#for context: this was sent after i made a post asking if my tone of speaking soemtimes sounds rude because I struggle with tone

[deityofhearts]

happy 4th birthday to the most batshit ask I’ve ever received on this webbed site!!

[hollowed-theory-hall]

The Riddle of Tom Riddle: Part 4/7

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, part 5, part 6, Part 7)

Home Sweet Hogwarts

Continuing with Tom's life at Hogwarts. He learns magic, makes Horcruxes, and is still as lonely as in the orphanage but probably isn't yet as evil as Dumbledore likes to make him out to be.

This is the post where I finally explain why Tom would ask Slughorn how to make a Horcrux after he already made 2 of them.

This turned out a little longer than I was expecting, but... 🤷‍♀️

Slytherin's Legacy and the Chamber of Secrets

We know Tom opened the Chamber of Secrets and we know Myrtle Warren died. But I want to ask why he opened the chamber? I mean, if he really wanted to kill muggleborns, I'd expect someone competent and intelligent like him to kill more than one.

“To ask you how you died,” said Harry. Myrtle’s whole aspect changed at once. She looked as though she had never been asked such a flattering question. “Ooooh, it was dreadful,” she said with relish. “It happened right in here. I died in this very stall. I remember it so well. I’d hidden because Olive Hornby was teasing me about my glasses. The door was locked, and I was crying, and then I heard somebody come in. They said something funny. A different language, I think it must have been. Anyway, what really got me was that it was a boy speaking. So I unlocked the door, to tell him to go and use his own toilet, and then —” Myrtle swelled importantly, her face shining. “I died.” “How?” said Harry. “No idea,” said Myrtle in hushed tones. “I just remember seeing a pair of great, big, yellow eyes. My whole body sort of seized up, and then I was floating away. . . .”

(Chamber of Secrets, pages 276-277)

Myrtle graciously describes her death for us. And all in all, this doesn't sound planned. Far from it. She was crying in a locked stall and went out becouse she heard a boy and wanted to tell him to leave. She saw the eyes of the basilisk the moment she left the stall.

I'd hardly call this well planned or intended. And the fact Tom doesn't kill anyone else supports this even more.

“Sit down,” said Dippet. “I’ve just been reading the letter you sent me.” “Oh,” said Riddle. He sat down, gripping his hands together very tightly. “My dear boy,” said Dippet kindly, “I cannot possibly let you stay at school over the summer. Surely you want to go home for the holidays?” “No,” said Riddle at once. “I’d much rather stay at Hogwarts than go back to that — to that —” “You live in a Muggle orphanage during the holidays, I believe?” said Dippet curiously. “Yes, sir,” said Riddle, reddening slightly. “You are Muggle-born?” “Half-blood, sir,” said Riddle. “Muggle father, witch mother.” “And are both your parents — ?” “My mother died just after I was born, sir. They told me at the orphanage she lived just long enough to name me — Tom after my father, Marvolo after my grandfather.” Dippet clucked his tongue sympathetically. “The thing is, Tom,” he sighed, “special arrangements might have been made for you, but in the current circumstances. . . .” “You mean all these attacks, sir?” said Riddle, and Harry’s heart leapt, and he moved closer, scared of missing anything. “Precisely,” said the headmaster. “My dear boy, you must see how foolish it would be of me to allow you to remain at the castle when term ends. Particularly in light of the recent tragedy . . . the death of that poor little girl. . . . You will be safer by far at your orphanage. As a matter of fact, the Ministry of Magic is even now talking about closing the school. We are no nearer locating the — er — source of all this unpleasantness. . . .”

(Chamber of Secrets, page 227)

This isn't exactly regarding Slytherin's legacy, but I found it important nonetheless for Tom's character. Tom really hates the orphanage. And for good reason, not just what I mentioned in the previous post, but WW2 started by this point.

For context, Tom opened the chamber in his fifth year, which was in 1942. 1942 was at the height of World War II. In the past two summers (1940 and 1941) Tom was in London during the Blitz. He was there in the rubble and the bomb shelters and he is quite rightfully pissed that Dippet calls that being "safe".

It's not exactly related but Dippet even asked if he was muggleborn, to tell if the monster of the chamber would go after him. Which I find curious. It is relevant for something I mention later in this post, but it generally means most of everyone assumed him to be muggleborn during his school years and treated him as such.

The point is, Tom is unsafe in the orphanage, we're now it not only ridicule and loneliness that awaited him, but starvation, death, and air raids. This helplessness against death he faced in the two years leading up to his first Horcrux was probably the final push for him to try and search for a way to be immortal.

Becouse all his magic does no good against the bombs.

“It was my word against Hagrid’s, Harry. Well, you can imagine how it looked to old Armando Dippet. On the one hand, Tom Riddle, poor but brilliant, parentless but so brave, school prefect, model student . . . on the other hand, big, blundering Hagrid, in trouble every other week, trying to raise werewolf cubs under his bed, sneaking off to the Forbidden Forest to wrestle trolls . . . but I admit, even I was surprised how well the plan worked. I thought someone must realize that Hagrid couldn’t possibly be the Heir of Slytherin. It had taken me five whole years to find out everything I could about the Chamber of Secrets and discover the secret entrance . . . as though Hagrid had the brains, or the power! “Only the Transfiguration teacher, Dumbledore, seemed to think Hagrid was innocent. He persuaded Dippet to keep Hagrid and train him as gamekeeper. Yes, I think Dumbledore might have guessed. . . . Dumbledore never seemed to like me as much as the other teachers did. . . .”

(Chamber of Secrets, page 288)

Here I mostly want to note 2 main things.

The first, Tom mentions how the teachers saw him. Remember the act of politeness I mentioned in my previous post, this is it. Tom became so comfortable in his mask thanks to Dumbledore's lack of empathy. Brilliant, perfect, and polite.

The second is that he mentioned he searched for the Chamber for five years. As this is his fifth year, it means he searched for it during all his Hogwarts years. It means that eleven-year-old, young Tom Riddle discovered his parseltongue is related to Salazar Slytherin and he became obsessed with finding more of its legacy.

And, it's easy to see why. He knew nothing about his family besides his own name, he, like any orphan, was curious. And when he realizes how important his family, and by extension he, is he becomes obsessed with learning more.

He searched for the Chamber of Secrets not just to gain power or to kill muggleborns, he just wanted to know about his family. To feel part of a legacy. He also wanted power, he likes being powerful and being able to defend himself from those who scorn him. But even when he had the power — he didn't use it to kill anyone. Only by accident. And once the accident happened, he made use of it.

We'll keep seeing this crop up in Tom's life. He wants to be special and important. He wants to be treated like he's better, becouse that's what he always told himself. Him being special validates all the hate he got growing up and his beliefs that jealousy motivated it.

The other thing we're seeing crop up here and later is Tom's sentimentality. Dumbledore may say Tom lacks the capacity for love, but I think Dumbledore is bullshit. Tom is an incredibly sentimental person (he even calls himself out on it in GOF). There's a reason he chose the Founders Artifacts as his Horcruxrs, there's a reason he hid them all in Britain even when they could have been safer abroad — he's incredibly sentimental.

He loves Hogwarts. He loved that first place that ever felt like a home to him so much that he placed pieces of his soul in artifacts related to it, even if simpler items like a coin would've been safer and easier to hide.

Now, to further proof, it's never been about muggleborns for Tom:

“Haven’t I already told you,” said Riddle quietly, “that killing Mudbloods doesn’t matter to me anymore? For many months now, my new target has been — you.” Harry stared at him

(Chamber of Secrets, page 289)

The final note from this section is about the diary Horcrux less than about Tom. But this is important because we see Tom follow that same behavior pattern later in during the second Wizarding War.

Harry tells Tom he failed to kill any muggleborns and Tom agrees with him. During the second book, the diary didn't care about muggleborns, the same as the real Voldemort, he only cared about killing Harry.

Throughout the series Voldemort is obsessed with killing Harry Potter. Less becouse of who he is and more what he represents.

Becouse young Tom searched for validation and found it in academics at Hogwarts. The teachers loved brilliant prefect Tom Riddle, so he put all his effort into that. Into being the perfect model student.

This perfectionism is seen in his obsession with Harry, too. Diary Tom is interested in Harry because he failed to kill him. Harry is his one failure on his perfect record — and that is why he must die. To rectify his failing.

I'll expand on this more in the future, but the fact this obsession with correcting his failiur named Harry Potter is true for both Voldemort and Diary Tom just strengthens this point.

