#see this is why i sometimes write posts about these things it's like the rubber ducky method

[wutheringmights]

had an epiphany today for a bad ass line and i can't figure out if it belongs in this chapter or one 3-4 chapters later

[kedreeva]

Hello, I've been following you since Good Omens~ I'm currently writing a fic, and it is growing bigger than I expected. So much so that I'm kind of at a lost on how to outline/draft it. If you have any tips you don't mind sharing on how to better plot a story, I would really appreciate it. :)

I can tell you what I do! It requires a little background.

Back in HS, I had a class about writing essays. Basically, it goes like this- you write on a page "intro, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, conclusion." Then you go back, and after each #1 (or as many as you want), you fill in a major argument/point you're making on your topic, and then under each #1, you write 2, 2, 2, 2, or however many you want. The trick is that each #2 must relate to what was said in its matching #1. If needed, you can add #3s under any #2 that needs it, again each #3 must relate to what was said in #2. It's mostly fill-in-the blank writing from there, and then you go back and fill in the intro/conclusion to match what you wrote.

ANYWAY story PLOTTING is kind of the same thing, to me, except instead of the intro/conclusion being the last thing I do, they're the anchors of the rest. I look at where I want the characters to be at the start, and where I want them to be at the end, and then I look at what needs to happen in the middle to get from point A to point B. I write down what major events need to happen (like #1s), and then under those, which building events need to lead up to them (like adding #2s), and if any minor events/character developments need to happen to get to the building events (like #3s).

Once i know what needs to happen, I block out any chapters, particularly if I know I need to get certain chapters to end on certain notes, and once i know what the chapter frames look like, I do a quick "first draft" kind of sketchy write up (as if I'm quickly summarizing for/telling a friend what happened) of a scene-by-scene. That way I know what to expect going into a chapter, and I know what to expect for the overall.

Importantly, if I don't really know what happens, I leave that room in the outline. USUALLY it becomes apparent what needs to happen, as I go through writing, because stuff happens (in the story) while I'm writing that makes it clearer. if not, then I write it wrong and see why it's wrong, and that sometimes makes something clearer. If THAT doesn't work, then I go to friends or strangers and ask for help. There's a lot of people out there happy to rubber duck with you, or to be beta readers, you just have to be very clear about what you actually need from them (for example, if you want storybuilding advice you can tell them to avoid picking at grammar or spelling, especially since whatever it is may change as you edit or rewrite).

Also importantly, it's okay to change your mind AND it's okay to edit previous chapters as needed while you are writing. EVEN if they are already posted to AO3. Anyone reading a WIP is likely to understand that the story is under construction and sometimes that means stuff changes. Sometimes, when you're writing along, you find out if you make a change to something in the past, it rewires a bunch of stuff down the line, or at least opens a door for you to get where you wanna go with the plot.

And sometimes... sometimes you just need to take a break. Sometimes you're trying to pour from an empty cup.

Good luck with it!

[mongoosingisme]

Would the smut break mean that the current in progress works (13 ways, and I think you said something about pepper problems?) would be put on hold?

Hello, anon! You probably didn’t intend this, but you opened a door to an opportunity for me to Talk About Myself a bit, so I’m going to… do that?

Short answer: not officially, but a slowdown was coming anyway

Long answer: I started writing fanfic after ending a 15 year long career as a freelance copy and content writer (ask me my opinions about generative AI sometime! 🫠). I figured I was burned out on writing altogether, but after a few months of nothing I’m like “I wonder if I could write something different?” Operation: Doctor Support happened, and I was like “oh, okay, this was really fun, and I’m not mad at what I’ve written, so what now?”

The answer was, like, a rubber band effect of a decade and a half of writing product copy and stupid brand blogs that no one would ever read. My brain was like “smut smut smut smut that’s the exact opposite you never got to write that stuff dooooooooooooo it”

It’s starting to work its way out of my system, and now I’m looking at things more like “okay, I’ve coasted on my base level of writing skill forever, but now I want to, like, improve.” Which is scary and overwhelming and I’ve been getting into my head about it a lot.

So. 13 Ways. I have big ideas for that one, but I’m not sure my skills are up to pulling it off. I’m at a bit of a crossroads with it, and I’d rather take the time it needs for me to figure out my next steps. I expect that I’ll keep updating it at the pace I had before, about once a month. I have a chapter for it written, but I want to give it some time to simmer and come back to it with a clearer head to make sure it’s doing what I want it to do

Pepper Problems…. I kind of just black out for a while and then read over what I wrote and ask myself “is it angst? Is it hot? Yes and yes? Okay! Post!” So it’s hard to predict on that one, but I don’t see that one slowing down too too much.

I’ve talked with some other creators in the fandom recently about the effect of dopamine/feedback/likes and kudos. I’m incredibly susceptible to that sort of thing, and it does impact my writing choices sometimes. I want to make sure what I write is what I want it to be, but I struggle not to project what I expect readers want onto what I’m trying to create. My livelihood depended on my ability to intuit what others wanted from my writing for a very long time, and I need to accept that it’s not something I can shake off in a few months. But it’s vital that I do so, I think.

All that is to say…

Not sure? Nothing is officially on hold, but slowing down is something I’ve known I needed to do for a bit anyway.

If you read all that… why? Also I love you. At the risk of sounding, like, overwrought, the past few months have been healing for me in a way I didn’t know I needed. It’s been incredible to just write, and I’m so grateful that it’s being read. Truly. Thank you.

[beanghostprincess]

Your post about Shanks ‘babysitting’ Yassop is so cute 😭💕 This literally gave me a thought about Shanks knowing Zeff and his little precious eggplant (Sanji)

Like, the Red Head Pirates goes to the Baratie and meet the chef, Red Leg Zeff, who has his adopted son in the ship. The little boy is respectfull and always wants to help. And Shanks just- starts to talk and play with the boy. They come to the restaurant often because of how much good the food is and everytime, Shanks plays with the kid.

Zeff also talks A LOT about his son, pround of how he is good at cooking and fighting. The Red Head Pirates ends up don't going to the Baratie for like, 2 or 3 years, and when they come again, Shanks notice the boy isn't there, Zeff tells Sanji is in the crew of some rubber boy with a Straw Hat and Shanks is like "THIS BOY IS MY SON-!" and they start to talk about everything who happened.

Bonus: Zeff starts to talk about some boy who Sanji talks a lot in the letters and Yassop, who is near to them, just yells "THIS KID YOU'RE SAYING IS MY SON" and turns out they discover that the kids of all of them are in the same crew.

THIS IS SO FUNNY AND SO SWEET AT THE SAME TIME I AM DYING JKESBFSJKDBFKJDBF PROUD DADS!!!!!!! PROUD DADS!!!!!!!!!!!

Shanks: Where's your little cook? I wanted to have one of his dishes. He's getting better than you, old man. Zeff: Watch your words or I might kick you out of here. And he's not so little anymore, he's nineteen. Shanks: HE'S WHAT???? Benn: Sometimes, when years pass, people grow up. If you weren't sure- Shanks: Haha. So funny. Okay! So where is that young man? Zeff: Ugh- New pirate took him with him. See the world and shit. To find the All Blue, he said. Shanks: Look who's following his father's steps! You must be proud, huh? You'll never say it, but I know! A father always knows. And who's that new pirate around? Wouldn't hurt to know. Zeff: Strange kid. Says he wants to find the One Piece. Devil fruit user. Rubbery body. Straw hat? Reminded me of you. Luf- Shanks: LUFFY! THAT'S MY KID! Benn: He's not your son. Shanks: HE'S SORT OF SOMETHING LIKE MY KID!

And then they stay there for a long time, the Red Hair pirates enjoying the food while Shanks and Zeff have this conversation close to them. That's when Zeff talks about what he knows about his son's crew, because Shanks literally knows nothing besides the basics and what Mihawk told him about Zoro. (Making this about Sanuso because you can't say that Sanji talks a lot about Usopp and not expect me to write it like this).

Zeff: Kid got himself an interesting team. Green-haired guy that almost gets himself killed. Idiot. Eggplant hates his guts, or so he says, but he has never been too good at hiding shit so it's obvious he cares about the swordsman. He talks about a girl too. Loves her. Believes he's gonna marry her. Most precious thing in the world, he says. A treasure of navigator, apparently. Usually, he's annoying when it comes to women, but this is too much even for him. Shanks: Oh! Young love! Are you sure she isn't the reason why he joined them? Zeff: Nah, it was your kid. He's persuasive. And I wouldn't call it love. At least not with her. Shanks: Care to explain? Zeff: Lil cook talks about a young man. A sniper. He's... Fond of him. I don't know how to explain it, but I know him. There's just something about the letters... Heck, I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. But Eggplant and this kid, Usopp- Shanks: WHAT?! YASOPP! Yasopp: WHAT DO YOU WANT??? Shanks: YOUR KID'S DATING LIL COOK Yasopp: Wait what- (basically falls off the chair) WHAT?! Is he in his crew? Is he alright? Is he as cool as me? Of course he is! Wait, did you say something about dating? Zeff: They're not dating. Yasopp: Of course Usopp would date a cook, he has always loved food- Shanks: Yes, because when you left the only thing the kid could do was eat- Yasopp: Shut up! Is he alright, red leg? What does your kid say in the letters?

