#also like fanfic is silly and self indulgent anyway

[xluminaheart]

also kind of a hot take? idk if it’s that hot really but as someone who’s physically disabled I don’t really mind if fic writers use characters’ canonical disabilities for whump purposes. I mean that’s just how disabilities work they make you feel bad sometimes and tbh I’d really like to see more fics where it plays a part, like where one character takes care of another during a flare or something

[myokk]

She hears him calling her name as she flees down the spiral staircase, almost tripping over her feet in her rush to get away from him, but he catches up quickly, reaching out to grab her arm in an attempt to slow her down. She stops running immediately - she supposes her traitorous body wants to see what he has to say, or maybe it just wants to bask in his intoxicating proximity. He crowds her space, and she sees that unfamiliar look in his eyes again. So very different from the cold disdain she had seen the last time she had been this close to him, during the argument that had ended their friendship.

Oh, Merlin, he's getting closer to her, and she can now clearly see the freckles dusting his cheeks and nose and forehead and then before she knows it, his hand is sliding up her arm, leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches and then he's caressing her jaw with his rough thumb and he pauses. Her eyelids flutter closed as her head tilts towards him - she couldn't stop herself even if she wanted to (what does she want?). She can feel his warm breath ghosting over her lips and she has the improbable, ridiculous thought - how is he remembering to breathe? - before he speaks. His lips brush against hers with every soft word and a deep shiver runs through her body.

"I," she hears him say, his voice so, so low, "haven't been able to think since last week."

That's all she needs to hear, the brush of his bottom lip against hers all she needs to feel, to push her into closing what minuscule distance there is between them and then his lips are on hers and it's better than anything she's been imagining. His mouth is soft against hers, insistent, and her hands go up to grip the collar of his plaid jacket to make sure he doesn't go away or disappear on her.

from my oneshot💘

[spacedoutwitch]

Quick thing to prove I'm alive! I technically have more stuff, but I've been very distracted, and I don't feel like typing up all the descriptions at the moment, and I also don't know how much of it I want to post. Eventually! When I'm paying attention!

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

MACCC!! for the fanfic ask game thing. ummm i don't know a specific word 2 send but i am intrigued. eyes emoji. (<<on computer and do not want 2 look up emojis just to copy/paste one) what r u writing!!! what's ur fav passage in it so far!!!! i wanna hear abt ur writing!!!!

omg whiskey i forgot we were not mutuals while i was in my fanfic writing arc. omg. i have not written a fic since we became mutuals holy shit !!!!!! absolutelyly insane . ANYWAY i write about my ocs all the time and also silly little self indulgent stories that i dont share bc theyre just for me. BUT. CURRENLTY. i missed writing fics so i am in a months long hiatus of a fic for mission to zyxx which is a silly improv comedy podcast that i was super into right before i got into trigun !!!!!!!! its my beloved ever. however the trigun brain worms overtook me before i finished my fic and i have not gone back to work on it much :( i WANT to finish it tho bc the fandom is very small annnd i literally read every single fic in the ao3 tag in the span of like a week. i need 2 add to it.

ANYWAY basics of the fic (spoilers for mission to zyxx incoming !!) :

the main character has a bug egg laid in his eye and throughout all of season 2 it just grows in his eye and makes it look all fucked up until the s2 finale where the egg hatches and another character pulls his eye out before the bug makes his head explode. << its not as fucked up as it sounds bc this is a full comedy podcast so everything is played for goofs and this moment only lasts a total of like 6 seconds but i am a sucker for body horror especially when it involves gross bugs so !!! i am judt rewriting that scene with my own headcanons ans making it scary and emotional 😌 hi my names mac ghostiezone and i love horror and gay people.

I HAVE TO REREAD MY ENTIRE WIP TO FIND A PART TO POST i cant believe ur making me do this (<< THANK U I HAVE NOT LOOKED AT IT IN WEEKS) apologies in advance for my setup i like 2 write on my phone in the middle of the night so my google docs is in perma-darkmode:

<< we love an alien mind contrrol parasite that makes a usually cowardly docile character behave like a monster 😌😌😌😌

[foxmulderautism]

me when i remember i do not have to follow the rules my brain made for no reason and i don't have to wait until i finish my brandon taylor novels to read my copy of cleanness even if it is currently underneath the brandon taylor novels in my Bedside TBR Book Stack

[hazbinstohell]

Maroon

Songfic Idea from the Song Maroon by Taylor Swift...(Because it just fit my aesthetic way too much) If you haven't heard it, find it on Youtube! (Also, this is purely self-indulgent, if you enjoy great! If not, don't like it XD My other fanfic will be updated soon, and it will move over to AO3! Hope to see you there!)

Summary - It wasn't supposed to be this way...but here we are, and the color made her want more.

It had begun innocently enough. A song to listen to. Talking about the hotel, or maybe even talking about the redemption of other sinners.

What led from innocent talks to hour-long debates, Charlie remembers at some point listening to the stories of his "old days" with a mixture of fear and awe. He was pretty entertaining on his own. She enjoyed the old vinyl records of songs that he would play over the radio and would take care of them like they were her own, cleaning and dusting the things that he didn't even let Nifty touch, and he loved to show her more of the jazzy tunes that he had.

