#another shitty fanfic

[yumieio]

Ok yall imagine with me big fight scene ( this is in the age were garp Rayleigh whitebeard sengoku and tsuru are all young) ok so back to thyme topic big fight scene bunch of different pirates and marines fighting all of a sudden a loud shout it stop some but most keep fighting then the words” were is dragon” stops three in their tracks Tsuru sengoku and garp and the three start looking around panicked Roger is confused were garp is gonna g and why isn’t he fight and what stops whitebeard rayleigh and Roger In their tracks is a child’s cry actually it stops most of the fighting pirates and marines who turn to look were the sound came from and to garp , Tsuru and sengoku horror their was baby/ child dragon in the hands of dangerous pirate well hanging from the hands of a dangerous pirate cause the man was just on a tall edge with baby/ child dragon in his hand with a sharp object that looked like it was cursed it seem theman had take dragon from Were garp had put him before the battle the marine trio ran to were ledge and were soon following by the three pirates ( Rayleigh whitebeard and Roger) they wanted to kill him but the man just help the object closer to dragon neck it seemed he was physically hurting dragon as well to their horror they could see blood dripping but they couldn’t pin point from were after begging and fighting and saying they would do whatever the man wanted he just laughed and said “all I want is for you all you suffer and I think I know how” and with that he took one jab at dragon who cried out to in pain and threw the child the six all ran to try and catch dragon not caring about the fighting around them just trying to catch him lucky whitebeard caught him and gave him to garp and he was injured pretty badly and who knows what that item was cursed with tears were running down dragon cheeks he was wheezing and coughing blood was coming from too many places and the six ran they ran to the nearest hospital/ infirmary they couldn’t be i the room with dragon no mater how hard they fought so there they were three pirates and three marines waiting in the waiting room to see if this kid was gonna be ok when everything finally settled in all garp could do was cry sengoku tried not to but tear slipped the same for tsuru roger did not smile for once Rayleigh was pacing back and forth whitebeard was so worried he felt like he was goon vomit when the doctor finally came it did help the six when they saw his somber look the doctor said “ he’s in really bad condition you were right her was stab with a cursed item he might take a long time to heal and we may need to operate” garp said “whatever it takes doctor to save him I’ll do it” the doctor nods the six fell asleep at the hospital that day and the days after 3 weeks later they were allowed to visit dragon so they all went out and bought him everything he would like they entered his hospital room quietly dragon looked weaker and paler which really unsettled them but they smiled back when he gave them a weak smile he had stitches and bandages all over him they gave him presents they got him he thanked them all they kept visiting till one day were everything went wrong they all fell asleep then they heard a loud alarm go off which woke them all up then in seconds they were being rushed out and doctors were going in it felt like they were doing it all over again it felt like h dragon had gotten injured all over again garp was on the verge of spiraling dragon had to go into emergency surgery lucky he turned out ok in the end the she six stayed friend even though they didn’t tell anyone but the sox had a final mission were they hunted down the pirate that cause all of this pain and suffering and gave him the beating of life for legal mariner reason let just say he got a talking to and is still walking alive today

[nandermoenthusiast]

The coffin lands with a crash, Nandor already out of it gracefully as his vampiric nature grants him.

“Have you survived the fall Guillermo, are you allright?” he asks haughtily and with a barely concealed predatory grin at the yelping heap of limbs and clothes that is Guillermo right now. Of course he was never truly worried for his well being, Guillermo might be human, but he is no regular human, if his van Helsing blood has anything to say about that. Nandor just likes to tease.

“Yes master, im fine, i just wasnt prepa-“

Nandor offers him a hand out of the coffin, the way Guillermo has done so many times before for him. Nandor looks at him curiously, Guillermo looks all flustered right now, hes cute. Hes always cute of course, but damn. He hasn’t even realised the obvious parallel yet, just took his hand absent-mindedly as he was rambling about something. His hair is all mussed up too. Cute.

Probably the moment registers into Guillermo’s mind as Nandor hears his muttering protests suddenly cut short. He’s looking at their gingerly intertwined hands and kinda looks like hes about to swallow a frog, or maybe like he’s about to start crying again. This fucking guy. Always a theatrics with him. But Nandor has learned to lean into his little guy’s moods. He leaves him to his maybe horny maybe emotional thoughts and finishes helping him out of the coffin.

The air is thick between them now. He can sort of hear Guillermo’s heartbeat from this distance, the little guy probably has a concert thumping in his ears right now. Nandor enjoys playing with his food, always has, and today is no different. He takes a step closer. Guillermo takes an infinitesimal step back. There is a wall very close to his back. Right where Nandor wanted him.

“You know as i was saying about the cameras, Guillermo…” he starts feign-casual as he very not casually hovers over him, black eyes boring into him with the fire that only very rarely comes out in front of the crew. Guillermo looks like he’s a mixture between disbelieving and like he’s gonna pass out from hyperventilation at a moments notice. It’s an endearing mix.

