#these are based on the most common patterns i see in fics
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capinejghafa · 2 years ago
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Another post-canon question:
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bigskydreaming · 5 months ago
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Imagine if you were a gay or bi man who tried a certain firefighter show because of all the attention it was getting for one of its mains having a later in life bi awakening.....and between seasons you ventured into its fandom in search of material to tide you over til the next one. And you're greeted by a deluge of posts and fics that are just cheerfully homophobic towards one half of the newly out bi character's canon relationship on the basis of 'well he's not the RIGHT gay guy' and pushing the idea that actually its fine to cheat on him because Reasons and he's sexually predacious based on......behind the scenes implications people have divined like they're reading fucking tea leaves.
But don't get it twisted....this fandom, like all fandoms, really cares about representation!
Sorry not sorry, but we really need to kill this idea that fandoms are welcoming and inviting and inherently progressive when they're frequently insular and reductive as fuck. Every single fandom I've been in has had major trends of people doubling down on their own headcanons and fanon interpretations of the characters and willfully enacting trends aimed at running off people who like the 'wrong' characters (usually characters marginalized along one or multiple axes), like the characters in the 'wrong ways' or other bullshit.
Scott is a Bad Friend fics overtaking Teen Wolf fandom was not incidental, it was a FEATURE of the fandom, because the vast majority of that fandom did not want to share its space with anyone who had the nerve to like its main character. Survivors complaining about or criticizing the prevalance of rape fics in a certain fandom has in my experience always led to a reactionary UPTICK in those fics, with gems like 'this character can, will, must be raped' in the tags making it crystal clear that some of these fics exist because how fucking DARE anyone try and push forth a narrative not agreed upon by Fandom Main.
I could cite examples for so many other fandoms, with the commonalities always being that vast majorities in these fandoms are explicitly reacting defensively to being asked to be more mindful of fandom trends revolving around or exacerbating racism, homophobia, transphobia, rape or abuse apologia, ableism, etc....
With the most prolific fucking rallying cry across countless fandoms being "No the fuck we will NOT be doing that," because lolololol.....
Fandom is an inherently progressive space, didn't you hear?
#anyway this has been on my mind in general for a few weeks now#and its more about fandoms just being fandoms#and like....what if they werent though#these patterns migrate from one to another as fans migrate from fandom to fandom bringing their bullshit with them#like do people never get tired of just trying to call DIBS and claim fandoms for themselves while shutting out anyone else#who might have a lot to fucking offer if you werent being so gd intent on staking a claim instead of sharing perspectives#and exploring new possibilities?#and I know not everyone links certain problems with racist homophobic and other behaviors to my own issues with dark fic and rape and#abuse apologia but I do inherently see it as sharing large portions of venn diagrams even though I do not consider being a survivor to be#something that demarcates privilege in the way that axes of identity do#as its situationally based rather than inherently identity based#but the way it can affect and shape large parts of peoples' identities begets commonalities#but my point is just.....a big part of why I so often lump it in is specifically because of how people react to these things or#defend against criticism across the board#like most people know my stance on censorship and how my blood boils when its people who are throwing accusations of#censorship at those raising criticisms....#but the point is just.....think about what censorship actually IS in all practical senses of the word#its about shutting down conversations. limiting the flow of information the sharing of perspectives and experiences#THATS WHAT MAKES IT BAD#now......what about criticism inherently lends itself to any of those things if you DONT accept as a foregone conclusion that criticism#is only ever offered up in bad faith and meant as a silencing tactic#instead of just a request or offered avenue of ways for things to be done better rather than not at all?#who is ACTUALLY out here trying to shut down convos and limit possibilities?#is it really the people being critical of fandom behaviors and trends?#or the ones doubling down at the first hint of any criticism and aggressively ramping up how frequently and visibly they engage in#the criticized behaviors in efforts to drive people away or as a silencing tactic of their own?#just saying
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obaex · 1 year ago
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pinch me - jj maybank
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summary: when you turn 17, your body begins to mirror anything that happens to your soulmate, but with so many marks and bruises, why is yours so hard to find?
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a/n: happy obx writing week! this is for day 1: au with jj! thank you to the lovely @surftrips for planning this event. this fic's a little different, but i am simply a sucker for a soulmate au. italics are jj's perspective. ♡
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The flowers bloomed on your skin like a tattoo, delicate but dark. Large roses, orchids, lilies and daffodils tangled with leaves to form a winding pattern that started on your hand before appearing on your arm. You lifted your shirt to see them swirl on your ribs, near your stomach. It was mesmerizing to watch, beautiful, hypnotizing even, the sensation felt like a pleasant tingle beneath your skin that now danced on your cheek, around your eye. You lay down on your bed, closed your eyes, and willed the patterns to disappear by morning.
