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How will the talk between Stan and Ford go? Because I’m afraid that all I can see, is Ford wording everything terribly.

Because the topic of, him being not at all happy that Stan had attempted to find his way to get home, makes its sound like he had never wanted Stan to come back at all.

That, with the fact that he thinks that they shouldn’t try reopen any more portals, makes it also sound like that now he doesn’t want the Hexside kids to find a way back to their home either.

Also if the topic of him thinking that Stan is still irresponsible and an idiot, comes up, It’ll also make it seem that he hasn’t changed at all, and looks down on him, and really doesn’t know him at all.

And that is how Stan takes it, and so he’s now upset and angry at his brother, because in his mind, Ford had basically told him he had wanted gone or even dead. And is of course upset on the Hexside kid’s behalf, cause now he also thinks his brother, doesn’t want the children to get back home to their families.

And to make it worse, the children basically hear all this, and they are now divided, with the Hex Squad obviously being on Stan’s side. Dipper and Mabel being split, because on the one hand, them having had experiences with inter dimensional things, they somewhat understand the dangers and fears that Ford may have, however on the other, they want to help their new friends find their way home, no matter what it takes. And they’re upset at Ford for what they think is him saying that hadn’t ever wanted them to meet Stan or for Stan to even come back.

EN INGLÉS

How will the talk between Stan and Ford go?

Very good question, your observations are very good, but I have a way of answering your questions with the following draft that I have been saving for an occasion like this.

What happened to Ford all these years in this AU?

Most of us would agree that Ford wouldn't want to risk the universe just to save one person, that added to his resentment from the past, which is still present, and the last fight they had, would cause Ford to get the idea that Stan hated him, or worse, that he had died

Believing in his own lies, Ford would close the portal to prevent Bill from coming to this world, as a consequence, Bill would torture him with visions of his brother in his worst moments on the boiling islands, Ford would see how his brother lived much worse situations, how he had to fight against a curse that turned him into a monster, how sometimes he had nothing to eat, and he even saw that he was on the verge of death, what he never knew was if those visions were real or not

30 years later, Mabel and Dipper would arrive at Gravity Falls and meet their uncle Ford, someone paranoid and reserved, but who gets involved in hunting monsters for study, in this universe, their research would be taken into account but would go through a very long evaluation period

In this universe, Mabel would feel disconnected from her uncle and Dipper, since Ford would constantly separate them, this due to the fact that Mabel looked a lot like Stanley as a child

For most of the summer, the children manage to live more with Ford, Dipper admires Ford's discoveries and is excited to know more about him, when the government unexpectedly arrives at Gravity Falls due to a strange alteration of gravity, Ford realizes that possibly something is trying to open the portal

When Ford and the children arrive in the basement to find out what is happening, the portal opens long enough for Ford to see a ghostly version of Stanley

Ford would first be scared to see Stanley again, but when the shock was wearing off, Stan quickly tells him what he had experienced on the boiling islands

And the children were in shock and excited to meet another family member

To clarify, no, Ford has changed, but the fear of Bill coming back, plus the now fear of losing Dipper and Mabel made him do stupid things…

He loves his brother, he wants him back, but he's also terrified of the consequences

That doesn't mean he doesn't love Stan

And in fact, something interesting happens a few weeks after Stan and the Hex squad arrive in Gravity Falls

I'll do an individual post about it

Since the comic is still in progress, and I feel like my point will be better understood here, I'm going to show everyone the script for my comic. I'll keep working on the comic, but this will answer the main question about Ford.

Dialogues from the comic “a tale of two stans”

Mabel: Oh my god, oh my god! What’s your name?!

Stan: Oh, ah… I’m Stan… Stan Pines

Dipper: Pines? Wait does that mean you’re…?

Ford: Stanley… my brother…

Mabel: You had a twin brother all this time and you didn’t tell us?!

Ford: I-I… I…

Stan: I’ll pretend that doesn’t matter for now. I’m so happy to see you! Look at you, you’ve gotten so old!

Ford: How… How are you so young?

Stan: Oh, that… well Eda, a great friend, helped me with that, anyway, as I was saying, are you okay? What happened when I left? Who are these little kids?

Ford: I… ah, right… this is Dipper and Mabel

Stan: Dipper and Mabel… interesting… nice to meet you, kids… what are you exactly? My brother’s kids?

Dipper: ah… n-no, we’re your nephews… technically great-nephews, because our grandfather is Shermie

Stan: I have nephews and I… did I miss that? Did it really happen 30 years? … I’m sorry I got in touch with you so late… but I’m here! Almost…

Mabel: how exciting! we have another uncle! can I call you uncle stan?

Stan: sure, pumpkin

Mabel: you gave me a nickname! I love it!

Stan: hahaha, I like this girl, she’s weird

Dipper: how… how is it possible that you appeared out of nowhere? why do you look like a hologram?

Stan: A what?

Mabel: Like a ghost!

Stan: Oh, sure, maybe the magic of this place has something to do with it…

Dipper: Wait, did you say magic?

Stan: Yeah…

*Stan takes out a journal that he carries with him everywhere

Stan: Maybe if I find the right combination of glyphs, we can create a better portal back, for that I need more titan blood… it will be a complicated task, since there isn't much… but if I find enough, we can make the portal's magic work…

Mabel: Hehehe, wow, you sound just like Uncle Ford

Stan: Like a nerd? Yeah, that's the curse of being on the boiling islands… are you okay, kid?

Dipper: It's… it's incredible! Are you saying that magic exists?!

Stan: Well, there's not only magic, there's a whole world full of magic and other things

Dipper: This is- I can't even… Living in Gravity Falls… I never thought any of this could be possible!

Mabel: There are gnomes and minotaurs! Why did you think magic didn't exist?!

Dipper: I don't know! I thought the only weird place in the world was Gravity Falls!

Dipper looks at Stanley with excitement-

Dipper: I waited so long to meet someone like you! I don't know what to say! I have a lot of questions!

Ford: Dipper, I don't think-

Dipper: Tell me everything about yourself! What do you do?! What do you eat?! Is there a different language in that place?! How did you survive?! Do you breathe oxygen?! How do you do magic?!

Stan: Wow, wow! Easy, little one, one question at a time - he smiles - let's start with the basics, shall we?

Dipper: Oh, right, sorry, it's just that, I find it amazing how you managed to do… -waves his arms trying to make himself understood- this!

Stan: Well, not everyone can open the closest thing to a portal to talk to someone from their own dimension, but I did it so… yeah, I'm amazing

Dipper: Exactly! Now, what's the place you're in like?

Stan: The Boiling Isles are the complete opposite of a fantasy book and it's… great, there are witches, weird creatures, a magic system, super old-fashioned covens and we're on top of what would be called the corpse of a being called "the titan", not to mention that this is my Talifriend, Lupin

*Stan shows them a little phoenix on his shoulder

Mable: Aaaaaaah! How cute! Where did you get it? I want one!

Stan: These little guys can be created with a special wood, they serve as companions and as staffs, it has helped me learn magic, although I learned the basics with glyph magic

Dipper:…- shocked -… how can I get there? I need to know everything!

Stan: Well, I'm working on a way to open a portal, this is the closest, but it's a step forward! If I get enough materials, I think I'll be back in a few weeks, months at most

Dipper: A portal! What is it?! How do you build it?! Can you-?!

Ford: A portal?!…- terrified- You?! Don't make me laugh, you idiot! You're no good at that stuff! I'm the genius here! How are you going to create a portal?! Paper and cardboard?!

Stan: Th-that's right! I don't know much about these things but I'm doing it! This is the proof! - points to himself

Stan tries to touch something, But he blinks a little when he tries to touch a pen and it goes through him

Stan: Ah! Well, it'll take some time But, if I keep working on this, I can make it work! And I'll be back! And we can forget that everything that happened!

Ford: It's been 30 years Stanley! You better stay there! It's clear that you enjoy your stay there, besides, do you think that anyone here has missed you?! No, obviously not! Then, stop your nonsense and go bother somewhere else! Stan freezes at those words

Mabel: Uncle Ford! That's horrible! Why do you say things like that to him?!

Ford: Because it's the truth! Stanley hasn't done anything worthwhile with his life! What is he going to do now that he's an old man without a brain?! Not to mention the risks of opening that damn portal! For all I care, he can stay there and die of old age!

Ford regretted saying that last thing, one thing was to push Bill away, another thing was to completely hurt his brother, he really loved Stanley, but he couldn't risk the world for a silly thing, they weren't going to pay millions for one person, even if it hurt him

Stan: Ford…

Suddenly he feels a tug, he had agreed with Luz to wear a rope around his waist in case the portal was being dismantled on the other side

Stan: No, no, not yet! Not yet! - he pulls on the rope - I'm so close now! I can't give up!

Ford: Get out Stanley! And don't even think about coming back because here! No one is waiting for you!

Stan: … Ford… - he keeps being pulled, but he fights - Listen to me, Ford! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for everything! For the science project, for ruining your life! - between tears - All I wanted to do was come back here to tell you that I'm sorry! I'm sorry! For everything!

Ford feels his heart breaking at the desperation of his brother, his younger brother, his twin, but he knows that if he gives in, Stanley will try again and he can't take the risk, no matter how much he wants to tell his brother that he really has forgiven him.

Ford: … go now

Stan: … I'm sorry… - he says one last time while looking down -

Dipper and Mabel panic when they see Stan fading away

Mabel: No, you can't let him go! - she takes Ford and Stan by the hand

Dipper: He's your brother, you can't abandon him!

Ford: He was the one who ruined my life! Don't expect me to forgive that being so… so… DESPICABLE!

Dipper: … And to think I admired you… You are despicable! - approaches Stan -

Mabel: You still have something to come back for! We want to meet you! Please don't give up!

Ford: They say that because they don't know him!

Dipper: …-looks at Ford with hatred and then looks at Stan- let this not depend on him… you want to go back, right?, Stan…

Stan: I…

at first, Stan only wanted to see Ford again… But now that his hopes of recovering his old friendship were broken… He no longer has a reason to stay except…

except this pair of twins who do want to have him there, who want to meet him

Stan: … Yes, I want to go back…

Ford is not able to say anything, his heart wants to see him, to hug him, but his mind tells him that according to logic, that could cost the world everything

Stan: … I will return… I promise… And this time I will do things right

*Stan looks at both children

Stan: I can't wait to see them in person and hear their adventures

Both children smile

Ford no longer knows what to say so that Stan doesn't open the portal

Stan begins to fade

Stan: goodbye…

Stan fades away and disappears

...

and well, answering the other part of your question about Ford not being happy to have the Hex Squad helping Stan create a new portal, I mentioned that at first he wasn't happy that Stan didn't listen to his requests, that doesn't mean he's not happy to see his brother, in fact, after having warned him many times, he showed that he was actually happy to have his brother back

The only thing he couldn't stand is that Stan doesn't seem to hate him

this doesn't mean he's not angry with Ford, but he's not very happy with the fact that Ford chose to save and protect the universe over his brother, he understood that, but it was still painful to accept this situation

Stan and Ford don't talk much in the first few weeks, but as they babysit all the kids, Ford and Stan grow closer, even going to the lake for a quiet chat

Dipper and Mabel are more supportive of Stan, but they also come to understand Ford

Eventually, the Hex Squad would come to understand Ford as well, especially Luz, as she is also afraid that her actions will end up hurting everyone else

In another post, I will show Ford and Stan's conversation about the situation with the Hex Squad

Sorry if I went on too long in this post, I wanted to clarify some doubts :3

Thanks for asking

EN ESPAÑOL

¿Cómo será la conversación entre Stan y Ford?

Muy buena pregunta, tus observaciones son muy buenas, pero tengo una forma de responder a tus preguntas con el siguiente borrador que llevo guardando para una ocasión como esta.

¿que ha pasado con Ford todos estos años en este AU?

La mayoria de nosotros estara de acuerdo en que Ford no querria arriesgar el universo solo por salvar a una persona, eso sumado a su rencor del pasado, que sigue presente, y la ultima pelea que tuvieron, causaria que Ford se hiciera a la idea de que Stan lo odiaba, o peor aun, que habia muerto

Creyendo en sus propias mentiras, Ford cerraría el portal para evitar que Bill llegara a este mundo, como consecuencia, Bill lo torturaria con visiones de su hermano en sus peores momentos en las islas hirvientes, Ford veria como su hermano vivia situaciones mucho peores, como tenia que luchar contra una maldicion que lo convertia en un monstruo, como a veces no tenia nada de comer, e incluso veia que estaba al borde de la muerte, lo que nunca supo fue si esas visiones eran reales o no

30 años despues, Mabel y Dipper llegarian a gravity falls y conocerian a su tio Ford, alguien paranoico y reservado, pero que se involucra en la caceria de monstruos para su estudio, en este universo, sus investigaciones si serian tomadas en cuenta pero pasarian por un periodo de evaluacion muy largo

En este universo, Mabel se sentiria desconectada de su tio y de Dipper, ya que Ford los separaria constantemente, esto por el hecho de que Mabel se parecia mucho a Stanley de niño

Durante casi todo el verano, los niños logran convivir mas con Ford, dipper admira los descubrimientos de ford y le emociona saber mas de el, cuando el gobierno llega de imprevisto a gravity falls debido a una extraña alteracion de la gravedad, Ford se da cuenta de que posiblemente algo esta intentando abrir el portal

Cuando Ford y los niños llegan al sotano para averiguar que ocurre, el portal se abre el tiempo suficiente para que Ford pueda ver una version fantasmal de Stanley

Ford primero se asustaria de ver a Stanley de nuevo, pero cuando el shock se le estaba pasando, Stan le cuenta rapidamente lo que habia vivido en las islas hirvientes

Y los niños estaban en shock y emocionados por conocer a otro familiar

para aclarar, no, Ford si a cambiado, pero el miedo de que Bill regrese, mas el ahora miedo de perder a Dipper y a Mabel hizo que hiciera cosas estupidas…

ama a su hermano, lo quiere de vuelta, pero tambien le aterran las consecuencias

eso no quiere decir que no quiera a Stan

y De hecho, ocurre algo interesante unas semanas despues de que Stan y el Hex squad llegan a Gravity Falls

hare una publicacion individual al respecto

ya que el comic sigue en proceso, y siento que aqui se dara a entender mejor mi punto, voy a mostrarles a todos el guion de mi comic, seguire trabajando en el comic, pero esto respondera la pregunta principal sobre Ford

Dialogos del comic “a tale of two stans”

Mabel: ¡oh por dios, oh por dios! ¡¿como te llamas?!

Stan: oh, ah… soy Stan… Stan Pines

Dipper: ¿Pines? Espera ¿eso significa que tu eres…?

Ford: Stanley… mi hermano…

Mabel: ¡¿tenias un hermano gemelo todo este tiempo y no nos dijiste?!

Ford: y-yo… yo…

Stan: fingire que eso no importa por ahora ¡estoy tan feliz de verte! ¡mirate, te volviste tan viejo!

Ford: ¿como… como estas tan joven?

Stan: oh, eso… pues Eda, una gran amiga, me ayudo con eso, en fin, como decia ¿estas bien? ¿que paso cuando me fui? ¿quienes son estos pequeños niños?

Ford: yo… ah, claro… ellos son Dipper y Mabel

Stan: Dipper y Mabel… interesante… mucho gusto, niños… ¿que son exactamente? ¿los hijos de mi hermano?

Dipper: ah… n-no, somos tus sobrinos… tecnicamente sobrino-nietos, porque nuestro abuelo es Shermie

Stan: ¿tengo sobrinos y yo… me perdi eso? ¿realmente pasaron 30 años? … lamento haberme puesto en contacto con ustedes tan tarde… pero ya estoy aqui! Casi…

Mabel: ¡que emocion! ¡tenemos un tio mas! ¿puedo llamarte tio stan?

Stan: claro, calabazita

Mabel: ¡me pudiste un apodo! ¡me encanta!

Stan: jajaja, me agrada esta niña, ella es rara

Dipper: ¿como… como es posible que hayas aparecido de la nada? ¿porque te ves como un holograma?

Stan: ¿un que cosa?

Mabel: como un fantasma!

Stan: oh, claro, tal vez la magia de este lugar tenga algo que ver con eso…

Dipper: un momento ¿dijiste magia?

Stan: si…

*stan saca un diario que lleva consigo a todos lados

Stan: tal vez si encuentro la combinacion correcta de glifos, podamos crear un mejor portal de regreso, para eso necesito mas sangre de titan… sera una tarea complicada, ya que no hay mucha… pero si encuentro suficiente, podemos hacer que la magia del portal funcione…

Mabel: jejeje, vaya, suenas igual que el tío Ford

Stan: ¿como un nerd? Si, esa es la maldicion de estar en las islas hirvientes… ¿estas bien, niño?

Dipper: es… es increible! ¡¿estas diciendo que existe la magia?!

Stan: pues no solo existe la magia, existe todo un mundo lleno de magia y otras cosas

Dipper: ¡esto es- ni siquiera puedo… viviendo en Gravity Falls… ¡Jamás creí que nada de esto podía ser posible!