Horcruxes and Immortality

Moving ahead in Tom's life, I want to talk about Horcruxes again. Honestly, I'll probably keep coming back to this becouse it's a big part of Tom's character. Specifically, I want to talk about Slughorn's conversation with Tom about them.

Half a dozen boys were sitting around Slughorn, all on harder or lower seats than his, and all in their mid-teens. Harry recognized Voldemort at once. His was the most handsome face and he looked the most relaxed of all the boys. His right hand lay negligently upon the arm of his chair; with a jolt, Harry saw that he was wearing Marvolo’s goldand-black ring; he had already killed his father. “Sir, is it true that Professor Merrythought is retiring?” he asked. “Tom, Tom, if I knew I couldn’t tell you,” said Slughorn, wagging a reproving, sugar-covered finger at Riddle, though ruining the effect slightly by winking. “I must say, I’d like to know where you get your information, boy, more knowledgeable than half the staff, you are.” Riddle smiled; the other boys laughed and cast him admiring looks.

(Half-Blood Prince, page 369)

You know what's weird about this conversation? That a lot of fans speak of it as if that's when Tom learned how to make Horcruxes when in fact, Harry notices the Gaunt family ring and comes to the currect conclusion — Tom already killed his father.

It means this talk with Slughorn happened after Tom already made 2 Horcruxes. It means he knows how to make one and knows it's possible to make more than one. So why ask?

Why potentially implement himself in dangerous illegal magic? Why hint he might be a murderer? Why risk it all for something he already knows?

Well, let's look at that conversation:

“Sir, I wondered what you know about . . . about Horcruxes?” Slughorn stared at him, his thick fingers absentmindedly caressing the stem of his wine glass. “Project for Defense Against the Dark Arts, is it?” But Harry could tell that Slughorn knew perfectly well that this was not schoolwork. “Not exactly, sir,” said Riddle. “I came across the term while reading and I didn’t fully understand it.” “No . . . well . . . you’d be hard-pushed to find a book at Hogwarts that’ll give you details on Horcruxes, Tom, that’s very Dark stuff, very Dark indeed,” said Slughorn. “But you obviously know all about them, sir? I mean, a wizard like you — sorry, I mean, if you can’t tell me, obviously — I just knew if anyone could tell me, you could — so I just thought I’d ask —” It was very well done, thought Harry, the hesitancy, the casual tone, the careful flattery, none of it overdone. He, Harry, had had too much experience of trying to wheedle information out of reluctant people not to recognize a master at work. He could tell that Riddle wanted the information very, very much; perhaps had been working toward this moment for weeks. “Well,” said Slughorn, not looking at Riddle, but fiddling with the ribbon on top of his box of crystalized pineapple, “well, it can’t hurt to give you an overview, of course. Just so that you understand the term. A Horcrux is the word used for an object in which a person has concealed part of their soul.” “I don’t quite understand how that works, though, sir,” said Riddle. His voice was carefully controlled, but Harry could sense his excitement.

...

“. . . few would want it, Tom, very few. Death would be preferable.” But Riddle’s hunger was now apparent; his expression was greedy, he could no longer hide his longing. “How do you split your soul?” “Well,” said Slughorn uncomfortably, “you must understand that the soul is supposed to remain intact and whole. Splitting it is an act of violation, it is against nature.” “But how do you do it?” “By an act of evil — the supreme act of evil. By committing murder. Killing rips the soul apart. The wizard intent upon creating a Horcrux would use the damage to his advantage: He would encase the torn portion —” “Encase? But how — ?” “There is a spell, do not ask me, I don’t know!” said Slughorn, shaking his head like an old elephant bothered by mosquitoes. “Do I look as though I have tried it — do I look like a killer?” “No, sir, of course not,” said Riddle quickly. “I’m sorry . . . I didn’t mean to offend . . .”

...

“Yes, sir,” said Riddle. “What I don’t understand, though — just out of curiosity — I mean, would one Horcrux be much use? Can you only split your soul once? Wouldn’t it be better, make you stronger, to have your soul in more pieces, I mean, for instance, isn’t seven the most powerfully magical number, wouldn’t seven — ?” “Merlin’s beard, Tom!” yelped Slughorn. “Seven! Isn’t it bad enough to think of killing one person? And in any case . . . bad enough to divide the soul . . . but to rip it into seven pieces . . .” Slughorn looked deeply troubled now: He was gazing at Riddle as though he had never seen him plainly before, and Harry could tell that he was regretting entering into the conversation at all. “Of course,” he muttered, “this is all hypothetical, what we’re discussing, isn’t it? All academic . . .” “Yes, sir, of course,” said Riddle quickly.

(Half-Blood Prince, pages 496-499)

So, let's recap this conversation:

Tom asks about Horcruxes and gets excited when Slughorn seems to know about them, the moment Slughorn starts speaking of how vile and evil Horcruxes are though, Tom changes his demeanor, more apologetic, hesitant, and polite. The mask is back. Tom continued and prodded a bit further, but not with the same hunger and excitement as before.

So, what does that tell us? Why is Tom having this conversation? What does he stand to gain? Not new information obviously...

In my former post, I mentioned Tom is looking for connections as he never really had any.

He's excited at the possibility of talking about magic he is interested in with someone, specifically — a teacher. Tom, who was scorned all his life in the Orphanage gets to Hogwarts and the teachers love him because he's polite and brilliant. And he loves all that positive attention. He boasts about it to Harry in the Chamber in an earlier quote I mentioned.

This is him seeking that attention and validation again, from Slughin, a person who praised his magical academic accomplishments often before. Tom is trying to open up and connect with Slughorn over another magical accomplishment.

But Slughorn shuts him down, and so he retreats from the conversation. Making it seem like he doesn't know how Horcruxes are made so as to not raise suspicions after he saw Slughorn didn't really know much about Horcruxes.

This scene isn't a future Dark Lord trying to learn how to become immortal — this is a sixteen-year-old boy, who was only ever recognized for academic magical accomplishment trying to gain praise for figuring out the impossible — how to become immortal. That's what he built up to, he mentioned the number so he could tell Slughorn how he figured out you could make more, how he went farther in magic than anyone else.

On the same note...

Tom doesn't really mention friends often, and I want to talk about that a bit about why he is so desperate for connection.

Think about it, he came poor, an orphan, and seemingly a muggleborn into Slytherin, the house of blood purism, during the height of Grindelwald's blood purity war against muggles. I can imagine the first few years until he proved he was the heir of Slytherin and incredibly magically powerful were not pleasant to him, and that's an understatement.

So afterward, when he does interact positively with his housemates, yes, he calls them friends, but it isn't friendship.

It was a name I was already using at Hogwarts, to my most intimate friends only, of course

(Chamber of Secrets, page 290)

“Listen to me, reliving family history . . .” he said quietly, “why, I am growing quite sentimental. . . . But look, Harry! My true family returns. . . .”

(Goblet of Fire, page 646)

“My friends,” he said, after a moment’s pause, “will carry on without me, I am sure.” “I am glad to hear that you consider them friends,” said Dumbledore. “I was under the impression that they are more in the order of servants.”

(Half-Blood Prince, page 444)

He refers to his followers as friends and family repeatedly, even after graduating from Hogwarts. Now, I don't think Tom actually considers them real friends or family, but he never really had either, not in any deep sense.

I'll delve more in a later post about how he does feel affection and does have some bounds he cares more for (like Bellatrix, whom he does care for), but none of them is an example of a healthy meaningful relationship. So no wonder a sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle is so desperate for connection that he almost implicates himself in murder — because he never had any real meaningful connection.

[thatcheeseycandle]

Question about your AU.. Idk if you’ve been asked this or not but.

What’s Scotsman & Gordon’s relationship like?👀

This is the first time I've received an ask about my au as far as I can remember, but I'm quite glad you've asked this!

Their relationship, in basic and general terms, is basically more neutral in this AU. What do I mean? Let me just infodump:

They easily were close as brothers considering that Gordon was the one to fend out for Scotsman back before British Railways and before he had gotten sent to Sodor, the two looked out for eachother and just yknow they chilled together

(Might've done this out of between funsies and pose practice, but yeah just wanted to fun-size up this post with visual stuff)

Yeah Scotsman sometimes got on Gordon's nerves with his banter, but it's not on the levels Spencer had got on his nerves, and Scotsman did make up for it whenever he did.

