#inspired by a a soc meme

[arson-appreciation-society-pres]

Tam: ugh. All my hoodies keep going missing!

Biana (wearing a hoodie 3x her size): spooky

[dreamtigress]

A Writer’s Ask Game

11.  Books and/or authors who influenced you the most

27.  Favourite line/scene

32.  Most difficult character to write.

38.  Weirdest story idea you’ve ever had

Thanks for asking, @hotpinkmurex!

11.  Books and/or authors who influenced you the most

Tough one, because there's a lot of answers...

Anne McCaffrey was the first fantasy/sci fi I ever read, and as such, had a lot of sway over my brain for a bit. I even wrote a thesis style paper on Pern in HS and corresponded with her about the books. The first fan fiction I ever 'wrote' were self insert fantasies of Pern and dragons and fire lizards that I made in my head endlessly.

Then there's Robin McKinley, Tanya Huff, Terry Pratchett, and most recently, T. Kingfisher/Ursula Vernon. They influence my sense of humor in my writing, my love of offbeat and reluctant heros, lovable anti-heroes, turning tropes upside down, witty banter, and more. I've read and re-read many of their books over the years.

27.  Favourite line/scene

Another toughie, because SO MANY possibilities. But, keeping on my theme of late, I'm going to pick an SoC scene, and go with the Geldrenner bathroom Kanej scene. SO much happens there. So many emotions, exposition, and things of import for the characters. It's visceral punch in the feels. I've re-read it multiple times and it never ceases to pack that punch.

32.  Most difficult character to write.

Of the ones I write POV's for regularly, probably Jesper. It takes me a bit to settle into the chaos of his mind so I can portray it accurately. Of my OC's that I had written recently, I did section for Zurye, and I am still not sure if I have found her voice completely.

38.  Weirdest story idea you’ve ever had

Less a weird full fledged story idea, and more just an amusing note that has been sitting in my ideas section for a bit. Not sure if I will use it in a story somewhere.

"At some point, Inej notices all three men have freckles, and she’s tickled pink by this." Referencing Kaz, Jesper, and Wylan.

From this Ask Meme: https://www.tumblr.com/dreamtigress/751854523393490944/a-writers-ask-game?source=share

[snakesong]

Does Book Wylan play the flute or flute-recorder?

In the books (as far as I remember), all we know is that Wylan plays the "flute." I don't think it's ever specified whether he plays a transverse flute (a flute that's held sideways like the modern ones) or a flute-recorder (yes, that's the one you were forced to play hot cross buns on as a 10-year-old).

The thing is, both of these instruments were known simply as "the flute" at different points in history. Throughout the Renaissance and Baroque eras (so up until the late 1700s), when someone said "flute," they meant a flute-recorder. Nowadays, if you say "flute," you mean the shiny sideways one.

Given that Ketterdam is inspired by 17th century Amsterdam, I'm gonna assume the SoC duology is somewhere in the 1600s. That's during the reign of the flute-recorder.

So, music history-wise, there is an argument to be made that Wylan actually plays flute-recorder.

I already have a couple headcanons about this:

The flute-recorder Wylan carries around day-to-day is a soprano (since they're compact), but he collects other voices in the flute-recorder family.

One day Wylan gives Jesper a tour of his instrument collection and Jesper's mind is blown because "wait there is such a thing as a tenor flute-recorder?"

Wylan knows how to do the thing where you play two Garklein/sopranissimo recorders at once. He's actually quite good at it.

Once the dregs discover this particular talent of his, they start begging him to play two Garkleins whenever he stops by the slat. It takes some cajoling, but occasionally Wylan obliges them.

When Wylan becomes a councilman, someone makes a meme of him playing recorder with his nose (like the "I'm John Cena" vine). Wylan's public image is forevermore "the councilman who plays recorder."

[jazzythursday]

6. Are there any aspects of a character or plot that you wished had been delved into more in the duology?

31. What moments made you freak out (in a happy or sad way) the most?

55. What did you take away from reading the duology? Has reading it been impactful to you in any particular way?

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6. I answered this one the other day , but if I had to pick another I'd say that Dunyasha's backstory is facinating to me and I'd love to know more about the crazy mercinary cult she came from and how they could connect with the rest of the Grishaverse.

31. Nina finding the room with the drain in the Ice Court. Kaz regurgitating lock picks (and Kaz being unhinged and borderline feral in general) in both books. JVE's speech at the end of soc. Kaz and Wylan falling through the ceiling in ck (and Kaz getting covered in gravy). The entirety of chapter 14 of ck with Wylan's back story and the trip to Saint Hilde's. Chapter 31 of ck where wylan gets taken/tortured for information. Jesper making the shot at the end of ck. So many more, the list really does go on.