Mabel: ¡existen gnomos y minotauros! ¡¿por qué creías que la magia no existía?!

Dipper: ¡No lo se! ¡Pensé que el único lugar raro del mundo era gravity falls!

Dipper mira a Stanley con emocion-

Dipper: ¡espere tanto para conocer a alguien como tú! ¡No sé qué decir! ¡Tengo un montón de preguntas!

Ford: Dipper, no creo que-

Dipper: ¡Háblame de todo sobre ti! ¡¿qué haces?! ¡¿qué comes?! ¡¿hay un idioma diferente en ese lugar?! ¡¿cómo has sobrevivido?! ¡¿respiras oxígeno?! ¡¿cómo haces magia?!

Stan: ¡wow, wow! Tranquilo, pequeñín, una pregunta a la vez - sonríe - empecemos con lo básico, ¿Te parece?

Dipper: oh, claro, lo siento, es que, me parece sorprendente como has logrado hacer… - mueve sus brazos tratando de darse a entender- ¡esto!

Stan: Bueno, no cualquiera puede abrir lo más cercano a un portal para hablar con alguien de su propia dimensión, pero yo lo hice así que… sí, soy asombroso

Dipper: ¡exacto! Ahora, ¿cómo es el lugar donde estás?

Stan: Las islas hirvientes son todo lo contrario a un libro de fantasía y es… genial, hay brujas, Criaturas raras, un sistema de magia, aquelarres superanticuados y estamos encima de lo que se llamaría el cadáver de un ser llamado "el titán", sin mencionar que este es mi Taliamigo, Lupin

*Stan les muestra un pequeño fénix en su hombro

Mable: ¡aaaaaaah! ¡que tierno! ¡¿donde lo conseguiste? ¡quiero uno!

Stan: estos pequeños se pueden crear con una madera especial, sirven como compañeros y como bastones, me ha ayudado a aprender magia, aunque lo basico lo aprendi con la magia de glifos

Dipper:…- shokeado -… ¿cómo puedo ir para allá? ¡Necesito saberlo todo!

Stan: bueno, estoy trabajando en una forma de abrir un portal, esto es lo más cercano, Pero es un avance! Si consigo suficientes materiales, creo que estare de regreso en unas semanas, meses como maximo

Dipper: ¡un portal! ¡¿cómo es?! ¡¿cómo lo construyes?! ¡¿pue-?!

Ford: ¡¿un portal?!…-aterrado- ¡¿tu?! ¡no me hagas reír, cabeza hueca! ¡tu no sirves para esas cosas! ¡yo soy el genio aqui! ¡¿como vas a crear un portal?! ¡¿papel y cartón?!

Stan: ¡E-es cierto! ¡No sé mucho de estas cosas pero lo estoy logrando! ¡Está es la prueba! - se señala a si mismo

Stan intenta tocar algo, Pero parpadea un poco cuando trata de tocar un bolígrafo y lo traspasa

Stan: ah! Bueno, tomará algo de tiempo Pero, si sigo trabajando en esto, Puedo hacer que funcione! Y volvere! Y podremos olvidar que todo lo que paso!

Ford: ¡ya pasaron 30 años Stanley! ¡es mejor que te quedes ahi! Esta claro que disfrutas de tu estancia alli, ademas ¡¿tu crees que le has hecho falta a alguien aquí?! ¡no, obviamente no! ¡entonces, deja tus estupideces y vete a fastidiar a otra parte! Stan se congela ante esas palabras

Mabel: ¡Tío Ford! ¡Eso es horrible! ¡¿Por qué le dices esas cosas?!

Ford: ¡porque es la verdad! ¡Stanley no ha hecho nada con su vida que valga la pena! ¿¡qué va a hacer ahora que es un anciano sin cerebro?! Sin mencionar los riesgos de abrir ese dichoso portal ¡Por mí, que se quede en ese lugar y muera de vejez!

Ford se arrepintió de decir eso último, una cosa era alejar a Bill, otra cosa era dañar por completo a su hermano, en serio amaba a Stanley, pero no podía arriesgar el mundo por una tontería, por una persona no iban a pagar millones, aunque eso le doliese

Stan: Ford…

De repente siente un tirón, había acordado junto a Luz llevar una cuerda en la cintura en caso de que el portal se estuviera desmantelando en el otro lado

Stan: no, no, aún no ¡Aún no! - jala de la cuerda - ¡Estoy tan cerca ahora! ¡no puedo rendirme!

Ford: ¡lárgate Stanley! ¡y ni de te ocurra volver porque aquí! ¡nadie te esta esperando!

Stan: … Ford… - sigue siendo jalado, pero lucha - ¡Escuchame, Ford! ¡Lo siento! ¡Lo siento por todo! ¡Por el proyecto de ciencias, por arruinar tu vida! - entre lágrimas - ¡Todo lo que quería hacer era volver aquí para decirte que lo lamento! ¡Lo siento! ¡por todo!

Ford siente como se le rompe el corazón ante la desesperación de su hermano, su hermano menor, su gemelo, pero sabe que si cede, Stanley lo intentará de nuevo y no puede correr el riesgo, por más que le quiera decirle a su hermano que realmente ya lo perdono

Ford:… ya vete

Stan: … Lo siento… - dice una última vez mientras baja la mirada -

Dipper y Mabel entran en pánico al ver que Stan se desvanece

Mabel: ¡No, no puedes dejar que se vaya! - toma de la mano a Ford y a Stan

Dipper; ¡Es tu hermano, no puedes abandonarlo!

Ford: ¡él fue quien arruinó mi vida! ¡no esperen que perdone a ese ser tan… tan… ¡DESPRECIABLE!

Dipper: … Y pensar que te admiraba … ¡Tu eres despreciable! - se acerca a Stan -

Mabel: ¡Aún tienes algo por lo que volver! ¡Queremos conocerte! ¡Por favor, no te rindas!

Ford: ¡eso lo dicen porque no lo conocen!

Dipper:…-mira con odio a Ford para luego mirar a Stan- que esto no dependa de él…quieres volver ¿no?, Stan…

Stan: yo…

al principio, Stan solo quería volver a ver a Ford… Pero ahora que sus esperanzas de recuperar su antigua amistad se rompieron… Ya no tiene razón para quedarse excepto…

excepto este par de gemelos que si lo quieren tener ahí, que quieren conocerlo

Stan: … Si, quiero volver…

Ford no es capaz de decir nada, su corazón quiere verlo, abrazarlo, pero su mente le dice que según la lógica, eso podría costarle todo al mundo

Stan: … Volveré… Lo prometo… Y está vez haré las cosas bien

*Stan mira a ambos niños

Stan: no puedo esperar para verlos en persona y escuchar sus aventuras

Ambos niños sonríen

Ford ya no sabe que decir para que Stan no abra el portal

Stan se empieza a desvanecer

Stan: Nos vemos…

Dipper: … Y pensar que te admiraba … ¡Tu eres despreciable! - se acerca a Stan -

Mabel: ¡Aún tienes algo por lo que volver! ¡Queremos conocerte! ¡Por favor, no te rindas!

Ford: ¡eso lo dicen porque no lo conocen!

Dipper:…-mira con odio a Ford para luego mirar a Stan- que esto no dependa de él…quieres volver ¿no?, Stan…

Stan: yo…

al principio, Stan solo quería volver a ver a Ford… Pero ahora que sus esperanzas de recuperar su antigua amistad se rompieron… Ya no tiene razón para quedarse excepto…

excepto este par de gemelos que si lo quieren tener ahí, que quieren conocerlo

Stan: … Si, quiero volver…

Ford no es capaz de decir nada, su corazón quiere verlo, abrazarlo, pero su mente le dice que según la lógica, eso podría costarle todo al mundo

Stan: … Volveré… Lo prometo… Y está vez haré las cosas bien

*Stan mira a ambos niños

Stan: no puedo esperar para verlos en persona y escuchar sus aventuras

Ambos niños sonríen

Ford ya no sabe que decir para que Stan no abra el portal

Stan se empieza a desvanecer

Stan: Nos vemos…

Stan se desvanece y desaparece

...

y bueno, respondiendo a la otra parte de tu pregunta sobre que Ford no estaba feliz de tener al Hex Squad ayudando a Stan a crear un nuevo portal, mencione que al principio no estaba feliz de que Stan no escuchara sus peticiones, eso no significa que no este feliz de ver a su hermano, de hecho, después de haberle advertido muchas veces, mostró que en realidad estaba feliz de tener a su hermano de vuelta

Lo único que no podía soportar es que Stan parece no odiarlo

esto no significa que no esté enojado con Ford, pero no está muy contento con el hecho de que Ford eligió salvar y proteger al universo que a su hermano, lo entendía, pero seguía siendo doloroso aceptar esta situación

Stan y Ford no hablan mucho en las primeras semanas, pero mientras cuidan a todos los niños, Ford y Stan se hacen más cercanos, incluso van al lago para charlar con más calma

Dipper y Mabel apoyan más a Stan, pero también entienden a Ford

eventualmente, el Hex Squad también entendería a Ford, en especial Luz, ya que ella también tiene miedo de que sus acciones terminen perjudicando a todos los demás

En otra publicación, mostraré la conversación de Ford y Stan sobre la situación con el Hex Squad

Disculpa si me extendí demasiado en esta publicación, quería aclarar algunas dudas :3

Gracias por preguntar

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SNEAK PEEK | A MINIMONI STORY PT 1

— PAIRING: boyfriend!jimin x fem!reader x friend!namjoon x ??? — GENRE: smut +18. minors dni — WARNINGS: smut, dirty dirty talk (jimin's a menace), vaginal sex, oral sex (m receiving), not as much fluids as the last one lol but still fluids, riding, accidental vouyerism, talks of kinks, mentions of gang bang, jimin calls reader mean names, jimin and reader are in fluffy love, SOME plot — SUMMARY: It's your sweet, loving boyfriend's turn to plan your weekly date, and his sweet, homey plan comes with an exciting surprise in the form of a friend that he totally forgot was crashing at his place. — WORDS: almost 5k This one is like the holy scripture compared to the tae and jk one lmaooo but don't forget there's gonna be a part 2!!!!! promise to make it worse <3don't be shy and tell me what you think about my works! also i lied and say i would post it last night but my first draft didn't save <3 i love technology <3333 please remember you can send me a tip by buying me a ko-fi if you like this stories, it will meant the world to me and it will help me ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ Enjoy !

Whenever your schedules coincide, you and Jimin always made sure to have a date. Today was no exception.

Having an idol boyfriend, it was never an easy task to find time to spend together. And to have quality time, on top of that; a moment when he wasn’t too tired or overworked, or even anxious, and could engage in conversations or activities with you as his stress-free, lovely self. You always understood and supported him because that was his passion after all – though it never got any easier to watch him be away in tours or stay in the city but be unreachable, busy every second of the day. Also, you worked too, a less glamourous job of course, but a lot of times you had to give up your free time for some extra-hours or documents to finish at home.

Luckily for you, the boys just wrapped up the promos for their latest comeback, which meant they were relatively free for a couple weeks. It was Jimin’s idea to have a date every week, as long as he wasn’t required to work 24/7, to make up for past or future time apart.

So, it was a late Friday night and both of you lazed around in Jimin's apartment. You two loved going out and about the city, doing whatever activity you could think of, but since it was your boyfriend’s turn to plan the date – and he had been feeling like a homebody lately – he decided to have a chill night with you, the love of his life. You cooked, laughed, drank, danced around a little to his songs and now you were drinking again, sitting on the mat in between the sofa and the coffee table, chatting while soft music played in the background.

“It was an awful fit to be ever seen wearing! Whoever told you it looked good was lying” you laughed out loud at your boyfriend’s frown, before downing what was left of a bottle of soju, one of the many that you and Jimin already drank. You had the capacity to hold gallons of alcohol if you wanted; Jimin often joked that was what made him fell in love with you.

“It was you who told me I looked hot! I sent you a mirror pic and you replied with fire emojis” Jimin accused you with an offended pout, pushing you playfully and, in your tipsy state, making you fall fully on the ground. You giggled.

“I surely wasn’t in my best moment. Must had been one of those weeks of forced celibacy you make me go through when you release music, and thirst possessed me.” Jimin rolled his eyes with a little smile.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. You get horny just like the rest of us, you’re not special.” You felt giddy and fuzzy inside because of both the alcohol and Jimin’s company. Goddamn, how you loved that man. Couldn’t help your big smile, heart in your eyes.

“Like the rest of you? You have no idea the depths and length of my horniness.” You started to draw random patterns on his thigh with your finger but kept staring adoringly into his eyes, always bold and teasing around him. With a hint of a smirk, he arched an eyebrow at your words and actions.

��Oh my God, right now too? You’re a horndog!” Jimin laughed heartily, pushing you again. You laughed along joyously, feeling happier than you ever been. You were sure you would never love a person the way you loved Jimin.

“Can you blame me? My boyfriend is way too hot.” Despite the dying laughter, Jimin, always up for flirting, had a smug expression that could be only mean problems. Sitting side by side, you only needed to crane your necks a little to be inches away from each other’s face, which was so helpful to your playing. You smirked, whole body facing Jimin’s now and buzzing with alcohol and imprudent ideas.

“Praising me for free? You’re totally too horny for your own good right now. But you’re right, I’m hot.” His smile got bigger and bigger the closer he got to you, stalking you slowly in the manner a predator about to attack his prey would. Soon enough, you could feel his breath caressing your lips: sweet with the fragrance of the flavored drinks, warm and intoxicating. Your eyes found his and in them you saw the glossy filter of alcohol mirroring yours, but the desire in his blown-out pupils was beyond comprehension. Your boyfriend was a menace – for you more than for anybody else. “And my girlfriend is hot as hell as well.”

“I am.”

“And we’re both very drunk.” Your heart accelerated in a second, just feeling the heat that radiated from Jimin and his gaze on your lips. And you knew Jimin was no better, if the ragged breaths escaping his mouth was any giveaway. “And we’ve been apart from each other for so long already.”

Call it a signal from the universe or simply your guts instincts being one step ahead of you, but a ray of clarity downed upon you carrying a possibility that, while it turned you on a bit, wasn’t completely right. Before taking things further, you frowned slightly.

“Baby wait, we’re in the living room, what if Taehyung or Jungkook just drop by without notice? They know the code for the door.” Jimin just shrugged, giving no importance to the very real, very probable problem. You, on the other hand, were too aware of it, remembering all the times you were there and any of the boys – usually the maknaes – would just walk in. Your boyfriend did not back off though; he just tilted his head playfully.

“Why does it matter? Everybody had seen us before at some point, and, like, this is my home. Plus, we’ll hear the door if anybody comes in.” Finally, he moved just the littlest bit so his lips could move yours whenever he talked. Jimin stared intensely into your eyes, speaking in this sultry, seducing tone that was so unique to him. “It’s been so long, baby, and I need you so much right now. I can’t even think of anything but having you right this moment. We’d waited long enough, my love.” And he closed the distance with a fervent kiss. You were never strong enough to fight his kisses, much less when you wanted it as much as him.

It always amazed you just how synced up you and Jimin were; but, well, everybody said all the time how right you were for each other for a reason. He knew exactly how deep to kiss, how fast or how sweet, and, of course, how to touch all the magical parts of your body to make you go feral. And you knew all of him too – but the truth is that both of you shared a lot of likes in every aspect of life, including intimacy. So, you knew he liked as much tongue as possible and as desperately as one can make it. Also, he liked to be touched everywhere at all times, because his body tended to get so sensitive, so brittle to your hands when he was turned on. Jimin loved feeling adored, and you loved to adore him.

He settled his hands on your ass, pulling until you were straddling him. Not missing a single beat, Jimin moved his lips to your throat, making sure to bit and kiss the most sensible spots. You gasped and whined and said things that Jimin couldn’t hear well with all the blood rushing in his ears. Then, all of a sudden, you gripped his hair in a fist and tugged his head backwards, away from your neck, because you knew he loved to roughhouse too. Jimin could clearly see the arousal and drunkenness swimming in your eyes, and he knew he must look just the same, but it was okay because you had been together long enough to be very acquainted with the wildest part of each other. Now it was your turn to attack his neck, and Jimin couldn’t help but think how good you were at it, surely more skilled than him. He groaned and whined loudly as the kisses became sucking and light nibbling everywhere; it went from his neck to his jaw to his ear and all the way down again, always mindful to avoid leaving too noticeable marks on the flesh.

At some point, he began grinding his crotch into whatever part of your body it could grind into, becoming impatient and whiny, so you stopped and left his neck to grip his jaw and look into his eyes. Only then, both of you realized what a mess of red lipstick you were.

“Who’s domming?” You asked, panting. As an answer, Jimin whined more and pouted, making you giggle. “You pretty, spoiled pillow bitch. You will have to do all the dirty work on your own someday, you know.” And you got back to work.

