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gavisuntiedboot · 2 years ago

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Just Pretend (Gavi x reader)

Part 3

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Most recent part

Warnings: Dubious consent!!! Please don't read if you're uncomfortable with unclear consent. Mentions of crying during intimacy.

Not really a warning, but in this universe, Ferran is single and not the best person. So the warning is major Ferran character assassination? Sorry Ferran girlies <3

Word count: 2.4k

A/N: Thank you to everyone who has been enjoying this story so far. I have been waking up to 99+ notifs on tumblr for the last 3 days now and I can't tell y'all how much I appreciate it. So much that I'm typing this next part in the university library (while wearing my Gavi jersey) .

Also I was wondering why engagement was so much higher on part 1 and I found out that the link to part 2 on that post was broken smh.

Pablo Gavi was notoriously hot headed. Everyone knew this - from players to coaches to commentators to the 16 year old girls making TikTok edits of his footage. Everyone knew he had a temper the bubbled over at a moment's notice. Xavi liked to describe him as a spark: volatile, quickly explosive, but just as quick to come back down to a level headed state. This is what made him a good footballer. He could be passionate and powerful on the attack, and then level his emotions to make strategic decisions in a split second.

"Gavi is never nervous when he goes onto the field. He is confident. It is his game."

But Gavi was not himself for the rest of the day. His usual look of disturbance was deepened, eyebrows remaining furrowed together for the entirety of training. The air of boyish charm he always had dissipated, settling instead into an uncomfortable aura that was felt by the rest of the team. Gavi's irritation was widespread. The main target was Pedri, who refused to tell Gavi when he had seen you at a club. It was at Ansu and Balde, who kept you busy for the rest of the afternoon, so you couldn't watch them train. It was at Martin, who was sending so many texts that, in Gavi's opinion, he looked like a desperate little loser that had never felt the touch of a woman.

Gavi's anger did not spare you. It was one of those days where he decided that he just did not trust you. He had them semi-frequently. When he went into your office and his heart started hammering in his chest. Where his skin felt like it was on fire whenever you touched him. When your voice flowed into his ears like honey and clogged his brain and clouded his thoughts. He interpreted these feelings as fight or flight - his gut's way of telling him you were not to be trusted. Why else would he feel like this? The only other time his heart beat so loudly was in the middle of an important match, when he could not afford to make a single mistake. There was something wrong with you, and sooner or later, he would find out what, and these feelings would subside.

Until then, he continued to glare at the wall of the locker room, wet hair dripping onto his forehead, as he waited for Pedri to finish getting changed.

"-and then she started massaging my chest and it was the best I've felt in weeks. Every day I want to kiss the La Liga president for approving women physios. If she keeps stretching me out, I'll be the next Messi."

Gavi's head perked up at hearing this. He knew Ferran was talking about you. It was not the first time Ferran had made some less-than-appropriate comments about you. The first day you had come out to the field to be introduced to the squad, Ferran had been standing next to Gavi and Pedri, letting out a low whistle.

"Look boys, Xavi doesn't want anything to hinder your performance, not even sexual frustration. Look at the present he brought us."

Gavi's face twisted in disgust at the memory. He grabbed his bag and made his way out of the locker room, deciding it was best not to hear Balde's response to the comment. He wished they would focus on their football skills rather than trying to get girls. Gavi had been told multiple times that it might benefit him to get a girl. It's not like he was a blushing virgin - whenever he felt like he needed to be with someone, he went out with the rest of the squad. Pedri and Ferran would be surrounded immediately. They would then pick one of the girls at their feet and ask, "Have you met my friend Gavi?"

When he was at La Masia, it was harder - what woman wants to be brought back to a football academy dorm? But now that he was in the squad and on TV, women were all but crawling into the Uber with him. They came back to his place, begging for him, and he released any frustration he had. This didn't usually take long. Gavi wasn't looking to be a giver or a romantic. When he was finished, he got up, got dressed, handed the girl her clothes, and asking if she needed an Uber to get home. Was it harsh? Probably. The three girls he had done this to had all yelled at him, strings of profanity about his mother leaving their mouths as they walked out the door. But he didn't care. He was 18 and about to be one of the most famous footballers in the world. Like Pedri told him, "Girls will always be there. Focus on your career, and there will always be a line of women waiting to have your kids. Don't create extra stress for yourself."

Pedri executed this well. He was rarely seen out, and whenever he did go out, he could get a girl and be out of the club in a matter of 20 minutes. He was efficient. He didn't let his after hours activities seep into what he did on the field. Ferran was a different story. Some days, Gavi thought Ferran had only stuck with football because he couldn't become a male prostitute. He was always thinking about sex, talking about sex, or hypothesizing how to acquire sex. He was not efficient. He often tried to see how many girls he could take home with him at once. He always came in tired and sore, hangover causing him to move much slower than he should be. He was always making comments about the girls that sat close to the field in Camp Nou, going on about how he could have all of them at once if he wanted. Gavi usually tuned it out. But he couldn't when it came to you. He hated the way Ferran spoke about you. It made his stomach turn and blood boil. Focus on football.

As Gavi stepped into the hallway, he saw you struggling to carry your bag and a large stack of files. He leaned coolly against the wall, bag slung over one shoulder.

"Stealing all the medical records to sell them to the press?"

You looked up at him, arms shaking from the weight of everything in your hands.

"Selling them to Real Madrid. Ancelotti wants to know who has the biggest dick. Come carry these filed before I say yours is the smallest."

Gavi rolled his eyes and took the files from your hands, surprised by how heavy they actually were. He followed you to your car, thinking to himself, 'Does she actually have our dick lengths in our medical records? I don't remember getting mine measure. Is it self reported? No, it can't be everyone would lie.'

"Gavi. Where are you going? This is my car."

Gavi was taken out of his thoughts, realizing he walked too far. He jogged back to you, placing the files in the back of your car. He watched you bend over to arrange the files so they wouldn't slip onto the floor. Gavi found himself glancing at your ass as you leaned over, before swiftly looking away. He did not like you. He had a baseline of respect for you as a young successful professional. Nothing else. You were still sarcastic and loud and treated him like a child. He had no interest in your ass or any other part of you that couldn't help him get better at football.

"Do you need a ride home Gavi?"

"No I'm just waiting for Pedri. The guys were being too rowdy in the locker room and it was giving me a headache."

You closed your car door, sighing with the effort of making sure you didn't damage the files.

"Alright then. I'll see you next Monday." You said over your shoulder, moving to get into your car.

"Next Monday? Why not tomorrow? Where are you going to be for the rest of the week?"

"I have the week off to study for my field training assessment on Friday. If I pass with an 85% or higher, I can start helping the medical staff on the field when one of you gets injured in a game."

"Right. But if the exam is on Friday you should be here for Saturday training."

"I asked for Saturday off. I have a date."

Gavi's head shot up at the statement.

"A date?"

"Yeah. You know Martin? He asked me to go to Cala Bona beach with him. I never really use my vacation days so I thought it would be good. Besides, the team has a match on Thursday. Saturday training will be recovery. I don't need to be there."

Gavi looked at you with the same distressed face he always had.

"Don't you think it's a little desperate of you to take off work for a date?"

You looked up at him seething. He stood with his bag strapped over his shoulder, hands in his pockets, hood up to cover his wet hair. His eyes were stern and cold, the usual fire behind them having died down to leave frigid disgust. You would be lying if you said you didn't know about how the Barca men got rid of their sexual frustrations.

"Oh I'm sorry. Next time, Gavi, I'll be classy like you and have weekly sex in a club bathroom."

You didn't give him a chance to respond before you slammed your door and started your car, the sound of the engine drowning him out. His cheeks were burning with embarrassment. He hated when you did that - when you acted like he was a stupid kid. But in this case he was. You had refrained from getting into a long term relationship during your undergrad in the US because you knew you would be leaving, and you didn't want to drag someone across the world with you. But you were human, and humans love companionship. So you tried your best to find someone who you could love. Or rather, someone who could love you.

University had been difficult for you, and not only in the academic sense. In high school, you only really got close to one boy. His name was Ricardo. He walked in one day in the 9th grade wearing a Barca shirt, and you couldn't contain your excitement. You both got closer throughout your years at school, sharing a passion for medicine and sports. You even planned to go to the US together, so you could have a companion from home. Naturally, rumors swirled that the two of you were a couple, because friendship among teenagers doesn't exist.

In your final year of school, Ricardo confessed that he had been pining after you for the last year. You didn't know what to say. Your gut told you that you didn't like him, but everyone around you said otherwise. Everyone told you that the way he looked at you should make you feel special. That he had been so nice to you for so long that you basically owed it to him to return the feelings. So you went on a date with him (well, if you consider hanging out in his basement watching Netflix a date). Ricardo was not slick with his intentions. He had his arm around you, and pulled you in close within the first 10 minutes of the movie. At minute 30 he started kissing your neck. You tensed up. You had thought about being physical with Ricardo, but only because of all the times your other friends had talked about it. Halfway through the film, your clothes were off. Well, sort of. Your shirt was pushed up, bra pulled down to expose your chest (since he could not figure out the clasps. Both of you had your pants around your ankles.

"Ready baby?" "Yeah, I think so."

Your first time lasted 3 minutes. When he finished he laid on top of you. A tear rolled down your face. Ricardo looked at you, kissing you on the forehead.

"Hey, are you okay."

You nodded, but you didn't mean it. The realization was setting in that you had absolutely no romantic feelings for this boy. Ricardo got a girlfriends soon after, and you spoke to him sporadically before you moved to the US.

In college, you were fun. You were social, drawing people in with the mysterious exotic nature that came from being an international student. This, coupled with the fact that you were close to a lot of the athletes, meant that everyone wanted to get to know you. You got a lot of party invites. You spent almost every weekend at a bar or house or club. Tall gym bros were tripping over each other to serve you drinks. They were eager to grind up on you in a room full of sweaty undergrads, feeling the way your hips swayed to the beat of the Drake songs over the speakers. It always ended the same way. They whispered in your ear for you to go to the bathroom with them. You obliged. The feeling of the sink pressing against your ass was a familiar one. You drove boys crazy, kissing them like you were taking your last breath. You grabbed them by their belt loops, pulling them close into you. You would grab the backs of their necks, playing with the hair on their nape, and let out some (exaggerated) breaths when they kissed your neck. You always ended the encounter the same way. They would ask you, beg you to go back to their rooms, and you would always respond with, "I don't think you'd be able to handle it."

This got you a reputation around school. Some called you "The Pentagon", because it was impossible to penetrate you. Others called you "ice princess", because you could get men so hot and reject them so coldly at the same time. You became the ultimate challenge for every frat boy: who could get you to sleep with them. Men would treat you like a goddess - wine and dine you, buy you presents, confess that you were the woman of their dreams, all for the bragging rights of saying you gave it up to them. Having your emotions played with started to mess you up. You started to believe that no one really could fall in love with the "ice princess". But you weren't going to stop trying.

[Martin Zubimendi]: I can't wait to see you this weekend.

[Martin Zubimendi]: Send your address so I can come pick you up.

[Martin Zubimendi]: A pretty girl like you shouldn't have to drive by herself for an hour.

[Gavi]: Good luck on your exam Doctora

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A/N: Hey y'all, this part is a little shorter, but I wanted to give some background on the characters' mindsets before I start another eventful part of the story.

This part of the story is inspired by the story "7 minutes is never enough" on ao3. It is a Dabi x reader that sent shock waves through my system. So pls go support that author as well!

Thank you so much for all the love on this series. I really appreciate it more than I can say. Always love to hear feedback, so let me know under here or in my asks. Love you all. Will upload the next part when I can.

#pablo gavi x reader #gavi #pablo gavi imagine #gavi x reader #pablo gavi #pablo gavi slow burn #pablo martín páez gavira #gavi x you #footballer imagine

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skiptomy · 2 years ago

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Help a disabled trans person get back on their feet

Forcing myself to ask for help. It's really hard for me to do this cause I always feel like I've already asked way too much, but a few kind folks have suggested I do something like this, so I guess here goes nothing.

For more info about what's going on you can check out this post, but the tl;dr is that I'm flat fucking broke right now with no way to get extra income. A lot of my stuff is super old or super broken and at the point where I need replacements that I cannot afford.

So I guess here's a list of stuff, and general prices, though if anyone has better recommendations I'm super open. I'm limiting it to things I actively need rather than just things I want cause that obviously doesn't seem fair to ask folks for.

