#fanfic snipit

[alex-a-fans]

NEW FIC ALERT

Inspired by this post!

Arthur McFly was 16 then.<...> Arthur just felt bad for the boy (Emmett (9))and so he stuck around, they never had anything in common. He also stuck around because he felt like if he didn’t, Emmett would come up with an idea of how to overthrow the government."

[summerlimeismethebrony]

RIP to this exchange from a ficlet draft (Simon's daemon's name no longer works with the nickname setup)

(Shit, shit, shit! Are wie just doomed to give this woman a poor impression of mus?) 

Faraday giggled. Her daemon was purring. 

(Bloody Hell, they're insane.) 

"No, Ermengarde, I'm not angry. It's cute!" Faraday smiled brightly at her. "Can wie give you a [something], by the way? You don't have to say yes." 

Ermengarde and Simon exchanged a baffled look, having no idea how Faraday could be so casual. Did she cross-talk often? Was it some cultural nuance they'd missed? 

Simon tried to keep on topic. They'd figure it out later. 

"What is the meaning of, ah…" Simon repeated the word he hadn't recognized. "Spanish is not my first language." 

"Um…" Faraday crossed her arms as she thought. "It's like, a shorter name? That friends call you?" 

"Ah, I see." Simon nodded. "You can try. Athena has not yet succeeded in the… five or so years she's been looking for one for Ermengarde." 

"That sounds like a challenge, Mr. Blackquill," Faraday said with a playful grin. 

"Perhaps it is," Simon returned with a smirk.

[straw-hat-nakama-22]

Snipits from fics I'll never finish. Part 2!

“Cook. Would you join me?” Robin invited him to sit across from her in the galley.

Sanji was caught between tripping over himself to get to the bench, and wondering if this was some kind of trap. Which was ridiculous because this was Robin not Reiju and she wouldn’t hurt him but he felt like she should because he deserved it-

He sat cautiously and Robin’s pleasant expression, carefully arranged as it always was, became a little tighter at the edges.

“Is there anything I can get for you? I can warm up some hot chocolate in no time at all? Or if you’re craving something savory-”

“Sanji.” Sanji’s jaw snapped shut and his head ducked. He’d flinched involuntarily. “Would you look at me please?” She tilted her head to try and catch his eye. He peaked up at her and Robin frowned at the dark circle under his eye. “You’re not sleeping.”

Sanji's shoulders dropped slightly, like he was relieved.

“I’m getting as much as I need. Thank you for your concern, but it’s not something you need to worry about.”

“You mean that you’re not worth worrying about.”

Sanji looked stunned.

“What?”

“That is what you mean, isn’t it? That you’re not worthy of my concern or attention or care.”

“As far as I’ve noticed this is the first time I’ve been offered any of that since I got back.” He snapped. Then, immediately dropped his head into one hand. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“You did say it and I’m glad. You’re right. None of us, myself included, have been treating you as we did before. We don’t understand. I was, hurt, when you left.”

Sanji’s head shot up.

“Robin...”

“I wondered, rather self-centeredly, if I had done something to drive you away. You fought the world government to get me back once, and half a dozen times since to keep me.  And then you were gone. No real explanation, just the promise to come back after you’d taken care of whatever was more important than us. It sounds rather petty to say out loud, but I believe everyone on the crew, sans Luffy and Jimbe feel the same way. After some time and thought, Usopp has decided that the woman you ran off with was secretly a Marine spy who then tried to capture you. Zoro just thinks she was already married. Franky is of the opinion that her father was a warlord of the sea, or someone equally as powerful. I have a different theory.”

Sanji leaned back on the bench. If Robin had taken time to think this through, she was going to be right. There was no fighting it, no hiding it, no point in denying it. There was only waiting to be put out of your misery. She knew he’d been a coward and a weakling and always had been.

Robin stood from her side of the bench and sat next to him. Softly, eyes never moving from the aquarium across from them both.