One day, Charlie's fights were unbearable with Vaggie, so she took a whole bottle of Rosé up at first to drink away the sorrows in her own room, that was until she ended up in his bedroom...and somehow sitting on the edge of the couch in his room, somehow her feet had ended up in his lap as he tapped her shin absentmindedly as a jazzy tune played, and he'd talk about another silly thing or a murder from his days alive, which she would try to tear apart the wrongs of it and he'd just call her sweet.

Charlie took a moment to realize that they had somehow ended up on the floor and giggled as she wondered how they got there in the first place. Alastor waved the bottle as she laughed out loud, "It was the cheapest one I could find..."

Alastor gently filled her glass, "Well dear, I do think he isn't buying the majority of the liquor around here anyways..." It was the first of many more nights. It took her mind off responsibilities and allowed her to be close to one of the people she felt the farthest from. Another night, he had swept her right up into a dance, her giggling at the fact her shoes had fallen off at some point, and their drinks had been spilled, her white shirt having a stain from the wine that he had spilled in their shenanigans.

Charlie had hummed soft laughter as she tried to dab it with a cloth. It was right near her collar, staining it and her neck, "Shit, Al. This isn't going to come out..."

Alastor touched her collar, the sharp finger gently coming to unbutton a part of the shirt, where more of the wine had spilled. Charlie doesn't realize at that moment that the wine on her shirt has changed things, as Alastor watches her face a moment before leaning in to lick at her neck. Her skin flushes everywhere, and Alastor almost seems like he enjoys it as her skin becomes redder as his lips trail up to her own...

Days become weeks of this. Nights of music listening and talking and dancing become nights of lips and tongues and touches. She spends whole maroon nights in his room to leave early morning, marks being left on her neck and collarbone having to be hidden the best it can during the day. She cannot see him around the hotel, or her skin flushes the same color it does every night. Vaggie realizes that Charlie is no longer into their relationship, and they decide that maybe it's time to end it on a good note...instead of a hazy mess of sobbing and just nothing but anger.

At least, Vaggie thinks so. Charlie feels horrible lying to her, but, she had lied to her for THREE YEARS about who she really was. Alastor had agreed when she mentioned it, but she was already sitting on the edge of the bed, as his fingers were leaving trails on her thighs, maroon blood from the marks he left on her flesh. She'd realize that any memory of her was second to the legacy of him over her. Besides, her favorite color may have always been the same color of her blood and his coat.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Starlight, Starshine; an impenetrable disguise

its finally happening! i came up with a name for this little fanfic/one shot series/whatever this is going to be! obligatory title is ripped from a steam powered giraffe song (go listen to starlight starshine, its literally sun+moon x reader core im begging you) anyways! Starlight, Starshine is going to be a collection of self indulgent writings between our favorite animatronic and reader! from multiple different aus, though it will mostly center around 2! one au thats "everything is fine nothing bad happens please i just want them ALL to be happy" and the other is a silly dumb idea of "what if reader who used to work at the pizzaplex takes eclipse home and repairs them and ect ect happens"! todays little fic is based off of that! im so sorry about the long authors note, i really need to make it a habit to shorten these but yk obligatory admin is not used to writing fics and theyre still trying to find their style in terms of writing so ! most of these one shots also arent going to be in order, due to the nature of this being a collection of writings for at least 2 aus so for the most part theres no need to read them all to understand a greater story!

Summary: Months after the reader brings Eclipse to their home and repairs them, sun and moon must get accustomed to their new environment. however sun has some plans...

Extra notes: this one is primarily sun centered, reader has a dog, author is attempting at comedy, not proof read we die like men so expect a few grammar mistakes and spelling errors, a lot of this one shot also contains more context and exposition (???) to the "Taken Home" au referenced above, author is not confident in their writing skills and hasnt written a full fledged fic in a year or two, author also isnt used to writing proper dialogue so take that as you will, reader is GN/typically wont be given pronouns due to authors general writing style/POV, he/they pronouns for sun and moon they /them for eclipse, really this is just an experimental piece with a vague idea i had last night, nothing too special more so an exercise to get me back into writing, author is still trying to figure out how to write personalities so these are very likely to be OOC

The first word that came to your mind when describing Sun was "odd". He looked odd, he acted odd, he had odd rituals that he carried out in your home. However it wasn't a bad kind of odd.

It'd been a few months since you took the former daycare attendant to your home, and repaired them. You had already grown close to the pair long before the closure of the pizzaplex, being an extra set of hands in the daycare. You didnt even know they were still active within the building when you decided to explore the remains; already taken on the form of Eclipse, who at the time of your discovery was trying in vain to clean the wreckage. Of course repairing them wasn't easy given you had limited experience in... basically rebuilding an animatronic; but against all odds you made it work! You let them take the guest bedroom, not that either of them used it; they would much rather spend their time hovering around you.

It took a lot of getting used to, for everyone involved, but you were all adjusting quite nicely!

Mostly...

You see, Sun didnt like being cooped up.. your home being considerably smaller than the daycare he was so used to. Leading to todays horrible plan.

"Sunflower," You said through lightly clenched teeth as you watched the sun themed animatronic tug on an oversized hat. He really couldn't be doing this... this wasnt going to work, no one is this dumb to fall for this plan!

The plan in question? Well, Sun thinks it would be a good idea to wander about outside in a "disguise" of sorts; said disguise consisting of the aforementioned hat, sunglasses, a face mask, and a entirely new outfit. Obviously, it looked at convincing as it sounded.

