#optional bias fanfic

[proudahgase-exol]

I know your love's not real.

Optional bias x reader

Summary: You're in love with your best friend, who claims that he loves you too, but the truth is, that's not the way he feels.

Ps. I was leasing to 1D's Fool's Good and I got an idea, so this is what I come up with. Sorry if it's bad.

Update: I fix the mistakes I had made hopefully it’s better :)

When I started dating, it was like a dream come true. He was so sweet and caring; he made me happy, but the thing is, it wasn't the same for him. He pretends to be in love with me, and although that should have hurt me, it didn't. What actually hurt me was him lying to me for a whole year, pretending he loved me, and playing along. He hurt my feelings; he lied to my face for so long, and he expected me to forgive him. And the second thing that got me even pissed was that I found it from one of his friends. Was I a joke to him? So when I confronted him, I knew how this would end.

I had gotten home from work, and I was more than ready to talk to __. It was now or never that I needed to get this over, as much as it hurt me. So when I got home, I didn't waste time and talked to him.

"Hey, we need to talk," I said as soon as I walked through the door.

"Hey, babe, what's up?" he asked, sitting straight on the couch.

"Care to explain what your friend means by you not actually liking me?" told him without any emotions.

"Baby, what are you talking about?" he asks, getting up and trying to reach for my hand.

"Cut the bullshit. I know you don't fucking love me. I know you only date me because you couldn't reject me, so please do us a favor and tell me what your friend said was true," I told him as I shoved his hands away from me.

"Okay, fine, it's true. I just couldn't reject you, and I thought that if I said yes, I could eventually fall in love with you," he said with a low tone.

"Now I fucking understand the many times I told you I loved you and the times I talk about marriage with you, I know there's a fucking reason why you change the fucking topic." I said I was walking back and forth.

"I'm truly sorry, but I do love you deep down. I love you more than anything," he said, trying to touch me.

"Oh, fuck off. I know your love is not real; that's not the way you feel, so cut the bullshit," I said angrily.

"Please give me a change. I'll prove to you that I can love you. Give me a chance to show that I'm capable of falling in love with you," he replied with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, I think it's too late for that. If you didn't feel anything for me in the past year, what makes you think you will love me now? So get the fuck out of my place and out of my life. I don't ever want to see you again after you played with me, and on top of that, you have the audacity to ask to give you a second chance. You don't love me; you will never love me. That's clear as day. I know you're just feeling pity for me, but I don't need your pathetic excuses. Now get the fuck out of here." I replied frustrated

"Come on, we've been best friends since forever. I made a mistake by lying to you. Don't cut me off," he begged.

“A mistake that caused you a lot of mistakes and made me realize the kind of person you are a mistake that's caused a heartbreak a mistake that now will make me question people's feelings towards me. Now get the fuck out. Don't waste more of my time than you already have." I said, raising my voice.

After I told him all I needed to tell him, I got up and left for my bedroom. I heard him leaving my apartment, and I was now finally all alone. I let all my feelings out. I knew it would be hard to get back to how I was before. I was hurt; I truly loved __, but I couldn't stand the fact he lied. Now all that is left is a broken heart.

As the days passed by, I tried my best not to  think of him at all. I got my sled busy with work, and I tried to go out and try to get about the pain, and little by little, I'm starting to feel a lot better.

I try to be a natural reader. I hope I did well.

[storysere]

She heard the arrow slice past her before she felt it but but was enough to throw her off balance. She immediately fell so the ground, not in pain but in shock. As she lay there, she heard the sound of leaves crunching under frantic footsteps headed toward her. ‘Hello?’ It was the voice of a man. That was it. Her time had come. She accepted it.

She squeezed her eyes shut. Her thoughts swirled inside her head but she couldn’t hold on to a single one and instead settled on the shahada. La ilaha illallah. She repeated, aware, as she has heard before, that it required no movement of her lips. La ilaha illallah. The words recited before death.

‘Someone there?’ The man, who she assumed had shot the arrow, had finally reached her, and she was seized with fear. She kept her eyes closed her eyes tightly. La ilaha illallah. She repeated under her breath. Maybe if she pretended to have died already he would move along.

“La ilaha illallah!’

This time it wasn’t her.

“Ya Allah. What have I done?”

She willed herself to open her eyes a tiny bit, to see a young man around her age slump down onto his knees in front of where she lay dramatically in the grass, afraid to assess her wound.

"Are you okay?" He asked. "Where did it strike you?" His hands shook anxiously as he scanned her, looking for the wound.

She carefully lifted a hand to her shoulder. Blood. Belatedly the area had begun to sting and she was not surprised to see that she was bleeding. "I'm going to die." She announced. "Ash-hadu an la ilaha illallah-'

'No!' he yelled, "Please stop! This is the only wound, right! You'll be fine. You'll be okay. I'll get help! I'll get help-

‘Please tell my family to make dua for me and to bury me next to my mother’ she said slowly.

‘No…no wait’ the man shook his head and disappeared into the forest.

[kodzuken-chan]

GUESS WHO GOT AN IDEA FOR A FANFIC~!!!

ITS ME BABE!!!🥹✨

Can you guess, who am I writing about~?

