#i think re:mhny2 has the most of them
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What is your favorite thing about each of your fanfics?
This is such a hard question omg. I don't think I've ever been asked anything like this, damn. Got me pondering n' shit.
I think, even of the fics that are not my favorite, the thing I always like is writing the romance. The action is fun, creating new lore is fun, writing OC's or developing side-characters is fun, etc., but I have never written a fic that wasn't a build up to and/or explicitly a romance. I love romance.
Even when I was a cynical teenager dangling boys on strings, determined to never take a relationship seriously, I loved the oncept of romance.
My current relationship has surpassed 6 years now, and I love him so dearly that his characteristics even show up in some of my fics, whether I mean them to or not. I consume a lot of media, but my absolute favorite thing to see and experience within it is love.
I love the slow burn of misunderstandings and peril that is Dead Weight. I love the found family of What We Become and Paradorx. I love the "I don't have much, but I know I have you" of Re:MHNY. The "you were destined for me" of That Thing on Your Wrist.
Thank you for this ask anon, it's got me in a very thoughtful, very sentimental mood now. I'm going to go text something unbearably mushy to my boyfriend. <3
#invader zim#ravenfollower13#amyisherenowansweringyou#fanfiction#ao3#iz#some of your guyses favorite little scenes were actually directly stolen from things i said to my boyfriend or that he said to me#i think re:mhny2 has the most of them#but that thing on your wrist I believe also has a couple things here or there#the sharp concern Zim had when Gaz burned her finger in ttoyw was directly insp'd from my boyfriend#at the time we were LDR#and he was facetiming me whilst I handled an x-acto knife for the first time#naturally i shredded my hands#as i am a chaos demon#and a perfectionist#and would rather slice my hands to shreds than fuck up an art piece#he did not feel similarly lol#however this is also the man who was doing welding in his fuckin bedroom#so yeah#we are well suited to one another lmao
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Howdy-hoo! Back for seconds!
🌧 Rain.
Please and very much thank you!
Here is your dessert mother of the sea, happy harvest
🌧️ rain: share a sad or emotional scene from your wip!
Because most of the dm's I get are regarding Re:MHNY and its sequel, here's a teaser for the sequel!
Spoilers inside! Readers beware! You have been warned!
A/N: One of the big themes that I've mentioned before that is getting reworked from the original MHNY series is Gaz and Dib's relationship. Originally, Gaz just sort of bullies him, and their closeness is more controlling and artificial than sincere. In the rewrite, I wanted to acknowledge and really get elbow-deep in the legitimate grievances the two of them have with each other, their choices, and the inherit dynamics of an older sibling incapable of looking out for a younger sibling who feels she knows better. As mentioned, while the story is primarily about the sweet sweet ZAGR, Dib and Gaz's familial relationship is also going to be addressed. Not mentioned is the fact it's going to be one of the central themes of the sequel. Huehuehue.
Re:MHNY2 Spoilers (LAST CHANCE TO DIP)
“Zim was the only thing that gave you any consistent attention outside of this family, or a counselor,” Gaz pressed. “And then I come along, and I get in the way—!”
“—I don’t even know what you’re talking about—!”
“And suddenly, this thing you’ve had for a decade is just,” she lifted her arms. “Gone. Poof. No more fighting, no more rivalry, because your stupid little sister has to take everything from you, because it’s not like she cares about this guy. Nooo, she just wants to torment you because she’s just as evil as her fucking boyfriend!”
“Are you kidding me?!” He shrieked, his voice rising. “I’m relieved to have Zim off my back! He took up so much of my free time!”
“You hate him, and you think I’m naive to have feelings for him,” she hissed. “Say it.”
His hand went to the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply. “Gaz—.”
“Say it!”
“YOU ARE,” he shouted, hands thrown wide. “You’re seventeen, Gaz!”
“Just because you’ve never been ‘interested’ in anyone—!”
“THIS ISN’T ABOUT YOUR SEXUALITY, JESUS,” he shrieked, his hands dragging down his cheeks. He held up a finger, taking a deep breath. “I need to say something. Let me say it.”
Gaz crossed her arms, seething. She widened her eyes, wiggling her head, a mocking acceptance of his request.
He brought his hands together in prayer, eyes sliding closed. He took another presumably calming breath before opening them, pointing his folded hands in her direction.
“I know about the mating thing,” he began.
Gaz froze.
#re:mhny#re:mhny2#re:mhny series#ravenfollower13#ao3#fanfiction#spoilers#invader zim#dib#gaz#dib membrane#gaz membrane#amyisherenowwriting
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