“When you faced CP9, it was the second most terrifying time of my life. Even just the words, buster call... I didn’t want them anywhere near you. Everytime I considered leaving, letting you save me, I saw you all burning. The words, the words wouldn’t even come to my lips. Instead, I’d spew whatever lie I thought would force you to leave me alone. A lie you’d believe. So I wondered, what lie you might tell and why. After careful consideration of your character I came to my conclusion.” Robin looked at him and slipped her hand over his own clenched, trembling fist. She whispered, brows pinched, “You must have been so afraid. I’m so sorry, for not noticing sooner.”

Sanji bit his lip to fight back tears. He’d cried enough. He’d cried too much. He didn’t want to cry in front of Robin. He felt like he needed to say something, but he didn’t know what would come out if he opened his mouth right now. Instead he took Robin’s hand and several long, deep breaths. Once his lungs stopped burning he chanced to mutter.

“I can’t sleep. Not yet.”

Robin nodded in understanding.

“Alright. Can you eat?”

Sanji looked at her with shock, horror, confusion, and guilt all at the same time. It would be amusing in another situation. Not this one.

“I, I eat.”

“A full portion, with us, at the table.”

“They don’t, they don’t want me there, Robin.”

“Even if that’s true, I seem to remember you telling me that the Captain has final say on matters regarding the crew.” She said it with a little smile in her voice. Maybe that’s why Sanji agreed to give it a go.

“I’ll try.” Robin gave his hand a tight squeeze.

“Thank you.”

Sanji slid out from the bench and started on prep work for the next day. He needed to get pie dough in the fridge chilling if he was going to make Franky’s favorite cherry turnovers for a snack tomorrow afternoon. Plus he’d save time to prep dinner then if he pitted the cherries now. He set about pulling out bowls and ingredients.

He was just about to start the actual work when he realized that Robin had settled into the bench with a thick book in hand and three more on the table. A blanket was draped over her lap. 

“Robin?”

“Don’t mind me. It’s a lovely night for reading.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“I am.”

“Don’t you want to sleep?”

“Not yet.” She smiled at him softly and Sanji understood. Skipping two nights of sleep was easy for Robin. She would stay up with him for this one. Sanji had been found by a wonderful crew. He didn’t deserve them.

[luckytidbit]

You know what? Since we never get to find out who Hayden brings to Grace’s Party in UnConfirmed, this is who he brings, deal with it! RAAAAAAAAAA!

[mythicalmagical-monkeyman]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque & Marshal Ma & Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque & Marshal Ma (Journey to the West) Characters: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque, Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Marshal Ma (Journey to the West) Additional Tags: Fluff, Hair Braiding, Theater Kid Macaque, Ma being weird, Soft Macaque Series: Part 1 of Stuff in my reincarnation au Summary:

Macaque has fluffy hair Wukong braids it Ma is fascinated by it

[dreamnoteprincess]

Somehow slowly sneaking back into my Madoka Magica phase and wanting to turn ALL the female characters from my hyperfixations into magical girls.

[frong-goes-nom]

Oh the urge to write a completely new fan fiction over writing the 4th chapter of the one I'm currently writing

[outsidersheadcanons]

More eplispsy headcanons or just snipits from the maybe fanfic chat

The first time twobit walked in, impotently getting to to get out. At first he was going to joke around but he saw soda croutched down beside whispering to him softly. Soda only whispers and talks gently (he’s usually happy go lucky estatic) when he’s scared or something’s really wrong. He saw pony’s body shaking violently from the corner of his eye as well as Darry panicking, he left silently.

Pony himself is terrifed of having seizures, he genuinely thinks he’s dying. It since for him it’s a splitting headache, then the next thing he knows he’s shaking violently on the floor pain in his body, Bith extremly tired and thirsty with Darry and soda terrifed. He’s voiced this to Darry a couple of times.

Poor Pony 😭

[regrecordingrediculousness]

Hypothetically if I wrote a memoir from Reg's perceptive, would you guys be interested in reading it?

Canon compliant? Non-canon compliant? who knows.... I seem to have a habit of hurting my readers though.

