#i do have ideas for other numbers though but idk if i'll ever get to writing them bc the concept is cool and i want to explore it
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An Account From The Man Over There
(In which I decided to write a Cats musical fanfic where the beginning of the Jellicle Ball is shown from The Man Over There's perspective.)
Thomas did not have a good day today. What makes it worse is that he knows it could have been a good day. And a good final work day would be the perfect start to his days off.
His penultimate appointment of the day was for a new patient; a dear little cat name Euthymia, or Mia for short. Mia has the biggest eyes Thomas has ever seen on a cat before. She was also the sweetest, compliant cat he cared for at the clinic. Mia is very much like her owner in that regards. Mrs. Covey is also kind and sweet. Both of them are a matching pair, and Thomas wishes they were the last appointment of the day.
But they weren’t.
The less Thomas thinks about the final appointment of the day, the better. He doesn’t want to think again about how the pet owner believed a cat could survive a no-meat diet. He doesn’t want to recall how the owner told him shamelessly about switching their cat’s diet without asking a vet about it. He doesn’t want to think about how lost his cool, and how he barely kept his job.
As Thomas slumps down to the floor, his back right up against the door, he sighs. He’s tired and hungry. But he doesn’t want to finish his leftover takeout from yesterday.
Thomas instead decides to go to sleep early.
Thomas stands back up, and goes to his bedroom. He strips out of his clothes, remaining only in his boxer trunks. Picking up his trousers, Thomas reaches into the right pocket and pulls out his keys, setting them on his nightstand. And after setting his alarm for eight-thirty, Thomas flops stomach-side down onto his bed. He can throw his clothes in the hamper tomorrow morning.
Thomas rolls onto his backside, and stares at his ceiling. He stares, and soon eventually finds himself drifting off into sleep.
When Thomas wakes up again, the first thing that he hears is soften sounds of unexpected meowing and screeching from outside his bedroom window, where the nearby junkyard is. While there is the occasional cat or two (or more; Thomas once when sick counted the number of cats there, and counted seven) at the junkyard, the noises never get on his nerves.
Until now. And Thomas is not happy.
I already had a bad day yesterday, thinks Thomas. This isn’t what I need now.
Thomas groans as he gets out of his bed, rubbing both of his eyes. He soon finds himself staring at the racks of shoes near his closet. With an idea flashing into his mind, Thomas walks towards the pile of shoes, and picks up his good boot from the top rack.
Thomas then goes to his bedroom window. He slides open it up, and chucks the boot out.
And there’s nothing. It’s just a beautiful silence.
“MEOWMEOWQUEENMEOWOFTHEOWMENIGHT!”
“Oh for—”
Really? thinks Thomas. They didn’t scatter and leave? Well, that’s just great! Just great! Now I’m missing one boot. Why the hell did I threw my good boot? It wasn’t cheap!
Thomas slams his window close, and quickly goes back to his closet. He grabs one of his pajama bottoms and a knitted pullover, putting them on as fast as he can. Thomas then grabs his keys from the nightstand, slips his feet into a pair of slippers, and rushes out of his bedroom.
Thomas leaves his flat (but not without locking it; he’s not risking anything), and makes a dash to the junkyard. The quicker he finds his boot, the quicker he can go back home and get whatever shut-eye he can get before his alarm rings.
As Thomas approaches the junkyard, he can still hear the screeching and meowing. It’s louder than before, and more in sync, like a choir.
Now, when Thomas bought his flat from Mr. Faber, he was told the junkyard nearby is forbidden. No one can enter, unless they have a key. And Mr. Faber has the only key in existence. However, Thomas over time in his observation discovered that there is a way inside: through a broken fence piece at the entrance gate, located by the street lamp.
Thomas never thought he would enter the junkyard, especially by sneaking in. There’s a first time for everything, perhaps. And upon entering the junkyard —breaking into the junkyard— Thomas couldn’t help but think something is feeling…off.
He only took a few steps, but Thomas thinks that everything gotten bigger. A lot bigger, as if he shrank in size. And he thinks this more and more as he continues walking, realizing that it’s taking longer to walk to the center of the junkyard, where he knows his boot landed.
It’s at this point does Thomas realizes something isn’t right. Something about this night is wrong. The earlier meowing and screeching are gone. Instead, Thomas can now hear a group of people singing. And they’re singing. About cats.
“Romantical cats, Pedantical cats
Critical cats, Parasitical cats
Allegorical cats, Metaphorical cats
Statistical cats and Mystical cats!”
“I don’t think one can be metaphorical, cat or human,” mutters Thomas.
“Political cats, Hypocritical cats
Clerical cats, Hysterical cats
Cynical cats, Rabbinical cats!”
Thomas finally approaches the center of the junkyard. And he stops. He stops and carefully crouches behind something. A hat-box. He’s crouching behind a giant hat-box.
This can’t be real, thinks Thomas. This has to be a dream.
Thomas crouches behind the giant hat-box, and sees it. He sees it, and can’t believe it. It’s impossible, yet he’s witnessing it right before his very eyes.
Right before his eyes, Thomas sees a group of cats dancing and singing. The cats are singing like humans, and they look like humans. They resemble humans in stylize and detail costumes that are feline-like, fitting for a mega musical. The cats are dancing together in sync, their voices in unison. Voices he can understand; Thomas wonders anytime he was tipsy on a near or full moon and heard cats —or rather, one particular cat— speaking wasn’t his imagination.
“Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats
Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats
Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats
Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats
Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats!”
And out of everything to be thinking about in this moment, Thomas wants to know of one thing:
What is a Jellicle cat? Nothing of what I heard earlier actually define it…
Thomas makes the mistake of letting go of his hold of the hat-box. He slips and falls onto the ground of the junkyard. Thomas quickly scurries to hide again. If there’s a chance that one of those cats heard him falling—
A brown-greyish tom cat rushes to the front of the junkyard center. He slightly resembles the frail-looking cat who used to visit The Victoria—Gus. Gus is also incidentally, the cat who Thomas now wonders could speak all this time. But Gus is to use human terms, a senior. The cat up front of the junkyard center, is middle-age. Older than Thomas himself, perhaps.
“There's a man over there with a look of surprise,
As much as to say, ‘Well now how about that!’”
Thomas slowly sulks to the ground. He was not only spotted, he got ratted out, and he got ratted out through song. Thomas likes a good musical. In fact, he even participated in one in his younger years. But Thomas isn’t sure how to feel about being sung to in this particular context…
A younger silver-grey tom cat soon joins the other cat. He looks quite puzzle. And exasperated.
“Do I actually see, with my own very eyes…
A man who's not heard of a Jellicle cat? What’s a Jellicle cat?”
“What's a Jellicle cat? What’s a Jellicle Cat?”
Thomas doesn’t like the smirk on the brown-greyish cat’s face as the question was ask.
Despite being against all sense of logic, Thomas instead of running away from the preoccupied cats and their question, he decides to walk closer to the center of the junkyard. Closer to them. What in the world lead to his current predicament?
Oh right, thinks Thomas, smacking his hand directly onto his forehead. The BOOT. The BOOT that I THREW AT THEM.
Thomas is certain he hears a soft chuckle from one of the cats. It sounds very male. Thomas wouldn’t be surprise if the chuckle came from that cat from before.
The clowder of cats is now in a pyramid formation. They’re all staring him dead in the eye, ready to sing again.
There are so many different cats in the formation. Different colors, different markings, and different patterns, or having no patterns at all…they are so many. One of the cats is on the older side. She has white and golden fur, and a woven collar. The collar looks soft to touch.
The cat looks identical to Anne’s cat, Apricot. Anne could never make Apricot a permanent indoor cat. Anne always said that Apricot comes and goes whenever she felt like it…
“The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.”
The cats are once again in unison. But they are not singing, not really. They are all speaking low and solemn. The solemness in their voices matches their equally solemn faces. What they’re saying together sounds like a chant. It’s…terrifying.
It’s terrifying to hear this unexpected hush chant. It’s terrifying to hear the chant, feeling the many pairs of eyes on him. It’s terrifying to know that they’re looking at him due to being an outsider, looking inside a world he doesn’t belong to, and should never have learn.
This night is certainly going to be a different night from all others.
“First of all, there’s the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo, or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey—
All of them sensible everyday names.”
But what if one has a sister and she name her cat after a fruit, thinks Thomas. Apricot is a sensible name, sure. But it’s not exactly a formal name like the ones they just mentioned.
“There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter—
But all of them sensible everyday names.”
Well, that answers my previous question, thinks Thomas.
“But I tell you a cat needs a name that's particular,”
The collective of cats moves towards him suddenly. Thomas quickly walks backwards, and falls back on the ground. He quickly scrambles backward, hoping to feel something hit his back.
“A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,”
He feels nothing. Just the cold air of the night.
“Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum—
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there’s still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;”
The pyramid formation breaks apart. The cats are separating into three sections. But they are still surrounding him. Do they think he’s going to attempt an escape? Thomas doesn’t think he even has a chance to escape at the moment.
“The name that no human research can discover—
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.”
One of the cats, a pure white cat with the most expensive jeweled collar Thomas have seen before, suddenly leaves her section. She slips away near the back and sits, staring into space.
“When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable—”
The white cat is now on her tiptoes.
“Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular name.”
As the cats continues to whisper ‘name’ they all start to disperse. They disperse, and disappear. It’s now just the white queen and him in the junkyard. She’s standing up, prepare to dance. The spotlight —Thomas isn’t sure where it came from, as well as the music that he hasn’t commented on until now— is all for the cat.
It’s a very interesting dance solo. Thomas isn’t sure why the cat is obsessing with her foot. But Thomas admits that there’s an air of elegance to her dancing. It’s very similar to how a ballerina dances. The grace that she has reminds Thomas of a ballerina friend he had back in his university days.
A cat residing the pipe —he’s a tuxedo cat— soon sprints out. The spotlight gotten bigger and brighter. The tranquil music of the white cat’s solo is now livelier, and jazzy.
“Jellicle Cats come out tonight
Jellicle Cats come one come all:
The Jellicle Moon is shining bright
Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball!”
As the tuxedo cat sings and dances along with the white cat —both of them are smiling, having a nice time together (very much how siblings who are having fun and enjoying the same shared activity), the rest of the clowder reappears.
“Jellicle Cats come out tonight
Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball.”
The silver-grey tom cat from before makes his way up to the front. To where Thomas is at.
“Jellicle Cats meet once a year
At the Jellicle Ball where we all rejoice
And the Jellicle leader will soon appear
And make what is known as the Jellicle choice.”
Oh! There is a reason why there’s a clowder of cats at the junkyard tonight, thinks Thomas.
“When Old Deuteronomy just before dawn
Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife
Announces the cat who can now be reborn
And come back to a different Jellicle life.
