteaandstars]

Twenty Questions

Thank you @drivingsideways and @elderflowergin for tagging me!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 3

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 20,968

What fandoms do you write for? currently exclusively Kdramas

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

These Two, It Seems As If They Share Everything (Stranger/Because This is My First Life) - my beloved fully finished fic.

A Warm Hug (Through the Darkness) - why this series is a mental safe space I have no idea.

The Forgiven (Stranger/The Cursed), my dear WIP, I am working day and night to return to you.

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to keep up with responses, the idea that someone has read my writing and enjoyed it is so amazing to me I always want to connect. And of course I live for my long-form reviewers.

What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

None of mine have angsty endings (yet, heehee).

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Those Two, I wrote the ending first and then the rest of the story bent to its will.

Do you get hate on fics?

No, happily not.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

N/A, but, if I did, it would have all the charm of an AI-driven bot trying to approximate meaning and sincerity.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I write almost exclusively in crossover, something about my brain works best that way, I love lining up similarities in narratives and characters. Craziest attempt? Star Trek/Twilight.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I would love that so much and would demand translator notes!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Hwang Si-mok and Han Yeo-jin as platonic but very married partners.

What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

A Stranger/Designated Survivor: 60 Days crossover AU that is far darker than I can bear.

What are your writing strengths?

Narrative structuring, descriptive sentences.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Word repetition! Getting stuck on procedural descriptions.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I have thought about this in terms of Kdramas, because some words don't translate well, like oppa for instance, and "gosh" will just never be as good as "aigoo" and why not say "appa" instead of "dad"? On the other hand Romanization has its own issues, and I stumble over the longer and more complex words when reading them, so I have reservations about incorporating more into a fic than I already do.

First fandom you wrote for?

Red Dwarf, sight unseen I might add, I just thought it sounded neat.

Favorite fic you've written?

My WIP, when it's finished.

Tagging @theaggresivepacifist, @ohyangchon, @mangobone, @olfactoryventriloquism, @titheinironside if you want to!

[manic-pixie-dream-lesbo]

Introduction

Hello! My name is Vanna, and this is my blog! I've decided to do a restart since my old one was ancient and cluttered and this way I can have a fresh start.

Quick facts: I'm 20, American, Lesbian, my pronouns are she/her, and I'm a history major! :)

Honestly, this is mostly going to be about my general silly fandoms (so expect reblogs of fanart)! I also plan to post my character AI bots, and I'd love to take requests!

I'll also likely be posting links to anything I write on AO3! There's not much on there at the moment, but I have two bigger fics planned!

Fandoms I'll presumably be posting about: Fallout: New Vegas, The Wolf Among Us, Twilight (yes, I know), Resident Evil, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Star Wars, and other misc stuff!

This blog will mostly be sfw! But some of my AO3 links, character AI bots, and any fanart I reblog might be a bit suggestive, so be warned! I'll make sure to tag anything explicit though so you guys can block it :)

UHH thank you all! My asks and Dms are open!

Also: My OC post found here