I'd be focusing on 5-7th year, but with some other snipits, none of it in a very linear fashion as I enjoy chaos.

Ships: Jegulus, Wolfstar, Rosekiller, some Pandalily and some Jily

I’ve written some fanfics before, it’s just been a while haha

[theriverbeyond]

trick or treat!

you get.... a snipit from a multichapter WIP that actually has chapter 1 all written AND beta'd but like i'm a bit stuck in the mud atm and i have learned my lesson. no publishing multichapters until the entire thing is done!!! anyway. the context? your name is Bomb, and today is a beautiful day to die

What initially looked like the entrance is nothing but a long, dark hallway. Bomb clicks on a torch and walks forward; she expects traps, bones, rotting zombies jumping out to kill her—but there's nothing. Just the sound of her own boots on the floor and the steady drip of blood.

fanfic writers' trick for treat!

[rileyh20]

Ryes (I’m gonna call you that from now on bc it’s the rye for catcher of the rye which I love so much and it rolls of the tounge plus I feel like it like an online older brother to me so orm)

Kicks my feet and giggles….am so allowed to send my yapping if the yapping tons snipits of my homelessness fanfic to you I also need to brainstorm name ideas of it soo teehee…

(You can call me whatever ya like dw)

I love when people yap to me about AUs, makes me happy inside :3

Name ideas, name ideas..

I always sucked at name ideas

Sometimes I’d have a few comedy ones tho

[tides-call-they-want-their-fish]

This is a fun little snipit of a foil swap fanfic that's gonna take me months to finish Because I don't have an outline. I'm just rolling with it. :D

~

It's just one of those days, the sun is high, the ship's sails are full of wind. Everything seems okay. Until a crash of crates, followed with a loud yelp. A couple of shouts, more stuff falls over and crashes around the poop deck.

“Fuck- Dude you-! Rah. You're a fucking pain, you're not supposed to do that- NIKLAUS! Fucking- Stop.doing.that.”

Reuben's loud raspy voice carries around the ship- Now called the The Auklet. Previously called the Millenium Price. Niklaus frowns, He opens his mouth to say something, but Reuben cuts him off.

“Dude, Niklaus. We do not throw valuables overboard. Okay? We need that. It's- Ya'know what? Nevermind.” Reuben lets out an exasperated sigh, with his body language and tone it's easy to see he’s annoyed and little more than pissed off.

“But Reuben, we must fulfill our duty to pay taxes. You understand that sailing on the ocean incurs costs. If we neglect this responsibility, we risk the wrath of the sea. I cannot expose my allies to such a fate.”

Reuben stands there, looking dumbfounded. Kira laughs from up on the helm of the ship. A few moments pass in silence before anything happens. Finally Kira responds, with a loud quip.

“Damn, Nik got you there Reubee!”  Reuben turns in the direction of Kira, Flipping her the finger. She laughs again as Niklaus makes his way over to the rail of the ship, dumping more coins into the sea below.

"I'm gonna go fucking die, I guess."

~

 And that all I have. Sadly it's only 246 word, It's hopefully gonna be between 3-5k. Also Excuse my absence on this account, I'm currently being Reuben Price on Tumblr so hhh. But also it's amazing and fun so you should go check it out @payedtheprice :)

[your-stepfather]

Little snipit form a Rwby crossover au for a fanfic I’m attempting to write

Pyrrha ,panicking over wether she should accept the maiden powers and wether she would still be the same or if she will be replaced by amber, and just told Jaune everything : i know it’s hard to believe

KC Jaune, who litteraly traveled to another universe, fought demons and refused immortality before returning to remnant: it’s less hard to believe then you’d think Pyrrha, but i wouldn’t take it, I mean sure you’re become strong and stuff, but if there is even a chance of loosing yourself I’d avoid it

Pyrrha:what do you mean it’s not hard to believe

Jaune: believe it or not, I was faced with a similar conundrum once. *flash backs to the fifth crusade with him rejecting the option to become an angel*

[straw-hat-nakama-22]

Snipits from fics I'll never finish part 3

“Sanji?”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re lying. You said you wouldn’t do that anymore.” Luffy said. Sanji felt his stomach drop and guilt roll through him.