A little hint: its not One Piece this time~🤫

[oppropro]

Chapter 3

This is the conclusion to my fanfic. This was really fun and I hope all y'all enjoy it. Maybe I'll write some more stuff later on. Something shorter and more lighthearted.

Once again, All credit to @jttw-monkeybusiness for her AU story.

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CHAPTER 3- Hired

            The only sound Sophie could focus on was that of her heavy footsteps drumming on the forest floor in tandem with her racing heart. Her mad sprint had tempered into a steady pace as she continued to run as straight as the terrain would allow her. Her legs ached and her chest felt like it was on fire. No matter how heavy she breathed, she never seemed to get enough air. Still, she had to keep running. At that moment, it did not matter to her where she was going; anywhere but there.

            She tripped over a tree root but did not lose her balance. What the fuck had just happened to her? How the hell did she wind up in a forest? That woman in the shop. Was this her fault? Was she a witch? A mare? More likely, she drugged that cup of tea, and this is all a hallucination, a bad trip. A nightmare.

            She should have fallen onto the wet pavement of her hometown. A street bustling with vehicles and foot traffic. The smell of concrete, rubber, unemptied garbage bins; all overpowered by the sweet perfume of flowering tree blossoms. Someone should have helped her up to her feet and brushed away the dirt from her scratched up face. A human; not a pig-man. And what was that thing she fell on? Some grotesque talking monkey monster? It looked like it wanted to tear her apart with its fangs. Jesus Christ! It talked. He talked. The monkey monster and the pig-man talked. None of this could be real.

            When she thought she had put enough space between her and her would-be assailant, and when she finally ran out of breath, Sophie stopped and leaned her back against the trunk of a mossy tree. The air was cool and humid, making her sweat stick to her body rather than evaporating. Now her legs hurt, her head throbbed, her chest burned, and she was shivering. With her eyes closed, Sophie managed to regain control of her breathing and rummaged through her pocket for her cell phone. She pulled it out of her sweater and opened her eyes so she could unlock it.

            Sophie dialed 112 and waited for the call to connect. Nothing. There was no signal. No data. No Wi-Fi. No matter how many times she tried, her calls were not going through.

            Unable to hold back whimpers anymore, Sophie held her phone in front of her with both hands wishing she had the strength to snap the useless piece of junk in half. All out of options, she cried out to the heavens.

            “Help! Somebody please help me!”

            To her dismay, the heavens answered.

            “Yeah, I can help you girly.”

            Sophie turned to her right to see the monkey monster standing no less than five meters away. Her heart sank.

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            Was it fair to think that all humans were stupid, or was it this woman in particular? To be fair, Wukong acknowledged that he held a personal bias, what with this woman crashing onto him and then running off without so much as an apology for her insolence. Tracking her down was not hard, it was actually quite funny to watch her run herself to exhaustion. The distance was impressive, for a human, and he doubted that his master could do any better than her.

            Wukong observed the woman as he stalked her from the canopy above. She obviously posed no real threat. There was nothing demonic about her, though her foreign attire made her suspect. She could be a part of a demon plot; a patsy to be used as bait to lure him and his master. If she was smart, she would answer his questions and return with him to his master; then the monk will see that Sun Wukong, the great sage equal to heaven, is the fastest, smartest, fiercest, bravest, patient, loyal, and most merciful of all on heaven and earth.

            The woman below Wukong began crying for help. The chase had gone on long enough. It was time to get some answers.

            “Yeah, I can help you girly.”

            The woman looked up at him and froze. She was like a frail little deer staring down a tiger.

            “Of course, you’re gonna have to answer some questions of mine. First off, who are you and whose dumb ass idea was it for you to assault me and my master? I’m pretty sure you’re too stupid to sabotage the monk’s mission on your own, so start naming names and I promise I won’t hurt you.”

            She stood, still frozen in place, her lips quivering. Her eyes darting between him and a clearing in the forest floor, the remnants of some old animal trail. There was no way she would be stupid enough to run again.

            “Just answer my questions,” Wukong was no longer asking, he was ordering.

            The woman stared him down, regaining the slightest semblance of composure. Then, she ran off again into the forest.

            Why? WHY! Why was she making this harder than it needed to be? He was tired of playing cat and mouse. He barely had to walk briskly to catch sight of her again. This time he was going to make sure she stayed put. He extended his jingu bang out before her. He could have hit her with it, but he didn’t. She ran right into it on her own. Wukong grinned cheek to cheek as he watched the woman tumble over the staff and face plant into dirt. He laughed aloud as he made his way to her feet. His staff rested on her back in case she tried to run again.

            “I guess you are a stupid as you look, but I am in a forgiving mood so answer my questions and I will make sure you don’t hurt yourself any more than you have already.”

            The woman on the ground grabbed a fist full of dirt and debris, then with impressive precision managed to throw the filth in Wukong’s face, hitting him in the eye with a rather sharp pebble. She squirmed under the weight of his staff but could not free herself.

            “GET AWAY FROM ME YOU DISGUSTING CREATURE!” Her voice conveyed all the fear and malice Wukong knew to expect from every god and mortal alike that crossed his path.