For waiting up there is the Heaviside Layer
Full of wonders one Jellicle only will see—”
As the silver-grey cat raises a paw...hand into the air, the rest of the cats —all have been dancing together again, all in the formation of a circle— are looking upward to the night sky. The white cat is in the center, and is also raising her hand into the air.
The silver-grey cat also sticks up his pointer finger, emphasizing that yes, only one Jellicle can go up to this Heaviside Layer. No exception.
“And Jellicles ask because Jellicles dare…
Who will it be?”
“Who will it be?” repeats the rest of the cats.
As Thomas feels the hard stare of the silver-grey cat, he decides on one thing:
He is going to have to embrace the unexpected weirdness of tonight.
He has a feeling that it’s the only way to keep his mind intact.
#cats musical#cats the musical#cats 1998#fan fiction#fanfic#the man over there#i wrote only the beginning since that's when tmot is the most active in the musical#i do have ideas for other numbers though but idk if i'll ever get to writing them bc the concept is cool and i want to explore it#but i'm not sure if they'll actually work. so this fic for now is all it will be
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The Me who bought tickets to see TMBG in february 2023 and the Me who's going to actually go to the show next month are two completely different people
#slash extremely negative#it's funny to actually live this whole sort of cliche of: the time between buying tickets and going to the show can be so absurdly long#with what was supposed to be my 1st 'real' concert no less#'i bought the tickets as a teenager but i'm going to see them in my 20s etc' and stuff like that#and then when it gets rescheduled too... well. a year and 9 months is in fact a pretty long time!!!#and i'm not even talking about rescheduling due to covid because god at least i didn't have to deal with that i guess#(it IS funny though that by the time the 30th anniversary of flood tour ends#flood will be 2 months away from turning 35. so yeah lmao a lot happened in the meantime huh)#anyways day two of going crazy going insane for no reason other than well i guess that's just my life now!!!!! 😃😃😃#me when i say i'll stop documenting my rapidly progressing mental breakdown online and then keep doing it anyway#but idk maybe this will heal me in some way. my only hope rn no joke#and my mom actually seemed to be unsure if i we should book the hotels and stuff because. ig i'm this obviously unwell even over the phone#but BY GOD this is the only thing i can really look forward to right now i really need this to survive#(trying to forget how i was doing in september of last year when they rescheduled the tour#and i couldn't even be sure if i'd ever get to see them in the end lollllll#and at the heights of my tmbg obsession this was my number 1 dream. i mean it still is)#also i think i'm finally entering my tmbg autumn era now with some more frequent listening after not doing so for a while#how could i let myself pretty much forget that i love tmbg??? and that their music is so good and makes me happy???#they're still my fav band of all time just like they were back then. THAT didn't change at least#it's just that now they share that spot with sparks also lol. can't choose between them and why should i anyway#what else. ig i just hope i get the energy to finally draw tomorrow at least#because if i don't turn the ideas i have into reality then they will never become real! and that would be so sad#so maybe this can be my main reason to continue for now. whatever
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So Kiri, I've just reread "something there" and I feel like I've asked you this before, but what kind of thoughts do you think are going through Sasaki's mind during this part where they're talking about Kagi? Given some of the recent posts floating around about sasakagi and how Sasaki might see Kagi and be confused about how this kid he barely knows has such an animosity toward him somehow... Dunno if that might affect how you might imagine his thought process in the part you wrote here?
"He's popular?"
“He does always get a bunch of confessions on Valentine's day,” Shirahama grumbles on instinct. Then he realizes there's a lot of terrible implications to that routine complaint and backtracks. “Not that—”
really fun question!! a quick correction, though: you've got the dialogue switched. "He's popular?" actually comes after the "He does always..." line, but looking at it like this it kind of does work either way, huh. anyways, you're right in that you have asked this before, but there's always more to say...
first, some relevant links: something there sasaki's thoughts during something there thoughts on sasaki & kagiura thoughts on shirahama & kagiura since I've already written about related things, if I gloss over something, I might've already touched on it in those links. also, if you're ever looking for some of my longer-form thoughts, chances are that they're collected in my #in this essay i will tag. now! the scene itself! let's get under the cut for this.
the original something there ask is actually dated before the release of ch 24 of hirano to kagiura, so there's definitely some new avenues to explore in terms of what went on there and what's going on in something there. my overall point remains: sasaki's extra Aware of kagiura because he's aware something is happening with him and hirano, even though he's unclear about the details. he's thinking, huh... what is hirano's roommate like? if he's popular, how does that affect his and hirano's relationship?
as an aside, shirahama's complaining about the number of vday confessions kagiura is due to totally heterosexual reasons. yes sirree. sasaki mentions he's curious about kagiura and you complain about the confessions he gets, unprompted. to a guy you Know is dating a guy. why are you conflating any curiousity or interest with confessions. i'm sure those implications mean nothing... man is that relationship fascinating though. because like. he also knows that kagiura's hopelessly pining after someone he loves...? so it's like. kagiura is popular and a starter on the team as a 1st year and also he knows a very vulnerable side of him, and whether he wants to know or not, it's already in his heart. idk. shirahama could've just been like looking from afar and wanting to compete with him, but the fact that they seem to casually talk to each other a lot always gets at me.
since I already talked about what's going through sasaki's head in something here, I think I'll actually devote this ask to analyzing the sasaki-kagiura interactions of ch 24 of hirano to kagiura. because boy are they fascinating. first, I don't think sasaki's particularly confused by the animosity. in fact, i think he recognizes it.
this expression comes from ch 12 of sasaki to miyano, and it's a really critical moment of sasaki being possessive and jealous. it happens again in ch 20 of sasaki to miyano, but the expression is less intense and I think we actually don't get to see it in full, considering makimura's relationship of what was that face? seems to suggest he looked more intense than what's depicted. we also don't actually get to see kagiura's expression in ch 24 of hirano to kagiura, but we do see his reaction—he's ashamed. he can't make eye contact. (and man... the idea of shame sure is a theme that recurs again and again in hirano to kagiura). whether that expression was filtered through misery or anger, we can debate, but I know it was an expression of jealousy. and then kagiura does the same thing he did in the adult au—he runs. i don't think he wants anyone to look at him like this... all... ungraceful. not good.
so, sasaki's reaction. his first thought we see is he... was looking at me, right? the way I interpret this is that sasaki recognizes that kagiura's jealous, but he can't grasp why. because he can't imagine that someone would actually feel threatened by his & hirano's relationship. this makes perfect sense to me. hirano is influenced by sasaki, and sasaki is influenced by hirano. they are friends. but they don't self-describe as close, because hirano's probably thinking of him as that guy he had to chase down during his first year to turn in assignments and stuff, and sasaki gets so weird about friendships that he has an internal freakout about calling hirano his friend... in their third year. you can find these moments in the first years and second years light novels of sasaki to miyano, respectively.
so when we look at the expression at the back of volume 5, that's what I see going on: kagiura's like, ahhh this guy is close to hirano-san and i don't know what's up with him! it's almost a mirrored realization to the jealousies of vol 10 of sasaki to miyano, where both sasaki and miyano kind of have to confront that they dont exist entirely in each other's circles anymore. miyano doesn't know who ugawa is, and sasaki doesn't know who shirahama is, and they both just have to witness this friend and person they don't know exist in a way they don't know anything about. sasaki, there, is like, hirano's roommate-kun looked at me weird and i know something is up with them but i don't know why he looks so wary of me.
but. he's also ignoring it. going back to ch 24, sasaki's subsequent thoughts are. ...that was roommate-kun, right? he's the one who gave him those earrings... nah, not gonna tug at that thread.
sasaki "avoidance" shuumei my BELOVED. first, I love that sasaki still only thinks of kagiura in terms of hirano. he's "roommate-kun" here, and in ch 46 of sasaki to miyano, he asks shirahama if "kagi-kun" is around. second, he immediately connects the "roommate he wakes up in the mornings" business with "earrings gift, which hanzawa mentioned is not a normal gift between friends at all." and then he consciously makes the decision not to really think about hirano and romance in the same breath. but then the fact that he makes those connections really quick means that he is actually paying attention to them. in the second year novel extras, when hirano mentions being jealous of sasaki's height, it's sasaki who brings up the fact that "roommate-kun" is taller than him. and once again, looking at hirano's pleased expression, he goes "hm..." and then thinks about myaa-chan. refusing, once again, to tug on that thread. hell, even ch 46, where he calls kagiura "kagi-kun"... he does it again! he brings up kagiura of his own accord, and then immediately backs out of actually talking to him when shirahama offers to get him. and he refuses to tell miyano anything because I imagine he's protecting hirano's peace. it should be mentioned that in ch 43, sasaki just saw hirano wearing a ring. the next two chapters involve sasaki and miyano's date, and the ch after, when he happens to be in the school, he asks after kagi. I am almost 100% sure that was the reason he asked.
it's a little involuntary, I think. he doesn't mean to get involved in it, because he's not the meddlesome type, and he'd probably die if he talked to hirano about it directly, but he can't stop paying attention, and being curious. he literally sends kagiura a pic of hirano yawning in the vol. 8 extras. probably bc he thinks he'd like it. maybe he is a little meddlesome. it's such a sasaki-esque kind of thing to do, yknow? that casual support. the way he offers kagiura a dango when they run into each other. telling that mother that he can take care of the customers so she can pick up her kid.
so, circling back to your actual question: my thoughts on sasaki's thought process during that section haven't changed much, but ch 24 has kind of developed my opinion on it... before I might've said a lot of sasaki's interest in kagiura comes from his interest in hirano, but now that I've reconsidered it, I think around here is probably where sasaki develops a slowly budding interest in getting to hear about kagiura himself, outside of just hirano's lens. and that probably motivates him to ask shirahama about stuff like this.
#kiri.txt#ask#i had a lottttt of fun using this as a jumping board to analyze stuff morgan!! ty for the ask#and im happy u reread something there :) makes me feel flattered#hirano to kagiura#sasaki to miyano#sasakagi#shirakagi#sasahira#kagihira#sasahirakagi#sure. all of that stuff kinda comes up lol#kagiura-akira#something there#in this essay i will#harusono
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20 Questions for Fanfic Writers
I was tagged by the lovely @chainofclovers ages ago.
1. How many works do you have on Ao3?
273 ( whoa when did that happen?)
2. What's your total Ao3 word count?
846,599
3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
A Way to Ignite (Swan Queen AU)
How This Grace Thing Works (Kyalin)
In the company of only us (Cartinelli)
Broken Shoes and Loose Ends (Kyalin)
Numbers and Figures (don't speak as loud as my heart) (B'Elanna Torres/Seven of Nine)
4. What fandoms do you write for?
I always say that anything I've written for is always game for me to come back to. I'm heavy into 9-1-1 at the moment but I got plans for Richonne, returning to ScarletMay from Gunpowder Milkshake and hopefully finally returning to my Dovesso longfic this year.