55. This question is impossible actually because there are so many ways these books were impactful to me that I’m overwhelmed trying to narrow it down. Both the books and the show inspired me to write again and were the catalyst for making so many friends over on the wesper server, and tbh I’m not sure how I’d have gotten through last year without that. I’d say also the queer, disability, and neurodiversity representation was really refreshing and low key kind of revolutionary to see so openly portrayed after years of feeling like I was only able to live in the subtext of my favorite media.

Specifically for the books themselves though I think one big take away is that, whether you’ve found them yet or not, there are people out there who will accept you for who you are, and they will love you both in spite and because of your percieved flaws. Also that healing is not a linear or solitary process.

soc ask meme

[ithinkhemeows]

Ladies and gentlemen ... THE CROWS

[six-of-cringe]

if the crows were fighters in smash ultimate Kaz would use his cane and this would make him the anime sword fighter and post

[sculpture-in-a-period-drama]

Writers try make a very specific version of the "[this] to [this]" format for the ships in your story. Like instead of "enemies to lovers", or "friends to enemies", you can go:

"orphanage buddies to one is missing to i found you after all these years to what the frick why are you evil to [iconic ship moment] to—"

[trassellynn]

@grishatober 2020 DAY 04: Canon Ships - HELNIK (Little note: In my headcanons, the Queen’s Garden is a huge park in Ravka Nikolai built in honor to his wife. Zoya, of course.) Can also find on Ao3 here

LITTLE RUBY BIRD  A few things in the world brought a wonderful sense of peace and calm like sitting in the Queen's Garden, near to the lake shore. Three large towels laid on the grass. Nina was picking her third waffle from the wicker basket next to her, a satisfied smile on her lips. She let her little Aenya, who was sitting on her lap, take a bite, kissing her plump cheek and cleaning the syrup on her mouth with a napkin. Some crumbles fell on the red gown of her dress, but Nina didn’t mind it and bit the waffle with a delighted expression on her face. Djel, what an enchanting vision... Matthias was lying on his side, his chin rested on his hand. He was totally unable to look away, he could literally spend hours staring at his beloved wife. It didn't matter what she was doing or what she was wearing. She was always the most stunning, beautiful, amazing woman on earth to him. And when Aenya's incredible cuteness was added to the entire portrait, well, his heart started to melt and rebuild and melt again thousand time. On the towels, Kuwei and Wylan were enjoying some waffles too, while Inej and Jesper were playing with Trass and Kaz was reading a book, occasionally raising his glance to admire the young Suli's smile. Yes, it was a beautiful day, the Fjerdan thought, the ideal day to spend with their family and... to take the occasion to venerate his wife with a present he bought a week before. Matthias exchanged a quick glance with each of their friends, then, he slowly put out of his pocket a little, oval box. He smiled, turning his head to Nina, he couldn't wait to call her and see her surprised reaction... and then... everything happened in the matter of a few seconds. Trassel ran to him, barking happily, his fangs caught the little box, taking it away from the young man's hand. “No! Trass, no, come back here!” Nina widened her green eyes, visibly confused, as her husband and their friends suddenly started to chase the large, white wolf, yelling him to stop. “Trass!” The animal turned around, folding his front legs, a playful growl from his throat. Inej reached him and pretended to hug him but, when she tried to move her hand towards his mouth, Trassel freed himself from her grip with a jump, making her fall on the grass. Completely deaf to Kaz's curses and insults, Trass approached Wylan, letting his fingers go close to the new toy into his mouth, then, he made him fall too, running between his legs. “Trass, stop!” Matthias didn't feel brave enough to pay attention to the reactions of people around them, he just wanted to lay down and cry. It was since he bought Nina that present he couldn't wait to give it to her and now he risked to see it ruined or lost. He saw Kuwei running stealthily behind a tree, so he and Jesper started to distract the wolf with weird movements and silly calls. “Hey, Trassie! We're here! We're going to throw you the toy!” “No take, only throw, right, Trassie?” Trassel made a couple of festive jumps, clearly appreciating all those attentions, but a terrified thrill ran down Matthias' back when the animal started to shake his head, growling. “He's going to damage the present!” the Fjerdan thought, desperation growing into his chest. Kuwei slowly came out from his hiding place, behind Trass. Before the creature could realise it, the young scientist grabbed him, his arms around the wolf's waist. Matthias and Jesper immediately went to help him and, finally, the blonde giant was able to take the box from Trassel's mouth. The animal freed himself again, barking and looking at his human mate, filled with expectations. “No, Trass. I won't throw this” the young man said. He felt a bit guilty and saddened, thinking he would have disappointed his beloved wolf, but, luckily, Inej reached them with a stick in her hand. “Hey, Trass, look at this!” With everyone's huge relief, Trassel's attention went to the new toy. Inej threw the stick and he quickly ran after it, catching it in mid air and shaking his head, growling. “Thank you guys...” Matthias sighed. “Luckily, the box seems to be in good conditions... just a bit wet...” He walked to the lake shore, immersed the little box into the water, cleaning it, and, when he walked back to the towels, Nina was still laughing, her full cheeks bright red, holding Aenya close to her soft chest. How beautiful she was... “Saints!” she said, trying to regularize her breath. “It has been one of the most memorable scenes ever!” “Glad you enjoyed it,” Kaz grunted, sitting down. “It wasn't the same for us.” “Hush, Mr Grumpy” Inej whispered him softly, hugging him from behind and resting her head against his shoulder. Matthias sat next to his wife, a timid smile on his face: “I'm sorry, love... I... I wanted to give you this, but...” “A present for me?” Her beautiful smile widened: “Look, Aeny, papa has a surprise for mama! Guys, did you know it?” “We actually helped him to choose it” Jesper laughed. “Well, now I understand why you have acted so weird since this morning...” She let Wylan take Aenya in his arms, then, she took the little box Matthias was handing her and she opened it. Her jaw dropped and she let a delighted gasp out: into the box, there was a beautiful necklace, with a bird shaped ruby pendant. “I love it” she whispered, blessing her husband with the brightest of her smiles. She exposed her neck, keeping her hair up. Matthias tried to tie the necklace, but his huge hands were trembling and... Djel, how was he supposed to coordinate his movements, when she was looking at him in that way... “My...  my fingers are too big...” he murmured, blushing. “I cannot...” “Wait, I'll help you.” Kuwei laughed, kneeling behind Nina and rapidly fixing the problem. Matthias opened his mouth to thank him again, when the young woman wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his. His thought became fog, as he held her closer, his hands rubbing her back and her soft hips. “I love you” she whispered. “I love you so much. Thank you for the present, it's beautiful.” The Fjerdan tried to reply something, when Trassel walked onto the towels, pressing his head against his human friend's arm. He still had the stick Inej threw him into his mouth and he looked Matthias with playful eyes. Everyone let a giggle out. “Okay, Trass, okay,” the giant said, smiling. “No take. Only throw.”