Not much time passed between the teasing and the doing, both of you needing to satiate the constant thirst you had for the other. You two were so high on arousal and desperation, aided by the alcohol, that you skipped the step of taking the clothes off. Jimin lowered his sweatpants to his upper thigh to get his girthy cock and heavy balls out, and then lowered your camisole enough to get your breasts out too, because he was obsessed with them.

“Baby –” you breathed when you took a hold of his member and felt how hard he was. He thrusted mildly and unconsciously, groaning when you tightened your hold on him. The precum his tip was leaking started to cover your fingers once you started fisting him, and you couldn’t resist the temptation: you released his member to take your hand to your mouth and lick his fluids away, making a show of it all for your boyfriend, who groaned loudly.

Before taking your hand down again, you licked your palm, but this time, instead of his cock, you took both of the man’s balls, playing with and gripping them. Jimin threw his head back on the sofa, moaning in a high pitch and tightening his grip on your hips, surely imprinting his fingers on the skin. Once again, you took his cock and got up your knees before moving out of the way your skirt and underwear. You were so wet that your folds squelched when you separated them to descend on your boyfriend, impaling yourself on the meaty, delicious member of his. The stretch left you breathless for a moment, because Jimin was large enough to fill you up fully even if he wasn’t hard. To get you out of the discomfort, he captured your mouth in a sloppy kiss, guiding you to move slowly on him and taking the liberty of put his thumb on your clit. You moaned, and mere seconds later, you were bouncing on your own, increasing speed and clenching your insides sporadically. Your boyfriend, in return, pushed you back down when you bounced up until you both found the perfect rhythm.

You two were too immersed in your own world; too consumed by pleasure to hear the distinct sound of the door lock being unlocked and the footsteps that followed.

“You’re my bitch, got it? This ass is only mine to fuck,” Jimin exhaled close to your mouth, trying to keep his eyes focused on you moving face. You whimpered but nodded. “I will use you like the cockslut you are, whenever I want to and however I want to. And with whoever I want to.” He thrusted up with vigor, clearly liking the idea of sharing you. “Can you imagine it? To get fucked by me and then by any of my friends? Or all of them, because I know the greedy whore you are.” And he made you gasp out loud by biting your nipple and suctioning it. You panted open-mouthed now, forcing your eyes to stay open and watch how your boyfriend went from one nipple to the other, and then to insert his tongue shamelessly in your mouth.

You almost lost your mind at the way he licked filthily your wet insides, but the idea of being shared was pushing stronger. It was no secret to your boyfriend that one of your deepest fantasies was to be shared by several people, submitting to them, being at their mercy; and despite the natural jealousy that arose in Jimin at the beginning, he couldn’t get the idea out of his head for days. He thought about it so obsessively that he got desensitized to jealousy, and, at one moment, he found himself getting hard and needing to jerk off to the made-up image of you being used by multiple people. So, it became his fantasy too.

“You always wanted that, to get passed around like a pretty toy, cock after cock fucking this useless pussy.” Jimin chuckled with gritted teeth, getting more turn on by his own words. You whined loudly, just as loud as Jimin was talking – because he simply couldn’t regulate his voice while fucking –, which was pretty loud for anybody else in the room to hear. And there indeed was someone hearing and watching you from the entrance. Not like any of you realized though. “You know what else a filthy slut like you wants? To choke on cocks. To get your pretty face fucked rough. To have cum dripping from your mouth and still get your throat fucked over and over again. And I know you want to choke on my members’ cocks, don’t you? Get on your knees for the seven of us, suck dry the cocks of those friends that think you’re just my cute, little girlfriend; their pretty, dumb friend.” Jimin hissed with a particular tight squeeze, so close to release. He gripped your hair, tight, and pushed your face closer to his. “Who is the spoiled pillow bitch now?” And he kissed you, knowing both of you were mere moments away from the best orgasm of the year.

And then, a phone rang strepitously right there in the living room, some meters away from where you were. And you knew it was neither yours nor your boyfriend's.

Both you and Jimin jumped in your places, separating from each other's body once you saw a blushing and frantic Namjoon hurriedly looking for his phone in his pants. With one hand, Jimin hurried to help you fix your bra and top that were half off your body, while with the other hand, he tried to put himself inside his own pants as hastily. As if Namjoon hadn't been watching your passionate encounter for the last five minutes.

Your head? Empty, come back later. Your body? Burning with shame and, well... other things had arisen too.

“J-Joon” you started, still out of breath, but you had nothing else to say. You just stared at your friend, who arrived at the perfect time to see you being dommed.

By your peripherical vision, you saw your boyfriend getting red in the face, expression twisted into pure fury.

“Yah! You –“ And he stopped himself in his tracks, staying completely still for a second and then clearly his throat, his whole demeanor changing in an instant. It was completely weird for Jimin to stop himself from berating someone, being the most argumentative man ever as he was.

What the fuck is going on?

“S-sorry you had to watch us, Namjoon” he said calmly but still harsh. Overcoming quickly the initial surprise and change of behavior, Jimin showed his friend he definitely didn’t like the unconsented voyeurism.

Namjoon, on the other hand, was petrified in place, holding both of his friends’ stares. Mind completely blank, he couldn’t think of any excuse or justification, not even the very real reason he was there.

“It’s, uh, it’s okay. I didn’t see much.” He wanted to slap himself for saying that. It implied he had seen at least a little. “I just arrived, really didn’t see or hear anything. No big deal.” And then both you and Jimin saw it – the proof that Namjoon saw some and heard some and he even liked some. The bulging in the front of his sweats wasn’t that obvious but it definitively was there, where it wasn’t in everyday happenings. You both got visibly surprised, maybe a little aroused too, but said nothing. Instead, you two, in all your lipstick-messed glory, stared Namjoon in the eye with some sort of dignity.

“I would have appreciated it if you hadn’t seen anything or said something or go somewhere else.” Jimin was always borderline aggressive when he thought something was inappropriate; and, though you didn’t always agree with this approach, you stood by him on this one because he was right.

“But I told you we shouldn’t do this here in the open,” you whispered, a little ashamed. Namjoon blinked, speechless.

“I-I…” He swallowed and inhaled deeply. “You’re right, I’m sorry I watched you and I’m sorry I interrupted too.” He said all of that sporting the brightest color of red ever seen in someone’s face. “I forgot both of you would be here and that you both do these things. I should have called before coming, sorry.” Jimin was totally satisfied with that reaction but you were not. You felt bad that Namjoon was putting all the blame on himself when you had a feeling something like this could happen and did nothing.

“It’s okay, Joon. Just… don’t watch us without asking ever again.” Though it did feel a little hot. Being caught was one of the many fantasies you and Jimin shared, and you knew that Jimin felt as aroused and excited as you. But he was sterner than you and so, he was the one that put the ruthless mask on and delimited the boundaries to all the people outside your relationship.

“Ask you?” Namjoon asked in utter disbelief, like he was hearing the craziest nonsense ever. He could ask? He could watch? You and Jimin looked at each other. Of course he could watch. Any of them could watch, if they wanted. You both discussed it a million times; if any of Bangtan, six of them being single and unlucky, approached the couple seriously, they had no reason to tell them no. You trusted them a lot, and it wouldn’t necessarily ruin the friendship; not if they didn’t make it weird.

“Well, if you want to do something that involves other people, you usually ask if they’re OK with it.” And yet Namjoon couldn’t believe what his group member was saying. He felt weird. So weird that his nervous system was firing all alarms. His heart started beating faster than when he came home to the image of two of his friends doing each other. He felt so overwhelmed suddenly.

“Okay,” he said, before spinning on his heels and almost running to Jimin’s spare room. You were confused. Why did Namjoon go to that room instead of getting out of the house?

“This damn dumb bitch interrupted us in the best moment.,” Jimin grumbled, upset.

“Babe, why is Namjoon here?” you inquired harshly, crossing your arms. Jimin pursed his lips and looked at you with his big, puppy eyes. You didn’t buy it. “Jimin, were you the one that made Namjoon come tonight?” Your boyfriend sighed dramatically, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Yes, baby, but – Wait, wait! I didn’t ask him to come! I just let him come!” he explained in a rush when he saw you open your mouth to yell at him. “There’s a problem with the water system at his building and I told him he could crash here for a couple nights. He is out all the time so I totally forgot he was sleeping here this week.” You scoffed.

“You’re dumb, did you know that?” Jimin just giggled at your response. It was an accident, so there was nothing to get angry at. You grinned at him, playing with his fingers. “Can we finish what we started now?” But he grimaced at that.

“I don’t know how to feel about fucking you after what happened. I mean, is one thing to fantasize about it and other completely different to experience it without consent.” Jimin didn’t look convinced. You appreciated so much how tactful he was about the situation.

“You’re right, baby, maybe let the shock pass first.” You squeezed his hand and gave him a small smile. “But would you, at least, let me help you? As a reward for being a good friend.” He smirked, and passed his arms around your waist to hug you to his body.

“How could I say no to a reward?” …

And just as fast as you agreed, you were on Jimin’s bed. Currently, your boyfriend was laying on his back, sweats on his mid thighs, with you kneeling by his side and pumping him with all your heart. And yet, he was fixated on the ceiling, barely reacting to the stimulation.

“Man, why the fuck are you just laying there? I’m giving you a hand job right now,” you huffed, frustrated with the indifference your boyfriend showed toward your efforts. “If you want a blow, you just have to ask, you know.” You stopped all movements and Jimin finally focused on you, coming back from being lost in his head.

“Sorry, babe, you’re amazing as always. I just can’t stop thinking about what happened.” He sat up, now being face to face to look you closely.

“Well, same. It was awkward but also kinda hot.” Jimin nodded a little absent-minded.

“He seemed surprised that you said he should ask.”

“It’s not every day that two of your friends indirectly invite you to watch them have sex, though.” At that, Jimin arched an eyebrow, playful all of a sudden.

“So you were inviting him, huh?” You blushed.

“I mean, yeah. Wasn’t that what we wanted? Did I read your eyes wrong?” Jimin, once more, got closer to your face like a menace, until you were millimeters from touching.

“So, you really plan on having him watch while you’re getting fucked mercilessly, in every way, in full dom/sub display? I bet you would like to get dicked down by him too.” He smiled and you felt your heart racing. What was your boyfriend implying?

“Uh, I don’t know? I mean, sounds… Yeah.” You really tried to form a rational sentence, though it was difficult with all your thoughts all over the place. As an avid over-thinker, you needed three to five business days to sit down and dissect the whole situation from beginning to end to sort out your opinions. “And what about you? Would you be fine by that? Would you also like to get some of his dick?”

“Nah, love. I don’t think it flows like that between us. Would be super embarrassing to bounce on his lap and go to a company briefing with him the next morning.” And he smirked deviously at you. “But it wouldn’t be weird watching him thoroughly giving it to you. Or should I say, hammering it into you.” He extended his arm and fondly caressed the side of your face. “Mmh, I think the shock had already passed because I just unlocked a new fantasy. Baby, I really, really need to see you being fucked into dumbness by him” he expressed with a pout, like begging you to give it to him. “I can attest he has a horse dick too.”

“Jimin!”

“And I think it will help me to shut up that annoying ego of yours for once; you’d been domming for too long and need humbling” he added to tease you. You frowned at the teasing; frowned even deeper at the weird list of cons of fucking Namjoon that your boyfriend just gave you.

"You’re getting a little too brave for a man with his dick in his vengeful girlfriend’s hand,” you told him lowly, narrowing your eyes and gripping said dick harder. Jimin took a sharp breath but smiled anyways.

“That’s it, babe, that’s how I like it. Just tug a couple times more while I imagine Namjoon folding you into two and fucking you to tears.” You scoffed and pinched Jimin’s nipple, way too hard to be pleasurable.

“Ow! But I’m being honest!” Jimin complained with a laugh.

“If you want me to blow you, stay fucking quiet, whore” you warned Jimin, getting comfortable on your knees. Your boyfriend helped you by taking your long hair in a makeshift ponytail in one hand. And you did exactly what you said.

As always, Jimin was loud and, at times, rough. Whenever you bobbed up, he only let a second pass before push your head down on his cock again. He lived for hearing you gagging and choking on him. And, as expected, he loved it messy and with a lot of saliva involved.

“Holy fuck, this mouth is amazing, baby, just like your pussy. Dirty little bitch, where did you learn to deepthroat this good? Is because you used your whore mouth on many cocks? I bet that’s why.” With each word, Jimin thrusted his hips against your mouth rougher. He was very aware of your limits and knew that his words and movements were making you drip. “Those late nights waiting for me in the company? I bet you spend them being used by the guys. Whose cocks do you slobber, you fucking cumdump? Yoongi hyung’s? Hobi hyungs’s?”

Your eyes welled up just as your pussy creamed the skimpy panties you wore for Jimin. Though you had a pretty dominant and defiant personality, you became fully submissive from time to time to humor boyfriend. Like in that moment, when you let him control your head by taking fistfuls of your hair to make you gobble his cock however he wanted. His balls hit your chin each time he snapped his hips up, and, since all that movement made it very difficult for you to keep your saliva in your mouth, most of it ended up falling towards Jimin’s body, dampening his testicles and inner thighs.

“Ah, I know -shit- you act all innocent but you let Namjoon use your mouth every night, like the disgusting slutty toy you are.” He was really close; you could tell by the precum that his cock leaked on your tongue and how his member throbbed. You looked up at him and catched him devouring you with his eyes, plump lower lip tucked between his teeth (and you couldn’t help internally melting at his cute crooked front tooth). On the other side of the blowjob, Jimin felt his abs flexing uncontrollably while he fixed all his attention on you, the most perfect being that ever existed. You were a sight for his sore eyes, with that fucked up face he loved – the only thing that could make him come in seconds. “Oh fuck, I won’t stop thinking about his come dripping from your mouth. Shit, shit, shit—”

Despite having your mouth way too full and roughed, you moaned to assist your boyfriend in cumming. The thrusts became erratic and a loud, long moan left Jimin’s lips when he threw his head back to finally let go, coating your mouth and throat. He pushed your face against his crotch and held you there tightly until he stopped coming. In a couple seconds more, his breathing was steadier and he could let go of your poor head.

You lifted yourself slowly and breathed deeply, composing yourself despite being a mess of tears, saliva and cum. Wiping some off with the back of your hand, you looked pointedly at Jimin, who just raised his eyebrows in a silent question.

“You’re getting a little too insistent with this me and Namjoon thing. Are you really that fucked up? That you would enjoy the emotional torture of seeing me with someone else? Do you have a kink about being cheated on?” Even with a rough voice, Jimin understood what you said instantly, and his response was a roll of eyes and a snort.

“Don’t be an idiot, I just find it hot, ok? I DO NOT want you to leave me for him.”

“So hot that you had to talk about it so detailly to cum?” You helped to get his pants back on their place before fishing one shirt you found nearby to clean your face. Jimin admired you for a moment, hands behind his head.

“Yes.” He smiles brightly. “And I’m serious when I say I need to see you get fucked by him. It’s, like, vital for me right now.” It was your turn to snort. “Maybe all of us could benefit from his stay here.” Eyes drooping, you rested your body on his, using his chest as your pillow. Too many things happened in the span of an hour and just now all the alcohol intake had its effect of making you sleepy. Whatever other things Jimin said, you missed them after giving your veredict:

“Maybe.”

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·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ A BRIEF WIPS OVERVIEW.

Hello! I am not good with deadlines, especially when I set them myself. This post was supposed to be up three days ago, but it’s finally here! I’m very excited to share these projects as they were all created from different periods of my life, going back four years at the most.

These will be very short intros, but each WIP mentioned here will have a proper, detailed post when it’s time. The projects also aren’t listed in sequential order of when I’ll post about them with the exception of the first WIP.

A heads-up, most of these are romance since I used to write only romance. It was only about two years ago since I decided to finally branch out, and those stories will be coming soon! For now, I still have to figure out how to write characters that have a way higher IQ than I do…

On we go to the WIPs!

WHEN ART TALKS

— currently undergoing the first draft. — first person — a college romance where a reserved poet who is afraid of public perception connects with an outspoken musician due to their preference on using words as their art medium. — contains late night walk convos, cigarette smoking, passionate rambles, and microwaved meals. — “‘Why do we care about them when it’s our story to tell? We live our truth, we speak our truth, and we have to trust that it’s good enough because it’s all we got. The message will be received by those who are meant to hear it.’”

BLIND SECOND CHANCES

— currently undergoing the first draft. — dual first person — an adult romance in which ex-friends turned (unofficial) ex-lovers from high school decide to explore the old feelings that resurface when crossing paths eight years later. — lots of reminiscing, betrayal, weekly wine nights, and fancy dates. — “‘You’re holding onto a love from a situation where we didn’t even know our place in the world yet. We spent nearly eight years growing into the people we are now, so you need to be prepared for our dynamic to look and feel different because we aren’t the same kids we once were.’”