And they spend like, hours talking about them together, being all proud of their children <3

[jazzy-art-time]

Based on tags, why don’t you enjoy people hating on bad guy characters? /gq nm

TLDR: I don’t mind people hating a antagonist! I just can only stomach so many pointless aggressive asks because it’s repetitive.

DISCLAIMER DANCE

This post may be worded like I am angry or what have you, I’m not! Words are hard and I am opinionated

One of the greatest joys I have is writing characters! Whether or not I’m good at it is out of the question so shhshh.

I love to write characters! Create characters! Create backstories! Worlds! Why they tick the way they do! It’s so fun for me!!

This includes antagonists, bad guys real pieces of work. Even if I hate who they are, they can be so neat and interesting to craft!

Which is why they can be so frustrating when it comes to asks/interactions sometimes.

A man can only handle so many “beats him up” “throws stuff at him” “mindless passive aggressive comment”

Like I spent hours of my life crafting this man to fit into the story, have a whole backstory and whatnot. But when the only comment/question is just. Mindless violent comment about how you would totally beat them up.. it’s mildly frustrating? If that makes sense

It’s like having a “attractive” OC and then the only comments you get are people simping or being thirsty. Like yeah great they are pretty but also they have a entire backstory and personality. Is that not interesting at all or. Do I need to try harder. What is needed

Y’know? I don’t know how to put thoughts into words sometimes.

AND THIS ISNT EVEN ABOUT REDEMPTION. Like redeeming a character is fun n good but also I mean. A character can still be a absolute piece of work and still… be a character that had thought out into it

I’m feel like the general trend is to point at a bad guy and just go “HAHA BAD” and then just not think about the character at all. So sometimes it feels like… why did I bother putting all this effort into them if nobody… cares?

AND I KNOW THAT MOST PEOPLE DONT MEAN IT THAT WAY. But it’s how it comes off as a lot of the time?

Not asking anyone to agree or like them, their purpose is to be disliked and bad and awful. But man nobody wants to know why anymore. Nobody wants to dig a lil deeper and it sucks sometimes!

I don’t mind them sometimes! Like yeah I would also throw rocks at a guy I hate. But when it’s… all I get. When I can’t mention a character because that’s the only thing that happens in reply. It can be weird? Offputting… words are hard

ALL IN ALL

That’s why I usually don’t “”entertain”” those kinds of asks very often. A slippery slope of entertaining one and then suddenly that’s all you get. It’s fine in small amounts or even a friend goofin around!

But a lot of the time it’s… just most of what I get. When it’s just 99% passive aggressive mindless violence it’s just does not spark joy. Does not fuel the juices creatively

BUT PERHAPS THAT IS JUST A ME THING?

Which… is fine! That’s me!

But again I cannot stress enough, I don’t mind people hating a antagonist character. That’s the POINT. But when it’s… all I ever get… how am I to work with it without repeating the same thing over and over.

Repeating the same thing over and over? Insanity. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room, a rubber room. A rubber room with rats. The rats made me crazy. Crazy? I was craz-DO YOU SEE IT MAKES ME NUTS /shakes screen/

I know some people don’t mind it, that’s fine! That’s them! Not me tho. I can only handle so much before it gets… boring and repetitive and like… I spent hours crafting this man. Please I am begging on my KNEES pissing myself PLEASE BABYGIRL IVE BEEN SO GOOD PLEASE ANYTHING ELSE-

BUT AGAIN ALL IN ALL…

I don’t mind it, but when it’s so repetitive and all I ever get in reply? It’s… a bit tiring.

But maybe that’s just me! Maybe I’m just crazy! But that’s fine, my house and I can be crazy

[kick-a-long]

If you expect a vast ethnic cleansing in western countries that will make the racial ideology of the 1940s look kind, and you're a zionist, why don't you live in Israel already?

well first, I think that the group that will probably be targeted in whatever kind of expulsion or deportation are muslims. It's insane to me that the left doesn't see that. it's insane to me how short sighted they are when there are FAR more islamists posting videos in their own words about what they believe, ex-muslims speaking about shitty practices, muslim countries with fully horrific laws when viewed from western values, and a growing population of right wing voters who are already upset with politics generally and leftists specifically. normal, chill, awesome, muslim populations in Europe are going to pay the bill for the check that leftists are writing by aligning themselves (and thus moderate muslims) with islamist groups and countries. leftists are tethering the image of terrorists to muslims better than post 9/11 govs were able to. it's stretching a rubber band that will snap back.

second, I'm something like 7 generations American jew. I am a left leaning, history knowing, unapologetic, pragmatist interested in fixing what's broken not throwing the most long running democracy in history away over infighting, patriotic American. I love this hot mess of a place and while I don't think America is EXCEPTIONAL by it's nature, I think America has things running here as well or better than any other country on the map in terms of both stability and inalienable rights at the moment and historically. To me it's the only game in town even if it's a shitty game in the last 20 years.

literally the only thing that would make me leave is if the government stopped being democratic. Just because America is imperfect and fuck-y and racist sometimes doesn't mean it's not one of the best, most stable, places to live in the world for any type of minority. you can see it in the court system where antisemitism in colleges and work places has been prosecuted civilly and will continue to be. It is never going to be legal to fuck with jews for being jews or muslims for being muslims. that said, jews are very ingrained into America both culturally and ideologically while muslims are very separated from it. jews aren't the "other" muslims are. most jews aren't recent or even second gen citizens, while many many muslims, including rich well educated (which is primarily where our muslim community comes from) aren't. it's a grand tradition in america to fuck with recent immigrants, look how many hispanics support deporting immigrants.

While I worry for what happens to Jews after Muslims get targeted, I'm only leaving if the gov collapses and religion stops being protected.

Europe on the other hand is pretty fucking close to believing that muslims are taking over and will replace their courts with sharia law and like... idk, legalizing honor killings and outlawing free speech or some shit. most muslims in europe are refugee status, or "low value" immigrants, and they are a pretty huge minority there, compared to America where there are very few. Europe doesn't have a kind history to ethnic groups generally. they can't even handle jews, people who they share far more religious and physical similarities with and who stay out of controlling other people's shit as a rule. jews in fight about controlling our own shit.

third, I support Israel because it's doing the right thing and is the most equal state in the arab world to live, as a woman, arab, muslim, jew, druze, you name it.

It's not my backup plan.

I want Israel to be ok because Israel, by it's people, ideology, location and even in its flawed gov, IS EXCEPTIONAL. By pretty much any measure, Israel shouldn't exist on paper. Israelis have done what should be impossible by their own bridge building, smarts and hard work. I'm lucky to be jewish so I was in a good position to actually listen and learn about the history and current state of the region rather than join the pro terrorists marching through college campuses and times square.

sorry for the rant.

I believe shit globally (america +europe +everyone else vs. russia +china +iran +north korea) is about to pop off, especially with trump in office, and I don't see Europe or America allying with iran, despite their anti-israel posturing. great if it doesn't, but in the meantime it's important to spread the word that islamists are dog shit and muslims are not.

[thebrawlerina]

I know you already shared some fanfic-related Colette headcanons, but what else do you think about her?

The Fan Queen herself! Heck yeah I have headcanons for her!

I'll try not to repeat anything I've said, but Im also not looking at a list so some things may be repeated

General Colette HC's

Colette is generally a messy person, but she can be organized if she really wants to. The Gift Shops stock room and her fan merch collection are very organized with pretty labels and everything. Her room however...

If Colette put in the effort, she'd actually be an amazing artist. But her mind runs a mile a minute and she just needs to captre the important parts in her sketches, so its all very messy and almost crack-posty in nature.

Colette is a nail biter and with her extremely sharp teeth, her nails look like a mess most of the time. Thats part of why she loves wearing oversized sleeves that cover her hands

The other reason she likes wearing oversized sleeves is because theyre just fun to play with. If shes bored and mildly annoyed with you, she will slap you playfully with her sleeves. Hopefully not her usual jacket sleeves though since there are buckles on that one...

Actually shes just a chewer in general. She often has a little rubber pen grip on her that she turned into a chew toy for when shes feeling anxious or (more likely) restless.

Colette is a Stationary fiend. She has so much stationary of so many things. She does use a good chunk of it (only saving a few pieces as 'remembrance') but she has so many of them that it just never seems to end.

Colette totally has stickers plastered all over her phone and her laptop (if she has one)

She also has a lot of phone charms dangling off her phone. There are so many charms on that thing that it makes for a viable weapon.

Now that Colette is a staff of the gift shope, she always gets TWO of every merch item they sell. One to keep as is and one to ask (read: badger) the brawler to sign. This can get super irritating to some but some love the attention.

She absolutely HATES scalpers. Mr. Griff tried pulling that off one time, and the others had to physically pry her off of him to get her to stop.

Colette is tortured with the knowledge of all the juicy scoops in the park, but not being able to post about it anywhere because it will be traced to her. Sometimes writing crack with the exact opposite news helps but not always.

