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inconsideratekidney · 6 days ago

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11/3/24

holy guacamole. it's been a while.

here's something from one day i wrote about:

10/28/24:

i've spent so much time trying to act like i'm someone else. i want to have everyone else's styles instead of trying to embrace whatever i am. i need to just enjoy others' styles instead of wishing and yearning to be someone cooler, more nonchalant, stylish, confident, and put-together. i need to start saying that i like someone's outfit not because i wish i looked like them, but because i really enjoy their style and presence and wish for them to know they are appreciated even if it doesn't change the way they feel, just so that i can say to myself that i liked their outfit and am not envious of how they are confident and accomplished at embracing themselves.

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growing up i always wished i was born asian or born into an asian family. i suppose having a japanese best friend whose house was really clean and family was super nice and house was cool and had 3 floors including a basement and really good snacks all the time made me want an asian family. i also assumed every japanese household was like that. i think i just wish my family was like that. who knows what my friend's family was like behind closed doors but my friend and her sister always listened to their mom and seemed to have a lot of respect for their chores and anything their mom asked. definitely not something i did....i was a good kid, i just never was able to do my chores. i also never had friends over bc we were embarrassed of our apartment when i was growing up. my mom was embarrassed and i aligned with that opinion since she wasn't happy with me having ppl over. she wouldn't let me, lets be honest, that's why i thought i didn't like it. i loved that apartment and all of its quirks, but she disliked it. so i disliked it.

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having my own room across the hallway from my parents and my own bathroom is awesome. i definitely needed it for high school. in our old apartment, we only had one bathroom, one floor albeit, and i was content with that. i definitely needed my own bathroom and my own space away from my parents in high school, though. a door to slam, a bathroom to cry in at midnight, a bed to cry in at midnight far away from my parents, and a desk. for the love of all things i needed a desk in my own room that i didn't have to walk all the way through my parents' bedroom or through a living and dining room to get to. i also didn't have to put my phone away at 10PM in a separate room like i did in middle school. that was a huge perk. i could use my phone all night if i wanted to! it was my free will! i never have and don't think i ever will, though--use my phone all night or pull an all-nighter altogether.

i was close to pulling an all-nighter in first year of college, but i went to sleep at 6AM against what people advised me not to do. i turned out fine. had a shitty next day sleep-wise, but it was fiiine.

i guess i did technically pull an all-nighter in Greece, though, because of being jet-lagged. however, i don't count that since i napped and was in a different country with a time difference. it was not on purpose is my point, or wasn't my choice to say the least. we had to keep moving and make dinner reservations for crying out loud. my mother would not let us miss a reservation.

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i overheard a conversation on the bus [the other day]. one comment a girl made got me thinking about my own scholastic career--she was saying how as a third year honor student she feels kinda iffy or bad about not having joined any school organizations yet. i said to myself, i haven't either as a third year student, is that required for honors students or is she just saying that in general? i had no idea but it made me think of all the things i wish i would have accomplished by now. makes me wonder if ill feel like i succeeded at all of my goals for these 5 years.

looking back on this bit that i wrote last week, i have since decided that i will switch my second major to a minor because man this shit is hard. i don't care enough about research to pursue it that diligently. i would much rather have a minor where i can do all of the fun stuff and people can see that i have a minor in psychology and say, "oh, okay, she's cool, she's into psychology, but she doesn't have a degree so we can't expect her to do research as profusely." exactly what i want. i want a lower expectation or none at all. i do enjoy psychology, but it isn't really working out mental-wise or time-wise for that matter. i am going bonkers each and every day and i truly cannot waste my time like this for longer if i want to stay sane and also get my degree. i don't particularly know anyone who does stay sane throughout their entire scholastic career, though. it's a wonder.

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hopefully i can be reevaluated for my ADD and actually figure out some resources within my own mind to help mitigate and manage my anxiety and racing thoughts. hopefully i will get to talk to a therapist and stop yapping the yap on here. i do enjoy writing very much, so i hope this is not eliminated. therapy isn't consistent and also won't cure me, so hold your horses cuz i'll still be here.

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i am so eepy. i felt bad for not posting this week because i really wanted to write this whole time, but i had wanted to finish all my late work and regular work before posting, but i still haven't finished my late work and it's sunday and i wanted to post this past week, so here you all go. it's not perfect and it's 5 days late. oopsies...but i am posting now because i enjoy it and wanted to give myself a little redo. i will do better this week, not because i have to, but because i want to. and you should too. all of y'all struggling like me, you got this and will continue to got this. we're all in this together. say it with me. okay now get to shleeping or waking up and getting your day going whenever you are reading this.

love you all,

goodnight,

kD ,':{> (mustache and eyebrows from when i was the lorax for halloween)

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thirteenemeraldcats · 6 months ago

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Answer the questions and tag five fanfiction authors you know!

tagged by the terrifyingly talented @kvetchinglyneurotic and the impossibly incredible @sighonaraa

1. How many fandoms have you written in?

One! Uno! Eins! All of the ridiculously emotionally evocative writers in the Ted Lasso fandom completely broke my brain and launched me into the undiscovered country (fic writing).

2. How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

Since January, so about .3 years 🤗

3. Do you read or write more fanfiction?

Definitely read. I am perpetually mentally exhausted in my free time and usually can't concentrate enough to write. That being said I also haven't had much time to READ fic lately. So. Help???

4. What is one way you've improved as a writer?

Hmmmm. I'd say embracing the draft process? When I started writing fic (OH SO LONG AGO I KNOW) I was very 'this needs to be good' and now I'm appreciating the 'this needs to be FUNCTIONAL' mindset more.

5. What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Definitely not weird BUT I did accidentally fall down a research spiral for ONE WORD in 'i learned to walk while he was away'. For context: I am not Jewish, but I head-canon Roy as Jewish and there is ONE LINE that references this in that fic. I wanted to double check if there was any significance to the different spellings of Hanukkah, lest I accidentally step on a cultural landmine. Cut to a day later where I'd fallen deep, deep down an equally enjoyable and educational rabbit hole about Jewish holidays, (fostered my ongoing vendetta against the English language,) and found a Jewish bakery that's local to me because I wanted to try Challah very badly. (It was great.) (There is not a large Jewish population where I live [in case that wasn't obvious] I'm blaming my now-semi-remedied culture blindness on that. But Em, you took an elective on world religion in University? SHUT UP I KNOW.)

6. What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

ANY COMMENT. I made an ao3 account last year because I wanted to not lurk quite so much, stop being a 'consumer' of fan-creations, and LEAVE SOME COMMENTS. And I'd seen authors talk about how great getting them was but holy guacamole nothing could have prepared me for the feeling of people liking something I wrote enough to leave a comment or a heart or an 'ah'.

7. What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

Errrrrrrr. I guess just gen-fic? Looking at the numbers of ship-fic in the archive, it certainly feels fringe-esque to write gen.

8. What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

I was going to say 'short' because things just keep happening when I try to write succinct outlines (somehow NONE OF THOSE 'THINGS' ARE PLOT), but after applying a bit more scrutiny to anything I've ever written; it's action. Fast-paced action. I don't know her.

9. What is the easiest type?

Assorted emotional whacks! When I was writing original fiction a solid decade ago as a teen-bean I favoured physical-whump, me now has found it a lot easier to write emotional-whump. Not sure why??? But here we are. (Either way someone's suffering.)

10. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Okay this is actually a very involved story that I might tell later, but I just changed what platform I was using. SO! As of about a week ago I've been writing on google docs. Beyond that, it's a laptop/couch combo whenever I have the brain power (which is almost never 😭).

11. What is something you've been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

OOOF. There are a few wips in the assorted-mountainous-pile of non-active development that are. Heavy. Heavier than the various fics/wips I've published/am actively poking at. I'd like to write them one day but I am also very 'hmm' when I look at them.