TO NEW BEGINNINGS

— brainstorming complete, drafting to begin soon. — third person, still deciding on the type — an adult romance story of a woman who decides it’s time to start over on a blank canvas, and meets a booked and busy workaholic along the way. — roller skating, painting, solo adventures, and plant shopping. — “‘It’s scary to deviate from your current life and start anew when your life no longer serves you or your purpose. But I’m not equipped for misery, so I’ll be damned trying to save a life that lost the chance of saving forever ago.’”

UNTITLED ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE

— currently a 3am one-liner, brainstorming begins soon — pov to be determined, leaning towards third person limited. — an apocalyptic fiction where a teenage girl fights everyday to survive in an ongoing zombie apocalypse with hopes of finding her younger sister. — found family, zombie slaying, survival vs. morality, and, uh… death. — “She looked at every colorless home she walked by and wondered what stories could be told. What every stored memory that slipped through the cracks consisted of and the emotions they’d provoke. If the lives that once occupied these spaces were unfortunately fortunate enough to make it out like she did. If they constantly watched the memories flash before their eyes as they realized those would be the last batch of joyful, painless memories; how remembering became torturous and insufferable, but is all they have to remind them of their own humanity.”

UNTITLED TWISTED BONNIE & CLYDE

— currently a 3am one-liner, brainstorming begins soon — first person peripheral or third person limited — a dark and twisted romance where two toxic lovers are at the beginning of an inevitable end and play fire with fire the entire way through. — manipulation, heists, lies, and expensive jewelry. — “The venom drips off of every word she says. She watches every last drop seep into my skin and become one with the blood that runs through my veins. How it attempts to shut down my body in hopes that I’ll beg for mercy in my final moments of weakness. That I’ll surrender my life into her hands as those soulless and apathetic eyes beam with some sick and twisted excitement. But I am sick and twisted too. We are two bodies wrapped in the same snake skin, and a snake cannot get poisoned by its own venom.”

PAST LIFE LOVER

— redoing the brainstorm process — first person or objective third person (quote will be in third person) — a soulmate, young adult romance in which a girl who no longer believes in love suddenly gets pulled in by the new barista at her favorite hangout spot. — love at first sight, breakfast deliveries, denial, and baking. lots of baking. — “Then there it was. The locking of the eyes where the inability to look away grows more and more intense with each passing second. They didn’t even know each other, but something in their eyes told them that there was a home waiting for them within each other’s souls.”

ANGEL AND KEN*

— currently on the backburner, brainstorming resumes once past life lover is complete. — prequel to past life lover. — *very much a temporary title — first person or objective third person — a 50’s historical romance where a pessimistic single mother is convinced to see the greener side of the grass by a jazz musician who looks at life through a rose-colored lens. — jazz clubs, slow dancing, tea parties, and red corvettes — “‘Why shut yourself out from the world when there are people like me that have waited for you to waltz right into their life? I know, the modern day world is frightening and filled with so much hatred that it’s hard to find happiness through it all. But people find a purpose to wake up every morning because of that one person that casts the brightest light. You’re my sun in a world full of darkness, and I hope to be the moon that reflects your light when you’re no longer visible in the sky.’”

I know I keep saying it, but I truly can’t wait to properly share these projects. I just hope everyone will enjoy reading it all and find comfort within these characters :)

I will post the the detailed summary for When Art Talks either on Monday or Tuesday (please yell at me if i don’t follow through omg), and the character intros should follow closely behind!

divider creds to strangergraphics ♡

#writeblr #my wips #wip introduction #wip intro #writing wip #authors #writing #creative writing #original stories #writers on tumblr #original fiction #writing community

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orbital-inclination · 8 months ago

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What does Molten think of the Classic Undertale? Its story and alll the characters, I wonder if he sees himself as Sans and his brother as Papyrus or the opposite.

How Molt and Rem understand the Multiverse and all its branching iterations can explained by using a tree. "Classic Undertale" is the root system. The trunk is the branching-timeline-like AUs. (eg. "What if this happened in the classic timeline?" scenarios.) The branches are the worlds that fall adjacently, but do not necessarily share enough traits to fall into the "Trunk" category. The further and higher you get on the tree, the farther removed the AU is from the Root system. Molt views his own world as being a distant lonely leaf on that cosmic tree.

Molt and Rem view the multiverse very organically. There was no one around to teach them so they came to their own conclusions. Long story short, Molt views most Sans coded characters not in those terms but as individuals occupying a strange and kinda abstract cosmic role.

A quick note: its hard for Molt to distinguish others based on their AU because the distinction is often superficial and emotions are felt the same way. One monster's joy feels the same as another's. The difference is not the feeling itself, but how individuals react to situations. So unless Molt knows someone really well, and gets to know their voice, it's hard for him to tell them apart. As for Classic characters specifically:

Sans and Papyrus: surprisingly, Molt doesn't see himself and Rem in Sans and Papyrus as much as you would think he would. But out of the two, Molt would find himself relating to Papyrus more. Papyrus, who feels with his whole heart. Papyrus's relentless optimism and unshakable faith is infectious and inspiring, and like Molt, Papyrus knows how to keep secrets. (also, Papyrus is a significantly larger source of positivity than, pretty much, everyone else in UT. Of course, Molt would be drawn to him, but this is more a secondary reason.)

Toriel, the mother he never had: Molt likes Toriel the most. She is kind. She is loving. And though her love may blind her, she's an incredibly strong person. Privately, Molt wishes Nim could've been like her, both in the "physically there" sense and also "emotionally there" sense. It's possible that if Molt had met Toriel when he was younger, he would have accepted her as a mother figure. Now that he's older and wiser, he refuses to accept any parental/mentor figure, at all, in his life.

Asgore: the depths of his sadness and grief is intimidating. Asgore's one saving grace is that he regrets the things he's done. As a rule, Molt doesn't judge others on their past actions, but on their current actions/methodology. So how he feels on Asgore, depends on WHEN he meets Asgore. On another parental subject note: Molt has never had a father figure in his life: its an entirely new concept to him. So Asgore MIGHT get away with fatherly advice and support, as long as Molt isn't aware that's what Asgore is doing.

Fun fact! while i was writing "What I never told you" i considered the possibility of Molt meeting Asgore, Chara, and Asriel while the three were on a camping trip, instead of meeting Noelle and her mother. But this was a possibility i considered late in the game, so i ended up not using it. i think i still have a draft of it, somewhere.

Alphys: Alphys and his brother are a lot like. They both lie. They are both burdened by guilt, and that guilt governs what they do. Molt knows he should be more sympathetic, but the lies and the guilt leave a sour taste in his mouth. In saying that, if the two met, Molt would never be intentionally rude or mean to Alphys. He would keep his misgivings to himself, and keep his distance.

Undyne: a surprisingly positive influence. Undyne is a source of positivity that you would not expect if you weren't paying attention. Undyne inspires others, she gives hope to so many monsters of the underground! That being said, she is too boisterous, loud and aggressive for Molt to feel comfortable interacting with. Her loud personality is overwhelming! He prefers to appreciate her warmth from a distance.

Mettaton: Molt unironically enjoys listening to Mettaton's Movies and TV appearances, but more over, he enjoys the reaction Mettaton's corny over the top performances get from his brother and the team. Groans of dismay. Half concealed snickering. The "this movie is so bad its good" to the equally amazing "Actually I genuinely loved it but i can't admit it or everyone will laugh at me." its all so good.

When Mettaton inspires so much positivity, how could Molt not like him?

Flowey: the link to the post on flowey here!

W.D Gaster: Who is that? Never heard of him.

PS: originally I wanted to include Frisk in this post, but than i realized that i really needed to think about it more. Get back to me on Frisk later. (general statement, directed to anyone)

#orbital chatter #moltendreams!au #apologies for the wait i had to think about this one #TLDR: if u want to give Molt motherly/fatherly support u must be sneaky about it.#long post

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hojiteaversion · 10 months ago

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Why I Think RC Has Trouble Sticking Their Landings

(Or, a pantser talks about structure and DLS for like 8 paragraphs)

My short answer: Because these stories are first drafts

Longer answer: ⬇️

1) (Lack of) Developmental editing

RC's model has its authors write long stories 2-4 chapters at a time. As much as the authors might perfect these chapters, they have no way to change something later on if they realize a scene no longer matches the big picture. An author may revise and make a batch of 4 flawless chapters, but it still doesn't mean they will fit the story seamlessly.

Developmental editing, according to this article, "involves feedback on the big picture of a […] writing piece. A developmental editor will critique structural elements like the plot, characters, theme, and organization of ideas." They also say that this kind of editing is recommended after the first or second draft.

So this type of revision would help an author make sure every character has its place (too many LIs and uneven LI screentime could be fixed), that characterization is consistent, that the plot is clear and moving at a good pacing, etc.

In DLS, for example, things that might be revised after a developmental editing: Leo's introduction scenes not matching his characterization later on, the Leo/Vlad rivalry that seems a bit strange in hindsight, more prominent role and scenes for Sandra, a more consistent progression in Noe/Laia and Ezel/Laia routes, fairer distribution of LI scenes (🫠), Laia's character motivations, the plot mysteries might be revealed to the reader a bit earlier, etc.

But these stories are arguably first drafts that will never be revised holistically (like Choices stories are/used to be, as far as I'm aware), so problems that only become clear once you're further along might not be fixed satisfactorily (or at all).

What sort of problems? Well...

2) Structure, part I

So the visual novel medium is fairly recent, right? Choose Your Own Adventure stories have existed for a while, but, I'm pretty sure, not in the scale of RC stories. 3 seasons demand a lot of story. And the thing is, I'm not sure there is a lot of guidance out there regarding story structure for interactive stories? Not that I've found, at least.

This is a problem, I think, because even if these authors follow the existing material on story structure (Save the Cat, Hero's Journey, Classic 3 Act, Seven-Point Structure, etc.), they will have to do the work of adapting it for a visual novel that A) has 3 seasons as a default, and B) 3 seasons of more or less equal length.

Look, it absolutely can be done! But my point is, I think it's generally uncharted territory and requires a lot of problem-solving. It's not just figuring what must happen in this story for it to be satisfying, it's also deciding when each thing must happen in a way that fits the requirements of three seasons and their finales, which must all fit together, but also be individually exciting and balance setup and payoff. And there is no way to go back and fix it if you realize you messed up the pacing somewhere! Not to mention…

3) Structure, part II: Routes

Not only do they have to figure out plot and structure (without being able to revise the finished story as a whole), but they also need to figure out and balance at least 4 different dynamics. As in, when it gets established, how to keep those dynamics fresh even after they get together, and how to synchronize MC's development with that relationship and its milestones. And again, it's not like there is a manual or a right answer. You have to write and fix afterwards — except they can't 😀. So if an author realizes later on that x couple needed a scene earlier on, or that they rushed things, or any other problem, there is nothing to be done except maybe add more scenes that might stand out from whatever they're trying to correct.

A tiny example of this problem in DLS would be Leo and Laia telling Derya that they're dating, which is clearly a correction of the scene in 4x02 where Laia called him "a friend" because "[she] thought it went against local customs to make a show of pre-marital relationships". In 2019 Istanbul. It would just make more sense if she had just called him her boyfriend in the first place.

4) Authors

I'll admit I'm least informed about this one, but based on a few interviews I've read with the authors, it seems some of them have never written fiction or visual novels before…? I could be wrong! But! Imagine being new to this medium and having to figure all of that ⬆️ out, with the limitations that RC's model brings. I'm not sure how much training and/or assistance they get in this entire process. It just seems a lot for one person.

And I have no answers for any of this, by the way! I don't work there, I don't know how the company works or how it doesn't. This is just my tentative opinion based on my limited experience with writing. It's extremely hard, and I genuinely cannot imagine trying to do any of that ⬆️ in the first place, but especially if I had to get it right on the first try.

Every writing advice on Earth recommends multiple drafts on longform writing because it's impossible to make your story the best it can be on the first attempt. So I think the RC endings often being unsatisfying might be, mainly, a consequence of that.

#romance club #the examples are all DLS because that's what I'm like‚ qualified to talk about djkfghfdkjg #this is just my personal opinion! i could be very wrong on all accounts‚ but it's an explanation that makes sense to me atm

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nobodies-png · 1 year ago

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Destiny Trio - Love Languages

Headcanons and analysis on Sora, Kairi and Riku's love languages and the way they show their appreciation.

I started writing a draft with this very same prompt for the orgxiii but my god, i forgot how time consuming it is to write for 14 people all at once without repeating myself too much

so i'm taking a break from that by doing the exact same thing with less characters lmfao

Giving: Acts of Service, Physical Touch

Receiving: Gifts, Quality Time

[Acts of Service]

Sora is a bleeding heart through and through, so it makes sense to me that his first and foremost love language is acts of service - one way or another, he's always doing things for the sake of others, both big and small. Without a doubt, Sora is the type of person who would gladly give you the world and ask for nothing in return.

Because he's willing to help anyone, it's extremely easy to see Sora as gullible, naive and easy to take advantage of. And that might've been true when he was younger! However, those closest to him know about that stubborn streak of his: every day, Sora wakes up and actively chooses kindness over everything else.

This intense mindset is what drives him forward, it's also what makes Sora so reliable. No matter the situation, he'll always be there for those he cares about.

He'll be there if you need someone to help you with chores or to keep you company during sleepless nights, telling you all about his adventures until you fall asleep. He's the one staying behind on the island, looking for that good luck charm Kairi gave you, the one you lost while playing on the beach. The second he hears you're sick, or lonely, or feeling bad in general, he's at your doorstep calling out your name, so that you can tell him how to help. To him, the best feeling is knowing that his loved ones are cared for and safe, that they don't have to worry about anything.

And because he makes friends wherever he goes, it means he has many, many connections. If he can't help you out directly, then chances are he knows someone who absolutely can.

Out of the group, the one who gets carried away the most is Sora. So in this case, acts of service is a double-edged sword - he'll stop at nothing to help others or to do what he believes will soothe their pain, even if it means sacrificing himself for it.

One of my favorite portrayals of Sora is seeing how years of being "the chosen one" affected him while growing up, to the point where he doesn't see any alternatives to martyrdom because he's so used to carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. So whenever he wants to show someone that he cares, he does it through acts of service because - in his eyes - there's nothing else that he can offer other than being helpful and fixing what's wrong. Because he's supposed to being the one to save everything and everyone.

[Physical Touch]

This love language isn't as loaded as the previous one - Sora is just a naturally touchy-feely, clingy person!

He's usually leaning or touching his friends and loved ones in some manner, either by having an arm around their shoulders, holding their hand, linking arms, leaning on them, etc... You name it! Hell, this isn't even limited to people Sora knows or cares about, because he'll also be pretty friendly and casually affectionate with people he just met.

His welcoming aura, paired with the incredible hugs he gives, makes Sora an absolute machine when it comes to getting people to eventually drop their guard, no matter how hesitant they may be towards physical contact. The main example to this is Riku!

Of course, if confronted directly about boundaries and such, Sora would respect them to the best of his ability and make it an habit of asking for permission before doing anything.

Also I lied, there is a bittersweet tone to Sora's affections.

It might not seem like it, since he's extremely casual with physical touch, it means a lot to him. In a way, being able to reach out to people, know they're right there next to him, that he can actually hug them, helps ground Sora.

I imagine he becomes even clingier over the years, a side-effect to constantly losing his best friends and all the people he's befriended in his journeys. One would expect physical touch to be a love language he likes to receive instead of give, but it all ties back to Sora's inability to let himself be cared for.

Perhaps he re-contextualizes it as him letting others know that he'll always be there, that they're the ones who can reach out for him and he'll actually be there - as opposed to him needing their presence to feel whole and calm. Who knows!

Giving: Gifts, Words of Affirmation

Receiving: Acts of Service, Quality Time

[Gifts]

Kairi is also very openly affectionate with her loved ones, but she shows how much she cares about them through gifts.

Typically, she tries to get small, cute and useful things to her friends - perhaps erasers shaped like fun animals, hair clips to keep the hair out of your face or some scrunchies, sometimes it's things she knows you've been eyeing for awhile. Sometimes it's matching lunchboxes! Kairi is extremely attentive to her surroundings and those around her, so her gifts tend to come in at just the right moment. Like Sora, she likes to make the lives of her loved ones a bit easier and more colorful.

Her love for lucky charms and trinkets is known by almost everyone on the islands, but contrary to popular belief, Kairi only makes them for very special occasions - they're very meaningful gifts for her, after all! In her words, if she were to give everyone she knows one, they would lose all their magic.

Like the ones she gives to Sora, these charms are meant to represent a promise between her and her loved ones - that you'll come back safe and sound to her, that you'll never forget her. Because Kairi is used to being the one left behind, these charms are a way for her to be with all the people she has to say goodbye to, even if its just a very small part of her.

It also goes without saying that Kairi always gives the best gifts during any event that requires them, like Secret Santas, special holidays, birthdays and so on. Even if you don't know what type of gift you'd like, she'll figure it out. It's almost scary!

I also like to think that she's quite good at arts and crafts (and that's why Naminé is so artistic) as well as writing, so she'd include very heartfelt notes with her gifts.