[thatgrishaslut]

wylan coming to kaz’s room at 3am to tell him he blew something up

[nestascassian]

get to know me meme: [2/10] Favorite Female Characters  » Inej Ghafa

 “She was the wraith the only law that applied to her was gravity and some days she defied that, too.”

[lseultdetmidenzi]

[totallylegit-sixofcrows]

here’s our take

[aspd-culture]

Hi all, welcome to ASPD-Culture. You can find the DSM-V TR's diagnostic criteria for ASPD at the bottom of this post.

Here's how it works! You can use asks or submissions (on or off anon, asks allow for anon while submissions don't for those who don't know), to submit things you either are struggling with as someone with ASPD, or that you think others with ASPD would find relatable. These can be serious, meme-y, or somewhere in-between. It's ok if it applies to other disorders too, as long as it relates to antisocial personality disorder/the symptoms and associated traits of ASPD.

Send as many ask you like, I am not afraid of a full inbox. Do not feel like you're bugging me; I thrive on the attention and validation of the inbox full of asks. 😈

I welcome questions, vents, confessions, and personal submissions as well as more general ones! I cannot accept anything that would cause anyone legal trouble to say anonymously or otherwise, and please no names unless they are fictional/celebrities; you can use the first letter if you want tho!

Please note that fakeclaiming/ableism against "edgy teens" is not welcome here. This blog is pro well-researched self dx, and is not interested in guessing who may/may not be faking. Submissions will be taken in the good-faith assumption that you are being legitimate.

That said, ableist submissions will be removed and not posted. Waste your time if you want, *shrug*. Also, this blog is not the place for nt people or people with other disorders to complain about ASPD, though they *are* welcome to submit questions/asks in good faith as long as you aren't complaining about pwASPD or intentionally being ableist. If you aren't sure if something is ableist, you're welcome to ask my opinion on that, though I'm only one pwASPD so I'm not an authority. People with ASPD are welcome to vent frustrations about their own disorder, as well as how having ASPD may cause conflict with others with this/other disorders and/or frustrations about dealing with pwoASPD as someone who has it. We have to mask our frustrations with prosocials everywhere else in life - please feel free to be open about them here. Prosocials please try not to feel attacked by these, they're just vents likely being used to make sure we don't say anything hurtful irl.

Being that ASPD can have violent thoughts as a symptom, non-targetted posts about violent thoughts are ok, and will be posted with appropriate tws. If I miss any tw, please let me know and I will add it asap. Because of this, you don't need to add tws in the submissions unless you want to. That said, please be aware of the type of text-based content you may see on this blog. It's ok to block, unfollow, etc if you need to. Words like ps**hopath and soc**path may or may not be censored, but they will be tw tagged (tw psychopath and tw sociopath respectively, as well as tw aspd stigma), so if you reclaim those terms that's ok, but be aware I will tw them.

