#plot ducklings are like plot bunnies but louder

[penna-nomen]

Finally, a pinned intro post!

About me: Happy to reside in the Pacific Northwest. Degrees in English Literature / Creative Writing and Business. Working in IT. Posting fanfic as penna_nomen since October 2013. Joined Tumblr in July 2023. Sometimes I remember my original blog and post there, too.

Fanfic on AO3:

Co-author with @silbrith of a White Collar AU series called Caffrey Conversation

Posted in 28 fandoms so far including Discworld, Doctor Who, Good Omens, The Good Place, Murderbot Diaries, Psych, Red White & Royal Blue, Schitt's Creek, Supernatural, and many of Jane Austen's novels.

I prefer writing stories with happy endings, often with a mix of humor, fluff, and angst.

Original works on Wattpad:

Short stories for fun

Short stories for contests or challenges

2024 Goals:

fanfic goals: Finish posting Across the Street, write and post a White Collar fairytale titled Fairest of Them All, and write and post a new Caffrey Conversation story inspired by Ocean's 8.

original works goal: Deconstruct my WIP sci-fi novel into a series of short stories and start posting them. One of the characters is an opinionated purple duckling named Amethyst, and she's my Tumblr icon. She thinks of herself as my plot duckling, which is like a plot bunny but louder.

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Me: Lassie, my plot idea is stuck in a well! We must save it!

Lassie (my writer's brain): No, it wants to be there. it's marinating.

Plot idea: Quacks and flies away

Will the plot idea return? Stay tuned for next week's adventure...

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hello i have a random silly plot bunny for you if you want it; mcree becoming young again (how little you decide) and reaper just. walks away. he's not dealing with this Bullshit™ a second time. but mcree keeps following him and demanding to know why gabe is ignoring him. sombra finds this hilarious and comes up with dadbriel as a new nickname which sticks, much to his displeasure.

Can give something short and sweet c:(Note: still not taking Overwatch writing prompts, trying toclear em out so I can focus on finishing longer fics, one-shotcollections in other fandom, and aquawatch asks c:)Tile:Nevermore Rating: PGRelationship: Reaper not wanting to be apapa for a second time The moment the energy from thetemporal flux faded to reveal the damage, Reaper was already turningon his heels to get away from it all as quickly as he could.

Hehad only come to the labs to watch the experiment fail but he hadn'tplanned for it to fail in a less than amusing way. He expectedWinston's attempts to manipulate time with whatever new device he hadto fizzle out, not rupture out hugely and take most of the lab withit. It didn't help that the wild energy had affected a few of thosecaught at the fringes of the blast. More specifically a certaincowboy who had been present. A cowboy that was now a confusedlooking five year old.Reaper had taken one look at it andwas turning on his heels to walk away. He had raised the brat oncebefore. He was not going to be put through the bullshit ofraising someone twice. Parenthood was a joy, oh no doubt about that,but it was a joy to suffer once when there was youth enough to bounceback from all the energy lost in doing it.

There was no way in hell he wasgoing to play father a second time around.“Dad?”Thesmall question had Reaper's pace increasing, already ready to fadeaway even as small hands clasped at the hem of his cloak, “Dad? Whyare you ignoring me? What's going on?”“Not your dad.”Reaper growled, regretting not bringing his mask to cover up hisfeatures. Twisted and scarred as they were, he was still recognizable at least as who he once was. Enough so the small child wastrying to latch onto him like a lost baby duckling. “Youare my dad! Why are you ignoring me?” Jesse whinedagain.Reaper's growls of agitation were growing louder as hestalked forward, ignoring the child being dragged behind him, evenwhen Jesse began to sniffle some, looking ready to cry. The sight wasa tad bit ridiculous and Sombra, upon seeing it burst out intolaughter, shaking her head. “Well, well! Seems Dadbriel ison the rise eh?” “Say that again and I'm telling him youare his mother!” Reaper snarled. “I'm not his dad!”Jessestarted to wail now at that and Reaper felt like shooting himselfjust so he would be dead for enough time for the brat to find someoneelse to latch onto. Anyone was better than himself at this point. Letsomeone else play parent and spare him this fresh hell. Sombrajust laughed harder, shaking her head, “Aw, Dadbriel, you aremaking him cry!”“Dadbriel?” A familiar raspy voicedrawled. “That's a new nickname but fitting. Seems you stillattract brats to follow you.”Reaper all but glared daggersat the amused Soldier 76, hands clenched as Jesse continued to tug athis cloak, wailing for attention. He was done with this. Entirely donewith this. Without a word he shifted to smoke and left the brat to thetwo of them. Let them enjoy the thrills of parenthood.He onlyhoped though that awful nickname wouldn't stick.

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My plot ducklings chasing after me when they know I'm working 11-hour days right now

they’re coming….

(via)

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I fully expect that one day, when I finish my terminally-in-progress novel, the duckling side character will return with a whole flock of plot ducklings for the sequel

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Oh no! My plot ducklings are organizing! The pressure to write their stories is increasing

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Once again we have my plot duckling asking why I'm not writing. Well, I have a good excuse! It's my annual virtual writing retreat with @silbrith -- we're talking about writing, so that counts as writing, right?

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me and my plot ducklings

Going for a walk

(via)

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It’s another plot duckling ready to quack at me until I start writing

Adam Warzyszynski