[Words of Affirmation]

In KH2, we see that Kairi was very eager to start protecting Sora and Riku in return instead of staying by the sidelines, the culmination of all those themes about being left behind over and over - so I like to think that words of affirmation is Kairi's secondary love language because it's more of a skill she's had to develop over the years.

She was rarely allowed the chance to do anything for herself, but she knows that people will listen to her words, if that makes sense?

Like, let's be honest: as close as the Destiny Trio might be, growing up with two boys who will constantly fight for your attention is kind of tiring - the amount of mediating Kairi has had to do from a young age is amazing. So that awareness, paired with the fact that she was adopted by the mayor of the islands, made Kairi very aware of the effect her words would have on people, whether she liked it or not.

She's always been kind and considerate, but her words tend to be a little sweeter because of this whole thing. Whenever she sees someone in need of a listening ear, she'll be very gentle, allowing the other party to steer the conversation to whatever they're comfortable discussing with her.

Her advice is always solid, but it might feel a little distant to some, like she's specifically choosing to say the safest things for your situation.

This is something she outgrows as she becomes older, the current Kairi doesn't have to suppress her own stubbornness anymore, after all - she calls it how she sees it, and might tease you from time to time, but she always make sure that you feel heard, seen and cared for, passionately talking about how much you inspire her.

And this is also where her letters come into play! It's way easier for her to put thoughts and feelings into a letters or notes, because she does get flustered over rambling and gushing so much about her loved ones.

Giving: Acts of Service, Quality Time

Receiving: Words of Affirmation, Physical Touch

[Acts of Service]

Riku is a stark contrast to Sora and Kairi, he struggles with being as openly affectionate - both verbally and physically - as them, which leaves him with two love languages that don't necessarily focus on either of those two things.

He shares acts of service with Sora, but Riku helps those he cares about specifically to repay all the kindness and patience he's been shown. And in this aspect, he's more similar to Kairi - instead of grand gestures, both prefer to do little things to make others happy.

In fact, Riku doubles down on this. He's proud to know others rely on him, whenever someone might approach to ask him for help, but he greatly prefers helping from the shadows (less embarrassing and less chances to get flustered that way). He'll wake up early to make breakfast or make whatever necessary preparations for the day, just so that you can take a few extra minutes in bed. If you need to run errands, he's most likely taken care of half of them already so that you only have half of the work left.

To differentiate him more from Sora: Sora is on your doorstep the second he finds out you're sick, but Riku is most likely the reason you never got sick in the first place because he's probably been fussing about you wearing enough layers.

One thing I love to headcanon about Riku is that he's great at everything and anything - as long as he's doing it for someone else. He'll put in the extra effort if needed, but really he'll only succeed if his motivation is helping someone he cares about. And because he makes sure that no one sees his failures (if possible), it makes Riku come across as this perfect guy, which is most likely what fueled his rivalry with Sora when they were kids.

[Quality Time]

Because of the chaotic life he's led, Riku appreciates the quiet moments even more.

Whenever he feels restless, or whenever he sees his loved ones stressed and in need of a break, Riku won't hesitate to pull them away from their responsibilities into an impromptu date. You will hang out with him and you will relax or so help him.

Like every person native to Destiny Islands, his first instinct is to seek the nearest body of water (if the ocean isn't that easy to get to). An empty beach, river or lakeside on a sunny day is the perfect way to relax - whether you want to swim around, walk along the shore, or just dip your feet into the water and talk until the sun sets.

He's never been one for large crowds or huge outings with dozens of friends, so one-on-one time is perfect for someone like Riku. If you ever need someone to just sit with you in absolute silence, you can count on Riku to be there for you. If you need that to be a daily or weekly occurrence, he'll set up seven alarms to make sure he's never late.

You'll get to see Riku's most vulnerable side, when he trusts you enough to show that he genuinely wants to be closer to you - even if all you two do is talk about groceries, what you'd like to do next week or to show you the funny shit Kairi and Sora text him when half-asleep. He'll stumble over his words at times, apologize for the smallest of things that you never even noticed or thought were an issue, like getting a little sassy and regretting it instantly because what if you weren't as close as he thought you were, etc.

All in all, under all those layers of nonchalance and effortless perfection, Riku is one huge mess, but he trusts you enough to know that. And he'd be over the moon to know you also trusted him enough to lower your guard around him.

#kingdom hearts #kh headcanons #reader insert #destiny trio #sora #kairi #riku #i really like writing the destiny trio as like. a group of friends who inevitably influence each other #bits and pieces of each other in the way they say or do things #you are made out of parts from everyone you've ever met and loved type of shit

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komitomi · 2 years ago

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Fateful Encounter. // Chapter v.

Neteyam x F!reader

prologue || chapter i || chapter ii || chapter iii || chapter iv

nsfw! mdni! ; p in v, mutual masturbating (unfinished),unprotected sex, breeding kink, talks about war, little bit of angst? and also fluff, neteyam recovers, ALL CHARACTERS HAVE BEEN AGED UP TO ADULTS IN THIS SERIES. + not proofread

english is not spoken

wc: 3.8k

A/N: I had to rush this cause it was already in the drafts for a while now, chapter 6 or 7 might be the final chapters of the series I think, depends on how long chapter 6 will be, but anyways please enjoy! also I lost the taglist that I saved so please comment if you wanna be added again <3 // gif credit: ??? I got this off of google idk who made it.

It has been a week, since the war broke out, the information of this had reached earth which finally put the nail in the coffin for RDA, the law firm decided that RDA was found guilty for misconduct, manipulation of truth, false information, and innocent deaths, which led to the termination of their project.

The court didn't just do this because they empathize with the na'vi, but also cause of the false information, lies and deceit the RDA had told humans, leading to billions of money loss, which was a big deal in the declining of the economy back on earth, which also caused a lot of uproar once the truth was revealed.

RDA troops back on Pandora were stuck in an awkward place, they would need orders from the RDA to continue the project but they also had all supplies they needed to not listen to the order and simply have their own way.

Few of them decided to side with SERO, seeing that there is no hope, however most of the others decided that this is their reality now and continued the project because it benefitted them, and since no high command to control them, they could go as far as they want.

Other than another war that was brewing there was nothing significantly different, neteyam woke up from his coma two days ago, you had to explain everything to him, it seemed like he didn't remember anything that happened after your mating with him, he doesn't remember the war, the fight with his brother, him getting shot.

Norm, one of the former RDA people, who rushed over here as soon as he heard about everything had told you that it might be due to the way the entire consciousness thing works in Pandora, Neteyam visited the spirit tree once after mating with you and then after that, the war broke out.

Basically jake had to explain it to you in a simplistic way, telling you that it's like the internet back on earth, you basically upload your memories or download them, when the na'vi pass the memories remain in the eywa, living in her.

Which is why you are able to relive your memories shared together in the spirit tree, basically 'virtual reality on spiritual crack' is what norm ended jake's explanation with which made you chuckle but earned him a light hit from jake on the stomach as it was quite disrespectful.

When neteyam passed away but was revived, he was momentarily with eywa, you wondered if this broke the law of nature which the na'vi people are very particular about but neytiri and ronal's words reassured you that if it wasn't eywa's will then neteyam wouldn't have revived no matter how hard you tried, she basically gave him back to you.

He had all his memories intact besides the ones that happened during war, he didn't really question much when you explained what happened to him, just taking in the information, besides he doesn't really care about it that much either since they were probably bad memories, but he was more thankful that you were still alive.

You were currently tending to neteyam, who still seemed to be recovering, opening up the bandage around his chest to apply medicine and apply bandage over again, the thread was slowly beginning to dissipate into his skin, indicating that he's healing.

“How are you feeling neteyam?” you ask him, caressing his cheek and he takes your hand off and kisses your fingers, “Decent, it still hurts.” he says and you hand him over pain killing medicine, he takes them reluctantly.

“Oh eywa, you sky people have weird medicine.” he says before popping the pill into his mouth and drinking water to aid the pill down his throat. you chuckle at his remark, agreeing with him.

Neteyam puts the pot of water down before he pulls you on to his lap, hugging you, you try your best to not put all your body weight on him as he was still in recovery, what shocks is when he grinds his hips against you, making you slap his thigh.

“Neteyam.” you say sternly but he just looks at you sheepishly before he stops moving and buries his nose into the crook of your neck, taking in your scent, “I missed you.” he says before kissing the spot.

“I literally didn't even leave your side for the past few days.” you say which made him giggle, “yeah, but I still miss you, I want to be inside you.” he mumbles the last part, making your cheeks heat up, “Recover fast then.” you say and pull him away to make eye contact with you.

“Oh, I will.” he says before rubbing your noses together.

“Oh eywa, what the heck did I just walk in on.” you hear a familiar voice and you both snap your head towards that direction, it was none other than kiri, you quickly get off his lap and sit down as kiri walks in, holding food, “I bought food for you guys, but it seems your hunger is for something else.” she says the second part looking directly at her brother, making him avoid her gaze.

“Y/n, come with me for a bit.” she tells you before getting up, and you immediately join her outside as you both make your way towards the sully family pod, you spot a human there and immediately feel bad.

His name was spider, he was apparently quaritch's son, and you didn't know that and ended up killing him. Although his death was appreciated by the suli family, you felt an immense amount of guilt in your heart the moment you found out about everything, you never truly got a chance to apologize to him, maybe you'll do it today.

“Ah, come in.” Jake says immediately as he spots you, you enter inside and see why you were called here, you spotted a few of the SERO troops and former RDA troops there too, they were discussing something.

A lot had happened after the war ended, most people from your organization had left to deal with the actual nest while few of them stayed behind, establishing a science camp at the back of the island, in the forest, which tonowari didn't allow at first because they were still kind of hostile towards the sky people but later came to an agreement when jake negotiated things between them.

They built a average-sized camp with minimal damage to the environment around it as possible, just enough to have their supplies and link units stored, you were planning to bring your human body here after everything was dealt with.

“What's the matter?” you look at him with a questioning expression, kiara, who is now your friend, sighs “we probably need to prepare for another war.” she says to you and you look at her shocked, “I thought RDA was dealt with?” you ask and she nods her head, “Yes, back on earth it has, but the ones here refuse to back down and they've become even more aggressive, some of them decided to join SERO but the rest are still being idiots.” she tells you.

“So what now?” you ask, and kiara starts explaining the plan to you.

They will attack the base in 3 months, which will require you to leave your avatar body here and fight in your human one since it was still at the original camp, or travel back to the forest with your avatar body and then fight, the later seems like a much more safer option, so you decided you were going to do that, jake and neytiri will also accompany you, since they're also very much needed there to fight.

Na'vi don't usually go far away from their clans to prevent clashes against one another, however for this reason its excusable, jake sully suggested taking the help of the omaticaya people who were their former clan, and had excellent warriors.

You make your way towards your pod thinking about the plan when you see neteyam sitting outside, it looks like he was waiting for you and you quickly rush over to him, “What is it?” he asks and you avert his gaze, you didnt know how you were going to break it to him. He will probably refuse but you need to manage to convince him somehow.

This is exactly what you had feared, as soon as you told your plan neteyam got up and rushed over to his parents pod in an angry stance and argued with his dad about how its literally unsafe for you, his dad shouted at him telling him theres no other way than this.

“Father, I usually respect your decision but, no way I'm going to allow this! This will put everyone in danger!” he argued.

“There is no other way son, in order for eternal peace, we must fight this battle, a final war.” jake says shaking his head, “Why isn't there any other way? Why can't the organisation just deal with it on their own?” he contrasts.

“Because SERO is still relatively small, compared to RDA. They lack manpower, in certain areas, attacking the base isn't as easy as attacking barely few troops of RDA's army which was sent here.” he sighs.

After what seemed like a never ending argument between son and father lo'ak stepped in and managed to convince his brother.

Lo'ak had matured lately, after the near death of his brother his mindset changed drastically, its almost like he became a new person, he stopped being so impulsive, standing in between both jake and neteyam.

Neteyam seemed to give up, his eyes shot towards you making your breath hitch as you gave him a look of concern, he averted his eyes from you and put his head down in defeat, before sighing and going back to your shared marui, you followed him there, shooting once apologetic look at jake before leaving.

“This is ridiculous.” he muttered, he was currently laying down on your lap, head on your thighs while you slowly caress his face, “It's the only option.” you tell him, gentle fingers tracing the strips on his face, he looks at before sitting up straight and pulling you into a hug, taking in your scent.

“What if I lose you?” he finally speaks his mind, stroking your hair and you just giggle against him, “You won't, I'm quite the fighter, you should've seen me in battle.” you say pulling away from the hug and jokingly flexing your body.

Neteyam's gaze softens at your lightheartedness, “I'm scared, losing a mate is terrifying, apparently you go insane for a bit.” he says and you nod, “Yeah I should know very well.” you say and he lightly hits your shoulder, “I am not dead.” he says, “Well, you were kind of dead, for like a few seconds, before my troops revived you, never felt anything like that in my life” you look at his and caress his face.

“The gaze you had on your face as the life was leaving your body made my heart drop to my stomach, I just stayed there, not being able to move as my mind slowly registered what had happened, i— i was frozen in fear.” your voice cracks and your breathing gets faster, recalling the events, tears form in your eyes until once again you were pulled into a hug by neteyam.

“I am here now, I have no recollection of what had happened but, I'm sorry.” he says, kissing you on your shoulder, you caress his head gently, “Don't apologize, it wasn't your fault, not like you made the conscious decision to die, it's just— it was traumatic, but I'm glad the great mother had blessed me.” you say and kiss his head.

You both stay like that for a while.

2 months later.

Neteyam had fully healed up, and preparations for the war were going well, and the only thing left to do was finally fight, everything was basically going accordingly and perfectly.

That's what you thought until you went to the tsahìk this morning, what started off as a light sickness turned into constant tiredness, you were constantly feeling nauseous, you decided to ignore it thinking it might be anxiety since the time to strike was coming.

When you arrived, the tsahìk immediately smelled the change in your scent, you sat next to her as she examined your physical state before drawing the needle from her necklace and poking you and licking the blood.

“As I suspected, you are with child.”

As soon as those words left her mouth, you froze up, not having any idea on what you're going to do now, she noticed your state and put a hand on your shoulder, “Don't be stressed, it's bad for the child, it will be okay.” her words snapped you out of whatever trance you were in.

“Thank you tsahìk.” you say, getting up to leave and she nods, you bid her goodbye and make your way towards your home, hands shaking, not knowing how to break this news to neteyam.

Although he accepted the plan, he was still reluctant about it, and you breaking this news to him will completely bring everything back to square one, he will refuse to let you go, and to be fair, you also are having second thoughts about this war, as soon as you found you were pregnant it's almost like the motherly instincts kicked instantly, it's not like you didn't want to have this child, it was just the wrong time.

You almost dropped down onto the floor when you reached your home as your legs were trembling, you noticed neteyam was fanning the fish which was cooking to get rid of the smoke while also simultaneously keeping the fire alive, the air was filled with the smell of the fish cooking, normally this would've been appetizing but you just felt nauseous.

He noticed your presence and gently pulled you down to sit alongside him as he continued what he was doing, you rested your head on his shoulder, watching in silence as many thoughts went through your head.

“What is it love?” he asks before he completely blows out the fire and turns to look at you, and you just shake your head, hiding your face in his shoulder, he turns his body to you and pulls you into a hug, rubbing your back gently and rests his face in your neck.

He suddenly pulls back, startling you before his face turns into the look of a scowl, “Who touched you? You smell different.” he grits his teeth, the smell was faint but it was there, mated couples mark each other with their scents as they release their pheromones, also known as "scenting/marking" simply.

You having a different smell on you, which wasn't neteyams pheromones, implies that someone had marked you as their own, which made neteyam angry, his aura became darker as he makes that revelation.

“No one, my love.” you say sighing, which makes neteyam raise a brow, “Why do you smell different then?” he asks and you let out another sigh, gosh you've been sighing a lot lately, you take a deep breathe before looking directly into his eyes.

His brows were now furrowed in a confused expression as he looked at you.

“I'm pregnant.” you say which makes neteyam's eyes widen as his brows raise in surprise, his mouth slightly open, he doesn't know what he expected but it definitely wasn't this, the shocked expression only last few seconds before his agape mouth turns into a happy smile which reaches his eyes and he quickly pulls you in for a hug.

“You're carrying my seed.” he says which makes your eyes widen at the wording before you chuckle and nod in his shoulder, “That's a good thing! We have been blessed, eywa has blessed us.” he says enthusiastically.

Neteyam was excited about it, hell, he pulled away from the hug and rubbed your belly with his fingers, and immediately started to talk about how they should expand this marui pod and have a crib woven to place the babe in, all he could think about how there is a life growing inside of you now, the thought of your belly swelling up and bearing his kid was lowkey making him horny but he was overwhelmed with happiness.

He noticed the lack of your enthusiasm regarding this, and how you swallowed a lump in your throat and fiddled with your fingers, that was when the realisation hit him, and you noticed his face drop.