Bedding: at this point all my pillows are so old they are actively yellowing. My comforter is pretty stained and starting to tear up at the seams and whenever I come home from doing one of my dog sitting jobs I've noticed how much worse my allergies are. Fixing this will drastically help my lungs and sinuses, as well as help with joint support/comfort.

Allergy safe pillows: Usually between 8$-15$ x 2 at least, 4 preferred (joint support)

Cooling comforter: [link] 35$ plus shipping

Allergy safe mattress cover: Most I can find are between 30-50$

Cooling mattress pad: [link] 43$ plus shipping

Med support: This part is pretty self explanatory as to why I need them. But just in case you'd like to know; I have Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, fibromyalgia, chrons/ibs, asthma, pretty bad environmental allergies, as well as being recently diagnosed with ADHD/Autism. This leads to near constant pain, always constant fatigue, and just general bad vibes y'know? My body is essentially a poorly constructed ball joint doll that thinks it's funny to just sprinkle on the symptoms.

This one is just way easier to do as a wishlist, cause there's a LOT of things that could help and a lot of them are very expensive.

Work: I work as a digital artist, and the biggest thing I'm saving up for right now is a functioning PC, as my current computer continues to crash and is plagued with a whole lot of troubles and has never really had enough RAM to do what I need. Thanks to the incredible people in my life I have a little towards this already, as well as a big discount through one of my friend's jobs. The build that my tech buds and I worked out would suit my needs and keep me going for a good decade or so is about 1,400$. I've got 500$ towards it already that I refuse to touch for anything else (if it's not life threatening), and I'm trying my best to save up on the side, but bills and life keep making that very hard.

I've got Paypal, Venmo (just ask for QR), and Ko-fi.

I also do commissions but those are quite slow going right now because of all the aforementioned problems. But if you don't mind waiting a while (trying to catch up on older ones right now) you sure can put an order in.

If you are able to help, I cannot express how much that would mean to me. But I also completely understand if you can't. It's tough out there. Especially right now with everything going on. In any case, I wish you all the best, and thank you heartily for reading and sharing.

#compassion fatigue #tumblr help #community help

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oldimgurpics · 2 years ago

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The Future of oldimgurpics

Hello everyone. Activity has been kind of sporadic again—sorry about that, prior engagements and all. Posts will resume again in the near future, but there's something we need to talk about.

Over the last six months, this account has received a massive amount of new followers—well over triple what it had one year ago today. That's insane to me, especially when I consider the fact I've been running this blog for just north of six years now. I am grateful that you all share my niche interest in these nuggets of internet history I keep picking from the sieve, and would like to keep doing this for a good while longer; even if my inconsistent posting runs counter to that.

However, I may not be able to for much longer.

What's going on?

This was posted yesterday on imgur's blog. At first glance, this seems kind of dire, and while it is pretty bad, it's not as bad is may seem. Imgur has done this kind of thing before, and this has been evident to me for quite some time. When I generate new images, there are far more failed fetch requests than successful ones—often two failed requests for every one success—and when I started, this certainly was not the case. Not only that, but I'm sure some of you have spotted broken imgur links across the web before, especially on forums, especially on help forums. You know, the worst place for an image to be broken? Isn't that lovely? It's tinypic for a new generation.

The issue is not the fact that it's getting rid of pornography, nudity, and sexually explicit content—that would actually be a good thing if not solely for the amount of people's stray nudes that are floating around in the void that would no longer be waiting for someone to accidentally find. The problem is that there is no way to root through what is considered inappropriate content without collaterally annihilating huge swathes of unrelated, inoffensive content along with it unless you basically do what I've been doing, and I doubt imgur—or any company for that matter—would be willing to supply the manpower to do something like that.

Unfortunately, pretty much no matter what happens, we are probably going to lose a vast amount of internet history from this, and while the bulk of that is so far buried under imgur's content servers that most will never even see those images, I still think it's a bad move. Even beyond the fact that it may spell the end of this blog, I think it's garbage that companies can just piss away millions upon billions of images.

Regardless of how mundane and unimportant most of what's on those servers are, (barring the illegal and morally reprehensible stuff) I believe it all still deserves to exist. These images come together into a disgusting, muddy, misguided, tapestry made out of words, photographs, memories that were once woven together with times, places, and people. And while most of those threads have been long severed from each other, I still believe burning the whole thing is wrong. So much of it is a product of an online environment we will never see again.

What can you do about this?

Pretty much absolutely nothing. As much as I want to be like "flood their support! ask them to reverse their decision! find which dipshit exec made this decision and [REDACTED]!" I know for a fact that absolutely nobody at support has any power to do anything about this, and hardly any action can be taken to change the course they've already charted. That sounds incredibly pessimistic, but I'm not without reasons for being so.

Sure, we could raise concerns, and get it sent up the chain of command, but this is more than likely the same bullshit song and dance we see across every website: the parent company doesn't like all those icky images (the ones with the boobs and dicks, mind you. not the ones with bigotry, or gore, or other illicit subjects—to a corporation, these things have a possibility to generate revenue, so they're all fine), and wants them gone to appease the advertising overlords who want to scrub every blemish, imperfection, and deviation from every corner of online to make the internet as sterile and banal as inhumanly possible. Perhaps all of that is pure, bitter conjecture; but be honest: would you be surprised?

Many people (rightfully) make a big deal about sites like photobucket, tinypic, and imageshack all being huge image hosts of the late aughts who basically dumped all their servers without much notice at all, and how that broke so much of the old internet. And while that was devastating, I assure you that if imgur manages to mangle this (and I'm sure they will, like any big web company tends to) this will be much worse than all three of those sites shitting the bed combined.

Imgur has been the biggest image host for over a decade now, and considering the increase in net activity that correlates to their popularity growth, there's an enormous amount of content that's going to break/becoming missing as a result of this. There are countless reddit posts that depend on imgur hosting. There are countless forum posts that will be illegible as a result of this. Hopefully this will be nowhere near the catastrophic degree I'm prognosticating, but I've been online for two decades, seen this kind of thing happen time and time again, and it's always worse than it was the last time.

You are free to do what you will about it. I won't push one way or the other. It just sucks, folks! But that brings me to:

What am I going to do about this?

Well, since the future of the blog is so uncertain, I'm going to start planning around the possibility that I may not be able to generate images for much longer, so there will be a few changes.

I already try to save all the images on this blog to my hard drive locally. Every time you save an image on imgur, the default image name is the URL it comes from, so I'll still have tentative proof that what I post is an imgur pic even if the URL 404s. I'm going to start saving a lot more now, though.

Queued posting will slow down from 4 times a day to just one. I know that's quite a bit lower than my previous output (if you don't look at averages lol), but this will ensure the blog keeps going for a while, even if the worst comes to pass and I'm unable to generate anything else for this blog.

Hope I'm making a bigger deal over this than I need to be. There's a chance I've typed all this out, and in six months time it will have absolutely no effect on how this blog functions. A year from now, many posts may not actually break the way I expect them to. I would love it if all my concerns were over nothing—sometimes, being wrong kind of owns, and this would definitely be one of those cases, but I won't take chances. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.

Either way, thank you for reading, and please don't be afraid to shoot an ask my way.

#long post #imgur

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the-mad-starker · 2 years ago

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Starker Smut: Be Mine

Inspired by this post from @anonoite 💗💗 The first one I got was kitty!Tony x kitty!Peter. So here I am coming in with kitty starker Valentine's Day 😌

Can you believe this cute lil thing spawned a 5k fic? I can't 😂 I meant for this to be so much shorter. I wanted to finish it for Valentine's Day but better late than never?

Summary: It's Valentine's Day but Peter knows Tony's keeping a secret from him. His alpha makes sure to correct that mistake.

WC: 5681

(AO3 Link)

Notes: Alpha/Omega, feline omegaverse, Barbed Penis (kind of), Intersex Omegas, Omega Peter Parker, Alpha Tony Stark, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Dirty Talk, Implied Mpreg, Cat/Human Hybrids, Mating jewelry, Light Angst, Marriage Proposal, Creampie, (some) pain kink, mirror sex, multiple orgasms

Note 2: although I have tagged barbed penis, it's not exactly penis spines cause I didn't wanna... Shred poor Peter 😂 so it's still spines but blunted. So no bleeding 😅

Terminology: toms refer to male cats and queens refer to female cats, but in this situation, tom=alpha, queen=omega

Mating Jewelry inspo cause I doubt I did a great job describing:

💗💗💗

Tony's been secretive lately.

The thought plagues Peter's mind throughout the morning class. His ears, usually perked up and attentive, lie flat against his curly hair and his tail barely twitches.

It's February 14th. Valentine's Day.

The tom wouldn't be so cruel as to break up with Peter on Valentine's Day, would he?

Peter doesn't think Tony would do that to him but it doesn't bring him any comfort. What if Tony wants to give him one last hurrah, wine and dine Peter, then let him down easy the next day?

The feline buries his head in his arms even more because somehow that thought seems even worse than being broken up with on Valentine's Day.

A nudge to his side has Peter peeking out of his makeshift hiding spot. Ned's concerned face greets him.

"It's time to go," Ned tugs him out of his seat but Peter drags his feet even knowing Happy's waiting for him.

"I'd thought you'd be excited to see your alpha," Ned muses, his own ears flopping as they walk.

"He's gonna break up with me, Ned," Peter says as though it's inevitable. His tail curls around his waist as Ned tugs him along.

"What?" His best friend sounds appropriately offended. "No way, dude! You guys are like… perfect together."

"Yeah? What makes you think that?" Peter turns to look at his friend. He's latching onto any bit of hope because he really really likes Tony. Maybe even… loves him...

Ned pauses as though not expecting the question.

"You're both felines?" Ned says as though that simple fact is enough.

Peter groans and bumps against the beta.

"That doesn't mean we're perfect together…" Peter says. He wishes it was that simple. "Maybe he found another queen, a prettier one, with– I dunno, a fluffier tail? …I'm just me, after all. I'm just… Peter. Boring, nerdy Peter."

"Hey, don't talk about my best friend like that," Ned pokes him. "And there's no better omega or uh, queen, than you, Peter."

The way Ned fumbles with the terminology breaks him out of his gloomy thoughts.

"You can just call me an omega, I know the terminology is a bit weird to get used to," Peter tries to smile at Ned. He's grateful that Ned tries so hard. He's such a good friend.

"I'll get used to it," Ned shrugs. "Omega, queen. Alpha, tom. It's the same thing, just… a tiny bit different."

"Well, we call each other omega and alpha too," Peter points out. "So it's fine if you use those terms."

"If I can get used to it in my head, it'll be better," Ned says, determined. "And hey, don't change the subject. Why do you think Tony's planning to break up?"

The omega falls silent gathering his thoughts.

"I dunno, it's just… a feeling. Like he's hiding something from me," Peter says, ears once again hanging flat. "He hasn't been texting or calling as much. And he's been busy a lot…"

Ned takes it all in. He doesn't call Peter crazy or paranoid, which Peter appreciates.

"Peter. He's a genius billionaire that's CEO of his own company," Ned reminds him gently.

"Genius, billionaire, ex-playboy, philanthropist," Peter feels the need to correct him, his lips quirking up into a half smile.

Ned rolls his eyes but concedes.

"Right. That. That's a lot of stuff to be handling," Ned nudges him.

"Yeah," Peter sighs. "I know… I just… wish I didn't feel like he was hiding something from me."

"So… ask him," Ned suggests. "What's the worst that can happen?"

And just on cue, they arrive at the parking garage where Happy is patiently waiting.

Normally, Peter feels so excited, so giddy, when he sees Happy because that means Tony's waiting for him at the end of the ride. But here, he can't help feeling a tiny bit of trepidation.

He waves Ned goodbye and resolves to get the answer out of his alpha.

What's the worst that can happen, after all? Maybe just a little heartbreak that'll tear Peter's whole world apart.

Yep. Nothing to it.

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Tony's plans for Valentine's Day have Peter wanting to melt into a pile of goo.

The plan goes as follows:

Happy taking Peter to get tailor fit for a suit

A romantic brunch in Manhattan, set on one of the rooftops overlooking the city.

Spending the rest of the night with his alpha at the penthouse, just the two of them.

The custom made suit has Peter feeling so pampered and spoiled. He always feels so self-conscious when he's on Tony's arm, more than aware of the difference in their social standing. But like this, clad in form-fitting trousers and a waistcoat that accentuates his slim waist, he looks like a model ready for a photo shoot.

The way Tony's eyes light up in genuine pleasure, his eyes inspecting Peter from head to toe and finding the omega more than perfect… The kit glows with pleasure and feels confident enough to step up to Tony.