12. What made you choose your username?

So 'Em' is a real-life nickname, smash that together with my love of the colour green and tada! You get 'emerald'. 'Cats' is about... cats. I am obsessed with the little creatures, despite never owning one. (Initially I spelt it as 'kat'- no idea why??? I think I just like the letter 'k'???? Potassium?????????? B A N A N A???????????????) And 'thirteen' is my favourite number, just because I find the concept of a number being considered 'unlucky' hysterical and the idea that some airlines genuinely leave out a row thirteen because of superstition always makes me grin like an idiot. The order is purely because I like the image of a bunch of green cats running around together.

I have done a quick investigation and everyone I know has either already done this or already been tagged. (I have once again shown up two days late with iced-coffee to a tag-game. [At least I showed up, I forgot to do like three of these things despite loving them, I'M SORRY 😭])

If anyone sees this and they HAVEN'T been tagged, consider this your green-for-go flag and feel free to tag me as your tagger.

#THANK YOU BELOVEDS #feel very lucky to have stumbled onto this corner of the internet/fandom/world(??) full of such amazing people #always grateful for you all #tag game #writing tag

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contentment-of-cats · 1 year ago

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Part I

I cannot think of anyone I would rather have at my side, as we walk our measured miles down the winding road of life (yours being FAR more tenuous than mine) Nonetheless, here we are with you lighting the way as we navigate illness, cats, and fandom. Since you’re so old - ancient even (not so inside joke😆) I have the pleasure of accessing your - WHUT?!- 30 years of fandom activity.

Holy guacamole 🥑!

Welcome, my friend, as this is the first time I have had the pleasure of inviting you to my imaginary easy chairs over here at the Asker’s Studio™️ (cats are extra welcome here)

This is probably going to be in two parts. In this first installment, I would like you to give us your history:

How did you enter fan fiction?

What was the medium? Did you participate in Zines?

Please list the fandoms. What were your experiences/favorites?

Did you have anywhere like A03 to post your fics?

Do you still have any connections from back in the early days?

Included in your history, I would be curious to know if you attended any comic-cons, gatherings, etc.

Bonus: Is it true that in the early days, people used their real names?

***

We will end the first half with the overview. The second half of the interview will deal with the growing pains of Fandom: Censorship, Fandom lifecycles, Media transitions, pitfalls (Dark Fandom), and lessons learned.

This has been a long time coming. I’m thrilled to see it come to fruition.

Ahhh! It's great to find this in my inbox this morning. Thank you so much for asking me.

I'm so happy you're feeling better. The measured miles are thoughtful ones, and good for clearing out the crap, but also for finding out who is willing to walk them with you. I'm blessed to have you and other ride or die folks with me. Man, I am Old, not just Fandom Old, but within hailing distance of sixty! No sin in Old, there are a lot of folks who don't make it. I'm blessed there, too, to have the extra time that I do. Let me get comfy in that easy chair, sip my coffee and cuddle a cat.

How did you enter fan fiction?

I became aware of fan fiction and fan works when I was in middle school. My hometown had a great record store, and I'd go in on Fridays with my allowance and whatever kid-work money I had. My Walkman was a constant companion, and I'd buy cassettes and records, then go down the street to the newsstand for comics. One day, I went in and there was a Star Trek mimeographed 'zine - someone cut a mimeograph stencil and inked it. I picked it up, it was the same price as a comic book, but it had stories - some that I should not have been reading in middle school, but I did!

Side note. I remembered reading Spock: Messiah in a zine before it came out as a book. Everyone tells me that no zine would publish something that godawful

It's weird, but now I look back and think that it was someone working in a school. Could have even been one of my teachers. Photo copiers were huge and expensive back then, most schools didn't have them. Those zines were something I anticipated as a kid - and my mother trashed the lot when she found them. Of course, some never put out more than one issue, but the record store soon became the zine store.

I'd always told stories in my head as a kid, but I didn't start writing until I took a creative writing class as an extracurricular in high school. Fan fiction writing for me didn't enter the picture until the start of the internet (at $2.50 a minute on a dialup modem and pre-Windows 95) and I fell into fandom as an activity on Usenet. I think my first fanfic was a Skinner/Scully from X-Files about 1994. I wrote pretty regularly in that pairing, but the fics, the archives, and the e-Groups/Yahoo Groups are long gone.

What was the medium? Did you participate in Zines?

My first fics went to a Usenet group, and then after that to a Skinner/Scully e-Group. I submitted to a couple of archives, too.

I didn't participate in zines, but I did read whenever I could get my hands on one. I stashed them in the attic under one of the floorboards with my comic books and the bodice-ripper romances.

Please list the fandoms. What were your experiences/favorites?

Nancy Drew books were my first fandom. Little House on the Prairie books, too, but I really loved Nancy. Comics - Archie, Wonder Woman, Dr. Strange, and I casually read about a half dozen others. Of course I loved my Saturday morning shows. The after-school specials were too preachy and I hated them. I wished for a magic box to record all my shows so I didn't have to pick and choose - the betamax was out and OMG so expensive. Mom was not going to cough up that kind of money just to record cartoons and kids shows.

My first visual media fandom was Star Trek which I started watching when it was in syndication. I think I was seven or eight? I bought the books long into the early 80s. Space:1999 was next, Star Wars was after that. I know I picked up the zine before the movie came out. Battlestar: Galactica was a favorite and had its own zine.

Then there was a long lull where I was just too jammed with messy family stuff, school, and extracurriculars that kept me out of the house. At fifteen, I started a paycheck job. I didn't really get into being a fan again until ST:TNG, X-Files, and Heir to the Empire. I was in the Harry Potter and Black Butler fandoms, and also wrote in Doctor Who, Sherlock, and Star Trek's reset movie. Fandoms after that were Stargate (movie and SG1), ST:TNG, Babylon 5, Star Trek: Voyager, Sliders, Farscape, Firefly, all of the Star Wars original trilogies (do not talk to me about the sequels), some of the books, and naturally the two latest Thrawn trilogies. I've enjoyed The Mandalorian, Andor, the Bad Batch, and have idly been watching Rebels and The Clone Wars.

Did you have anywhere like A03 to post your fics?

Back in the Ancient Times, there was only Usenet. Then people started posting to e-Groups, Yahoo Groups, and Listserv. Public fanfic didn't really take off until people could make their own sites - think Geocities, Angelfire and so on. People made sites for their own fic, or started archives. Fanfiction.net came along in 1998 and was a HUGE development - anyone could post whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted to do it! You didn't have to submit to an archive, didn't have to format the html. You just uploaded it!

There were a lot of copycats, especially after FF.net went after the porn, but Live Journal gave the authors a place to post fic themselves, and have a social media interaction. It was heaven - until it wasn't. Archive of Our Own grew out of Live Journal and the repeated crackdowns on smut and slash and launched in 2008. I've been there ever since.

Do you still have any connections from back in the early days?

I still have one friend and collaborator that I've known since early 2000's. We talk most nights and have been through a lot together.

Included in your history, I would be curious to know if you attended any comic-cons, gatherings, etc.

Cons and gatherings always required resources that I never had at the same time. If I ever had the time or the money at the same time, I'd go. I used to go to Comic-Con in Pasadena back when it was just a comic and collector's show.

Bonus: Is it true that in the early days, people used their real names?

It depended on the circumstances. Almost everyone online used a pseudonym. In the 'zine days, the circles were smaller and many people used their real names, unless it was smutty.