“Neteyam— what a-about the war.” you finally managed to spill the words you were holding back, you prepared yourself for the worst, thinking about ways to convince him, “on one condition.” he says and you look up at him, surprised. “Let me come with you.” he finishes.

“I cant– what if something happens to you? Again?” you say panicking, “what if something happens to you? the baby?” he throws the same question at you making you go silent.

“I'll talk about this with my dad, do not worry.” he sighs and pulls you onto his lap, you straddle him, legs wrapped around his waist as he showers kisses on your shoulder, his hands lingered near your belly, fingers gently grazing it, there was no bump yet since you were still probably in the early stages.

His hands trail up your body, as he showers kisses down your kiss to your chest, fiddling with your top as he tries to undo it, your arms are wrapped around his neck, your top finally comes undone and falls to the ground with a noise as the seashells hit the floor.

He kisses your breasts, biting them gently but enough to leave his bite marks on there, he changes the position by making you lay down on the group as he gets on top of you, hands going down to your loincloth, he removes it quickly before he leans back and spreads your legs, taking in the sight.

Your pussy was glistening with your juices, wet from his inappropriate touches, you quickly try to close your legs but neteyam keeps them open before he undoes his loincloth and his cock springs out in its full glory.

He slowly pumps himself, his hands going up and down as precum leaks out, the sight of his cock making you even more turned on, your hands quickly move to your cunt, rubbing your clit in circles, neteyam groans at the sight, stroking his dick faster.

“Finger yourself.” he says, although you were a bit embarrassed, you still do what he says, shoving one finger into your hole, your hips immediately jerk against your hands at the contact, you slowly start pumping your finger in and out, moving your hips along with it in rhythmic way.

Neteyam stares at you intently while stroking his cock, the sight in front of him was so beautiful, the way you were biting your lip to suppress moans as you rutted your hips against your own finger, you decide to add one more stretching yourself more making yourself gasp, he almost came at the sight but he controlled himself, not wanting to cum anywhere besides your cunt, he tried matching his strokes with your rhythm.

You were almost near your orgasm when you felt neteyam move and pull your fingers out of your hole, he bought them up to his face and licked them, you looked at him with lust filling your eyes and he licked your finger clean, letting out a satisfied noises as he tasted your juices.

He lined himself against your entrance and tried to insert it into your hole but it slipped past and hit your clit instead making you gasp, he lined himself again properly and slowly entered inside you.

He threw his head back in pleasure and you wrapped your legs around him and pushed him slightly further into you, “F-fuck I wanted this for a while now.” he moaned, it has been a long time since you guys even were intimate like this, last time was when you guys first mated after that war was the only thing on your mind.

“ teyam— the b-bond please.” you moan out, bringing up the queue from behind you and he does the same, you both connect your queues to one another which makes you get hit by an immense amount of pleasure you've never felt before.

You let out a moan due to this feeling and neteyam closes his eyes, groaning as he tries to keep his calm, he's trying his best to not rut into you like a madman, knowing that it can possibly hurt the baby in your womb.

He doesn't know what is making him this feral, or feel these new surge of emotions whenever he thinks about the babe growing in your stomach, the thought of his seed he spilled inside you when you first mated was taken so quickly makes him so proud of himself, and he can't wait until you finally start showing, your tits swelling up with milk, and he can't wait to become a father.

You didn't know if this was a biological and a natural response of the na'vi, you could hear his thoughts and how he's going absolutely insane knowing that you were carrying his child, call it possessiveness maybe, but you can feel how happy and excited he is and to be honest, it was turning you on as well, and he feels it too.

He wastes no time thrusting into you, you lewdly moan when his dick hits your gspot this early, maybe it was all the affect of your guys' precious activity but neteyam only moved a few more times before you came all over his cock and he came inside you.

You thought he would pull out but he didn't, his cock was still rock hard inside you, he started moving again, your legs were thrown over his shoulder as he lifted your hips off the ground, his thrusts had rhythm to it as he pounded into your cunt making your breasts bounce, he grabbed him and fondled with them as he kept his pace stable.

You could feel your orgasm nearing again, arching your back as you try to match his rhythm and move your hips, he was also near his second orgasm, his pace became quick but more sloppy as he was chasing his high, you came again on his cock, clenching around it as your juices spilled down to the floor.

He let out a loud moan as he felt you clench around his cock and came inside of you again, riding his orgasm out slowly as you both were panting for air, he pulled out and laid next to you, pulling you into his arms.

You can feel his cum running down from your cunt and you turned into a more comfortable position and rested your head on his chest, giving him kisses while he strokes your hair gently.

You felt safe in his arms.

#neteyam sully #neteyam #avatar #x reader #avatar 2 #avatar: twow #fanfic #x reader smut #avatar fanfiction #neteyam smut #avatar smut #avatar x reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #neteyam fanfiction

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anjumbai · 1 year ago

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The Truman Show.

"And in case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight."

IMDB: 8.2

It's been a while since I've finished this movie. Thought I'd write about how amazing it was, and how great the acting was; or how amazing Jim Carrey is. I even wrote up a draft and saved it. But I never came close to posting it. Because I don't think that's not exactly how the movie communicated with me. It wasn't the director name, or Jim Carrey. It was one particular scene that stayed with me in the movie. And I loved to interpret it in my own way and take it as a life lesson.

It was the final sequence. The scene where Truman was finally able to find the exit to his life of lies. A life he had been comfortable with for years. A lie, but still a life. A life with loads of familiarities, comfort and love. Fake as it is, but still. He wanted to leave all that behind and enter the door with uncertainties. A door that would take him to a place that didn't cater to him. The voice calls to Truman. "You can't leave, Truman. You belong here." Jim Carrey captures a hesitant Truman perfectly. He hesitates. And yet, he takes the step. And he moves on. Stepping into the real life. That's all that mattered at that moment. He was able to take that first step.

I think that moment alone stood out to me the most. The hesitant man, fearful of what lies ahead, yet taking that first step. Cause it's been days and I still remember the scene. I might've forgotten most of the characters, but I can still remember that scene. And of course, his iconic "In case I don't see ya".

The Truman Show is beautiful movie. For some, it's about propaganda, what having control over information can do. For some, it's about modern society and consumerism: showed beautifully by the lack of attention of the viewers in the movie. And for maybe a lot of us, it's about taking that first step. Almost contradictory, how he took his actual first steps at the end of the movie. I liked this show a lot, and would recommend it to a lot of people. It's well paced, Jim Carrey is wonderful in it, you find yourself rooting for Truman and it's an all around feel-good movie. 8/10, would watch again some day with my family. And the director also directed Dead Poets Society, just an interesting lil fact.

#movie #movie review #truman show #jim carrey #hollywood #thoughts #1998 #drama

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musicribbons · 2 months ago

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hi! hope ur doing well, im a big fan of Pursuit and Sunflower. with the evolution and popularity of AI growing faster and stronger, what views do you have with the usage of AI in writing creative works? i.e., using it to proofread works, to give you ideas or a backbone for a story, etc--not major writing or letting it do the work for u, but giving it jobs that an editor or a person could do. im at a crossroads with that and idk how ethical or right it is, so what do you think?

Hello! I hope you're also doing well. This is going to be a little long…

This is a great question. I'm still trying to find where I stand on the ethics of using AI for work since a lot of is overhyped, environmentally destructive, and financially unsustainable. So I'll share what my current thoughts on the use of AI is. I am going to touch on how AI is used professionally before how it's used creatively though.

If you talk to anyone who runs a business or freelances, they'll say that you get to pick two: fast, quality, and cost. I've started to use AI, specifically ChatGPT, for some of my professional work. My clients demand fast and high quality work. Sometimes, the only way to close that gap and the impossible time budget expectations is to use AI.

Now how do I use AI in my work? Mostly to generate a first rough draft for whatever I'm working on. But the caveat here is that I've had to feed a lot of data and my own work into ChatGPT to finally get something close to an acceptable rough draft for me to review and refine until it's good enough for me to show my clients. Sometimes, if I need a completely different writing style, because the client wants that, I'll ask ChatGPT to do that for me. Stylistically, my professional writing is pretty technical. Sometimes, my clients want something more bubbly and exciting. ChatGPT comes in handy here, but I still need to go through everything to make sure that it has the core point and didn't make something up.

Going off on my last point, ChatGPT definitely hallucinates. I only use ChatGPT for things where I can cross-reference the source materials I'm working with and I'm personally an expert in. I can't use ChatGPT at all for any of my medical/academic projects. It just lies and makes up scholarly sources. It also fully cannot do word counts. It's incapable of it. It's so bad that sometimes it's hilarious, albeit, I get pretty frustrated with it.

At the end of the day, ChatGPT is like a keen intern that tends to work faster than a human being. However, it lacks all the critical thinking and problem-solving skills that we develop as humans. I am personally not afraid of ever being replaced by ChatGPT. My clients can try, but they'd be in a real world of hurt. I know organizations who have fired several employees thinking that AI could replace them and save money. Surprise! It couldn't replace humans, and AI is just a tool that humans created and use.

Okay, I know you were specifically asking about creative works. I personally found that AI isn't great at proof reading. You can definitely ask it on how you could improve your writing, but sometimes, it's a hit-or-miss. You still need to do the bulk of the heavy lifting and feed it a lot of your original work.

I mean, you can definitely use AI to give you ideas or an outline, because tropes are just formulaic versions of stories and characters that we've repeatedly used in our literature and creative works throughout history. But you still had to have a rough idea of what you want and create a prompt for that.

I personally think it's also fine to use if you have really bad writer's block, and you need to get unstuck. I don't think it makes you a bad writer or person for using tools at your disposal. If you're the sole creator of your writing and you're doing all the writing, it's still yours. If a friend helped you get unstuck at a plot point, would it mean your story is no longer yours? No, not really. You might give them a shoutout. (You do not need to give AI a shoutout.)

Now the ethics of how AI is being created, scraping data, and has impossible energy requirements? I have a lot of feelings about that. I just try to use AI as ethically as I can as an individual, and that includes not treating it like Google when I can use a search engine and only using it when I actually need to use it.

I hope that answers your question. It's also okay that both of us will have evolving opinions and stances on the use of AI as the tech and policy landscapes evolves. I think it's a bit early to tell how things are going to go. I just know that it's a lot of hype, and a lot of tech critics don't think the AI hype is going to last.

(I hope I don't get cancelled on Tumblr lol) There's also a great podcast interview on the "The Journal" by the Wall Street Journal who talks to Hans Zimmer about how a movie used AI to create a soundtrack that sounded like what he would've composed (but likely didn't want to or could pay for him). I really liked his perspective on the use of AI in music. It might be worth a listen!

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silverstoryteller · 1 year ago

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Here we go, part one of my Dark Rise readthrough! Beware, as this series will include spoilers for both Dark Rise and Dark Heir. I have read the Captive Prince trilogy, so I was already pretty sure I'd love it once I did read it, but I put it off for a while until I was ready to get into a new fandom. (And also until the second book came out.) I did manage to avoid almost all spoilers going in; I knew from reviews that there was a twist at the end, and knowing Pacat, it was going to be a good one. Ditto, the romance: I knew there was a dark-haired protagonist with a bitchy blond love interest and that their names were Will and James but, crucially, not which was which. I also had the cover of the sequel to go off of, which did influence my theories just a bit.

So, knowing the above plus the summary of the first book, I made a pre-book prediction: The twist was going to be that the supposed Chosen One was going to turn out to be the big bad, or related to him, and that it would turn out he was aware of this the entire time. And yeah, I was pretty much spot on, wasn't I? It's a testament to Pacat's skill as a writer that by the time I got to the twist, it still surprised me that I turned out to be right. I had been leaning more toward Will being related to the Dark King, not being him. I wasn't sure Pacat would actually go that far, but oh boy, I loved being wrong!

This post will cover the Prologue and the first chapter.

Prologue

First of all, the map is very nice. I did notice there’s no indication of Bowhill on it, which, I realize it’s likely outside the bounds of this map, but I’d still like an indication of which direction it's in, but oh well.

Confession time, the first time I read this book, I vaguely remembered that one of the main couple was named James, but I got it in my head somehow that that was the name of the MC, not the bitchy blond LI. So I read this entire prologue under the impression that James was the protagonist, and all I thought was, ‘Wow, Pacat sure is bold, introducing a flash forward that shows her MC being a total asshole. I figured he’d turn out to be an edgy bad boy by the end, but this is a lot more than I was expecting!’

Then I got to Chapter One and Will’s introduction and, ‘Oh, nevermind, I’m just dumb.’

I did catch on during my first read that James was formerly with the Stewards, so I wasn't shocked when that was revealed later.

“He said the words like there was a system of honor in the world, like all you had to do was appeal to a person’s better nature and goodness would prevail.” I bet that's exactly what smol James tried to do when he got kicked out of the Hall, and now I'm sad.

‘“The boy’s alive.” James felt hotly resentful that it made him stop.’ I do wonder why, at this point, James seems invested in a boy he hasn’t even met yet. Is he that invested in Simon's plans at this point? I have a half-baked theory about it, but I’ll talk about that in one of the later chapters.

Chapter One

Will! <3 Despite my pre-book prediction, I got taken in by Pacat’s misdirection pretty early on, so a lot of his sneakiness in the early chapters went right over my head. Look at him, saving a stranger from a totally random accident that occurred because somebody didn't do their job right, I’m sure it's a coincidence that tying the ropes was Will’s job and that's the part that just so happened to break and lose all of Simon's cargo. What a sweet boy! (No, but seriously, he must have felt so guilty that he almost got an innocent person killed.)

Also, I found myself thinking about the details of barges during my first readthrough, and I realized that, hey, I’d never once wondered about how they stopped river barges so they didn't run into the docks in the 1800s in my life, but now I know, and that's neat! I love it when authors flex about all the research they did before writing their novel.

“Accidents were common on the docks. Just last week Will had seen a plodding draft horse shy unexpectedly as it pulled a barge along the canals, breaking its ropes and overturning its boat.” Pacat's got me so paranoid now that I'm half convinced Will caused this accident too.

Hey, are we ever going to find out what's up with the mirror, or is Will literally just hallucinating his past life onto a convenient surface?

#dark rise #dark heir #spoilers #dark rise readthrough

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quitealotofsodapop · 4 days ago

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There will be a massive debate/argument between them all when they find out. Because the first reaction Li Jing will have upon putting two and two together that Wukong and his protegè is somehow related to the strange changes in fate they've found in the draft copies is to summon them once more to Heaven. Which, considering the last time he did that, does not go well and it takes a lot of fighting before Xiwangmu finally gets tired enough of the squabbling on her front yard to intervene and explain WHY Wukong and his friends were summoned to Heaven once more.

Xiwangmu: With the Ten Kings of Diyu gone, Heaven and the Underworld have been forced to use some... archaic means to keep the balance between life and death. The Scrolls of the Dead have a drafted copy so to speak, one that is constantly updated but holds none of the powers the original document held. Whilst going through it, we discovered something... rather disturbing."

Wukong: And that involves kidnapping me and my friends... how?? Also there was a SECOND COPY!?

Nezha: Don't worry, we verified that while your name remains in this copy, you still retain the stolen immortality wiping your name from the true copy did. Twas one of the first things we did considering the reason the... original was covered in graffiti.

Wukong: I'm not apologizing for that. Meant to die or not, mortally wounded or not, I was not dead when they dragged me down the first time.

MK: Wait, what was that about being meant to die? When was this??

Macaque: *sighing* MK. When he removed his name from the Book of the Dead. Didn't you say you'd read the book!?

MK: It's so long and has weird vocabulary that makes my head spin!

Li Jing, trying to steer the conversation back to the to the point: Sun Wukong. There's been a series of events where many a being, whether they be mortal, celestial, or demon, was meant to meet their end where said fate was averted. While it isn't unusual for such a thing, the amount of time and consistency is rather strange. And... all of those instances point to some sort of interference related to you.

Xiwangmu: We summoned you here in hopes of understanding how that might be. Particularly in regards to that considerable feats that my general and grandson witnessed you and your heir perform recently. One does not simply break a cycle of destruction and rebirth so easily."

Prev.

The monkeys all get summoned like "AH! Not again!"

And reoccurring gag of MK not reading the book cus it's so dense and flowery. I think in canon he mentions Wukong erasing his name from The Book of the Dead though.

The squad are on close monitoring and/or house arrest until Heaven can figure out what the heck Wukong and MK are exactly able to do.

Macaque's own hearing powers mentioned in Jttw could also be similar to Wukong's fate-changing ability.

A sensitive ear, Discernment of fundamental principles, Knowledge of past and future, And comprehension of all things.

Macaque is able to know, but Wukong is able to act. Macaque has knowledge of the past, present, and future through his ears, but can't do much to change it. Wukong meanwhile has broken down so many barriers and saved so many lives completely unknowing.

The celestial primates as a whole could be individuals with these specific "screw destiny!"-powers gifted/created by the Universe to defy expectations of the Gods.