Tony's ears and tail are as dark as his hair, all sleek fur. Peter's, on the other hand, is a sable brown but what really catches the eye is the texture. Fluffy and curly, every single move has them bouncing.

When Peter steps up to his side, the tom's tail sways forward and effortlessly catches Peter's.

"You look lovely, kitten," Tony all but purrs, snagging him by the waist and dropping a sweet kiss on his lips.

Peter melts in his arms, his tail twining possessively around Tony's.

"It's the suit," Peter blushes.

"Even if you were wearing a t-shirt and sweats, you'd still look lovely," Tony continues with the charm and maybe Peter would've laughed and called him a sap but today was different.

The insecurity is still in the back of his mind so he eats up the compliment and all but purrs when Tony strokes one of his ears with affection.

"You look good too, alpha," Peter says sincerely.

Tony must hear it often enough but Peter's sweet words have the alpha purring in happiness.

Their luncheon is amazing. No matter how often Tony spoils him, the omega still isn't used to this type of lavish lifestyle. The tastiest of dishes are placed before him, the meat practically melting in his mouth while flavor bursts on his tongue.

The view of the city is breathtaking too. The company makes it all even better but when Peter turns to face the tom, he can't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

What if this doesn't last?

Tony continues to distract him though, talking about mutual projects and his general day. Peter gets the full brunt of Tony's attention and he eagerly soaks it up like a parched flower tasting rain.

When they're tucked away in the car, bellies full and hands entwined, Tony mentions, "You're a bit quiet today, kitten. Anything wrong?"

Peter means to shake his head. He's decided during lunch that he doesn't want to ruin things and doesn't want to disrupt the romantic plan Tony laid out for them. If he has to be in denial, then let him be in denial.

He leans his head against Tony's chest and the alpha's arm winds around him, tucking him close to his chest. Tony's heartbeat thumps against his ear, steady and reassuring.

It all feels so perfect and Peter breathes in the scent of his alpha and home. He can't imagine being with anyone else but Tony.

"Don't break up with me," Peter can't help but murmur softly. He doesn't realize he's said it out loud until the alpha he's leaning on suddenly stiffens.

"What?" Tony sounds so confused and that's when it registers.

Peter sits up, eyes wide. When his tail tries to untangle itself from Tony's, Tony continues to hold on.

"What do you mean, break up?" Tony looks so adorably confused that Peter has to bite down on his lip to stop from repeating his words.

"Peter, sweetheart, kitten–" Tony takes his hands and squeezes gently. "Why do you think I'd want to break up with you?"

A minute shiver has Peter's body shuddering. Tony's words ignite hope in his heart. Hopefully, he hasn't ruined everything with his insecurities.

"I thought you got bored of me," Peter confesses, "You kinda… weren't as into our conversations the past week and… I know you're busy so I didn't want to bother you but it made me feel like… yeah…"

Tony's mouth drops open in a Gobsmacked expression and he seizes Peter in a hard hug.

"Silly kit," Tony says and the feeling of his hand sliding through Peter's hair and rubbing against the velvety soft fur of his ear is so soothing, so right.

"Happy," Tony calls out to their driver and Peter jerks, embarrassed that he forgot Happy was an unintentional audience in this. "I think it's time. Change of course, take us to the secret spot."

"Tony…?" Peter asks, unsure.

The alpha kisses his forehead and only holds him tighter.

"Shh, sweetheart, this will explain everything."

And because Peter trusts Tony, loves Tony… the omega closes his eyes and just breathes in the soothing scent of his boyfriend as Happy changes course.

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The place Happy takes them to isn't familiar to Peter but that isn't unusual. The stores here scream luxury so it isn't a neighborhood that Peter would have reason to frequent.

The name of the boutique is a simple word, Promises, and when Tony leads him to the entrance, the door is opened by a peacock. Or– Well, Peter assumes it's a peacock man since the employee has a distinctive crest of blue feathers swaying above his hair.

"Mr. Stark," the man doesn't seem surprised to see him or Peter. "This way, please."

They're led inside and it's a spacious area with a few mannequins lined against the walls. The lights in the store are specifically placed to shine on the mannequins and there are strands hung on the bodies where bright sparks of light are reflected back.

Peter wants to get a closer look, attracted by the light, but Tony's hand in his has him tugging the younger man to his side.

A teasing pinch to his ear has Peter flicking it instinctively.

"C'mon, kitten," Tony says, "You'll see for yourself why we're here."

Peter still wants to peek but he's also excited to learn more. They rejoin the employee, following behind a train of brilliant green feathers.

They're shown into a room. A dressing… room? Fitting room? It's the fanciest dressing room Peter's ever been in. Definitely the most spacious.

In the corner, a large section is curtained off from the rest of the room with thick light blue curtains. In the center, there's a small platform that's surrounded by mirrors so that the person standing in the center could see every angle.

There are bouquets of red roses on corner tables. And there's a small white couch against the wall for the comfort of waiting partners.

Suddenly, Peter knows exactly what Tony's been so busy with.

"Tony, this…" Peter trails off, helpless, and even more helpless when Tony leads him to the curtained off area.

The curtains are retracted to reveal a single mannequin, very similar to Peter's size. Peter wouldn't be surprised if it is his exact measurements.

The mannequin is decorated in fine strands of gold. Just like the front of the store, the light here is specifically positioned to showcase the jewelry. And that's what it is… Jewelry. Peter hadn't been able to see clearly when they were brought in, but he realizes now that it could've only been jewelry.

"Tony…" Peter breathes out as he approaches the mannequin. He lifts a hand and hesitates as though touching them would make them disappear.

Tony approaches with him and when Peter hesitates, the alpha calmly presses his hand down on the thin strands that make up the chest piece.

"It's yours," Tony tells him softly. "I've been coming here to check the progress. Make sure everything was perfect, the diamonds, the rubies, the arrangement… It had to be perfect for my future mate."

The courting gift is beautiful. It's made up of delicate gold strands that make up a chest harness. It starts at the neck where a beautiful collar sits. From the collar, two strands of gold gently trail downward and wrap around to the back. Connected from these chains, two more meet in the middle where there are rubies. The first chain would sit right where his collarbone would meet and the next chain would be between his pecs.

From the last chain, three gold strands are attached. The center dangles just short enough to rest above his belly button while the other two are long enough to wrap around his waist.

And separate from the chest piece, two more delicate strands of gold circle around the waist, crossing in an X at the front.

Peter knows it must've cost Tony a fortune, one that the omega probably can't even fathom.

"Alpha…" Peter murmurs when he turns to Tony. The tom's tail is flicking nervously and his ears are pushed forward eagerly.

"Peter… I hope you know now how serious I am about you," Tony tells him. When he steps closer and pulls Peter into his arms, he leans down and rubs their noses together.

Peter can't help the soft rumble that comes from his chest. His grip on Tony's arms tightens and he leans into him.

"Kitten… Peter… Peter Parker…" Tony murmurs. "Will you be mine? My mate? My queen?"

Even though Peter expects the question, it still makes his heart jump. He gives a brilliant smile, his fluffy curls bounce when he leans up and kisses his alpha.

"Yes, yes–" Peter says between kisses and smiles and a heart full of joy. "Alpha, my alpha. I want to be yours, wanna be your mate, your queen, only yours…!"

Tony returns the kisses. Peter can feel the press of his alpha fangs against his lips, their kisses are so full of passion.

When Peter pulls away breathless and giddy with happiness, he can't help but look back at the courting gift. An engagement set, he now realizes.

"Wanna try it on?" Tony's voice, low and suggestive, almost makes him jump.

Peter's face blushes pink. A lot of the jewelry is meant to show off Tony's claim on him. The collar, specifically, is the traditional piece and often, it tends to be the only piece necessary for a mating. Tony, of course, is going for a full set.

The jewelry is meant to show off Tony's adoration for him, but it's also a quiet declaration to Peter himself of Tony's love. The collar is meant to be shown off but the other pieces, the ones that Peter can wear under his clothes or hide away, those are just for him.

The chest harness and the pieces that hug his waist are only for him and Tony.

Peter wants to try it on and he wants to show his alpha just how well he knows him and his body.

"Yes," Peter answers, turning and nuzzling Tony's neck. "Will you put it on me?"

"Of course, sweetheart," Tony murmurs with a crinkling of his eyes, "I'm at your service."

It's not the first time Tony has seen him naked. They're way beyond that and are intimate with each other's bodies. Tony has kissed freckles and moles on Peter's back that the omega hadn't even been aware were there.

It's safe to say that Tony knows Peter's body more intimately than even he does himself.

So when Tony starts to remove the expensive suit he bought for Peter, the omega lets him until he's completely bare. He's more than a little hard, more than a little slick, and Tony can smell it on him.

Tony's eyes when they look at him are all dark pupils and full of hunger. But the anticipation makes it all the more worth it and Tony turns away, though he has to adjust himself too.

Peter hums teasingly, rocking on his heels and waiting eagerly.

The first piece that Tony places on him is the collar. It goes around his neck, neither too loose nor too snug. When Tony secures the clasp on the back, he brushes over the gold with reverent fingers when it settles into place.

Then a necklace is put on him. Peter hadn't even realized that it's a separate piece, it matches the set so well. The sparkle of a ruby settles right in the hollow of his throat like it belongs there.

The chest harness is next and it attaches to the collar seamlessly. Peter likes that he can wear them separately or together. When Tony goes to secure the harness, Peter obediently lifts his arms so Tony can reach the back.

Just as he expected, a line of gold dangles from the harness and barely reaches his belly. The ruby is just as red, just as beautiful as the one on his throat.

Tony's hands linger on Peter's hips when he places the last piece but the alpha behaves himself. Peter almost wishes he didn't.

Once that's secure, Tony steps back and lets his eyes linger in appreciation.

"How's it look, alpha?" Peter asks shyly.

The piece had looked stunning on the mannequin and even though he knows this is custom made for him, he wonders if the jewelry is too fine, too delicate, to look right on him.

"Come," Tony beckons him, taking his hand and leading him back to the center of the room.

Peter feels self-conscious walking around naked but Tony has always been a possessive alpha and has always taken Peter's safety into consideration. He knows he can trust the tom to keep his privacy safe if only because Tony would ruin anyone who even glances at him.

The alpha helps Peter up onto the platform. He stands behind the omega as Peter takes in the sight of his body covered in Tony's claim and he looks…

Handsome. Stunning.

The alpha looks at him in the mirror, eyes dark, his tail curled possessively around Peter's waist. Standing in front of the alpha, Peter feels so small and covered in gold, he feels just as delicate.

He feels adored and loved.

Tony's hands roam over his body, feather-light, as he teaches the strands of gold.

"Do you like it?" the tom needlessly asks.

Peter catches Tony's hand as he settles over his belly, large enough that his palm nearly covers the width of him.

"I love it, alpha," Peter says honestly. He turns towards Tony, smiling brightly.

The alpha is satisfied and he nods before smiling mischievously.

"Good, although…" Tony turns and steps away, confusing the poor omega. He takes a step to follow but then waits patiently when Tony goes to the door.

Something is handed off to him from the other side but Tony makes sure that Peter is still safely ensconced inside, hidden away from any curious eyes.

The box he returns with is longer than it is wide, easily the length of his forearm. When he opens it, Peter's brows raise in surprise.

There's another piece in there and it matches the set Peter is wearing.

"Alpha?" He says curiously.

Tony knees in front of him and looks up with sparkling eyes.

"Did you really think this was all I had for you?" Tony teases gently before he leans forward, takes Peter's hand, and kisses his knuckles. "No, kitten mine, what you have on now… is just the start."

He takes the new jewelry out and holds it up for Peter's inspection. It's just one piece and compared to the chest harness, the direction of the gold is going the opposite way. Instead of falling in a V, the chains here go from a point and lead downwards.

Peter isn't sure where it's supposed to go until Tony gently takes a hold of the back of his knee and urges him to lift his foot. When he does, Tony carefully helps him balance so that Peter lightly places his elevated foot on Tony's bent knee.

The new piece of jewelry is secured around his thigh like a garter belt and Peter shivers at the feeling of Tony's hands on him.

"There we go…" Tony murmurs, pleased. His fingers stroke the sensitive skin on his inner thigh.

"Alpha… what did you mean by this being the start…?" Peter has to ask, otherwise, he'd lose himself to the feeling of Tony's hands. Something embarrassing would truly happen then, like Peter whimpering.

Tony continues to stroke his inner thigh with a loving caress and then he leans forward and places a kiss there.

Peter shudders and his entire body feels like it's being lit up from the inside when his alpha's warm breath brushes against his skin.