You knew when you turned 17 that this could happen, that your body would begin to mirror any impact on your soulmate’s skin, so you weren’t necessarily surprised. What did surprise you was the frequency with which the marks appeared, their breadth, their size. Your chest ached with the knowledge that whoever your heart was tethered to underwent physical pain on a regular basis.
You searched for your other half eagerly, knowing they wouldn’t be hard to find: a split lip, a black eye, bruised knuckles, but of course there was no one that looked like that on Figure 8. Your friends sought out their matches based on the occasional skinned knee, maybe a broken finger playing lacrosse; when they asked you about it, you lied and said you hadn’t felt anything yet, too heartbroken to share the truth and the fact that your person was nowhere to be found.
When your best friend Sarah Cameron found her match, you couldn’t help but be happy for her, even though she had found him on the wrong side of the island. She and John B began spending every day together; you were lucky if you could steal her away for an afternoon at the beach, and even then, she spent every moment gushing about him. Before long she was begging you to come hang out with him and his friends. You were undeniably skeptical, but by now your own flowered marks had stopped appearing and even though you knew that was a good thing for your other half, in a way you missed them, missed the connection, the reminder that someone out there was meant for you. You needed something to distract you, and John B and his friends proved to be the perfect distraction, especially JJ Maybank.
You and JJ fell into an immediate friendship that was unlike any you’d had before. Frankly, it shocked the other pogues – what could a marina rat and a kook princess possibly have in common? On the surface, the answer was nothing, but it’s like you just clicked right from the first day you met. You were always laughing at each other’s jokes, tears brimming your eyes, unable to catch your breath no matter how stupid they seemed to everyone else. You would finish each other’s sentences, you could read into each other’s emotions, able to understand one another when words fell short, ready with a hug or a smile when they needed it most. You had a casual intimacy, your head resting on his shoulder when you watched a movie, him always needing to have the seat next to you whether in the twinkie or in the back yard at the chateau, you permanently wearing at least one article of his clothing at any given time. You were having fun, your time with JJ distracting you from the loneliness you had felt before.
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Everyone had become so obsessed with this soulmate thing - JJ didn’t think it was even real. He had never felt a thing, grateful at least that that meant his soulmate had a life very different from his own. But, why did people care so much? He had seen and heard John B go on and on about it, but all he wanted to do was ignore it, convinced that that kind of thing just wasn’t meant for someone like him.
He never knew if his parents had had it, and even if they did, what good had it done them? His mom left and his dad was gone now too, having finally taken off for the Yucatan months ago. Good riddance.   
No, JJ preferred to focus on what he could control, to believe what was right in from of him, and for now that was Y/N. He wasn’t sure what a girl like that was doing hanging around with a pogue like him, but he wasn’t going to question it, grateful for every day he got to spend with her. He loved the way she made him feel, like he was always the center of her attention no matter what was going on around them - he’d never had that before, had never been someone’s first priority. He loved the way she would laugh uncontrollably with him, how big her smile got, how her nose would crinkle. He loved the way she curled into his arms when she had a bad day, seeking him out for comfort and reassurance; he loved knowing he could be that for somebody. He loved when she leaned on him when they watched movies, how sometimes her eyelids fluttered closed and she’d breath heavily against him, wrapping her arms around him in her sleepy state – that was his favorite.
The funny thing was, she didn’t seem to believe in this soulmate thing either, never chiming in when the inevitable conversation came up. And that made him feel like maybe he had a chance. He tried every day to muster the courage, to find the right words to say to ask her out, which is where his mind wandered while he spent the afternoon at work at the marina, pissed that he was missing a day on the boat with her.
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The HMS Pogue bobbed gently to the rhythm of the waves as John B and Pope cast their rods into the water. You, Sarah and Kie were lying on the bow, soaking in the scorching rays of the sun as sweat dripped down your body.
“OK, I’m getting in the water, it’s too damn hot” Kie said resolutely, standing up.
“Yes please” you said, jumping up, pulling off your sunglasses and diving in, beating her to the punch.
The salt water cooled your skin immediately, bringing instant relief. You let out a sigh as your head breached the surface and you began to float on your back. It was only a moment before you felt something slimy and looked around you to see you had jumped right into a school of jellyfish. You tried to swim away, shrieking, before they began to sting you, their barbed tentacles attaching to your side as you tried to knock them away and scrambled back to the boat. You pulled yourself shakily out of the water, tenderly feeling the burns on your skin as tears overflowed in your eyes.
