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Hi again! I was checking your fanchildren post (that's an amazing list of kiddos) and I'm very interested in the post-apocalypse / dark triad wins AU, please tell us more about it! :D
Hi there! Thank you for the ask and for checking out my fanchildren chart. It's kind of a mess, honestly, so I just hope it made sense. 😅
That AU is honestly a little out there (my sister and I made it up for (angsty) kicks & giggles a long time ago), so I doubt it'll ever come to be anything concrete, but I will try my best to explain. (Since it breaks off from the canon after the Spade Arc, I'll put my explanation below the cut to avoid spoilers and also because it's kind of dark. Just warning you there's a lot of things that are wrong with this one...but it’s really not meant to be taken too seriously...)
Alright so the premise of the AU is that the magic knights succeed in rescuing Yami and William in Spade; however, they don't manage to close the gate. The demons (in league with the Dark Triade) run amok in the world and kill off most of the population. The Heart Kingdom is completely destroyed, and the Diamond Kingdom is completely taken over and given over to Morris who runs human experiments there. The few surviving Clover Kingdom magic knights manage to hold a portion of the Clover Kingdom safely and end up pushing back the Dark Triade and the demons back into Spade. What's remaining of Clover is a completely fortified and walled in area, but the survivors attempt to rebuild there and a select few of the magic knights (more often than not led by Yuno) will occasionally go out into the world to try to figure out what in the world they're going to do about the Spade problem.
Asta and Noelle survived in the post-apocalyptic world for a while. They were a big part of the efforts to rebuild, but, unfortunately, eventually both perished [Asta in a mission and Noelle by being assassinated] shortly after their daughter was born. Nozel named her after Noelle, but he didn't think he was equipped to raise her so he gave her to Yami and Charlotte who aren't in a romantic relationship but have merged what was left of their squads. Little Noelle (Elle) wants to be a magic knight, but Charlotte and Yami have mostly forbidden it because it's too dangerous (under normal circumstances they probably wouldn't be so protective but almost everyone has died here so they're naturally pretty concerned), so they get her a job as a secretary to William Vangeance instead.
William Vangeance has left what's left of the Magic Knights to work in the government (in what I suppose is a "Wizard King"-esque position). He has an adopted son named Langris (Ris) who he rescued from a lab in the Diamond Kingdom as an infant. Langris Vangeance has extremely powerful spatial magic that allows him to travel through time, and his "Uncle Yuno" is particularly insistent that if he'd only train harder and apply himself, they could use his power to go back in time and close the gate thereby stopping the apocalypse. To Yuno's annoyance, however, Ris would much rather use his power to slack off, have fun, and get snacks (like churros which are his favourite food).
Langris Vangeance doesn't know his origin story, and he's not the brightest so he mistakes Rill and the since-deceased Charmy as his parents, thus the "Pappitson" part of his name. [Lisa is a defective but sentient clone Gauche made of Vanessa, and Ris bonded with her because she is "warm and motherly," so he has added "Lisa" to the end of his name as well in her honor]. Langris Vangeance [Pappitson Lisa]'s parents are actually Vanessa and Finral, though everyone thinks that they're long dead. At the end of the Spade Battle in this AU, there was an earthquake that separated Finral, Vanessa, Secre Swallowtail, and Langris Vaude from the rest of the group (and everyone just kind of assumed they all died). Langris died saving Finral's life, and Secre sacrificed herself for her friends (it didn't actually end up killing her though but rather turned her into a bird permanently again, but no one knows that. Bird Secre watches over Elle and Ris, however).
Thinking they were the only survivors and feeling she had no other options, Vanessa brought a badly wounded/half-dead Finral back to the Forest of Witches where she bargained with Her Majesty to save his life. Recognizing the potential of combining Vanessa's fate magic with spatial magic, the Witch Queen saved Finral on the condition that he and Vanessa stay in the Forest of Witches and have a child with the power to travel through time (and therefore prevent the apocalypse). As it's a post-apocalyptic wasteland out there, they didn't really have much of a choice but to stay. They weren't planning to give in to Her Majesty's demands, however, but as time passed, they actually came to love each other and accidentally had twins they named after Langris and Secre.