"My mate, my queen," Tony calls him, "The set you have now is not complete yet. I'll spend the entire first year of our mating adding to this one and when it's complete, I'll do it again and again…"

Peter's breath catches in his throat. It sounds like so much but it's also so very Tony. He can't deny that it makes Peter feel so very… very spoiled.

You don't have to… He wants to say but he knows Tony wouldn't do something unless it was something he wanted. So the only thing Peter can do is run his fingers through Tony's dark hair, rubbing his dark ears and purring contentedly.

"Alpha…" Peter licks his dry lips. Tony being so close, his alpha scent free and unfiltered, is doing such things to Peter.

He knows his alpha is doing it on purpose and Peter is more than willing to follow his lead.

"Alpha…" Peter murmurs again when those gentle hands start to press deeper into his skin and Tony's purrs against his inner thigh. His face turns to where the omega is hard, his cocklet aching for attention.

"I'm glad you like my gift," Tony says, purring as he nuzzles the hardening cocklet. "Let me show you how appreciative I am that you're accepting."

He sets Peter's foot down, allowing him to better balance for what he's planning next.

"Shouldn't I be thanking you, alpha…?" Peter gasps out when Tony takes his cocklet into his mouth.

The alpha's mouth is hot and his tongue is soft and wet against Peter's cock. The omega, so sensitive already, grips the tom's hair, trapping strands of it in his fist. He needs it, something to hold onto, as Tony sucks on his cocklet, the small thing fitting so easily in his mouth.

For such a small thing, it's so very sensitive and Tony knows it. He sucks gently, swirling his tongue around the top and tracing the underside of Peter's cock with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh… Oh…" Peter moans, squeezing his eyes shut when Tony's fingers creep up his thighs and start to tease his pussy.

He's wet, dripping with slick. His insides part easily for the alpha's questing fingers but once they're inside, they clamp down, desperate for something bigger.

"Alpha… Tony…" Peter begs, muscles clenching tight as the fingers dig deeper, pumping into him with purpose. "I want…"

Slick wet noises come from between his legs and his ears grow hot with the filthy sound of it. Tony's mouth on him, his devious tongue playing with his cocklet… Tony's fingers fucking his wet pussy…

Tony knows him so well… His alpha…

"M gonna… Alpha, please… I can't…" Peter wants to protest, wants to be fucked before he comes but Tony continues to suck and finger him even when Peter grabs onto his ears and tries to wrench him away.

"Mm…! Ah-alpha…" Peter is helpless as he comes into the alpha's mouth. His tail lashes out, spasming as his insides clamp down on Tony's fingers and he floods the warm mouth he's in.

Wetness gushes from between Tony's fingers and the alpha hums and swallows.

"Alpha…" Peter complains when it gets to be too much. His legs feel like jelly and he melts into the alpha's lap, slick staining Tony's pants but neither care.

He purposely rubs against the alpha's cock, almost desperate despite just having an orgasm.

The orgasm sates him for two seconds because his body takes note and demands more. He hasn't been mated, hasn't gotten fucked and he needs more than a suck and a fuck for his omega body to be satisfied.

So he writhes in the alpha's lap, a desperate needy thing that only wants one thing.

"Let me thank you, alpha," Peter begs him, kissing Tony's lips and tasting his own seed in the alpha's mouth. It only makes his body burn hotter, his insides feeling achingly empty.

"Alright, kitten, I'm not gonna say no to that," Tony says against his lips. And yet, he seems reluctant to part from Peter's mouth, licking and nipping at his lips.

Peter gets handsy and not only does he rub against Tony's erection with his ass, but he also reaches down and fondles what he finds. Tony's cock strains against his pants, large and demanding and so so hard…

Tony hisses at the direct touch and that does it.

"Turn around, kitten," Tony growls against his mouth. "Let me see that pretty pussy."

Peter shudders and obeys immediately, going on his knees and lifting his tail to the side so he's exposed and vulnerable to his mate.

"So perfect…" he hears Tony murmur behind him.

A touch to the base of his tail has him lifting his ass higher and pushing into Tony's touch. When Peter lifts his gaze, he sees their bodies in the mirror and it shocks him.

The jewelry is still glimmering brilliantly in the light but they look even prettier against the flushed pink of his skin. His face is particularly red, even more so when he sees his alpha positioning himself behind him.

Large and intimidating, the alpha is staring intently at the place between Peter's legs. It makes Peter squeeze his thighs together before he forces them to relax.

"Alpha… C'mon, alpha… Take it… take what's yours…" Peter says, tail waving in an almost hypnotizing gesture.

"God, you're such a temptress…" Tony groans before he rushes to pull his cock out.

Peter licks his lips when he sees it reflected in the mirror. Tony's alpha cock, thick and ready. He jerks when he feels the heat of it slap on his ass but a harsh grip on his hip keeps him in position.

"Here you go, kitten… You need it so bad, don't you?" Tony says as he positions the head of his cock at Peter's dripping pussy. The tip teases the omega's hungry hole and he shifts on his knees just to feel the alpha's cockhead nudging in.

"Please, please…" Peter whines when he can't get it inside by himself.

"Shh, I have you, kitten… Gonna give it to you…" Tony doesn't make him wait any longer and pushes inside.

Just the girth of his alpha's cock makes the breath in his lungs rush out when it pushes inside. The length, though, it feels as though Peter's split apart every time. It's only practice and familiarity that has Peter taking the impressive cock in its entirety.

Even then, that first thrust doesn't let Tony sink all the way. It's still enough for Peter to buck against his hold, hips wanting to simultaneously pull away and push back.

Tony groans, loud and clear, and pulls out only to fuck back in. Peter gasps, scrambling for purchase when the tom starts to fuck him hard, trying to inch his entire cock into the tight, wet space of the omega's body.

Peter's eyes threaten to roll to the back of his head as Tony works his cock in.

"Mmph! Mmm alpha…!" Peter cries out, pleasure making his body eager and primed for the rough fucking their kind enjoys.

Tony's cock works him open but he's still so big, so large inside him… Peter's insides are going to ache for days and it's what he wants… That type of pain that has the feline omega arching his back, begging to be mated and bred.

He could never have this with anyone else. It is only ever Tony for him, his tom, his alpha…

The pain of being fucked harshly transmutes into a type of pleasure that has Peter crying out and only begging for more.

"Alpha–" Peter cries out, "Mm, it hurts… hurts…"

Tony's hips never stop working. By now, his cock has sunk all the way in, plowing into Peter's insides over and over again.

"Yeah?" Tony pants, breathless, and then he folds his body over Peter's, covering him completely. His teeth nip at his mating mark and Peter feels like he's going to fall apart. "Hurts good, doesn't it, kitten? This is what you wanted. When you waved that pretty tail at me… Bent over and gave me access to that pretty pussy of yours…"

Another thrust, this time shorter but no less impactful.

"Mm!" Peter moans, his head tilting to give Tony better access to his neck. "Yes, alpha… yes… hurts so good… alpha's cock… splitting me open…"

"Mm…" Tony groans. He sets his teeth against Peter's sweat damp skin, teeth encountering gold and pressing in against skin despite that. "Don't want me to stop, do you, kitten? Want me to go all the way? Let my barbs out and make you pregnant…?"

Pregnant…

"Oh!" Peter gasps out, his mind going haywire with it. Tony's cock… Tony's come, Tony's barbs… The one thing that would scare the shit out of other omegas that weren't of their kind but Peter is exactly like Tony.

He was made for this. He would only ever get pregnant from a feline alpha like Tony. His body would only ever recognize an alpha of his kind and his heart would only ever recognize Tony.

"Yes, alpha, my alpha… give it to me…" Peter grows desperate, pushing back against the alpha's thrust, now hungry to be filled. "Make me pregnant… Fill me up… Do it, do it–!"

A hand clamps down on his nape and just like that, Peter's body goes soft and pliant.

"Alpha…" Peter whimpers as Tony takes full control. The hold has him incapable of moving but it's necessary for what's next.

Felines mating… It's rough on the omega and Tony needs to take complete control.

With a few more thrusts, Peter's body sways like that of a rag doll as his alpha takes his pleasure. He's happy to do it, happy to please his alpha.

His mind starts to float, pleasure and pain signals mixing in his head until there's only pleasure.

He knows the moment Tony gets close. The alpha's thrusting becomes rougher, almost jarring. The clapping of his hips against Peter's ass is especially harsh, sounding loud in the fitting room.

"Alpha…" Peter mewls and Tony hauls him onto his knees, replacing his hand with his teeth so that the omega remains pliant for him.

He catches a glimpse of them in the mirror, Peter's flushed body held captive in his alpha's arms. A feral glint gleams in his alpha's eyes and he stares at Peter and meets his gaze in the mirror. Between his spread thighs, the alpha's hard cock is seen in flashes of slick wet flesh, his heavy balls pulled tight and ready to deliver a thick virile load.

Tony's teeth in his flesh only add to the pleasure. Tony's rough calloused hand stroking his dripping cocklet… His thick cock fucking in and out of Peter's pussy…

He fucks another orgasm out of Peter and the omega is gone. The pleasure is even more overwhelming, the heightened pain turned pleasure has him clutching onto his alpha's forearm.

Tony's cock sinks in all the way and in the midst of Peter losing his mind, the barbs on his cock raise up, the blunted tips scraping and rubbing.

Peter screams, he yowls when he feels his alpha's cock grow and rub against his already tight insides. His eyes roll to the back of his head as the alpha's cock jerks inside him, pulses erratically, and fills his aching insides with come. The barbs feel even more prominent with Peter's pussy squeezing down like a vice and the omega moans in oversensitivity. The blunted tips rub him just like he needs and his entire body shudders in recognition, his demanding instincts finally quieting down at the feel of a feline male's cock breeding him.

Tony doesn't release him until he's done and so Peter takes it with soft whimpers and whines. He's being bred and his feline body knows it, his stomach cramping as more and more come is spilled into his overflowing pussy. Even when he feels like there can't possibly be more space, his pussy still shamelessly wants more, clamping down on Tony's cock and milking it for more.

When Tony's finally done with him, he lowers Peter gently onto the floor.

As always, their mating takes a toll on the poor omega and Peter looks at his alpha with hooded eyes, barely able to keep his eyes open. Tony settles between his legs, his tail flickering contentedly behind him. The satisfied smile he gives Peter spells trouble but the omega barely twitches when Tony puts a hand on his knee.

He does, however, whine, when Tony places his knee over his shoulder and lifts his hips.

"Alpha… can't…" Peter whines but he doesn't try to stop the alpha when Tony sets his mouth to his pussy. He only squeezes the alpha's head between his thighs and resolves to the fact that he'll most likely be fucked into unconsciousness tonight.

"Shh," Tony murmurs then laps at his pussy, licking away a mix of come and slick. "Let me clean my mate…"

So Peter just lays back and lets his mate clean up the mess, a purr sounding from his throat and Tony working him up to another release.

#starker #madstarker writes #nff #omegaverse #lmao please heed the tags #hybrids #feel like I gotta apologize to anonoite #i wrote such filth cause of a cute doodle 😂😂#FINALLLLLY DONE #ahhh been trying to finish since vday

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nutmeg-mayonnaise · 2 years ago

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I love your AU and I want more so I was wondering if you had fanfiction to pair with it? I’d love a link!

Hello @lettis ! Thank you so much! I'm so glad you like the AU! That makes me so happy!

I recently finished the first draft of a novel-length (about 90k words) fanfiction that takes place shortly after "Turnabout Time Traveler" from "Ace Attorney: Spirit of Justice" through to when Edgeworth adopts Gregory Wright. It basically showcases how Maya, Phoenix, and Edgeworth got from their roles and relationships in the games' canon to building a family together.

This AU means a lot to me so I'm putting in a little extra time and effort into edits and potential rewrites. Therefore, I'm not entirely sure when I'll post it--but I promise if you follow this blog, you wouldn't miss it when I do!

Here's a teaser. :) The fanfic is written from Phoenix's perspective, so keep that in mind!