Heck I mean they even have matching bracelets

(Their bracelets and what they're made of will be something worth noting down if I do start writing stuff and making more vids for this)

They've had these bracelets ever since they discovered their humanoid forms, but no one and I mean no one (including Scotsman and Gordon themselves) knows why they even have matching bracelets. Yeah they're close, but there are engines who are close like them, besides they're not even the same class (in the AU)

(For some context, Gordon is an A0, aka a prototype. It's a class in the AU that's basically like just a category for A1 prototypes, and they were all numbered by 011-0120. And Gordon is 0113, then was rebuilt into an A3 seeing as he's still technically counted as an A1, but I'll explain more into that on a separate post)

But of course, that was all before The Great Race. After all that, holy gosh it was all down hill. Basically Gordon hid his bracelet, didn't talk to him entirely (in his words: "to not cause more bad changes to happen"), and was just very over stimulated with this new found anxiety and big change.

(And for more context on what I meant by Gordon hiding his bracelet, basically the bracelet is permanently staying on Gordon because it's like a key thing in all his forms.)

(I mean yeah he can take it off while in his humanoid form and then just leave it off, but then when he shifts into his engine then back as a humanoid, it'll reappear on his wrist.)

(Which is also why he has long hair. When he rediscovered his humanoid form he tried to cut it off multiple times, even asking his crew to help out, but of course whenever he shifted into his engine then back into that form his hair would always be long)

He just was done with Scotsman after this, considering he wasn't a fan of major changes like his boiler exploding when he had expected it to go all well.

I haven't worked out this bit yet, but at one point they did make up and yknow it was sort've bittersweet from how I can imagine it. Like as in it's angst then angst then fluff then angst then slow burn then angst then happy ending fluff

Basically a WIP, but they still made up, and in the present/main timeline they're just chill. They send letters to eachother, Scotsman visits Gordon sometimes, reminiscing sometimes at life both past and current, and basically just all chill.

But like I said in the beginning, their relationship isn't too heavy on angst and the only era of their relationship that had been angsty would've been after TGR, but then of course they still have angst.

And I think you'll spot one of those said angst in the 4/4 piece I did this year

But all in all, their relationship is more toned down in this AU and is more neutral.

[armeenix]

Unwanted Desires

CEO!Erwin smith x New secretary!Fem!Y/n

So I've had this series idea called unwanted Desires about CEO Erwin who owns a research business and y/n who was recently hired as his new secretary and the *unwanted Desires* that start to arise, but since I dont think I really have the motivation to write a whole long story like that I at least wanted to try and make a little short story from it! Maybe In the future I'll be able to start the full story. This short story will probably be a few posts long, maybe.

So yeah enjoy!

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The last couple of months have been hectic to say the least. You've gone from a happy woman with an amazing boyfriend and job, to a woman who is hungry for revenge on both her boss and her ex boyfriend....And who is also crashing at an ex co-workers house. A little context is definitely needed.

About 4 months ago you had a simple and amazing life. You had an amazing paying job at Market research corporation, an amazing boyfriend, and a lavish apartment that you lived in with said boyfriend! You're boyfriend's name was Zeke Yeager, who also happened to be the owner of Marley corps! Now I know it seems like a bad idea to date your boss (it was) but he was just so....erm charming?

I mean sure he didn't pay you nearly as much as other companies would/should but hey he payed you in other ways. (those ways weren't too good either if you catch my drift) And sure he could be extremely controlling and toxic at times, but it was only because he cared about you so much! (You can see how delusional you were now) He was just so perfect in your mind and nothing could ever make you think otherwise....

Well I mean nothing could have ever made you think otherwise before.

"Before what?" You may be asking. Well thats a sore subject. Not for me though, just for you lol! Everything was going great until one evening when you and Zeke arrived home from work. You had gotten out of the car and began walking towards the lobby when you realized that he wasn't following behind you.

You curiously walked back to the car amd knocked on his window. "What y/n" he said in an agitated tone. "I uhm, I just wanted to see why you weren't coming inside with me?"

"Not that it's any of your business but, I'm going out."

At this point you could tell that he was losing his patience, and trust me when I say that when Zeke Yeager loses his patience it gets real messy real quick, so Instead of asking anymore questions you took a deep breath before nodding. You look back at him and gave him the best smile you could muster before speaking. "Okay..be careful baby. I'll see you when you get back."

You leaned into the window in hopes of getting a quick kiss goodbye but instead he turned his head away, before pressing play on the cars panel. His music began to loudly play as he quickly pulled out of his parking spot, leaving you standing there in shock.

"What the fuck...?"

* * *

The rest of your night was spent with you watching Netflix while eating some Chinese takeout. You tried your best to get your mind off of how Zeke had acted just a few hours ago but your thoughts just kept coming back to it.

Had you done something wrong? Or maybe it was that something had happened during one of his meetings today? Or maybe you had messed up one of the documents that he had asked you to finish that day? Not knowing was killing you! But the worst part was that zeke wasn't answering his phone. You knew for a fact that he was on his phone because everytime you sent a message he left you on fucking read!

After hours and hours of no response you gave up. If he didn't want to talk to you then he wouldn't have to. At least not until you got a proper apology. You knew that wasn't gonna happen any time soon but a woman can hope can't she? (No. No she could not.)

*Ding*

Your heart fluttered with hope as you picked up your phone only to see-

"I'm not coming home tonight."

.......

Draft: "Fuck you."

You didn't send it. Who would have thought?

End of part 1 😋

I hope you guys enjoyed this lol

[tkwrites]

Sorry for the length of this but I wanted to go through and find particular parts of your series that I really liked and show how I really appreciate the little things you add. Turns out that list was way too long after just one part so switched it to some quotes that I found funny/made me laugh xxx

“So you're what, 20?” “I hope I look older than that!”

“Were you worried I was going to ask for pictures of your feet or something?” 

She snorted. Every time she saw Quinn, he was in a variation of three outfits: jeans and a jacket, athletic wear, or a game day suit.  Okay but had to bring up how accurate this is, have you seen this man in the past like fortnight? He has worn the same suit to every game, I mean iconic for sure but dude come on aha

The interaction with Quinn and Emma when she asks if he's slept with Sarah yet is also so cute and funny to me aha

They ended with a very off key “Yooooou!” and the camera turned back to the front, showing Elias with a teasing, mischievous glint in his eyes, “Happy birthday, Sarah!” he said. “Thanks for making Huggy bearable!” 

“You keep in touch with everyone who was there that night?” he joked, hoping she would see how ridiculous her worry was. 

“Gee, thanks, Hughes,” she said, flatly. “I had no idea ice is slippery.”

“Can you hold me?” he asked. It came out quieter than he thought it would. Okay this one isn't funny but this was from the first one I ever read and remember this being the point when I was like 'aww this is cute af' 🥹 just how he was clearly so in love with this person and not afraid to be seen in whatever state

“If you want me to go back to sleep, straddling my thigh isn’t the way to do it,” he teased. 

She pointed to the bed, “you want to tell me they're not going to know we weren't just having sex?” Just the pure 'bitch please' tone I read this in aha

Have the best day and thankyou endlessly for this series 😘

Can we know what kind of scenarios you have as wips? All good if you'd rather not xx

I do have a question actually, what do you envision Sarah does with the puck Quinn gave here from her first game? Is it on display or tucked away somewhere?

Well goodnight from me and best vibes sent your way always x

Oh my goodness, Alora. 🥹😢😭 Thank you so much. This was such an incredible message to receive during such a hard week.

I don't even know what to say. I feel so very blessed. Every time I get a message like this - scratch that, this is the first message with so much detail I've received - it just kills my imposter syndrome a little bit more. Thank you for that. I really can't even express how much it means to me.

I'm happy to share my wip list. I've put it below the cut in case someone doesn't want to be spoiled. A caveat, though: some of these pieces are farther along than others. Some are 99% finished, but I'm waiting for a little more context before posting them. Some have barely been started, while others have a good amount of work done on them. I write fics on the side of my regular, full-time job and living my life, so sometimes progress is slow going.

I honestly kind of forgot about Quinn giving Sarah that puck.

She definitely has the puck Quinn gave her out on display. It's on her desk, used mostly to hold her place in/as a weight to hold open her text books when she's studying.

Thank you for asking!

Endless love sent your way! 😘

WIP list:

(These are in no particular order)

Quinn meets Sarah's uncle

Sarah gets bombarded by fan girls on social media and bonds with the other WAGs

The Canucks are eliminated from the playoffs - comfort ensues

Quinn and Sarah discuss no longer using condoms and put that into practice

Golf. Of course. We meet sassy Sarah for the first time.

Sarah meets Jack and Luke during the playoffs

Sarah’s finals

Sarah and Quinn discuss the summer situation

Sarah does a photo shoot for Quinns birthday (I can't decide if this one is super dumb or not. If you'd like to beta read it, let me know)

All of the summer shenanigans including but not limited to :

Car sex

A black bikini

The lake house

Quinn meets Sarah's siblings

And an unnamed Nico Hischier x art student Lena 3 part friends-to-lovers series.