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JJ was spraying down the latest kook yacht to pull into the marina, washing and rinsing mindlessly, his thoughts drifting to you and back again when he felt an itch on his side. He scratched it absentmindedly, attempting to ignore it when it persisted in a tingling feeling. He rubbed it harder before finally lifting his shirt to see a tattooed pattern of vines winding up his side. He shoved his shirt down and looked around, hoping nobody had seen. He dropped the hose in his hand and stumbled inside before he pulled his shirt off to inspect his skin more closely. He was mesmerized by the sensation and the pattern on his skin, his heart racing with excitement until he realized what this meant, his joy waning as his sympathy grew for this person he didn’t even know. He pressed his hand against the vines, like he could make them stop, but they persisted. He could hear his boss yelling for him, so he quickly pulled his shirt back on, his head spinning as he went back to work.
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The rest of the afternoon and evening you walked around gingerly, icing your side, putting ointment on it, but nothing seemed to quell the burning sensation of the barbs in your skin. You pulled on one of JJ’s soft, oversized sweatshirts and a pair of shorts and joined your friends in John B’s backyard, trying to focus on anything else to forget the pain you were in.
Thankfully, JJ showed up right after his shift. You had missed him all day, wishing he had been out on the boat with you; he would have known just what to say, how to make you laugh, exactly how to make you feel better, and that’s all you wanted right now.
He settled into his chair beside you, but didn’t meet your gaze, didn’t acknowledge you at all; he looked a thousand miles away.
“Hey, you okay?” you asked, picking up on his demeanor immediately.
“Hmm?” he said, glancing at you quickly before looking away. In truth, he couldn’t stop thinking about the tingling on his side, which had started to fade, but that he could still feel. He looked back at you, examining you. You were perfectly fine. No one had hurt you, you weren’t in pain, and he was overwhelmingly grateful for that, but at the same time, selfishly, he knew that that meant that you weren’t his, weren’t the one for him and it crushed him.
He looked at you with sad eyes, his ocean blues scanning yours, opened his mouth like he wanted to say something before shutting it, shaking his head and ignoring you, choosing to focus on the beer in his hand instead.
You scrunched your face in response, hurt by his dismissal, especially after the day you'd had. You had been so sure he would make you feel better, that he would pull you into his arms and tell you everything was going to be okay, and now he wouldn’t even talk to you.
“Okay then” you said, standing up quickly, wanting to put some distance between you before your emotions got the best of you. “Anyone need another drink?” you asked as you made your way inside. John B shook his near-empty can in the air and you nodded, turning quickly so no one would see the tears in your eyes as you slammed the door behind you.
“What was that about?” John B said as he looked over at JJ.
JJ just shook his head and shrugged, trying to shake off your reaction, his feelings, and failing miserably.
“She seemed upset” Kie pushed, not used to seeing the two of you at odds with each other, ever. “You could at least try to be nice to her, Jayj, she had a shitty day.”
“Pfft understatement of the year” Pope agreed as he took a swig of his beer, “she put up a tough front but I’ve never seen stings that bad before, had to be the man-o-wars, she jumped right into them.”
JJ’s ears perked up. “What?” he asked, trying to catch up.
“She got stung, asshole, like fifteen times” Kie replied, gesturing to her side.
The same side where JJ’s skin still tingled.
JJ’s mouth ran dry and he could feel his heart start to hammer in his chest. It couldn’t be… could it?
He stood up, dropped his beer at his feet and ran after you.
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“Y/N!!” he called as soon as he was inside, nearly tripping over the furniture on his way to reach you in the kitchen.
You were leaning with your back against the counter, your eyes meeting his as you wiped at your tears, not wanting him to know how upset he’d made you.
“You’re – Pope said – you – today ���“ he stumbled over his words as he gestured outside and then to you.
You looked at him, utterly confused.
He shook his head, trying to clear it as he ran his hands through his hair, willing his heart to slow down just enough for him to get his words out.
“Today. You got stung. A-Are you okay?” he said through labored breath.
You shrugged, still angry with him. “I’m fine” you said.
“Nah, don’t do that, don’t play it off, Pope said it was bad, worst that he’s seen in a long time. C-Can I see?” he asked.
You didn’t know what good it would do at this point but you set your drink down and tenderly reached for the bottom of your sweatshirt, lifting it up to expose the angry red skin on your side, wincing slightly as your fingers grazed it.
JJ stepped closer to you, one hand on your stomach, the other on your hip, careful to avoid touching your wounds as he looked closely at it, then at you. He felt his breath hitch as his emotions overwhelmed him at the thought of this happening to you. You immediately registered the sympathy in his eyes and the fact that he seemed completely distraught, his own eyes nearly brimming with tears.
“Hey, I’m alright, it’s alright, J” you said, not fully grasping the look in his eyes.
He took his hands away, but didn’t step back from you as he lifted his own shirt. You could make out the faint remains of a twisted pattern of vines that ran up his side. Your hands flew to your mouth in shock.
“JJ…” you cautioned. Despite how much you desperately wanted this to be true, you both knew that this could be a coincidence, that that happened all the time. Your eyes met his and you could see the longing shining in them as they met yours, unwavering.