When the twins were still infants, the Dark Triade and their demon army attacked the Forest of Witches. Her Majesty perished, and they brainwashed Vanessa who took over as Queen in her place and allied with the corrupt Spade. During the chaos, Vanessa pushed Finral and baby Langris through a portal, and they managed to escape before Finral was knocked unconscious and Ris was stolen by the Diamond Kingdom. Finral was rendered permanently comatose due to head trauma but was, luckily, found and taken in by Henry, Grey, and Luck who are living in the woods (and also thought they were the only survivors post-Spade). Little Secre (Re) has been raised in the Forest of Witches with her brainwashed mother, who is a surprisingly good parent for being a villain. The brainwashing modified and sealed away a lot of Vanessa's memories so Re doesn't know anything about her father or twin brother. Eventually, a particularly jaded Gauche finds his way to the Forest and becomes Queen Vanessa's right-hand man and Secre's uncle.
Were this story ever to be written, the bulk of this AU would take place when Elle, Ris, and Re are all teenagers and would mainly consist of them trying to save the world. It would likely start with Elle and Ris running away from home to journey to the Forest of Witches to try to make an alliance with the Queen (who they don't know is brainwashed or actually Langris Vangeance's mom). However, it's such a convoluted mess of a plot and an idea that I doubt it'll get written. It's kind of fun to think about sometimes though, and I've also made a couple of doodles I can share below...
The first image is William with a little bitty Langris Vangeance and their bird feeder. The second image is an older "Little Noelle" and Langris Vangeance (with churros and Rouge who ends up saving his life at one point).
#thanks for the ask!#i never really thought i’d ever tell anyone about this au 😅#it’s dark but it’s not really supposed to be taken that seriously…#answered asks#the-black-bulls
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More GA au thoughts 😅
But I was watching our staff baby(just about the cutest thing ever my word) and I couldn’t help but think about Jack watching over baby Mac. like babies(in my personal opinion) inspire such protectiveness because they literally can’t defend themselves. And Jack Freaking Dalton is a guardian and protector to his core.
I mean, think about it. Baby Mac laying in his crib. Alone for hours. Maybe he’s got a dirty diaper and he’s crying softly. Maybe he’s hungry. Maybe he’s learn(even at a few months old) that no one is coming. And he looks up to see Jack leaning over him. And he just grins up at him. Ughhhh
This is just a rant about babies and Jack and Mac and how this is the ultimate state of vulnerability and Jack is still there and Jack is watching out and Jack cares when no one else does.
Does he change Mac? Does he get him a bottle? Does he cover him up with blankets? Does he hum the lullaby he heard from a different parent an age ago? Idk but it’s so much fun to think about 🥺
hehehe so we have this snippet from Chapter Eleven of Upon taking lethal damage, enter resurrection,
“I wasn’t just there in the shadows, Mac,” Jack replies. “That’s what I’m trying to tell you. For as long as I was able, knowing that when you grew up you’d never be able to remember it, I was there with you. You used to lay there in a crib and just cry.”
Even with the street lamps, Mac can barely see Jack’s face in the moonlight. “You expect me to believe that?”
“But you weren’t like other babies. You never ever cried loudly. Never screeched. And unless you were making a racket, your parents would never check on you during the day.”
Mac’s throat feels tight. “That’s not true.”
“You’d lay there, for hours at a time, tears silently falling from your face. You were uncomfortable, I could tell that, but you’d never make any noise. So I’d stand there with you, knowing that you wouldn’t remember, and that your parents wouldn’t ever go upstairs and accidentally see me.”
which is all that Mac really knows (at the end of part I Mac has begun to understand that the nice warm and soft feeling is from jack, but doesn't know it's from his wings). What he doesn't know is that it was times like these that kind of made Jack more... human? Gave him all of those human emotions and feelings of needing to protect someone who can't protect themselves.
Jack has definitely hummed and sang songs to Mac (I'll paste a part of one of the Jack drabbles below), he'd cover smol Mac with his wings to keep him warm and safe, and just. UGH the feelings you are making me feel!!!
It isn’t strictly life-saving, but Jack still reaches out. Barely touches the baby’s fist with his first finger, pausing when he uncurls those little fingers and wraps them around Jack’s offered appendage. The entire fist barely reaches up two knuckles, but the grip is stronger than Jack was expecting.