#asker's studio #aaaaaaaaaaaa #fandom old #i forgot so much shit until you asked me about it

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birdy-bat-writes · 2 years ago

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I did get to! And I was in the process of reblogging with all my thoughts (and screams) last night when my phone started to die so I left it in my drafts to past today so here it is😁:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH Emily, why am already in love with this???? I know we’re not even into the meat and potatoes of the story yet but holy guacamole, I can already FEEL the chemistry!!!! First off, Noah sounds adorable and I have a feeling you’re fantastic with kids by the way you wrote that interaction!! Also, thanks a lot for the incredulous amounts of baby fever you ignited within me with that😭😭😭🫠🫠🫠 did you really have to go so hard with the adoring single dad and his lovable little son like???? Can I have his children now please??? I’m blaming you for all my simping 🫵🏼🫵🏼🫵🏼🫵🏼🫵🏼

But I’m LIVING for how Bradley’s already down bad for the Babysitter! And I just KNOW she won’t be giving him and easy time🤭👀 knowing him, that’ll probably make him fall harder. I genuinely kicked my feet around reading this omg, I can’t wait for the next part!!!!! I don’t think I’ve ever gotten attached to a story this fast😆😆😆 I’m such a sucker for babysitter!reader stories. AND PHEONIX??? She’s absolutely one to tease him about this. I can also just picture Hangman’s reaction to Rooster having a dating app profile💀💀💀

I’m loving everything about this.

The Younger Kind Part 1 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: As a single dad trying to start dating again, Bradley feels like he's constantly running in circles. Hiring a twenty-four year old student to babysit should have made things easier, but no matter how hard he fights it, you're too irresistible to stay away from.

Warnings: Angst, swearing, fluff, and age gap (eventually 18+)

Length: 3300 words

Pairing: Single dad!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x babysitter!female reader

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Bradley cradled his forehead in his hands as he leaned against the bar. He hated being interrogated like this. He knew it was coming eventually, but he really wasn't expecting it today.

"You need a babysitter?" Nat asked with vivid interest. "Who are you going on a date with?"

He groaned. "What makes you think I need a babysitter so I can go on a date? Maybe I just need a couple hours to myself."

Nat rolled her eyes. "Because when you need an hour or two to yourself, you always ask me if I can come over and stay with Noah. And I always oblige, because I am the best person you know. So this must be something else. Who is it?"

"Rebel asked me out," Bradley murmured, looking at his friend out of the corner of his eye.

"Rebel! She's only been at Top Gun for a week!" Nat said, eyes wide as she examined his face. "She literally arrived from Lemoore seven days ago, and she already made a move on you? Damn, some of these pilots are quick."

"She just asked me out for coffee. I only said yes, because you keep telling me I should start dating again!"

"Well, you should start dating again. But I figured you'd download an app, find some cute women and get your rocks off. Not go on a date with a coworker!" Nat said, exasperated.

Bradley just gaped at her as Penny dropped off two more beers. "I haven't done this in a while. Forgive me for not knowing precisely what you intended for me to do here, Nat," he said with a massive eye roll.

She turned her nose up at him. "You're forgiven. But you need to give me your phone," she said, holding out her hand.

"For what?" he asked skeptically.

"Just gimme."

Bradley handed it to her and she entered his passcode from memory. "Just don't order anything on my Amazon account, okay? I like my Hawaiian shirts just fine, and I donated all the shit you charged to my credit card last time."

"I'm not ordering you new clothes," she scoffed, tapping away on his screen. "I'm solving all your problems. Now look at me and smile."

Bradley glared at her instead as she snapped a few photos. "These look terrible," she mumbled under her breath as she switched to her own phone. "I have one where you look halfway decent... oh, here it is."

Then she was back on his phone again, and he just gave up trying to understand half of what she did when she wasn't in the air with him.

"Nat, I just don't know that I'll ever get serious with anyone again. Meredith kind of ruined that for me."

Nat was scrolling along on his phone as she said, "Meredith was a flaming asshat. I never liked her. The best thing she ever did was get pregnant with Noah and then dump you."

Bradley was back to cradling his head in his hand. He did not like thinking about the fact that his ex bailed on him and their son when he was just a few months old. It made him feel sick. And now he was partening alone, which was harder than anything he had ever done.

"Shit," Bradley said, checking his watch. "I need to pick Noah up from daycare. Give me my phone," he said before finishing the last sip of his beer.

"I'm not done yet," Nat mumbled, a frightening grin creeping across her face. "Just one more minute."

Bradley thought about texting Rebel and canceling their tentative coffee date. Nat was probably right about dating another aviator. He didn't even know her actual first name, and she only ever called Bradley Rooster. What the hell kind of weird date would that be like? Talking Super Hornet specs? Comparing tales of punching out and parachute deployments?

He listened to a rapid string of alerts from his phone. "Is someone texting me?" he asked, reaching for his phone. "That's a lot of alerts. Is it Noah's daycare?"

But Nat was holding his phone tight and grinning. "Not texts. Women. Women who think you are cute and like your dating profile."

His eyes went wide. "What the fuck did you do?" he asked, his voice deadly calm.

"Got you about ten dates if you want them. You're welcome," she said, handing his phone back to him.

He scrolled through all of the profiles on his screen. "What am I looking at exactly?"

"Well, here's your profile. I used the only decent photos of you in existence. And that's your bio."

Bradley squinted at the screen. "All it says is that I'm 36, a naval aviator, and I like working out. And I have golden retriever energy? What the hell does that mean?"

"It means you're energetic. They'll take that to mean in the bedroom."

"Jesus, Nat. Shouldn't I disclose important things? Like the fact that I'm a dad?"

She shook her head. "Not yet. That's second date material. They are going to want to size you up and see if you're a daddy before they need to know that you're a dad."

He shoved his phone in his pocket as he stood. "I don't have time for this," he grunted, pulling out his wallet and waving at Penny. "If I don't find a babysitter, none of this is going to make any difference anyway."

Penny took his credit card and then paused. "You need a babysitter for Noah? Mav and I can watch him if you need a break, you know that, right?"

Bradley sighed. "Thanks Pen. Yeah, I know that. I'm just looking for something a little more regular. Gonna try dating again," he said, glaring at Nat out of the corner of his eye.

"I might know someone who would be interested," Penny said, handing the card back to Bradley. "She's a student in her early twenties, I guess. Really smart and seems sweet. Noah would probably like her. She's in classes during the day, but she was looking to babysit at night."

"How do you know her?" Bradley asked, already hesitant to leave his kid alone with a stranger.

"She's renting a house on my street. I ran into her a few times, and we got to talking. She fed Luna, watered my plants, and got the mail when I took Amelia sailing."

Nat placed her hand on his arm. "I know this is a big step, but you could meet her first before you offer her the job."

Bradley stroked his mustache. "Any chance she would come over and meet me and Noah? So I can make sure she's not creepy?" he asked Penny.

Penny just laughed. "She's not creepy. How about I give her your number if she says she's interested in watching Noah."

"Sounds good," Bradley replied quickly, barely listening to Penny now. "I need to go pick him up. Bye, Nat."

"Don't forget to swipe through all your matches!" she called after him.

He just waved and made his way to his Bronco. Bradley always felt like he was running all over the place. As much as it bothered him to take Noah to daycare on a Saturday, he felt like he was losing his grip on his life. His friends rarely ever remembered to invite him to the Hard Deck, correctly assuming he wouldn't be able to go. But it would still be nice to be invited.

Everything felt impossible on his own. He wasn't getting enough sleep. As soon as Noah went to bed, it was a race to try to get every chore finished. Then he had to wake up an hour earlier to insure he had time to get Noah ready and dropped off at daycare on time. Every day was a damn marathon, and he really wished he could get some help.

He would never ever admit it to Nat, but he was lonely. Just the idea of getting to spend an evening eating dinner with a woman practically had him popping a boner. Having the chance to get to know someone again, get to have sex again? He couldn't think about it too long. He'd been spending so much time with his right hand and his imagination.

As he pulled into the daycare parking lot, he sighed. This was the reason he had forfeited dating. His son. His adorable, perfect son.

"Ready to go?" he asked, and Noach climbed up into his arms.

"Yep, daddy," he said, and Bradley carried him out after thanking the daycare staff.

"Let's get home and eat dinner," Bradley said, pushing Noah's dark curls away from his forehead and kissing him.

And this was the reason Bradley would only ever consider dating someone who liked kids and didn't mind dating a single dad. In spite of the daycare schedule, and the exhaustion and loneliness, Noah was his top priority.

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You were just getting back from class and unloading your books from your car when you saw Penny waving to you from her mailbox. As soon as you waved awkwardly with your arms full, she was heading your way.