“Pinch me” he said, holding out his arm.
“What?” you asked.
“Pinch me, hard, do it,” he said again, pushing his arm closer to you.
Part of you wanted to know the truth, needed to know the truth, but a larger part of you was scared, horrified for this be a coincidence, and what that would mean for both of you. The idea that JJ might not be yours had your chin wobbling as you looked at him.
“Please, gorgeous, I need to know” he said, his voice a hoarse whisper.
You reached out tentatively and pinched the skin on his forearm hard enough to leave a pink mark where your fingers had squeezed. Within seconds you could feel the tingle on your own skin, your emotions bubbling up as you laughed and then cried, JJ grabbing you by the shoulders, desperately trying to read your emotions as you pulled up your sleeve to reveal the rose that had bloomed on your own arm, matching his own. He looked down as tears welled in his own eyes.
“D-Do it again” he said, now that he could see it, holding out his arm.
“JJ” you said through your tears, urging him to accept what was in front of him.
“Do it again” he said, and as you pinched him a daisy bloomed next to the rose, leaves tangling together. He watched the pattern, willing himself to accept that this was much more than a coincidence, to accept that he could have this, have you, that you were made for him.
He pulled you into his arms, burying his head in your shoulder as you shook, your arms circling him and hands grasping the back of his shirt like a lifeline, unwilling to let him go.
“My God, oh my God” he muttered next to you as he rocked you back and forth.
“W-wait” you said, pulling back reluctantly to look at him. His eyes were blown wide, totally focused on you.
“What is it, beautiful?” he asked and your heart skipped a beat at the nickname.
Your hand came up to cup his face. “Last year” you whispered, tracing your finger under his eye, across his cheek, running it over his lips, tracing all the places you seen flowers on your own skin. He hung his head, pressing his forehead to yours.
“My dad” he said simply in reply as he realized, reluctantly, that you now knew better than anyone what he had been through.
“I’m so sorry” you whispered.
“It’s okay. I’m okay now” he reassured you as his hands reached up to cup your face. “You have nothing to apologize for.”
You nodded as your eyes met his, your mind still reeling, trying to piece together what was in front of you: this boy, with his long hair, his tender eyes, his perfect smile, his infectious laugh, his warm hugs was it, was yours, forever. You smiled at him and he smiled at you as his mind pieced together the same thing.
“How did I get so lucky?” he asked and you laughed in response. “I wanted it to be you. From the moment I met you, I wanted this” he said. You nodded vigorously in agreement, your instant connection so many months ago making so much sense now.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked quietly.
You nodded more vigorously as he brought your lips to his.
He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in you, but was reassured by the fact that he’d have eternity to do so as he pressed his lips softly to yours, savoring the feeling, and the way you pressed into him, opening up to him almost immediately, grasping his shirt and pulling him against you, against the counter as you hummed in response, your pain long forgotten as the pleasure of his body, his heart beating against your own took over. He ran his fingers into your hair as his tongue tangled with yours and he swore nothing in the world would ever compare to this.
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rooksamoris · 8 months ago
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i have one more request to get to, but i started working on a leona fic about the shuka, a traditional piece of dress common with the maasai people of kenya and tanzania. the shuka is a patterned cloth that one is to wrap around their body, and it is common the color red, which symbolizes strength and courage, and it is the clothing common among the warriors of the maasai people, who have been famous for their prowess for centuries. the maasai people speak maa which is in the nilotic language family group. my personal headcanon is of leona speaking swahili, which is a bantu language, but that's just because of my bias since im more familiar with swahili. similar to scarabia, savannaclaw could be based on anything since all we really know about the lion king is that it is most likely in east africa which is home to many countries with many languages and ethnic groups. leona could be maasai or he could be from one of the bantu groups. anyways!!
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the shuka is known to be worn by the warriors of the group, who are also famous for being able to kill lions, despite the animal's strength and the threat they pose. they say that the bright red color can scare lions away once they see it. my fic is basically yuu wearing it in an attempt to scare leona and leona calling them stupid (its more than that i swear) <3
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krchar · 3 months ago
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Introducing: My Basiliadean Headcanons II
Ok... this is part II of my overthinking... (part I) it is so long, it is only for the strong with the brainrot
I gave some issues too much thought when writing my fics
5. Basiliade and romantic love This is quite an issue, when you dive into Basiliade for the ships lol.. so I thought about it damn lot So.. we see Orube is surprised at the huge role of romantic love in the lives of Earthlings.