Slowly, and far too quiet for anyone else in the house to hear, Jack begins to hum.
Some song that he heard a million times because Ellen had a cassette tape she listened to every day when she drove to work, and this song was the second track on side one. Jack’s heard it at least twice every day for months.
The song itself doesn’t mean anything to the baby, Jack knows that much, but maybe it’s the soft humming that calms him down. Whatever the case may be, the squirming stops, and his other hand slowly uncurls until it’s back to five small fingers attached to an open palm.
Though the one holding onto Jack’s finger stays tight.
When he falls back asleep, Jack will take his finger back. Disappear back to a place where humans can’t see him. Can’t comprehend him.
full drabble here
#ga au#firstly UGH i have baby fever#secondly sorry this post is this long lmao#i have#i have SO many feelings about this AU and it is functionally my baby atm#laura i need you to know i've started part 2 literally three times and have deleted those beginnings all three times#because it wasn't exactly what i needed and it's#OUGH#it needs to be perfect and it's not 😭#i tried to start it in different ways and none of them were flowing#soon though#soon#SOON.#ily laura <3#asks#bold and nosy#we love bold and nosy very much
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Streams of Consciousness
Considering the recent asks from @wat-the-cur, here are a couple of streams of consciousness I tried to write from Jeremy and Anne's POVs, about each other. This is an AU where they stay together and have a baby who just so happens to be Rick from TYO... Hope you enjoy! 😅
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Anne is… the most exceptional woman I’ve ever met. Before her, everything was bleak and monotone, like my life was being broadcast in black and white and everyone was just laughing at me. No one understood me – no one took me seriously, either. It was all, “Oh, look, there’s Jeremy moaning about nuclear war again. I suppose he wants to sleep with a Russian soldier, is that it?” or, “Gosh, he’s so moody – I could never be close to someone as moody as that, his storm cloud of pessimism would probably make me off myself.” Everyone just saw me as a stereotype. Even my parents didn’t care for me… I mean, yes, they provided a roof over my head and food for my stomach while growing up… and, yes, they did pay for my education and gave me weekly allowance until I was twenty-one… and again, yes, my mother has always been obsessed with telling me she loves me, even when it wasn’t the time or the place and she was really killing my vibe. But they’ve never really known me, you know? Not like Anne does. They wanted me to “get a job” and “settle down” – they wanted me to become another cog in the capitalist machine and lose all my passion. They wanted me to smile when the bomb drops. But I can’t and I won’t. It wouldn’t be right, and it wouldn’t be proper. I want my existence to mean something. I thought Brenda was the answer once, I thought she loved me as much as I loved her and we were going to build our lives together as free spirits, travelling to wherever we wanted and speaking our minds without fear of repercussion. But Brenda decided stabbing my heart and chewing it up in front of me would be more fun for her, because she wanted to put me into my angry little box and never let me out. She didn’t want me to ever be anything more than what she and everyone else already sees me as. That’s why she ran away to Australia – the other side of the world, for goodness’ sake! – just to spite me further. And, yes, she might say that what we had together happened a very long time ago and she has a family now… but what about me? Why did no one ever consider me? Why did they all see me as some sort of doom puppet for them to watch and learn their wisdom from, but never interact with? Never love. Why didn’t anybody love me properly? But… everything’s alright now. Because Anne loves me and she understands – she understands what a cruel, cruel world we live in and that it’s up to us to rail against it. It was like she was the first person to pass by my cage and instead of laughing at me she stuck the key in the lock and let me out. I’ve never known anyone like her. She wanted to do it with me! Just like that! She didn’t hide herself from me, she listened to me… and she’s so beautiful. Every day, every smile, she’s completely bewitched me, and I don’t care. I really don’t! When she touches me, it’s like our souls are touching. Like no one else in the world can see us clearly, but we can see each other. And now we’re going to have a baby together and the baby is going to be the most loved child in the country- no, the world. And it doesn’t matter that mummy and daddy were “worried and concerned” or even that we had to get married in a rush… because she loves me! And I love her. And I promised her to her face that I’d stick by her and our child, even if we have to live out of dustbins in the street. Even if the bomb drops. Even when we’re both old and haven’t heard of any of the songs in the charts and our hair is grey and our skin all wrinkled. Even then I’m going to love her. And I know she’ll love me too. I smile more every day because of Anne; she saved me.