What, suddenly you can’t be a liar anymore? You’ve never been anything else. You’ve been lying to the crew since you met them and now you have the gall to feel bad about it?

“I’m fine.”

“Tell the truth.”

“You don’t want the truth.” He said, slamming down the frying pan and throwing aside his dishcloth. It was the most disrespect he’d ever shown kitchen tools but he was so full of feelings that he couldn’t actually identify any of them. “You want a lie that’s easier to believe.”

He said it with vitriol but none of it was directed at Luffy. Had he ever been fully honest with them? Aside from the one time it’d been beaten out of him?

Zoro growled,

“You’ve got no right talking to the Captain like that. Especially not after everything you’ve pulled.”

I know.

“Swordsman...” Robin cautioned.

“You weren’t even there. You have no idea what happened.” Sanji grit. And maybe that hurt a little. Even though part of him wished no one from the crew had come for him, the fact that some of them hadn’t... How selfish and hypocritical was that? The ones that didn’t come, that had judged something else was more important than his freedom and his life, were the ones that were right. And the one’s he’d fooled into thinking his life was worth something, he’d rewarded with violence and condescension.

“How could I?! You haven’t told us anything! Are we Nakama or not!?”

“Please stop it.” Chopper warbled. Nami stayed silent, holding her arm and looking away.

“Zoro.” Robin repeated.

“You don’t want to kn-”

“We deserve to know!”

“Fine! How much truth are you entitled to exactly!? The truth is my rotten old family was going to wipe you and the Baratie off the face of the map if I didn’t go along with a marriage to a stranger who, by the way, was planning to kill me! Or the truth that saving me from being an unfeeling monster like my brothers killed my mother. That I was trained to kill from birth?! That I shamed and disappointed my father so much by being a weak, useless human that he faked my death and locked me away when I was seven?! What about how the second they got me back out was into a lab to poke around and see if they could fix me! How about this truth?! From here on out I’m nothing but a liability to this crew! Anywhere we go, the stain of my infamous family name is going to follow! Or what about this? Luffy never should have saved me. I should have just died there. I should have died in the cradle before I could do any damage to anyone. There’s your truth, second mate.” Sanji turned to look at them, eyes glassy, face red, chest heaving. Chopper was sobbing behind his hooves. Robin and Nami were muffling there sobs as well. Luffy was crying and furious at the same time and Sanji hated it. Hated all of it. Hated the way brook was sat in the corner of the room leaning on his cane and looking away. Hated how Franky and Jimbe looked ready to kill somebody. Hated that Usopp looked so lost and small. He glared at Zoro, whose eyes were wide with shock and disbelief. “Well? Is this what they deserved? Do feel satisfied, now.” Zoro’s expression didn’t change. He was still looking at Sanji like he’d been impaled.

Sanji felt his shoulder’s drop. What did it matter if they knew anyway? I was going to change anything. They didn’t want him around before, they wouldn’t want him around now. It might even be for the best. Now they’d convince Luffy to let him go. He turned and left the galley. 

His legs, arms, and torso still ached, but he needed a cold plunge. He leapt over the edge of the Sunny, away from the warm, phantom arms trying to pull him back, and dove into the water. This time, no matter how long he swam, the pain in his body never surpassed the pain in his heart.

[majorproblems77]

7,11,18,23 for fanfic writer asks

Hi Aj!