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
It''s always my goal to. I appreciate each positive one I get and I participate and share for engagement so my goal is to have conversations in my comment sections as much as possible.
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
I'm not one for angst generally but I did leave this Cartinelli series hanging. I'd had every intention to write a third installment but s2 left such a bitter taste I never could.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Practically all my fics have happy endings but I think I probably felt the most fulfilled when I finished up Woo Me Until the Sun Comes Up (and say you love me)
8. Do you get hate on fics?
I have before usually of the racist variety. Usually my friends have swooped in to correct someone before I have to say anything and I do delete it once I'm made aware.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I do. It's usually of the fluffy variety but I would like to branch out a bit. I've been gearing up the past few years to dive into more kink in a meaningful way.
10. Do you write crossovers?
I don't think I've properly done one yet but I've been considering one, I'm just not sure how I'm going to logistically manage it yet.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
I've had ideas and excerpts stolen before.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
I think so? It's been a bit though.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes, many. It's one of my favorite things to do with my friends and other writers I admire.
14. What's your all time favorite ship?
I mean I think I just have an ultimate type and it's leaders who fall in love. I've written the most for Hackle (at like 100 fics) but quantity does not always equal favoritism though I LOVE THEM A LOT.
15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
There is a Trek fic with only 2 chapters where I can't find my outline so Idk if I'll actually get back to it but like never say never.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I think I'm good at fluff particularly of the domestic variety. I'm terrible honestly at picking out my strengths not because I don't know them but especially when it comes to fic beyond when I know particular folks, I'm unsure sometimes of when exactly I've communicated what I wanted in a way that resonates. I think I'm pretty effective at dialogue though.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I suck at descriptions. One time @steellily was editing something for me and so sweetly was like "I love what's happening but where am I?" I leave my poor characters floating in space and I often have to go back to help ground a story. I think I've gotten pretty decent at femslash smut but writing it for the straights could use some work. Ugh and action, I'd kill to write an effective action scene.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
I do it very sparingly and try to stick to languages I know or have a beta/reader who is fluent in it.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Scarecrow and Mrs. King.
20. Favorite fic you've ever written?
Gosh it varies but the most me fic ever is Let Me Hand You My Love, it's full of tropey wonder. I'm incredibly proud of let us possess one world, each hath one and is one.
I'll tag @blossom--of--snow, @jonesywrites, @missparker, @applebottomclaudiajeans and @romanimp but no pressure of course.
#survey#my fanfiction#I’ve written so much and gosh my most kudos fics aren’t fandoms I generally write for any more#or at least haven’t touched in ages
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Do you have any dad klance headcannons?
Thank you so much for asking dear sweet asker I appreciate you so much. I actually,,, lowkey don't? Dad!Klance is not something I think about that much, I think bc as a teenage girl in my 20s I am not in a parent/family space that often BUT FOR YOU IMMA TRY HERE WE GO:
for starters I think they're really good at it let's get that straight from the jump
Lance always wanted to be a parent I think--comes from a big family, has watched his siblings become parents, is obsessed with his cool uncle status, has always seen parenthood ahead as something to look forward to
Keith is the opposite, never in a million bazillion years thought that was in the cards for him
he's gay so that came with its own list of things to be worried about that would be difficult in terms of, like, acquiring a child, plus he just sort of had a shitty time as a kid, has a funny relationship with the words "parent" and "dad" and hasn't had the time to hash that out with a therapist because he's been in space
really truly Keith is a feral desert child and when presented with the thought of turning a small being into an adult suitable for society his brain shorts out
...until they get together
actually, both of them flip on this while they're in space OKAY NOW WE'RE COOKING
Lance, my poor sweet darling prince, is a little less sold on children. He grows up hard and fast and violent in the intergalactic war they're thrust into, sees terrible things happen to good people all over the place, sees kids left parentless and parents lose a child, sees himself nearly die more times than he can count (oop that one time he did die lol), and suddenly the idea of kids in the future isn't tinted golden and sparkling with the memories of his childhood. He's an adult and anything could happen and it's terrifying and hard and he knows he loves what he does--loves helping people, loves interacting with children, wants to teach or something later for sure maybe--but the actual parenting is soured by the thought of his mom back home thinking her son is dead and not even having the closure of a burial or anything. He learns that nothing is certain in the way he used to think it was, and stops expecting specific things for his future
Klance gets together [how?? girls idk any infinite number of ways that is every post I'll ever make until the end of time but not this one--trust though it was juicy] and they stay together while they're fighting the space war, and slowly and then all at once Keith "Lone Wolf" "Not A Family Man" "Feral Desert Orphan" "Kids What Are Those" Kogane is, like,,,, thinking about his life and his future beyond like,,, the next hour,,, and is imagining kids in the picture??? trust it shocks him too
This actually is a version of their relationship that I really like thinking about! Lance pivots on all of his hopes and dreams that he'd had all his life about certain milestones for things--marriage, kids, the white picket fence and all that jazz--and throws it all out the window. Because piloting magical sentient lions in a space war is fucking crazy and life is nothing like what he thought and what is important to him reshapes; it isn't the milestones it is the feelings they represent, the security and companionship he is seeking, the fulfillment he can find from interacting with others in different ways. Keith is the opposite; he never thought any of the milestones were important because he assumed they were for other, non-broken people. People--not him--who could have nice things like spouses and houses and children to raise in their image or whatever. And to make a long and introspective story short he gets to hold Lance's hand and suddenly all of those nice things are back on the table and he gets to want them and finds out that he does
I guess this is where it gets fuzzy for me I've seen some things where they space adopt and that's really fun and fresh
Or they wait until they get back to Earth after having the Cool Uncle Era with Lance's nieces and nephews which is my shit i love cool uncle klance
I do think I subscribe to them adopting older children out of the foster system as opposed to however infant adoption works
but any way you slice it Keith is So Pressed About Getting It Right he's reading books he's asking Shiro and then wanting to die because Shiro is So Cringe about his caretaking advice UGH
and Lance is back in a comfy phase about it now that they've decided to do it, regaling Keith when he freaks out with tales of times he and his siblings totally almost died or that crazy shit happened or that his parents did x y z totally sideways--his point being: and look how well it turned out anyway
the important thing is that when they do have children they love them more than anything and demonstrate a positive healthy relationship for them and they try to meet them where they are and also give them opportunities to grow and be happy and therefore it all works out perfect :)
Also as an added bonus here are some of my favorite depictions of dad!Klance for your perusal:
deerstalkerdeathfrisbee's True Love or Something ok these were like my earliest favorite fics ever when I tell you this raised me and reset my brain chemistry I am being so serious. They aren't dadding until later in the series [THIS ONE] but actually the whole thing is so excellent
that,,, actually is the only one coming to mind right now but people SOUND OFF IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE PLS <3 i will return to this post with more if i find any
I hope this was good for you obviously I just stream-of-conscious dumped into the text box but it was super fun to do, if anybody has any other prompting thoughts I would love to ideate more I just,,,, love thinking about them so much,,,, ok everybody have a great day!!
#ask and you shall receive#klance headcanons#dad!klance#klance#vld headcanons#my writing#nobody ever asked me for my thoughts before this is crazy#please somebody ask me something again this was so fun#ok anon ily hope this scratched your itch a little#long post
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Ok so, you don't have to do this if you're not accepting requests. But I am way too insane about IOFAB and idk why. It has been in my head since the beginning of May. I couldn't focus for weeks, that's how good it is (it didn't really help that the Kendrick v Drizzy beatdown happened).
Can we have more stuff in the IOFAB verse? Maybe something from König's POV (this guy has to be aware that he's just making her hate him even more)? Maybe life after the last escape/shooting incident can't believe the guy actually did multiple rounds with a bullet in his shoulder that's gotta hurt, pregnancy, or kids? Or maybe domestic horror fluff (if that's actually a thing)? Or something about how he managed to keep reader as his lawfully kidnapped wife (this guy definitely put trackers in her ring)? I just realized that I keep referring to reader/darling as his wife even though they ain't married yet Or maybe even an alternate timeline in which deals with what would happen if they did meet but those guys had to actually disclose that they found those survivors which would mean König would not be able to have her?
IOFAB König is so different from the other yandere Königs because he actually shows his hand right in the beginning. Like he's not just some oWo shy guy that is a yandere that goes “maybe I should keep you here with me so that you wouldn't leave me, schatz haha jk... unless 🙂”. He just straight up “You're with me now. Sooner you accept it, the better it will be for you”. He wouldn't hurt reader but he definitely wouldn't hesitate to drop kick a kitten or even his children if they would somehow aid her in her escape.
Something something he would put the world at her feet but wouldn't ever let her see her family ever again. Something something you could put the world through eternal winter and starvation but he won't ever let his goddess go, not even for 6 months. Something something he would hunt her down in their next life. Something something God never blessed him so he's taking one of His blessed angels for himself. Something something he's worshipping the ground her chained feet walk on. Ok now this is getting too long. In short, this guy warrants the “Why are you like this” microscope and “You're not a human nor a dog but a secret third thing” and you don't have to but if you want to, please please please please please can we have more IOFAB?
Zero, you're now officially the number one fans of IOFAB XD idk if I should be glad or concerned about it.
I mean, if you wanna theorize about their future and stuff, I'll gladly answer it. But for me, the story already ended here. I don't really plan to write a continuation of it. Maybe I'll write a lil bit of it in other people's POVs but that's it.
As for König's POV, I think we've covered a lot about his psychology. Like, of course he knew she hated him, but it wouldn't last. If he keeps on giving her what she needs (tolerance, space, care, etc), she'll eventually come to love him, or at least tolerate his presence. It's like a 'trust the process' situation.
I won't really write about pregnancy and kids, because it's more fun when I let the reader decide what's best for her. My actual HC is she'll only have 1 kid, and it's a boy. That's it.
There are 3 endings that I've thought about, it's either; (1) she manages to escape with the help of the maid (The Handmaiden storyline, wlw), (2) she's staying with him until the end (Göth's dream), (3) she's rescued by the third party, there's a possibility that he or the reader dies in this scenario (the realistic ending). But I won't make either of them canon, bc where's the fun in that?
As for the AUs, I haven't got the right idea for it. I think yours is good, but I honestly don't know where to start 😅
Personally, in my humblest opinion, I think shy yandere shouldn't exist in fiction. I fucking hate it, because it's very manipulative in the cheapest way. Like, they'd appear "harmless" like a weirdo, but would go 180° at any given chance. And what makes me hate them the most is that they'd go back to their shy shell when they're being cornered. They can't and won't take any responsibility for their actions. Oh, he kissed you without your consent? Well, that's your fault bc you seduced him (even if you didn't). Every time I read about a shy yandere man, I just wanna bash his head with a bat. Like, you're not fooling anyone with that attitude. Just take what you want and admit it, even if it means you have to be ruthless.