I think that about sums it up! Ask/submit away!

A quick shoutout - I was inspired by @cluster-b-culture-is because I love their content, but I found myself wishing there was one just for ASPD especially with the recent rise of acceptance for BPD but not the other cluster b's (to be clear tho, cluster-b-culture-is does not support stigma against any sort of elitism within the community, and is a great blog that you should follow if you like their content!).

Edit: Here is the diagnostic criteria for ASPD as of the most current DSM (DSM-V TR), quoted directly. Please note there are diagnostic features, development "criteria" (things that cause the disorder to develop), and presentation/associated features to think about as well. You cannot diagnose solely off of having 3/7 of the following criteria, but 3/7 is all you need in combination with meeting the other stuff to have ASPD. This should help steer away ableist additions that people constantly try to make to the criteria.

Plain text below the cut:

Hi all, welcome to ASPD-Culture. You can find the DSM-V TR's diagnostic criteria for ASPD at the bottom of this post.

Here's how it works! You can use asks or submissions (on or off anon, asks allow for anon while submissions don't for those who don't know), to submit things you either are struggling with as someone with ASPD, or that you think others with ASPD would find relatable. These can be serious, meme-y, or somewhere in-between. It's ok if it applies to other disorders too, as long as it relates to antisocial personality disorder/the symptoms and associated traits of ASPD.

Send as many ask you like, I am not afraid of a full inbox. Do not feel like you're bugging me; I thrive on the attention and validation of the inbox full of asks. [Smiling devil face emoji]

I welcome questions, vents, confessions, and personal submissions as well as more general ones! I cannot accept anything that would cause anyone legal trouble to say anonymously or otherwise, and please no names unless they are fictional/celebrities; you can use the first letter if you want tho!

Please note that fakeclaiming/ableism against "edgy teens" is not welcome here. This blog is pro well-researched self dx, and is not interested in guessing who may/may not be faking. Submissions will be taken in the good-faith assumption that you are being legitimate.

That said, ableist submissions will be removed and not posted. Waste your time if you want, *shrug*. Also, this blog is not the place for nt people or people with other disorders to complain about ASPD, though they *are* welcome to submit questions/asks in good faith as long as you aren't complaining about pwASPD or intentionally being ableist. If you aren't sure if something is ableist, you're welcome to ask my opinion on that, though I'm only one pwASPD so I'm not an authority. People with ASPD are welcome to vent frustrations about their own disorder, as well as how having ASPD may cause conflict with others with this/other disorders and/or frustrations about dealing with pwoASPD as someone who has it. We have to mask our frustrations with prosocials everywhere else in life - please feel free to be open about them here. Prosocials please try not to feel attacked by these, they're just vents likely being used to make sure we don't say anything hurtful irl.

Being that ASPD can have violent thoughts as a symptom, non-targetted posts about violent thoughts are ok, and will be posted with appropriate tws. If I miss any tw, please let me know and I will add it asap. Because of this, you don't need to add tws in the submissions unless you want to. That said, please be aware of the type of text-based content you may see on this blog. It's ok to block, unfollow, etc if you need to. Words like ps**hopath and soc**path may or may not be censored, but they will be tw tagged (tw psychopath and tw sociopath respectively, as well as tw aspd stigma), so if you reclaim those terms that's ok, but be aware I will tw them.

I think that about sums it up! Ask/submit away!

A quick shoutout - I was inspired by cluster-b-culture-is because I love their content, but I found myself wishing there was one just for ASPD especially with the recent rise of acceptance for BPD but not the other cluster b's (to be clear tho, cluster-b-culture-is does not support stigma against any sort of elitism within the community, and is a great blog that you should follow if you like their content!).

Edit: Here is the diagnostic criteria for ASPD as of the most current DSM (DSM-V TR), quoted directly. Please note there are diagnostic features, development "criteria" (things that cause the disorder to develop), and presentation/associated features to think about as well. You cannot diagnose solely off of having 3/7 of the following criteria, but 3/7 is all you need in combination with meeting the other stuff to have ASPD. This should help steer away ableist additions that people constantly try to make to the criteria.

[Transcription of the image included] A screenshot of the Diagnostic Criteria for Antisocial Personality Disorder (code F60.2) quoted directly out of the DSM-V TR.

Criterion A.) A pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others, occuring since age 15 years as indicated by 3 (or more) of the following.

Subcriterion 1.) Failure to conform to social norms with respect to lawful behaviors, as indicated by repeatedly performing acts that are grounds for arrest.

Subcriterion 2.) Deceitulness, as indicated by repeated lying, use of aliases, or conning others for personal profit or pleasure.