“The Elders… They want me to get married soon,” Maya said over the phone. My eyes widened and I leaned forward. “Married?” I echoed. “Why?” “As the head of the Fey Clan, it’s my responsibility to… well… continue the Fey bloodline…” she explained. My shoulders slumped. “You remember how mediums inherit their spiritual powers… right?” “Y-yeah, that only the women can inherit it, right?” I said. The thought of from where they had to inherit it sunk in. My face felt tight. “Yeah, and we inherit it from our mothers,” she added. “Me and Pearly… we’re the only ones left, now.” She paused. “Hmm. It’s funny. It had always been in the back of my mind, but it always seemed like something I wouldn’t have to worry about until I got older.” She paused again. “I guess… I’m older now.” Those words hit me like a punch to the gut. I didn’t know what to say. I could only think of one thing. “I… I’m sorry.” Maya hummed a sigh. “It’s fine, Nick. I mean, I’m up to it—I knew I had to do this ever since Mia left to pursue law.” She made a soft, almost carefree chuckle. “To tell you the truth, I’m glad I opened up to you about this. Now I have another person besides Pearly to complain to!” I laughed nervously. “Complain away,” I said. “You have my ears.” I shook my head. A part of me didn’t want to hear about Maya’s new-to-me love life, but as her best friend, it was the escape I knew she wanted—maybe even needed. Maya deserved someone who would be a loving husband to her and her children… but something Maya told me a long time ago began to haunt me. The culture in Kurain Village revolves around its women, and that matriarchy doesn't often sit well with men, especially if they are outsiders. This, more often than not, caused unhappy marriages and broken families. Pearls was one of the victims of an unhappy marriage. Her father left her. Pearls’ half-sisters also suffered. Their father dumped one at a temple, and the other… I shook my head. I sucked air through my nose and hoped whoever was listening that the same wouldn’t happen to Maya or her kids. Maya’s kids… That was too weird to even think about.

Thanks for the ask!

#Meg Text #Gregory Wright AU #ace attorney fanfic #ace attorney fanfiction #ace attorney #phoenix wright #maya fey

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foxtricksterwriting · 2 years ago

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Lani Clatcher

Author's Note: this is 1 of 3 mcs, I'll link the others when they're posted. While making this I wanted to think of like, what genre their band would be considered but like.... I'm terrible at figuring out genres for music😓

Credits: This is a mc for the interactive fiction game-thingy Infamous. Find it here @infamous-if

Preferred Name: Lani Clatcher

Alias: Ivy ("I know it's not original! Shut it!")

Gender + Pronouns: Agender/Nonbinary + they/them and ve/vir

Singing/Voice claim, if any: Andrew Volpe from Ludo is a really close singing voice. Specifically in the album You're Awful, I Love You. I don't have a speaking voice for them unfortunately.

Age: 26

More About Vir; Lani is often described as overwhelming to strangers. They don't tone any part of their personality down, ever. Vir loud, outgoing and loves meeting new people; textbook extrovert. They'll be the first to greet someone walking into a room and try to make someone comfortable. Ve talks fast and only gets faster when ve gets excited... which is often. They often accidentally volunteer their friends for things they definitely didn't sign up for. Ve realizes it quickly and will either backtrack it or take over for whoever they volunteered.

Ve has a habit of not thinking before doing something and often gets in some kind of trouble because of it. Ve's surprisingly a bit of a pushover; they're overly willing to help out and is very willing to do something for someone if they're lead to believe the person can't do it for whatever reason.

Ve's gained a love of nature from Yijun, but it's evolved into a love of travel. Ve wants to travel everywhere they can and honestly fears settling down someday. They collect little souvenirs from every place they go, but they're a little weird; a pinecone from a forest in Y City, a broken thing they found in Z City. And shiny things. Vir kind of like a crow. Sometimes they'll use the random knick-knacks they've collected to make necklaces and bracelets.

Lani has a certain chaotic energy. Everything ve does has at least a hint of this and it almost makes up their foundation. And ve embraces this chaos. Ve loves fast paced things and get very fidgety when they have to slow down. That's not to say that they won't; ve tries to go slow for vir friends and loved ones. It doesn't always work out, but ve'll try vir damnedest so they aren't alone.

Fun Facts:

Their Pinterest here.

Like I said in Yiijun's post, vir band is called The Cult of Dionysus. Ve calls vir fans Dionysians.

Ve has a habit of accidentally talking over people. ("HEY GUYS DID I TELL-- Oh wait fuck, shit, no keep saying whatever you were saying, I'm sorry!!")

HATES silence. If it gets too quiet they'll tap their foot loudly, hum a song or start a conversation. Usually has headphones so ve can listen to music if it gets too quiet for them.

Allergic to nuts and lactose intolerant. Doesn't really care about being lactose intolerant, will consume dairy products anyway.

They tend to wake up early to watch the sunrise and try to always watch the sunset.

True to vir nature, they LOVE talking to fans. They happily invite fans to take pictures with them any time, any place. Recently, ve had some....issues with a small group of 'fans', which caused vir to set very firm boundaries with vir fanbase.

There's a video out there of I think Misha Collins walking somewhere with his security and he hears a fan or someone call him and just fucking ignores his security to go hug this person; Lani would definitely do that lol

Wants to open a PO Box for fans to send them things

Calls everyone bestie, doesn't matter if they're actually best friends or not. Does have specific nicknames/pet names for vir friends tho.

Ve's probably the kind of person to out-loud say lol or lmao

Like the other two, Lani is one of my regular ocs. Vir backstory is the same as Yijun's; the two met when they were 8. They met Storm in high school and started a band after that. Lani is the bassist and backup vocalist. Ve can play keyboard, too.

"You and me, man. Ride or die! Yep, ride or die!"

#MC #infamous mc #infamous if #MC: Lani #interactive fiction

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stormblessed95 · 2 years ago

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Jimin has been sabotaged a lot

The song wasn't available in many countries in itunes, spotify and youtube

Spotify went down for hours

There are 2 versions of the song in spotify, only one is credited to Jimin. We didn't know until it's too late after seeing taeyang charting higher than Jimin because of it. It affects his position.

Not everyone can see the song that is linked to Jimin's profile in spotify

The song is not linked to Jimin's melon profile

The song can't be bought from amazon

Bigbang company using 3 tiktok sounds and pushing the one without Jimin in it.

And of course, many army refused to stream it because they don't like bigbang

Jesus.... like I told @chikooritajjk in the comments of the other post. I've honestly been super busy so I haven't been keeping up with what's been being said about streaming numbers, I've just been streaming as I've been doing things. I had no idea so much was happening. I'm just learning about this and that is so disheartening. I looked up how the numbers have been doing and luckily it seems to have been doing pretty good regardless. Which just goes to show how much it would've broken the world had it been allowed to. I'm so disappointed in YG for not giving this the support it should've had. If Jimin wasn't on it and most ARMYS actively trying to support him (as well as how he made the song good too), it would've drowned.

I hope things get fixed and the people who fucked up get their shit together. Jimin doesn't deserve this madness. I'll keep streaming though! I hope you guys are all still streaming if you are able to!

#jimin vibe

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ben-talks-art · 2 years ago

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Going over tons of Webtoons I like!

I feel like I haven't really talked about webtoons as much as I should even though there are quite a lot of them that I enjoy a lot, so I felt it would be nice to go over some of my favorites, what they're about, why I like them and maybe help others discover something they might like as well.

I won't be talking about Unordinary, Trapped, or Dreaming Freedom since I basically said everything I had to say in their own posts, so if you want to see how I feel about these series just follow the links.

(Also worth noting, when it comes to webtoons I'm usually more of a fan of those that focus on drama, so things like Tower of God or Lookism that focus more on battle, while fun series, aren't really amongst my favorites and are probably not gonna be on my list. I don't really go to webtoons for action, I go for seeing people dealing with personal problems and how they handle them.)

This one is still fairly new but it's already got me very hooked. The premise is about a girl that is going through some money problems that finds out about the world of live-streaming and starts getting too into it.

The main conflict comes from how much of her own life and herself she exposes to the world and how she deals with the public while also trying to think about making enough money to take care of her family.

It can be very depressing but also very informative as it shows how ugly people's online behavior can be and how much they can affect someone's life.

Speaking of depressing, this one is a series of stories about a rotating cast of protagonists who are all dealing with some very heavy personal problems while trying to advance their love lives.

One is trying to deal with the pressure of keeping up appearances at class, another is grieving over the loss of a loved one, another is trying to recover from a past of bullying, and so on... And each one feels real and earned. The way these topics are dealt with feel like how actual people would deal with them.

It doesn't just skip over to a happy ending, it walks you through the entire process of recovery necessary to get to them eventually feeling better, and when they do feel better it's always so very satisfying because you followed through all the hardships they endured.

It's a great series with a very-needed theme of "It gets better, so don't give up!"

I think people are kinda mixed on this one? Some love it, some hate it, mostly it comes down to how they feel about the female lead.

The idea is that this girl is a victim from some sort of bug in the system of the god of love (or something like that, it's really weird...) and now she has a really hard time being romantically loved by others... So in order to fix that, she needs to raise her love score with the male leads or she will die... Also, her boyfriend cheated on her with her sister...

I just realized this sounds like the premise of a generic Otome isekai.

Needlessly convoluted premise aside, this series is actually really fun. The artwork and dialogue makes the female lead come off as really charming, expressive, and likable. Even if you don't care about the major plot with the love god thing (like me!), you still enjoy reading it because you do feel sorry for this girl and want to see her eventually find happiness.

It shows the power of a character's charm. When your character is likable enough, you can forgive how absurd and nonsensical a premise can be.

I thought I was going to hate this series but the more I read it the more I liked it.

The premise is that a broken-up couple goes back in time to when they were young and still together, except one is in the body of the other.

This setup alone is freaking brilliant, so much so I'm shocked I haven't seen it before. You can do so much commentary about perspective, the way women and men are treated differently by society, the things we never think about in a relationship, the way your actions are viewed by others, and so on.

It frustrated me at first because the characters were making some really idiotic choices to the point it made me question what was this author doing, but as I kept reading, all of their choices get addressed. They either explain why they did what they did or recognize that they made a mistake and apologize for it, and I loooooove when series do that! If I see a problem in the story, why can't the characters see it too? Well, here they do, and it feels great every time they do!

This one is the same as Operation True Love. I like how charming and expressive everyone here is, and I also like seeing these interpretations of Greek mythos.

I also really like the female lead, Persephone. I guess many people seem to dislike her but she never bothered me personally. I find her conflicts very interesting and how she deals with them is also interesting, mostly things like dealing with her trauma, the pressure from her mother, and the constant bureaucracy of the gods she needs to endure to get what she wants. She's not perfect, but I don't think she's meant to be.

The one thing I don't like is that since this is based on Greek mythos we have to go over all the stuff about the mythos we don't like but have to live with. For example, Zeus is here, and he is very unlikeable, but because he's Zeus from the mythos you know he's never gonna face any real consequences for being the huge jerk he is and we just gotta deal with it.

There are a couple things like this here and there where because it was in the mythos it has to be here and it gets a little frustrating sometimes, but not enough to ruin the experience.

Lol... "Fantasy..."

This is one I wanted to bang my head against a wall for forgetting to include when talking about Trapped and Dreaming Freedom. It's another story about a thrillingly toxic co-dependent relationship between a group of messed up people.

The basic idea is that three ladies are in love, but not in love with the one that likes them, which makes this the ideal definition of "love triangle"

What's cool about this is that not one of them likes the other for a particularly healthy reason. There is a good girl that likes a bad girl because she's a bad girl, a bad girl that likes a loner girl because she's a loner, and a loner girl that likes the good girl because she's good.

They each have some sort of obsession with their "loved one" that boils down to "she needs me" or "I need her". It's like watching a Spanish telenovela, you know this is going to turn into a mess, but you can't wait to see it unfold.

(also, one of them is a vampire, but who cares about that...)

This is another one that just has a brilliant premise. The idea is that this is a world of superheroes and this one girl has a crush on this one guy, but she's such a mess about telling her feelings that she somehow ends up becoming a supervillain for him to fight.

It's like if someone took that little segment from Rwby Chibi and made an entire series out of it. This series is so freaking funny and stupid, I just love it.

Yoo's life sucks, that's the premise.

She got ditched by her mother, separated from her sister, is forced to take care of her dad alone, struggles with making friends, gets bullied, barely makes any money on her job, people hate her for no reason, and to top it all, she gets stuck in the middle of a rich family's drama that keeps trying to exploit her personal problems to their advantage.

This is one of those "Author, please leave the character alone!!" types of stories where you just keep enduring it because you like these people so much that you just want to reach the end where they'll finally be happy and free from all this misery.

Another case of where a character being charming and likable is enough to make you keep reading because you just want to see something good happening to them because you know they deserve it.

Another case of "Just let them be happy!!"

This is a story about a woman who had to part ways with a family that she was really close with but now suddenly finds herself back into their lives.

I can't say too much about this one because it relies a lot on twists and revelations, but long story short, this is some really good drama.

You ever felt like reading a retelling of The Little Mermaid set during the time when Korea was invaded by Japan? Well, your wish is now fulfilled!