            This was the end of his patience. He was the one who was accosted. He was the one showing mercy. He was not the perpetrator in this attack. He did nothing wrong. And yet this insolent little mortal woman thinks she can attack and insult the great Sun Wukong? He was going to get the answers he wanted from the woman and then drag her ass back to his master. But first, he was going to teach her a lesson she would never forget.

            “You think I’m a disgusting creature? You think I’m a monster? You’re the one who attacked me. But that just makes what I’m about to do you all the more justified.”

            His fur stood up on end. the knuckles in his right hand cracked. The woman beneath him cowered as he readied his strike.

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            Sophie braced for whatever blow that monster was about release unto her. Huddled on the damp forest floor trembling in a fetal position, her eye clenched shut; she prayed for this nightmare to end. But no strike came.

            She opened her eyes to see that her prayer was only halfway answered: she was still in this strange forest, but the monster that was attacking her was now seemingly incapacitated. He was doubled over on himself, clenching the golden band around his head. He looked to be in agony. Behind the monster was the pig-man and the human who were with her when she fell.

            Sophie hardly registered the man back then. Now, riding on a white horse, with elegant robes, he looked like a prince out of a far away fairy tale. He was in deep concentration; muttering words Sophie could hardly hear. Pig-man looked on at Sophie and the monster with a seeming sense of shock. A third man was with them. A large blue man, with a not-unfriendly appearance. Sophie couldn’t remember if he was there all along or not. It didn’t matter. They were here now, and whatever that meant, their presence kept the monster at bay.

            Blue-man walked to her side and helped her up slowly. “Please, little sister, accept this apology for the behaviour of my brother.” Sophie found his baritone voice to be assuring. “We do not mean you any harm. Our master, the monk Tripitaka, simply wants to know how it came to be that you have happened upon our company.”

            Sophie looked to the man on the horse, this Tripitaka monk, and then back to the monster still reeling in pain. If she had any chance of surviving, it was with the monk. Guided by blue-man’s gentle hand, she began to follow the strangers through the forest.

            Pig-man held her backpack in front of himself, “Little sister, you dropped this when you fell. I will carry it for you until we are back at our camp.” Sophie could tell he was trying to cheer her up, make her feel better. She simply nodded in silence and continued to stare blankly ahead, hoping the second half of her prayer would come true and she could leave this wretched place.

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            Hours had passed and Sophie was warming herself by a fire prepared by pig-man. Bajie, she had come to learn, or Pigsy as his friends called him. She held in her hand a cup of tea prepared by Wujing, who told her to call him Sandy. The cup was warm in her hands and the tea was bitter and earthy. Sophie would take sips and let the tea sit in her mouth awhile before swallowing. To her it seemed it was the only part of her existence she had any control over. She had finally stopped crying, but every now and then tears would well up and pour down her cheeks.

            Once they had arrived at camp, Sophie had told Tripitaka all about the events of her day leading up to her being shoved out a store front door and onto the monkey monster, Sun Wukong. Wukong had more titles to his name, but Sophie didn’t care to learn them. Once Sophie and the monk had gone back and forth trying to puzzle out her story, he excused himself from her presence to sit in quiet contemplation.  Sophie sat alone staring into the flames of the campfire.

            Wukong sat at the outskirts of their camp. Sulking, arms crossed, and staring daggers at Sophie. She could sense him from the periphery of her vision but refused to make eye contact.

She didn’t know if she was more afraid of him than she was angry. She was angry at him and knew he was angry at her, which made her more afraid. When Pigsy assured her that Tripitaka had ways to make sure Wukong would behave himself, that seemed to make the monkey even angrier at her. No matter what, she could not allow herself to be alone with that monkey demon.

            The sounds of Pigsy and Sandy setting up camp and preparing a meal, melded with the sounds of the forest: distant birds, chirping insects, and wind through the tree leaves. All the sounds blended together into a silence Sophie was able to ignore. She was tired of thinking, tired of existing; she wished for no more than to slip into nothingness. The only thing that seemed to keep her tethered to the reality was the crackling of the fire and the cup in her hand.

            Finally, the silence was shattered by Tripitaka’s voice. “I have come to a decision.” The pilgrims halted whatever task they were performing to look at their master. Sophie slowly turned to meet his gaze as well.

            “It seems to me that it is the wish of Buddha, as well as the wish of the Bodhisattva, that Sophie accompanies this party on our holy mission. Therefore, she shall act as my servant and assist us on our journey.”

            The monk’s declaration was met with mixed reviews. Sandy accepted the news at face value, Pigsy seemed happy. Wukong was taken aback. Sophie shook her head in denial of the monk’s words.

            “No. I don’t want to do this. I can’t do this.”

            “Master, I beg you to reconsider,” Wukong interjected. “Our journey is hard enough already. If we take her on, she is just going to be another liability.”

            Despite the protests of Sophie and Wukong, Tripitaka stuck to his conviction. “Sophie was offered a job by Guanyin to act as my assistant. I had told Wukong that whatever challenges should befall us, we must face; and you just so happened to fall upon Wukong. I don’t think it could be any clearer that you have been brought here to help keep my disciple in line, though how you might achieve that is a mystery to me.”