I must admit, IOFAB König does hold a "secret third thing" vibe, because I don't think he exists irl in terms of personality. He's like, if patience is taken too far, and if patience is the source of horror. He doesn't really worship her, but he views her as the rarest and the most exotic thing. If you ever read about the exotic animal keeper, or the curator of the rarest arts, then you'll understand why he behaves that way. They're very patient, and they're very possessive of their treasure. If the tiger that they keep bites their arm, they won't put it down. They'll find a way to tame it—they'll try to win its affection instead. If one particular art requires so much maintenance, and so much cost to keep it in good condition, the curator would pay for it. They won't abandon the art piece, because they know how much it's worth. That's how König views his wife.
I know it sounds like he's objectifying his wife, but sometimes humans love their things more than other humans. I'm just using that feeling as the base for IOFAB König.
Maybe I'll write about the domestic horror stuff, but I still don't know how, so no promise 🤔
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Mistake Prequel Pt.1
California
Word Count: 2.3k
Pairing: ex!Jungkook x Reader
Genre: kind of Angst, Hurt, ex!Jungkook
Synopsis: idk at this point, sorry. But here’s the jest of it: Y/N, a very successful singer-songwriter was close friends with the members of BTS for several years. She had a relationship with Jungkook that ended painfully. Now they’re stuck trying to navigate the whole exes-to-friends dance, and somebody is bound to get their toes squashed.
Disclaimer: English isn’t my native language, so I apologize in advance for mistakes and awkward wordings to come.
Chapter soundtrack: California – Lana Del Rey
(By the way, for every ‘Chapter Soundtrack’, basically the idea is that it’s a song that YN eventually wrote with that chapter of her life in mind)
Oh, I'll pick you up, If you come back to America, just hit me up. 'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flip side. If you come back to California, you should just hit me up.
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YN sat on the sandy shore, her satin robe gently swaying in the breeze as she stared out at the endless expanse of the ocean before her. She was on the set of a fellow artist's music video shoot, patiently waiting for her turn to be on camera.
The rhythmic crash of the waves provided a soothing backdrop to her contemplations. In her hand, she held a Berlin postcard, its surface adorned with her friends' familiar scrawl.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she traced the words with her fingertips, savoring the sense of connection it brought. It had been ages since she'd received one of those.
With a soft exhale, she reached into her purse and retrieved her phone, fingers deftly navigating to dial a familiar number. As the call connected, she brought the device to her ear, anticipation fluttering in her chest.
“Well, well, well,” Jimin’s voice echoed, “to what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Hello to you too,” she smiled, “am I interrupting?”
“Not in the slightest” he replied, “we just got back to the hotel.”
“Shit-” she muttered, running a hand through her hair in frustration. Time difference, you idiot. “You must be drained. I can call at another time if y-”
“And wait another two months for a phone call?” her friend interrupted, his laughter cutting through her concerns. “Not a chance.”
There was a beat of silence. She knew she should’ve reached out earlier.
"I got your postcard," she finally said, her tone warm. "How did you even get my new address, Jimin-ssi?"
"You know I don’t kiss and tell," he teased, his voice tinged with amusement. “Why? Don’t fancy mail anymore?
"Oh, you know, I can never be too careful,” she quipped, a playful smirk tugging at her lips, “so many stalkers out there."
"Guess that means you found the strand of pubes I slipped in there," Jimin joked.
"Gross," she groaned, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
“Eh, you love it” he replied without missing a beat.
“So, how is Europe treating you?" YN asked.
"Well, we’re in Stockholm right now, you know how it is," he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice, “people are very… tall and morally upstanding."
"And how is everyone doing?" she inquired nonchalantly, though her curiosity lingered beneath the surface.
"Good," he replied, but there was a moment of hesitation before he continued, "Jungkookie’s doing okay, I guess." YN almost sighed in relief, grateful that Jimin had spared her the need to ask.
"You guess?" she pressed, sensing his uncertainty.
“Was Hobi unavailable today?” he asked.
YN winced. She had been found out. She usually talked to Hoseok about Jungkook stuff. Of course she did, Hobi was one of her closest friends. Only, after a while, he had called her out on her shit and told her that she should have the balls to ask for news herself. You do know you won’t be friends again if you don’t try and talk to each other from time to time, right? She'd been pretty much in the dark ever since.
A heavy silence lingered between them before the boy broke it, "You saw the articles, didn’t you?"
YN didn’t reply, but her silence spoke volumes. There had been a bunch of articles in the press lately, and a lot of fans on social media expressing concern over the looks and demeanor of BTS’s maknae.
“Well, you know,” Jimin continued, his tone reassuring, “he has been a little more off than usual. Then again, it’s hard to know if it’s the touring schedule that’s getting to him.”
She sighed inwardly, wishing she’d had the courage to pick up the phone and dial Jungkook's number. She had wanted to reach out so many times but was always held back.
Just then, a commotion erupted in the background, the distant sound of voices and laughter coming through in indistinct snippets.
"Hey, I got YN on the phone over here," Jimin declared to whoever was there. YN's heart skipped a beat as she realized that other members had joined, their boisterous greetings suddenly echoing through the phone.
“YN, I HAVE A NEW VIKING HELMET TO SHOW YOU!” Tae, of course.
“Tae stole my helmet after he lost his, actually.” And there was Joonie.
Suddenly, a voice, rough around the edges yet achingly familiar pierced through the chaotic backdrop of their conversation.
"Hi, superstar."
Her breath caught in her throat at the sound.
"Hey, Jungkook," she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
She heard the click of a door on the other end of the line and quiet finally returned. They were alone. "So, what's the occasion?” Jungkook asked casually, “Don’t tell me you’re missing us already."
Her lips curved into a wistful smile at his playful tone, "Oh, you know, just wondering when I’ll get to see your faces again," she replied, "if you ever come back to America, that is."
His laughter echoed through the phone, a comforting sound that washed over her like a soothing balm. "Yeah, who knows when that’ll happen," he admitted, the weariness of their never-ending tour evident in his tone. "Don’t worry, though," he added, "your favorite band will probably play the city of angels soon enough."
A grin tugged at her lips as she teased, "Are the Beatles planning a reunion?"
Jungkook's laughter filled the air once more. "Oh, come on," he chuckled. "And then they wonder why we’re taking the long way home," he mumbled, his words laced with mock-offence. In that moment, as their laughter mingled, she felt a sense of peace wash over her.
"For real though," she said, her smile softening as she spoke, "you should come by sometime.”
"Meh,” he shrugged, his tone nonchalant, “California weather isn’t really my cup of tea."
Of course, she thought with a hint of amusement. He never liked the dry heat. Always complained about it. The boys used to joke that it was the Busan in him. You can take the man out of the city, but not the city out of the man, right?
Still, YN wasn’t discouraged. They'd always found a way to make the best of it before. They could do whatever they'd want. They could hit up all the old places, reminisce about the good times. Maybe throw a rager of a party, get his favorite liquor off the top shelf and dance 'til dawn. Like old times. LA had many flaws, but it had always been a great time touring there with the boys.
"Come on," she insisted, her voice gentle yet persuasive. "I’ll even pick you guys up from the airport."
"Princess treatment, huh?" he teased, "Tempting."
There was a beat of silence. This was her shot.
"So," she said softly, her voice betraying a hint of apprehension. "Everything's alright with you?"
“Didn’t get the dirt from Hobi, huh?” he taunted.
“Answer the question, punk,” she replied gently.
"Yeah, yeah,” he replied, his tone casual and breezy, “everything's been great."
YN played with the sand absentmindedly. She wished she could tell him that he didn't have to act all strong and cool with her all the time. She wished she could only reassure him that she would always think the world of him, always see him as the brightest of the brightest stars. No matter what.
But instead, she remained silent, her words trapped within the confines of her mind.
"What about you?" Jungkook's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
Caught off guard by the sudden shift in focus, she found herself faced with yet another dilemma. There was plenty new with her. Too much, perhaps. Or too much for small talk over the phone, at least.
"Well, you know,” she replied with a forced nonchalance, “same old, same old."
“Oh," he paused, "okay.”
She winced at his noticeable disappointment, knowing she was keeping him at arm's length, too. On top of being a coward she was a hypocrite.
"Hey,” she interjected, changing the topic in an attempt to lighten the mood, “guess where I am right now."
"Oh, I’m not falling for that one" he chuckled, his amusement evident even through the phone. She once had a habit of ending up in the most unexpected of places, much to the group’s amusement and occasional frustration.
"It's nothing like that, Jeon," she reassured him, a small smile playing on her lips as she thought back to their past adventures.
"Well, go on then," he urged, curiosity piqued.
“That little beach in Santa Monica,” she revealed, waiting for his reaction.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and she couldn't help but wonder if he remembered. After all, there had been many beaches over the years, and the beach bars hadn't exactly helped them keep track of them all.
"The one right across from Jack’s," she added, hoping to jog his memory.
“Aw shit,” Jungkook blurted out, “the one where Tae-?”
“That’s the one,” she confirmed with a chuckle.
Yeah, it had been quite a night for them. A soft smile played on her lips as memories flooded back with vivid clarity. Drinking and dancing on the beach, the salt on her skin, and the pink cocktail umbrellas in her hair.
Jungkook had drunkenly written out a love declaration on the wet sand, to which she had responded with a nauseous heave, both from how horribly cheesy the gesture was and from the alcohol churning in her stomach.
Only it was Taehyung who had ended up bearing the brunt of their drunken escapade, his stomach unable to handle the excesses of the night. She remembered the sight of him retching into the sand, the clear water tainted with vibrant hues of Tequila Sunrise.
“Any remains?” Jungkook asked, his tone light but tinged with curiosity. She found herself wondering whether he was referring to the remnants of Tae's unfortunate mishap or to his own words carved in the sand. She shook off the thought.
“No,” she shook her head, “seems the tide took care of it.”
“Lucky for us,” he remarked.
“Yep,” she echoed, “lucky for us.”
There was a brief moment of silence between them.
“So, are you taking a day off to call old friends while you work on your tan?” Jungkook inquired, breaking the silence.
“Uh, well- not really,” YN replied, her voice faltering slightly. “I’m here for, uh, it’s- like- like a work thing.”
“Oh shit,” he began, “well, I don’t want to hold you up-”
“No, no, it’s fine,” she interjected quickly, not wanting to end the conversation just yet, “I’ve got plenty of tim-”
"Y/N, time for your closeup!" a booming voice interrupted her, and YN's head snapped to the side to see the director in the distance, holding a megaphone.
"…You were saying?" she could practically hear Jungkook's smirk, and he could practically see her eyeroll.
"Okay," she mumbled reluctantly. "Rain check?"
"For sure," he agreed, "you haven’t even gotten to tell me what’s new with you."
