#meant to write slaps

[icewindandboringhorror]

Pages from trying to keep a little sketchbook-scrapbook type thing going for two weeks lol. I gave myself specific rules in hopes they might all end up more cohesive/consistent seeming, but alas, scribbly chaos reigns, it seems

[shorthaltsjester]

free my complex female character, she did the same thing as complex male characters but the fandom takes Any analysis of her actions/choices/motivations that doesn’t strip her of all of her agency in bad faith and claims that only misogynists would dare to critique the things that they’ve noticed in her character because she’s a woman, completely ignoring the over-presence of discourse about similarly traited male characters in their fandom.

[themintman]

Day 28!!! (Which I actually did on day 2 cause I couldnt contain myself-)

Does this count as ender dragon? I saw the opportunity to link one of my aus and I COULD NOT OASS IT JP-

Mcsmtober by @bumpkin-bug

[redshoes-blues]

Do you understand how impeccable the writing has to be for me to go feral over a canon m/f pairing??? Like it’s one thing for me to occasionally ship a m/f pairing that are never canon who I enjoy the potential unexplored dynamic for, but it’s so rare that I actually like canon m/f pairings, it’s basically the highest praise a writer can receive from me if I’m losing it over one

[deoidesign]

I was scrolling and saw your art and it made me really happy because I realized you made time and time again!!!

It’s literally one of my favorite things I’ve ever read, so cool!!!

This is so sweet, thank you for sharing!

It's sort of "illusion breaking" so to speak, to think of my art being both out there in a way that someone could happen upon it, and then further that someone may happen upon it twice, and finally that on doing so they find it recognizable...

I always think of myself and my work as something that sort of sits behind the curtain. The idea that it might take up space in this way is unreal!

This is the kind of thing that means more than you could imagine.

So thank you!

[unnamed-atlas]

Finally finished sweet tooth s3. Having incredibly mixed feelings

[starstruckodysseys]

ages ago (literally only like seven months ago) i started a poe party role swap au and honestly i don’t know if ill ever finish it despite it having some banger lines so. here’s my (incredibly vague) outline. if you even care.

hg dies before the story even starts. he begins to haunt a house, a mansion, finding a space in the attic where he can focus on becoming slightly more corporeal and therefore work on his inventions. later, annabel stumbles upon this attic after she moves in, and despite being startled at first she begins to adjust to living alongside hg. they’re besties <3

eventually, annabel decides that the house has been remarkably empty, lately, and she invites a few of her friends - authors, most of them, but her childhood friend as well. hg has heard stories about this friend, but none of them can compare to him finally meeting lenore in person. the whole being incorporeal thing is very handy when it comes to nearly falling into your own soup.

the rest of the story goes very similarly. the murders begin. one by one, our guests are picked off, strangely befitting deaths, thematically. lenore begins to spend more time around hg - he’s a genius and he can’t be killed! he’s, like, the perfect guy! - and they eventually get to talking, and then to befriending. hg tells her his life and death stories, though they’re both terribly boring. lenore, in exchange, tells him about being a runaway bride, her vengeful ex, and something about food poisoning.

hg begins to experiment, using lenore as his hands because becoming corporeal would require too much energy, and he comes up with a way to surveil the house around them without having to leave the attic. they’d be safe. he leaves to set up his newfound cameras eventually.

he comes back. the attic is filled with smoke.

lenore dies in his arms. even in death, herbert george is still a terrible name. he drags her body downstairs only to run into the cops, makes up some unbelievable lie about poison and comas and allergies, and for some reason they take it at face value.

they call in mary shelley, later, the necromancer that brought him back to life, sort of. she’s able to help them reconnect with all of their lost friends, for a moment.

(well. almost all of their lost friends.)

annabel survives. edgar does not.

it turns out that anne brontë is not anne brontë but rather charlotte brontë disguised as her sister, hellbent on revenge for what annabel’s taken from her. or… something. hg isn’t quite sure. but she brings in reinforcements - eduardo “eddie” dantes and a man named guy de vere who sounds far too familiar-

hang on.

they end up outside, eventually, somehow. annabel drives charlotte to the edge of the river. it’s not very deep, but the rocks are slippery and perhaps a little too sharp, and when she slips she doesn’t come back up for a while. she doesn’t come back up at all, some might say.

with nowhere else to go, the fight ends quickly. unfortunately, this leaves hg and annabel in an empty house with more ghosts than before - in both the literal and metaphorical sense, though primarily the latter. they spend their days in a haze, unfocused and lonely, despite still having each other.

and then, one day, as hg is tinkering with his thousandth rendition of a time machine (he’s still holding out hope), the attic fills with smoke once more. he panics on instinct, but there’s no need.

when the smoke clears, lenore is standing in front of him, ghostly and yet beautiful nonetheless.