Sun hummed and spun on his feel to look at you, already putting your dog on a leash. "Yeeees starshine?" He asked as he scratched your dog between the ears. "This isnt a good idea," You mumbled as you watched him make his way to the door. "Nonsense! There's hardly anyone out, it'll only be a quick walk around the park!" Sun cheered.

The second word that comes to your mind when you think to describe Sun, is "stubborn", as when he made his mind up on something you can almost guarantee that he would follow through with the plan. So now, you were following behind him, keeping your eyes peeled for anyone who could see him. If he weren't so tall, or if he could tuck his rays in, or didn't emit a mechanical creak with every step he made then perhaps, the plan may have just worked... perhaps.. maybe..

No, it wouldn't, you can see his metal neck from where you were standing.

"Remember, only one lap," You reminded him as you succumbed to his will, much to his delight as his pace picked up just ever so slightly.

To his credit, he was right about not many people being out and about, mostly in part due to the fact it was still early in the morning. Just light enough to keep Sun in control, but just early enough for most to still be sleeping or still getting ready for work. However, the park wasn't empty, mostly it was early morning joggers; who thankfully didn't pay much mind to the two of you outside of giving a half wave as they passed.

There were even a few parents around with their small children walking with them; be it they were walking them to school or simply taking them to take in the early morning air... Sun's body seemed to perk up at the sight of the children, loudly greeting them with a good morning; leaving both them and the parents slightly bewildered at his high energy.

There were others, who had decided to also take their dog out for an early walk. The people once again weren't an issue, as they seemed to miraculously fall for Sun's disguise from a distance.

Their dogs weren't fooled, though. Multiple dogs began to bark and growl as they passed by. "Oh I'm so sorry, I don't know what's gotten into him!" was said a few times throughout the walk. Again, the owners somehow didnt seem to notice the fact Sun was an animatronic, mostly due to having to restrain their dog from lunging forward at him.

The closest call, however, came from Sun excitedly taking up an offer for someone to pet their dog. For you see, Sun didnt think far enough ahead to cover his hands, thus leaving his hands in clear sight. Add in the fact that the dog bit Sun as he leaned forward to pet them.

Of course, the man noticed, and before he could say a word or question, you blurted out that it was a prosthetic hand. Though, you're not sure that the man bought it, as he was now craning his neck up to look up at Sun's round, flat face.

He slinked off. Whether it be he didn't have the energy to deal with it, or he simply just didnt care, or somehow believed you, he left.

Thankfully, that last interaction happened as you and Sun were beginning to loop back to where you started. Before Sun could begin to beg for a second round around the park, you started to walk him home; hand in hand.

"Oh that was so so fun! Starshine we gotta do this more often, everyone was so nice, " Sun chirped as you approached your front door. In his excitement he had begun to skip in long strides, forcing you to speed up your walk to a light jog.

"Yeah, again... maybe we can go earlier in the morning? You know we cant risk anything, I mean, if I get caught with you I could probably get sent to," You trailed off as Sun suddenly shoved something into your hands.

A handful of flowers that he had pulled up from the ground, he must have grabbed them while on the walk. How did you not notice? Were you that nervous of being found out by others?

A third word to describe Sun would be sweet. Even through his oddity and stubbornness, he still thought of you. Always so considerate.

Now that you think about it, you realize this may be the first time Sun has touched a real living flower.

You frowned, slightly. It made sense, he wasnt permitted to step foot outside of the pizzaplex, and its not like many people were giving him bouquets of fresh flowers. Usually if they did it'd be the obviously fake plastic ones. Sure, sometimes the kids would give him paper flowers.

"Can we go again tomorrow?" Sun asked as he watched you fumble around with the cluster of flowers... some were weeds, but.. its the thought that counts.

"Of course, Sunflower," You said before you could let yourself think logically.

Well, there was no taking it back, now. How could you, when Sun quickly stamped his heels in excitement as he dashed inside your home.

Perhaps you'll pick some flowers for him tomorrow, too.

yeah idk about this one yall LMAO, i genuinely didnt know where i was going with this one nor did i know how to end it, if that wasnt obvious SOBS im so not used to writing actual stories, im so used to short scenarios and headcannons... gotta fix that anyways i still have a few more ideas i want to write, but! thats it for the first one shot for Starlight, Starshine !

[unofficial-cactus]

tbh i feel like youre right on the fanfic video & i am also a casual fan. he may not intended for the bullying but when he makes a video titled like “reading your DISGUSTING fics about me” you really cant help the bullying that’ll follow bc it IS public humiliation from an influencer. it just doesn’t feel ok for fanfic writers to be mocked in front of millions of people for their hard work– like you said, if it was a fan artist, then this situation would be entirely different.

i just feel like it’s unfair. these types of videos always made me uncomfortable bc the reason why they do it isn’t to appreciate the work fans put into them & their content and instead just make fun of them. i understand having fun with the content, but using it as a video tool just paints a target on the writer’s back and yeah

anyways sorry for the rant i just saw your post & had to agree lol hope you have a nice day

the rant is very justified.