Subcriterion 3.) Impulsivity or failure to plan ahead.

Subcriterion 4.) Irritability and aggressiveness, as indicated by repeated physical fights and assaults.

Subcriterion 5.) Reckless disregard for safety of self or others.

Subcriterion 6.) Consistent irresponsibility, as indicated by repeated failure to sustain consistent work behavior or honor financial obligations.

Subcriterion 7.) Lack of remors, as indicated by being indifferent to or rationalizing having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another.

Criterion B.) The individual is at least age 18 years.

Criterion C.) There is evidence of conduct disorder with onset before age 15 years.

Criterion D.) The occurrence of antisocial behavior is not exclusively during the course of schizophrenia or bipolar disorder. [End transcription of image]

[six-of-cringe]

*sits bolt upright in bed* JESPER USES AIMBOT

[delicrieux]

☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”

PART 10: BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN

y/n is back in brooklyn for the holidays. thinking that a stream will make her feel less homesick for cali, she starts working on her famously titled hentai.free.srv. what was supposed to be a relaxing stream turns into a special delivery about two hours in.

─── corpse husband x reader ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 2.2k ─── ❥ req: Here's one... You know those apps for delivery like Domino's or whatnot... What if reader is streaming Among Us with Corpse, and reader mentions they're hungry and Corpse offers to order them food, and readers like no no it's fine... Then there's delivery at the door (Corpse ordered beforehand) 

author’s note: fucky format is also back in town baby!!! also if you find any mistakes - no u didnt <3 thank u everyone for enjoying this story sm i literally cant believe how feral yall going strawberry cow was a nuclear explosion im still recovering tbh. got an ask a while ago and decided to incorporate it into myso. happy holidays everyone! myso will continue on monday!

ultimate masterlist.  ҉  myso masterlist   ҉   previous.  ҉   next.

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Indeed, being soft on any social media platform was the biggest disgrace and needed to be eliminated post haste. Moreover, it was a slippery slope - once you start flooding your timeline with cute imagery and heart emojis, what will stop you from posting inspirational Facebook quotes? Disgusting. If Rae were here, she would chide you (not you thinking about her as if she’s dead or something). For once in your life, you feel like you deserve it. 

Alas, you hope this little chaos you’ve caused is enough to throw everyone off. The stans, especially. You know the hashtags, you’ve seen ARMY scourging for info online with the same fervor and ruthlessness 1 Direction fans hacked airport security cameras just to spy on the boys. If you had any dirty secrets online, they are out to the public now - thankfully, besides the Harry Styles stan account (with edits and all), you have nothing. Though, now that you think about it, exposed nudes would have been better than your Punk!Harry edit receiving almost a million views. God, your life’s a fucking mess.

Your fans aren’t the only ones out for info - you, too, are trying to decipher Rae’s message. Code: Barbecue Sauce. The two of you had come up with it roughly two years ago, around the same time when you promised that if you didn’t find significant others by the time you’re 40, you’ll just marry each other. It was one of the many rules found in your friendship codex. Barbecue Sauce signifies information - an exchange of information. And depending on how it ends or begins (”So I’m sitting there” alludes to Rae, “On my titties” alludes to you), secret data on that person is given away, usually free of charge. 

But why? And to whom did Rae give away what? You had pestered her mercilessly and even sent some voice messages where you were crying. You were only crying because of a video of a grandpa smiling you saw on TikTok, but you are a snake, and so you put those tears to good use. If streaming doesn’t work out, you’ll just become an actress. Hollywood would love you. Your PR firm sure as fuck wouldn’t, though.

Rae was having none of it. She said you’ll figure it out eventually. Told you to channel your superior puzzle skills. You were quick to remind her that you can barely count to ten without having an aneurysm. Oddly serious, she admitted that she worries for you sometimes. Why only sometimes?! you demanded. She merely sighed. uttering under her breath something that sounded closely to “Boke.”

You leave her for barely a week and she’s already neck deep in the gay volleyball anime, hoodie and cardboard cutout and everything. Your life is falling apart.

But Brooklyn is nice. It had snowed when you stepped off of the plane. Thousands of snowflakes sprinkling into your hair, dotting your cheeks and nose. You missed this sight back in Cali. You missed your parents, too. 

Home cooked meals, old sweaters, your old room and about 40GB worth of old high school pictures on your computer. You went through them all one night. Some were stomach churning, cringe inducing nightmares. You were especially fond of those. Texted some of your friends that were still in Brooklyn, met up, decided to bake. Bad idea, Rae was the resident chef back in Cali. Besides laughing till your stomach hurt, and almost burning down your kitchen, nothing all that significant happened. Somewhere down the line, at about 3 am, half-way through a cheesy rom-com you had the overwhelming urge to text Corpse.