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We also know that Basiliade, at least in elite classes, is quite a strict society based on firm hierarchies, not very prone to attachment – as is seen in the memory of Orube's father (the guy is hot tho)
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although the society might clearly favour other kinds of attachment and love – like that between master and apprentice (and Orube is also surprised the girls seem to put love before friendship sometimes). It is possible that romantic love is just not as important in the society - even on Earth it had a lesser role at times, than the extreme one it has now in the Western media. It can also be looked down upon, as drawing a person from more important spheres of life. When I wrote H/Y, I presumed their relationship would be secret - I joked on everyone actually having an inkling in the Garden, cause I thought the reality of such society is always different than the ideal - but generally I kept love as something you are not open about. Of course, H/Y are two males, so it might have appeared as an issue of homophobia - as it is common to presume homophobic tendencies for any made up world. My reasons for their secrecy and restraint were actually more complex, but I regrettably might not have made it very clear - although I have some, eh, WIPs mentioning hetero relations of warriors as problematic, too. Still, to add some self-reflection, I suppose including the secrecy might’ve felt natural to me, because I have the homophobic trope internalized like most people. But my reasons were 1) The society viewed as strict, non-individualistic and focusing on other spheres. Basiliade comes from the comics’s orientalistic tropes, so I think it is based on these classic patterns emphasized in Western portrayal of the Far East. Still, I keep thinking of a 17th century Chinese play that I have seen years ago, a story of two lovers divided by dramatic events and seeking each other - then meeting with all the drama, then a monk tells them their love means nothing - and they realize she is right and stop feeling the love. As a then ca. 15 yo European, I was shocked. Still I felt like - oh, yeah, the Far East, classic - bc I am a Westerner, like the authors of the comics. 2) Warrior lifestyle - I see masters as an icon of the strict society - they live for a task and they subordinate their personal desires to it. Note e.g. the hints of Orube's difficult and humbling training, her painful parting from her family, which refuses to acknowledge her pain, Yarr's self-diminishing after an apparent mistake etc. I mean, there's this:
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but I think this refers to a bit of a different level - keeping your values, your identity, but not being self-centered. In a fic I also followed Orube's unfamiliarity with love and made Yarr a bit confused about his crush, although now I think that at his age (ca. 39 then), he might have had a better idea... but I also made it specific to his warrior life, that he is just not used to love, although he does know it from theatre - cause I think it might have a role, but it is problematic, unofficial, left for art, fringe culture, stories of old times and not the present. And definitely not for the daily life of masters. 3) For masters also the rank must play a role - and this could be extended to class in the general society. Strong hierarchies commonly build great barriers between people. Specifically H & Y in my story are divided by several years in duty, but much more by those two cursed years of them being master and apprentice, which, apparently, might connect and divide you at once, for life. Even in canon, it is interesting, how Y. keeps the custom of respect, when they meet, even though by now he may just as well have a rank much higher than H had, when he had left. Y. keeps this mostly formally, while they seem to speak quite equally at times, but it is there. H. was once his superior, and so he is forever. I hc that, generally, in such society, love over the borders of class would not be favoured, and for masters difference of rank would make the situation even more problematic, than it already is.
Still this all is based on the orientalistic trope - it is not impossible that some masters were quite unhinged and nobody cared.. or that, as I mentioned, the society had a certain facade, but inside everything was very different - I think I was using the latter idea mostly
Well but... these were my thoughts.. yours?
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a-e-redacted · 16 days ago
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I kind of always wondered in your fic why Eda has let Moon live in the owl house when it makes King sort of clearly uncomfortable and puts him in an inherently unsafe position. I know Eda also can’t really take Moon somewhere else and I feel that but I think King is never 100% safe if Moon is just there. I think Moon could totally kill King (again) thinking he’s getting a rise out of him and only realize what he’s done after the fact, and IF he managed to bring King back through some means he’d never be allowed near him again.
I think it’s a combination of being too far into bringing Moon into the family by now, along with an (un)healthy dose of denial on Eda’s part. She has good intentions and is a fierce mama witch but that doesn’t mean she’s thought everything through or makes the right call in every case. While Eda isn’t intentionally repeating the patterns of her mother, she might do well to be a bit more cautious.
Now that King and Moon have had a bigger fight, it’s an issue she’ll find harder to ignore.
And I say this with all the love and affection in the world for Eda Clawthorne. She’s one of my favorite characters of all time in any media ever, I relate to her a tremendous amount and most of this fic is from her POV.
But MoonShadow was never meant to be a clean cut story of morally pure characters doing morally pure things. It’s a messy story of flawed people doing their best to navigate life in unstable circumstances. Sometimes they succeed, sometimes they fuck up.
Not gonna’ lie, I wrote and rewrote the latest chapter (64) multiple times over the past five and a half months, trying to get just the right amount of nuance. It’s a different dynamic than we see in a lot of portrayals of King and The Collector and I worried that I might upset readers by their antagonistic interactions in this chapter.