            Sophie looked across at Wukong, who again stared back at her. If he was angry at her before, heaven knows what he was feeling now.

            “My disciples shall assist you in your chores, until you find your own footing in this world. And then, you shall be able to carry your own weight on this journey so that you are not a burden or a liability.” The monk stared down Wukong as he finished his sentence.

            “Tripitaka, please, I just want to go home,” Sophie pleaded to the monk.

            “If it was in my ability to send you home I would do so in a heartbeat dear Sophie. Alas, the only one I know of who could perform such a miracle is Buddha and he is not here. As it were, we are on our journey to reach Buddha ourselves, if you wish to ask him to send you home you are more than welcome to accompany us.”

            Tripitaka gave Sophie a sad smile. He was trying to make the best of her sorry situation. There was no denying the truth in his words, however. If she ever wanted to get back to her home, to her mother, she was going to have to accompany the monk on his journey to the west.

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[olderthannetfic]

https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/757095427492478976/ok-serious-question-western-media-why-are-people

My experience has been that in fandoms where the most popular character in fanfic is a POC and the most popular ship involves them, people can’t just celebrate. Instead, it’s discourse about how everyone is doing it wrong, shipping the POC with a white character or even a fantasy race or alien is not as progressive as shipping them with this other POC (or vice versa) (almost always what is going on is the first, more popular ship is text or heavy subtext and have a lot of chemistry and the less popular, supposedly more “progressive” option is two people who either never interact, or their interactions don’t have any of that kind of chemistry). And not that there is not any reason to complain about how people not from that culture write POC or non Western characters — I’ve seen some wild shit, 101 examples of orientalism and noble savage shit in fandom, for sure — but when these people make it so NOTHING is good enough, I have to wonder if fandom racism is something they WANT to find in every fandom. Like people did what you wanted, wrote stuff on the character of color! And yet rather than enjoy it you’re still looking for things that are somehow insidious about it… is it a lack of trust based on bad experiences in prev fandoms + confirmation bias, or just being unpleasable?

--

All of the above. This pattern is everywhere, and it is obnoxious as hell... but I also know what it feels like to have higher—perhaps unreasonably high—standards for things that hit close to home.

[avaetin]

I took a long break from reading ao3 (i had a reading burnout bcs of college) and decided to check if some of my fav fanfics have updated, and A Kairos Moment had several chapters I had to catch up with. I did. And lemme tell you...

WHO DO I SHIP?!

One moment I'm rooting for Aenon x Nico then the next I'm like 'aww Will and Nico are cute here too' (cus of my solangelo heart) THEN you throw in Perico into the mix. I'm utterly confused and a wreck. Which do i ship?! Do i ship them all?! Harem for Nico!

ALSO ALSO I heard Alabaster is gonna show up and now I'm like... If this starts another ship in my head I'm going to eat my fish tank's pebbles.

PS. I'm loving everything about AKM especially Aenon

Jason: ... Am I just a piece of wood? I had moments with Nico too.

Me: Well... Canonically, you're dead, so--- Wait. Are you even alive? (pokes him with a stick)

Jason: (swats at the stick) I'm alive in your AU!

Me: Oh, right! Right... Conscious decision.

Jason: Why did that sound like you're disappointed?

Me: Anyway-

Nico: (sitting on his throne)

Me: (shows him off in Will Smith fashion)

Alabaster: (tries to smile innocently but looks menacing instead) I "look forward" to working with you.

Me: Of course. We made a deal. Moments with Nico in exchange for some... hardships.

Alabaster: (turns to Percy) Is it too late to back out?

Percy: Why do you think Jason and I are still here if there's that option?

Me: For that ass. (gestures at Nico)

Percy: (grins) Yeah, that ass.

Me: (to Alabaster) You're also here for that ass.

Alabaster: And you're still bias to your OC. (points at Aeon)

Aeon: (smiles triumphantly)

Erebus: (peeks his head inside the room)

Aeon: (smile drops) Why are you here?

Erebus: (smiles meaningfully)

Aeon: (turns to me) You did not.

Me: (smiles innocently)

Aeon: (turns to Nico) I'm still your husband.

Nico: Don't blame me, blame her! (point to me)

Me: What? It's a shipping opportunity! Besides, he's essential to the plot but won't have that much screen time as The Three Stooges over there. (referring to Jason, Percy and Alabaster)

Erebus: (sighs) How disappointing.

Me: You weren't disappointed when I- (whispers the plot to him)

Erebus: This better be worth it, is all I'm saying.

Me: Yes, sir!

Aeon: I still have marriage rights with Nico.

Me: (nods) You can get married on March 14, the year he turns 18.

Percy and Alabaster: What the-?! No way!

Jason: Why March 14?

Me: ...That's creepy. I think I heard a ghost speak just now. (shivers)

Jason: Hey!

Will: ... Why wasn't I mentioned even once?

All of them: Shut up, you're already canon. What more can you possibly want?

(The canon Will Solace wasn't harmed in the making of this.)

(The canon Jason Grace was already harmed and has long been departed. [Jason: Hey!])