Colette legitimately might be made of rubber. This girl is so flexible and regularly does weir poses that would make anyone wince in pain (unless of course they cannot feel that pain or can do it easily)

Colette has tattooed the little grafitti/spray design Otis made for her on herself. She tattooed it on her ribs to keep it 'as close to her heart without doing it on the chest' but she kind of wishes she got it on an arm so ist easier to show off (I HC that Otis makes all the brawler sprays as gifts)

Colette has mastered the art of reading naughty stuff in public. One time Willow tried to peek cause she was bored and she didnt interact with Colette for a full month after.

Colette is generally really open and expressive, so it throws people for a loop when she fools them by acting the exact opposite of what shes feeling. Usually this is just for a prank or game.

Colette has a dedicated notebook for wild conspiracy theories she sees in the fandom. She also regularly tries to test them out so she can (privately) confirm or debunk them.

[mamasplat]

Love your Serena/Calem reads and HCs. Its awesome to see this ship still kicking. Got me wondering though - how do you picture these dorks confessing their feelings to each other for the first time?

Do forgive my delay, I had to hastily write this out while helping my sister with her wedding preparations.

It would be post-postgame. Calem taking on the looker storyline as Serena takes her title of champion. They’d start sleeping in call together to remedy the teenage ptsd of team flare.

It wouldn’t be anything big, a slowburn of self doubt regarding if she even meant what she said.

Slowly but surely they’d become a hidden item.

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Feelings brew, spite, pity, resentment…

All par the course in rivalry.

Malva planted the first prominent seed, going on about Hotel Richissime and its reputation, raising affections. Seated on the loveseat of her own suite after a demanding battle.

Serena hardly even questioned why that woman called her there, let alone Calem’s presence beyond momentary surprise.

She hadn’t seen him in weeks…

Being champion made it hard, busy busy and more busy.

The last time she had seen him…Kiloude City wasn’t it?

Fainted, fallen, tried so hard to keep on his feet. He removed the small marble like stone and recalled his absol. Such a brave face he put up. Tightening his jaw, choking back a long sigh at another loss. He almost had it….

Almost.

She recalled in tandem, smiling as adrenaline left her practically buzzing. Steps taken, distance fading, he extended his hand. Rolling the stone into her own.

A single Absolite, his only keystone to match the mega stone he struggled to obtain. She rolls it back into his. Closing her hands around his to ensure it stayed.

His brows knit as he tries in vain to protest “I lost.” He wagered it. Some…final hurrah. Failed…horribly-

“And I never accepted your wager.”

Maybe that’s why she was so comfortable to call him when the damage haunted her restless nights. Letting the dial tone play…expecting no reply. Forgetting the insomniac he was.

He answered, a fuzzy hologram booting to life; his form hard to register with the pillow that covered half the holocasters censer. Just eye bags and ruffled hair.

“Oh you’re awake-”

“Yeah, you called. Why are you?”

His blunt affliction always seemed to carry an unintentional bite, she was more than used to it.

Her end of the call rang with an awkward “ummm” for far too long, bundled and rolled into blankets like a newly formed Swadloon.

He came more into focus as he sat up, clicking on his lamp.

“Nevermind, I don't need the details.” an act of mercy. “I wasn’t going to bed anytime soon.”

And then it became a habit.

Day by day.

Week by week.

She started only when she needed a distraction, horrible memories ringing like church bells; loud and larger than life.

Then she’d call out of habit, he was glad to see her happier.

Then it would be premature, something she looked forward to, calling him as she brushed her teeth before she crashed into her mattress. Telling him all the things that kept them from speaking face to face.

Interviews, challengers, photos, media, being mentored by Diantha- it’s all surreal.

“I could never handle all that…”

An earnest admission.

“What? Not gonna come for my title next season?”

The Kalos region did gym challenges all year round, but the championship title was something much more sacred. After all it’s a full time job, you can’t take back to back challengers all the time- you’ll burn out.

“Don’t put words in my mouth.” He snapped back like a rubber band. She can’t help but laugh.

“There you are! Don’t get all sappy on me like that.” Something he had started to do far too often since she took her title.

They’d talk till her voice slurred into silence, he’d stay till she woke if he wasn’t asleep himself.

Sometimes she’d wake up in the middle of the night.

Shifting sheet’s breaking silence.

He’d turn his attention off of an unorganized TM case, turning to see her toss and turn.

Sitting up groggy.

Blinking, once, twice.

Scrunching up, confused.

Then recognizing the holocaster as just that, a hologram.

“You’re still awake?”

“Yeah..?”

“It’s….” She checked the clock “…2:25 AM..??”

“Which is why you should go back to bed.”

“Hey hey, you can’t send me back to bed just because you’re up past your bedtime and got caught-”

Her tone made it clear she was in no position to truly argue, but she’d still chastise him like he was a child- he scoffs.

“I don’t have a bedtime, but you have an early morning tomorrow.”

She always did.

“Meh.” She spat, making a limp motion with her hand to wave him off. “I’m going to use the bathroom, stay put.”

“…”

“…”

“Serena I can’t move-”

And she’s up, leaving.

He shakes his head, going back to his mindless self assigned task.

Water, fire, grass…..

Pile the disks, slip them into the plastic, repeat. Type by type. One by one.

It made more sense than to organize them by number, he searched for moves via type and effects- place a few color coded sticky notes and he could do both.

He hadn’t even noticed her return till her bed creaked on the other end.

“Is this all you do at night?” She spoke, hardly holding onto consciousness.

“Hm..?”

“Watch me sleep and play with TM disks?”

“I don’t watch you sleep-” He tries to correct.

“That’s kinda boring isn’t it?” She doesn’t pay his defense any mind.

He sighs, looking to his sleep deprived neighbor.

“It’s productive, i hardly have time to clean now that I’m working with Emma and training.”

“Right, detective thing…” her words trail into a mumble, “so is she…she uh…how is…”

“Goodnight Serena.”

“Goodnight,” relieved to be released from the confines of sleepy small talk “love you…”

He paused-

Perhaps it's muttered by habit, something she’s simply used to saying. Even if she’s never said it to him specifically. He doesn’t know why he soaked it in as much as he did, letting it ding around his head.

“Love you too.”

It would be rude to leave her hanging.

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[jazzypizzaz]

Fanfic writer interview meme

thanks @obstinatecondolement for tagging me!

How many works do you have on AO3? 79

What's your total AO3 word count? 337,715

Your Top 5 stories by kudos

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This DS9, Quodo cuddling, Odo is a blanket. Of all my fics this is the one I’m most perplexed by its kudo count. Are people that hungry for hurt/comfort pre-slash? Was it on a rec list of a popular blogger I’m unaware of? I don’t know, like it’s very nice it's good fic, but not one I think about often.

What Is This Feeling, So Sudden and New? DS9, Quodo, Odo adjusts to being solid, drinks all sorts of drinks, and has a sexual awakening. Now this is the fic I’m most proud of. That makes sense. Sexual tension! Plot! Emotional beats paced just right! (imo)

like to the lark at break of day arising OFMD, Stede/Ed’s first time, silly but emotional sex. This one I posted just at the right time in the fandom, and I had a lot of fun with it. Dumb banter, Stede gets carried away, Ed nuts and cries, I’m hitting all my favorite tropes lol.

Made Me Feel (Shiny and New) DS9, the sweetest hard Quodo, slow banging D/s double bluff. I never question a smut fic doing well. I assume you’re in it for the same reason I wrote it lmao.

Down On My Knees (I Wanna Take You There) DS9, Quodo, blowjob and tentacle sex. Ditto. :-P

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? 

I always try to!!! The exception being if I’m not paying attention to fandom at all at the time, I go through phases like anything.

As a reader, I love to comment for the author interaction -- especially because sometimes you mention something you liked and it unlocks a whole interesting train of thought from the author about the behind the scenes insights, like a bonus meta. I’m obsessed by this pairing, you are too, please tell me everything hell yeah.

Do you write crossovers? 

I’ve written one Glee/TNG and one Glee/Harry Potter. Not generally though.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 

Yes. Oh idk whatever I think is hot that the character also might be into. It has to be goofy, somewhat ridiculous, and definitely too many feelings are involved... 

Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

Not that I know.

Have you ever had a fic translated? 

I think someone asked me for permission once or twice, but I don’t remember if I saw the final result.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? 

No, gosh that’d really have to be the right person because it sounds maddening as a process. The potential to be more fun?? But potentially more frustrating.

What's your all time favorite ship? 

Oh you know. Somehow I started writing for rubber head aliens and never looked back.

What's a WIP that you want to finish but probably never will? 

I’m bad at starting things (there are tons of fic prompts I squirrel away for a rainy day), but compulsive about finishing them. If I have more than a couple hundred words written, by jove I’ll figure out a way to get to something I can call a final product that I share, even if it's several years later. 

Even when I’ve posted WIPs, almost the entire fic was written, I just needed to iron out details in the second part and only published the first part to stop myself from messing with it. Actually, exception that proves the rule (?) Coin-Operated Boy is my first true WIP, where I have a long list of ideas brainstormed, but I’m writing a bit by the seat of my pants rather than having all the plot points mapped out already. We’ll see how that goes, always fun to try something new!!