“Y-yes, you -were saying something about your hair…” Guillermo couldn’t physically look away from Nandor if his life depended on it right now.

“And other reasons”, very seriously.

“- Yeah”, an exhale.

Just look at his eager little eyes. Should he put the guy out of his misery? Well come to think of it, should he put himself out of his own misery? He’s been in love with the guy for the better part of a decade now. Of course he’s not about to say that now. Let him play the part of suave vampire for his Guillermo, let him fullfill any fantasy he’s ever had, at the very least this very first time they do this dance. There will be time for the mushy stuff later. Come to think of it, what is Nandor doing?? Acting on years of pent up sexual and romantic tension, of course, but what is he setting himself up to? Heartbreak.

Violent, earth shattering heartbreak. Maybe not today, maybe not in 10 years, but soon. Soon to a vampire anyway. No- you don’t know that. If Guillermo loves me, he might find a way to not leave me like he always does. He always does leave. But then he also always comes back. Doesn’t he? Nandor loses himself in these thoughts for a moment, and Guillermo seems to notice his mind is suddenly somewhere else.

Oh, to be known so completely. Oh, to have a worthy partner, a partner who knows everything about you, a Lazlo to your Nadja, a Charmaine to your Sean, a Sire to your Baron. And to have to lose it in a matter of years. Just his luck. But also like Colin Robinson said, dont be sad cause its over, smile cause it happened.

Nandor’s eyes keep searching Guillermo’s as he draws closer and closer, eyes intensely registering every microexpression on his beloved’s face, the little crinkle between his brows and the small nervous smile that’s forming around his lips. His hands land seamlessly and delicately on either side of Guillermo’s face, and he feels his breath hitch. He really doesn’t give a flying fuck if he’s gonna suffer for a thousand years, Guillermo is here right now and he looks like he’s gonna break under his touch. One hand goes to cradle his head, thumb delicately swiping over Guillermo’s ear and pulse point, as Nandor brings their noses together and they breathe the same air for a moment. The other hand is held gently across his cheek, just there, a reassuring weight. “I’m going to kiss you now”.

And Nandor kisses him.

[youchangedmedestiel]

Being able to reread comments on my fics, by that I mean scrolling my whole AO3 inbox, is trully a blessing when I fucking need to feel better.

Thanks for taking the time to leave comments, you all! You have no idea how much it is appreciated.

[sassyresacon1990]

it's no more mystery, it is finally clear to me (you're the home my heart searched for so long)

rated T | complete | 20.1k words

summary:

He grips his blaster tight and swallows thickly, before he pushes down and the door slides open.

Only for his blaster to slip from his fingers, clattering on the floor loudly.

“Paz?”

Or, Din doesn't know who to expect at the door of his homestead... but a supposedly dead Paz isn't it.

Tags: din djarin, paz vizsla, fluff and angst, paz vizsla lives, post season 3, soft boys in love, mandalorian lore, angsty with a happy ending, eventual emotional maturity

[angsttronaut]

Does anyone else have the misfortune of remembering multifandomfanatic23/ville234/multifandomfanatic9? They have yet another username they're using on discord, under the username umbreonfanatic. I would strongly suggest blocking them- he makes creepy fanfiction requests and gets hostile towards people who refuse. There are various screenshots of his behaviour under the cut:

[artemx746]

Do people not realise that a person doesn't suddenly gain full maturity and knowledge of everything when they turn 18?

[strawbrains]

Anyways I a dream I was in a sci-fi-ish/futuristic fantasy world where doing certain types of magic was illegal and I did some illegal magic on accident and got arrested and put in a Arkham asylum-esque place for people who do magic.

I got put into a group and was made to harvest dangerous magic plants and many of us almost died from getting almost consumed by giant mushrooms and shit. Also Oswald from Gotham tv show was there and kept trying to join gangs but no one wanted him cuz he was being annoying. Sad!

There were experiments and a rebellion or something. I remember weaponizing the plants against the guards and attempting escape and then I think that's when I woke up.

[junemo10]

Merlin: man, I miss when the dinosaurs were alive

Arthur: excuse me?

Merlin: ya know, wouldn’t it be so great if they were alive again?

Arthur: no? wouldn’t they be crushing us every day?

Merlin: maybe. but you know what crushes us a lot worse every day currently?

Arthur:

Merlin: capitalism

Arthur, throwing his hands up: oh for the love of- alright, here we go

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

I'm part of an Unknown Armies campaign run by my girlfriend, and it's driven me to strange madness. Today I made a conspiracy board for it. I've made memes. I'm painting a map of the setting. I started writing a novella loosely based off of my character, which feels like fanfiction. There's an NPC I'm in love with and her existence makes me want to create fan content. I've never created fan content before, for anything. I'm considering writing fanfic for Blorbo from my girlfriend's head, that's where we're at right now. What is going on

[ameliacf13]

ASSIF 1.3, the dream ends.