"Hey, Penny," you said as she walked up your driveway.

"I wanted to chat for a minute. Is it a bad time?" she asked, eyeing up everything in your arms.

You nodded toward the house. "Come inside so I can set everything down."

She followed you in, already going on about someone named Bradley. "He's sweet, and he has an adorable three year old son named Noah. They are looking for a reliable sitter, and I know you mentioned an interest."

"Oh," you replied, dumping everything onto your couch. "This Bradley guy? He's not creepy or anything, right?"

Penny laughed. "He asked the same about you. He's very hesitant to let a stranger watch Noah, but I told him I'd give you his number if you wanted to contact him. Maybe you could just go meet them one day. He's not creepy. He works with Pete. And I swear Noah is irresistable."

You sighed. You really needed some extra income. And you loved kids. And you'd probably be able to study after Noah went to bed for the night. As long as this Bradley wasn't giving off weird vibes, you'd probably want the job.

"Okay, I'll take his number," you said, and soon you were adding Bradley Bradshaw to your contacts. "Thanks, Penny. Hopefully this will work out."

You got lost in your research for the rest of the day on Saturday, and purposely avoided returning texts from Greyson. He only wanted to see you when you were too busy, and he never wanted to see you when you had time for him.

"He's being a douchebag," you whispered as you scrolled through the idiotic things he was sending you.

Then you opened a new conversation and typed out a draft to this Bradley guy.

Hi, I got your number from Penny Benjamin. She told me you're looking for a reliable babysitter. Any chance you have some free time so I can meet you and your son?

It was late, so you decided to let it sit in your drafts until the following morning. But apparently it wasn't too late for Greyson, who was now asking if you wanted him to send you a dick pic.

You switched your phone to do not disturb mode after telling him that you would really appreciate it if he didn't send you one. Then you went to bed and dozed off fantasizing about dating a guy who acted like an adult.

It was so late when you woke up, you decided to skip breakfast and just make yourself lunch. When you switched your phone back to receive messages, you were flooded with a bunch, mostly from Greyson. Luckily there was no dick pic to speak of, but he'd sent you a bunch of nonsense while he was probably drunk or high.

Then you noticed the draft to Bradley Bradshaw, so you hit send on that one. You had a reply from him before you were even done making a sandwich.

Bradley Bradshaw: Yes, I am looking for a sitter for my son Noah. Penny highly recommended you. I can make time to meet you whenever you are free. Just to be clear, I want to make sure Noah and I are both comfortable around you before proceeding.

You rolled your eyes. A grown adult man should not be as concerned about you as you should be about him. But, you could see where he was coming from about the prospect of letting a stranger stay with his son. So you replied and started eating your sandwich.

I could stop by this evening to meet you both if you're free.

He wrote back quickly again.

Bradley Bradshaw: That would be great. Anytime after 4. I'll attach my address.

If this guy was creepy or if his son was weird, Penny was going to be hearing about it for the rest of the year.

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Bradley was just cooking dinner while Noah sat in his high chair coloring, when he heard his doorbell ring. "That might be your potential babysitter, bub," Bradley told him, kissing the top of his head as he grabbed a dish towel and headed for the front door while drying his hands.

But Bradley almost dropped the towel when he opened the door and got a look at you. As your wide eyes drifted up his body and landed on his face, you smiled up at him.

"Mr. Bradshaw?"

You were stunning. Beautiful, and so fucking young. He swallowed against the saliva pooling in his mouth. Oh shit.

"Uh, yeah. Hi," he managed, moving out of the doorway so you could step past him and into the living room. "Thanks for coming."

"No problem," you said with a shrug. "I'm looking forward to meeting Noah." You brushed past Bradley, and he closed his eyes. Your lip gloss was distractingly shiny. You smelled like beach grass or wildflowers. You looked like you were barely old enough to drink.

"He's in the kitchen," Bradley rasped, trying to pull himself together. "Back this way."

You followed Bradley through the house, and as soon as you saw his son sitting in the high chair, you went right to him.

"Hey, Noah! What are you coloring?"

"Dinosaurs," Noah told you, holding out a pink crayon.

"Cool. I love pink dinosaurs," you replied, starting to color a pterodactyl on the page next to the one he was working on.

"Me too. I like pink and blue dinosaurs the best," he replied.

Bradley watched you interacting with Noah. You seemed sweet, coloring each dinosaur the color he requested. When Noah mispronounced your name, you just laughed and told him he could call you that.

When you bent down to retrieve a yellow crayon as it rolled across the floor, Bradley got an excellent view of the backs of your bare thighs as your sundress rode up. He dropped the spatula into the pan, nearly burning himself. He was also nearly burning his dinner.

"Shit," he mumbled as you turned to smile at him before handing the crayon back to Noah.

"What else do you like to do? Besides color?" you asked.

Noah started telling you all about drawing with chalk and playing with bubbles outside. "I like snacks and movies. And hiking."

Bradley laughed. "By hiking he means walking around the block if I make it home from work before it's dark out."

"Oh," you said. "I can take you on a hike one day, Noah. I like hiking around the block, too. Maybe we can collect some things like rocks and leaves."

Bradley listened to Noah tell you about some particularly good rocks he had found last week, and you somehow responded in just the right way.

"You're in the navy?" you eventually asked Bradley, shrugging out of your denim jacket in the hot kitchen, giving Bradley a view of even more of your flawless skin. "Like Pete?"

He cleared his throat, mixing everything in the pan on the stove. "Yeah, I work with him. I'm an aviator."

"Do you want me to call you by your rank? Instead of Mr. Bradshaw?"

Bradley had to press his lips together, a little scared to know what hearing you call him Lieutenant Bradshaw would do to him. "You can just call me Bradley."

"Okay, Bradley," you said, and unfortunately that did something to him too. "You've got a cute kid. I think Noah and I could have a lot of fun together."

"How old are you?" The words were out of Bradley's mouth before he could rethink them. He almost sounded accusatory, but really he needed to know how bad it was that he couldn't stop looking at your legs.

"Twenty-four," you replied casually.

Jesus. He was twelve years older than you. But you looked even younger than that. Sweet. Too innocent.

"I'm in grad school for nursing," you continued. "I'm certified in CPR, and I can treat injuries. I know how to swim. I'm free every day starting at 4. You can run a background check on me if you want to."

Noah looked up at you and asked if you wanted to build blocks with him, and Bradley knew he already felt comfortable enough to leave his son with you while he went on a date with Rebel.

He could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. He hadn't taken the time to figure out how to use the dating app that Nat installed, and he was being inundated with matches and messages. He also hadn't given Rebel, whose first name was Grace, a solid answer about when he could get coffee with her.

But for some reason, in spite of the laundry list of women from the app who were interested in going on a date with him, he couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Bradley asked as you built a block tower with Noah on the high chair tray.

"Oh, no. That's nice of you to ask, but I don't want to crash your meal," you told him over your shoulder. "Here, put this little block on the top. Let's see if we can make it stay," you told Noah, keeping your hands around the sides of the tower until he successfully set down the last piece. Then you tossed your hands into the air and cheered.

Noah turned and looked at you in surprise and you just laughed. "You're good at coloring and blocks?" He just giggled, and soon you were both knocking down the tower and starting over.

As Bradley scraped his half burned dinner onto a plate, he felt a little disappointed that you were grabbing your jacket and getting ready to leave. Noah looked a little sad, too.

"Well," Bradley told you, watching you gracefully shrug into your jacket, "you're hired if you think you can put up with the two of us."

You laughed and took a step closer to him. "Noah? He seems like an angel. You on the other hand?"

Bradley's eyes went wide, and you just laughed harder.

"Only kidding! I'm sure I'll be able to put up with both of you if you think you can put up with me."

You were young and beautiful, and for some reason Bradley wanted to feed you dinner, even though the food he made looked barely edible.

"I don't think that will be a problem."