"Right," she said, waving to the filming crew to signal she’d be there in a moment.
There was another moment of silence. They’d never been any good at saying goodbye.
"I meant it, by the way," she said suddenly, her voice filled with sincerity.
"Huh?" Jungkook replied.
"If you come back to California, you should hit me up," she reiterated.
She heard him sigh gently. "Alright,” he said, his tone soft and warm. “I’ll catch you on the flip side, superstar."
"Catch you on the flip side, playboy," she replied, a bittersweet smile tugging at her lips as she hung up the phone.
She got up, brushing the sand off her robe as she made her way towards the set.
As she approached, her heart skipped a beat when she saw pretty-boy hopping towards her, his sparkling green eyes lighting up at the sight of her.
"There you are, love!" he exclaimed, sweeping her off her feet and spinning her around in a whirl of excitement.
"There I am," she replied with a smile, her heart fluttering at the warmth of his embrace.
"Thanks again” he said, “for doing this, I mean," he continued with a radiant smile.
"Are you kidding? You couldn’t keep me away if you tried," she beamed. “And you’re not shooting my face, anyway, right? So, it’s not like anybody will recognize me," she added with a playful wink, slipping off her robe to reveal her bikini and handing it to one of the stylists.
He eyed her with a gentle grin, admiration evident in his gaze."Alright, I'll swing by craft service, and I'll be right back. You do your thing, love," he said, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "I trust you." With a final smile, he headed off, leaving her to prepare for the shoot ahead.
She was quickly ushered to the filming spot, where she was briefed on the various angles the director had in mind as the stylists worked on final touch-ups.
"Not a bad day to be Y/N, huh?" a makeup artist declared with a knowing grin.
Caught off guard by the comment, YN hummed inquisitively, "Uh?"
"Well, it's not every day your boyfriend writes a hit song about you," the makeup artist elaborated with a wink.
“Oh,” YN nodded, "right."
As she looked to the horizon, her mind involuntarily drifted to the countless songs another boy had written and sang about her, what felt like ages ago. Most of them had never seen the light of day, let alone the inside of a recording studio; destined to remain tucked away tenderly in the corners of her memory, along with images of messy sheets and late-night drives. But that soft, gentle voice echoed in her mind, still.
“Totally,” she added with a polite smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
After a moment, the styling team scattered. The music started playing and the cameras finally began to roll.
“Tastes like strawberries, on a summer evening…”
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Guess who’s baaaaack???? Hope you all liked it! Please interact lol, I am desperate for any reaction at all. Help a girl out, army. Xxx
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Fanfic Writer Interview
thank you @alonelystargazer for tagging me!
no pressure tags @earthtodora @sunnyyflowerrs @kentuckyfriedmegumi and @kat-likes-writing !!!
How many works do you have on AO3?
counting the ones i moved to "anonymous" i have 36 for 3 fandoms
Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:
Family is Embarrassing
Dancing With a Stranger
summer lovin'
koi no yokan
honey and lavender
all itafushi. i write other fandoms/ships sometimes but yeah im mostly known for itafushi. if i can even call myself known.
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
okay so i DO but im just really slow right now because of uni. like i have 100+ comments stacked up im so sorry guys. uni is kicking my ass. but usually i try to bc i like to let readers know that i appreciate the support <3
What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
....this is hard i have a few that are pretty bad. the one that hurts me the most is right where you left me (ghost au)....idk it's like sad and happy. they both sortaaa get what they need but also like they dont get to be together, and i think (hope) it was obvious from the start that a happy ending wasn't on the table for them
What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?
contrary to popular belief i write a lot of happy endings!!!!!! i want to say koi no yokan even though it's not out yet, not because it has the objectively happiest ending, but because the whole thing is so angsty and a lot of people have said they doubt that i'll actually give a happy ending. and i will! anyway, i'd say its the happiest because its like. relieving at the end. without giving too much away.
Do you write crossovers?
i don't think i'd write a crossover in the traditional sense where characters from two medias interact, but i've written au's where i put the characters from x show into the universe from y show. that's probably as close as i'll get to a crossover.
Have you ever received hate on a fic?
four times...ngl i was a bit confused abt one bc it felt like they hadn't read the fic, one time they just hated the ship and took it out on the fic, and the other was recent......that once kinda upset me bc of the second ask they sent.
Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
uh. hm. i have. i'm very shy abt it so i would never post it in a way that'd tie back to me, and only a few ppl actually know abt the details.
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
not that i've seen.........but im also chronically offline these days
Have you ever had a fic translated?
also no, but i do frequently get comments in spanish which is cool
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
tbh i think it'd be fun, but i'm also so particular abt my process that i think it'd frustrate the other person. however....there would potentially be a few ppl i'd be interested in writing with. but once again, i'm shy
What’s your all-time favorite ship?
itafushi ofc. my number one forever, i don't think a singular ship has ever grabbed me by the throat like this before
What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
sigh theres so many. i recently published a new fic and i'm like not even feeling motivated to write the next two chapters......i feel bad abt that bc i did already share it. this is why i need to write all if not most of the multichapter before i share it. most of the things i have rn are just ideas tho bc i havent had time to write much that's new
What are your writing strengths?
oh god......um i think i do a good job creating an emotional atmosphere and taking the reader inside the pov character's head
What are your writing weaknesses?
description for sure. i'm just not good with visual things, whether its art or descriptions in writing. i'm also not observant which doesn't help like i couldn't tell you anything about what's happening around me right now which is Not Good. either way it hinders my writing fs. also i think sometimes i struggle w pacing and characterization. and dialogue. um. honestly i think i have a lot of weaknesses, i'm not the fondest of my own writing unfortunately.
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
hm. i think it has a place ig, but personally i would never do it, despite the fact that i'm trilingual and definitely have the capacity to.
also this is an unpopular opinion, and i think it comes from my time studying japanese in university, but when i see like "gojo-sensei," or "itadori-kun" type things, it does make me cringe a bit. like i know that is what they are saying but like if i did that in class it would be marked wrong so i've just been trained to read it as incorrect.
What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?
ngl rn im only interested in writing for itafushi. i would like to write more for tokyo ghoul soon though
What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?
at this present moment.....right where you left me. there is also a budding au in my drive that i'm quite fond of but i'm waiting to share more details on that
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rain code dlc thoughts
watched em all (spoilers obviously)
desuhiko:
can't believe this guy literally tried flirting with a child. he has gone unchecked for too long. we need to beat him up
enyne is good. i would love to see her in a cool thief outfit
not worth $5
fubuki:
the interactions between the detectives were cute. but i wish she'd gotten a chance to shine more on her own
it was kind of aggravating how slow they solved the mystery though. all that wondering about what the numbers could possibly mean... y'all the die was right there
not worth $5
halara:
kind of a shame that this one was the only actual investigative one. it was great!!! i liked the mystery setup and i liked figuring out how the culprit pulled it off even if the identity of the culprit was obvious the moment he showed up
"Good girl, Sugar" lololololol
good to know halara can be bought with cats instead of shien. love that yakou's totally onto their shit
and the cat they have a picture of is REAL!!! IT'S NOT A RANDOM JPG FROM THE INTERNET (WHICH I HAD ASSUMED)
worth $5
vivia:
i love how before it came out we were all like "please... one conversation with yakou... even just a mention of him would be okay" and then we got hit with a flaming rainbow fist #LoveWins
vivia all like "i wish i had something in this world to care about" and yakou literally forcing open the doors to his cold dead heart in response
the way he keeps flashing back to all the little things yakou has done to care for him... vivia you can't deny the truth anymore. you can't run from these gay thoughts
fellas is it gay to be another man's reason for living? (only if you share an umbrella)
for those who don't know, sharing an umbrella is like the most romantic thing you can do in japan. the only way this could have been more explicitly textually gay is if one of them pointed out how beautiful the moon was.
where's my Melt amv
'i'll enjoy the scenery along the way' *yakou seductively swaying his hips back and forth* HELLO???????????????????????
i hope after that is when vivia finally agrees to that dinner date
honestly up until now i've been very attached to the idea of vivia being head over heels for yakou the whole time and yakou not ever really noticing but now???? my god. this chief really can bisexual
speaking of bi i'm also not opposed to the idea of vivia/ryo... them both being like 'i'm interested in you' 'i'm interested in you too' oh are you now? hmmmm...
and they were both ghosts (oh my god they were ghosts)
I was saying to my friends while we were playing it that it makes sense the first suicide was 5 years ago, before the blank week incident... because otherwise she wouldn't have been a ghost at all, just a walking corpse
loved that line btw. 'all humans are just walking corpses' good news vivia, you're among peers here in kanai ward
worth $5. i mean technically since vivia/yakou dlcs are bundled together (gaaaay) it only cost $2.50 so it's extra worth it.
the amount of fanfiction that will inevitably come out of this is worth way more than $5
yakou:
his hips still do the little wiggle even as a zombie. can't slay the sashay away <3
him thinking of all the other detectives.... UUU....
yuma's flashback is from ch5 after yakou's already dead (but clearly there's still enough of him left...)
desuhiko's... is it from the dlc? idk. he said "i won't cause any problems" and then went on to cause many problems
halara's scene from the dlc is clearly a moment that made a big impression on yakou LMFAO... i mean if halara nightmare sat in MY chair it would make an impression on me too :flushed:
fubuki's i'm pretty sure is from ch.4 as yakou is dying on the floor?? he must have felt so bad, hearing her cry so much while he was fading away and couldn't do anything about it... his last moments UUUUUU
vivia gets the FUCKING aforementioned umbrella scene. sad wet cat man. learning to accept kindness and finding something (someone) worth living for... the exact moment vivia falls in love with him lmfao. and this is the moment that sticks out in yakou's zombie brain. seeing someone in need and actually being able to reach out and help them (for once). ;_;
and then SHE!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEE
i shrieked when i saw her
mad she STILL doesn't have a name but oh man. i love her. i mean i already loved her when i saw the labcoat + turtleneck combo but the GLASSESSSSSS. and her VOICE AARGGGHHH they picked the perfect va for her
She must've given him the glasses while she was still alive, since he's the one wearing them in The Photo. good call, he looks naked without them
and now we really understand why yakou is as pitifully broke as he is, because he can't bring himself to make the corrupt choice that screws over innocent people for the sake of money. love that for him. he suffers so much for the sake of his city
very funny that he couldn't recognize his childhood friend (i'm assuming she recognized him immediately from across the room lmao). love the idea that she's trans. they're t4t your honor
she asked the most useless man to be her bodyguard but we all know who's protecting whom lmao
i feel like she must have been the one who proposed to him. or at least knowingly coaxed him into it haha
AND THE BADGE... UUUUUU.... and her ghost led him to it.... she had such an important job to do...