Jeremy! Where do I begin with Jeremy? He’s such a raw individual, so much passion and naked aggression – he’s so unashamed to let it all out, you know? Even when no one else is paying any attention. I couldn’t let a person like that slip by, not someone so artistically tortured. I mean, what kind of person would I be if I did? And you know, even from the offset, I thought he was cute. A little difficult to get a handle on at first – I wasn’t sure if I was helping him or annoying him for a moment or two, but I didn’t sense any need to go. I don’t think he was used to explaining the thoughts in his head to people, to be honest. Maybe they’d never asked. Everyone else at the party seemed so preoccupied with each other. I wanted to film them all, experience them properly… sleep with a few of them, if the mood fell that way… but I don’t know, when I noticed Jeremy, the others seemed to pale in comparison. For starters, he was the only one awake at the time, and he’s so photogenic. I just let him talk, I could see he needed to. I knew we’d formed something between us in those sand dunes; I could feel us getting more comfortable with one another. For a guy so full of fury for the world, he seemed awfully easy to tongue tie – and I wasn’t even speaking! That was when it hit me that I was going to sleep with him. I wanted to feel him inside me, feel all that tumultuous emotion rocking into me. I wanted to understand every part of him. To soothe him? Sure. But I was chasing a connection. I mean, no one else there really opened up like that, they were all putting on personas. Some of them wanted to parade around for my camera, half of them didn’t even notice me, but none of them reacted like Jeremy. None of them came out of their shell in that way. Maybe Jeremy hadn’t even meant to, but it had happened, nonetheless. In a way, I suppose I found that repressed Englishman he was trying to cover endearing – because he clearly wanted to be rid of it. So I helped him. And he complimented me in so many ways without even realising, just by being honest about how he felt. Just by being jittery and overwhelmed. Guys aren’t usually like that in my experience. Jeremy isn’t very good at hiding his feelings, the good and the bad, but I like that about him – I like that I don’t have to look too hard to see the love in his eyes. And honestly, I can’t really remember what my parents made of him when they were introduced because I was a bit preoccupied with the new life in my womb. All of those emotions he’d shared with me that day had created this. Our child. And they’re going to be wonderful, the best thing to ever happen to me. I knew that as soon as I saw the awe on Jeremy’s face at the news – I wish I had a polaroid of it sometimes. Jeremy loves me and he made that quite clear early on – he falls hard and he falls fast. At first, I felt I had to be careful with him, careful I didn’t hurt him with the wrong word here or there… but now that I know him better, I think he’s more secure and trusting. Of me, anyway. It was the morning after the party, when Eleanor’s shrieks woke us up and we realised we’d passed out together – an entwined mass of limbs, jumper and flannel – and we saw each other in those vulnerable half-conscious moments, that was when I think we knew. We’d already slept together and yet here we were again, really sleeping together. I mean, only couples do that, right? I remember the most handsome, quiet smile crossing his face when he saw I was there, next to him. He touched something inside me and he’s still doing it now. And you know, I never imagined when I first saw the guy angrily painting the grass the morning before that I’d marry him and have his child. I never knew we’d get past the surface of conversation and the casualness of sex. But we did. And I love him, I truly do. That’s something real and something profound, not just for the camera, and I can’t wait to see what our lives will turn out like together. It’s going to be perfect.
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leo!!! you’re trans, right? have you ever thought about writing trans characters in your aus?
oh anon, i wish i could tell ya.
honestly, im still pretty new to exploring my pronouns and such. some days it feels awful to be called she/her, some days it feels right. most days i’d marry anyone who calls me he/him or they/them. but thats only here, on the marvelous internet with the blessings of anonymity granting me courage (and also random customer service workers who call me ‘sir’ before correcting themselves). Out in the world i really think of myself as a genderless blob, but also Just A Guy. A Dude. but also a fancy lady. So i don’t know. whatever my gender hodge podge is, i’m still very much in the closet to absolutely everyone i know in person, and may never be out of it.
i guess this was a very long winded way to say i’m some flavor of genderfluid…. I don’t think i like labels, though.
as for your actual question - as you can see my brain gets messy and the alarm bells go off when i try to think about gender too hard, so i haven’t planned too much.