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greycappedjester · 3 years ago

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i dont normally do this kinda thing but!!! your sengen hanahaki fic really moved me and i wanted to say smth!

if i may first compliment the writing itself; oh my gosh did you just. perfectly balance the wittiness, the emotional and reflective bits, the — everything. when i tell you i was taking screenshots and constantly sending scenes to my friends in the span of ~2 days i binged this fic…. wow. i feel often times many writers can forsake characters for the sake of writing an emotional scene, esp when it comes to those two. not to say i don’t still enjoy it, because i most certainly do, but you were able to keep those two’s character to heart whilst writing this and . oh my goodness me,,,, i was honestly absolutely delighted. the fact although gen has a huge hold on his emotions + others (for the most part, anyway) he is most certainly more rational than not and ,, ok i can go on forever. i absolutely ADORED every chapter. i felt so giddy during some scenes and absolutely distraught in some others. so good. i quite enjoyed.

but on the other hand, i wanted to thank you. one of my greatest anxieties is revolves around the lack of assurance and uhh,,, guarantee of love in the future. not sure exactly how to word it. i was struggling a lot with this lately and the way i had attempted to reassure myself was through notions such as fate and destiny and whatnot. which only served to fuel the anxiety as i felt as though i was lying. i really hope this doesn’t seem like a dump because what i’m trying to say is!!!!!! the way you wrote gen and his struggle and emotional development. reading through it all honestly helped me work through a lot of it somehow. not all of it, obviously, but i feel a lot more at ease now. it is,, i want to say rare but i don’t think a piece of like . fanfiction or anything similar has moved me in that way before. so, i wanted to thank you. because it honestly means a lot to me even if you weren’t aware of what you were doing.

alas, my brainrot for the way you wrote two of my favorite homosexuals will likely continue. however i really wanted to say HOLY SHIT that was a good fic. like holy guacamole.

This is quite honestly one of the nicest asks I've ever gotten. Thank you.

It just legitimately means so much to me that my story could help your anxieties in any way. And, actually, part of the theme for that Walking With My Eyes Open came from a conversation I was having with my own therapist about the difference between faith (a choice) and belief. That's what originally gave me the idea to start thinking about fate versus faith in the story and how love is more a choice within human means to hold/make. Not sure if this is what other people read out in the story (I'm always big on any piece of writing having multiple interpretations based on whoever is reading is enjoys taking out of it); but, for me, that's one of the reasons I was inspired to write it.

So...just yeah, I'm just happy you enjoyed it and it could help in whatever way it could. Thank you once again for letting me know.

#wwmeo

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ds9official · 3 years ago

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Heyyy so uh. How would one go about getting into star trek? All the posts i see you make and reblog about it have piqued my interest but i look at the franchise and holy fucking guacamole there is a lot going on. Where do I start? Do i have to watch one show before I can understand another? Do i need to watch the movies? Have this image of my dog. Completely unrelated to the ask but i think she's cute and you should see her

first of all your dog is so cute and i love her so much

second of all i am BY NO MEANS an expert and my lovely star trek mutuals might disagree with me abt if this was a GOOD order but this is the order i watched star trek in

1. the next generation

2. deep space nine

3. voyager (not finished w this one)

4. the original series (not finished)

5. the new ones (not finished :3 i’m bad at finishing shows)

with some of the movies sprinkled in whenever.

the nice thing abt star trek is you basically don’t need any prior knowledge to watch/understand/enjoy .. any of it. i started watching it when i was very little because my dad loves star trek and i’d watch with him, and we started with TNG because it was most appealing to me as a nine-year-old. the plot arcs (??) are mostly contained to one or two episode chunks, so you don’t really need to get into a specific storyline, you just enjoy the characters as they do shit :3 ds9 and voyager both have plots that actually have season+ long arcs, which is fun too!

HOWEVER. if you start watching with TNG like i did, please make the same move that my dad did when showing tng to me which is to SKIP EPS 3 AND 4. 3 is an homage i guess to a TOS episode, but it has a lot of sexual . things . which is fine i guess but i do not enjoy. 4 is straight up a racist piece of shit. it’s a terrible episode. it won’t make you want to like star trek. as i’m typing it out, i’m realizing i’m not selling this show so great. it is a very good show but it also has a rough history and was made by DEEPLY flawed individuals. DEEPLY. so that is also something to keep in mind when watching!

okay time for subjective tastes:

-i prefer tng to original series (controversial take tbh and it might just be for the nostalgia value but also) because tng is a bit faster paced, in general.

-my favorite is DS9 which is also kind of a controversial take bcus it was so unlike previous star treks (taking place on a station instead of a ship)

-the movies are mostly pointless. i don’t really like movies in general tho so :// the one that isn’t pointless is Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. that one has original series cast and also whales. it wants you to have watched the previous movies but i watched it without having watched movies I-III and it didn’t kill my watching experience. i would recommend watching some TOS b4 watching any movies w that cast tho.

-ds9 and voy should be watched in order. also the new ones probably i haven’t seen most of them. TNG and TOS are totally fine to skip around in, that’s how i watch them anyway

-a lot of star trek is pretty slow paced (again, cant speak on the new shit so ??) so i like to multitask when watching :3 crocheting pairs very well with star trek

OKAY THIS WAS VERY LONG BUT HERE ARE THE FINAL SUMMARY POINTS: 1. there are a lot of opinions on how star trek should be watched, but they pretty much don’t matter. 2. watching the show before the movie with the same cast is probably a good idea, but it also doesn’t really matter. 3. keep in mind that a lot of people involved in creating star trek were shitheads 4. there is so much star trek. skip around between shows and see what you like! there is no wrong way to enjoy a show :,)

i hope that this was helpful !! sorry i wrote so MUCH i love star trek and i hope u start watchin and like it!! keep me updated :3

#asks #star trek #to remember #i’m kinda proud of myself for how much i wrote LOL #sundancin mutual beloved

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fishybehavior · 4 years ago

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46?

They have amnesia?

So uh, I’ve been writing a lot of serious amnesia stuff recently, so this one is going to be rather silly. I hope you find this funny, cause I was giggling when I wrote this.

Kai, Cole, Zane, Jay

Kai woke up in a room with three other guys, (five feet apart cause he’s still in the closet). Kai felt that he was forgetting something, probably because his last memory was at the forge trying to make a sword.

“Holy guacamole, who are you, people?!?”

“Uhh, well I’m Jay. Who are you?

“Cole, why is my arm glowing?”

“i’M mAdE oF MeTaL!?!?!”

“I think you are. . .”

“Is the robot gonna pass out?”

“Robots don’t pass out?

Suddenly the door opened and an old guy walked in. “Glad to see you awake.”

“Dude, did we get kidnapped by a grandpa? Lame. . .”

The old guy looked concerned, “Kidnapped?”

“Well, it's either that, or we have somehow forgotten years of adventures, bonds, and friendships through a mysterious yet malicious adversary, that would use this time to take advantage of this opportunity to create havoc. And the only way to restore our memories would be through going on an equally perilous journey where we find that we didn’t need a cure, but only to rekindle the bonds we created with one another.”

“Sounds time-consuming.”

“Also rather clique.”

“Well I can’t tonight, I’m having dinner with my folks at 6.”

“You have PARENTS?!?”

“Like both of them?”

“Yeah. . .”

“. . .”

“What are you having for dinner?”

“I dunno, knowing my mom, probably a roast. . .”

“. . .”

“Could we come over?”

“Honestly my parents wouldn’t mind.”

“Neat!”

“Score! Free food!”

“What is a roast?”

And with that, the four of them pushed past the old guy, who let them pass, following Jay out. Talking about dinner, as they headed towards the junkyard.

#ninjago #cringe #but i have no regrets #anon #thank you for the ask #this is probably really cringy #meh

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yorshie · 10 months ago

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Alright, gnawed on this for a bit, came back now that I think I have something to add that can stand next to Lucky and Spoon's writing holy guacamole you two, both of you wrote amazing stories and it felt like a train hit me each time. Really, really (that's two reallys), enjoyed reading both of those and I hope you like my addition.