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nami, hi! Long time no see! Hope you're feeling better! Thank you for reading and your continuous support! Who you ship is up to you. :D I just create multiple what-ifs and give scenarios here and there, but the endgame to me is still Aeon x Nico (Nion).

The Three Stooges: (sobbing in a corner)

Aeon: (smirks triumphantly)

[sanchoyo]

just finished echoes of wisdom!! (MAJOR) spoilers under the cut for my initial, very fresh thoughts. Lots of them

the outfits were so so cute. kitty outfit was a big hit for obvious reasons but I also loved Silk PJs and OG princess fits (dress and traveling one... <3) theres apparently a blue version of the dress and black cat outfit you get from amibos but I wasnt 100%ing and im not buying amibos just for that (even tho I would really like 2 have it akdsfk) a+ accessory designs too!!

great character designs, insanely varied for the gerudo and goron designs between every npc!! (probably the best gerudo designs to date IMO)

fav echoes were Hoard of Crows (me siccing like 6 crows on enemies) gold wind up bird u get from dampe (btw fun new role for him!!) bc I Liked Fast Money, lv 3 lizalfos (BLUE BIG BODYGUARD FOR ME) and lv 3 darknut. also obviously teddy bear. was throwing it at NPCs i liked all game

really enjoyed how many enemies returned from previous games!!! and diving!!! diving finally came back!! (LOVED the zora area, had a lot of fun with the pirate ship area over there too)

what was up with that one optional boss that was like a sentient fart. that was weird and I suspect he was supposed to come back and then I missed him on the second go around LMAO

the hebra mountain storyline had me in TEARS i was spawning teddy bears at that dude to try to make him feel better rapid fire (this did not help. sad) i was hoping i could find his brother and make him go back ;_; (cant recall the dudes name but that was the same species as the ones from twilight princess, right?)

the way i leveled up my swordfighter form SO much expecting to use it in the final boss fight and then had to give link his shit back and was unable to use it in the final fight?? INFURIATING. docking points on the rating for this game just for that shit. why give me the option to level up my sword and energy if not let me use it again null??? AUGH!!! I WANTED TO FIGHT TOO!!! NOT JUST USE ECHOES!!!

link and zelda both having to fight evil versions of each other at some point was kind of slay tho (also us having to come rescue him from the crystal? also slay) fanfic writers please have them jumping at mirrors and also seeing each other for a while tho, great concept

the final boss had me really surprised, i was 100% expecting ganon to show up or be the final boss (HE WAS ON THE POSTER...AND COVER ART...) but he was just another echo?? so where did null get that echo, exactly? was the ganon at the start that kidnapped zelda the real one, then link killed him and null echoed him from there?? unclear

null was a great final boss conceptually tho and i 100% hope they use them for future games. eldritch horror wasnt what i expected but thats AMAZING (putting their disappointing, sort of chaotic, but not hard final boss fight aside). very scary. very cool. walking around in their insides(??) to get to them (??) was awesome. love when cute games get a lil dark. adds flavor. cool new lore!!! cant wait for the lore implication theory videos to come out (do we think null is stronger than demise?? I decided I Do think so, demise is a Demon and null is some huge cosmic horror, feels like the scales tip to null being stronger...)

why was everyone at the end so shocked at what link said. whatd he say that had them shook i need to know (was it that he could talk again?? wasnt that a temporary problem from being in the void lol??)

need more games to play as zelda now. loved it. best loz game to come out since botw, maybe actually ranks higher in my mind?? (could be recency bias ofc, but it checked so many boxes for me) really fresh concept, my only real gripes are how the final boss fight played out (GIVE ME MY SWORDFIGHTER FORM BACK!!! LET ME SLICE!!) and the dang echo menu being 234234 miles long...the sorting features were nice, but still, needed a better menu for that in general. i scrolled 30 miles in the snow uphill etc.

also barely any of the ost was super stand-out to me, which (like. it was FINE but given how good the music in cadence of hyrule was they shouldve brought those guys back to do this music tbh. that game had me spoiled on good loz remixes. I stand by the fact it has probably the best ost in ALL of the zelda games.)

i LOVED the puzzles and dungeons. missed them soo much in recent loz games. i LOVE PUZZLE!!!!!!!!! none of them were too hard and it also wasnt too hand-holdy. perfect level of makes me think but not Steam my Brain type stuff.

smoothies were cute and really fun to play with. the deku scrubs were SO cute (they all used they/them too i think. based) all the CATS!! WERE SO CUTE!! just really appreciate how cute everything in the game was in general. the fact i could chuck teddy bears at enemies. best game actually

cant say i was crazy about any of the mini games but none were super hard once you had the froggy item. it felt like cheating a lil bit to use it but that was one of the items I wore until the end (along with my cute heart bow of COURSE. cant be saving hyrule if you aint cute)

fav NPCS were hebra mountain guy (conte??) the gerudo chief's daughter (she really felt like zelda's sidon, but not annoying <3) and general wright surprisingly (I really enjoyed how loudly supportive of zelda he was!! he was like YEAH OUR PRINCESS IS SO STRONG SHE CAN FIX IT AND BEAT THOSE MONSTERS!!! LETS GOO i loved that energy for us)

saying goodbye to tri destroyed me. I was crying real ugly tears. (I started thinking about my dog and saying goodbye to him last month and how much tri's speech reminded me of what I told him AUGH. its still fresh and hurts but this was somehow really healing to play. like this came at the perfect time I think)

thoughts subject to change once I watch other people's playthrus and listen to theory videos and think on it for a while but rn? solid 8/10 game (and I only docked points for the dang end boss fight really, REALLY good game up until then)

[nym-wibbly]

Some themes should be banned on ao3 like incest and underage. How do you support a web site that treats things like that as normal?

