#from despair to where

[despair2me]

[conscience-killer]

I was tagged by @prince-luffy who is a very good egg. Also I'm in a waffling mood so there may be waffling. I might also be drunk.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

25. Eight years of writing. Twenty-fucking-five. That's pretty pathetic lol.

2. What’s your total word count?

112,442. Almost a novel. Probably. It's a lot of cocks either way.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Always Sunny currently, Preacher and Gotham in the past.

4. Top 5 fics by kudos:

1 - The Bird and the Worm

2 - Checkmate

3 - From Despair to Where

4 - Nice Guys Finish Last

5 - Lost Souls Forever

All Gotham, although Figure It Out is almost catching up with LSF which makes me happy. There's quite a bit of of novice cringe in that list, so click at your own peril. I guess we all had to learn somewhere.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Where Did You Sleep Last Night? for sure. Honourable mentions to Comeback Kid and Time to Pretend, though.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All His Suits Are Torn. :)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nah. Never written for a popular enough fandom.

9. Do you write smut?

Does the Pope shit in the woods?

10. Do you write crossovers?

Never fancied it. I've always preferred to stick as close to canon as I can. Alternate scenarios to episodes and scenes have always been my jam.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of. More gifs than I can count though, sigh.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Again, not that I'm aware of. Years ago someone asked to translate Checkmate (I think?) to another language but I never saw anything of it. Maybe I didn't look hard enough.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I don't think I ever would have considered co-writing if I'd never met @constant-sinner. Our styles and kinks and preferences just gel so well.

Please check out our most recent collab: My God Is the Sun. We hadn't worked together since Evol in 2019 and it still just flowed so nicely. I do love me some shameless plugs.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

You can pry Cricksden from my cold, dead hands. A third of their fics on ao3 are mine and that pleases me greatly.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

Father of All Motherfuckers was my only wip but it got shitcanned because I just didn't have the time (or the ideas, lol). Not If You Were the Last Junkie on Earth rose from its ashes and honestly I'm happy about that. I really enjoyed writing it. I have toyed with the idea of a set of confessional fics using some of its remnants too, but ehhh. Maybe.

16. What are your writing strengths?

As Raymond says, whimsical blasphemy.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I've never been a fan of dialogue. Some of my stories have masses of it which leads me to believe I was possessed by some sort of loquacious demonic entity at the time. Junkie had zero dialogue and that wasn't even a conscious decision, but goddamn it felt nice.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

If I could speak more than a few words of another language, sure.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Gotham.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Blasphemy (The Victimless Crime). It probably always will be. That fic helped me a lot and led to more fun than I could have ever envisioned. I owe it a motherfucking shitload.

tagging: @jessicorvus @bensonstablers and any other fic-writing mutual whose name may or may not have disappeared into my glass of Baileys. Salut.

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[annespooky]

NME Blog | 12 mai 2011

Manic Street Preachers, Gold Against The Soul Les fans des Manic Street Preachers me disent souvent à part brûler des photos de Richey Edwards, la manière la plus sûre de prouver que vous n’êtes pas fan du groupe, c’est d’aimer Gold Against The Soul. Continue reading Untitled

[melancholyflower]

NME Blog | 12 mai 2011

Manic Street Preachers, Gold Against The Soul Les fans des Manic Street Preachers me disent souvent à part brûler des photos de Richey Edwards, la manière la plus sûre de prouver que vous n’êtes pas fan du groupe, c’est d’aimer Gold Against The Soul. Continue reading Untitled

[guardianspirits13]

dank boy detectives,,,

anyways.

[nicklloydnow]

“Despair, more than any other feeling, establishes a correspondence between our being and the environment. In fact, despair requires a corresponding environment to such an extent that, if need be, it creates it. It invokes beauty only to pour the void into it. The emptiness of the soul is so vast, its cruel advance so inexorable, that any resistance to it is impossible. What would be left of paradise if it were seen from the viewpoint of despair? A graveyard of happiness.” - Emil Cioran, ‘Tears and Saints’ (1937)

[fluffylord]

Look how far I went, for fear of losing you.

[majimasleftasscheek]

kazumaji week 2024 - karaoke kings

oughhoughg matching outfits... 😩💖

[yukennico]

more afterlife moments, idea by

[starry-bi-sky]

*stares at disciple SQQ falling into the abyss au*

oh you are so "SY-is-SJ" coded. You are so "fell into the abyss and suddenly remembered that oh i've been Shen Jiu this whole time, not just Shen Yuan. we are one and the same". you are so 'crumbling under the weight of the system and being in the abyss and the despair of never really being free and having suffered in both lives' built. you are so 'scrambling to come to terms with your existence and battling with which life is really yours, only to realize that they both are'. You are primed for going off the rails.

I'm so normal about this guys. i promise.

[solreefs]

I have a vast pit of despair inside me at all times but I think I’m pretty happy other than that

[lleclerc]

iceman + his concern for maverick post-hop 31

[shira-ceres]

Drdttober Day 2 : Monster

[ravenxbones]

44 - Leonard Bones McCoy !

44. all-american bitch - olivia rodrigo

I GOT CLASS AND INTEGRITY, JUST LIKE A GODDAMN KENNEDY, I SWEAR!

I’M A PERFECT ALL-AMERICAN BITCH!

[funishment-time]

i desperately want more spin-offs like UDG where we're given the events of DR through Very Different points of view.

one idea i always enjoyed is a Protagonist completely disconnected from the main cast, who does not know or care that the Remnants were once innocent kids and will once again be (mostly) innocent kids, who is not invested in hope versus despair or whatever the fuck. they see terrorists and suffering and they want the Remnants dead.

battling big-ass Nekomaru is cool and all, but i'm thinking boss fights to agonize the player where you're chasing down non-fighters like Ibuki and Mahiru and you see a flash of who they used to be before delivering the blow. each time the protagonist has to be convinced to only knock them out, to let the FF deal with them. each time the protagonist has to tell themself that the infinite layers of grief they see in those young eyes are manipulative, false.

you don't know who Sato or Natsumi or Chiaki are. you know half your friends are gone and your city's exploded and you haven't heard from your partner in two months. you're able to split up the yakuza couple and, heavily injured and unable to move, the bodyguard woman with the sword yells for her boss. what was it? Inuhiko? Fuyuhiko? she reaches out. you swing the bat.

because it doesn't matter what they were: it only matters what they took from you, the Protagonist