the writer has now removed the fic and put up a response

all things considered, they've responded quite maturely considering how young they are

and something i missed that the writer pointed out - i only skimmed the video to see if the title would be misleading - and aside from his own 'joke' fic he wrote, tommy doesn't read any other fic - just this one author's and that amplifies the situation even more as this specific person has been singled out to make fun of. this isn't roasting viewers, this is bullying a single viewer.

something the writer also says which is very true - all the comments redirecting saying 'not all fic is like this' are missing the point that it's okay to make silly self-indulgent amateur fanfiction.

they don't have to be 100k works of art. your first clay bowl is a sloppy and lopsided and certainly no work of art, but it doesn't have to be. the joy in making it in the first place has value.

and then there's the whole conversation about fan Fantasy in fan spaces. capital F because in situations like this, fans are typically very aware of the fantastical nature of what they're writing, but stll enjoy it because celebrity fantasy is a normal thing and is very far from something new.

and something i feel is being lost in the current information age of no privacy share every aspect of yourself publically is the concept that people have conversations about other people, strangers even, when they're not there, and that's a totally normal thing to do.

it's the year 2007, you and your friend are walking along the boardwalk at the beach. you see someone very hot. once you're out of earshot you and your friend share your admiration for their appearance. perfectly harmless, perfectly normal.

and for a long time there fandom spaces were seen as those private spaces - those personal conversations out of earshot.

and the blurring of the boundaries of those private spaces is blurring - it's a two-way street at that - a lot more people are tweeting their private thoughts directly at cc's which is very not okay, and cc's are stepping into fan spaces and then throwing up a surprised pikachu face that fans are doing things in those spaces that are not meant for the cc to enjoy.

[ted-calling-orson]

LONG ASK IM SO SORRY

ok im sorry to enter ur askbox but i cant just contain this to tags and like. you are SOOOO right for liking kermit !!! sad mf. love him. also can i just say- WHY is there NOT more fanfic im SORRY but. if we have so much crackfic of modern presidents or even actual fic/oneshots of other presidents, PLEASE give us TR / TR fam fic !!!! id eat that shit UP. i got so tired of it i published my own tr kiddos fic istg its either anon or on my acc i can find it

and im so confused on why NATM teddy aint got more fics that at least mention the kids OR siblings. sorry this is gonna be a long ask. but really !! like. theres maybe 5(?) max fics ive seen mention them. a few in the Treasured Collection NATM fic series, and maybe one or two loose ones around. im SOOOO close to writing a self indulgent fic for it. again srry for how long this is. but i never come across tr fans. rlly i swear. also so right for liking the muppets (Fozzie my beloved <3)

oh !! and the cartoon network idea??? YES. absolutely. id watch it. 10000%. i think presidential cartoons should exist more, beyond episodes in preexisting shows. itd be so cool!! ive watched possibly every documentary i can find on TR/show that features him (like The Alienist) i need some lighthearted stuff.

finally idk if youre big on reading books or trilogies but if you can id recommend reading Edmund Morris' trilogy on TR if you haven't yet. the final book ending had me crying at 7am december 2022 like 10 times.

p.s the erb rap battle was so silly and im so surprised i saw nobody in the comments mention quentin with the line churchill shot of TR's family dying prematurely. sorry for the length of this ask--and dino au is so cool and i wanna hear all abt it !!

-🦆

OH MY GOSH THIS IS LIKE A DREAM WHEUSHSUWJWKEKWKWKWJNWJWIXJWBWIDJISJEBDISJSISJSIS oooo we should be best friends ooooooo. Also dw about this being too long you are literally one of my favorite people of all time😭‼️🙏

on the Kermit thing: YIPPEEE‼️‼️‼️ finally another Kermit fan😭 the only other recognition he’d get was from some Indiana jones mini series. Id love to write Roosevelt fan fiction but I don’t like posting my stuff on tumblr (usually my fics are for me and my friends⁉️) but ey, maybe I’ll post something🙏

ALSO MUPPET FAN‼️‼️‼️ my favs are Dr. Teeth and Kermit

on the natm thing: YIPPEE- I wanna write about my au so bad cuz I’ve got so many ideas for it especially for Elliot and Theo’s relationship bc their rivalry was so bad it extended into their daughters. Evil Elliott seemed like an awesome concept and what if he dragged Corinne into it??? Wieihdjehsjs

the tv show: OK OK SO I had a HUGE concept of this show. First off: it’s like your avid 2000s sitcom but with art‼️ The Taft’s (and in later seasons, the Wilson’s) are their neighbors and T.R and W.H.T would have silly angry dad neighbor hijinks (and they both hate the Wilsons together), Alice is the popular girl and there was gonna be a whole episode on her affair with William Borah, Kermit is the shy kid that gets into scuffles with Ted jr, Quentin and Archibald are the spoiled younger sibs, Ethel is the neutral younger sister and Edith is the mostly annoyed mom. Also Quentin and Charles Taft are best friends and I’ll prolly write more ideas for it but I do have designs for Kermit, Ethel and Alice:

anyway, you don’t know how excited I got when I saw this in my inbox😭 but yeah I love your stuff man! Pls post more Teddy stuff I thrive off it im literally one of 5 Theodore Roosevelt fans

ALSO IM GLAD YOU MENTIONED THE RAP BATTLE CUZ- I think that line is about most of his family dying fairly young (Theodore sr., Quentin, Elliott etc) and not just his kids but I could be wrong the fandom wiki of erb is so 50/50

[bg-sparrow]

@moonlightandstarshimmer tagged me to explain how I picked my URL! Thanks for the tag!