Firstly, I don't particularly support - or even like - AO3 as a platform for publishing or reading fanfiction. I accept AO3 as the currently best-available tool and venue for sharing my fanfic with the widest possible audience, for finding things to read with relative ease, and I deeply appreciate the OTW's efforts to protect and preserve fanworks and create a space that's just for fandom. It's more than we deserve with all our pointless infighting, goodness knows.

As to what "should" be allowed there... Do we use your list of fictional never-events or mine? There's a bunch of stuff on mine that you didn't mention, and neither of your things is on mine. If not yours or mine then whose? "Underage" in your location or mine? (Mine is 16.) Highest age of legal consent in the world? (Currently 21 as far as I know.) Lowest? (About 11, I believe, or "anything goes if married" in places that don't pick a number.)

To what degree of affinity is fictional incest unacceptable, and does your view on that nuance agree with that of everyone else who objects to incest-fic on principle? Is it okay to depict incest as long as the piece doesn't glorify or eroticise it? What do we do if even the "no incest" crowd can't agree on where to draw the line on incest? Do we vote as a community on each individual controversy and debate that arises? If so, how do we make sure it's a fair and democratic process? Do we ask a team at AO3 to do that for us? If so, who appoints them and how do we avoid bias - or outright political agenda and manipulation - in their selection to ensure that arbitrating questions of good taste doesn't become knee-jerk censorship and a power trip?

I'd sooner live in a world where [insert Nym's bugbear] wasn't even a thing, let alone archived alongside the kind of works that I do want to see - but that's just me and my personal preference. And what I think about [insert Nym's bugbear] is no more or less valid than what that champion of [insert Nym's bugbear] over there thinks. How can it be? Who decides that? Who is objective enough to decide? I'm not. I know I'm not! My bugbear thing would be down the censorship toilet and stranded on an archive all its own if I got the mad boss power but - objectively speaking - that content I dislike so much is harming no one who doesn't go looking for it, or choose to click on it having found it. AO3 even makes it easy for me to filter it out of search results so I don't have to see it. So why should anyone respect my preference about content that's perfectly legal? Or yours?

By setting the bar at "it's not illegal to publish this content in the United States", AO3 avoids appointing someone from our fandom ranks as a subjective arbiter of good taste and decency. The choice is a practical one: the OTW is a US organisation and subject to US law. Letting local law in the archive's homeland have the final say is the least-worst option in terms of fairness, in a fandom community that's generally quite passionate about censorship being a bad thing, whatever else it's fighting about. So if there's content you, personally, don't want on AO3, you first need to fight to change decency and censorship laws in the USA. In the current judicial climate over there, who knows - you may just win, eventually, and get that content you disapprove of made illegal. At which point AO3 would remove it. But what will you do, then, when someone else does the same for some content that you do want to see on AO3?

[beautifulpersonpeach]

I wanted to provide another perspective of not really noticing jikook but still ending up in jikook spaces. Especially on tumblr, if you bias Jimin and you want to find blogs that talk about Jimin, and don’t talk shit about the other members, jikook spaces sort of dominate the options. I enjoy their relationship and have found things from jikook spaces that helped me appreciate Jungkook more (I already loved him but just through the process of elimination, as Jimin and hyung line take up my bias line, he’s at the lower end of that list) I don’t have strong opinions or theories about the ship and a lot of the theories read like fanfic to me which I do find enjoyable, but unless it’s in clips and gifsets my eye still doesn’t really seek them out in the background or anything (that effort tends to go to yoonmin). But jikookers are the ones who write long posts about Jimin and have discussions about him (and other members) that I just haven’t been able to find anywhere else unless I want to venture into solo spaces, which I would rather not.

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(Added to the series of how people see jikook)

[ariwilder]

So I just wrote the 1st chapter of a short multichap yellowjackets fanfic inspired on the WWC no one asked for. Meaning we get our girls to play soccer, use the power of friendship and be gay for each other. (it is Jackieshauna, because of bias but everyone will get time to shine)

This is the question.