7. Snipit from a wip

Here's one from one I call guardian weapons, which is something I'm working on for someone (If you see this you know who you are :D)

Springing from the tree the champion sends his boots directly to the Captain's chest. Warriors hits the ground with a guttural sound as his sword is knocked out of his hand. Wild on the other hand has his blade raised above his head. “Wild!” Time steped forward. Hand to the sword at his waist. “Wild that’s…” A hand was held out in front of him. “Don’t, I’ve got this.” Twilight took a cautious step forward.  The rancher raised his hands above his head. “Wild. It’s me… It's Twilight.” Wild’s eyes snapped to him. Before returning to Warriors Face. “I said Yield!” Wild’s face was lit up in anger as he leaned over the captain. Teeth gritted he stared directly into the captain's eyes.

I'm having fun with this one :)

11. Do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?

It depends, but I normally jump around like a rabbit, My WIP pages are often scenes from all over the place in my story that I eventually link together. Somedays you just need a break from the heavy scenes to write your blorbo's beating each other up.

Sometimes if the mood strikes me I'll write out a set of scenes that lead on, or sometimes a whole chapter in one sitting cause why not.

18.Do you enjoy research? Which Fic of yours required the most research?

Oh good question, It's a toss-up between Channelling starlight and Thunderous Consequences, Thunderous consequences was one because I had to do a bunch of LU research to figure out how to write the boys there. I wanted to get it right.

Channelling Starlight because I did a bunch of research about amputees, and what it's like and the phantom pains/feelings. As channelling Starlight is based around Wild post TOTK. I wanted to write about his experience with the arm but I always get worried when writing stuff I don't have personal experience in, so I do a bunch of research into it.

23. Is writing the beginning, middle or end of the story easiest? Hardest?

Oh... Middle is the easiest for sure, Middle is where all the action or feelings happen. All the bits I'm confident in happen in the middle.

The beginning of a story is definitely the hardest. But only just. A good starting point lets you hit the ground running for most of your story. You've gotta hook people in with the first few chapters or people don't get to that middle stuff.

Thanks for the ask! :D

[mythicalmagical-monkeyman]

🌹🌹🌹 :3

(me thinks i need to update the quality on how i answer these questions hehehe) Here are three snipits from fics I am writing:

#1: (Fic stars @i-am-a-fan 's oc Bo Fu btw)

Arrow after arrow connected with sparkling glass vases lined up like army men on the fence around the horse stables and sent the sound of glass shattering up into the gold tinted sky. Bo Fu sighed with content as his last arrow hit its mark and the glass vase was reduced to shards. His temporary moment of peace however was shattered by the familiar nicker of Bo Fu's second least favorite horse, Kion the Akhal-Teke. "Oh shut up," Bo Fu retorted back before even lowering his bow to give Kion a "don't-even-give-me-that-shit" look. Kion nickered again, a bored look on the horse's face.

#2: (fic about Nezha and Macaque being friends)

Nezha curiously eyed Macaque's ankle as Macaque set the bag of ice on top on it, "So what did you do to it?" Nezha finally asked. "Well, surprising no one I was stupid," Macaque answered leaning back as he got comfy on the couch. Nezha shot Macaque a look which he received loud and clear. "I slipped on some ice and fell on my ankle funny and then I went ahead and sprinted on said ankle," Nezha choked on a laugh, "Wow you really are stupid," Macaque gasped, offended, "No need to rub it in, geeze"

#3: (honestly just want to write something about Reincarnated MK and Stormhunter (his western dragon) however maybe multiverse shenanigans happen)

Wind ripped at MK as he and Stormhunter tore through the sky around Flower Fruit Mountain. It was more of a test flight to test out the aerodynamics of MK new armor. The armor was fashioned after old style Lightning demon armor, a nod to Stormhunter's class, but with a few MK touches thrown in to complete the look. The armor was a body suit made of more leather than metal and went with a mask and helmet that had large teeth and eyes painted on to it making it reminiscent of a Chinese opera mask. So far the armor was holding against the speed and wind, but how would it hold up against a full speed plummet from up in the air? MK pat Stormhunter's neck getting the demon's attention, "You ready bud?" Stormhunter grumbled, ready to save his owner's sorry behind yeah. "Stormhunter! It'll be fine!" MK insisted sensing his dragon's discomfort.

and that's all I've got, tysm for asking :D