This is a tragic story about a girl that gets tangled with a man she can never have during a period of war and how they struggle to remain close to each other even though everything around them is fighting to keep them apart.

Very sad, but very emotional.

Speaking of sad...

This one is like Sohee0 where its about a girl dealing with the problems of live streaming her entire life for the world to see and slowly becoming too dependent on it.

I'm not a huge fan of thriller, but the themes this one tackles are so interesting that it made me keep reading anyway.

Keep in mind that this one does not have a happy ending.

This is a series I feel is very underrated. It's about a boy that finds out that the girl he is chatting with on his phone is someone from his class, and he decides to use this new knowledge to help out her love life and other personal problems in return for always being nice to him online, even though she doesn't know who he really is.

There is some nice commentary about catfishing, stalking, the power of social media, communication, and entitlement in here.

There is a very powerful scene early on where the main lead confronts a stalker that's trying to claim he's in love with the girl from the chat and thus has the right to interfere in her life, and when the mc calls him out on that, he realizes he's basically doing the same thing. And, again, I love when a story isn't above calling out their lead characters on their mistakes.

Giving a character flaws is okay as long as you address it, and this series addresses tons of interesting flaws on various characters.

Another story about the scary power of social media. This one is about a woman who rejected a guy in a reality show a few days before he died, and a group of people decided to use that to burn her online as if she was the ultimate monster, and the story is all about she bouncing back from that and getting revenge on everyone that did that to her.

I don't even know how to describe this one... It's just good drama.

I was going to say it's about girls facing school problems, but the problems these characters face kinda go over every possible field.

It starts with the main lead feeling like she's the only ugly girl in her group of four friends, but we kinda ditch that premise after a while and just start to focus on any kind of problem a teenager might be going through.

I find the problems they tackle to be interesting and the characters going through them are all likable, and this isn't a case of "let them be happy!" they get to be happy a lot and very frequently. It isn't one problem that goes on through the whole series but a set of rotating small problems that get dealt with one after another in very nice ways.

This one is a similar case of teens dealing with teen drama.

It starts with a boy finding out that the girl he likes is dating his sister (that's one hell of a way to start your series), and eventually becomes about people dealing with their emotions and inner insecurities.

Odd Girl Out was more about people dealing with the problems life throws at us, this is more about problems we throw at ourselves. How sometimes we don't know what we want, why we want it, how to get it, how to deal with it, and what does that say about us.

I'm just gonna repeat what I said before, I like how these problems are explored and I like how charming these characters are.

That's honestly all I ever need, people to care about and cool problems for them to face.

This one is interesting.

It's about a woman who pretends to be married so she can date a guy who is into affairs. It's like a cheater's cheat.

It goes into detail about why someone would want to betray their partner and how society in Japan puts this pressure on people to pursue marriage and building a family as the ultimate source of happiness.

I always love this kind of talk, exploring how much of what you do you do it because people tell you it will be good for you and how much you do it because you really want it.

This is one apparently a lot of people really don't like, and ironically, it's one of my favorites.

"Get Schooled" is a series that seems to start on the premise of "what if the teachers were allowed to beat up the bullies?" but once you keep reading it you see that it goes a little deeper than that.

The message I personally got from this one was "what if we had the means to actually answer back to those who do wrong?"

The thing about people who commit crimes is that we never have either the time, the means, or the exact words to address all that is wrong with their actions, we're just not always prepared for it. So in this story they just make a character that is always prepared.

Every bully in this series usually works with the mentality of "why can't I just do what's best for me?" and when the main lead appears and confronts them, he makes them realize that in a world where people only think about themselves, the moment someone stronger than you shows up, if they don't need you, you're screwed, that's why it's important to learn how to accept everyone, regardless of whether they're weak or strong.

It shows the futility of "might makes right" by showing that might can turn against you at any point, and thus it's better to create a society of "right makes right."

The conversations these characters have about morality are very interesting and give a lot to think about.

There is one arc is where they go to a daycare and find a teacher that's trying to control how kids should think, but the moment they start questioning their logic everything the teacher taught them starts to no longer make any sense and throws the class into chaos.

The kids were being taught what to think, but not the why, and once they realize they skipped this vital step, their lessons no longer held any meaning.

There is a lot of that, a lot of having bullies and oppressors facing the flaws in their own logic and addressing why it doesn't work, and it feels very satisfying each time.

Also has bullies getting beat up a lot, which also feels good.

(Edit, these were all feelings I had before learning about the recent events regarding Get Schooled 😓 I'm deeply sorry for having promoted a series that carried so much ill will inside of it)

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That's it for now, hope you can find something new you can enjoy!

And with that, now I wait for webtoon to officially translate the other Naver series that are still only available in Korean that I really want to read more of.

#webtoon #suhee0 #the aftermath #get schooled #rewriting your love story #lore of olympus #odd girl out #the fake affair #random chat #the four of them #killstagram #whale star: the gyeongseong mermaid #i love yoo #time and reason #savior #operation true love #seasons of blossom #villain with a crush

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 2 years ago

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The tag rambles in (the post about moth/dead!us fluttering around Foul Legacy) have given me even more random angsty ideas hehehe

Also, for a bit of size context, I personally would see us as an Atlas Moth (they're very pretty, just like everyone here <3).

"in an alternate universe Childe vanished and a sparkly moth started following you around" Ack okay but the simultaneous misery and nostalgia at getting a mini version of the big moth that we love so much. Honestly, I think that prospect would just break us, so here's a few ideas and whatnot: - Underside of the moth's wings would be sparkly, while the topside would probably be some sort of dark purple. - Antennae that look like Legacy's horns <3 <3 - Literal-moth moth would probably try to stick around our hands as much as possible - Unfortunately, we can't pet him like we could when he was mothman. Because, y'know, fragile creature and all that.

"ohhh if the moth gets hurt (because it's so easy for them to get hurt) Foul Legacy starts sobbing" - Moths can't fly again if a wing breaks, unfortunately ;-; - Frankly, I can indeed see Foul Legacy just end up sobbing at a wing of ours being broken (ooo that's a new idea, maybe I'll touch it later...) - Us, with a broken wing, crawling over and around both his claws and mask, also maybe nestling in his fur(hair)? - Uncertain if a soul moth (as I'm gonna call us) needs nutrients like a regular moth. However, if we do, then Foul Legacy may just stop by forests or something frequently in order to keep as as healthy as we can be <3

~ :D Anon (Sorry it took me so long, was busy with tests ehe)

Note: I removed the link, hopefully it'll send this time? If it does, then woop-

aaaa yeah tumblr asks can be very VERY finicky especially on anon for some reason??? once i tried to send one in and it wouldn't let me because i had too many commas, tsk tsk!!! (original ask here <33)

Foul Legacy little moth: !!!! oh my goodness imagine you're in that state where you're trying so hard to cling onto hope, trying so hard to seem fine so you don't worry your friends and family- and it seems like the little moth that started following you everywhere only helps you heal, or at least people think it should since it's a constant, comforting presence

but the moth knows the truth- it knows how you sometimes break down when you're alone in your room, no matter how happy you try to seem during the day. it knows how you cry into your hands, your sobs of "where could he be?" as you despair over your lost Abyssal monster, your missing Foul Legacy

the little moth can only perch on your fingers, fuzzy antennae waving in your face like it's trying to wipe away your tears, and despite your sadness you still find the energy to cup your friend in your hands and smile wearily- just as kind as Childe remembers

you little moth: Foul Legacy will break if his tiny moth companion gets hurt- even more so if it was by him, even on accident. his talons and armor is sharp, deadly to something so small and delicate, and he cradles the moth in his hands and weeps. the little insect flicks its antennae, almost as if it's trying to reassure him, but all he can see is the rip in the poor thing's wing

he doesn't know the moth is you, intent on keeping him company even after death- he simply knows that it feels familiar, that the creature is dear to him and someone to be treasured, for when else will a moth willingly become friends with a beast? he swears you keep you safe from now on, allowing you to snuggle into his fluff or hair, away from his claws and teeth. occasionally you'll go and perch on one of his horns, happily enjoying the breeze that you can't fly in anymore, at least not as well

on particularly peaceful days he tentatively allows you to sit on one of his claws, basking in the sun and looking awfully proud of yourself despite being a moth. you flutter your wings and he flutters his back, and Legacy can see you happily waving your antennae in the air

at those moments, Childe knows peace

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #:D anon #this got long but that's ok because i looove this concept #don't worry about taking a while either!!! i also take a long time ehe #story time one of my relatives is scared of moths and one day i found an Atlas moth on a neighbor's doorstep #so naturally i went home and brought my relative out to see it #it was a fun day :)#short scenario #other's stuff #FAVE

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lollytea · 3 years ago

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It simultaneously breaks and warms my heart to see Hunter and Luz in Dana’s ‘what now?’ art. Heart warmed for Hunter, who is upset but still hugging willow and gus close despite knowing them for like, two weeks, but heart broken for luz, who isn’t even hugging amity back. I hope these kids are okay😦

I feel like hunter and luz would have a good heart to heart in the human realm.

No but this drives me fucking insane. Simply TOO MANY things to talk about it in. I am in pain from looking at it.

Yknow for the first few weeks after this was posted I assumed Hunter and Luz had matching expressions. I thought they were both angry. And then at one point I zoomed in and realized that Hunter isn't angry at all, he's just struggling not to cry. Which hit me very hard.

Luz is the angry one. An exhausted raw helpless kind of anger. She's blaming herself. She's allowing Amity to hold her, for the sake of her feeling safe (it's the least Luz can do) but can't bring herself to touch her in return. She probably feels awful. Amity has been separated from her home and her family because of Luz. Luz couldn't save King. Luz couldn't save Eda. Luz couldn't save her friends.

Plus Luz is obviously still grappling with the reality of Philip's rise to power and the Day of Unity being all her fault. In Luz's eyes, she's to blame for everything. No wonder she looks like her spark is completely dead. And look at the result of this mindset. The body language, the hands in the pockets, the haunted hooded eyes. Luz is withdrawing herself from those closest to her as some kind of self destructive coping mechanism.

Interestingly enough, Hunter's coping mechanism seems to be the exact opposite. He's desperate to hold on what he has left. Willow and Gus. He needs to protect Willow and Gus. And yeah, he's only had them for about a week but that's the kind of person Hunter is. He gets very attached to people after knowing them for a day. But a week? He straight up adores Willow and Gus by now. He'd do anything for them.

He's grappling with the reality of being a grimwalker, but while Luz withdraws, this only makes him love more openly. He doesn't want to be seen as a grimwalker. He wants them to see him as a witch, a witch with friends who he swears to take care of. This is all Hunter wants for himself and he's trying very hard to keep it intact.

Judging from this art I'm pretty sure season 3 is gonna heavily focus on Luz and Hunter's relationship. There's something very telling about them being the only ones with their eyes wide open. It says so much.

Both characters have a secret which they've only shared with each other. It connects them, yet sets them apart from everyone else at the same time. These secrets are keeping them awake.

Out of all the characters present, none of them have been more closely linked to Belos and the Day of Unity than Luz and Hunter. They've seen things the other kids haven't. They understand Belos in a way that the others never will. They ventured through the mindscape together and nothing has been the same since.

They both lost a family member just minutes apart before they were thrust into the portal. Luz was forcibly torn away from King and, as deplorable as he was, it must have been horrifying for Hunter to see the man who raised him gruesomely slaughtered before his eyes.

Maybe they feel the need to stay awake for the sake of the others. Like a subconscious instinct to stay alert. Its been a hellish night and the people they cherish the most are sleeping and vulnerable and someone needs to watch over them. Luz and Hunter are both extremely self sacrificing people. They are willing to destroy themselves for those they care about. Man I sure hope we don't focus too much on that in season 3 I don't think I could handle it.

In conclusion I am cry.

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skitariiposting · 2 years ago

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Hi everyone, weird post here.

I have been made aware by one of my contemporaries that I am apparently caught in a time loop.

I didn't initially believe them until I was sent a link to a twitch stream I apparently made "yesterday," which I have no memory of and doesn't appear on my computer, but does on my phone for some reason. Considering I was planning on doing my "first" live stream today and streaming the binding of isaac, I think that's a red flag that I'm in a time loop.

Watching back through the stream, there's a point where someone says something about me posting something 'yesterday' aaaand the link doesn't appear on my end. Alex can see it, and it's a tumblr post of me thanking people for showing up to my first stream. Apparently, there's a bunch of duplicate posts on my tumblr that everyone can see except me. Sorry about that, guys. I was just as confused as everyone else was, I'd guess <:(

Luckily, Alex has agreed to keep telling me I'm in a time loop each day from now on until it is broken, as they've got nothing better to do. Thanks Alex.