But also, i definitely think starting in highschool, baby SMC AU Chaeng uses she/her and they/them. the unnies are really, really happy they were comfortable enough to come out. and proud, even tho CY is like guys PLEASE stop being mushy.
I’m sorry, i know none of this was the answer you were looking for 😅
#anon#ask#thank you so much for the question!!!#again i thank everyone following who allows me to have my regular gender breakdowns#you guys have been wonderful
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Thanks @mumble-muse and @gwen-cheers-me-up!
How many works do you have on AO3?
101!
What’s your total AO3 word count?
158,042!!
How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
Just Merlin although I’ve written Agents of Shield, Stargate SG1 and Sense8 fic in my head :’)
What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Over and over (267)
Revelations (260)
Oblivious and Long Suffering (248)
'All of her victims have been men' (227)
An unconventional wedding present (219)
Do you respond to comments, why or why not?
Yes! Sometimes it takes me a while lmao and if too many pile up i might skip a few to get things under control 😅 there is absolutely no requirement to reply to comments and that's not why most people comment but i still think it’s nice and it’s another opportunity to discuss your fic :)
What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
Oh boy it would be a toss up between I failed (Morgana tells Gwaine about Merlin's magic just before he dies), We're here (Percival comes back to Camelot after 5x13 and finds Elyan Gwaine and Lancelot waiting for him) or just the entirety of the Knights series :’)
Do you write crossovers? if so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?
I do have a Merlin x BBC Ghosts wip but idk if it counts as a crossover bc it doesn’t have Ghosts characters just the concept.
Have you ever received hate on a fic?
Not that I remember I feel like I would remember 🤣
Do you write smut? if so what kind?
Haven’t before, wouldn’t say never would though... i think i would have to add something to make it interesting though like being trans or ace
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of 🤣
Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope but I’d love to!
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Me and @lit-beyond-measure kinda impromptu wrote this fic together which is not on Ao3 and we also are making a Knife thrower Elyan/Pirate Gwaine AU but as lit is the one actually writing it while I just kinda yell about piercings I really don’t think I can claim co-writership 🤣
What’s your all time favorite ship?
Do not make me choose between Elyaine, Perelyan and Perelyaine... but Perelyan might just win :’)
What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
Oh so many. Lancelot returns just before 5x11 but only Merlin and Mordred can see him, Leon and Merlin keep meeting throughout history but they always have their faces covered so they don’t realise... the list goes on 😔
What are your writing strengths?
Rambling sarcastic dumbass tone that is just my inner monologue :’) chaos, humour, angst, adhd, hugs, ace stuff and trans stuff, can-you-tell-how-tired-i-am-by-the-amount-of-beds-in-my-fics, RAREPAIRS
What are your writing weaknesses?
PLOT i cannot write complex plot or a lot of scenes or long fics, I just do not have the oomph for it. i am ok with this.
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I mean I’m for it i don’t have much of the opportunity apart from the spells which I either take form the show or look up some Old English for
What was the first fandom you wrote for?
Technically I did start writing an AOS fic in a notebook in 2017 and nearly immediately abandoned it out of intense cringe 😔 Inside my head I used to write a lot of Stargate SG1 stuff when i was like 10
What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?
OOOF i mean i do love all my trans fics and def wanna write more of it and I’m VERY proud of Six days as it’s my longest and only completed multichapter fic. I just... I have a lot of favourites 🤣 Bundle for the vibes, How do I love thee? Excellent fucking question. for the general demi crisis, The Blacksmith, the Rogue and the Stranger for being a lengthy boi and actually having multiple settings (polyamorous cottagecore fantasy my beloved)... the list goes on :’)
Tagging @lit-beyond-measure, @botanicallyinclinednerd, and anyone else who wants to do it :)
Ask game that @bbcfandomsuniverse recently did (hope you don’t mind me jumping in 😊)
Their post is over here in the larger font like above with the questions if they are easier for you to see! But from here on the text will be in the standard regular font, Thank you!
How many works do you have on AO3?
-Nine? And far too many WIPs that are like two paragraphs from being finished
What’s your total AO3 word count?