need to see vivia talk to her now. ghost 2 ghost communication. yakou simp 2 yakou simp
i think she would tell yakou to go kiss that goth boy silly
and most importantly... the medicine. the research... her dream lives on... i thought it was stupid that makoto literally cancelled everything about the homunculus research - sure they didn't need to make any more but how about research into alternate diets? or uv protection beyond like. sunscreen. WHAT ABOUT HER RESEARCH MAKOTO. PLEASE
so the existence of a possible cure for zombie homunculus begs the question... what's next for yakou? we thought his story was done but turns out it's far from yakouver, bitches. he's coming back one way or another.
what will he do with this magical macguffin - bring it to somewhere they can analyze it and duplicate it, or just take the pill himself? how complete is this untested theoretical cure? will yakou Come Back Wrong? is he gonna struggle to speak? (though that'd be a waste of kaiji tang)... is he gonna struggle with the urge to, you know, eat human flesh? i think that would be pretty hot cool
of course there's the chance it won't work at all. or will just straight up kill him, speedrun to reuniting with dead wife
definitely worth $5. or $2.50.
but at the same time since it actually does continue the main plot of rain code in an interesting way (or hint at it) i think they should bundle it with the main game instead of vivia's dlc
i mean if i had it my way they'd ALL be free but... i get it. they gotta gauge popularity somehow (and pay the devs/vas for extra work)
anyway. i should be working on homework but no. this game has absolutely ruined me
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Last one for now. What's your 3rd favorite sbg character and why? You're not allowed to compare how much you like them with how much you like other characters (such as their rank, or even if you like them more or less) in the explanation
You bastard you gave me conditions for this I'll try but sorry if I bend the rules a little. I'm going to try to handle this as a pros and cons rather than a numbered list.
I'd say Tyler is my third favorite.
Pros: I do enjoy that he is the "protector" and it's gotten him hurt really bad at one point for him to have to take a step down and realize that he has to also let other people take care of him too. That trope always made me think "ahh yes a baybeee" for characters. His idea that he has to take on a parental role only to realize he is a kid is something that I always felt akin to? (I took care of my brother and mom for a while so...Tylercore ig) I do enjoy that he is a sarcastic bastard sometimes! The humor makes him well rounded and I know that he is "Just A Kid" so watching him be a little silly sometimes is reason that I always look for him in the background too. Little guy (he's so much taller than me) has a lot to learn and it's like a little brother that you can't wait to watch him get his heart broken for the first time, smile the biggest smile youve ever seen at graduation, and finally get a taste of adult freedom when he gets his license after painfully teaching and getting frustrated. Cons: Though, I sometimes roll my eyes and smack the wrinkles off my forehead a little bit when he decides that instead of working together as a team, he just immediately goes into pointing fingers, trying to find someone to blame. The anger and wanting answers for a situation where its very obvious that no one has answers is the most frustrating part about him. I jsut wanna grab his shoulders and scream "CALM DOWN PLEASE JUST LISTEN BEFORE YOU GAIN STRONG OPINIONS" soo bad but unfor he is but a comic character. I did respond to a post earlier that I really wish he would play to his own strengths (use a baseball bat as a weapon instead of almost immediately getting a gun) and planning for the worst with all the other characters in his mind. As someone who tends to protect the other people in their life, I'm always constantly thinking of the worst case scenarios and it makes me come back and basically wrap everything in bubblewrap so no one else gets hurt. I'm constantly checking the ground for glass and I wish that Tyler would do that too instead of being such a "I'm shrugging my shoulders cause I dont care about you but if you get hurt I'm going to tell you how useless you are" LIKE???? BROTHER???? HELP THEM THEN! <- which makes me say "uuughhh SHUT UP!!" sometimes soooo idk
I'll leave it at that for now but I can honestly do this for each character if I had the time to (plus no one would actually read it so eh)
(Also this is absolutely not dogging on Red's writing whatsoever. I love how rounded a lot of her characters are, even the side ones, they feel more human than some of the other webtoons I've read. They're flawed!! I like that about all of them. In the end, they're just teenagers. They're gonna suck! You're gonna like parts of them! They're teenagers in a really really shitty and unfortunate situation. They are constantly being lied to and gaslit into what is true and what isn't. They are literally fighting for their life ALL. THE. TIME. Give them - and Red - a break! PLEASE! )
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💖 and 🧠 from the ask game <33
💖 What do you like most about your own writing?
my writing voice! i used to hate re-reading my own writing but now i can do so comfortably, even when i pick up on mistakes i missed or things i would change <3
i'm also fairly proud of my imagery, lol. that was something i worked hard to develop, and while i DO forget to like... describe things still when im writing, when i do remember/go back to add that in i feel more confident in my results lol
🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?
i have SO MANY of these
okay. i counted up the ones i have fleshed out outlines for, since there's more to talk about, and then i rolled a die <3
so! it's a jaytim fic inspired by the lyric, "why do you make me want to leave the world behind?" from the song stardust by new politics. the rest of the song doesn't actually fit, & i'll probs end up not using that line as the title, lol.
my outline for it is almost more of a not-fic than an outline, so... i'll just paste that in here, ig. pls excuse my brackets <3
why do you make me want to leave the world behind?
Jason couldn’t tell you what the final straw was. Maybe it was the last argument he got into with Bruce. Maybe it was hearing Joker’s laugh, again, echoing through the streets of Gotham. Maybe it was the gunshot he took to the shoulder, a few weeks ago. It— The point is, it could have been any number of things. Whatever the final straw, one thing is clear: he can’t do this any more.
And it’s not that he wants to abandon Crime Alley, or his people, it’s just—
He’s tired. He’s been tearing himself apart for the mission since he was twelve. He died, even—only to come back and keep doing it. And now… He’s just… done. He wants to live, and he can’t do that when the mission controls his life. He needs out.
Thing is…
He can’t leave Tim.
Tim is… somewhere along the way, Tim has become his rock. They’ve moved in together. When Jason suits up, Tim is at his side. When Tim needs stitches, it’s Jason holding the needle. When Jason comes home, knuckles bruised and lip split, it’s Tim there with the ice pack. And when they’re finished tending each other’s wounds, large and small, they fall into bed together—sore but together.
Jason doesn’t want to give that up.
He knows Tim won’t leave Gotham. Knows that Tim views Robin/Red Robin as the most important thing he’s ever done, the thing that gives him purpose, makes him feel real. He can’t ask him to leave it. He can’t.
But he’s not sure he can stay, either.
It’s a big, tangled mess, and Jason is no closer to figuring out what to do when Tim approaches him one evening. He sits down with him, holding his tablet, looking like he’s got something on his mind. He doesn’t bother with much preamble.
“My parents bought a place in [idk, some nice coastal or country area] a long time ago. A small vacation home, I think. It was one of those things we didn’t lose when Dad went bankrupt. I think… It looks like a nice place to retire, don’t you think so?”
Jason can hardly believe what he’s hearing, even as he agrees with feeling. He has to pinch himself once or twice, as they start making plans. They’re as methodical about it as they are everything else, hashing out all the details. It doesn’t feel real; not even when they inform the others, not when they start packing. Not even when they finally make the move, or unpack, or settle into the house.
It’s not until the second morning that it starts to sink in. This is real. It’s happening.
They grow roots. Befriend the neighbors. Tim gets back into photography, dragging Jason out with him on long walks to capture the scenery. He gets a job, too, working on cars, and talks Jason into pursuing a degree, the way he always wanted.
They gets visits and calls from the bats, and their friends—some more than others—and they usually even remember to leave business out of it. It’s… everything Jason wanted, honestly—though it’s not always easy. There are still nightmares, restless nights, and times when neither of them can watch or read the news without the urge be out there. Especially when there’s a crisis.
The worst of it, though, is the itching, nagging feeling in Jason’s chest. The thing that tells him it’s too easy. Too simple. Eventually something has to break—and each nightmare, each restless night makes Jason more and more certain it’s going to be Tim. One day, he’s going to wake up and decide that a quiet life with Jason isn’t what he wants after all.
He’ll leave.
Jason keeps his worries to himself. Just—tries to bottle up the good days, tucking them close under his heart, to keep him warm when he’s alone.
Before he knows it, though, a year passes. Tim still hasn’t left. Jason wakes up first, like he always does, and puts on the coffee before starting breakfast. Tim stumbles out of their bedroom just after Jason finishes the pancake batter. Even with a regular sleep schedule, he’s still not a morning person.
He goes for Jason first; winding his arms around his waist and sneaking a kiss before he pours his coffee. He slips out of the way, leaning against the wall to sip his coffee and watch Jason. And somewhere between the first batch of pancakes and the fourth, he glances over, and—he sees it.
Tim is smiling at him over the rim of his cup, still a little hazy from sleep. His eyes are no longer laden with bags. His skin is clear, a little tan. He’s got freckles, just a few, dotting his face. There’s a light, a glow to him that once Jason only saw in glimpses.
He’s happy.
Here.
With Jason.
It knocks the breath from him. He doesn’t know what his face is doing—only that Tim is at his side in an instant, coffee forgotten on the counter. Wrapped in Tim’s arms, Jason finds himself spilling everything, every thought and fear that’s plagued him for the last year. When he’s done, Tim smiles sadly, his hold turning into something like a cradle, despite their size difference.
“Robin was the most important thing in my life for a long time. First because watching you both, knowing what I knew… made me feel part of something bigger. Something amazing. And then because it gave me purpose. I was doing something that mattered, and so that made me feel like I mattered. And being good at it… It made me feel like I belonged, like I was wanted.” He strokes Jason’s cheek. “But… It always felt like it could be taken away. There were times when I thought it had been. And then… us. Jason, I don’t need Robin anymore. You make me feel like I matter—and I don’t… I don’t have to… to be perfect, or prove myself. I can just be here, with you, and that’s enough. I’m enough. And that… It means everything, Jay.”
Jason is tearing up. Supposedly, he’s the one who’s good with words—and Tim has pages of love poetry and sweet letters tucked away that can attest to that—but right now? He has none. All he can do is kiss him, and hope that everything he wants to say comes through.
The gratitude. The awe. The agreement. Tim does matter, and he doesn’t have to do anything to earn it, because Jason loves him. And fuck—the reason Jason stayed, the reason he couldn’t just leave on his own was because with Tim…
Tim has always taken him as he is. He doesn’t ask Jason to be anything more than he is, and because of that… Jason wants to be. He feels like the best version of himself when they’re together, and to hear that he gives Tim that same feeling—
It’s everything.
Tim’s coffee grows cold. Breakfast burns.
Neither of them care.
[ fic writer ask game ]
#its sappy and self-indulgent bc that's just where i'm at right now ig#thank you for asking!#waffleinator-inator#asks and answers#jaytim#tauriawritesfanfic#also this is another idea/fic/wip ive wanted to yell abt so ty for giving me the opportunity to share!