[sunflowersteves]

I did a lot of reflecting with myself and my very wonderful and lovely mutuals on an anon I received about confusion on my fic.

And I just wanna say, first, that my response was a very nice one, and also me defending some of the choices that I made (again, v nicely). But I realized after thinking about it that the reason I responded in the first place was that I felt as though it was my fault. The entire tone of the ask felt extremely accusatory, and not once asked kindly for any help.

No author should be torn down and ridiculed from your own confusion. Even if we look past the blatantly rude and entitled tone, the anon didn’t say hi, didn’t ask for any clarification, didn’t point to any specific passages or quotes, and didn’t ask if they could send me a dm. They didn’t give me anything to work with.

They just ridiculed me. They asked if I was serious—if I could “get things straight.” They told me every single issue they had rather than actually engaging with me on any confusion.

I have no problems if someone is confused about dialogue or plot or character decisions and asks, kindly, for clarification. Please, understand that. I encourage you, very much so, that if you are confused, please let me know. I will gladly help, and I have in the past.

And! I have no problems if you don’t like the choices I make regarding the plot points of my fic. that’s okay! You don’t have to. You’re not obligated to enjoy every single fic you read.

But when you tear my fic, limb from limb, and make me feel extremely discouraged, to the point where I thought any and all problems were my fault when it was yours? Especially as the pieces they complained about are in the warnings. All of them. Yeah, that’s not okay.

Here’s a bullet point list of some of the “confusion” they had and how I know their ask in my ask box was bullshit:

Joel was mean (in the warnings)

Joel is jealous (in the warnings and the literal plot of the series)

reader gets mad at Joel, Joel gets mad at reader (in the warnings)

smut after a six-week coma/hygiene (we’re literally talking about a post-apocalyptic reality, and others have confirmed with me that the reader is heavily implied to be bathed)

Joel is jealous (referenced again; THE PLOT & IN WARNINGS)

Ellie is two doors down from the smut happening (she is not, use context clues)

My point in responding and breaking down their “confusion” is to point out two things.

One? Read the warning tags. For the love of god, read the warnings all the way through. I promise you, you will not only understand more about the fic but you also won’t be surprised by anything.

Two? Please don’t do this to writers on this app OR anywhere at all. This is not how you ask for help when you need it. This is an extremely rude, arrogant, and entitled way of telling a writer you’re “confused.” I seriously doubt you would tell a writer this irl, in my opinion.

If you actually want authors, especially on this app, to engage with you, write the fics you want them to write, etc., DONT ACT LIKE THIS.

But also, it’s my fanfiction. It’s my writing. Every ridicule they placed on my fic was given to me as if my particular plot points were awful, and it felt as though they were insinuating that I should change them.

And you know what? I’m 21. I’m a college student. I’m still learning to write because it’s a skill. And that’s okay! It’s okay when fanfics lack clarity or have rough grammar. It’s okay if the plot doesn’t make entirely a lot of sense. It’s okay!

Now, I’m so happy to have grown from that experience, as well as have an amazing support group of people on this app. So, I will continue to be writing the series. I will continue to be writing for that character. I’m not changing a damn thing in my fic for clarification.

Again, I want to thank my mutuals for yanking me back up and helping me understand the depths of the ask they sent me. And big, big thanks to @honeystevie for helping me see that because without her initial reply, I’m sure I would’ve been in a very large discouraged writing hole. love you, rika <3

tagging some wonderful mutuals as a thanks and I’m giving a big hug: @moonlight-prose @cocoamoonmalfoy @tarrenterror25 @themarcusmoreno @fleurfairie @indouloureux @ghostofskywalker @iraot @dearest-readers @fxllfaiiry @fluffyprettykitty @targaryenvampireslayer @galatially @navybrat817 @rae-gar-targaryen @saradika

[greatbigbellies]

ANNOUNCING THE 2023 PREGNANCY KINK ADVENT CALENDAR!

After months (Yes, months) of planning and on and off work throughout this year, I am excited to unveil the 2023 Pregnancy Kink Advent Calendar! From December 1st to December 24th, I have new, unreleased, completely original content going up EVERY day. These range from written kink fics (clocking in at approximately 1k words each with some longer exceptions), some batches of pictures, both bare bellied and with a fake bump, multiple kink audios, AND a video floating around in there! I’ve been working hard planning, writing, recording, and editing everything for this for a while now, and I’m super excited to show it all off. I began work on this back in APRIL, so it’s been a labor of love (pun intended) that I’m really proud to have finished in time for december this year. Those vague calls for kink audio ideas that never seemed to come up again? Those repeat posts asking what people would scribble on my belly? Yeah, those were all for this. Which means if you sent something to me in response to those, congrats, it probably made it in!

So settle in and enjoy! New stuff drops starting 12/1/2023 all the way up to and including christmas eve! This whole thing was a fair bit of work but a LOT of fun to do, and if it gets enough positive interaction, I would be very open to doing it again next year. Check back every day for something new!

Additional details, context, and a bit of “developer commentary” under the cut!

So… what should I expect from this?

This is a larger scale project that I’ve been building for well over half a year, and I did my best to provide some variety to it. There is, of course, some good ol McPreggo content in there. Because it’s one of the most popular things this blog has to offer, I get a ton of asks about it, and it’d be silly of me to not give that crowd some love. That said, if you’re not really into McPreggo or rapid preg as a whole, fret not, there’s lots of other content to enjoy! Most of the written pieces involve longer progressions split over multiple posts. This is by design, because I didn’t want any one post to be too long (advent calendars are supposed to be easily consumed ‘treats’, but not whole presents unto themselves), but it’s hard to do anything meaningful with only 1K words to a post. If you’ve read my older stuff, like some of the comms I fulfilled a few years ago, you know the buildup and foreplay is really my strongest aspect, and it’s no different here (if you haven’t but would like to, the ‘commissions’ and ‘writing’ tags on my blog will take you where you want to go). Nothing in the calendar has any outright SEX scenes in it, but there’s plenty of pregnant contrivances and paragraph long descriptions of heavy bellies that you’ll find something you’ll like! There’s over 13k words cumulatively across all the writing, so there’s a wide breadth to enjoy!

The audios range from 3 and a half to 6 minutes long, with one more experimental, slow burn exception. They range from sweet to spicy, and might be my favorite content in the whole calendar. While previously I had been taking a premise and improvising most of it, these new ones are pretty tightly scripted, and I genuinely think they came out better for it. Less repetition, more creatively, and was able to work in some sound effects to set the scene and tone for some of them. I think you’ll enjoy them!

Outside of that, I’m going to leave the rest as a surprise. Like I said, I’ve got audio, video, pictures, and writing, so there’s a lot to look forward to!

Is this something I’m supposed to pay for?

Absolutely not, this is all free. I made this because I wanted to, and wanted to share it with people. This blog is 5 years old now and is sporting well over 5K followers, which is to say it has way more popularity and staying power than I expected it to when I made it. You guys are great, and wanted to, in my own weird way, treat everyone who has been following, sending asks, and chatting with me so far. If you really genuinely would like to give back, I have tips turned on for my blog, but I’m putting this out there not expecting anything back.

This is THE PEOPLES preg kink content, damnit!

Are you going to do this again next year?

If people enjoy it, then I would like to, yes! I’m not some harsh corporation with strict engagement minimums to uphold, so I don’t know what “enough” interaction looks like to justify a 2024 edition but if people are liking and reblogging, and I get an ask or two about it, then I’d call that a win! It’s just good to know that hard work is appreciated, y’know?

If anyone else out there likes the idea and wants to do something similar, I would be very excited at the prospect of collaborating in the future. It’s not lost on me that this whole production doesn’t have any kink art, but believe me, you don’t want to see me try to draw something resembling a person, let a lone trying to make it sexy. Even if someone wanted to contribute a single article, a written piece, some art, an audio even, even just 1 “day” of content for people to enjoy would be amazing. Any outside contributors would, of course, receive credit for their work and have their main tumblr (or other kink social media) listed in their post.

Honestly, if I had enough people reach out and want to contribute, I would likely just create a separate sideblog JUST for pregnancy fetish advent calendars, so it’s not going up on any ONE contributor’s blog to benefit them above anyone else. I didn’t want to reach out to artists in the community going “hey would you like to draw some free art for this thing I’m doing that I’m gonna post in december, I swear”, because that just reads like a scam. I’m hoping that, having made and rolled out everything myself at least once, it can stand as proof that I am genuine about this kind of thing. A way to prove for someone that has the drive and bandwidth to work on this, that I’m not going to take credit or otherwise run off having gotten free art/work.