I’m also still committed to finishing the fic I started where Quark and Odo meet in prison and escape together based on this one comic about Rocket/Groot I read. I have like 7k written but there’s a looooot of rough sketchy bits and both details and broad strokes I have to figure out first.

What are your writing strengths? 

Managing tone? Something I enjoy doing anyway -- zipping along on a wild ride from goofy to angsty to heartfelt to absurd and back again. I’ve also been told I’m good at weird banter lol.

What are your writing weaknesses? 

Awkward run on sentences where I’m trying to pack too much in at once. PLOT ??? WHAT IS PLOT why can’t the characters just have a lot of feelings for no reason idk idk. being heavy handed with metaphors and ~themes~

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet, but want to? 

I want to write for Phlox sometime. I’m sure there’s a Quark rare pair I haven’t touched yet that’ll get obsessed with enough for a oneshot lol.

What's your favorite fic that you've written?

“What Is This Feeling?” has my whole heart. 

"Dinner for One" also has a special place - getting out my Sisko family feels, plus I pulled off making Siskuark happen (briefly) lol.

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@wowbright @chacusha @quodo-brainrot tagging you if you want to participate I'd love to read your respones!

[penroseparticle]

Penrose Song of the Day, Day 1: The Magic Spider by Nekrogoblikon

I kind of want to backfill these with a little bit of information, actually. Kind of express why they're the song of the day, a little about them, how I found them. Blog post meets journal meets music critic or something. It'll all be a few days later and under a cut so almost no one is gonna see these anyways.

Nekrogoblikon is fuckin weird, man. In a good way. I love weird things now because they are unexpected. Music and so much of art is focused on what works, what's good, what we like. And so much of good art is breaking your expectation in new and interesting ways- I'll always have a softspot for music that hasn't quite realized its potential, is somehow in the growing pains stage.

I would NOT describe Necrogoblikon as that. Necrogoblikon has grown up and is fully realized, and what they realized was that this music is fun and it shreds.

There's this weird like, preoccupation with music in being "relateable" or "real" or "genuine" instead of telling a really good story, right? Like, people buy into Taylor Swift the artist "in spite of" (really because) she always writes from her life. Everything is a heartfelt ballad or drawn from experience. And sure that's why a lot of music is relateable.

But hey

What if

A fucked up goblin guy sang a song about a magic spider for you?

Metal in general is a genre that's not afraid to tell a story rather than be relatable (Leviathan by Mastodon is a great example). But in telling stories they're really the most relatable of all right? That's what a song is doing at its core.

I'm not here to tell you if this song is good or bad metal. It's fun though. I like it. I enjoy it. And sometimes I just go "There's a Magic Spider on the wind" to myself during the day and hey I wish I could have him make my wishes come true.

This is not serious music and do not come looking for serious. It's a little funny. And for crying out loud a man in a rubber goblin mask is singing it to you. What else do you want from him. You could be dead right now. Go listen to something you love.

[sinelanguage]

and for the museum of the day i was Considerably more excited for: the National Museum of Modern Art!! splitting this into two parts for my sanity, main exhibit first

one thing that impressed me about this museum was the overall presentation of descriptions used. a lot of art museums will present some information and context to the piece, but the national museum specifically tried to encourage people to read the text (metaphorically) and engage in Thoughts. it was pretty neat to look at a piece then see what specific emphasize the museum curator wanted to put on something.

For example, Nakanishi Natsuyuki’s piece Compact Object was described like this:

Fish bones, a rubber ball, a clock, seashells, hair.. this egg-shaped object seems to be packed with the contents of a garbage can. Or is it a time capsule, capturing a fleeting moment during a certain era? Nakanishi staged performances by bringing these clusters of everyday objects into public spaces, such as in the streets and on trains. His intent seems to have been to carry a microcosm of the world in his hands rather than to produce a sculpture that sits on a pedestal.

which, imo, does a decent job at explaining the intent but also promoting people to think about the intent going into objects on a level a bit further than just “here’s what this means.” this was pretty consistent in the museum’s presentation, which I really appreciated.

The other thing I thought was incredibly funny was this fucking. diary entry they had on display. keep in mind i was dead on my feet in this museum writing down notes to post to my tumblr blog and then read kishida ryusei’s diary from 1923:

Woke up around 10 o clock with a slight headache. Not surprising since i was up unttl three last night talking with Senge [Motomaro] and others, and that's why I overslept. Took a bath after breakfast. Got on the 1:49 pm train to Tokyo and then a taxi to Shintomiza. The play was about to start. My seat was excellent. Sendai Hagi is a famous kabuki play, but it was the first time I had actually seen it. The scenes performed were: the Bamboo Room, Cooking Rice, Under the Floor, The Showdown, The Scar. All of these were fascinating. I's not often these days that l immerse myself as deeply in kabuki as I did this time.

me, two museums in, feeling a profound kinship with this artist from a century ago writing a diary entry about his hang over but going to tokyo for three plays. as i write notes in my phone about art. incredible.

For actual pieces though there were quite a few:

Kayama Mayazo, Waves in Spring and Autumn thought this piece had a lot of really neat spins on some classic imagery (mountains, seasonal trees, waves/water). I especially liked the details of the waves breaking— the waves themselves were this even, looping/fluid lines but the edges were crashing with noisy scribbles

Komaki Gentaro, Bricks and a Squirrel: this is one of those “can’t explain myself”. the bricks had a very weird wood grain pattern, paired with a squirrel in this frightening black orb, completely surrounded. sometimes ur just a squirrel in an orb

Nomiyama Gyoji, The Withered: i like organic things in weird, inorganic messes. this was like, a rat king but with branches, and it was confusing to look at. enjoyed it a lot.

Kodama Yasue, ambient light - sakura: this is exactly what it says on the tin but for what it is it works really well. it’s just the impression of looking up at Sakura blossoms through sunlight, and man is it effective at it. I think in person this works better just for the size and detail of it- it captures the feeling of looking up through foliage very well and was very pretty to boot

Takanashi Yutaka, Hongo: Mansada Parlor, 6-17-1 Hongo, Bunkyo-ku from Machi imo all of takanashi’s photos had this very lived in quality to them, like a photo taken of a place that feels deeply familiar and like home. The collection overall has these deep colors and contrasts with mundane settings and a large amount of visual objects/interest, so it made the feel of the piece really nice (photos here)

overall: really solid, probably doesn’t beat the contemporary art museum but that’s just because my taste is what it is. for an art museum though, i really appreciated the approach and curation

[the-ninth-opossum]

one piece live action episode 1 thoughts:

yeah, i'm months late. who cares?

also. full disclaimer: i have both a huge sentimental connection to one piece (first ever manga, first read when i was like. 8.) and am an enjoyer of it current day (have read the whole thing 3 times. can and will bitch about it at length but genuinely do love it. have posted like. 45k worth of one piece fic.) so absolutely biased as hell.

anyways

show is silly goofy which is correct. one piece is silly goofy first and foremost. just relax, enjoy the ride, accept the cartoon shonen logic. once i did that i had a good time.

i 'm actually a fan of the changes made to pacing. breaking up the first chapter with all the luffy flashback lore makes a ton of sense for live action and makes more space for present-day stuff. we don't need to know all that right away. we'll get to it. episode was still a bit rushed but tbh the manga had that issue too with the early chapters (had a lot to do and oda did not yet have free rein to bloat)

along the same lines, introducing nami and zoro at the same time makes a lot of sense. gives us more time with both of them. get to see nami in her element a bit more-very cool. also the map gives them all more of a reason to be in shell town causing havoc.

i especially like the reworking of how zoro and luffy meet and how zoro teams up with him (not a crew! yet!). it always kind of bothered me that luffy somewhat coerced him into joining in the OG - thematically that was a cognitive dissonance, so luffy freeing him without expectation felt a) more luffy and b) will make zoro eventually joining more meaningful imo

do sort of wish that they'd somehow managed to keep zoro stubbornly hanging there starving for like. days. because i think that's a really good intro to his character and what's important to him but at least he still managed to eat the floor rice. like overall i think the changes were a good idea but they do give a different spin on him. (i think he accepted being freed too easily in this one. but. oh well.)

big fan of the alabasta foreshadowing. and zoro's opening scene. kind of ate ngl. cool to see things only offhandedly mentioned in the manga.

acting/writing. hm. i think some of the serious dialogue was a bit clunky and some bits the acting felt a bit...self conscious? sometimes luffy seemed a bit Too Self Aware/and not relaxed enough. during the sillier bits though i thought he did better and loosened up. same with zoro. no notes for nami though.

i was expecting to hate the rubber CGI but. did not mind it. fight scenes felt a bit silly but that's okay they are silly. (it is a plot point in the early manga that luffy fighting looks bizarre.)

fight scenes pretty decent, considering the medium change. three-sword style does just look flimsy live, unfortunately.

why is Garp here????????????????????

surprisingly faithful to all the important bits, honestly. we'll see where this goes. interested to see what they do with orange town now that the set-up has changed.

fun thoughts:

was that crocodile in the execution crowd? oda was apparently pretty involved in all this, so if that Was crocodile then that counts as evidence for my favorite One Piece theory. crocomom real?

spotted Foxy and Bellamy bounty posters, which imply both of them have been to the East Blue. interesting but probably inconsequential set-building. curious on what posters i missed.

my instagram ads keep showing me a one-hole zoro earring set (all three dangles but you only need one piercing) and i've never been more tempted. damn the algorithm.

huge fan of koby's hair

was jumpscared multiple times by british accents. which is on me and my USAmerican-ness.

unfounded guess but i bet they're going to change how kuina dies. please.