Nonnie, thank you as well for feeding the well. Absolutely tragic that the trap at the top triggered and now you are down here with us. Truly a shame, but here's a Mikey nom-nom to make the pain of being stuck here in the well a bit better

It took a lot of give and take to get to this point.

Almost a year, if you really thought about it, eyeing Angelo as he stood before you in the low light, carefree face maskless for once and gaze soft as he looked you over.

You could feel the thoughts creeping in again, a little trail of appreciation for the planes of his face and the raised scales along the side of his throat that cajoled you to simply take him in instead of moving forward, and with a little sigh you turned from the mental path.

You reached out slowly, starting with a soft touch to his hand, an action that felt safe and familiar with the number of times you'd preformed it. His palm opened like the sun under your touch, letting you trace a careful finger over the fine lines between the finer scales.

Mikey's other hand rose to mirror your grip, cooler fingers turning your loosely clenched fist upwards and uncurling your fingers with a slow, gentle sweep of his thumb. His index finger pressed softly against each pad of your fingers before sweeping over the meat of your thumb and resting there, bracketing your wrist with his thumb on the other side.

You sighed out loud at the sensation, the sound shaky, and he soothed automatically, squeezing your arm gently in his grip.

"Only as far as you want, baby." He whispered lowly. "It's just us, kay?"

Instead of answering, you let your finger trail up his wrist, the side of your nail dragging over his skin.

Mikey slowly turned his arm, following the silent direction your finger was heading until you could press your palm flat against the larger scales covering the corded muscles of his forearm.

You lingered for a moment there, conscious of the fine shiver working through the muscle underneath your touch as you pet slowly over the inked lines and cheerful orange flowers covering his skin. You pressed firm against one of the larger flowers, earning a quick tic of jumping muscle and heavy beat of a pulse against the pad of your finger, and you smiled at the thought that maybe you weren't the only one fighting the feeling of being overwhelmed.

His following touch on your arm was lighter, more of a transition of grips as he worked his thumb up the inside of your wrist in little touches while his fingers kept the back of your arm stabilized. When you followed his silent cue to tip the inside of your elbow upwards, he pressed his thumb against the jumping pulse underneath the thin skin and hummed low in his throat.

You chanced a glance upwards at him, found his baby blues half-lidded and contemplative. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes briefly before slowly turning to check in with you.

You ducked your head before you could get trapped in his eyes, trailing your fingers higher up the swell of his bicep, exploring the dramatic curve of muscle that tightened and balled up reflexively at the little tickle you inadvertently caused. You stalled out at the top of his tattoo, slowly tapping in between two of the darker shaded dots. Your gaze skipped to the side and realized just how close the two of you had swayed together.

The hard keratin covering his chest was just beyond your nose, the breadth of his shoulders stretching to almost either side of your vision, creating a solid line of mottled green and brown that was bare of gear or other barrier. Just Mikey, taking deep, even breathes that kissed the top of your head, his soft touch a bare whisper as he moved up from your elbow to cup the back of your shoulder in a grounding touch.

You tilted up just enough to confirm he was watching you in turn, on the look out for any sign you needed to stop, needed him to step back. His hand was steady, a silent promise against your skin, that it was ok to stop at any time, for any reason.

You shivered, shoulder brushing against his chest in a little caress that raised the fine hair along your arm, but the cool sensation of him in front of you and his steadfast aura spurred you onwards.

Renewed, you pressed your palm flat against his shoulder, another shiver threatening the curve of your spine when he smoothed his hand in turn over your shoulder to drag his knuckles across the fine bones along your collar, mirroring your hand step for step until you cupped the side of his throat and his palm covered you from the beating pulse in your neck to the jumping skin just underneath your ear.

He took the oppurtunity to lean into the touch, reeling you inwards under the guide of his splayed grip until your foreheads touched and all you could see was the blue blue blue of his eyes.

"You good, sunshine?" Mikey asked, breath painting your nose and cheekbones with little kisses of sensation.

Instead of answering, you against turned to instinct, to want, to desire, stretching up on tip toes to press your mouth against his.

*crawls carefully over to a deep and foreboding gaping hole and peeks my head over the edge to look inside. There I see three feral tumblrs prowling around and laughing maniacally (y’all know who you are)

I pull back a little to glance at the warning sign written in bold lettering “Mikey Well: DO NOT ENGAGE IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO FALL IN AND SUFFER THE SAME FATE”

I let out a little hum and tilt my head curiously, inching back towards the mouth of the hole. “They look hungry though…And it is the holidays…I wouldn’t want them to feel lonely…”

Turn slightly and grabs something out of my pocket. I glance at the random ask request sitting in my palm, considering for a moment. Then I shrug nonchalantly and with a sheepish grin, cautiously drop the ask into the Mikey Well*

Just wondering on your take on how Bayverse Mikey would handle having a friend/SO who’s exTrEmElY touch starved, to the point that most touches become super overwhelming. I think it would be interesting to see how he would handle that being the most physically affectionate of the turtle brothers 🤔

And then also how would Mikey respond to said individual finally feeling secure enough to request affection? AnYhOo, Hope you have a wonderful New Year and may all the good come back to you in the coming days. May you always feel inspired and never experience creative blocks! Here’s a little request for y’all to gnaw on for a while and once again please know how appreciated you are!🧡✨

ooooooo, a new request to gnaw on, i love those!!!!

and honestly, anon-chan, i wouldn't call it **maniacal** laughter! just a little, you know, crazed

we're certainly not reaching out to bodily pull you in the well with us

anyway, thank you very much for the new year's wishes! may you have a year that you've only ever dreamed of!

oh man what a request too thank you!! as someone who is seriously touch starved myself i have Thoughts

Mikey has so many feelings the first time you flinch away from his touch. He is sad that what he sees as an overture of friendship is apparently rebuffed. He is upset that you, who has been so kind to them, must still somehow see them as monsters. Why else would you shy away from his touch? He is angry, because he once again has been denied something because of who he is. Because of something he can't help, something that honestly, deep down, he doesn't really want to change.

It takes him some time, and a lot of pushing down his natural instinct to reach out, to realize that you don't let anyone touch you, not even other humans. To be fair, he's not really in a position to witness you interacting with other humans a lot. But April, Casey, and Vern all receive the same flinch that he did, so it must be a universal thing.

He feels the same things all over again. Sad, because he can't imagine going through life without the healing power of another's touch. Upset, because he should have realized sooner. Angry, because you are the one going through this.

Mikey's not the type to let this stand. But it's not like he can really do anything without your agreement. And he can't talk to you about it, it's not like you're Raph. Besides, he's still feeling a little... cagey? No, a little cautious around you. He really, really doesn't want to be proven wrong.

So he opts for the agonizing option of waiting. It's so hard, but it's for you, so he does it. He takes every opportunity to subtly (like a brick wall, but no one has the heart to tell him that) let you know that he's available to be touched. He hopes that with time you will reach out yourself and give him the permission he desperately wants.

When you reach out and touch him for the first time? Well, sunshine boy earns his name. He is so happy, even if he can't pick you up and spin you around the way he wants to. So he tucks that feeling away, for a time when that will be possible. He hopes that time is soon.

And when that time does come? When you finally come to him and ask for the affection he longs to give you? Mikey can hardly believe it. He starts small, though this too is hard for him. A press of his hand to your arm. A brief one-armed hug. A ruffle of your hair. Even those small touches are enough to give him joy. He's so happy that you're letting someone in, and he's especially happy that you chose to let him in, of all people.

When he gets to pick you up and spin you around the way it feels like he's always wanted to, it's only natural for it to end with a kiss.