This is... an interesting conundrum. It seems like a reverse version of Groundhog Day. I'm reseting to the same day over and over again, but everyone else is moving. This means I'm likely not going to be able to do cool things with it or learn some big moral about love or something before the loop ends. Darn.

On the bright side, I know generally how time loops work, and so long as Alex keeps updating me every day, I should be fine. It'll just be a little awkward, I guess. I believe the loop is relegated to only me and things I've interacted with, like my phone and computer, as the day on my phone is different from the day on my computer, and both are different from the one in my car, though I'm assuming now that I've touched my car it's been infected by the loop as well.

I can't keep a journal because it's likely that it'll get reset as well. Any suggestions on how to keep myself in the know about the time loop besides Alex texting me every day?

#skitposting

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pebblysand · 3 years ago

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[LET'S TALK WRITING!] - 15 THINGS I LEARNED FROM WRITING FANFICTION FOR FIFTEEN YEARS

Hmm... you read that right. Your girl has been writing fanfic for fifteen years! Or at least, my fanfiction.net account, created on the 13th January 2007, turns fifteen today. Happy birthday! So, in honour of the over 400,000 words I’ve written across seven fandoms, here is a list of the fifteen most important fic-writing lessons learned over the last fifteen years. This post is incredibly self-indulgent and over 5,000 words long, so if you intend to do anything other than rapidly skim it, grab yourself a cup of tea, haha. I hope you will however find this advice somewhat valuable.

ON STARTING OUT:

1. CHOOSE YOUR USERNAME CAREFULLY - IT BECOMES YOUR BRAND

Other writers might disagree, but I am a strong advocate for having one username across the board. I am pebblysand on ff, ao3, tumblr, twitter, discord, tiktok and literally anywhere else you can think of that is related to my writing. Partly because of a debilitating lack of originality, but also because it is easier to be known as one "thing" everywhere. Of course, some fanfic writers manage fine without it, but I think you do make your life slightly harder, marketing-wise. Links get broken, people get lost between platforms, and having the same “name” everywhere makes finding you a bit easier.

Regarding what to pick, when I started writing fanfic, I was thirteen years old. I picked a username that was... stupid. To the point that I don't even want to mention it here. It was very fandom specific, and a clear clue as to the fact that I was... too young. When I grew up, I changed my username to something more "mature", which was honestly a hassle. I had to hyphenate oldusername-newusername for about a year before I fully transitioned, so as not to lose my readership, and I had to go through the tedious process of changing my logins everywhere. Don't be like me. Learn from my stupidity haha.

Generally, I would advise you to pick:

something that has more to do with your person than your fandom. This is because you might not always write in the same fandom and may want to keep the same accounts.

an actual (version) of a name. It doesn't have to be your name (in fact, it probably shouldn't), but it's often easier for people to remember an author's name as SarahClarke than PineTrees98, for example. This is clearly something I didn't do, and I sort of regret it. Some fanfic authors who branched out into original fiction kept their fanfic penname for publishing original books, and it allows for more reader transfers. Of course, you might not want to do that and keep your fanfic work and original work completely separate, but it's nice to keep your options open.

2. THE ONLY GOOD REASON TO WRITE FANFIC IS BECAUSE YOU WANT TO

In my time, writing fanfic was shameful. You wrote it under a penname, on the internet, and never told anyone you read fanfic/were in fandom (let alone wrote it), IRL. Being a nerd was deeply uncool. You could get bullied for it. You could even lose your job because of it.

I am glad that this changed. Seeing young people on platforms like tiktok openly discussing fanfic (both as a concept, and certain fanfics in particular), putting their real names and faces to it, is fantastic and inspiring. This being said, I feel like it's become a "cool" phenomenon. These days, I see a lot of posts from young people talking about stats, number of kudos, kudos-to-hits ratios, popularity, etc., wanting to write fanfic to become “fandom famous.” And, don't get me wrong: a) this has always existed, and b) I'm not going to pretend I'm completely immune to numbers myself. But, for the most part, try to remember that writing fanfic is a hobby. You are producing it for free, and it should first and foremost be something that you enjoy for you. It's okay to want to gravitate towards writing more popular stuff because you want attention (there is nothing wrong with wanting attention), but remember that growing a readership is a long, tedious process, which can only be sustainable if you enjoy writing. You don't have to write fanfic to be part of fandom. Fandoms thrive on diversity, and not everyone has to contribute the same way. Don't force yourself if you don't want to.

Also, I know this is easier said than done, but try not to pay too much attention to numbers. This is for your own mental health. The only measure of whether your work is "successful" should be if you enjoy it. Try not to compare yourself to “famous” authors, especially when you're starting out. And, remember that the work you're most proud of will almost never coincide with other people's favourite.

3. THIS BEING SAID, HAVE A HARD THINK ABOUT THE FANDOM YOU'RE WRITING IN

I've said this many times before, but whilst I currently write Harry Potter fanfiction and consider HP the first thing I was ever a “fan” of, it took me 12 years to actually write HP fic. For the first decade of my fanfic writing "career", I wrote in other, small-ish fandoms. I once wrote a 143k-word fic in a fandom with 73 entries on AO3. Total.

This taught me so much. In small fandoms, people will read anything. When I wrote for The Good Wife, for instance, my nightly ritual was to update the fanfiction.net page and read everything published that day. That was possible. There'd be like... five/ten fics a day, maybe? People didn't tag things (beyond pairings), because looking through the archive without many filters was manageable. And, since there's not that much content, while you do have a smaller pool of possible readers, those people will actually read your stuff. Moreover, they will comment, chat about fandom things, and give you feedback, because they're genuinely invested in you getting better and providing more content.

The communities are also (generally) a lot more tight-knit. Everyone knows each other; there are a lot less arseholes or mean comments coming your way. As a new writer, positive reinforcement and kind helpful comments are mostly what you need. My first comment on my first HP fic last year was "this is a joke" and having been in the fic "business" for over ten years, I was able to laugh and brush it off as spam - I'm not sure I could have done that as efficiently as a new, 13-year-old writer.

This being said, of course, if you're dead-set on writing fic in a popular fandom, see point 2. and roll with it, because the golden rule is: write what you like. But, if there's a small fandom that you like, for which you have ideas, then I would highly recommend starting out there, then moving on to something bigger when you feel ready. Big fandoms can be brutal. People have loads of opinions, and not all of them are valuable. Writing to a niche audience that is truly involved can be a much more satisfying and interesting experience for a new writer.

4. NON-NATIVE ENGLISH SPEAKERS - IT'S OKAY TO WRITE IN ENGLISH, BUT BEWARE OF THE IMPLICATIONS

You might not know this, but I'm French. My first language is French. And, while I did start writing fanfic in French at the very beginning, I quickly switched to English (and never looked back). Generally, I am thankful that fandom, as well as reading and writing fanfic, basically taught me English. This choice has had a tremendous impact on my life that I could not have foreseen at the time. Because I could speak/write good English, I could study in English, which meant I could move abroad, which also meant I became an immigrant, settled in Ireland, etc. The life and career I have now are in great part due to/thanks to the decision I made as a teenager to write in English.

This being said, if you’re not a native English speaker going into English-language fanfic, here are a few things I think you should know:

First off, don’t you dare apologise for existing. I read so many messages and fics every day, starting with “sorry for my poor English but…” and going on to write the most beautiful stories. I know that’s just insecurity and modesty speaking, but trust me, you speak multiple languages, and you speak them well enough to write in them - do not apologise for being awesome! Now, if you want to let your readers know that English is not your first language, that’s okay. I don’t do it anymore, but when I didn’t feel as confident, I did used to write something like: “English is not my first language, so if there’s anything that looks wrong, let me know!” I think it’s a great way to ask for indulgence, but also for feedback, without being apologetic for something you shouldn’t feel the need to apologise for. And, also remember that everyone makes mistakes. Even native English speakers do! I’m sure you make mistakes in your first language too! There’s nothing to be ashamed of, just things to learn.

This being said, beware that yes, you will have to work harder than everyone else. Not only do you have to learn how to creatively write and find your “voice”, but you also have to learn sentence structure, vocabulary, etc. Also, chances ar, you will be writing fanfic for an original work that occurs in a different culture, so you will need to learn that as well. When you start out, juts know that everything will sound wrong. Your words, your dialogue, your rhythm, etc. To combat that, you will have to edit, edit, edit and read. Books, published novels, fanfiction, everything you can get your hands on. Study how other people shape narratives, dialogues, etc. You’ll get there, but it is a lot of work!

Also, remember that errors will always slip through the cracks. I swear. You can read and re-read ten times, you will always get something wrong. You can become perfectly fluent, to the point where no one can tell you’re not native, but something will always give you away. My personal tell is prepositions. Is it: looking down at? looking down to? Who the fuck knows? Not me. Also lie and lay. I never know and will never know which one is which.

Lastly, one thing that happened to me that I wouldn’t have thought of when I first chose to write in English is that once you learn a technique and develop your own “voice” in one language, it is incredibly hard to translate into another. At this stage, having learnt everything that I've learnt in the past fifteen years in English, I don’t believe I’d be able to write creatively in French. This has ramifications, especially if you intend to branch out into original work eventually. My mum once said to me: “It’s just really sad, because I’ll never be able to read what you write” (she doesn’t speak English). Not going to lie, that thought hurt a little. Overall, it is something I wish I’d thought about when I began writing fifteen years ago.

5. GET A BETA. TRUST ME, YOU NEED ONE. EVERYONE NEEDS ONE.

Now, I’m saying this in the “starting out” category, but I acknowledge that finding a beta when you’re beginning is hard. Chances are, at this point, you’re young, shy, and you don’t know anyone in fandom - the task can feel daunting. I understand.

You don’t have to have a beta to start posting (at least I don’t think so), but if the opportunity presents itself, I do recommend you seize it. And, not only to spot the small typos or grammar mistakes, but also to review your plot, characterisation, etc. Having a second set of eyes on your writing is invaluable. I learnt so much from my successive betas throughout the years.

If you choose to actively look for a beta, here are a few tips for finding one:

If you’re starting out, literally anyone can be your beta. You don’t need to be picky. Since you’re only beginning, most of the feedback that anyone can give you will be new and useful. If you’re bold, you can slide into someone’s DMs on tumblr and just ask. Worse case scenario, they’ll say no. As far as I’m concerned, the only reason I’ve ever said no to someone who’s asked is literally just lack of time. Nothing more. I want to do a good job and provide useful feedback, and that takes time I sometimes don’t have. Please try not to take any rejections personally. This being said, if you’re a bit more shy, I’ve noticed that plenty of fandom discord servers have a “@beta” role where you can ask whoever is available to review your work. I find that takes the pressure off feeling that you’re “imposing” on someone, as you literally have people volunteering their time for it willingly.

I’ve found that as I grew as a writer, I needed to be a bit more picky with who beta-ed my work. As you learn things, you might realise there’s a certain type of feedback you’re looking for, or certain things you’re looking to improve on. The way I currently find my betas is through falling in love with their work product. I generally find someone whose work I read and with whom I’m like: omg, I want to write like them. Then, I online stalk them, comment on everything they post, and fangirl until they respond. Then, we chat, and I let the fact that I don’t have a beta casually come up in conversation until they offer. Seriously. I'm a fucking stalker, but it’s worked multiple times, lol. In my defence, I’ve had people do it to me too. If anyone has any other tips, feel free to reply to this post with them, but that’s my embarrassing method.

ON WRITING:

6. GOOD WRITING TAKES TIME, WORK AND COMMITMENT.

There are many ways to write fanfic. You can be like me and take two hundred hours per chapter, edit every word you write about ten times, or you can be one of those who churn out tumblr anon prompts like there’s no tomorrow. Whichever way works for you.

But, regardless of how you do it, if you’re looking to get better at writing, it’s going to take time. And, effort. Trust me, none of your favourite writers have it randomly flowing out their fingers. Every fanfic writer I know who writes well has worked hard towards it. I’m not even that great and at this stage, I’ve probably spent hundreds of thousands of hours working. So, you have to enjoy it, or else it’ll feel like a chore and you’ll quickly stop.

However, the good news is that the more you write, the more you read, the better you will get. Almost automatically. Then, you’ll become familiar with the strange feeling of re-reading something of yours you were super proud of at the time of publication, and which now makes you cringe to no end. Welcome to being a writer.