[lucero-is-here]

Ladies, gentlemen and folks, it’s headcanon time! And presenting Zoe Kusama!

Requested by:

Again the other three will be done later on! But let’s get to it! (I don’t know the most about Zoe but anyways~)

- she likes tea. She drinks tea a lot, and mainly drinks green tea.

- high heeled boots. She likes heels, and she likes boots. So why not both?

- slender and soft hands- her hands are just really really nice…

- warm hands. Her hands are always warm, and it’s nice holding them, especially on cold days.

- very steady and gentle hands. She can keep her hand quite steady it’s miraculous- and she’s always so gentle- she’ll give you a pat on the shoulder, and she’s so gentle it’s like really comforting and everything.

- she is literally the sweetest person- she is really nice to everyone (she tries to be nice), and a lot of people really like her!

- she likes all animals! Even the animals that look really weird- she tries her best to like them and believes that all animals are lovely and sweet.

- she does embroidery in her free time. She has a lot of fun doing it, and sometimes add little embroidery designs to her bags/outfits for fun! She thinks they always look really pretty and it makes her so so happy.

- she can cook. She makes pretty good food too.

- she really likes flowers. She thinks they are really pretty. At her apartment, she has a flower pot where she grows some daisies, and they look absolutely gorgeous.

- she reads a lot in her free time. Books are her best friend in a way, because she’s usually reading when you see her.

- she does origami in her freetime sometimes. She makes these really complicated origami creations, and gives them to her significant others. They always look so pretty, she even made origami seashells once though they were a little complicated- she has a lot of origami creations-

- she has a jar of paper stars in her room. She made all of those paper stars and filled a jar with them. They look so pretty too.

- she gave Jones a bottle of paper stars once as a present. She said he was as bright as stars, and he deserved to have stars with him all the time. He cried after that.

- she is a bit sensitive- she cries easily and feels a little bad about it. She cries when she’s too happy- but she also gets really happy easily too-

- good temper. She’s really patient and can keep her composure for a good amount of time.

- she can play the piano. She plays those really sweet, and calming songs and Jones loves to watch her play the piano.

- she’s bisexual

- she gets cold easily. She brings a jacket or a scarf with her, so she won’t get cold.

- she has really really neat handwriting. Her handwriting isn’t cursive or anything though. But her handwriting is so neat and nice to look at-

- she writes little messages to her friends on paper and gives these little messages to them when they feel sad and it’s the sweetest thing ever-

- decent spice tolerance, can handle some spice but not too much spice.

- she makes Jones watch Bluey with her, and they just sit there on the sofa watching a show for kids while eating popcorn. And then they see those really heartfelt moments- and Zoe starts getting teary and Jones also gets teary cause Zoe is getting teary and they cry together and are now wondering how a kids show is this good-

- Zoe has these wooden toys from a childhood she still keeps. She occasionally takes them out and plays with them like she did as a kid. She likes how pretty they look and wish they still made toys like this.

- she has baths sometimes- and she brings this tiny rubber ducky with her she named Jones for fun- she finds it so adorable-

- her hair gets tangled sometimes- brushing out the tangles can be painful at times for her :,)

That’s all- if I think of more a part 2 will be posted.

[dreamescapeswriting]

Unrequited Love ~ HHJ [Request]

WORD COUNT: 3.9K

PAIRING: Hyunjin x GN!Reader (If there are any mistakes please tell me so I can change them 🥰♥)

Terms: Mx - Used as a replacement for Mr/Mrs/Sir/Ma’am

GENRE: AU, Hanahkai AU, friends to lovers, angst, fluffy, pining, 

A/N: You guys know how much I love AU’s so I had so much fun with this!! 

Hanahkai Disease: This is a fictional disease where the victim coughs up flower petals when they’re in one-sided love. It ends when the love returns (Can’t be a strong friendship, only romantic feelings) or the victim will die. The disease can be surgically removed but the feelings for the crush will be gone.

Unrequited love. Something that had been written about in all forms for almost 5500 years. There were always the stories of the person finally getting the one they truly wanted. Beating the Unrequited love and overcoming everything to be with the one you loved. This would be fine and dandy if you had a normal crush on someone and weren't like Hyunjin.

Hyunjin had something different about him, something that he'd never heard about until he'd been online researching for hours. Hanahkai Disease. Besides all of the troll accounts talking about how the disease wasn't "real" there were so many other articles and medical documents to back it up. The one thing that stuck out to Hyunjin the most about it all was that it could kill him. From anywhere from 2-3 weeks or 18 months. Being told you had anywhere between 2-3 weeks and 18 months to live was never anything good.

All of this because he had a stupid crush on somebody. His lungs were filled with roses that would gradually get bigger until they rendered his breathing useless. All he could do whenever he thought about his crush or even spoke to her for too long was cough up flowers into his hands or if he could make it, a bathroom.

"What's on your mind? You've got that weird look in your eyes." Your voice broke Hyunjin out of his daydream and he turned to look at you. Blushing a little as he realises he was spacing out in the middle of your study date. 

The two of you were sitting in the back of the college library trying to cram for an upcoming test but his mind was elsewhere. What was the point in studying when he knew he was going to die? There was no way Sooyoung was going to like him back. 

Waving your hand in front of his face again he looked at you nervously. There was clearly something bothering him and it wasn't the study material. Hyunjin could take this test four times over in his sleep if he really wanted to.

"I want to tell you something but you have to promise me that you won't laugh." Putting your pen down on the table you looked at him. 

Whatever it was, was clearly serious. Hyunjin had never been so serious about something before and you'd known him almost your whole life. 

The pair of you had been best friends since you moved to his neighbourhood when you were six. Growing up together, going to the same schools until you both attended the same college.

"What is it?" You questioned softly as he looked at you. The idea of telling you about the disease toying in his head. The fact that he had been dealing with this alone for the last three months was beginning to bother him and he knew he could tell you anything.

There wasn't a single thing in the world that you would ever judge him for. You were the one person he knew he could count on for anything and the same was for you with him.

"Have you heard of Hanahkai disesase?" The name rang a bell and you began to think about it.

"I think-"

"The rare disease that some people get when they're in one-sided love?" You nodded at him. You'd heard about it a lot. Super rare, hardly heard of really. Doctors had done all of the research that they could on it. It could be surgically removed but it all risked permanent damage to the lungs and it would cost forgetting the person you were in love with altogether,

"I have it," The world seemed to stop spinning as you stared at your best friend. Laughing a little you shook your head, there was no way he had it. 

"What do you mean you have it?" You questioned a little harshly as you stared at him. All thoughts of studying going out of your head as you stared at your best friend.

"I mean, I have it. What else could that mean?" He snapped a little angrily at you, you leant back against the chair shaking your head. Letting it sink in that he had this disease as well as was in love with someone and hadn't told you about it. 

The two of you told each other everything.

Or so you thought. Why hadn’t he told you he was in love with someone? Or that he suffered from this in the first place? When did the two of you begin to keep secrets from one another?

"You can't...I mean who do you have a crush on?" Racking your brain you tried to think of someone Hyunjin had mentioned even briefly but there was nothing. Nothing and no one that you could think of that he would have a crush on.

"Sooyoung," 

"Sooyoung?" You looked behind him down a couple of tables to see her sitting there. 

Sitting at one of the rounded tables as she did nothing but brush her hair and look pretty. There was no denying that she was gorgeous but you never thought Hyunjin would go for someone like her.

Someone so perfect.

Jet black hair perfectly straight, wearing designer clothes and always had boys surrounded her. Waiting on her hands and knees as if she was some kind of queen. The whole college seemed to fall in love with her. 

"Sooyoung?" You questioned again, a little more unimpressed this time. Hyunjin could already tell you hated the fact that it was Sooyoung of all people and so did he. It wasn't as if he wanted to feel this way about her.

"I'm telling you because I want your help," Help? What did he want you to do? Go up and tell her that if she didn't love him back your best friend was going to die?

"What am I meant to do?" You questioned leaning forward a little to see what his plan was for all of this.

"You're good at this, tell me what girls like." You blinked at him

"What on earth makes you think I'm good at this? I know what girls like but Sooyoung isn't like every other girl...She's a different breed." The woman had exquisite taste and clearly liked things differently from those around her.

"Will you help me at least get her attention," Smirking at him you nodded. Getting her attention was going to be easy enough.

"Sure." Picking up the rubber from the table you launched it across the room hitting one of the boys in the head before it dropped down in front of Sooyoung. 