I would also like to mention an idea we had in DMs about Nüwa and her mate Fuxi the ape-man - that MK (and possibly even Wukong) were created specifically so they could have the choice to save/restart the world when the apocalypse came to past.

Cus whats the most powerful thing in the universe besides the chaos entropy? The ability to choose your fate.

#lmk drafted fate au #sun wukong #lmk mk #qi xiaotian #liu er mihou #six eared macaque #lmk li jing #lmk xiwangmu #lmk queen mother of the west #lmk nezha #lmk aus #lmk #lego monkie kid

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violetgreeneao3 · 4 months ago

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Fic Graveyard 🪦🕊️

Herein lies a collection of my Abandoned/DNF’d fics, as per someone’s CC request. I have no current plans of continuing/writing these fics so read at the risk of your sanity. (I would rather DIE than let anyone see these trash fire monstrosities in their current forms; I would have to completely restart if I ever wanted to post these concepts 😭)

I also decided to omit the official names I had planned b/c i may use them for other fics and don't want to cause confusion.

The order of these have no meaning, just random. I included notes for each fic with bonus info, why I DNF’d, how far I got, or other ramblings.

1. After the disbandment of izone, each member goes on their respective path, some together, some apart. Four specific members join two different groups— IVE and Le Sesserafim. Or at least what had been IVE and Le Sesserafim. but what happens when Starship is absorbed by HYBE?

Condition: This is one of the only idolverses I’ve ever written. I wrote about ~12k words of this over a year ago.

* Honestly the premise of this one is still appealing to me, but as I collected “dead” fics for this list, I used a certain criteria to decide whether to keep it as a *maybe I’ll write this later* or to toss it. One of those criterion were “Can I think of a good ending?”.

Good doesn't necessarily mean happy, just something I would personally be satisfied with, and the reason most of these fics are on here is because the answer was No—I had absolutely no idea how I would end this fic, so I probably would never finish writing it, either.

2. Assassins AU: wherein Yujin and Wonyoung are both separately tasked with killing a target, like any other run-of-the-mill job for the notorious assassins, except there’s one catch—Their targets are each other. Finally, they’ve met their match.

I was debating whether to add a prior relationship between them or to have them be wayward souls—strangers that feel oddly drawn to one another. This fic was lowkey an excuse to write a knife-to-throat/gun-to-head scene (or sex scene) with LOTS of tension, but the urge to do so passed and I ended up leaving it as a draft.

3. ANOTHER Assassin AU wherein Annyeongz are from rival families that have a blood feud.

I planned for Wonyoung to seduce Yujin while knowing who she was as a sort of “spy”. She lied about her name and developed close a relationship with Yujin, but when her family found out she was faced with a choice: Betray Yujin or betray her family. She chose Yujin, but unfortunately Yujin found out who she really was before she got the chance to confess on her own terms.

*Fic devolves from there, this is all I recall from a brief skim of it*

Condition: Wrote 56k words of this a little over a year ago, abandoned because I didn’t know where to take the story (from what I saw scrolling through it was AWFUL… please trust me)

4. Vampire AU: Yujin and Wonyoung are high school sweethearts, but one day Yujin goes to try out for a strange audition and becomes a vampire.

I think they have vampire sex? Yujin definitely feeds on Wonyoung’s blood to stay alive though, and I think she eventually has to turn Wonyoung into a vampire to save her life despite Wonyoung SPECIFICALLY telling her not to (Basically Yujin had promised never to turn Wonyoung, only to break it when Wonyoung’s life was on the line).

Another thing I recall about this fic is that Yujin goes missing for ~5 years when she leaves for the audition, so she I guess she spent 5 years as a vampire before going back to Wonyoung? I don’t remember how Yujin survived for those 5 years, but I know I remember Wonyoung dating Sunghoon (she moved on and eventually got with after Yujin “left” her), and the second Yujin came back, she broke off her years-long relationship with him to be with her again. Also I think Wonyoung *liked* having her blood sucked… (Random details, but I thought they were cute things to mention)

Condition: Wrote this a little under a year ago, DNF’d at 31k words because I didn’t know where to take the story/lost motivation.

5. A/B/O AU where Yujin is a submissive alpha and Wonyoung is a dominant omega. Classroom sex occurs.

I started writing this because of a recommendation on CC (I think it was just an ABO rec but I wanted to put a spin on it) and abandoned it at ~3k words because my omegaverse writing skills are abysmal.

6. Grey’s Anatomy AU where (basically) Yujin is Derek and Wonyoung is Meredith.

If you’ve never heard of Grey’s:

Yujin is an attending Surgeon and Wonyoung is an intern, which basically means Yujin is who Wonyoung wants to be when she’s older. Before Wonyoung’s first day of work, she meets Yujin in a bar and sleeps with her. She finds out the next day that Yujin is one of her bosses and the fic is a cat and mouse game of Yujin chasing her and then backing out and Wonyoung chasing her back until they finally get together—it’s a terribly written fiasco, but was sort of fun to imagine nonetheless.

Their age gap is about ten years, which is ignored in the show but I addressed it in the fic. A commonality between the fic and the show, however, is that the power imbalance is largely ignored (because that’s no fun! [to write about, anyway. The fic was 90% lighthearted])

Condition: Wrote this over a year ago because I started watching Grey’s, abandoned at ~91k words (How the hell did I write that much?! I need to manifest that type of motivation and free time NOW😭)

7. Wonyoung is home for the summer, back from her office job in Seoul. Yujin, however, had never left their small town. Wonyoung pretends that her life in the city is super fulfilling and perfect but that’s a lie—she hates it and her boyfriend is NOT as great as she makes him out to be—but she’s too proud to admit it. Yujin, a doctor at a local Pediatric office, is much happier. Wonyoung secretly envies her. And maybe still loves her a little bit, too.

The plot mostly revolves around their past and skips around in time, eventually revealing that the feelings Wonyoung had for Yujin as a child weren’t merely friendly, and somehow she missed that while Yujin was fully aware of it. (Double) Eventually, they kiss and Wonyoung has to wrestle with cheating on her boyfriend (family problems make that difficult for her, b/c her father was a cheater and left her mother when she was young [Daddy issues ftw!!]) and also being gay in her small town wouldn’t be taken so kindly.

Condition: This was a DRAFT I planned out earlier this year, so I had an outline of events but didn’t write beyond the first chapter (~3k words). I think it was inspired by a K-drama, can’t recall the name. Abandoned b/c I just wasn’t in the mood for it anymore (I think this made me realize FULLY plotting a story down the dime ruins the fun for me, sadly).

8. Chef AU

I had the idea of making Yujin an Executive Chef and Wonyoung a Commis Chef (like fresh out of culinary school her first job is under Yujin), but I couldn’t come up with a good story, so I changed the plot to make them both mid-level chefs vying for the same higher position. I wanted there to be this enemies to lovers thing where they hate each other because they’re both the best and the other one is “holding them back” but also urging them to better by merely existing, with trust and betrayals and sabotage and reluctant teamwork.

This was one of the first fic ideas I had and it was well before I realized I couldn’t easily write about things I had no experience with. I was (and still am) sorely lacking in the Culinary knowledge required to take on a project of this calibre😭. I would’ve had to research & plan everything out to be accurate, which I realised about 1 chapter in… but at least I learned that “write what you know” is good advice to follow, at least for a beginner…

9. Yujin is a developer for a company that makes AI bots. One day she creates Wonyoung and slowly, after many tests and trails and tribulations, falls in love with her. Obviously the only logical course of action is to steal her and run away.

This is another based on a CC request, and I honestly still think if a cute idea as a one shot, it’s just I liked the idea so much I wanted to make it a long fic with Detroit Becoming Human vibes, but of course that’s a little too advanced for me.

Condition: I wrote ~3k words of this, so not much, but I think this one of the only fics on this list that I could still see myself making something out of, just more goofy and lighthearted. Still, it’s here because I don’t currently have plans to do so.

9. Bridgerton-esque AU where Wonyoung is deemed the “diamond” (most vied-after woman during the courting season), but she can’t quite find someone who she wants to marry. There’s a seemingly perfect guy—a prince—but it’s actually his cousin that Wonyoung has eyes for.

She and Yujin actually end up having a relationship, although in the beginning it’s more of an older sister thing for Yujin where Wonyoung’s love is one-sided, until at some point Yujin stops seeing her that way and takes her feelings seriously, and their relationship became intimate and dangerous.

Condition: I abandoned this at ~19k words because it was getting sad and I couldn’t handle the angst. The ending I had planned was hopeful but still depressing and I don’t think my mental health can handle making that any time soon (or ever. I ENVY all the authors who can spend hours and days and years writing a story with a tragic ending. I just can’t do my babies like that :( )

Side note: I actually came up with this idea BEFORE the most recent season of Bridgerton (like I started writing this idea before even FINISHING season 1), which doesn’t really matter at all, just wanted to claim lesbian bridgerton I guess? I’m just yapping at this point, I love the ending of the latest season despite all the hate it got

LIGHTNING ROUND FOR IDEAS THAT I ONLY WROTE AS SINGLE SENTENCES or failed to write but wanted to mention (all from different times, MOSTLY a year ago but some more recent):

- “Streamer AU Wonyoung accidentally exposes the relationship on cam”

(Cute but lacking plot)

- “Enemies to lovers flower shop x event planner AU”

(this one has some kick ngl…I still see the vision)

- “I like older girls.”

(??? No idea what the idea was, maybe a CC rec? But slay!)

- “Band and cheer.”

(Classic. Succinct. I like it.)

- “Enemies that are secret lovers.”

(I just wrote tropes down and hoped the fics would write themselves I guess.)

(wait, I lowkey still do that…)

- “They meet in a dog park and flirt and go back to her place.”

(I SWEAR I remember someone giving me this idea on CC but I only started making a list of reccs relatively recently so if this was you helloooo, I tried fo write this!)

- “Princess x bodyguard”

(nah because this one still has me trying to write it every once in a while… I’ve dreamt about this AU but can never think of a good plot)

(also a CC rec and I might still write this one now that I’m looking back at it😭)

- “Time travel AU where Wonyoung is a researcher who goes missing and Yujin searches for her in multiple timelines”

(I think I dropped this b/c it lacked romance; was more about Yujin solving the mystery)

- “They’re soloists who are rumored to be dating. A scandal threatens to ruin their careers but they have proof to deny it, but the whole situation brings them close and they bond over how terrible the industry is etc etc…”

(Interesting but I didn’t think it through enough. How does it end??? I can’t handle all that angst😭)

- “Wonyoung bullies Yujin for being a lesbian but it’s just her own internalized homophobia and religious guilt and they fuck in the locker room(or not idk if the vibe is smut).”

(I have so many ideas like this.. but those others are still in my TBD pile)

Other:

- I tried A/B/O outside of the fic I mentioned in the main list and it’s pretty stilted. I think I can do it eventually because I genuinely like the trope, just need more practice for it not to be completely garbage. Also I really struggle with plots in ABO Aus when brainstorming

- Hybrid fics—I also like the idea because it’s so CUTEEE, but I don’t really know how to write them as animals… I think I need to read more

Sorry if these ideas kind of SUCKED but I had to choose fics for this Graveyard that I am (as close as I can be to) 100% certain I will never pick back up again, which made the pickings slimmer compared to my entire “WIP”/Draft list.

There are plenty more drafts I consider “Abandoned” (I have a whole tag on my Notion for it), but I didn’t put them because I could see myself still using them in the future, so they don’t fit with the rest.

If you asked for something on CC within the past couple months but didn’t see it on here, it’s probably because I’m still considering making it and is sitting in my Notes App list, but just to be safe you can always drop by there and leave the same idea again since it doesn’t hurt to make sure I see it❤️❤️

Maybe I can make a separate list of fics I MIGHT write (What separates those fics from these are that I actually planned proper endings for them), but the problem is I don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up by saying “Hey, any of these can be fics,” when tomorrow I may decide I hate the idea… It feels a little cruel 😭

If you made it this far, thank you so much for reading my yap and I love you!! See u next fic (hopefully soon) ❤️❤️

(By CC request I started a Ko-fi where I may or may not post small fics (idk if I’m allowed to do that on there??), but I’ll cross post here too) [might do proper commissions in the future but currently I don’t have the time :(]

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fellow-traveller · 2 years ago

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Alright. Finally have the time and peace of mind to talk about

CDDH Chapter 15

I drafted a write-up on it and it ended up being 5 pages long.

Strap in, boys and gals!

(under the cut, mainly because I’m gonna debunk something the fans had started to believe in and I’m positive it’s not gonna make them happy)

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Okay, before I start...this review won’t be in chronological order. I tried, but failed. I’m sorry.

So it’s going to be a little convoluted, but I hope I managed to get the ideas and other things I had in mind about this chapter across. I’ll start with the heavy thoughts, then simply talk about the scenes, and finally I’ll jump to the debunking.

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This second last chapter is more Hol Horse-centric, which is, I believe, the actual climax of the story. I know a lot of fans saw CDDH as a spin-off for Part 4 Josuke (and even Kakyoin), but from the very beginning, it’s actually Hol Horse’s. Josuke is really just a secondary protagonist. So it’s fitting to end the series with a conclusion to part of Hol Horse’s story.

I believe the scene with Ryoko threatening Hol Horse with a gun is the peak of their own development in this story. Ryoko having to prove to herself that she was no longer the one to blame for her cousin’s death, and Hol having to prove to himself that he was no longer the one that blames everyone else for every single mishap happening.

And I have a feeling Hol knew she was struggling with that; most likely from how shaky her hands were when she held the gun (obviously, surely, Hol would know how one would handle guns, right?). She was, in a way, doing what he had done so many times before – blaming someone else for something he didn’t do to make himself feel better. And when he couldn’t find anything to blame on, he’d run away.

Which is interesting if we tie this to his “Mr No.2” principle. Hol’s reason to be second most likely and partially stemmed by his tendency to blame others. When things did not go his way, he could at least blame his partner for it. When J. Geil was killed by Kakyoin and Polnareff, Hol basically had no one to blame for the loss, so he ran away. When he teamed up with Boingo, he blamed the kid when Thoth’s prediction wasn’t going as planned, even if the mistake was pretty much coincidental and was a product of misinterpretation.

(it also kinda ties with the Emperor tarot card, and I’ll try to explain it below)

In CDDH, Hol did want to blame Dio for everyone’s death. Kakyoin’s death more so, even if it really wasn’t his fault. But Hol was Dio’s agent, making Dio indirectly his partner. And now that Dio was dead, naturally Hol should run away.

But because CDDH is literally Hol Horse’s redemption story, this negative part of his personality has to be eradicated.

And so we were blessed with this puppy eyes look that Hol Horse gave Ryoko after he realise running away was no longer an option he should have and the only right, good and correct way to everything was being truthful to himself and others. The look that Ryoko instantly equated to Kakyoin’s during her encounter with his soul, because like Hol, Kakyoin too was blaming others for the misfortunes he experienced throughout his life, and ran away from the life he knew in Japan for the adventure to Egypt to make himself feel better.

It works, eventually. I mean...no one should say ever say no to that calm and accepting cowboy face.

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I also find it kinda interesting that, all the talk of Hol Horse “respecting women” is basically just him being a good person. A genuinely good person, who doesn’t want any rewards of any kind whatsoever for saving someone’s life. I’m just guessing his tendency to save women more mainly lies in his Emperor trait, but there could be a possible backstory to it. I may be reading too much in it (plus, I forgot what the Japanese text were for this excerpt to properly look into it) but I have a feeling the “healing after being hurt” wasn’t in a physical context for Hol.

It could be his broken pride, his low self-esteem and cowardice, the breaking of the set of rules he had given himself...but there’s also the possibility that it traced back to a past that was yet to be fully elaborated. Perhaps we’ll see it in the novel? Who knows.

(it’s a nice quote, btw)

Anyway, I digressed.

Hol being a good person goes back to the interpretation of the Emperor card that is already “fated” to be how he was, is and will be as a person.

(again, disclaimer: I am not an expert in the Major Arcana. I just happen to read a lot on it. But if I am wrong in any way, feel free to correct me)

So, Emperor, first and foremost is a symbol of structure, rules, systems, knowledge and paternal figure. The absolute male ego, the ruler of the world (which is interesting, because Hol was about to rule over Dio, who held The World), the ultimate power and authority. This is on top of the traits Hol mentioned in this page, which signifies control.

All in all, good traits to have for a good cowboy.

In a person, Emperor represents a strategic thinker that often makes sure the plans they planned worked. Which brings me back to the part about Hol blaming others and running away, when his plans to kill the Crusaders AND Dio did not work. Emperor desire to create happiness and peace, foster honour and discipline, not only for himself but for everyone around him.

Including the women who were still alive among the dead ones used as Dio’s food, whom Hol had nothing to do with their life choices that had them ended up in a vampire’s mansion. True, Hol could have just leave them there. It wasn’t his business.