That’s where the problems really started. God, you missed California, missed being in the same timezone with a guy you hadn’t even met yet, how embarrassing is that?! You missed skating around and taking pictures of the beach in the setting sun, sending it to him, silently wishing he was with you to admire the view. 

You really want to call him. And to hang out with him. But for some reason, the thought of that springs up immediate anxiety and you shy away from asking. Him sending you cute good morning texts doesn’t help, either. Maybe it’s better he doesn’t know that you’re a blushing, stuttering mess each time you read “baby”. 

Late evening. Your stream is already set up, people are slowly trickling in and you greet them with a grin and a soft “Hello! Hi hi!”. You did your best to make your room a perfectly chaotic backdrop - led lights, an embarrassing amount of anime merch and plushies. You always try to balance out your weeb side by dressing hot as fuck for your streams - today’s inspiration just so happens to be egirls. Mostly because you watched one too many egirl make-up tutorials on TikTok, and also because you’ve been listening to Corpse’s song all day.

Yeah, no, who are you kidding, you dressed up this way because you were hoping Corpse was watching your stream. You didn’t forget your cat headphones, either. You know he likes them. You want to make him suffer. Perhaps then, finally, he will ask you out, so you wouldn’t have to.

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“I feel like,” You start when you put away your phone, staring idly at the chat, “I feel like I need a new name for you guys. Calling you guys after two years of streaming is just... weird, no? I also don’t respect men so I don’t want to call you guys. Like, so many creator’s have, like, a name for their fans. Uhm, Cody Ko has the chodesters, Kurtis Conner has, uh, folks? Kurtis Town? Citizens! Markiplier has mommy issues--” You can’t help snorting, “So, I’ve been, like, thinking - I know, shocking! - so I was thinking I’m gonna name you cockroaches. Because you’re grimy little shits impossible to kill. And also then I can use the legendary Minaj meme ROACHES!”

Your stream enthusiastically echoes ROACHES, making the chat swim. Yes, if anyone would enjoy such a name, it would be your audience. You’re as equally proud as you are disturbed.

“Well, anyway.” Leaning back into your chair, you throw your arms out with a bright grin, “Big dick is back in town, baby! If you noticed the backdrops different, it’s cuz I’m in Brooklyn now. Don’t ask me when I will return to Always Sunny, I don’t plan that far ahead.”

While Minecraft boots up, you decide to answer a few questions.

r u dating sykkuno?

You want to smack your head into the keyboard, but as it is, you can’t exactly afford a new one, so you refrain, “No, Sykkuno and I are not dating, we are just good friends. Uhm, I’m not sure how much I’ll have to repeat this, but, we really aren’t, so if the roaches could chill - Oh my God, that sounds so stupid, I love it - uh, yeah, if the roaches could chill that’d be great.”

the roaches lmao sounds like we’re a sports team

“Oh shit, yeah it does, uh-- maybe I can make like, jerseys or something. That’d be cool, I think.”

how disappointed are your parents with the way your life turned out?

“My parents are actually not disappointed at all!” You say with a cute little smile, “Uhm, they’re both really proud, actually. They’re glad I found something I love doing and made a job outta it. Dad finds my Youtube videos endearing. Yes, they watch pretty much all of my videos, unless I explicitly tell them not to. And yeah, with all the fucks and thirsting for anime characters. Uhm, it was very embarrassing at first, but I mean, after a while, shame just...doesn’t exist anymore, I guess? Funny thing about my parents, actually, when they watch my videos-” You eye catches a comment, “Oh! No, they only watch my Youtube videos. They don’t know how to use Twitter, thank God. Uhm, anyway-- when they hear a name they don’t know, like, I dunno, Dabi, or something, they google--” You’re grinning by now, eyes crinkling, giggling softly, “--who that is, and buy me like, merch and stuff. It’s really cute. 

can i be adopted by ur parents plz

will you and corpse ever collab?!

You were about to answer, though the man of the hour himself decides to do it for you.

Corpse_Husband: yes.

Okay, not to say your heart skipped a beat, but it totally did. With a pleased smile, you nod, like one of those bobble head toys sold at the dollar store. The motion is oddly reminiscent of Sykkuno’s own nod. Perhaps you had picked it up from him. The chat seems to notice.

pack it up, sykkuno

More questions pile about this mysterious collab you and Corpse are planning. Yeah, you’d like to hear more about it, too, since he single highhandedly decided one was happening right now. Corpse remains silent. Fine, keep your secrets. 