If you’re reading this and have something you would be interested in contributing to the calendar next year, my DMs are open, and it is never too early!

Any other questions, or just to share what you think about it all, shoot me an ask or a DM!

[vidumavi]

I am supremely late to the party but I saw your conversation with @thelordofgifs about the Kin-strife and the Fall of Númenor, and I wanted to say that I find the tension between Tolkien’s knowledge that he is writing what functions to some degree (in the context that he knows, in a world before the normalization of secondary world fantasy) a fairy-story and Tolkien’s awareness that things must feel grounded and realistic and must engage at least a little with real-world issues.

An argument could be made frankly that the reason so many of the things about his work are contradictory is this tightrope walk, the balance between “this feels good and soft and warm to me and provides emotional comfort” and “this is about people who feel verisimilitudinous, who behave like flawed humans” - you mentioned The New Shadow in one of your replies, and that’s actually why I sent you this ask in the first place because the reason TNS fell through is this exact emotion/realism balance, as Tolkien knew that Gondor would turn bad again if he were to continue the story in the way that a sequel would require and he felt that it would cheapen the accomplishments of the protagonists if he “allowed” that to happen.

(about this post)

Yeah I agree! It's honestly an element that I enjoy more than not, because a happy ending is more interesting to me if there is something that complicates it. "Every issue ever is resolved" feels both untrue and too saccharine. The specific case of the Númenorean/Gondorian fear of mortality tickles me because it's a) SO central and b) puts such a deep and ugly flaw at the very heart of the supposedly righteous restored kingdom. I think it's better writing if it remains there, even if the execution is flawed at times.

I think TNS fell through for several reasons. It would have cheapened the ending of lotr but it also would have been a far too jarring break in genre- even Tolkien at his bleakest is still fundamentally writing epic fantasy (that has, through the existence of lotr, a happy if bittersweet ending. Even if these specific characters won't make it there, it's coming). The Hobbit and The Children of Húrin could not be more different in tone, but there are dragons to defeat in both of them (and there are dwarves, enchantments and woodland elven kings...). It's all part of the same overarching fantasy story and TNS, by virtue of being set after the fading of magic, can't be part of that (I think this might be why Tolkien sounds so utterly unenthused when talking about it).

(I still like to toss it around in my head sometimes and ponder what could have made a compelling sequel, despite being glad it never came to be and opposed to a lotr sequel in general. for fun)

[distortedkilling]

Welp. I'm putting it under a read more so if people want to ignore it, they can. But because it was made public and for the sake of transparency at the accusations/implications hurled, I feel more comfortable posting about it than not. Not even for my own sake but because one of the best people I know is involved who is always patient and considerate with tags and being informed of peoples triggers.

@photosensitive-despair

I just want to say I find it convenient we were blocked and that my second ask where I'm clearly in agreement with the majority of what they're saying was posted, solely because I disagreed with the method of how this was approached. Nice to know the way they voiced having been treated is exactly the treatment they give others when they voice a criticism and ask for basic respect.

Additional unasked for advice: If you can't hold a debate or conversation in advocation for something you believe in, then you need to study and reflect more on what you're doing - wait to go public. In life, you are going to be criticized and questioned and if you can't handle some nobodies on the internet both agreeing, disagreeing, and criticizing you on a bare minimum level, then you are only going to hurt your cause more than help it. Especially when you throw accusations and implications and behave as shown below. Take it from an actual fucking activist who has been advocating mental and physical disabilities and equal rights since before you were born.

Where it began. Quen and I were just dicking around and her ask was reblogged. Neither of us have an issue with the blog's purpose, mind you. We're very much in support of correcting trigger warning tags being used incorrectly. Quen went ahead and corrected those tags.

Quen originally changed the tags on this post to the ones they requested before she decided to remove the icon as a whole and add context because of the reply that was given to our asks to remove the post from their blog. My dumbass just forgot to screencap the initial change but by the effort she made I think it's evident she followed through.

Cue my ask. Quen's is in their reply that follows. For the sake of transparency, I know my text tone isn't always pleasant and no one likes to get confronted/scolded, which is why I addressed how I wanted to sound to avoid confusion but alas.

Their reply. I don't disagree with the majority of their efforts, neither does Quen.

And then the second ask I sent which conveniently was ignored before they blocked us. I tried to clearly explain we supported what they did and where our only criticism was. As well as requested again to please remove our post from their blog.

After I had sent that, for the sake of showing with action my solidarity to their cause, I reblogged their post on tags. And I aim to keep it up and keep on reblogging it because I believe in their cause. Even if the people behind the blog I'm less enthused regarding, it's whatever. I'm an adult and a tired one at that, I see a cause I support and I'll support it even if the people are behaving poorly. What I won't do, though, is sit quietly when they are in need of some feedback on their conduct, however. People, especially advocates of something, don't become better activists by living in an echo chamber. They need to hear criticism in order to make sure they are reaching as many people as they can for their cause. That includes doing things in a way you may not like or get a lot of results with, like privately messaging people instead of making this public and snatching peoples content.

I hate doing this nonsense and I'm grateful I actually don't have to do it often at all since I usually am surrounded by competent adults who know common sense and how to communicate. I sent an ask off anon so they could reply to it private since messaging wasn't possible. Their choice to go public tied my hands a bit here. Especially with the following post here that doubles down on their accusations and implication of either of us being ableist. Honestly.

Finally, my favorite form of Tumblr mentality and behavior. Blocking people for giving valid and justified criticism. People who agree with you but still made frustrated and concerned commentary on your conduct. People who, I don't know... explained their discomfort and boundaries and requested you meet them halfway are shut down without any construction communication. Hm. Quen and I are literally implementing and supporting your cause and yet this is how you respond and behave.

Glad to know the level of professionalism here with this post they dropped. Brilliant. Congrats, you are officially behaving the exact way you said others treat you with. You've become what you despise and officially are hurting your cause by living in an echo chamber instead of having a constructive conversation and having basic respect for other people.

I support your cause, I don't currently support your ability to constructively advocate for it if this is how you behave.

And lastly, anyone who made it this far, please respect their cause and even reblog their post. It's very informative. Their conduct is rude, yeah, but I don't want hate thrown their way or any such shit. I just wanted to address for the sake of transparency this because it affects my friend and myself. If anyone has questions or wants stuff clarified, you know you can DM me.

Anyways, take care. Be safe. <3

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for accidentally sending someone into cardiac arrest?

I (18M, not that it matters) was recently at my brother D's (~24M) company because a friend of mine, C (19F) had sent me a text asking for help. When me and my best friend V (also 18M) got there, D was fucking vivisecting another friend, A (????), who's an alien. D claimed samples from A's body could save a lot of people - including an unrelated person who means a hell of a lot to me but is currently really really sick.

Behind D, C was chained to a pipe, along with C and A's friend X (19M) (I know this is a lot of people, bear with me). A lot of chaos ensued, and D explained that his plan was to wipe the memory of the past 24 hours from C, X, and A after he was done with everything.

Me and V had the option to either fight D or allow him to continue this.. vivisection that D claimed would help thousands of people. Oh, some other context for D- he's the owner of a massive tech company, and had been raising the prices of what's effectively my world's equivalent of insulin, thought he claimed the shareholders made him.

After a lot of debate between me, D, and V, I ended up taking one of the syringes of forget serum and injecting it into V's and my mentor, T, (20M), because I didn't want him to see me do something terrible. He passed out. I let D continue operating on A, going so far as to help him. Which I hated, for the record.

After we'd sewn A back up, C and X managed to escape their bonds. A very long and complicated fight later, I'd managed to also inject C with the forget serum, but it was a lot harder with X, because he has really strong skin. I made him see some... fucking horrible things in an effort to get him worn down enough to inject him.

Anyways. A lot more complicated fighting later, we managed to get X knocked out and dosed with the forget serum.

A little after that, T was receiving medical attention and the paramedic mentioned that had his immune system been worse, we would've had a heart attack and died. V and I went to look to see if C, X, and A were okay, and found X and A safe but C nowhere in sight. We confronted D and he said C had been "dealt with."

AITA?

(ooc- sorry for the long post, I think it turned into a bit of an infodump. also I didn't do a very good job of actually writing this in an in-character tone lol)

[yourubersawcrit]

I've been divinely inspired to send asks to others, so here I am. You've sent me some asks about my thoughts on Invincible, so it's about high time I send you some myself. I want to hear all of it; your favorite characters, least favorite characters, thoughts, predictions, the works. Feel free to rant, as I am actively encouraging it. :))))

I FOUND IT, HUZZAH!!