Gasping a little she looked down at it and then around the room to figure out who had thrown it but you'd already turned to Hyunjin.

"Fetch." You mumbled to him watching as he glared at you. 

Oh if looks could kill. 

"Sorry, my friend is stressed." He whispered as he bent down in front of Sooyoung. Their eyes locking as she giggled at him, reaching down to touch his long dark-brown hair. It was always the hair that people fell in love with first. Smirking a little you were glad you had french-braided one side and put it into a ponytail.  

"Cute," She whispered as she twirled a strand of his hair around her delicate fingers. Instantly Hyunjin felt his throat beginning to clog up with petals so he smiled before calmly walking to the door. Frowning as you watched him you waited to see what he was doing. Before you could even get up he was racing down the corridors to find the nearest bathroom.

"Sorry, he's a little shy...Here," You scrambled to write down his number on a random post-it and gave it to Sooyoung. Her eyes were wide as she looked from you to the door, 

"Shy? Around me?" You nodded gently ignoring the weird looks you were gaining from the boys around her. 

"I'll text him," She whispered as she began punching the numbers into her phone.

Hurrying after Hyunjin you stood outside the bathroom looking at him as you held your bag and his. The colour had drained from his face as he stood there. Hair messy and petals were strewn about all over the place.

"Here," You reached up to take a petal out of his hair and smiled sadly at him. The last thing you ever wanted was for Hyunjin to be in pain. You knew how badly this thing could be. 

"I'll help you...She has your number," You nudged him softly and he began to blush a little as he looked at you. He was thankful he had you to help him through all of this.

"Thank you," He breathed out bringing you into a tight hug as you whined that he was hurting you. 

"We can go to my dorm, I'll do your hair and we can begin planning how to get the girl to love you back." You promised him as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder beginning to walk with you towards the exit of the campus.

"First things first you're going to have to talk to her without...Coughing up flowers in front of her..." Turning to look at him from the other side of your dorm room you raised an eyebrow. You didn't know the ins and outs of how it all worked so you were going to need his help with it all.

"Is there a way you can control it?" He shrugged his shoulders as he sat on the floor against your bed. There wasn't much he knew about it either. He'd never tried to control it, all he knew was when he was around her his lungs filled with rose petals until he coughed them up. Even when he thought about her too hard it could sometimes bring some flowers up.

"I'm not sure," He whispered playing with the teddy he'd gotten you for your birthday while you began writing down on a large whiteboard on your wall. 

Learn to control coughing up. You were going to treat this as though it was some kind of study material. Have all of the facts laid out in front of you before you tried to find a solution to it.

"We need to learn what her favourite flowers are, what snacks she likes, then you're going to slowly woo her." Hyunjin stared up at you with a raised eyebrow. Not believing for one second that he had just heard you use the term "woo her".

"Woo her? What are we? 91?" He mumbled sarcastically only for a chocolate button to be thrown against his head. Your aim was impeccable. 

"Did you or did you not want my help?" You questioned as you stared over at him. Hand resting on your hip as you tilted your head to the side.

"Yes, Mx!" He fake saluted watching as you began to write her name, getting ready to list things she did and didn't like underneath it. Hyunjin thought back on all of the times he'd seen her getting gifts from people. Remembering the way she reacted to each of them.

"She likes sunflowers and roses together, I've seen her get them from one of the jocks before a game." He looked up at you.

"Sunflowers and roses," You mumbled as you wrote them on the board in green ink.

"We can get some from the store tomorrow morning." You told him as you turned to look at him. The thought of losing your best friend to something like this was eating you up inside but you were going to be strong for him. 

The look on his face made you feel bad about teasing him earlier in the day. All he wanted to do was get help and you had been a little mean about it.

"I promise I'll do everything I can Hyunjin." You said sweetly as you walked over to the bed, sitting behind him on the bed as he sat on the floor. You ran your fingers through his hair and began to braid it. Something he found extremely relaxing whenever he was stressing too much over something.

"I don't deserve you Y/n." He hummed as you began to french-braid the sides once again before joining them together in a ponytail at the back of his head. Just as it had been that morning when he came to get it done.

"I don't know how I can repay you," He added on as he looked at your whiteboard of information. If anyone came in now it would look as though you were stalking Sooyoung but of course that wasn't what you were doing.

"With food, comics and helping me cram for tests." You told him as you smirked, patting the top of his head as you got up from the bed.

"I'll go and order some pizza...We can talk pick-up lines and dates while we eat." He nodded watching as you left the room leaving him to overthink everything. Groaning when he felt the pressure of the petals begin to build as his thoughts went to Sooyoung.

As time began to progress the only thing that seemed to be happening was Hyunjin was getting worse. It seemed as though no matter what happened with Sooyoung nothing was going to happen. The flower petals began to grow in size and he felt sick almost all of the time.

"Maybe she'll never love me back," He said to you as you sat in a small cafe together. Sharing a plate of chips as you spoke about his date with Sooyoung that he had just gotten back from. He'd taken her ice skating since it was one of her favourite things to do but nothing else happened. They held hands around the ice skating rink and that was all.  

"It can take time," You reminded him, waving a chip in front of his mouth until he took it from you. 

"It's been three months...I have six months to make her fall in love with me." The never-ending ticking time bomb.

"Do-able." You were trying to remain as positive about all of this as possible. You never wanted to lose your best friend. 

"She has too many guys after her. There's no way I can do this Y/n." He put his head down onto the table and you reached around to run your fingers through his hair. Tears beginning to build up in your eyes at the thought of him giving up on this so easily. It wasn't like Hyunjin to just give up on anything.

"Give it a chance Hyunjin...Please." It came out as a beg but you didn't care. There was no way you were going to let your best friend give up on this and accept that some kind of disease was going to kill him. The plea didn't go unnoticed as he looked up at you, eyes bloodshot as he was on the verge of tears. 

He'd been researching the surgery without telling you. Deciding that it was probably easier for him to go through that than try and force somebody into loving him. It was dangerous and irreversible.

"One more month," He mumbled sitting up and back against the booth seat. Laying his head against the wall and looking at you.

"Want to practice date talk?" You questioned. He nodded at you and you smiled before going back into your dating impersonation. The two of you had been doing this whenever you went out to eat or ate at the dorm so that he could get used to it. 

"Come and sit next to me, whenever we eat together she sits beside me." You nodding sliding out of your side of the booth and into his. His arm wrapped around your waist and you seemed to freeze. A weird tightness began to grow in your chest and stomach but you ignored it. Turning to him and feeding him a chip while looking at him. Hyunjin leant down and bit into the chip slowly. It was the first thing he'd eaten all day and he was thankful you were with him to eat with. 

"Talk to me as if I was Sooyoung," You grumbled at him as you looked down at the plate. Suddenly losing all sense of appetite the longer you stared at it. 

One month came and went as though it was on fast-forward. You barely remembered anything that Hyunjin had planned for his time with Sooyoung. All you knew was that he was giving up. Telling you that all of this had been a waste of time for him.

"Hyunjin you can't do this," Your voice heightened as you looked at him. Reaching your hands out to touch him as he began packing up clothes into his bag. The moment he told you that he was going through with the surgery you panicked. There were so many horror stories surrounding the procedure.

"I've already booked it," He mumbled at you, moving away from your grasp to collect more clothes from his wardrobe. 

The two of you were in his dorm room that night when he decided to drop the bomb on you that he was going to have the surgery. 

"It's experimental! Something could go wrong," You whimpered as you stood in front of his wardrobe. Blocking him from getting inside. There was no way you were going to let him go through with something so idiotic that could kill him or leave him with no memories.

"It's worth it to not feel like this! To not die!" He yelled at you as you moved out of the way. Watching him as he began to shove clothes into a bag instead of folding them. There was no way you were going to be able to change his mind but you were going to try. 

"So you're just going to leave? What about exams?" You questioned as you tried not to bring the focus on why you needed him to stay around.

"I don't see a reason for staying, I'll get the surgery and be back in time for exams." He grumbled not looking at you as he reached into the back of his wardrobe for shoes.

"Hyunjin you have five months-" 

"She's in love with someone else! She's dating someone else so there is no help for me. Don't you get that!?" He yelled as he cut you off. Turning to face you, he was red in the fact of anger and his eyes were tearing up. 

Pushing past you he walked towards his bed, putting his bag down as he began to pack his study material up. If he was going to be stuck in a hospital he might as well make the time useful. 

"You think that you're the only person in the world that has that disease?!" You yelled back at him. Not meaning to snap and sound as angry as you did but you had enough.

"I'm not going to sit around and wait for the flowers to kill me." He grumbled keeping his back to you. 

"I'm not saying that! I'm saying give it time...M-maybe you'll fall in love with someone else." You were grasping at straws and he knew that as well as you did.

"You sound pathetic. There is no one else Y/n. There will never be someone else." He said in hushed tones as he flicked through some of his notebooks. Debating to take them with him or not. 

"Never?"

"No. Never," He mumbled at you.

"But I love you," Your chest swelled and you could feel yourself beginning to sweat as you finally told him. 