#the mikey well #tmnt bayverse #tmnt michelangelo #bayverse michelangelo #bayverse mikey x reader #bayverse michelangelo x reader #soft turtles deserve soft touches.#my oh my it is sure comfy here in the mikey well #my writing snippets

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official-impravidus · 4 years ago

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Writer Year in Review

total number of completed stories: seventy four??? apparently??? that’s absolutely bonkers. i can’t believe i wrote seventy four completed fics this year.

total number of words: posted on AO3 is 384,957 but added to my main unpublished fics it’s at least 422,321.

fandoms written in: marvel (parkner, ironhusbands, avengers fam, spideychelle, interwebs) and supernatural

looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected? holy guacamole did i write more than i expected. over 400,000 words in a year??? that’s absolutely insane! i only wrote around 160,000 in 2019. this is 2.5 times more than that!

what’s your own favourite story of the year? i always say maybe we can't be okay (but maybe we'll try anyway) but i’m also proud of a few others: twitter beef so salty and scalding hot that it's a well done steak, the 5 Times People Thought Harley and Peter Were Having Sex 'Verse, 5 Times Happy Went To The Parker's Apartment and Convalescence.

did you take any writing risks this year? i think i definitely experimented a lot. i tried a lot of new things, tried out many new ships and characters i’ve never written before, and pushed myself as a writer.

most popular story of the year: maybe we can't be okay (but maybe we'll try anyway) which got 30,000 hits in three months! i can’t express how grateful i am for this amazing response. i could never have dreamed of this.

story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: what a privilege it is to love [my only ironhusbands story] or will you share your life with me? (for the next ten minutes) [part of my Parkner Meets Miraculous Ladybug Tropes series]

most fun story to write: i know this one is really new but Convalescence was a blast to write

most unintentionally telling story: We Are Broken and Kiss Today Goodbye (and point me toward tomorrow) from the and they were roommates series was A Lot of self projection of my personal experiences with trauma and mental health issues which made it extremely personal to me.

biggest surprise: the amazing connections i made through these fandoms. creating my parkner server and joining the irondad server has brought me countless friends that have lifted my spirits and brought me so much happiness and encouragement during these harsh times. i have made connections that have changed my life for the better and i could not be more grateful.

#personal

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josjournal · 5 years ago

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500 Words Per Day - Final Update 2019

So, I started the year with the goal of writing a minimum of 500 words per day for an entire year. I had a subgoal of posting at least one story a month. I met one goal, but not the other (I did not post a story in November because I was focused on NaNo).

The Numbers:

Total Goal (500 words x 365 days): 182,500

Total Words Written: 382,560

200,060 words over my goal

209.62% of my goal

Averaged 1,048 words per day

548 words over my goal

Total words written by quarter:

63,970 written in the first quarter

81,776 written in the second quarter

89,836 written in the third quarter

146,978 written in the fourth quarter

The Fics:

Total fics posted: 45

10 in the first quarter

3 Ziam fics

7 Sterek fics (Sterek Valentine Week)

10 in the second quarter

3 Ziam fics

7 Sterek fics (Sterek Bingo)

12 in the third quarter

1 Ziam AND Sterek fic

2 Ziam fics

9 Sterek fics (Christmas in July Event)

13 in the fourth quarter

1 Ziam Fic

12 Sterek Fic (Sterek Week, 12 Days of Sterek, Roaring 20s Event)

Here are the fics:

It’s Next Year - Ziam - 3,274 words

Perfectly Cozy - Sterek - 1,591 words

Worth It - Sterek - 1,929 words

I Know - Sterek - 706 words

Sweet Tooth - Sterek - 727 words

I’ll Keep that in Mind - Sterek - 1,853 words

Not a Stalker - Sterek - 2,929 words

Best Mate - Ziam - 14,684 words

Be Mine - Sterek - 1,089 words

I Can Fix that (aka Handy Liam) - Ziam - 34,635 words

Mutual - Ziam - 24,741 words

Not the Only Ones - Sterek - 10,979 words

I’m Going to Kill You - Sterek - 2,424 words

The Package Deal - Sterek - 2,341 words

Prepared - Sterek - 6,505 words

Feel the Love Tonight - Sterek - 19,980 words

Don’t Be a Brat - Sterek - 3,503 words

Not a Moment too Soon - Sterek - 6,098 words

Don’t you Dare - Ziam - 2,088 words

Tumblr Drabbles 2016-2019 - Chapter 21 - Ziam - 693 words

A Nice Ring to It - Sterek and Ziam - 11,011 words

Happy Birthday, Derek - Sterek - 4,292 words

Charlie Brown Wannabe - Sterek - 1,022 words

The Weather Outside is Frightful - Sterek - 1,258 words

A Pleasure as Always - Sterek - 1,179 words

Just Perfect - Sterek - 844 words

Still a Cheater - Sterek - 2,683 words

Christmas Miracle - Sterek - 3,111 words

Not in Front of the Children - Sterek - 2,297 words

Call me Zayn - Ziam - 4,617 words

Lead the Way - Ziam - 2,855 words

Got it in One - Sterek - 5,904 words

Parental Approval - Sterek - 34,617 words

New York - Sterek - 1,689 words

The Right One - Sterek - 5,741 words

Derek’s Favorite Movie - Sterek - 6,888 words

Thank You - Sterek - 12,381 words

Holy Guacamole - Sterek - 4,278 words

Without Us - Sterek - 10,608 words

Just Like You - Sterek - 29,889 words

Half-First Date - Sterek - 4,240 words

Three Little Words - Sterek - 4,286 words

All in this Together - Ziam - 24,3444 words

Kiss You Instead - Sterek - 3,712 words

Better Plan - Sterek - 1,415 words

Stats:

Words posted: 327,930 (I find this hard to believe, but hey whatever)

Top Five by Word Count:

I Can Fix That (aka Handy Liam) - 34,635 words

Parental Approval - 34,617 words

Just Like You - 29,889 words

Mutual - 24,741 words

All in this Together (Coffee at the Coffee Shop III) - 24,344 words

Top Five by Hits:

I Can Fix That (aka Handy Liam) - 4,790 hits

Got it in One - 3,688 hits

Feel the Love Tonight - 3,411 hits

I’ll Keep that in Mind - 3,409 hits

Don’t be a Brat - 3,324 hits

Top Five by Kudos:

Don’t be a Brat - 466 kudos

Got it in One - 404 kudos

Feel the Love Tonight - 397

Derek’s Favorite Movie - 324 kudos

Not a Moment too Soon - 266 kudos

Top Five by Comment Threads:

I Can Fix That (aka Handy Liam) - 66 Comment Threads

Feel the Love Tonight - 21 Comment Threads

Parental Approval - 20 Comment Threads

Three Little Words - 19 Comment Threads

Best Mate - 17 Comment Threads

Observations:

The Sterek Fandom is a lot more active than the Ziam fandom, which totally breaks my heart.

Although I wrote 35 Sterek and only 9 Ziam fics (not counting the one that was both fandoms), I promise you all that I am absolutely not done with those British boys. I think the reason for so many Sterek fics (besides loving them madly) is that there are all of these wonderful events hosted for writers to keep us motivated.

I would not have made my goal without using 4thewords for motivation. I highly recommend checking it out. If you decide to sign up, you can use my referral code when you do ( LHZSI76524 ). I’m not sure what it will do for me, but it’s there so I’ll share it.

Goals for 2020:

Continue to write 500 words a day and post quarterly updates here (even if I’m the only one reading them).

Finish these WIPs:

Ziam Author/PA

Ziam Reunion

Sterek Bingo 2018 (I’m not sure what else to call that)

Participate in as many writing events as I can

Write an original work for NaNo

Get rid of as many prompts as I can from my inbox.

Maybe host some kind of writing event for Ziams (if people are interested).

To finish up, I could not have done any of this without @quietzap @reminiscingintherain and @coconutsprinkles23 being awesome and supportive. Love you all!!!

#500 words per day #yearly wrapup #i'm exhausted

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furgemancs · 6 years ago

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Love, Death and Robots

hoboy where should I start.... I spotted this serie up on a cartoon site I usually checks, and was a bit afraid, cause it was labelled as nsfw cartoon. But I was a curious cat, sooooooooooo.... wow. Okay it WAS nsfw with lot of nude/sexual content, but it didnt shadow the story of the episodes.