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Thank you @landwriter for the tag <3<3<3 Answers under the cut!
How many works do you have on Ao3? 227!
What's your total Ao3 word count? I broken two million this year! :)
What fandoms do you write for? I guess you'd say my "main" fandom is still The Sandman, because that's what really started me writing again, but I'll write for any piece of media that inspires me. I've written for The Terror, the D&D movie, Dungeon Meshi, Supernatural, Sherlock, and Homestuck at various points.
Top five fics by kudos: 1. aulon raid - In which no neonazis are allowed in the New Inn. 2. Curse of the Green Hag - The one where Xenk Yendar is cursed by a hag and he and Edgin have to fuck about it. 3. Ecdysis - Undressing and armor and bathing. 4. That I Should Wedded-Be - This was my first attempt at something longer. It's definitely not one of my better ones at this point but it was one of the first ones so it has a lot more kudos. 5. Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow - The one where Hob fucks Dream on his desk.
Do you respond to comments? I would really like to, but I find that I often don't have the energy, and because I want every response to be unique and thoughtful and just for that person, it means that I feel really bad if I give a simple "thanks!" and nothing else. Inevitably the bad feeling of not responding in a meaningful way outweighs the good feeling of getting the comment, so now I really only respond to comments if they address me directly or ask a question.
What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? the long way down maybe? It has a more open "hopeful" ending. I don't usually let things end on a low note!
What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Hallmark-Adjacent, I think. Literally ends like a Hallmark movie lol.
Do you get hate on fics? Once or twice it's happened. If it's happened since then I haven't been aware of it. I'm sure a lot of conversation goes on in like, discord channels and such that I don't follow. I'm not particularly interested in debating with people about the intentions or morality of my writing. I try to be as authentic and inclusive and respectful as the setting and story allow me to be, but I'm also human and fallible. *shrug* I grow and learn more every day. Expecting perfection from people is an exercise in frustration and futility.
Do you write smut?
yeh
Craziest crossover: Wrote a BBC Sherlock/Homestuck fusion. That was fun.
Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I'm aware of. If it was like Cocoon or Maybe sprout wings I think I'd be really upset about it because I put so much into those, but I don't know if I'd feel particularly devastated if it was anything else. BSN, maybe. I mean it would suck? That's a shitty thing to do, but also, you're not earning any real clout or money by doing it, lol.
Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! A number of my fics have been translated, mostly into Russian (thanks chainsmoking and Bonniemary!), and one into Spanish (thanks Dhixi!). I'm incredibly flattered every time someone takes the time and effort to do a translation. It's an incredible art.
Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes, though not recently.
All time favourite ship? Listen I write so much for Sandman but truthfully? Mulder/Scully. Alpha and omega ship. Don't know if anything will ever compare.
What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? At this point, The Whole of Love Contained is so far removed from my current writing style that I would have to restart from scratch, I think. I'm not counting it out forever, but there are other ideas I've had that I'm more interested in pursuing first.
What are your writing strengths? I really like sentence construction. The flow of it. How you can use punctuation to make it stop -- and then carry on, giving it purposeful structure. I've been told I have a talent for inserting life-altering sentences into the middle of things so that they hit you like a punch. Idk I'm bad at listing my own strengths. I like to research things a lot?
What are your writing weaknesses? Pacing, definitely, and action scenes. I always feel like my action scenes have low-stakes feel to them. And dialogue. I think a lot of people struggle to write realistic dialogue, though, so that might not just be me. Keeping the momentum going. Sometimes I'll be so focused on reaching one specific scene that I'll lose track of how to actually get there, and I'll stall out. I feel like I have a lot more weaknesses but I struggle to articulate them beyond a sense of deep dissatisfaction with my own writing, especially in comparison with other writers whom I greatly admire. I feel often like I'm churning out things that are easily-digestible and entertaining, but not necessarily meaningful, or not conveying what I would like them to do. Logically I know that "entertaining" is a value unto itself, and nothing to scoff at, but still. The writer's hubris, maybe.
Thoughts on dialogue in another language? Kind of depends on what you're using it for, I suppose. I tend to stick with one narrator's POV, so it can be useful if the narrator doesn't speak that language, but we, as the readers, can pop the sentence into translate and get the gist. I tend to use that sparingly as a gimmick, though, because I'm not multilingual except in the very most basic of terms and I prefer being correct to being aesthetic, lol.
First fandom you wrote in? If you want to be technical, it was Harry Potter. But the first fandom I wrote seriously for was Heroes.
Favourite fic you've written? I'm still proudest of Maybe sprout wings. Not sure if I'll ever write something like that again, where so much of it just felt right. And it got a compliment from a writer I admired very much in Homestuck fandom, so I reckon I did something right with it.
I'll tag @arialerendeair and @dsudis because I know you've both been in fandom for a while and I want to hear your stats <3
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Author Ask Game-type-Thing-Yes <3
Tagged by the ever lovely @schmuckered. Thanks for tagging me in something I know how to answer and sorry for missing the others.
Total number of Ao3 works: 20
Total Ao3 word count: 217,440
Fandoms I've written for: Dimension 20, DC Comics, Bleach and She Ra.
Top 5 fics by Kudos:
Broken Little Birds
The Magic of Second Chances
A Brace for a Broken Wing
A new ace up in Catwoman's sleeve
Advanturing Party: Name Pending
Do I respond to comments?: No because I don't know what to say other than "thank you!" and "aww, that's sweet!". I do respond to questions though, at least that allows my brain to be more flexible with my reply.
What has the most angst-ridden ending?: Broken Little Birds. It was during Covid and I was going through while writing it for a friend that was also going through it. Though I guess the most technical answer is all the fics I abandoned and never going to finish.
What has the happiest ending?: Little Blooming Mayflower or A new ace up in Catwoman's sleeve. The happy ending of parents meeting their babies for the first time.
Have I received hate?: for my fics specifically? No. I kinda want them though, it's great to make fun of them with my friends.
Do I write smut? And if so, what kind?: I only wrote a few snippets and that's it. I haven't lost enough internalized shame yet to post them. Also, I can't figure out how a penis is supposed to work.
Do I write crossovers?: Not yet, but I am open to ideas. I used to be very anti about them cause I couldn't wrap my brain around how to make these two characters from worlds with opposite world building logic meet but I've gotten more chill since then.
Have I ever had a fic stolen?: No, I'm not known, popular or hated enough for that. I almost never write any drafts down either until I plan on posting them. so there isn't anything physical to steal.
Have I ever had a fic translated?: Nope.
Have I ever co-written a fic?: If we include deranged discord conversations with friends then yet. Physically, nope.
A WIP I'll never finish: The Injustice rewrite series, without a doubt. I am embarrassed I even wrote that. The games are so bad and I hate that I wasted time on them.
Writing strengths: I come up with ideas and scenarios with lighting speed and also I am the fucking bomb at character interactions.
Writing weaknesses: Describing the scenery, pacing, small word vocabulary, insecurities in my writing, my impostor syndrome, I constantly miss typos even after rereading the work for the fifth time and I have to constantly edit my works, inability to finish projects and the general burnout you get in your twenties.
Do I like foreign language dialogue?: I don't know what this question means. You mean writing in languages others than English? Like the rest of the world outside the US, UK and Australia? I might be getting too pissed at an innocent question so I'll just move on.
First fandom I wrote for: DC Comics. As if I ever had a choice.
Favorite Fic I've Ever Written: IDK if I have a favorite but I do wanna give a shout out to A series of one shots from an au I'll never fully write and every other Bleach one shot I've written. I was fucking brilliant and not enough people cared.
Tagging @strikenine @jadelion and @sanbantaikarin if you wanna
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13, 15, and 19 for lovely Abigail?
13) Does your OC have a good relationship with their parents or no?
Well, we all know Abigail's mother died, she died in childbirth. Abigail has a wonderful relationship with Tyrion. Sometimes it's more like he wants to be her friend and not her father. For the first several years of her life she didn't even call him father, but she called Cersei 'mother.' that was of course Cersei's idea, it was something that definitely hurt Tyrion. But by the time of the first book, Abigail's around 16, and Tyrion is basically her number one person.
15) Has your OC ever fallen in love before who their intended love interest is, or is the intended love interest their first love?
I'll say it right now, Abigail's role models for love are terrible and she's definitely not good at it either.
So, Abigail is the type to fall hard, fast. I'll start with Joffrey because he can technically be considered her first love. Abigail and Joffrey grew up attached at the hip and many thought that they'd get married one day. The biggest pusher of this was Cersei, who basically just wanted them to be like her and Jamie. As manipulative as their relationship was in later years, Abigail still loved him.
Her second 'love' was Robb Stark...they knew eachother for a week. Abigail had her eyes set on the position of Lady of Winterfell the second she heard Robert was thinking of betrothing Joffrey to Sansa and the royal family was taking a trip north. She did her research and practiced and had a wardrobe made in advance-- she didn't really expect to fall for Robb but boy did she. She was DEVASTATED when Cersei betrothed her to Tommen. Literally cried herself to sleep that night.
Her third 'love' was Sansa Stark. This-- is a bit complicated and I'm not sure if it even really counts as love. Abigail wanted to be Sansa's friend, though they didn't really get along at the beginning despite Abigail's best attempts. She doesn't even really consider having feelings for Sansa until Robb's death. Her feelings are mainly just rooted in Sansa's relation to Robb.
The last one I'll touch on right now is Tommen. It takes a long time for Abigail to see him as anything other than her little cousin (I promise I aged him up for this--) even after they're married. But we all know Tommen and Abigail are endgame. I think they balance eachother very well.
Now a few friends have suggested Abigail have a pollycule (idk how to spell) adding Dany and Griff and a couple others. Idk if I'll do that but I do love a good pollycule
19) Does your OC have any close friends?
Other than her ladies in waiting, Eragon and Osferth are Abigail's ride or dies. They're like her older brothers. They've always been there and next to Tyrion, they're her biggest support system. She doesn't stand for anyone that gives them shit for being bastards. She knights Osferth (why she's allowed to do that is a whole nother story) and makes Eragon the head of entertainment in the Red Keep, their biggest dreams.
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spill the roleswap au!