[dejwrld]

Fanfic unpopular opinions and go…

small font on your fic should be an arrestable crime (jk jk)! i used to do this when i first started, but when a person came to me pointing out how challenging it can be for people with not so good eyesight…i had to change it. but if you’re going to do small font for your whole fic, at least have an alternative option for readers (wattpad, ao3, etc)

i love y/n aka reader character where the author builds them up. granted, reader suppose to be technically us. but writers really can’t work with just emptiness. they gotta work with something. so when a writer gives reader a lil personality or lil trope, i eat it up.

established relationship smut fics going hit every time. but this me being bias cause i can’t write smut without plot if it saved my life

x reader tag ain’t even an x reader tag anymore. like why people be tagging their random rants and shit in the x reader tag…i don’t even know.

this ain’t fanfic related but it relates to the community, a lot of discourse could be solved privately but people strive for attention, an audience, and an applause so that’s the reason why discourse happens

[jj-stay]

So I know we haven't talked in a While but I love your writing style and (also hi 👋) I want to know if you can do chan introducing you to his friends or other idols he is friendly with outside of skz but still in the industry (like at music awards) and you get really shy when u meet your bias form another group and like chan makes fun of you but still gets a signed photo card

Idk if it's too much but I might see enhypen in public soon and I need the mental support 😭

I had multiple ideas for this prompt, so I decided to: "you know what here you go multiple." congratulations you now have the option to pick choose and refuse what you like. sorry for the late reply exams have been kicking my behind... but at least I'm free now... whoever told me that college was fun ...llllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeed

Title: A Night to Remember

Hey there, Tumblr fam! It’s your girl [jj-stay] bouncing onto your feed with some fresh fanfic flair! 🌟

Today, I’m serving up a heaping spoonful of love and fluff with my latest creation, starring the one and only [bang chan] and a very lucky [reader]! (Yeah, that could totally be you. 😉)

📖 Word Count: 527 (A perfect bite-size for your daily dose of drama!) 📚 Age Suitability: 16+ (We keep it classy here!) 💌 Request Status: Open (Hit me up!) 💑 Romantic Pairing: Chan x Reader (Get ready for butterflies!) 🌈 Genre Vibes: All the fluff, all the romance, all the feels!

🚨 Trigger Warning: Expect some light teasing. Chan’s got jokes! 🛑 Disclaimer: Total fiction alert! Any resemblance to actual events, or locales or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Get cozy, grab your favorite snack, and dive into a story where romance is just a page flip away! And hey, if you love what you read, don’t be shy—drop a comment, send a reblog, and make this writer’s day! 😊💖

As we all know, Chan from Stray Kids is not only a talented artist but also an incredibly sweet and caring boyfriend! So, here's what went down at the recent music awards when he introduced his significant other (aka, the luckiest person on earth) to some of his famous friends from the K-pop industry! 🎶🏆

It was a glamorous night, filled with incredible performances and the brightest stars of the industry. Our precious Chan was all dressed up in a dapper suit, looking ethereal as ever. And by his side, his s/o, who couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness, was adorned with a stunning outfit that perfectly captured their unique style. 💫

As they entered the venue, Chan held their hand tightly, giving reassurance and comfort. He wanted this night to be perfect for both of them. Amongst the crowd of idols, they noticed some familiar faces, some of Chan's closest friends outside of SKZ. The room was buzzing with energy, but our s/o started to feel shy and overwhelmed.

Just as they were trying to gather their thoughts, their eyes locked with none other than the idol they have adored for so long - Nishimura Riki of Enhypen. It felt like time stood still for a moment, and their heart skipped a beat. They couldn't believe they were standing face-to-face with their ultimate bias!

Chan, being the playful tease that he is, couldn't resist noticing their sudden shyness. A smirk crept upon his lips as he squeezed their hand subtly, sharing a knowing look with their friends who found the situation utterly adorable. 😏

But our sweet boyfriend immediately put their mind at ease. He leaned closer and whispered, "Babe, don't worry. Riki is just as excited to meet you. I told him all about you, and he genuinely can't wait to get to know you better. You're amazing, and everyone here knows it!" His words melted away their nervousness, replacing it with a feeling of warmth and utmost affection. ❤️

Soon enough, they found themselves engaged in delightful conversations, laughter filling the air. The nervousness that once occupied their heart was now replaced with a sense of belonging. They realized that in this industry, relationships can thrive and grow, bridging gaps and building friendships between fans and idols alike.

As the night drew to a close, Chan surprised them with a small and thoughtful gift - a signed photo card of their beloved bias, Riki. The look of sheer joy and love on their face was worth a thousand words. Chan wrapped his arms around them, holding them close, knowing that this night would forever be etched in their hearts as one of their most treasured memories.

And that, my lovely followers, is how Chan and his s/o shared a cute and fluffy moment at the music awards, showing us just how magical and heartwarming love can be in the K-pop community

Until next time,

jj-stay

taglist: @kflixnet

[ice-and-starlight]

”Because motherhood is the epitome of womanhood. How could she not?”

The irony aside, what did you expect her to do? Leave Harry by himself? Get a baby sitter? We have no idea if abortion was an option. And we also know nothing about James working and Lily not after Harry was born.

Of course they’re bad ppl. Also good ppl. Like everyone. And Harry realizes that and that’s part of him growing up. He also knows very little of them as do we.

I’m sorry but that post is really reaching. Harry is the focalisator in the series. We regard his parents through him and that’s part of the narration. He’s a kid, even in the seventh book and he idealizes his parents AND he realizes some of their flaws, especially James’ and the other Marauders. But he’s still a kid and he needs to idealize them in order to not fall apart. There’s a reason he brings them back with the stone and not Dumbledore.