Out of 18 shorter-longer episodes, there was only 2-3 I didnt like, but the others..... holy guacamole they frikking blew my mind! Each of them were unique, either with the art style and storywise, they literally sucked me in. They were all so dark and pessimist, but those also gave plus to their charm.

Seriously I didn’t like the one with the Yoghurt, The Witness and the Hitler one (it was funny tho, but didnt leave a mark on me) dont get me wrong, the style and visuals are all masterpieces in their own way, but thats all.

The bestiest ones were (in my opinion of course) Sonnie’s Edge, 3Robots, Suits, Sucker of Souls, Good Hunting and The Secret War. Like wow, I would gladly watch a whole serie of these owO I liked their stories, the creators worked a lot on the worlds, the characters, teasing us with all those beautiful details. These are the episodes I will definitely watch again :P

If you guys are old enough, I recommend you to watch this anthology, the order doesnt matter cause each episode is a different story. But lemme tell you these stories are not for kids or those who hate blood. Because there is blood. A shitton of them, and erotic scenes. Not quite sure how many story contain at least nudity, maybe half of them, sometimes its lighter, sometimes its hardcore, but it didn’t ruin the story itself lol XD

Anyway, if you are up for a good evening to drool on some gorgeous animation and interesting stories, and dont mind all I wrote above, then this is your anthology. Enjoy.

#love death and robots #review

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renjuns-dork · 6 years ago

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a thing that i wrote and i hope you like it even though it’s garbo!!!

i want to be like those trendy people who put in the gifs before the writing so let’s do that

holy guacamole how does someone even be that attractive what the heck!!

friends to lovers i guess🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

warnings: cussing and i didn’t check it for typos so oops

let’s begin shall we:

it was 2am and you were about to fall asleep when you hear a ding come from your phone. you look at your screen to see imessage from satan💕 you open it and read what donghyuck just needed to text you at 2am. he texted you: hey y/n can i come over? i’m lonely🤧

you texted back: and nEaDy

satan💕: yeah i kNOW! can i come over or not???

you: ofc you dummy! just be quiet my parents are sleeping😪

satan💕: oh come on, you’re parents love me! omw🚗🚗

it was true, your parents did love him. you and donghyuck have been best friends for a while now, and your parents kinda thought of him as their son. sometimes you swore your parents loved him more than you, and he loved the attention. plus he would tease you about it all the time. what an ass! and ass who you had a big fat crush on, but an ass non the less. you don’t know when you realized you liked him, just one day you were looking at the way the sun hit his honey skin and you felt your heat flutter. he was so beautiful, but he would never like you back. would he? too much thought, he was coming over soon and you smelled like ass, probably because you haven’t showered yet today. you spritzed some of your favorite perfume on and hoped it would mask your “lack of shower smell”. you then heard another ding from your phone.

satan💕: i’m here, open your door. it’s locked

you: don’t tell me what to do

satan💕: I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N!!! ITS SO FUCKING COLD OUT OPEN YOUR GOD DAMN DOOR!!!

you walked over to your front door and opened it. you were greeted by a smiling donghyuck. he’s so perfect, you thought. how does he manage to be so attractive while wearing just a hoodie and sweatpants?

“y/n! you hoe i thought you were gonna leave me out here!” he exclaimed while still smiling.

“i should’ve,” you smiled back at him.

“shut up,” he huffed and scooped you into his arms. his arms wrapped around your waist and his hands grabbed the areas right above your booty and holy shit you thought you were gonna pass out right then and there. why does he do this to you? instead of passing you out, you wrapped your arms around his back, holding on to him for support as you became weak under his touch. after about a minute (yes you guys hugged for that long) he unfortunately pulled away, making you sad.

“what should we do? wanna watch a movie, baby?” he asked.

you rolled your eyes, “you know i hate it when you call me that.”

he smiled at you and ruffled your hair, “which makes it all the more fun. now let’s watch some cheesy classic movies, shall we?”

“yes we shall,” you responded, and you grabbed his hand leading him to the couch in your living room.

it’s 3am and your halfway through your first movie, the notebook. you have your head rested on donghyuck’s shoulder and your legs are draped across his, which are just swung over the couch normally and his feet are planted on your living room floor. his arm is around your shoulder and he’s playing with your hair. you guys cuddled a lot and were very intimate, people always asked if you two were dating, which always made you blush. you noticed donghyuck had his phone in his other hand and he was doing something on it. of course, you thought. donghyuck couldn’t get through one movie without checking social media. this makes you look down at your phone, which is face up in your lap. big mistake. suddenly your phone goes ding and the screen lights up showing: imessage from satan💕. you pick up your phone, but not before donghyuck is able to look at it. you go to texts to read what donghyuck had to say.

satan💕: this movie is boring

you look up at at him, “donghyuck wtf? you coulda just told me that,” you roll your eyes at his stupidity.

“yeah but texting’s more fun,” he says, smiling at you , “also, why are there hearts next to my contact on your phone? do you like me? oooooooo!” he teased you.

“ew no!” you say, blushing. you’re so thankful donghyuck decided to turn the lights off to ‘make the movie experience better’ because you’re flushed cheeks are currently masked by the darkness of the room. in your head your thinking, yes donghyuck!!! i have the biggest fucking crush on you just notice me already!!!

“oh, that’s too bad ‘cause i like you,” he says to you, without even thinking.

“um what?” you say back slightly shocked.

donghyuck’s looking you in the eyes now, “yeah y/n, i like you.. a lot. i don’t know when i was planning to tell you, but i guess now’s a good time. i honestly think you’re the most beautiful human being in the world and you make my heart flutter every time you look me in the eyes. but you don’t like me back so what’s the point of me tell you this? i should probably get going,” he says, standing up and reaching for his shoes, which he left by the couch. you just stare at him in shock.

while he’s pulling on one of his vans, you stand up and his arm. he looks at, making your heart flutter, but you manage to muster out, “stop, don’t leave.”

he looks at you, “why y/n? just to have you cuddle me and call me your best friend while i’m dying because just touching you makes me feel like i’m floating?” he continues slipping his shoe on.

you stop him by grabbing the shoe out of his hand, making him look at you confused. you say, “donghyuck, i’m not letting you leave because i fucking like you too! i was just kidding before hand cause i thought you didn’t like me back, okay? and honestly i thi—“ you get cut off by the feeling of lips hitting yours. it takes you a moment but you realize donghyuck’s kissing you. once you realize that the donghyuck is kissing you, you kiss him back, harder. he pulls away from, sooner than you would’ve liked, and smiles at you, beaming from ear to ear.

“do you know how fucking long i’ve been waiting to do that?” he asks you.

“no, tell me,” you tease, smirking at him.

“jesus christ, how do you break up with someone before you even start dating them?” he teased back.

“oh shut up,” you say, hitting his arm.

“ow y/n! that really hurt,” he teases, holding his arm as if he just broke it or something.

“yeah whatever,” you roll your eyes, “anyway, im tired so i’m going to bed,” you say while turning to walk to your room.

before you can go very far, donghyuck has his arms wrapped around your waist and he’s pulling you into him. he whispers in your ear, “y/n, baby, wait. let’s continue watching movies and cuddle.. maybe make out a little?”

you untangled yourself from his grasp and turn around to look at him. he’s smirking, what a douchebag, you think. you say, “stop being gross. i’m going to bed, you can join me and we can cuddle until i fall asleep in your arms, i mean if you want of course.”

donghyuck’s smirk turns into a smile and he says, “that would be great, y/n. but i’ll only do it if you admit you love it when i’m gross.”

you just roll your eyes at his stupidity and drag him up to your room. you guys cuddle up on your bed and he wraps his arm around you, holding you close.

you can feel your eyes get heavy when you hear donghyuck whisper, “hey y/n.”

you look at him, “yeah?”

“will you be my girlfriend?”

“of course you big dummy!” you say, giving him one last peck on the cheek before falling asleep in his arms.

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