YAYAYAYAY OKAY
so basically i don't have everything planned out yet but what i have in mind is that akane takes junpei's place in the story and vice versa, but also aoi's in a sense??
she's a college dropout who was initially studying fashion design, but couldn't keep going due to her poor mental health. she has severe survivors guilt bc of what happened 9 years prior . and wishes it was her who died instead. i also want the characters' outfits and bracelet numbers + code names to be different. i have a headcanon that akane wears menhera fashion so i wanted to integrate that here
as for junpei he essentially is in akane's situation as indicated in canon. hongou kidnapped the wrong person so instead of it being aoi, it's junpei though tbh i might change that.. and junpei is the one who dies and gets trapped in a paradox.. eventually he and akane reunite and he asks her to plan the nonary game and it doesn't take her long to accept the offer. akane doesn't tell aoi anything that happened so he's sorta in the dark kinda like how lotus is w her daughters
other things of note:
akane got into college via financial aid
nona and ennea replace the field siblings
akane's backstory stays the same and so does junpei's, their circumstances have changed. in a post 999 world, you'd still get akane's descent into saviorism though
personalities r generally the same otherwise
can u tell who my favorites are from this post alone DHAKDJKAJD i do plan on figuring out how everyone else fits into this.. hongou's role is the same tho. or maybe not who knows lol
idk if i'll ever write this idea, this is moreso smth i think abt for fun and an alternative to other roleswap aus i've seen for this fandom and others,, also i've been meaning to play around w the zeropei idea
#TYSM 4 THE ASK BTW im so happy someone's interested in my silly lil ideas ^_^#asks#ze thoughts#zeroshift
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Okay so I have zero idea how ask games work or if it’s currently active but….
I got like two I desperately need to know about!!
🪸 & ♈️
🪸: I’m curious if any of your selections for the creatures coincide with their district or rather something from their personality and could you give examples of possible?
♈️ : Is the zodiac magic person to person or a whole wide district type thing that only ever occurs in said district?
Do they have certain techniques depending on the district?
Are abilities separated between the rich and poor in the districts?
Hi!! So technically this ask game was for me to write a snippet of the WIP's you pick and I can definitely still do that if you want me to! But expanding on these AU's can definitely be fun as well! So while I write the other requests I've gotten so far I'll answer yours since I'm a very slow writer. Also, finals has fried my brain and I'm so happy I'm almost done but I just cannot think straight enough to write right now so explanation it is!!
🪸 So the creatures aren't District-specific, I give the tributes whatever I feel fits their character best, but the variants are. It's bloodline related, but environment has impact on the people of the Districts. So for example: District 4 has a lot of sirens and mermaids, because they're so involved with the ocean, and their humanoid form only has legs so they can walk on land. They spend most of their time in the ocean anyway. Treech is also a siren, but he only has forest lakes as underwater domain. Therefore his humanoid form is practically indistinguishable from humans. Sea sirens have a very echoey voice, fitting for an open space as large as the ocean, but sirens like Treech have a more ethereal, magical, otherworldly sounding voice, associating them with a magical forest. Sirens in 7 also have more greenish colors where Sea Sirens have fully blue scales. My sirens always have some kind of hydrokinesis, but where Sea Sirens have full water control Treech would have a weaker control over water in exchange for being able to use his voice out of the water more effectively. Unlike Sea Sirens he can actually use his voice magic while talking, though it's most effective when he sings.
Lucy Gray is a faun because she has the nature-loving vibes to me and also she sings, but with D12 so focused on coal mining there just aren't many sirens there. Her magic is in any music she makes, allowing her some control over nature. Coral is a (water) dragon, because she's very protective over those she cares about and I felt like it fit her general anger at her situation in both the book and the movie. Mizzen is a fairy, because mythologically fairies tend to be very mischievous. Lamina is a firebird, but with added thunderbird qualities. She's like the wind, seemingly weak until it flings you through the air like you're nothing. Also, she has a hidden fire in her that you'll only see when it's too late.
There's a few examples :)
♈ohoho I have a lot to say about this AU but idk who to talk to because idk anyone who might be interested this specific one so I'll ramble about the magic system I created for this for a bit and wonder if anyone would want me to talk about all the plotlines I've thought up for this AU.
Is it person-to-person or district wide? Surprise, it's both! Every district has a zodiac sign (D13 has Ophiuchus) and the powers are vaguely based on that, but everyone has a mostly unique set of powers or combination of magic types. The districts aren't actually numbered based on zodiac signs though, they're still numbered based on in what order they joined Panem. This is long so I'm gonna put a cut here lol.
Virgo: I don't have a big explanation for this, it just felt right with the magic I could come up with, so I'll say a maiden in stories is usually beautiful, like jewelry and gemstones and stuff. Facet gets enchantment, he can bewitch people to basically fog over their mind if he can talk long enough for his magic to work or if he can get close and do magical hands around someone's head. Velvereen gets potion: she can take plants and combine them into potions with a positive effect and a negative downside to go with it, depending on what potion she makes. The downside gets bigger the less related the plants the picks are to what she wants her potions to do.
Sagittarius, because... Honestly this and 12 were the last ones I decided on and it was either Sagi or Scorpio. Sagittarius is fire, which feels like it fits more with weaponry. Marcus is connected to the archer part of the constellation, being able to basically influence people's odds in battle, including his own. He has stupidly good aim because he tips the odds of hitting the target in his own favor. He can basically boost his allies and make his enemies a lot less lucky on the battlefield. Sabyn, on the other hand, is more connected to the spirituality of Sagittarius (the optimism) by being able to influence people's emotions so strongly she can basically cripple them by trapping them in a mental breakdown spiral. She can push them to give her answers she needs, distract them, or help them gain the confidence to do what they need to do. Possibly the way her power works (influencing the neurons in the brain, essentially, and the chemical structure) allows her to also have mild control over people's perceptions of the world by blocking information from reaching the brain and maybe even enables her to use mild healing powers.
Capricorn is ambitious and goal-oriented, and I think you need some level of ambition to be an inventor. Teslee can create anything by picturing it with her mind. She needs to know its components and requires some kind of object to transform, but she can make virtually anything. She needs to imagine the inner workings too, though, so if she doesn't know how something works she can only make something that looks like what she wants. It won't actually work, because she didn't make the inner mechanism that makes it function. Circ has a form of spacial magic which gives him the ability of telekinesis and teleportation.
Pisces: Fairly obvious, I think. Their whole deal is fishing, so their sign is pisces the fishes. I briefly considered giving them aquarius but ended up going with the more cliche option. Coral clearly feels deeply, though we mostly see her anger at the world and her care for Mizzen. Coral's powers are basically energy manipulation. She can sap energy from around her and turn it into something else, whether that be light or a soundwave or electricity or a whole laserbeam. This is because Pisces is seen as a sign that's very in-touch with spirituality and stuff. Mizzen can turn his skin into protective scales that he can reflect light off of to blind his opponents and make some weaker magical attacks slide off of him like water slides past fish scales.
Leo is related to the sun. The sun gives energy. Sol can draw energy from the sun and turn it into both strength and laser beams. Hy can shapeshift into any cat-like animal and expel brief bursts of boiling hot air from his body.
Gemini because Mercury is apparently ever-changing and that reminded me of transport. Gemini apparently blends really well into any group because they can adapt to the vibe, so Ginnee can read people insanely well and just knows how to act and what to say to make them trust her or get them to do what she wants. Also, she will always appear like she belongs where she is, so even when people are actively looking for her, specifically, they'll look past her because she doesn't look 'out of the ordinary'. Otto gets the duality side of the deal and can speed up or slow down time within a specific radius around him. It doesn't have to include the whole radius, so he can slow down time around one person or speed up just his own movements.
Aries: I think it fits Treech and Lamina. The ram is usually associated with courage, confidence, and a strong personality, but before a ram is a ram, it's a lamb. Lamina shows she's fully capable of being strong and courageous, despite first coming across as weak like a little lamb. She ends up being a very offence-heavy fighter. Treech, meanwhile, is more on the defensive side. @ylvisruinedmylife's Electric Rebels characterization of him fits best here, where he's very insecure and not the fighting type, but he can show his horns when he needs to (on an individual level, Lamina's more Leo/Cancer while Treech is more Pisces/Gemini, but I digress). As for their magic: Lamina gets pyrokinesis for the fiery personality type Aries stands for, as well as 'reflect' where she cuts the air with her hand, creating a flash of light that will deflect an attack or even redirect it back at her opponents, inspired by diamonds being the gemstone for Aries. Treech has 'wool', where he can generate wool with his hands that absorbs any impact or attack that hits it. He can also use it as an attack but its wool so it doesn't do much damage on its own. It can trap people or push/throw them into a wall. He also gets 'impact' inspired by the way rams attack. It requires a lot of energy to use but he can aim his hand at someone and blast them backwards, nothing's hitting them but it feels like they get bodyslammed by a ram. He can also accelerate the speed of an attack with it. Both Lamina and Treech have small horns with a slight curl to them when their powers are activated. Their hair also gets very soft and fluffy like the wool of a sheep, though it's more noticeable with Lamina because her hair's longer, her tips are basically a cloud.
Libra, because it's associated with venus and thus beauty. It's scales, which work with gravity, so Bobbin gets control over gravity within a specific radius. He can only affect small areas at a time but hey, smashing a whole squad of peacekeepers to the ground is still fun yk. Wovey has the power to balance out anything. If you're very mad, she can balance you out with ✨aura✨ until you're no longer flipping out. If something's so heavy it's about to break something she can balance it out so the thing that's breaking is strong enough to hold. You have a laser canon? Guess what! She can balance out that energy to neutralize your laser! You wanna fire a gun? She can balance out that gunpowder and make it useless!
Cancer, because the moon phases reminded me of harvest phases. This is one of the spares, I fear. With the moon being so tied to the tides, Panlo's magic is magnetism. He can turn anything into a magnet, both himself and others. What is pulled towards the magnet is something Panlo can decide himself. Sheaf has the reflective properties of the moon (reflecting the sunlight) and can reflect anything away from her. If someone attacks her, she can reflect their attack back at them. She can reflect light like a mirror. She's basically a mirror with defensive properties.
Taurus, because Taurus is a bull and... Livestock. That's it that's my explanation (oh and disrespect for authority because Brandy and her response to Arachne's "authority"). The element of Taurus is earth, so Tanner gets... earthbending. It's basically just earthbending with the added fun that dirt and sand counts as 'rock' to me and you can't stop me. Brandy gets control over any precious metal or ore, because of Taurus' wealth aspect. I'm very creative (please don't judge my energy tank is rapidly depleting).
Aquarius, the giver of life, felt appropriate for the district credited with being the country's main food source (rip 9 and 10). Reaper has hydrokinesis. He can control the temperature and form, but cannot technically make it. He can just pull it from any source he wants, which means he's capable of some brutal stuff since humans are like- 75% water. Dill has plant magic. She can grow roots from the ground and control the plants around her.
Scorpio, occasionally said to have sly personality traits? Their spirit color is black like coal. Jessup has shadow magic, he can manipulate shadows and melt into them. Pretty straightforward, but since shadows are just the absence of light he has some extras most people wouldn't expect because people keep forgetting that shadows are just the absence of light. He's basically displacing the light (and thus warmth) and while he can solidify shadows because magic, he can basically blast people with freezing cold. Lucy Gray can negate magical spells or curses. Just destroy them or negate them immediately. She can absorb them for a limited time and possibly place them on something else too.
Ophiuchus.
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