-92,277
How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
-On AO3, 4 but In my little book of things and my docs a lot more…
BBC Merlin, Mortal instruments fandom, Durarara, The Umbrella Academy (*ones not posted* Penny dreadful, Robin of sherwood, BBC Atlantis… And other horribly written things for many many anime and manga series)
What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
• Rain Before The Rainbow- 146
• Snow and Powdered Sugar- 49
• Broken Raven- 39
• The Ingenuous- 21
• I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You- 20
Do you respond to comments, why or why not?
Yes! I always try to respond to comments and continue what whatever they talked about or just give my thanks.
What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
It’s not currently posted but it’s another one of my fics that is almost finished and pretty much is a retelling of the Diamond of the day of BBC Merlin if events had gone differently with saving a bunch of characters including mordred, daegal, kara, sefa, Gilli among many others and it’s very angsty. Like tears and sobbing angsty…
Do you write crossovers? if so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?
I actually wrote ONE crossover that I never posted and it was a disaster… I will never mention it again.
Have you ever received hate on a fic?
I wouldn’t call it hate but it was simply someone voicing their opinion on the fic which yeah… Kinda you know hurtful to me but i’m just a stranger to them that’s writing fanfiction so…
Do you write smut? if so what kind?
Nope no nopitty no
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
To my knowledge no. And also who ever does steal my fics you picked the most worst person to do it from XD. (But in all seriousness if someone ever finds one of my fics posted anywhere else or under a different user name please message me here on Tumblr 😊)
Have you ever had a fic translated?
No, but again I’m completely open to it and would love for my fics to branch out to all of the non-english speaking audiences.
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
No, but I would love to work with another writer on a fic! I actually really want to but have no clue how to even go about it.
What’s your all time favorite ship?
Oooo, I’m gonna go back to my beginning fandom roots and say a platonic relationship I love is from an anime called Princess TuTu and it’s Fakir & Muto… I watched the anime along with another one called Sugar Sugar Rune when I was like 4 and they will always hold a special place in my heart along with the Original Fruits basket and the Manga…
What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
Probably one of my Umbrella Academy fics that I had started to write. Mostly because when a lot of stuff happened with the very strong opinions in certain comments it made me loose inspiration and hope in writing for the fandom in a way. But it was my favourite idea and now I can barely look at it anymore…
What are your writing strengths?
Figurative language my beloved… I mold and bend works like clay to my will and abuse them for the sake of art. I sometimes place words that have no correlation besides each other but with their surrounding pears have all the meaning of everything I mean for them to say. My teachers all throughout school loved and hated my writing all the same but i always counted it as one of my strengths.
What are your writing weaknesses?
That I get distracted in words and go off on off topic tangents. I always do this and I have to stop myself. And like I’ve said before this just end up a old tangled yarn ball of metaphors that in another persons hands, the knots are yanked at and pulled so impossibly there’s no chance to get it undone. But in mine, the twist and turns of yarn become limp and fall so incredibly loose between my fingers. So I want to make my writing able to be untangle without too much of a yank or tug.
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I’ve done it myself with Raphael Santiago from Mortal instruments in Spanish and Small dialogue bits I’m okay with. But if it’s like a full speech I’m not too keen on it even if I understand the language.
What was the first fandom you wrote for?
Wait funny story real quick, I recently found my old notebook I used to write fanfiction in when I was like 8 and it’s atrocious. But if I remember correctly the first fanfic in their is with Magi (another anime and manga series very dear to my heart) but if i’m correct the first piece of actual fanfic I wrote was a bit earlier and it was Pandora Hearts maybe? Or even around the time that shows like Avatar and Teen Titans aired…
What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?
I have to go with “The Ingenuous” mostly because I remember many years ago thinking those two would be good friends but completely abandoned the idea because it was like 2015 and I thought the fandom was dead… And also because these two don’t have a canon relationship I have taken free will with it and halfway through writing it I realized their relationship has elements of practically me and one of my friends I’ve known my whole life. And that person is very near and dear to me and I’ve always held them close to my heart… So really that fic just has everything of me and I’ve given my all into that fic.
I’m tagging
@zoingfandom and @ohanahoku-ao3 and thats It because I feel awkward tagging other people I know are Ao3 writers XD
Zoing & Ohana please save me from my awkwardness and tag more people please, I beg of you. But also Anyone else if free to join in!
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