Moon and King are foils to each other, and I wanted to stay true to the complexity of their relationship in the MoonShadow verse. Since the fic was drafted before season three, the Archivists aren’t really a component of the story of the Titan Trappers. Their inclusion in canon drastically changes The Collector’s position in the conflict and simplifies the redemption process.
Without that aspect in MoonShadow…it’s a lot messier.
I do think Moon has a few more inhibitions than they did since they did experience King dying once before and were traumatized by it. That, along with the house rules helps keep Moon in check somewhat, but their extremely volatile personality does have a tendency to get the best of them at the worst possible times.
Unfortunately Moon still hasn’t quite learned the concept of compassion for others. How they treat Starfishie is especially indicative of this, I think.
Moon’s “concern” for King’s well-being is strictly because of how it makes THEM feel personally. Their protectiveness towards the Owl Family is possessiveness of those who make THEM feel cared for and provide THEM with affection. It’s still all based on what Moon is getting out of it.
King has some extremely valid concerns and reservations about sharing his house and family with The Grand Huntsman themself, but he doesn’t necessarily hate them - despite his recent outburst.
He’s as fascinated by Moon as he is afraid of them, and he does feel for and relate to them. After all, he did release them for a second time, bringing them physically to the Owl House. However he’s also aware that this would be considered unbecoming for a Titan, and he’s desperately trying to live up to his legacy.
King has always been someone with a penchant for extreme dramatics (he actually has this in common with Moon) and it stands to reason that this would manifest in different ways as he moves into adolescence. He has a lot of complicated emotions regarding Moon and it was simpler just to attack them and yell at them (again, for reasons that are very much justified).
Now, however, at the end of the chapter, King is starting to rethink some things.
And WOW, this got long. But thank you so much for the ask. MoonShadow has been such a fun story to write and it makes me happy to know that it’s made you ponder things enough to take the time to share your thoughts!
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miscfandomgifimagines · 2 years ago
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Random Lyle HCs
These are purely selfish sfw headcanons of my favorite blue boy. I’m not personally really familiar with the Avatar lore so I’m just going off my own imagination on some stuff. Also not sure how I want to go about my smut hc/fic for him so I’m stalling by writing this lol. I’m hoping to have some free time later this week to sit down and write some more, but I can’t make any promises. I’m really torn because all of my writing so far is done with my human oc as the base of my headcanons and I’m not sure if people would read my stuff if I used my oc and not reader inserts. Let me know if you have a preference one way or the other, maybe it’ll help me figure out what to do.
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* Lyle is the type of person who would carry around a picture of someone close to him wherever he goes. The specific picture of you that he carries around? It’s a mirror selfie where you and Lyle are standing in front of the mirror flexing your biceps with a huge grin on both of your faces. Every time he looks at the picture he feels comforted. I don’t feel like the other recoms would make fun of pictures like this because everyone has someone special in their life that they would want by their side during rough moments.
* I feel like Lyle would be the type of person who wouldn’t mind reading, maybe not college textbooks or romance novels. But magazines about cars, fitness, guns, or anything similar? Loves them and reading them is one of his favorite low-energy hobbies.
* Lyle actually thinks most of Pandora’s wildlife is pretty cool. Back on Earth a lot of animals had died out so there really wasn’t anything aside from the occasional house pets. (*Not super familiar with the lore of Avatar’s Earth so idk if this is even accurate but just roll with it*) Obviously has a very healthy fear of most of the things crawling around in the jungle but every time he sees a cool lizard or even those monkeys he always stares for a bit. His favorite animal on Pandora? Ikran, his specifically. He thinks they are dope as hell and loves how vibrant the patterns are. Flying is just an added bonus.
* Still dedicated to his mission but finds his mind wandering about other possibilities such as what would happen if they fail again. He’s weirded out by being in an Avatar body the way it is now and the idea that all his memories are on a data stick in someone’s lab somewhere makes him uneasy. He doesn’t want to die but has the sinking feeling that the RDA would keep bringing everyone back as many times as it would take to finish business so to speak.
* Not one to believe in happy endings, especially after everything he’s been through but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be a nice change. Your presence through the readjustment period was a godsend and he’s crossing his fingers that you’ll get to keep in touch even as the mission progresses. Sometimes in the morning, he’ll just stare at you in the kitchen while you make yourself breakfast almost like if he moved his eyes from your frame you would disappear. When you catch him staring you make fun of him a little bit. “I’m not going to share if you keep staring like that.” Or “Why don’t you make yourself useful and start washing some of the dishes if you’re just going to sit there ogling.”
* Doesn’t like sharing even with the other recoms, but he makes an exception for Z-Dog simply because she’s the only one he trusts not to break his stuff. Quaritch is usually a no too surprisingly unless it’s necessary for the mission or to maintain a decent relationship. Gets kind of possessive over his stuff just because he hates when people take his stuff and don’t put it back.