Let people write their fanfics and move on with your life kfkkdkdk

I mean, I was absolutely thinking of an abortion, if it got to the point of needing one. Also just using protection (don't tell me wizards don't have magic condoms; they have charms for making magic protective bubbles around their heads, someone absolutely adapted that for putting one around their dicks), until their situation is less 'we might die at any moment'. I know it happens, I'm not saying it's unrealisic, but I do think it was careless of them to bring a baby into that situation.

And my scathing opinion on that point was less for Lily and her choices, and more for the hand behind the curtain, specifically in relation to her TERF sentiments that make such choices about a character feel significantly more sketchy.

I know we know nothing about what Lily did or didn't do for work. If that's your way of saying that James being or wanting to be an Auror is fanon, then that could've been made clearer. As I said, it's been long enough since I read the books that I'm not sure on that point. Perhaps it's more commentary on the fandom than on JKR, but it's still commentary on the ship that there is a pervaisive sense of 'we know what James was doing, professionally' that goes hand in hand with 'we don't know what Lily was doing, professionally' that does imply that Lily's professional life is less important than James's, which is a very stereotypically heteronormative perspective in our culture, and one I don't like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Any in-depth look at Lily and James is going to involve a lot of extrapolation. We, as you say, get very little information about them from the book, because Harry is the point of view character. We also never actually see them and their actions without another character's interpretation in the way. Even when Harry summons them with the stone, there's enough ambiguity about how the stone works that we can't be sure if that's actually their spirits, or if the stone uses Harry's memories/needs/feelings to create them. Even pensieve memories are, of course, someone else's memories, and therefore potentially tainted with that bias.

Yes, of course Harry idealises them. Especially because of how the Dursleys treated him, they became a symbol of a happy loving family to him. That doesn't mean he was right. He's also not the only one. Sirius, Hagrid, and Dumbledore all do it too, to name a few. Severus also idealises Lily, and does the complete opposite to James. There are rose-tinted glasses everywhere when it comes to Lily and James. It makes every single bit of information we get about them unreliable, which means, again, that nearly everything is subject to interpretation.

In my original post, I managed to outline the facts that we know about them and their relationship with one paragraph. That's not a lot of detail to build an in-depth opinion on. If I was reaching with my opinions, then I've gotta say, so is everyone else (who has an opinion on Jily, anyway).

...And, Anon, I never said anying about people not being allowed to write whatever the hell they like. In fact, I've written some things about how much I abhor censorship. If you took my answer to a question about my personal opinion on a ship as a judgement on whether you should enjoy reading or writing that ship or not, I think you need to reflect on why you feel so defensive about it. (Genuinely; I have been there, and I get it.)

Let people write their meta and move on with your life.

[egipci]

for the fic writer asks, 1, 12 and/or 37?

hi friend! <3

What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

I think this is partially due to recency bias (if we can call July recent lol), but I'm very fond of Miles Ahead; I think the prose is fun, but more importantly it effectively captures how I think about the s/d and j/d relationships.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

I can't think of any literary tropes I dislike, so going with "fanfic tropes" here ---is incest a trope? Not that I disliked it necessarily, I never really engaged with it. I've also become fuck-or-die-curious, I would say.

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

Oh man. I never really think my stories deserve any traction (not to be obnoxiously self-deprecating or anything, but I'm usually not very good on delivering what fic as a form generally requires-- which is a whole other conversation!). But all that aside, and again due to recency bias, maybe this story. It's a bit canon-divergent in that I don't think it captures a so-angry-he-might-have-an-anuerism John (as Lee later describes him), but I think it hints at the J/D dynamic I find most plausible and also most interesting (wherein John totally loves Dean's masculinity and finds it comforting and it's both what makes the sexual relationship a live option and also terribly difficult to pursue!)

[scarareg]

Genuine question: Why is the Marauders fandom so adamant about making Dumbledore the villain?

It makes no sense,especially when Voldemort is right there. Why magical Hitler is not hated at all but the man who is trying to stop him is?

Albus literally helped the Potters hide,and offered himself to be the Secret-Keeper. Imagine,the only man Voldemort fear volenteered to protect them! The real question here is,why James and Lily didn't accept? Is the most logical solution,and it was a colossal mistake to not take the opportunity

Looking at other reasons why the Potters are dead, that's what I think people blame Dumbledore for and made him the villain, the only ones to blame are:

Voldemort,because he is the one who wants to commit the murder

Snape,because he is the one who told Voldy about the prophecy

Peter,because he betrayed them

So,why blame Dumbledore?

Maybe is to take away the responsibility of the consequences from the Potters,like 'Oh,well,it wasn't Lily and James mistake to not trust the most loyal and obvious options to be the Secret-Keeper (Sirius and Dumbledore) ,it is Albus fault! just because' but I do not know.

Maybe is because All The Young Dudes,because the author has a strong bias against some characters and Albus is one of them,so they made him cruel just because. But this is a fanfic,so it does not really matter,besides the charactetizations in the fic are not the best ,so….

But I don't know.

Crazier is when they blame Albus about Regulus fate. It makes zero sense. Regulus had nothing to do with Albus,nothing. So this one is blame Albus for the sake of doing it. Weird,when his parents and Voldy are right there.