“Okay, guys, oh, I mean, roaches, Oh my God--” You’re covering your mouth, giggling, “-calling all roaches, calling all roaches, calm down. Everyone grab a snack and a blanket I’m turning up the music volume so we can all chill. Entering chill zone. Entering chill zone. Roaches, prepare.”

we are prepared

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An hour or so passes and you grow hungry. It shows with the amount of cakes you had baked in your server. Currently, you find yourself throwing eggs at the wall of one of the renovated houses, your face scrunched in concentration and slight frustration. 24 of the 50 eggs have been wasted. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some chicks around here?” you had uttered under your breath, until, finally, a screech - the egg finally spawns a mob. Your mouth falls open, “Aww, look!” You approach it, so small, walking in zigzags beside you, “It’s a baby chicken! Die, bitch.” The baby chicken is no more as you swing your bedazzled (you have mods) diamond sword. You’re cackling by the time the dust settles.

y/n is a child murderer

“Roaches,” You address your fan-base, spurring another fit of laughter - you can’t get over the name, “I think I’m like, forgetting that eating in Minecraft won’t actually make less hungry in real life.”

take a break and go eat queen <3

“Fuck no, we starve and die like men. Now I actually really need another chicken.”

Another twenty minutes trickle by and you’re trying to lure back a panda from the jungle when there’s a knock on your bedroom’s door. Whipping your head to the side, you slide down your headphones. At the same time, your mom pokes her head through the ajar door, “MOM!” You scream, “Get OUT of my room I’m playing Minecraft!” But your yell has no actual bite to it, as you don’t manage to hide your smile. Your mom laughs, doing some sort of sign language and motioning for you to follow her with her head. That or it’s some sort of performative dance. 

“I’m live right now,” You tell her, pointing at your screen. She knows this already, though, “do you want to say hi?” 

The roaches spam the chat with friendly hellos. You mom, quite impatient now, waves you over. 

“Sorry, roaches, mom needs something. Be back in a bit!”

Stopping the stream, you rush out of your seat and pleased she slinks into the hallway. “What’s this about?”

“Your pizza came.”

“My what now?” You echo, confused.

“Domino’s. You ordered pizza?”

“What? No? I was busy with the stream, I never--”

Thankfully, you had managed to grab your phone from your room before you exited. You almost choke on spit once you read the messages.

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You decide that it’ll be impossible to stream after experiencing what you had just experienced. You tweet out a quick apology to the roaches (God, that fucking name) and say that you had a breakdown but you’re okay. That is as a close to the truth as you managed to muster. It’s a sad sight, chewing and crying; your mom winced when she saw your state - disheveled hair and rundown eyeliner and everything. “D’aww,” She had muttered, caressing the top of your head, “don’t cry my little raccoon.”

If anyone was ever to ask you where did your chaotic nature come from, you’d answer with my mom. To make yourself feel better, you took a selfie - duck face and peace sign and the horrible 2000′s angle. Sent it to Rae. 

looking hot, her message read. 

thanks, was all you replied with.

You couldn’t just leave things as they were. Once you calmed down, you wanted to text Corpse, but how would you follow up the ungodly caps lock and screeching? Impossible. An idea sprung to mind, one that was brave. Taking the first step.

Instead of sending a text, you sent a voice memo.

“Thank you for the pizza, it was delicious.”

You voice still sounded a bit raspy. His reply was instant. Your heart skipped a beat. He sent a voice memo back.

“Glad you liked it, baby.”

He was going to be the death of you.

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tags (in italics is those i couldn’t tag! make sure all’s ok w your settings!) : @littlebabysandboxburritos - @fairywriter-oracle - @tsukishimawh0re - @ofstarsanddreams - @bbecc-a - @annshit - @leahh19 - @letsloveimagines - @bellomi-clarke - @wineandionysus - @guiltydols - @onephootinfrontoftheother - @liamakorn - @thirstyfangirl - @lilysdaydreams - @pan-ini - @mxqicshxp - @tanchosanke - @yoshinorecommends - @flightsandfantasy - @liljennyx3 - @slashersdream - @unknown-and-invisible - @sinister-sleep - @fivedicksinatrenchcoat - @mercury–moon - @peterparkerspjsuit - @unstableye - @simonsbluee - @shinyshimaagain - @ppopty - @siriuslystupid - @crapimahuman - @ofthedewthesunlight - @mythicalamphitrite - @artsyally - @corpsesimpp - @corpsewhitetee - @corpse-husbandsimp - @hyp-oh-critical - @roses-and-grasses - @rhyrhy462 - @sparklylandflaplawyer - @charbkgo - @airwaveee - @creativedogs - @kaitlyn2907 - @loxbbg - @afuckingunicornn - @fleurmoon - @yeolliedokai - @truly-dionysus - @multi-fandom-central707

more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙

[genuineformality]

A, B, N, R and Y for the fic meme! <3

Ask games! You too can ask me questions for which I will give excessively long answers.

A: Of the fanfic you’ve written, which is your favorite and why?