The months you had been helping him with Sooyoung you had begun to fall more and more in love with him. The fake dates you would have didn't help as you only fell harder for someone you knew would never like you back.

"Yeah but friendship love isn't enough to cure it!" He yelled slamming his book down onto his desk. Taking in deep breathes as he tried to calm himself down. He knew you were trying to help but nothing you had done was working. 

"You asked for my help-"

"Now I'm telling you to back off." He came across so cold you felt as though ice began to run down your back. Your chest burnt as you put off the cough that was itching to come out. Holding your hand over your mouth you let out a tiny cough. Wincing as you felt the petals fall down into your hands. Three white-budding roses sitting in your hand, large enough that you knew you didn't have much time left. Hyunjin didn't even notice you coughing as he rushed to put everything away into a bag.

"Call me when you've decided to get over this." You mumbled as you left his room. Dropping the petals into the bin by his front door before you left.

As Hyunjin was about to leave the dorms he went to through away his rubbish when he saw the flowers. They weren't his since his seemed to be a little more than two petals at the moment. These looked as though they were just beginning to grow larger. None of the boys was home which only meant that they could have been yours,. 

"Y/n." He breathed out as he looked at his phone. Hitting your name to call you but there was no answer. It just rang and rang. 

You stared at the phone while it lit up. There was no use talking to him when he was going to go through with the surgery no matter what.

"Call me when you get this, I need to talk to you." The message rang out as you deleted it. Walking to the kitchen to get something to eat but nothing seemed good to you. Everything you thought about eating made your stomach churn. Nothing had seemed appealing to you for months.

After a few days of staying in your dorm and ignoring Hyunjin, you began to feel the need for fresh air. There was no use in hauling yourself up inside of the dorms all day. You had no idea how much time you had left so you needed to do something with it.

Swinging the door open you almost screamed seeing Hyunjin standing. His hand raised as if he was about to knock on the door right before you answered it. 

"Did you get the surgery?" You questioned harshly as he stared at you. His eyes fixed on your face as he said nothing in response to you.

"Hyunjin?" Instead of responding he grabbed you close to him and kissed you roughly. The breath felt as though it was knocked right out of your chest as you collided with him. Your hands pushing into his long hair as he pushed you into the apartment. Holding you close to him as he ran his fingers up and down your back. Needing to feel every inch of you as close to him as possible. Tears rolled down your cheeks until you both could taste them. 

"H-Hyunjin." You breathed out as you both pulled away only to rest your foreheads on one another. Neither of you wanted to be apart for any longer than you had to be.

"I love you," He breathed out as he held your hand in his, squeezing them softly. 

"I love you too," You hiccuped through the tears, sniffling as little as he pulled you into his chest. Resting his chin on your head as you both stood there together.

 Another month passed both of you scared that the flowers would begin to come up again but they hadn't. Not once had you coughed up a petal, bud or a whole flower. Your appetite had come back and Hyunjin was feeling better than he ever had. The two of you had beaten the Unrequited love and overcoming everything to be with one another. 

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[theluckyr]

New Routine pt. 2

My bad for leaving you all starving.

Neon

She wear rubber gloves when she first met you.

At first she’s always kept her distance from you because she afraid to made bad first impression or hurt you.

But with a little reassureance and encouraging words along the way, She opens up right away.

Sometimes she’s mesmerized just sat beside you, to be in a same room with you is unimaginable.

Would be on cloud 9 if you have a plushie that you carry around as well.

“No way you actually have a plushies as well”

She got your back since day one, so no one and i mean no one mess with (y/n).

“Hoy, bobo! You messed with the wrong person!”

“It’s okay, Neon. Let's just go”

“No, I am not letting this one slide (y/n). I got this”

She likes loves whenever you play with her hair.

Even if it just a simple space buns, she love it.

Because of your kind genuine heart, she made some filipino snacks for you.

Kay/o

Ik some of you has a crush on this hunk of metal, don’t lie to yourself

Well, most of the time, he’s pretty much just training all day every day, and you pretty much just watch him in the background.

So, whenever he has the opportunity to speak with you, he would do so.

But being the robot he is, he has difficulty starting the conversation in a much more casual tone.

Despite that, he makes sure that all of his lineups that you have practiced on are still in his memory log.

One of the few words you gave that still stuck on him was about the reason why you practice his lineups. Including the post plan lineups as well.

“I know i can’t do a lot, but the least thing i can do is buying time for my team”

He really respects you for that, you’re not the best when it comes to aim, utilities, or even simple gaming sense. But you always have another way to support your teammates.

“Also Kay/o, can i tell you something?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Well…I just want to say that I think the squeaky noise from your joints is adorable”

“ Should I ask KillJoy to check on it?"

"Hahahahahaha, no! I meant it as a compliment”

It didn’t took long to made his fan whirring louder.

Omen

Very nervous when he first met you. So nervous that after he shook your hands he teleport to somewhere.

Later he apologize about that which you replied.

"No worries, I thought I did something wrong that made you leave. By the way, thank you so much for the welcoming. I really appreciate it"

When you said that, he felt alive and more…human.

He enjoys the warmth from your skin ,so it's no surprise that he would ask you for help to change his bandages very often.

The more you spend your time with him, the easier it is for you to see what he's feeling on that day.

You, (Y/n) are the only one who can do all sorts of things on him without him ever getting mad at you.

Put a bunny ear, be the kuromi to your melody, put a bunch of stickers on his hood, even put a colorful necklace on him, he is fine with that. Why? Because he gets to spend his time with you.

Be prepared to have a bunch of knitted goods in your room.

Brimstone

Just like Killjoy, you're now his kiddo.

With you around organizing stacks of papers on his office really made his work more efficient.

You really surprised him when you actually can collect everyone's report faster (Thanks official Valorant account for making some of the few details canon)

"Awwwww come on, (y/n) just give me some time. Pretty please"

"I'm sorry Jett, today is today or I'm telling everyone that you also want to buy the same sneakers Phoenix want"

"Okay! Okay! I'll give it today! Just don't tell anyone!!"

"I won't! So write it!"

"Okay…."

"Why hello, (y/n). Seems like you have your way for everyone to do some paperwork but I'm afraid that you have nothing to use it against me"

"You're right, Cypher but you will watching me making your mint tea in very wrong manner just to piss you off" you said while ripped out the tea bag and pour the tea leafs in a champagne glass

".....when is it due?"

"11.59 PM"

"Fine"

Because of that, he gives you some extra money. Just don't tell anyone that he also gives you more leniency than others.

"How come they get their own bathroom inside their room? That's not fair!"

"If you can do the same amount of work as (y/n), then we’ll talk"

“Ok, nevermind. They’ve earned it”

He enjoys ruffling your hair, it's his way of showing affection.

When he saw you sleeping in his office instead of waking you up, he just gently placed a blanket on you.

He will laugh the hardest if you actually made dad jokes that made everyone just roll their eyes in shame.

"You know, that reminds me when I was traveling to France"

"Why what happened while you're in there?"

"Eiffel.."

"Hahahahahaha!! Classic!"

Skye

She adores you from the very first time she met you.

Even her hawko and tasmanian tiger agree as well.

If you don’t any allergies with her animals, be prepared for the hawko or the tasmanian tiger asking for some pets.

If you’re a morning person, you will partake her 4 AM run.

So basically you’re doing a huge favor for neon because now Skye has a running buddy.

She will make sure that you have eat 3 meals a day.

When she found out that you haven’t eat since morning, she will make sure that you stopped whatever you doing and wait for her in the kitchen.

“Skye, You don’t have to worry about it. I’ll just grab some snacks from the cabinets and i’ll…”

“No! You will eat what i’m cooking, No buts, point blank period”

“Okay then…..”

“Seriously, Are you out of your mind, Friend?!?! You ran with me at 4 AM then you had your morning coffee after that you work and didn't even bother to get your body some energy "

"I'm sorry about that "

"You should be, so get yourself some food yeah?" She gently held your cheek before she handed you a plate of food

To thank her, you would take care of her garden. You even take notes on which plant that needs extra attention.

Overall, she's the best support system.

Cypher

Because of his line of work, you’re not surprised that he ran “background” check on you.

And the background check includes your preference as well.

But just because he can have all kinds of information about you at his fingertips, he still wants you to tell it yourself.

Just like Viper, he’s more of a listener in the conversation. Mostly taking mental notes about you.

Very observant when it comes to your mannerism, so when you show signs of discomfort, he’ll gladly help you out of that situation.

He even gave you a spare keycard to his workshops.

Sometimes he wonder if you know his secret as well until one day you left him a small bouquet of white jasmine flower on a his workshops desk with a small note that says

"I know you never tell a soul about her, But please remember that you always have my condolences - (y/n) "

Cypher's blood ran cold when he read the note and from that moment he now sees you in a different light, a whole new perspective that he never thought before.

If you ever need a place to unwind or simply avoid the others, his workshops are always open for you.

[thefanficmonster]

Rumors

Corpse Husband x Bimbo!Reader (Female)

Warnings: Mentions of Slut Shaming, Swearing

Genre: Fluff, Tiniest bit of Angst, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: When some rumors start floating around, every content creator does their best to either ignore them or defuse the situation. However, sometimes, the fans attempt to do the defusing themselves which only leads to a worse disaster. That’s the case for Corpse whose fans were quick to jump to his protection of some ‘false’ rumors.