TL;DR: My pen name is a pirate name. Yo ho, let's go!

"BG Sparrow" goes a long way back to the first fanfic I ever published in the Pirates of the Caribbean fandom in 2004. I was 15, and my two best friends who were also obsessed were 14 and 13. They encouraged me writing up this silly story where Jack, Will, and Elizabeth got stuck in the 21st century and we had to hide them/ deal with them/ get them back to their own time.

Anyways, in the story, when we said goodbye, each of them gave us a pirate name. Elizabeth gave my friend Lindsay the name Bloody Jane, Will gave Jessica the name Mad Mary, and Jack gave me the name Black Grace. So in the sequel, when we went to pirate times, we were Jane Swann, Mary Turner, and Grace Sparrow lol.

It's been my fanfic pen name all these years, and I don't think I could ever part with it because of how great it felt to find this new hobby and have my friends just wait on bated breath for the next ridiculous adventure I put to paper. It was a terrible, terrible fic and incredibly self-indulgent, written at a time where I never thought I'd take writing seriously, but I still have it posted to my old FFN account as a reminder of all the fun and love that got me to where I am today.

I doubt I'll ever officially publish any original work under this pen name, but here it lives. <3

Tell me about your urls, you crazy kids (if you like): @daryfromthefuture @jayisnotdrawing @brinkle-brackle @manebioniclegali @synthsays

[smaller-comfort]

It always comes down to the classics, right? Orpheus and Eurydice, never knowing who will emerge from the darkness with you; Pandora's Box, and the things you can't undo.

Anyway, here's the finale and the coda (which is like an epilogue except it's a musical term; when you play a coda, you go back to the beginning again see what I did there) wherein I go completely off the rails into wild and speculative AU territory. Look at those new pairing tags. I can't believe I quoted The Last Unicorn in the chapter summary. Utterly shameless.

Extensive notes below the cut, because I like to hear myself talk.

Monk is like a baby butch trying desperately not to fumble this sad divorced cougar a second time. It's fine. They'll figure it out. They might even be good for each other; there certainly aren't very many things that would make either of them worse.

A silly little joke about tomatoes evolved into all of this. Over 9000 words! There are themes! Or an attempt at themes, anyway, and an attempt at laying the groundwork for some sort of narrative arc from beginning to end. I tried to make each character scene tie together in some way; I hope I succeeded.

Ninja still doesn't know how to spell PTSD; I should probably add Ninja/A Fucking Nap (unrequited) to the pairing tags.

Writing this was a blast, honestly. Embrace the cringe, be free, write it weird and self-indulgent and unhinged. I keep laughing at my own jokes; this is the longest piece of fanfic I have ever finished and published.

I still might write the sequel where Ninja gets pegged properly. He deserves something nice.

The real epilogue is actually just Shopkeeper and Phantom taking turns curb stomping Resh'an in the void, because if they have to learn to live with their inescapable grief, so does he. This all kind of ties into another WIP I have on deck- I have to make sure I don't just directly crib any Shopkeeper's lines for Resh'an, because they're both out here doing horrible things hoping that the end will someday bring an absolution for the things they've done.

It won't, and they just have to live with it, anyway. I was originally going to have Phantom get into that with Shopkeeper in the coda, but I wanted to wrap things up neatly.

"Of course I did. How could I have ever sent it to anyone else?" The final scene didn't originally have Shopkeeper doing a secret identity reveal, but then that line got suck in my head and I figured why not make everything even more fucked up. (Still firmly in speculative AU territory, really. I think it's more likely for Shopkeeper to be Phantom and Muse's kid than anything else, honestly.)

Okay, so here's Phantom, and this is Phantom's ex-wife, Shopkeeper, but it was an amicable divorce, they still hang out sometimes. And this is Shopkeeper's girlfriend, Monk, and Monk's hapless twunk Ninja (they are in a lesbian-centric semi-non-sexual throuple)-

Look, I think I am hilarious.

Shopkeeper and Monk mostly just flirted outrageously with each other back in the day. Monk is less concerned with romance than she is with being forgiven, which probably isn't clear enough in the story.

I'm still halfway convinced that I should reformat it as a one shot, but I also think I am very funny in some of those chapter notes, so I'll probably leave it. Over 9000 words!

[tangledstarlight]

Hi!! For the fanfic asks: 36, 39, 66 (for any of the FF!Luke verse fics!) and 70 💕

36. What fic are you proudest of?

answered here!

39. What’s your most self-indulgent wip?

ooo okay this is kinda hard because all my fics feel very self-indulgent, i'm a big believer if just writing what you want to read and worrying about other people later. but i guess given the currently jatp fic climate and my own messy writing relationship, the silly little jatp x ouat fusion fic i've been tinkering with!

66. What’s a fun fact about [insert fic]?

okay so you need a little backstory for this fun fact which is that me and @ourstarscollided have long since decided that gordon ramsey fits into nearly every form of fiction in someway and i will take every opportunity to slip him into a fic where i can. anyway. in the ff!luke 'verse alex is a chef and works at a fancy lil restaurant that's run/owned by gordan ramsey. but the restaurant doesn't have a pastry/desert chef, they have a deal with a bakery across the road which is where willie works. anyway there's a whole fic in this alone but they start of on bad terms and before eventually starting to date and reggie likes to tell everyone that gordon ramsey set them up😌

70. Are you subscribed to any writers on AO3?

i am! not many though because i find my fics in very chaotic ways and also i always forget subscribing to writers is a thing you can do lmao (ive only just started actually bookmarking fics maybe by next year ill use the subscribing option)

ask me fanfic writer questions!