But he made it his business. Why? Because he’s the Emperor. He has to bring forth happiness to the people around him, he has to honour them and keep their honour, and he most certainly has to live up to his own set of rules – “to be the nicest guy in the world when it comes to the ladies”.

After all, an emperor’s job is to rule, as much as he is to serve his subjects. He follows the calling of the crown he wears above all else.

Emperor being about control is also considered the ultimate improvement that Hol needed. Out of the many Emperor traits, control is something Hol still wavered in, most notably the control on the direction of his life. But in this chapter, Hol choosing to not blame himself let alone anyone else for what happened to Kakyoin, and not running away from the question either, was literally him taking control of the direction of his life. Just like how he takes control of the trajectory of his bullets.

And with control will come more positive traits for Hol, including acting rationally for the greater good, having strong determination to reach a goal, and being a strong leader.

These are all upright significance of the Emperor card. Hol Horse used to be the reversed – inability to handle difficult situations, the rules he created and the plans he planned no longer worked, and ultimately forgetting his call to be the good person he was supposed to be out of fear of losing – before he took the stand to betray Dio. I guess it’s correct to say that the reversed traits that Hol used to have became fully upright then, and it’s proven with the flashback in this chapter.

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So, Hol admitted that he was Dio’s servant who was sent to kill the Crusaders including Ryoko’s cousin (and also admitting that he was no match against them – something he had been very truthful about since his first fight), and I believe it is really the correct thing to do on Hol’s part.

I do feel the turning point of Ryoko dropping the gun and helping Hol up proved the idea that...it’s okay to be a coward, for whatever reason one can think of. I feel like that’s part of Hol’s character as well. Too many times I’ve seen fans making fun of Hol for being a coward (mostly light-hearted, of course), but comedy aside, I do think it’s a good trait to have in difficult situations. It makes you survive longer, and be more understanding towards the people around you. It sums up Hol a lot, and it’s also a good development trait for both Kakyoins.

I particularly liked that Hol kept it simple and told her that the Crusaders saved the world. For someone who wasn’t there and not understanding how tremendous the task to defeat Dio was, simply saying the Crusaders – or Noriaki Kakyoin, for her sake – had saved everyone on Earth, is more than enough.

And Thoth did that kind of prediction again. So the “shooting Hol in the head” was just the old bullet wound from the last time he had his face shot at in SDC opening up. I’m just guessing that the stress of hanging by the ledge on one hand and having a gun he cannot control being shoved to his face had caused that.

But after 10 years? I don’t think Hol led a stress-free life after the events in SDC. Continuous stress can make a wound not heal properly after all. But damn, 10 YEARS...

;-; if only I can hug Hol tightly, I would. Cowboy deserves all the hugs in the world.

(will Josuke help heal this old wound for good? I hope so!♥)

Also, I love this panel. Hol acting like a father, in addition to the usual Hol respecting women trope. After getting himself near to the brink of death, the way he just casually and nonchalantly took off his long jacket to give to a half-naked young woman in front of him...it seemed so natural. I truly believe Hol would protect women any chance he gets.

We will always love Hol Horse for this. Yes, we do.

Also, the whole CDDH gang ♥ Truly a great way to end the chapter. And this particular panel sure looked like a groundwork to more adventures for them (minus Josuke, maybe, he has Part 4 to be in). But even if there would be no more stories for the gang, it’s still good way to finalise the story.

Overall, strongest chapter in my opinion.

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Talking about more adventures, apparently after the CDDH manga ends, the novel version of CDDH will be out; similar to Purple Haze Feedback and Over Heaven. I believe it’s the same story as CDDH manga, but with more details? I hope they explain a lot more on certain unexplained events (Karaiya’s grandfather, Boingo’s own demons to conquer, to name a few...) and maybe expand more on SDC from the villains’ POV, since Hol Horse’s past as Dio’s agent was heavily referenced in CDDH.

Whatever it is, I hope it gives a good read. I’m certainly buying the novel. It’s not always you get to see a minor antagonist in canon be the main protagonist in a spin-off after all...

I’m also just...liking the fact that Hol Horse no longer worked as mercenary-cum-assassin, but a private eye in CDDH.

Private Eyes by Hall and Oates...I see what you did there...♥

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Now...on the debunking part.

I don’t know who first made the assumption on this, but whoever you are, no hate. If anyone wants to firmly stand by that theory, go ahead. You’re free to do so; that’s the beauty of fiction.

But because I try my best to tie CDDH to the canon JoJo timeline, I just have to. I’m sorry.

So, the assumption was that the ladies that Hol Horse saved from Dio’s mansion were the mothers of Giorno, Rikiel, Donatello Versus and/or Ungalo. The idea is intriguing, I know, but...

Giorno was 3-4 years old when SDC happened. Versus was 1-2. The most I can take are Rikiel and Ungalo since they were born in 1988 (SDC’s timeline is 1988-89), but that’s quite a stretch.

We know Hol Horse was an outsourced mercenary hired by Dio to be an agent, and was not recruited into his cult-like group via his charisma (like Enyaba, Enrico Pucci, Mariah and Terence D’Arby were, to name a few). I’m not sure if I can provide much evidence on this, other than the fact that out of all Agents of Dio, he was one of those who were not given a fleshbud (it’s common ground that Dio gave this to his followers if they had a strong sense of nobility and he felt like they will cross him one day) and the only one willingly betray Dio. Plus, there’s a microscopic scene in the anime where Hol Horse was showcasing his Stand’s ability to Dio and Enyaba, which, in my opinion, he didn’t have to if he was already in the cult of Dio.

Which brings us back to the timeline. The only time and space where Hol Horse would be in Egypt, in Dio’s mansion, would be the time he was hired between 1987 and 1989 (1987 was presumably the year Dio started recruiting allies after receiving a Stand). So if the women were to be the ladies who conceived Dio’s children, they had to at least be saved in 1984 or 1986. Hol Horse wasn’t even there in the picture then.

Another reason I don’t really see the ladies conceiving Dio’s children – at least not the ones we already know – is the fact that Dio lets Giorno’s mother live back in 1984, a year after Dio reawakened. There is a possibility that she started off as Dio’s food, but ended up intriguing Dio enough to let her go and have his child. Or she was, like Mr Nijimura, a part of Dio’s cult for the money.

(which made me wonder if Hol Horse was in it for the money too, before Dio noticed he had a Stand and recruited him as an agent instead of a mere cult member...it’s a good possibility to think about!)

So yeah. The ladies are definitely not the mothers to Giorno, Donatello Versus, Rikiel and Ungalo. They are just there to tell you how Hol Horse REALLY was; the cowboy who willingly placed his neck under a raised guillotine to be a genuinely good person, even if circumstances did not allow him to be one.

However...I’d be lying if I say I don’t wish the three ladies Hol saved will reappear again and meet Hol to thank him for his help. I hope that happens in the upcoming CDDH novel.

Additionally...goddamn, Hol Horse is FUCKING STRONG. He managed to carry 3 grown women while running...just...wow.

Also, I’d like to believe Hol finished most of his cash during the SDC event to pay for this taxi driver. He was left with mostly coins, after all, and those too went to Boingo, just in case the kid got lost.

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Finally, please ignore my fangirling over this panel of Hol Horse remembering the Crusaders, and Polnareff’s goofy smile was part of his memory whereas the others are just...killed and dead.

As a huge HolPol/PolHol enjoyer, let me have a moment with this one ;-;♥♥♥

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Can’t wait for the final chapter, and certainly can’t wait for the novel!

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Special thanks to WNMY translators for translating this chapter! You all did wonderfully :D

#hol horse #jojo's bizarre adventure #crazy diamond's demonic heartbreak #jjba #cddh #jjba meta #cddh meta #i guess #this is long i know #bc this chapter is chock full of hol horse...i can't help myself i just have to dissect it as much as i could #ryoko kakyoin #josuke higashika #boingo #jean pierre polnareff #again sorry about the debunking...i guess a lot of fans forgot most of dio's kids are already born during SDC #especially giorno the boy had his stand when he was 3 just like josuke did due to the stand connection with dio

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merakiui · 2 years ago

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Hehe Vil and Neige for character bingo!

I adore Vil!!!! He has such a sharp, pretty gaze. I’d be intimidated even if it wasn’t his intention to intimidate. ;;;; but omg he’s such a lovely character!!! Seeing his growth from book 5 to book 6 makes me so soft aaaaa!!! He’s genuinely so sweet and caring and only wants to bring out the best in people, which is why he can seem very critical and harsh and strict. It’s all done in good nature. But in that same light, he’s also incredibly critical with himself, which was seen in how he was comparing himself to Neige and always striving to be the most beautiful. It’s also just nice to see him realize at the end of his book that he doesn’t have to be fairest of all; he can be unique in his own way and there’s just as much beauty in that as there is in being known as the fairest. Also the fact that he sincerely apologizes to us and admits that he was in the wrong at the end… I might be remembering this wrong, but I feel like he’s the only character out of the Overblots who apologized so genuinely to us.

Also his UM???? IT’S SO COOL?????? There are so many possibilities with that. Somehow I always overlook it when I’m thinking about Vil, but it’s really so interesting and has many uses. Even the fact that Vil’s skilled in making potions is already giving me thoughts… so much potential with this. And his role in book 6!!!! Omg it’s made me appreciate the Pomefiore trio even more. I also love the method Vil used to escape his cell during the power outage in book 6. That felt so super spy omg!! <3 (super spy Vil au……. thinking thoughts.)

And because I’ve yet to say it: fashion inspiration!!!! Aaaaaa Vil is such an inspiration. Whenever I’m doing my makeup or putting together an outfit, I always think, What would Vil think of this look? He’s just so,,,, inspiring. And he always slays in every outfit he wears, as expected of Mr. Vil. Sometimes I think how fun it would be if Vil was real because I’d love to have a conversation with him about fashion. My friend called my wardrobe the “playable character closet” because all of my outfits feel like main characters you’ve unlocked in a storyline. Naturally. <3 you should feel like a main character in your life because you’re the star of it, after all hehe!! :D

Vil is just so wonderful to me. I love him dearly and I really should dust off all of the Vil concepts rotting in my drafts and share them. orz he’s so perfect. He could do no wrong (except for that time he almost poisoned Neige), but he was still so babygirl!!!!!

Speaking of Neige!!!!

I have this certain Vision in my mind when I’m thinking of Neige and it is not at all canon, but I still love his canon self a lot. I think Neige deserves to be talked about more (as does Che’nya, Rollo, and the staff). The lack of love for Neige is doing him so dirty! D: he deserves lots of love because he’s just so cute and sweet. And very hardworking!!! When Vil gives us more insight into Neige’s past, it really shows a deeper side to the normally always cheerful idol that everyone adores. His screen time is so minimal, and it doesn’t help that twst English had to cut the Minna de Yahoo rhythmic. :( I wanted to see it so badly in twst English, so it was sad to not see it. </3

Part of me was hoping to see a darker side of Neige in twst. But then he is based on a hero and he goes to Royal Sword Academy, which is essentially the school of heroes compared to NRC (the school of villains). Still… T-T I would like to see a cunning side of Neige, or Neige who may have known Vil held a grudge against him and had a feeling he might try something. Thinking about Neige putting on the oblivious, happy act to mask someone who is very observant and intelligent beneath… AAAAAAAA it would have been so interesting if he attempted to drink the apple juice while fully knowing it was poisoned just to see if anyone (i.e. Rook) would jump in and save him—perhaps to test just where Rook’s loyalty and heart lies? The idea of Neige intentionally putting himself in compromising or even dangerous situations just to test his own theories is so fun to consider. After all, he’s been working in the entertainment industry for so long now. It’s hard to think he wouldn’t be at least a little deceptive or cunning because I’m sure he’s picked up some tricks from so much time spent in the business.

All in all, Neige is very beloved and I’d like to discuss him more. orz

#twisted chit chat

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sunsafewriting · 2 years ago

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Hey :). I was hoping that maybe you would have some nuggets of wisdom regarding story pacing and plot. Everything you published on ao3 is so well paced and worded in such a way that the reader can vividly picture every scene. Sooo.. question: how do you plan out the plot of a story? And when you don't necessarily have a plot, how do you make sure that the scenes you want to write are well-connected/paced within the bigger narrative?

Anyways, I hope you have a great day. And answer or not, I will keep enjoying your work just the same.

hey mate! thanks for thinking of me but you have actually come to a terrible place for pacing advice bc that is definitely the part of writing that i struggle with most lol . but i shall tell you how I cope and hopefully some of that helps you (?)

basically I cannot plan to save my life. fic or original writing --- if I set out to outline, I come up with bad ideas and stress myself out of even starting. all the stories I plan are MUCH worse than the ones I don't. for some writers planning works great and if that's you that's awesome!!! but I am doomed to walk another path

what I do instead of planning a story is think about what I (me, personally, bc I write fic from a place of indulgence) WANT out of it. like, what's the stuff I wanna see? to me, the essential aspect of pacing is making that stuff feel important and worth it and earned. it has to have emotional weight or it won't be what I'm after .

that's also how I try to make scenes are connected; they're all focused around a general Vibe or Feeling I want to construct.

for example, in Do A Flip, what I wanted was all of them getting to become a family. and so I worked backwards from that --- what are the steps within steps within steps that lead them there? what little aspects can we put together to create that kind of image?

for pacing it's also handy sometimes to ask what the best bit about NOT being where you're aiming for yet is. like, what is worth lingering on and enjoying that isn't the end goal? what fun thing can you only have at THIS moment of the story, rather than later? it makes each part more fun to write .

I started with a much shorter version of the fic (14k) where I wrote a shoddy draft of the whole thing from Diego's pov, and then I went back and added a ton more pieces.

that's also something I use to help myself out (and because personally I love to write this way) --- I write in pieces.

this improves my pacing, because then I'm not having to constantly consider the whole structure. instead, I'm thinking about what the point of an individual fragment is --- what am I showing in this scene, and what does it mean? often it's just something small (like I want to show that Beatrice is comfortable with Ava holding her hand, or that Lilith tries to be friendly to Diego) but I function much better with a hundred bite sized pieces than a massive whole.

in these piece-style stories, I rely on the reader drawing connections between different parts and inferring rather than a smooth flow. it's just something I enjoy as a narrative form --- I like gaps and spaces where you figure bits out yourself.

I also rearrange a ton. scenes get cut and pasted to be in a new spot all the time bc I realise as I go that they could be tweaked and fit better somewhere else. when I'm writing, I also often just leave a break and write SCENE, and then jump on to the next one --- like I don't know how I'm going to fill it in yet, but I know I need something to separate out two more similar bits, or a different POV, or to slow down before X Event happens. half the time I have no idea where a chapter is going until the first version is almost done.

the other thing about pacing for me is that devastatingly I rely heavily on rewriting, editing, and cutting beloved scenes that don't super gel. chapters take SO long to come out bc I rewrite them 2-4 times. a lot of better (and less highly strung) writers don't need to do that much so please don't feel like it's necessary but it's definitely necessary for me bc without it my work would be a total shambles lmao. I also find the promise of rewriting means I'm less likely to freeze up or stare at a blank page because I will go back and improve/tidy up later.

I also think paying attention when you feel pretty meh about something is helpful for pacing. for example, I wrote a 6k version of chapter 3 of Favourable Conditions where a lot more happened, but I didn't like it. I got my girlfriend to read it and she said "the whole first part feels like you're racing to get to the second part, and then it all settles down". and she was totally right --- I had a scene I was excited to get to so I gunned it, but the overall feeling of the chapter suffered as a result. I split the chapter in half and then rewrote the whole first half as a chapter in its own right, and decided to focus on what fun stuff I could do there, rather than just skipping through to get to the rest. I ended up adding scenes that were the ones people in the comments liked most. I also ultimately decided to change the next few plot beats afterwards, based on how that went.

I would also say that generally speaking, not a lot happens in my stories. like, I go for smaller stakes and smaller actions that slowly add up --- mostly bc I'm writing very chilled out stuff. but if you're trying to build a character to the point of doing something drastic, it's a different ballgame to escalating them to some minor change. both are super doable, you've just got to keep in mind what you're aiming for. I like minor stakes because I enjoy trying to make small things like washing dishes or going to the park matter. it's also just the vibe of where I'm at right now --- previously I've written things that were a LOT more dramatic.

if you're really struggling, I would also suggest starting with writing something short. your blog is blank so I couldn't tell what kind of writing you might be interested in, but it's much easier to tweak and change and judge these things if you're working in a smaller area --- like a 2-4k oneshot --- than if you sit down to write 80k. I literally never sit down to write 80k of fic I just accidentally end up doing it lmao.

I hope some of that is vaguely useful? I don't have a lot of wisdom to dispense bc as you can see most of my process is crutches for getting around having no natural sense of pacing. if you have any more specific questions about pacing a particular scene or idea I might be able to help more?

but good luck! 💛

#thanks for the ask!#hopefully some of this helps #hit me up if you have any other questions and i will do my best :D but yeah i struggle a bit with the broader questions

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