(and then they get edgar back too and they all live happily ever after etc etc.)

[invinciblerodent]

(oh, i should not be trying to playfully weigh in on a "who's your LEAST favorite companion?" post, it starts off lighthearted and then it makes me go on my Fenris-rant again)

[adamkdexter]

A list of fandoms I'm willing to take ( Fan-fiction and Print) requests for at the moment.

This is an ever-changing list depending on my mood, recent rewatches and all-time favorites. In bold is what I'm most likely to fulfill requests for at the moment.

Showtime's Queer As Folk ( but, like, specifically Brian Kinney x Michael Novotny Rn )

Psych

BBC's Merlin

Friends

M*A*S*H

Community

It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Will & Grace

Sabrina The Teenage Witch

Heartbreak High

Hannibal

Interview With The Vampire

Saw 2004

The Scream franchise

Spider-Man ( All three versions + spider-verse + comic books + spectacular spider-man and the list goes on. )

Yu-Gi-Oh ( Duel Monsters )

Ninjago

Moral Orel

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Chat Noir.

Archie comics

William Faulkner's As I Lay Dying

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde ( original novel + the musical )

[molagboop]

I just think it would be fun to make Raven Beak smooch Samus' other dads.

[serenescribe]

I don't know whether this is acceptable but- Sebek in his dream of the status quo, where Lilia isn't dying soon, where his liege and Lilia merely doing internship. Where both Malleus and Silver can be happy, before Silver woke him up

[✐meme] three sentence fic meme [✐] ficlet frenzy

In all truth, Sebek shall greatly miss his liege and mentor when they depart on their internship journeys in their fourth year. Who wouldn't, when faced with the prospect of not being able to serve the great and magnificent Malleus Draconia for the next year? And yet, all the same, Sebek is tremendously proud of them — that they are able to take the next step in their studies, a path that he, himself, shall take someday in the future as well!

So he shall see them both off with nary a tear at their farewell parties, because this is not a permanent goodbye, but rather a temporary parting of ways until next time. And when they return, Sebek shall make them both proud with how much both he and Silver have grown — truly, he cannot think of anything more perfect, or anything that could possibly make him happier!

[zosonils]

[quietlyblooms]

oh i'm sad. i'm thinking about chiyo fighting back against her bullies at first; i'm thinking about her strong voice and burning gaze and cutting words; i'm thinking of shoves that were returned and pain that was endured bc she'd never cry in front of them; i'm thinking of the friends she reprimanded, the unbearable frustration eating her alive bc if they didn't spit accusations her way, all they could do was look guilty.

i'm thinking of the day it all became too much. i'm thinking of the day that chiyo realized nothing would change despite all her fighting, all her bravery. i'm thinking of the day she finally gave up, inconsolable as she begged her parents to let her stay home. she couldn't keep doing this. she was utterly alone in her efforts, and what was the point in being brave when it only led to more grief? she was so tired, so hurt. she couldn't keep doing this.

so she didn't. her parents didn't make her. and chiyo grew up tired and hurt and afraid to be brave again. it was fine, though, bc she had her family. her cousin naoki seemed to understand her better than anyone, and her grandmother seemed to understand what she needed better than anyone. growing up wasn't so bad. her parents loved her, made her happy as they could. yet there was a distance between them. there was always a distance she tried to keep, even with them. she was guilty. she didn't want to worry them. she was tired. she didn't want to explain herself.

and now? she's still tired, still hurt, still afraid of being brave. but she's trying not to be, and that's all she can do. try.

[waywardsalt]

ok this month i need to finish at least one of the following:

ganonbeck chapter 2

bellum x linebeck chapter 1 draft

damibeck smut

maybe the other damibeck smut

???? something else i might start idk

[wifiwuxians]

don't ask me why i published that i guess i just want people not to talk to me that way

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

man it's been forever since ive written a qpr. i should write a qpr fic