[maysoulrose]

The Thief and The Moon | Skyrim Fanfic | chpt 10

a self indulgent skyrim fic featuring Brynjolf and my dark elf oc, Allustria.

——————————chapter 10———————————-

The city of Whiterun. It was impressive to say the least. The protective walls to the castle sitting atop the hill with fields and farms surrounding it.  The afternoon sun was shining, a few travelers and farmers passing by. Brynjolf and Allustria approached the stable, leaving Shadowmere in the hands of the stable boy, who didn’t quite know what to make of their horse. 

“Looks like the merchants just set up camp.” Allustria pointed out. “Let’s see if they want anything we got from the bandit tower.” 

Brynjolf agreed.

 They traded a few things, Allustria purchased a couple of ingredients for her experimentation, and a few healing potions for the inevitable future in this line of work. Then they entered the city. 

The streets were bustling. Children were at play, shopkeepers busy at work, people browsing their wares. They decided not to waste much time and got into the Bannered Mare, before a guard recognized Brynjolf’s uncanny armor. 

The tavern was dimly lit and smelled of wood smoke and body odor. It was just as lively here as it was in the streets!  Allustria scanned the area. Arms for hire, people chatting, a bard playing a lute. She didn’t see anyone who looked to be waiting for her.  Brynjolf whistled to get her attention so she turned his way. He nodded his head at the entrance to the kitchen. Allustria entered. 

There, sat in the corner, was a sleazy looking man. Long, greasy black hair, a pale complexion, and bags under his eyes. They make eye contact and he squints at her. She takes the seat in front of him.

“So, you’re the one Maven sent? Let’s make this quick. I work at the meadery just outside of the city. The owner is a scuzzy little man who won’t sell the damned place, so Maven and I have devised a plan to get the old fool out of the picture. We need you to set the trap.” He explains to her that there’s a skeever problem in the basement of the place that the owner, Sabjorn, has been meaning to get rid of before the Captain of the Guard comes in to sample the brew. Allustria is to get the poison that Sabjorn supplies, take care of the skeevers, but also poison the fresh vat. 

No questions asked, Allustria nods, and returns to Brynjolf who follows her out of the inn. 

They stay silent before leaving the city and make sure they’re out of hearing range before discussing the project. 

“Maven’s always been a clever Lass.” Brynjolf acknowledged.

“Awe, I thought you only called me that~” Allustria pouted. 

“I—. Oh, well I mean—“

“I’m kidding, silly.” Allustria laughed, lightly elbowing him in the ribs.. 

The two of them walk to the meadery, leaving Shadowmere at the stables. He needed a little rest and some food, anyway.  

Allustria puts her hand against Brynjolf’s chest, stopping him from entering the place.

“Maybe I should go in alone. I think only one of us would be more convincing.”  She batted her flirtatious eyes.

Brynjolf sighed.

“Okay.” He waited by the little garden fence, arms crossed.

“Good boy~” Allustria giggled. Brynjolf just rolled his eyes. 

The elf enters the meadery. Sabjorn was frantically pacing, trying to clean things up, and was muttering to himself.

“Can’t you see we’re closed?”  He says after finally noticing her. Allustria decided she wouldn’t feel an ounce of guilt once she was done with him. He had just the worst of personalities. 

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t see a sign. Are you… alright?” She cooed. He stopped and actually looked at her. She noticed his face turning a bit red. She smiled. 

‘Too easy.’

“Oh excuse my rudeness, it’s just, I’m waiting for the Captain to come for an inspection and mead tasting and I just have my hands full.” 

Allustria sat at the bar to listen to his woes. 

“I’m sorry, I hope I’m not in the way~” She catches his eyes in a trance and lightly places her hand on top of his. His blush deepens. “You know, I could maybe lend a hand.” She smiles sweetly at the man.  His eyes narrow.

“Why?” Suddenly suspicious of her. “I don’t suppose you expect me to think you’ll do this out of the kindness of your heart?” 

“Ah, you mean payment.” Allustria reaches up and taps her fingers on the buttons of his shirt. She looks up at him with large eyes and a playful smile. “I mean, I do, but…. not with gold.... You see, I’ve always found older men very… attractive.” 

Sabjorn’s suspiciousness vanished.

“Oh… I see. Well that’s different. I mean, of course, I’m a very high quality male.” He runs his hand through his balding hair. 

“I’m glad you understand~” Blinking slowly at him. “Now. What’s your problem?”

——————————————————-

Brynjolf jumped at the sound of the door swinging open. He was surrounded by chickens and had a pile of crumbs that flew out of his hand.  Allustria had a big grin on her face.

“That was deliciously easy” she swooned. “He probably would have given me the entire business if I had gone the extra mile~” she put her finger to her lips and licked the tip before biting it, smiling at Brynjolf. His eyebrows furrowed and he grabbed her hand, popping her finger out of her mouth.