[pastafossa]

Do you see Jane as yourself or a separate person because when I read x reader fics I feel like I always make up characters that I think would fit more but idk

Me personally, I see Jane as a different person, just one with a few attributes I share! And that's kind of on purpose. I've essentially tried to make her a mixture of all of us, of the fandom, of the love we—me included—have for Matt and that world. That's why she's never physically described, why her original family is kind of murky and lost. She's both herself—her own character with a shaped personality and flaws and strengths—but also all of the readers, including me, and she looks like what each of us wants or needs to see, comes from where we need her to come from. Which is how I think of a lot of great Reader characters when I'm reading, or characters I style after me in RPGs! They're me but they're me in another world with another life story, which makes them different in their own way, in the way any alternate universe version of yourself might be different.

Because of Plot Reasons (TM), you can never really make a reader fully everyone, it's true. There are always choices the plot requires a Reader to make, which is one reason I've set Jane up with the backstory she has, and why we're exploring questions of identity through her that I want readers to consider - wouldn't we be the same as her, make a lot of the same decisions, feel the same loneliness and wariness and trauma, if we'd all gone through what she has? And if you spend all your time being someone else, how long until you start changing? How much of you is created and how much of you is born? How much of you would change if you went through what she did? And what if you did go through what she did? This could be you, what if? In that way, she's potentially (since some see her as entirely separate, which is fine!) a sort of a variant of us, an AU, a what-if, in which our lives and selves were morphed by circumstances beyond our control. This is how I see the CYOA books I read as a kid, and there was a great article I read a few months ago that sums up the You in CYOA, Reader fics, RPGs, and TRT pretty well (it's the highlighted bits I found most accurate, the part about not having 'relatability' I think was a misunderstanding of what You POV/Reader/the best CYOA books were about if done right since it CAN be relatable, though the rest of it after that still feels accurate).

So I don't think your stance is unusual at all! I've got a whole range of readers—some who see Jane (and other reader characters) as fully them, some who see her as wholly separate, and some who land somewhere in the middle. All of those for x Reader are valid, and I work REALLY hard to keep her as relatable as possible for that reason, so that even if someone does see her as someone else, you can still understand and appreciate her choices when the plot forces her hand. But that's the thing: where you stand on whether a Reader character is you or someone else or even a pre-established canon character is fluid. Everyone sees them differently, pulls on that costume, slides into that skin in their own way. And I think that's really awesome tbh, since it means we get a million different flavors of a character who's still essentially the same.

[burned-lariat]

I...I really don't know where to begin. Like...oh my God.

Okay, so everyone who has even so much as glanced at my blog knows my...contentious relationship with the character of Dex Heller. When he first showed up, he had a lot of potential, and he was a character I quite liked. Even when they condemned him to purgatory as a Joss prop, he still had some redeemable qualities like his compassion and spine.

2022!Dex and 2023!Dex are two different entities, and seeing what this character has become has made me angry.

I'm angry at how useless and worthless he is, how he can't do a single thing right except sex. I'm angry at the situations they put him into where they make him more than he is and overinflate his abilities because actually writing for him is too much of a chore. I'm angry that he is a contract character who, like many others, sucks up time and screen presence while doing absolutely nothing of value.

But I'm not just angry. I'm also depressed.

I'm depressed at the wasted potential, at all the storylines and ideas this character could've had but were thrown away. I'm not just talking about Destina, I'm talking about the mob, the connections, the retcon that actually could've worked out in his favor (even though we don't need any more of those). I'm depressed at how the show has put the actor into situations where no matter what happens, he is going to get derided for it (re: his height/weight). They put him in a place where he just cannot win, and I give him a lot of credit for just rolling with it (hopefully he doesn't prove me wrong).

Ultimately, when I think about Dex and everything he's said and done since his introduction in May 2022, I can't help but come to resent him and his existence and everything he represents. I went to bat for him however many times I did, doing my best to see the bright side and giving him chance after chance after chance, and all I've gotten from it is...nothing. No payoff, no three-dimensional existence, nothing.

He may not be my least favorite character, that honor still belongs to his girlfriend, but I hate him for what he has become under her and what we have to put up with every time he does anything. Just...fuck, man. Fuck me.

[signofthestriking]

Gonna start posting art set in my OC AU's first book. Probably good to start with chapter 1-

This one interaction snowballs into a committed friendship between two Saiyans who don't know shit about their alien blood. And hey you can read all about it here!:

[sandutita]

i have never read a single fanfic in my life

except in 2016-2017 when i was in my lazytown phase and read sportarobbie fanfics on deviantart at night

[carolinanadeau]

something I love about fiction is that you can have characters that are perfect for each other and soulmates and destined to be happily together for all time and have this be an objective fact

[spainkitty]

I'm about halfway through Western Approach (doing HLTA before WEWH), and I'm already in LOVE with my Tirenel Lavellan. my boyo 🥰 my sweet summer child. 🥰 He's so NICE and silly! 🥰 my first boy Dragon Age PC EVER. He's, of course, romancing Dorian. hilariously, he's a two-handed soon to be Reaver Hunter. I accidentally gave Dorian a canonical TypeTM.