* Lyle likes to listen to music when he’s at home base during his downtime. Whether that’s just by himself in his room, out in the common quarters with the gang, or in the science loft with you while you play your own music. I feel like he’d be the type to like mainly rock music personally, but he doesn’t make too much of a fuss about what other people are playing as long as it’s disrupting the quiet. I could totally see him branching out to metal music when he’s in the gym cuz it hypes him up.
* He’s surprisingly decent at braiding his own hair but insists that you do it when he gets out of the shower. He’ll sit on the floor crisscrossed in front of the couch and nestles between your legs, enjoying the warmth that comes from your skin. Sometimes after a stressful day, you spend a little bit of time massaging the back of his neck and the area around his queue gently and he just about melts every time. Also loves it when you sing to him while you comb and braid his hair.
* Sometimes if he doesn’t want your bonding session to end he’ll purposely make it harder for you by moving or swiveling his head around (to your annoyance). “Seriously, sit still! You are such a toddler. You want your shit fixed or what?” You smack him on the side of his head and he lets out a snort. “I thought we agreed to no hitting outside of the bedroom?” You let out a huff and tug his queue a bit. “I never agreed to that, especially not with how annoying you can be.”
* Hates going up into the science loft since the ceilings are shorter than the main level and he smacks his head into the lights and stuff but does it anyway to spend time with you. He’s a pretty selfish person and prefers to have his time with you be just the two of you. He’ll sit on the floor next to your desk and make small talk with you while you work on your projects. When he thinks you’ve been sitting for too long he makes you get up and go down to the kitchen where he’ll make you a snack and have you do some stretching.
* After a long day of you at your desk he loves to go into your room and stretch out (as best he can) on your bed. You like to complain that he messes up your pillows but you really don’t mind it. Lyle likes to pull you onto the bed with him and squishes you against his chest. When it’s just the two of you he doesn’t bother holding back his purrs because he knows you like them, but in front of the group he does his best to quiet it. You’ll usually stay cuddled up together until it’s dinner time or someone calls for him.
* I also think Avatars have scent glands just like normal kitties so when he rubs up against your belongings like your bed or your clothes he’s literally marking you as yours. As a “scientist,” you already knew about this, but you were a bit surprised to catch Lyle marking up the stuff in your room. He was a bit embarrassed when you caught him the first time, but continues to do it to the annoyance of the other recoms.
* I feel like Lyle wouldn’t mind cooking because it’s a necessary life skill to have and he’s pretty good at it. Hunting on Pandora would be a breeze for him. The fresh meat coupled with the veggies growing from your aquaponics would make a damn good meal. I feel like there are also a lot of weird recipes he follows, kinda like what broke college kids/ prison inmates would do (Ramen noodle burritos anybody?). Loves being able to “provide” for you which sounds silly but is always happy to cook for you, especially when you’re busy doing other things.
* Keeps his belongings and room pretty tidy. He’s not one to leave his stuff lying out which makes rooming with him preferable to the others, as you tend to trip on their stuff when they drop it all over the shack. Lyle catches wind of your annoyance and starts shoving stuff into the recom’s rooms so you have a clean living space to walk through.
* Likes helping you out in the gardens, whether it’s the native Pandoran patch outside the shack or the Earth one inside the outbuilding. You and your friend grow a variety of food found on Earth since you were still learning how to adapt to the foods on this planet. You head out each afternoon to check the crops and scribble notes down about the progress and Lyle likes to sneak strawberries when he thinks you aren’t looking.
* Lyle likes to make himself useful however he can whether that’s doing the heavy lifting, reaching for high objects, or fixing stuff around the shack. Does chores without being told to which was a pleasant surprise when you caught him outside fixing the rainwater basin. Loves helping out even more when you reward him with kisses and praise afterward even if he gets teased for kissing ass from the others.
* Hates when he has to leave for extended periods of time as he’s always worried about your safety out in the wilds. He knows he can’t get out of it so he does what he can to prepare you. “Okay so don’t go outside after dark, if you have to you both leave. One of you needs a gun and keep your-“ “Head on a swivel for any hostiles.” You give a small smile and grab his hand. “I know you’re worried, but we’re gonna be okay. You on the other hand need to promise me you’re going to come back. In one piece.” He squeezes your small hand and does his best to look sincere. “I’m always going to come back to you, no matter what happens.”
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oluka · 10 months ago
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tagged by @soliloquent-stark, thank you!
rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there’s a pattern!
In order of most recent to least recent:
The One That Got Away
Natasha’s out of her chair before Steve can fully register that her blood vial came back green.
Leaves Me Wanting More
“You’re compromised,” Romanoff tells him one day.
All's Fair...in Love and War
Tony’s wrist deep in the model Nil’s chestplate, trying to replace a fused wiring, when someone knocks at the door.