“Why? What happened? Did he do anything weird? Do I need to go in there and—-“

“Calm down~” Allustria tapped her licked finger to his lips. That shut him up. She reaches in her pocket and reveals a vial of pest poison.  “Let’s get busy~”

They used the outside entrance to get into the brewery.  Deciding to first take care of the rodent problem, they follow the bear traps and skeever corpses, Doing in a few living ones on the way. They follow a path until they find a hole in the cellar wall.

“That must be how they’re getting in.” Brynjolf stated. They continue on and come to a large opening just full of skeevers. After silently knifing each one, Allustria stops. 

“I hear something.” She whispers. Brynjolf perks his ears. A murmuring voice. Allustria peaks around the turn of the cave walls and past a few hay bales. A man was squatting, speaking with the skeevers. 

“Looks like we have some company.” She says so quietly that only Brynjolf can hear. They follow the cave walls in the shadows, silently taking out any skeevers that are within reach.  The man stands and leans over an alchemy table, getting to work on it, and still muttering to himself. The remaining large rats don’t seem to notice the pair of thieves, luckily. Allustria looks at Brynjolf who nods. They prepare their weapons and stalk their foe, knifing the last two skeevers before getting within reach of the man. 

Allustria reaches him and attempts to slash his throat, but barely misses, nicking him over the collar bone. He screams in pain and spins around, fists ready with a spell conjuring in either one.

“Crap…” Allustria mutters. She lunges with both daggers out, swinging them wildly at the man. A blast of electricity flies at her, zipping inches past the side of her face. Brynjolf sneaks from the shadows and plunges his own dagger into the man’s side. He falls, taking Brynjolf with him. Allustria jumps on the man's chest and digs her blade through his throat, silencing him, permanently. 

Again, Brynjolf is shocked at her lack of hesitation. He wasn’t sure if he was afraid or impressed. He watched her sitting on the deceased corpse, wiping her blades on his shirt before concealing them in her bracers. 

“You… are terrifying” Brynjolf decided, speaking admiringly. Allustria looks at him head to toe.

“Thank you~” She grinned. Her canines, sharp and glistening.

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also hey. If I get someone's name wrong or something, don't hesitate to tell me ;P

[spaceyflowerswriting]

Not a request just a question out of curiosity. How did you feel when you first started out writing fanfics for a particular fandom? Have you always been passionate about writing? What is your method to know a character better so as to make your works seem close to their original personality?

I love your works, they genuinely make my day and would love to write for lookism one day as well and you're my biggest inspiration ��️ hope you have a wonderful day :)

[Don't have to reply if you don't feel like it]

i got REALLY wordy so things are under a cut!

anyways can i just say this is such a sweet message 😭😭💓💕💓💕💞💖💞💕💓💖💞💘

thank u so much for sending this ask !! it always means the world to me when ppl express care and curiosity about other's creativity journeys :'] 💖

this goes for u, too, anon; if ur comfortable sharing, i'd love to hear ur own answers to ur questions! <33

how did you feel when you first started out writing fanfics for a particular fandom?

i started when i was around 9 and was very excited to share so thats what i did :] but over time i grew insecure and felt my old stuff was stupid lmao so i deleted it all off the web and then writing became a private thing for me for a very, very long time (writing like 40k, 38 chapters worth of stuff just for me 😭). i've wanted to share during my last few fandoms but never got the courage to until i got into lookism/viral hit !

(well, actually, i did share some writing during my "obey me!" phase but it was just text convos lol)

naturally, i was nervous putting my writing out in the world again esp bc the last time i did was when i like 11-12, and i was 16 when i wanted go public with my writing again 😔 im very glad i pushed myself to tho, bc its basically been a year now and i've had a blast!

i never imagined so many people would like my silly writing, enough to send in requests T_T 💕💖

have you always been passionate about writing?

kind of,,? i really only got into it because of fanfiction lol but i did consider becoming an author for like. a week of my life sjdhwhdj so really it's just a hobby i do since im the walking definition of "speaks little but thinks a lot"

gotta put thoughts down somewhere yknow? and at the end of the day, writing to me is just what art is to me; it's for fun and to express myself. sure, i wanna get better at both, but if my stuff turns out "objectively" bad, at least i know i had fun with it :'D

(that's my philosophy with art in general; make "bad" art!! have fun!!! enjoy life!!! i hate comparison/competitive things!!!! lets all just have a nice time being kind to each other!!!!!)

creative writing is very cool tho and i have a bunch of ocs i'd love to write stories for, but the artist in me is saying i want to do them webtoon style ;_;

what is your method to know a character better so as to make your works seem close to their original personality?

going to be honest, im not the best person to ask for this 😭 im the world's most casual writer and i take my "just have fun with ur art" thing very seriously;;

i.e. i just keep note of how a character acts throughout a story, characterize them along the way, and then use that as my base for any writing i do of them 😭

um. i also (re)read fandomwiki pages of them, if any, to double check for stuff 😭😭😭 occasionally i rewatch/reread moments of them in their stories when i want to look for something specific but otherwise it's just me going "hm would this character do this?", comparing it to my base, and reacting accordingly!

other times i straight up go "yeah they probably wouldnt do this BUT it would be cute so im going to do it 😍"

so, if nothing works, just let urself be self indulgent <3 unless u do want to take ur writing more seriously than i do, then uh yeah it would be much better for u to look up advice from people who take their writing more seriously ^_^"

final notes

thank u for liking my stuff, im very happy to hear they make ur day ;__; 💖💕💓💞 plus saying im ur biggest inspiration too is so,, ueueuueu,,,, ;;__;; 💞💘💞💞💘💕💖💘

i really hope u get around to writing for lookism or any other fandoms/original works!!! i wish u the absolute best with you and your writing journey, and feel free to tag/dm me with anything u write!! i'd be happy to support :]

hope you're having a wonderful day, too 💖💖

[bobtheacorn]

2024 Writing Roundup

tagged by @goodlucktai !