So! I'll do my best to write my rant as best as I can. Disclaimer for spoilers of the fourth episode of S2 if you haven't watched it, just in case, heh.

First of all, I learned about the series' existence by that meme at the top of this post a friend sent on a chat group we had; he drew fanart as well! After that, some users of another server wanted me to draw a character on that meme pose Omni-man was doing that showed his ass while kneeling —I believe it's still on my art sideblog—.

I wanted to watch it on my own, yet upon realizing I needed a Prime account, I decided to watch it with my parents. The first time I tried, it was night time, and they fell asleep before finishing episode one, which, in the context of the series, it was the best possible outcome for them. In my case, I watched all of it; it was just nice to have a more realistic approach of a young superhero and a family!

And that change of tone? Delightful! I gasped and enjoyed all the graphic details, as well as how much the GotG were hurt upon realizing Nolan was killing their colleagues, their friends.

Time passed, and I forgot about the series until I made my parents watch the Meet the Team videos, to then take advantage of their willingness so we could finish the series.

And oh boy, they did enhance the experience.

I still remember when Debbie said that Nolan was going to come home later for lunch, to then hear a small chuckle from my mother. A little bit of context should be provided, so I'll do that. My father works for the Navy here, and as consequence, he tends to go to other cities or board ships for days, weeks, even months, as well as working late; it has been normalized.

Watching a 17 year old guy wanting to be more than he was able to ever think possible as a 17 year old kid at the time was fascinating, if not sometimes painful. And now Mark is in college, heh. Yeap, the show hit home a few times, more than necessary.

What can I say about S1 overall? It was amazing! The sort of murder mystery tone it got was great to follow since we knew the who, not the why; and watching how Debbie was more and more sure about her theory was entertaining yet heart-stopping, as she was the only person capable of confronting Nolan and getting away with it. She worries me still, I want her to get her catharsis so she feels better; please writers, Debby deserves to be happy. She reminds me of my mother from time to time.

It's interesting how in the comics she is a housewife, yet in the series they decided to give her some agency and make her have a stable job, which may be the reason why they live in that house on the first place! She said “Get out of my house!” for a reason.

Mark, oh Mark. Watching him get physical and mentally damaged was such a journey that I enjoyed until I began caring for him just as with Debbie. He reminded me of another character that I deeply love, Kiana Kaslana, based on the fact that both characters were compared to someone related to them, as well as kept fighting for humanity although there were many reasons to stop doing so; also they are deeply traumatized.

And if the series' writers decide to follow the arc that Mark had in the comics, I may not survive. I'd implode from all the implications of it. TL;DR, let my guy be happy!

Nolan, ah Nolan. My partner thought he was going to be my favorite character, but Mark's existence takes the first place for sure. This man is so fascinating, being one of the strongest beings yet a complete insensitive dum dum goofball at the moment he has to express his honest feelings and thoughts thanks to all those years of Viltrumite indoctrination.

I hope he stops using Mark as a punching bag for his internal struggles. Looking at S1 episode 8 and S2 episode 4, he grabs his son as a ragdoll and yells at him as if that would convince Mark to be by his side? And the way he's feeling empathy now, hahah you fucker, have deep emotions now! It would have been preferable back on Earth, though. I wonder if the other Viltrumites will commit the execution or not.

I like most of the secondary characters, William is on thin ice, though, since he's uncaring of remembering Mark hurtful mistakes he's done, it doesn't seem William is joking sometimes, which confuses me since both characters are good friends and should know what may be a negative memory to the other.

My girl Amber is doing well! Good thing the writers realized that making her get mad at Mark based on his superhero life was not the best idea, resulting in Amber being more understanding on S2.

Eve is isolating herself, and her father kind of pisses me off because the story is quite vague in trying to prove if he's right or just trying to be more realistic, I'm referring to the incident he showed Eve that was wrote on the newspaper.

And the way they convey the concept of being more akin to someone you once saw divine, now showing its true colors, realizing you may go through the same path while everyone else acts if you already were that person, who brought nothing else but pain. It's wonderful.

It's an amazing show that has the privilege of being one of the few that made me care for the characters and their journey. Let's hope it ends with a bang when the time comes.

[entity-unknown7]

Hayo. I'm the creator of a story called "Not all as it seems." Which is a story I randomly made on wattpad because I was bored. But my account eventually got lost and it can't be continued anymore so I'm going to rewrite it here because my babes Kaydenn sent me a post of Akari and Yeri and now I must continue to write with it starting from the beginning. BECAUSE I CAN. :3

Akari's pov:

I stood in my room. Blankly staring down the camera in the corner of my room. I think it's creepy but he insists to have it here. I try my best to ignore it but it's hard to get dressed for school when there's a suspension that he could be watching. So I grab my school uniform and step out of my room to change in the bathroom, which gladly has no camera. I put on my school uniform and step out of the bathroom. I walk into my kitchen and look around only for my attention to be drawn to another camera. I don't bother eating today so I flip off the camera and run out my front door.

I find myself on the street and I start walking towards school. I hold the strap of my bag tightly. I feel like I'm being followed but I turn around and see nothing. I'm too paranoid.. I've always felt uncomfortable walking alone. Ever sense that day it's just been... awful to think about. I look down at my feet as I walk before reaching into my bag to look at a paper my... "Boss." Gave me. It's just another girl to take down, just for his own enjoyment.

I look at the picture and name carefully. "Yeri...Nakaya..?" I read to myself out loud. That's a new one. Luckily we go to the same school so this should be easier than last time. Sense I don't have to track them down or anything. I look at the picture again. It shows a girl with an ashy red hair color and almost lavender colored eyes. She's pretty but it's not like we'll talk for long. I slip the Paper back into my bag and blow my pink colored hair out of my eyes.

I sigh when I finally make it to school. It's so big and well- it looks like a school. I walk to the courtyard, which is just some open space with a few trees. I made it earlier than I usually do. Only 15 minutes until the doors open so I look around for this red haired girl.

Soon enough I spot her. She's leaning against a tree and she looks half asleep. I get slightly concerned for her well-being but I shake the feeling off. I hesitantly walk up to her, not wanting to startle her with my random showing to her.

"Uhm- Hello. Your Yeri, right?"

I say, clearly nervous when speaking to her. I smile softly, like I want her to pity me or something. Her eyes open and she looks down at me which immediately makes me self conscious about my hight.

"Yea? Do I know you..?"

Yeri asks me in a clearly tired state.

"No, you don't. But I'd love to get to know you."

I say in a joyful tone. I'm only trying to flirt for the possibility that he might let me go. It's not like I'm interested in this target.

"Well it's nice to meet you then. You are?"

She says as she gives me a tired smile as well as holding her hand out for me to shake.

"I'm Akari! Akari Hayashi."

I answer as I take her hand to shake it. Smiling as I do so.

"Sooo.. I can't help but be curious. Would you maybe want to come over to my place and hangout after school?"

I ask her. Hoping Yeri doesn't find my sudden request to be weird or suspicious.

"I guess so. It's not like I have anything better to do."

She responds with a slight smile.

I nod. Trying to seem happy and excited. As I walk off to go to class I can't help but feel terrible about what I have to do. She seems like such a nice girl and my only intention is so cruel.

I wish it was different..