Requested by Anon. Hi dear! Thank you so much for your request, it was a joy to write. I’m sorry for how long it has taken me to complete and post the fic but here it finally is and I hope you enjoy reading it at least half as much as I enjoyed writing it! Love, Vy ❤

Corpse cracks his knuckles, then his shoulders, then his collarbone, then the his neck. He clenches his jaw as he breathes steadily and rhythmically, trying to control an overwhelming wave of anger that he has never felt before. This is a situation he’s never had to deal with nor did he ever think he’d have to deal with and address on a fucking livestream on top of all, but here he is now, doing his best to count to ten and not go on a Twitter responding spree, calling people out on their bullshit. He wanted to do so, he still wants to, but he was stopped in his intentions and brought to a calm mindset where he was swayed into dealing with this the civil way and not by roasting the fuck out of any and every foul-mouthed person he’s seen on his Twitter timeline.

He can’t really guarantee and civility during the stream either, he’s aware his tolerance is as thin as a stretched out, old rubber band and is a slight tug away from snapping and allowing him to unleash hell on these people because of who he’s been seeing red these past few days. 

Let’s not risk a misunderstanding here - Corpse absolutely loves and adores his fans, but seeing this behavior from them is quite upsetting and disappointing. When he uses the terms like ‘assholes’, ‘jerks’ and ‘rude motherfuckers’ he isn’t referring to them. He knows they are good people, but are using the completely wrong tactic of defending him, not to mention he doesn’t even need defending. Even if he did, he’s more than capable of doing it on his own and not getting other people involved.

“Hello everyone, hope you’re doing well.“ He finally settles on saying, officially kicking off the stream. If there’s any indicator of the serious nature of this stream, it’s probably the lack of lo-fi and the lack of even attempted playfulness and cheeriness in his voice. That’s how you know shit isn’t to be messed around about. “I just realized I didn’t specify what I’ll be doing in the Tweet, but I’ll tell you now, so those who aren’t interested in the subject or want to steer clear of the drama can leave. However, I wouldn’t advise clicking off considering this will be an overall, how do I say this, rant, of sorts? It’s meant to knock some sense in the people who have been spreading hate for a specific person on all social media platforms she’s active on.“

The majority of the viewers are already familiar with the subject, some even guilty of spreading the hate Corpse mentioned, but there are a few that are completely clueless - the ones actually not interested in online drama, not just saying they ‘hate drama’. With those people in mind, Corpse takes to addressing the issue from its very beginning.

“So, for a month now, me and this streamer, who’s also a TikTok star, by the name of Y/N have been interacting a lot on social media. She’s an incredibly sweet girl that a lot of people have prejudice towards. She’s very misjudged and misunderstood because people see he solely as her content, if that makes sense. They only know she’s that streamer who wears revealing clothes on her streams and posts risqué pictures on her Instagram. Like, no.“ Corpse cannot even fully believe he has to address this and that slut-shaming people is still a thing in the twenty-first century. He closes his eyes for a moment, fist tightening and his knuckles turning white, “I don’t understand how so many people can be so shallow and just plain jerks towards her in general, but then again - this is especially for my fans, the members of my fandom - I don’t understand the need you guys feel to put Y/N down to defend me from some ridiculous rumors as if it’s the first time I’ve had to deal with people talking shit for attention or to get someone canceled.“ He sighs, reminding himself to slow his roll as to not confuse any viewers who still don’t know the full story, “Anyway, back to the timeline of events. So, considering we’ve never interacted before, all the replying to comments, retweeting, liking posts and whatever sparked some dating rumors. Isn’t that just fucking hilarious - you see two people interacting on social media and the first thing that comes to mind is that they’re in a romantic relationship. Where did the friendship go? Does no one value or consider friendships to be a valid type of human relation anymore?“ He runs a hand through his hair, making another pause to clear his mind and prevent his frustration from overflowing. He promised he wouldn’t lose his cool and would remain calm and collected, but the more he talks about it the tighter he clenches his fist and the faster his heartrate is. His neck and ears are red from the tension he feels all over, almost like he’s physically restraining a raging wild animal and not just his own thoughts and emotions.

There’s layers to his anger, the lower ones - aka the ones he’s yet to get to - will be a nightmarish test of his self-control, he already knows it. Judging by how much of a toll this rant has already taken on him, his patience and control growing thinner and thinner, he’s not sure how he’ll power through the last layers without his voice raising awfully high in volume and his fists searching for some object to punch. To an ignorant eye, his reaction would seem exaggerated and overboard, but little does that ignorant eye know...

“When some of my fans saw those rumors, they reacted very badly. It was quite disappointing to see. Guys, I appreciate you standing up for me even though you shouldn’t do that - I can defend myself, not that this was a matter I needed defending from to begin with. But just the way some of you went about it was horrifically wrong and quite upsetting, to me but especially to Y/N herself.“ He can feel it, the aggravation growing, bubbling up in his chest, “What I saw disgusted me, I’m not gonna sugarcoat it. The things some of you were saying...I couldn’t believe you are in fact the same people who are my fans, my lovely fans who I’ve always thought so highly of. Never did I think you could be able of slut-shaming so vulgarly and grossly, I couldn’t believe what I was reading.“

He has every right to be upset - the things being said about Y/N were truly awful and a lot of things being said were meant to defend Corpse and defuse the rumors, doing so while stomping all over Y/N and her content. Rightfully so, many of her fans were outraged and quick to jump to her defense but were unfortunately outnumbered, leading Corpse to believe not many of her fans are actually real or as dedicated as his which only fueled his fury further.

Anyway, let’s take a look at Y/N’s point of view. Being a content creator for as long as she has, refusing to change her style no matter how many people disagreed and insulted her about it, she’s grown quite used to people spitting insults at her on every social media possible. It’s sad how throughout the majority of her content creating career she’s only had haters, creeps and fake fans watching her videos and streams. Rare are those in her fandom who’d actually stick up for her and defend her in ‘scandals’ such as this one. However, no amount of experience with dealing with hate could have prepared her for this outpour of some of the meanest shit she’s ever heard and been called in her life.

Y/N likes the content she makes, she’s comfortable in her skin and loves her body. She loves showing it off too and nor she nor anyone who wants that deserves to be shamed for who they are and what they do, especially when they aren’t hurting anyone and their content is still appropriate. People have always bashed her for all elements of who she is: her appearance, her clothing style, her streams, her gaming skills, her voice on occasion. She can count the instances when she’s received positive feedback on the fingers of her hands which would depress anyone else but not her. She’s always created content for her own amusement and entertainment so people’s opinions never really bothered her. Until now, until this very drama that has hit a specific nerve, an insecurity of hers she’s never talked about. The comments such as:

(Vy Speaking: Comments containing slut-shaming ahead, go to ### if you want to skip)

“Corpse would never date a slut like her“

“Corpse dating this thot? Please internet stop being ridiculous“

“Corpse ain’t a pimp, y’all need to chill“

“Even if they datin they gon break up soon - whore stays a whore“

###

bothered her far more than she’d like to admit. She has no one to open up about it either, she knows what she’ll get in response if she does - she’ll be told it’s her fault. Her fault because of the way she dresses, the way she talks and acts, because she chose this career to begin with. All her fault. The only person she can turn to she refuses to because she doesn’t want to be a bother - not after so many people confirmed her worries that she’s not good enough for him already anyway, the least she can do is avoid bothering him the best she can.

And that is exactly why this has upset Corpse so much.

“Here’s a little message specifically meant for those who claimed I’d never date someone like Y/N or specifically Y/N. You better listen carefully: Don’t you ever, and I mean EVER slut-shame my girlfriend or any other person ever. I cannot believe I have to explicitly remind you that your behavior isn’t ok. You should fucking know that your behavior isn’t right and that you’re a massive piece of shit for saying those awful things about others you judge solely on appearance and clothing. Does it surprise you that I am, in fact, dating Y/N? If you say yes for the reason you think she’s not good enough for me or that I deserve better, please get the fuck out of my fandom. No one disrespects my girl and gets away with it. That’s final!“

Though still under the influence of a flurry of negative emotions, overhearing Corpse literally telling people to exclude themselves from his fandom for being mean to her, Y/N’s taking a step towards emotional recovery knowing her boyfriend will always have her back. He’ll always be there to prove people wrong, defend her and stand by her. He’ll be there to catch her when the hate knocks her off her feet.

But most importantly: he’ll never ask her to change. Not her style, not her clothes, not her personality, nothing. He fell for her the way she is and for who she is, and he will never allow anyone to try to change her either. For someone who’s never had much support all her life, a single speck of support overpowers all the hate within the blink of an eye. Corpse will always be her knight in shining armor, the knight who defeated all the hateful demons by just entering her life. And though she’s still struggling with the ‘Am I good enough for someone so wonderful?’ and ‘He deserves better, doesn’t he?’ questions, with his hand holding hers, she’ll never let those doubts and insecurities overpower her.

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