Words Posted:

round abouts 25k! i actually worked on AND published more than i did last year! so that's kind of exciting! 2023 was..... ROUGH buddy! 2024 was kinder 😊💜

Additional Words Written:

*gestures vaguely* at least twice that. probably

Fandoms:

Digimon

Rise of the TMNT

Usagi Yojimbo

Sonic the Hedgehog 

Highest kudos + Highest Hit One-Shot:

warmly in the dark taking the W for both!! by like, a LOT lmao not Technically a one-shot but idc

New Things I Tried:

I don't know that i was particularly adventurous this year, at least writing wise. I wrote the same sort of fics for the same sort of characters that i'm always obsessed with lmao Apart from starting (or at least working on) some ambitious (lengthy) projects, I stayed pretty much firmly in my wheel house. But i did spend genuinely most of the year prepping for and then actively moving to a new state so. That's a new thing!

Fic I Spent The Most Time On:

GOD the fic i spent THE MOST TIME ON was that. Goddamn. Leosagi fic…. that still isn't done. When I started splitting it into multiple docs and then into multiple folders to even keep the timeline straight, when I started actively feeling like this guy

any time i worked on it - i set it down lmao. Girl it's not that deep. You are thinking too hard abt all of this. It is a silly self indulgent fanfic you are writing FOR FUN it do not need to be so goddamn pedantic. Sometimes u just gotta let stuff cook a lil longer in your brain before u try and get 'em out and that's fine

Fic I Spent The Least Time On:

meager and infinite, bro the way i sat down and wrote that straight out in like an hour. actually insane to me lmao I'm surprised that i managed to do that with a couple of fics this year, where when i actually had the TIME to just sit and write, i cruised 'em out in just a couple of days! So that's been nice! 💜

Favourite Thing I Wrote:

Soft spot in my heart for pop. I got really nostalgic abt digimon (like I do every 5-10 years lmao) and there was actually a lot of new stuff that came out right around the time my brother and I rewatched it (or stuff had already come out that we got to catch up on)! I feel like Tai got waaayyyy to much attention in Adventure 2020 but damn if he don't live in my mind rent free. my fav guy.

Favourite Thing(s) I Read:

I have so many ao3 subscription emails that i haven't even opened 💀

I know i read You should TOTALLY kill that guy, my liege by waywardwitchcat at least five times bc it's so funny and insane i'm for real obsessed w it aslkdjaslk it just GIVES! it gives Everything so casually, the comfort kinkfic of all time lmao

also (not fanfic related but) I listened to the audiobook for This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone and oh my god Oh my GODDDD if you haven't read it, do it; if you can listen to the audiobook, specifically, DO IT.

Writing Goals for 2025:

Think I wanna try and hit at least 200/400 words a day. I want to buckle down on FINISHING STUFF, and i want to actively try to set aside Actual Time to Write.

New Works:

Pop sequel, project Aster, the "apparently witches hold grudges" series, and oh my GOD the Mariko fic I wrote 5k for and then FORGOT EXISTED until i was just now browsing through my folders 💀💀💀 the brain fog is REAL. anyway, those are where im gonna be putting the brunt of my efforts unless something hits me sideways!

Tagging: @plothooksinc @radishhqueen @sroloc--elbisivni @crows-murder if yall wanna 💜

[trenchcoatsbi]

oh yeah!! is the eggs got christmas costumes :33!! also hey blog I hope you dont mind but I came to rant for a bit lol-- so basically I was reading a few fanfics about my very gay parents (COUGH COUGH tntduo COUGH COUGH) /SILLY and I ended up founding this one that although it was very cool it stuck with me for a bit due to me (sally) being a villain for saying in some way?? like I was bad in that fanfic (AND TBH GOOD THE VERSION OF ME IN THAT FANFIC IS DEAD CUZ SHE SUCKSSSS) in general and very shitty and like I am cheering on the sidelines as well like ''lmao good riddance'' but it keeps stucking up with me cuz I feel is not so weird for the fandom to portray me is an awful human being and it kinda sucks :/// and although I know that one on the fanfic was not me it sucked either way cuz like is not pretty yourself being bashed by things you didn't even do just because?? and people are free to do whatever! its just upsetting me being portrayed like that because in my canon me and wil weren't even dating and my only crime was being chaotic pffft... but its alright still a very good fanfic!! my dads are so fucking gay its unbelivable LMAOOO /silly /t /hj -(cannon divergent llulah anon) tilin qsmp⭑

eahjdjd sorry i forgot to respond to this for a while. i was busy being self indulgent and making things catered to me and me only. anyway I uh geez yeah. fanfic moment. sometimes it sucks cause feelings n stuff but is good. sorry raghgh i meant to be more put together when i responded but i made 2 cool things for myself and my entire brain was thrown straight out the window.