(Lmao, I hope you enjoyed that. I know there is no context yet but that comes in the next time I write. Bye bye for now! :3 )

[thiefking]

(ALERT. WARNING. OPINIONS EXPRESSED IN THE FOLLOWING POST ARE NOT MEANT TO INSINUATE I THINK THAT PEOPLE WHO USE TONE TAGS ARE BAD OR HAVE BAD INTENTIONS. I AM SIMPLY POINTING OUT SOME OF MY FRUSTRATIONS WITH THEM AND HOW THEY WORK, OR RATHER DO NOT WORK, IN AN EXAGGERATEDLY ANGRY/LOUD MANNER AT A HYPOTHETICAL SITUATION, NOT A SPECIFIC PERSON OR PERSONS OR INCIDENT, AND IT WASN'T EVEN THE MAIN POINT OF THE POST I WAS ORIGINALLY WRITING WHICH WAS JUST ABOUT SOME ANNOYING OVER-COMMENTED STUFF ON MY POST. ALERT. WARNING)

i am still pleased and amazed at the amount of people on my tone indicator parantheticals post who AREN'T being weird and aggro, but i will say. while i got tired of the aggro ones the moment the first one showed up i have also grown tired of the "this is just tumblr tags/congrats you just reinvented tumblr tags" observation. it has been made many times, i can never tell if it's a teasing joke or if they're seriously like "umm dumbass this is the same thing" (because of course they are not paired with any indication of intent, such as a word encased in a pair of parentheses, because for some reason being overfamiliar with strangers on the internet has become very normalized, and they just expect that if they say things to people they have never met that the person they say that to will be able to tell whether they are kidding or trying to insult them, which is highly variable per person) and either way it's like...

i mean. yeah. on tumblr, that is the same thing as what you could use the tags for

but tumblr isn't a messaging app

even its in-built dms do not have tags

if you are using discord if you type a # it would prompt you to pick a channel you are referring to

The Primary Location You Would Use Tone Indicators Is In Conversation With Others And Tumblr Is Technically A Blogging Platform

also a bunch of people are like "ummm or you could just put it in the SENTENCE like a NORMAL PERSON" and first of all shut up. secondly nowhere in the post did i say that i specifically would rather someone use random parantheticals instead of just stating their intent in the actual sentence, i said i would prefer parantheticals over highly abbreviated tone tags. obviously i would prefer people just say properly what they mean, that is literally what i do when i have a genuine question to ask, i don't do "what do you mean (genuine) (sincere question) (confused)" i say "sorry i'm a little confused, what do you mean by xyz?". literally did not fucking say that i think parantheticals would be better than just saying what you actually mean to begin with IN the initial question. however THIRDLY sometimes you just fucking have adhd or the conversation is fast and you don't think to phrase it carefully. and in that situation you might realize after you already sent the message that it's ambiguous what you meant or if you were sincere, so you send like "(JOKE)" or "genuine question" or if you make a reference "(you know like xyz meme/show/game)" immediately afterwards so people know and can respond appropriately. and i would so much rather see people spell the fucking thing out instead of saying /j or /gen or god forbid /ref (WHAT!!! ARE YOU FUCKING REFERENCING!!! YOU CAN'T JUST SAY IT'S A REFERENCE AND LEAVE IT AT THAT THAT DOESN'T HELP!!! WHY IS THAT EVEN A TONE TAG!!! YOU HAVEN'T GIVEN ME ANY CONTEXT FOR IT, THIS IS NOT A TONE TO INDICATE, IT DOESN'T INDICATE ANYTHING, I COULD PROBABLY TELL FROM THE PHRASING TO BEGIN WITH THAT IT WAS SOME KIND OF REFERENCE ANYWAY, YOU HAVE GIVEN ME ZERO INFORMATION AAUUAUAAAAGGGGHHH the fucking autistic person who would not be able to tell that you were making a reference without the tag would probably also not be able to tell what the goddamn joke was supposed to be! i AM that autistic person sometimes!!! you cannot just /ref your way out of that if you are ACTUALLY TRYING to HELP AUTISTIC PEOPLE then make it clear you can be ASKED TO CLARIFY THINGS and then SUCK IT UP AND EXPLAIN THE JOKE EVEN IF IT MAKES IT LESS FUNNY!!! and this is entirely specific to Me who has never once wanted someone to use tone tags even when i do ask for clarification on something, but if you don't want to ruin your joke by explaining it and i already Understood that it was a joke, the /ref and or /j you put on it is actually. equivalent. to explaining the joke and ruining it...... because in this scenario i knew it was a joke already...)

ahem. anyway. i think the people who say "ummm orrr you could just bake it into the sentence :/" do not realize they are the ones being stupid while calling me stupid. because of the fact that they cannot read the post, where i don't say even once that i don't agree with them, because i am talking about something else, which is that if you gave me a choice between tone tags or tone parantheticals i would choose parantheticals

conversely i'm NOT tired of the elcor comparison, even a little bit, even though that one was also made a thousand times. i actually like that one a lot. i never played mass effect or anything i just think that's funny and cool. entire species that has autism... so beautiful ♡

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Inazuma Eleven Fanfiction & WIPs

By LoreoftheFritz

Last Updated: Apr. 01, 2024

✨ - newly added 📸 - posts with pictures 💫 - other people's post I added in 💌 - others added things in my post (ty!!) 💐 - asks i sent to others or sent to me 🤣 - unserious/funny things 🎞 - from my liveblogs 🖇 - crossposted on my other masterlist ~ 🌸 - long-term personal project 🪨 - post/writing under 100 words 🌱 - post/writing under 200 words 🌷 - post/writing under 500 words 🌻 - post/writing under 1k words 🌺 - long post

1. Original Characters

Arai Yori - will appear in Kaleidoscope as age 12-13. Info available : profile, picrew, and a friend's drawing of him 📸 🌷; another friend's drawing of him and a few more notes 📸🌱

Otonashi Kore Info available : vague info of Kidou and Haruna's 3rd sibling 🌷

Yuukoku Echo - will appear in Kaleidoscope as age 23-24. Info available : backstory with Kageno and a little bit about Kaleidoscope 🌻

2. Posted Fics

To Those Who Take Flight - stand alone canon compliant fanfiction that is also part of Wounded Birds if you squint

Chapter 1: Reason - 1,523 words

Chapter 2: Why do Birds Fly?

Chapter 3: You weren't my wings

3. WIPs

A. Wounded Birds 🌸

Canon divergent; all of s1 happened. Romance & Angst. GouKidou. Set in highschool. Coming out story. (Anxious) Athletic President Perfect x (Awkward) Star of the Soccer Club.

Introduction 🌷

About Gouenji's Mother (in the tags)

B. Sapphic EnGouKidou Magical Girls AU 🌸

AU but close to canon. Supernatural & Whimsy Adventures. No hissatsu in the field AU. EnGouKidou. Trans!Break trio. Set in highschool. Coming out story.

Introduction 📸🌷

Sample scenes (Ask Game) 💐🌻

C. Kaleidoscope 🌸

Canon compliant from s1 to inago galaxy. Set 1 year after inago. Drama, Angst, and Adventure. Same tone as the series. Queer Story.

Sample scenes & characters (Ask Game) 📸💐🌺

Vague synopsis in the tags

D. Daily Lives of Raimon Kids

Mix of canon compliant and canon divergent short story fanfiction that happened in between what is shown in the anime. Headcanon heavy. Same tone as the series. Collection of fanfiction stories.

Snippets

E. Get Sibling'd

Canon divergent. S1 ep 1-126 all happened. Old men yaoi AU(?). Ships that created siblings and sibling-like dynamics in the process: Hibiki x Souichirou, Kudou x Katsuya, and Hakamada x Zaizen. Comedy and drama. Collection of fanfiction stories.

Funny meme post 🪨

F. Husks in Husks

Fusion of Blue Lock and The Hollow AU. Sci-fi, Soccer, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and partly Comedy. Darker tone than the series but keeps the same lightness and jokes at times. Everybody wakes up on the cold pavement wearing similarly-looking tracksuits without their memory and were made to answer puzzles, finish challenges, and play soccer. Kidou is the main character of this story and will mostly show his point of view.

G. Fucked Timeline, Kageyama won AU

AU but happens in the same universe. Abandoned series but may be revived? Angst & Hurt/Comfort. Endou died, Gouenji's a doctor, Kidou is completely corrupted.

Concept 💐🌻

H. Time Refugee

Idea for laters 🪨

4. Crossposting WIPs

Out-of-context things that just happens in Husks in Husks, Get Sibling'd, Kaleidoscope, and Daily Lives of Raimon Kids 🌱

Other Inazuma Eleven Masterlist: - Observations/Meta/Analyses - General Headcanons - Hissatsu Techniques Headcanon Masterlist - Favorite Own Posts

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Sorry for long post I tend to get carried away with fic posts and... well, I had to cut it short before I go too far

No worries anon! But I am going to paste the entire fic here so I don’t accidentally clog up my follower’s dashboards with how long the ask is 😅

Anyway, here’s anon’s fic!

Anon’s fic

Whoo boy this is gonna be a long one. For context this is all in Leo's perspective so a lot of what he describes is his own misunderstand of the situation... if you want to do a followup I'd be very happy but I just think this qould be a neat way for forced the two to bond.

He left in the dead of night, when not even Donnie would be awake. He didn't know exactly where he could go, whether he even should go... but he didn't care. All he knew was he needed to do this, to get away from this place. This feeling of helplessness and inadequacy. Its not like anyone would notice or care... he only planned to be gone a few days and they had the perfect replacement for the team in CJ and... him.