This being said, again, you don’t need to want to be good/improve to write fanfic. If it’s just a fun way to let go and blow off steam, do it! You might not be as successful as some of the best fanfic authors out there, but it’s a hobby! It has to be fun, you don’t have to be any good at it!

7. DON’T LET ANYONE (INCLUDING YOURSELF) MAKE YOU FEEL BAD ABOUT HAVING CERTAIN SPECIFIC INTERESTS

If you start delving into the maze of writing advice content online, you’ll quickly find that a recurring theme is: challenge yourself! Get out of your comfort zone! And, whilst I truly believe that is profitable (see point 6 on hard work), I also think it creates this myth that you must be good at everything. And, truth be told: you’re allowed to identify areas where you just… can’t be arsed. It can be a ship, a point of view, a specific genre… It doesn’t matter. Just know that you do not have to write everything - especially not if it is only to satisfy your readers (again, see point 1 about enjoying what you write). For me, for instance, I don’t read pure fluff. I don’t like pure fluff. I don’t like long banter-y dialogue and cutesy things for the sake of cutesy things. I can write fluffy scenes within a bigger piece of work when it is needed, and I can do that well, but that’s about as much as I’m willing to commit. And… That’s fine. Not only is fic meant to be fun, but you don’t have to challenge yourself with writing things that don’t fit within what you’re interested in.

Now, don’t get me wrong, that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t seek to improve - just that you should in areas where you actually want/need that improvement. To take myself as an example again, I have my own areas where I want to improve. With my current long fic, I wanted to learn how to write a continuous, uninterrupted narrative, rather than just a succession of scenes. I would also like to learn to write better action scenes, so I’ve tried to focus more on that. Lastly, I’d love to learn how to write more crime/mystery-type stories, because it’s one of my favourite genres to read, so that’s something I’m keeping in mind for a future project. You’re allowed your own special interests!

8. WHEN YOU EDIT, READ YOUR WORDS OUT LOUD.

If you’re going to edit your work (you should, though I’d say most people who start out don’t - you’ll probably see more point to it as you grow as a writer), it is much easier to a) print out your work and b) read out loud. I find it allows me to see typos and mistakes I wouldn’t see otherwise. I am forced to read slower, and focus on every word. It also gives prose more rhythm. When reading out loud, you will hear punctuation, emphases, etc. much more clearly than you would in your head. I know people who’ve read my stuff regularly comment on the “rhythm” of it - well, that’s the “secret.” Lastly, I find it easier to identify filler words that need to be deleted v. words that would ordinarily fall into that category, but that I like to keep because they make the prose sound more natural. Obviously, it depends on the tone you want to achieve and the “voice” of your narrator, but I find reading out loud does wonders.

9. WORLDBUILDING DOESN’T HAVE TO BE BIG.

This is a recent lesson. As someone who only writes canon-compliant stuff, I’d never thought of myself as the kind of person who “worldbuilds.” I don’t write massive, developed, colourful AUs. I used to believe that worldbuilding meant you had to invent magic or time-travel, completely build a whole new world from the one that exists in your fandom. Yet, good worldbuilding actually only refers to the world within your work. It’s the level of detail, intricacies, and logic the world and the characters obey that make a good world that the reader will enjoy. It doesn’t have anything to do with fantasy or big ideas. You can build and shape an incredible world within someone’s kitchen if you want to. Your story must just be rich and make sense to the reader. That’s what worldbuilding is, so don’t stress it too much.

10. TIME IS A SOCIAL CONSTRUCT

If you follow me on here or have read my work on AO3, you’ve heard this one before. I will however repeat it, because it genuinely is the most valuable piece of writing advice I have ever received: Time is a social construct. If your story doesn’t work, it’s because you’re not telling it in the most compelling order.

We tend to think of stories as chronological, but they don’t actually have to be. Flashbacks, flashforwards, forewarning, etc. are all places where you can have incredible fun as a writer. It’s like opening a new dimension: you can play with scenes, narrators, POVs, but you can play with time as well. IRL, we view time in a straight line, but it is actually a narrative device like any other. So: with every story, think about your starting point. Think about your end point. Think about what’s in the middle. Sometimes, chronology works, and sometimes, it doesn’t. Sometimes, the most impactful way to tell a story is starting from the middle, or from the end. Don’t let yourself get limited.

11. YOU DON’T HAVE TO WRITE EVERY DAY. IDENTIFY WHEN YOU WRITE BEST, AND TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE.

As a collective, we’ve built a toxic narrative of the “inspired writer.” This writer writes with no room for schedule and/or planning, just as inspiration strikes him, like an artist’s muse. Trust me: if I had to wait for inspiration to strike me to write, I probably wouldn’t have written half as much as I have in the past fifteen years. Inspiration is a strange, nebulous beast, and most of the time, it’s also full of shit. How many times have I looked back at stuff I’d written while “inspired” and gone “oh my god, what was I thinking?” Honestly, following your inspiration is the stupidest thing you can do, as a writer.

This flaw in the “inspired writer” image has been identified by plenty of writers, giving way to the just-as-toxic opposite prescription. You will see: as soon as you start delving into the world of real writing advice, you’ll find many articles and books saying things like: “you must write every day” or “you must write first thing in the morning.” Stephen King has done a lot of damage in that category.

The truth is that, as far as I’m concerned, I’ve found there’s something to both pieces of advice listed above. As with everything, it’s all about measure. Let’s be real: if forcing yourself to sit in front of the computer every day or getting up at five o’clock in the morning to write before your kids wake up works for you, by all means, do it. But personally, I find most of these posts incredibly prescriptive and unrealistic for anyone who, well, has a life. This is true even if you don’t write fanfic specifically. Unless writing is your full-time job, you probably will not be able to adhere to a strict schedule. Hell, even if writing is a full-time job, you won’t be able to do it. There will be days when you just feel tired, or preoccupied by real life things, and, dare I say, completely uninspired. I call them my “brain dead” days. These are days where everything you write, everything you try, just feels like it will never work. On those days, I honestly hardly see the point of tying yourself up to the computer for no obvious reason. Again, it’s a hobby, something you’re supposed to enjoy, not a chore.

However, I find it useful to identify when you’re typically at your most productive/inspired, writing-wise. For example, I find it easier to write in a) long stretches of time (i.e. at least five consecutive hours) and b) after 4PM. The reason behind a) is that it takes me a while to “get in the mood” and feel my ideas come to life, so I find just getting a few words down during random ten minute breaks, incredibly hard. The reason behind b) is that I am not a morning person, my brain doesn’t turn “on” until at least 10AM, so there is very little point for me to force myself to get up at five just to sleep at my desk. As such, while I don’t just sit there waiting for inspiration to “strike”, I know when I am most likely to feel like writing, and make sure to exploit that, blocking off these “fertile” periods of time to give myself the opportunity to write.

So, this is to say: you don’t have to write on a particular schedule. Writing a little bit every day works for you? Great. But if you only feel like writing on Sunday nights every other week where your kids/significant other aren’t in the house, then that’s great, too. Quality time with your words and your focus definitely outperforms quantity of hours spent staring at your phone, because your brain just isn’t performing at its best.

ON INTERACTING WITH FANDOM

12. POPULARITY IS A BLESSING AND A CURSE.

I think this is a bit self-evident but I see many new writers wishing their fic was “more popular,” had more hits, etc. And, while I completely understand the sentiment (we all write to an audience), I wish I could tell new writers to just let themselves grow and enjoy the attention they do have now. I’ve never been extremely successful or a BNF myself, but I have had friends who were, and let me tell you that with attention comes a) great responsibility and b) a lot of comments/remarks you wish you didn’t have. Even at my own level, I’ve had a few instances of a fic/a chapter garnering a lot of feedback/comments and they’re not all always nice. Sometimes, the attention feels overwhelming. So, please, whatever you do, don’t tie your worth to your numbers - however high or low. Try and enjoy what comes up whenever it does, and be happy, even if you’re writing for yourself and a couple of friends. As I’ve said before, this is just a hobby!

13. ANSWER YOUR BLOODY COMMENTS. READERS DON’T OWE YOU A COMMENT, BUT YOU DO OWE THEM A RESPONSE.

Now, I know this one will be controversial, because I already got attacked on reddit a few times for saying it, but here it goes: while comments/reviews are nice, they are in no way, shape, or form owed to the writer. They are lovely, nice-to-have-s when you’ve written a fic that someone either particularly enjoyed, or which elicited some kind of feedback/response from them. Not everyone who reads your fic owes you their time and effort to, on top of reading your words, leave you a comment. They don’t even owe you a kudo, if they don’t think your fic deserves it. I’m sorry to say this, but believing you are “owed” a review just for putting work out makes you sound like an entitled twat.

This being said, if someone does take the time to go out of their way to leave you a review, especially if it’s a long and detailed one, you - in my opinion - do owe them the time to answer. They’ve provided you with a nice-to-have, something they definitely did not have to do, and which probably made your day. The least you can do is say thank you.

I’ve read many “reasons” authors give to not respond to comments: wanting to not “taint” the work (preserve the line of separation between author/reader), or having social anxiety, mental illness, etc. And, look: if your personal situation makes it impossible for you to answer comments or if you think your writing considerations - whatever they are - prevent you from doing so, then fine. Don’t answer your comments. There is no gun to your head, and you aren’t forced. It’s just - IMO - not very polite. Especially when all you literally have to say is: "thank you."

This being said, of course, you don’t have to push this to a degree of absurdity. I’m a bit of an idiot and have this weird principle that I-must-answer-everything, but obviously if the comment is rude or not constructive, you can arbitrate and see if you want to answer or not. The line I personally draw is that I don’t always answer comments on old fics I posted in fandoms I’m not in anymore. Additionally, while I always do answer, I don’t always do so right away. I’ll often take a few days/weeks to respond. Lastly, obviously, this is also within the limit of what you can do in terms of time commitment. If your fic suddenly becomes incredibly popular with hundreds of comments you can’t answer, then of course, don’t feel bound to answer them. There are a lot of caveats and special cases to that one principle but generally, I think if you can, answering your comments is better than not.

14. FANFIC CAN BE A GOOD SEGWAY INTO ORIGINAL WRITING, BUT IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE.

On the topic of whether fanfic is a waste of time or a good way to learn writing skills, you’ll find every opinion under the sun. I think - personally - that fanfic has taught me a lot of skills and has allowed me to find my voice. I would probably also have done so if I'd started writing with original fiction, but I think that without the community aspect of fanfic, it would have been much harder to get feedback on my writing, which definitely made me grow quicker. I don’t do much original writing, but the one short story I wrote got published from the get-go, so I believe that does say something about the skills I honed. I’ve seen incredible writing in fandom, sometimes better than published fiction, so in my humble opinion, I do not think fanfic is a waste of time, if that’s what you’re into. Fanfic is also about having fun, and I don’t believe having fun is ever a waste of time.

However, I see so many posts/articles online that just assume every fic writer wants to be a professional writer. Like: why are you wasting your time writing fanfic, it’s not publishable anyway? And, the thing is: for the love of God, do not think for a second that you have to use fanfic as a means to an end. It’s fine if you are, but please, do not feel like you have to strive to be a professional writer to write fanfic. Again, the great thing about fanfic is that it’s a hobby that, because it isn’t marketable and has no financial value, can be just that: a hobby. My former beta was probably the best writer I’ve ever seen online, but she was always like: nope, I enjoy writing, but I like my day job, thanks very much. I’ve personally thought about original fiction, toy with the idea regularly, but it is definitely not the reason I write fanfic. Trust me, you can be happy just writing fanfic without ever wanting more, that’s perfectly okay.

15. THE FRIENDSHIPS AND DISCUSSIONS YOU WILL CREATE OFF THE BACK OF FANFIC ARE THE BEST THINGS TO COME OUT OF THIS.

Honestly, I might be ending this list on a terrifyingly cheesy note but the best thing that’s ever come out of my fanfic writing habit, over the past 15 years, is the friendships I’ve built through it, in fandom. This is why I’m such a big advocate for answering comments - I genuinely have had the best discussions, have met so many friends, have had so many laughs, etc. through reading and writing fanfic for the last fifteen years. The community aspect of fandom is truly priceless, the willingness to help all across is unrivalled, and I’ve learnt so much both humanly and in writing, by spending the last fifteen years online. So, the biggest advice I will give you if you’re just starting out is: a) have fun and b) talk to people. Honestly, you won’t regret it.

Anyway, I hope this was helpful. If you want to read my fics, you can find them here. My original pieces and rec list can also be found online. Lastly, if you want to support my writing, you can find my tippee page here.

Thanks so much for reading!

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