In Six of Crows, I'm really pleased with The Lies We Tell Ourselves, which I wrote for the SoC Mini-bang, which wound up being a lot more challenging than I thought it would be, since 3000 words isn't a lot and I picked a topic and a title for the fic before I had a plot. I wound up reworking it a few times before I finally published it (or even handed it to a beta), but I love the flow of it and the understated arson.

I wrote a bunch of Potter fic a million years ago (according to FFN, I was fairly active in 2005, so 17 years ago 😱, which in internet years may as well be the cretaceous period), and I wrote a weird little outsider POV about Snape that I still have a lot of fondness for, even though it's not something I would write now.

(I have a lot of very complicated feelings about Harry Potter, JKR, identity as a Jewish enby and how utterly unkind JKR has been to my intersections of identity, formative fiction, etc. I'm glad for the friendships I made in that fandom and don't regret the time I spent in it, but I'm more than content to leave it behind.)

(More behind the jump. Like, A LOT more.)

B:  What was the first fandom you read fic in?  Which was the first you wrote fic for?

Reading: Almost certainly X-Men. I was on an X-Men fandom message group in the late 90s/early 00s (now defunct and I'm pretty sure the entire archive was blown up in some early 00s internet drama). Nightcrawler has been my boy ever since I learned to love comics (although I find comics to be a difficult medium to read for a variety of reasons).

Writing: I've been writing fanfic longer than I've known what fanfic was. I've definitely referenced my love of Andre Norton's Scarface and the various stories I wrote for myself in that book. I wrote some Valdemar fanfic in the 90s that I never let see the light of day. My first original fiction as a tween/teenager was heavily inspired by Andre Norton's High Hallack novels (The Crystal Gryphon especially) and Norton's Dipple novels (Night of Masks still gets a reread every few years).

Published/let anyone else see: X-Men, again on that now-defunct message group. It's probably for the best that those stories have disappeared. I published one of the only ficlets I had a copy of on FFN, but the rest are lost to time.

N: Any fic ideas brewing that you’d care to share?

You are certainly the person I natter at the most about projects, so none of these are likely a big shock:

Wylan Grieving Matthias Religion Continuing Inej's Modern Anti-Slavery Ops (this is what I'm working on right now) Yentl Fix-It (y'all motherfuckers need polyamory) Deus Ex Character Study (losing the majority of your body and having it replaced by cybernetics is traumatic, yo) Bucky Barnes Character Study (Trauma. It's trauma all the way down)

R: Which writers (fanfic or otherwise) do you consider the biggest influence on you and your writing?

Andre Norton was foundational and formative for me, and the more I write, the more I realize how much of how I shape stories is directly influenced by her. She wrote deeply sincere, tightly paced adventures about misfits and people who did not belong in fantastical places and while a lot of her writing feels very dated at this point, there's so much sincerity and heart in what she wrote. As a cripplingly sincere misfit myself, it's pretty clear why her work speaks to me.

Other writers of note whose works are constant companions and if we are ever talking, please know that one or more of these is never more than a couple of conversational jumps away: CJ Cherryh (Downbelow Station), Neal Stephenson (Cryptonomicon), Ted Chiang (Stories of Your Life and Others), Becky Chambers (Wayfarers Series), Martha Wells (Murderbot)

Y: What are your thoughts on your personal satisfaction with something you’ve written vs. the popularity of your stories?  Do you tend to be most satisfied with your most popular stories?

I've been in this iteration of my fanfiction career for *checks notes* five months and have published very little so far. I'm still gathering data on what is and is not popular, but I have a small data set with which to work now.

My impression of the SOC fandom is that canon-compliant-ish stories are generally more popular (or at least get more clicks), but I'm also still building a reputation as a writer in this fandom. My first stories were a modern AU (and kind of a weird one at that), but it's hard to tell whether their lack of traction was more about their subject matter, my writing style not clicking, or just that no one had heard of me and therefore had less investment in checking out what I'd written. I am noticing that having more recent fics is driving traffic to some of the older fics now, and that's really interesting to me; apparently there's enough interest in my writing (style or subject matter - unclear), that readers are interested in seeing what else I've done.

I'm a giant data nerd and I'm finding the ways that fandom popularity ebbs and flows really fascinating; my last fandom forays were significantly less social-media driven (largely because these particular social media platforms just didn't exist).

The relative popularity of my fics is not a driver in my personal satisfaction of my fics, although as someone who is chronically dopamine deficient, every kudos and comment is giving me life. I really love Exit Strategy, for example, but it's by far the weirdest, least popular fic I've written for this fandom (second only to The Cleaning Lady, which is currently winning the award for fringiest, least popular fic, which makes sense because it's fanfic of a modern AU fanfic, and if I wanted to distill the circumstances under which a fic could be overlooked in an otherwise popular fandom, I couldn't have created more ideal conditions).