His older self, the one who was wiser, stronger, and a far better leader than he could ever hope to be. The one who, shortly after the Kraang was defeated, they discovered had also been sent back in time. By accident from their very own Mikey, whom was so desperate to save his brother fromt he prison dimension, he broke not only the laws of dimensional travel but the laws of the time space continuum. He had been placed in the cot across from Leo's own comatose state when they found him unconcious, and by the time the younger slider had returned to the land of the living, he had been awake for a week and already taking over as medic, specifically for his own younger self. He remembered the first words his older self had spoken, a rough tone in his voice that he couldn't place but was certain could only be disappointment.

"You sure got yourself fucked up, eh? Just had to make that stupid, reckless sacrifice... aw, kid... as if your family doesn't worry about ya enough...'

Leo doesn't think he was meant to hear that, but he did. He did and knowing his own self saw what he did and brushed it off as reckless stupidity hurt... a lot more than he had expected it to. The topic of what Leonardo was talking about or what he meant when he said that never came up as Leo let out a groan, alerting Leonardo of his waking and prompting him to call for his brothers. Even he knew better than to have the first thing an ailing patient saw being his own, wartorn older self that had supposedly been killed trying to get CJ to the past. Pity for hin that Leo had already been awake and coherent when he noticed.

And thus the weeks of recovery went, his older self a constant, judgemental shadow watching over him and his brothers, critiquing his every move. And then the training. With Leonardo around, he and his brothers found their training regime put on a far stricter schedule, the war veteran much harsher and a lot less distractable than their father was. At least... he was to Leo. With Raph, Donnie, or even Mikey he was far more lenient. If Mikey so much as twitched or fidgeted with his still bandaged hands, Leonardo would order him to go rest and take it easy. If Leo tried to skip out on training or physical therapy Leonardo would be there to drag him back kicking and screaming and forced him to go through the exercises until he was satisfied no matter the younger complaints that this particular stretching exercise made his leg ache or how he just couldn't get this one move right. Then, once training was 'done' he'd sit Leo down with a long winded lecture in what he did wrong and 'how to improve it' before sending him off to shower and then bed with some tea.

It wasn't much better with Raph or Donnie, both of whom received similar treatment to Mikey, albeit om a lesser level.

Leo didn't blame his older self for his favoritism, from the man's perspective he was reunited with his brother's whom he had watched die one by one so a little favoring of his brother's was to be expected. The problem came with the sharp contrast to how he interacted with Leo in comparison, and it was clear he was targeting Leo alone for these too high expectations. With April he was joking, with CJ he was patient... even Cass had gained some sort of positive attention from the other slider. With Leo however, he doesn't think he's ever heard so much as an acknowledgment that he had done a good job... only a weighted look as he spoke of what his condition was from when he was rescued from the prison dimension and then the turtle leaving the room, presumably unable to be in the same room as the younger, foolish self who had nearly caused the apocalypse and gotten his brothers hurt. It was always 'Think before you Act' or 'Do you really think this is the right action to take, kid??' whenever he came up with a plan or Leonardo chastising him for doing something like trying to run to Run of the Mill after he just got cleared for walking and wasn't supposed to leave the lair yet or using his powers to steal a slice of Mikey's pizza despite CJ sneaking a slice of Leonardo's own Hawaiian right in front of Mr. GREATEST NINJA!

After months of judgment, lectures, and absolutely no change in outlook, Leo had enough! If Leonardo hated him so much them fine, but he doesn't have to stick around and put up with it! Packing a small bag with a note explaining that he just needed some time to himself and not to look for him, he portaled out straight from his bedroom. Ever since the portal jacking incident, Donnie had laid some ground rules stating that he should keep portal usage to a minimum on the lair, stating that a portal that can be jacked could theoretically be tracked and until he had some way to preventing that the lair was a no outbound portal zone.

Leo didn't care about it at this moment, nor did he notice a familiar and haggard pair eyes peek in as they investigated the familiar sound of a portal, which is why the sound of an older voice startled him in to tripping backwards as he ehirled about, falling into the portal just as a mechanical hand grasped his arm, pulling his older self in with him.

"Kid! What do you think you're-!?"

"Whaaaa!?"

As with any uncontrolled portal, Leo wasn't sure what happened when he landed. All he remembered was a blinding pain before darkness filled his vision and a large arm pulling him close upon impact. When he awoke he found that those arms were still wrapped around him as his older self held him close, looking over a field very far from the lair or Run of the Mill where Leo had been planning to go for a few days and beg Hueso to let him stay and a pounding headache. Nausea curled in his stomach and the light seemed to make it worst, prompting Leo to shut his eyes again.

"Where... are we?"

"Well... we're not in New York or the Hidden City anymore... did you mean to send us to a farm?" came the sarcastic reply form the older turtle as he glanced down at him, "We seem to be in good old rural Upstate New York... and you have a concussion."

Shit... that means no portaling back home. He was stuck in an unfamiliar place with his future self for an undetermined amount of time.

…

OHHH ANON THIS IS GOOD I LIKE THIS!!! You definitely captured Leo’s feelings on the matter pretty well, and I like the potential you left for them in the end having to make up with one another. I think you captured the frustration and belittling he feels really well too, I was even a little frustrated for him ahdhsjfjdjfk. This is a really good fic! I enjoyed it a lot :)

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Heads up 7 up tag game

Tagged by: @emelkae, thanks for the tag! I was given a choice between heads up 7 up, and last line. I've decided I'll do the heads up, as I enjoy putting up the snippets :P For this post I'm going to tag a few folks and then leave the tag open so anyone interested can participate! @luckyy19 @doublegoblin @charlesjosephwrites @the-orangeauthor @primroseprime2019. Also, please feel free to tell me if you aren't into playing tag games and I'll keep you out of the loop. Thanks!

From: The Garden That Burned series - Book 1, Kindling (my upcoming novel).

(Context: Danny stands inside the witches hut and is asked to travel to a different plane of existence in order to free an immortal guardian who has been sealed for centuries...)

  “So this Karma person, she will guide me- wait... What do you mean the rings will protect us from each other? Is she dangerous? Would she hurt me?” I asked nervously as Rizza frowned.   “No! Well, not intentionally. Look, Karma was sealed after the Tari Nova, but during the fall of Atlantis. She fell mid-battle, and she’s been there for thousands of years. You need to keep in mind most everything that she’s ever known is long gone, not to mention the fact that it was another Guardian who sealed her in the first place. We couldn’t possibly begin to predict her current mental state, so yes. Give her this ring and tell her I sent you and all should be well. Oh, but do make sure you use my name, don’t just say a witch or she’ll punch you into space.” She replied giving me a thumbs up. I continued trying to keep myself calm, gripping the banister hard as a small cope for the information overload I had just received. Punch me into space… can she actually do that or was Rizza joking with me?   “I’ll go along with this because my gut is telling me I should, but this is a shitty idea…” I said as suddenly Rizza's hand shot to her mouth and she looked at me in shock.   “Hey! Language!” She scolded, then pointing to a sign on the wall that I swear to all gods present and lost, was not there the last time I looked. It read:  “In my home, mind your manners. Actions, thoughts, and language matter!” My focus shifted from the sign to Rizza, then to the sign again. My expression must have revealed that I was utterly unimpressed, because she simply started laughing at me.   “I can’t just give you all the answers or you won’t learn how to learn. These are just things that you’ll have to do, and you’ll have to do them your own way. That’s the only way that’ll do, after all. Just remember, if you are going to do something, be it right or wrong, do it with conviction. Nothing worthwhile comes easy, Danny. So, unless you’re willing to put your best foot forward your desired results may be out of reach, hmm? Yes, you’ll do fine.” She said in a bashful tone while waving her hand in a playful fashion. We stopped in front of one of the doors.   “Alright... What’s the plan then?” I asked, fidgeting with my fingers. A wispy carved symbol sat above the door and the plaque nailed to its center seemed to be written in Belani script. I frowned. I’d need to get closer to translate it… I thought as Rizza suddenly reached down and turned the doorknob revealing a strange, stagnant place with absolutely no color. Hues of black, grey, and white cascaded across this vast empty space where no ground or sky appeared to exist. Several faces appeared out of nowhere and began pressing themselves into the fabrics of their reality, creating dull silhouettes on the other side of the door. They desperately tried to force their way through the colorless sea of nothing, each releasing a gasping scream which made it through the doorway and echoed off the walls of Rizza's house. Just as they closed the distance to the door, Rizza slammed it shut and glanced at me quickly with a coy grin.   “Oops, wrong door.” She said playfully as we walked forward two more doors before she stopped. “This is it, Kid. Last stop before you start to have an idea of what you’re doing.” She said as I frowned in response. I wiped the sweat forming above my brow.   “Wrong door? Are they all like that?” I asked in terror as she laughed out loud.