Whole Lotta Love
The ride home from the Sanctum Sanctorum was silent.
(Un)Fortunate Circumstances
Steve knew something was wrong before he even opened his eyes.
The house on fifth
It was only a matter of time, really, before Steve ended up here, staring up at the dark façade of the Stark Mansion.
lover, leave me alone and bury the ruins
It’s been five years, two months, thirteen days and nine hours since Steve killed Tony.
The Engineer
“Honey-bear, Rhodey, Rhodes, James, platypus, peanut-butter to my jam, are you sure you-“
Affliction of the Feeling
Tony took a swallow of his scotch, waiting.
Good Dragon
Tony and Steve are sitting on the couch in one of the common room of the Avengers Mountain, taking a much-needed break.
Do I notice any trends? Not sure. About half my fics are in present tense, and half in past tense. My first sentences are almost always descriptive, with the rare dialogue opening. I seem to like my commas, haha. I now realize that this was first line(s) and not first sentences, but oh well. Most of my sentences start in medias res, and in the middle of the action, too. I like to think it makes the reader interested in knowing more. I hope so.
I think a fun game to do in relation to this one is to have people try to guess what the fic is about based on just the title and first line/sentence.
I'm tagging @starvels, @dirigibleplumbing, @the-faultofdaedalus, @thahiree, @nostalgicatsea, @earliebirb, @tinystark616
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aashiyancha · 9 months ago
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Random ass fic question!
I love all the nitty gritty details that don't necessarily make it into a story, so I'm wondering if you have any particular headcanons and rules for how magic works in the Rune Factory universe when you're doing your rf5 comics?
Oh yes, superb question! Let's talk about the magic system!!!
So in my head, the magic system in the rune factory universe is very systematic and follows researched rules that people have to follow in order for a spell to successfully be performed.
In this world there are runes everywhere. They are entities that exist not entirely in the same plane as everyone else, but can still influence conditions and events that occur in the world. People are aware of their presence and have learned ways to study the rune activity/establish common patterns.
Once those patterns have been established, next they learned that by meeting certain conditions, those patterns can be mimicked via the use of spell casting. If you say X things in the correct way, Y things will happen. So, people conduct experiments and learn spells that make the runes do very specific things. It's very structured and runes will only do exactly what the spell was discovered to do and only when conducted perfectly.
So, spell books are published and people can learn how to cast magic this way. However, the effectiveness of a spell is influenced by a person's affinity to the element of a spell they are casting. Hence elemental levelling up. People tend to have inherent elemental affinities, but this can also be trained through exposure (spending more time near the element for example)
So those are 2 things people have to practice in order to be able to successfully cast a spell: the enchantment and their affinity.
People are limited with how much spell casting they can do based on the amount of rune energy their body is able to store. This is not something that can be trained (at least within the confines of the human lifespan) so at the very least, human characters are a bit limited in their ability to use magic.
Most people tend to learn a couple of simple spells that match their inherent affinity simply out of exposure but for the most part, spell casting is commonly done only by people with high runic stores (Earthmates are a good example of this)
And speaking of Earthmates, now's a good time to segway to one of our outlier Earthmates: Ares.
If Ares was born earlier in the the rune factory universe, I wouldn't consider him much of an outlier. However during the present time of rune factory 5, society has been becoming more modernized post fall of Sechs Empire. A lot of people have been losing touch with the runes and can't see them anymore. With that, magic has become more structured and industrialized than ever.
(I based this off of the fact that runey days were a thing in rf4 that didn't carry over into rf5; On especially energy filled days, townsfolk of rf4 would talk about seeing runeys but none of the townsfolk ever talk about seeing runeys in 5 so I decided that means people can't see them anymore)
Unlike most people in present time, Ares can still see the runes and is very in touch with the energy circulating around him. Because of that, he can actively listen to what the runes are saying to him. If he can clearly imagine what he wants to have happen happening, he can copy the flow of the runic energy around him to make that imagining a reality.
So rather than using structured spells, Ares can essentially create a unique spell for every situation he is in and get very specific results.
This is the biggest difference between his spell casting abilities and Alice's. Being Earthmates, they both have a practically unlimited supply of runes and can keep casting without much need to replenish, but Alice isn't able to see the runes so she has to follow instructions from a spell book to make a spell work. Ares can create new spells on the spot that are perfectly specific to the exact situation he is in and can rarely be used anywhere else.
I would put our 2 dragon sisters in this category too. While Livia hasn't demonstrated much magic use, if she did I would assume she would do so in a very similar way to Ares. Radea's strategy is just scream her runes at people so if she had any other goal other than to hurt people with her magic, it would probably manifest like this as well.
Lastly, Lucas. Because he is considered a god in the story I basically give him carte blanche. He can kinda just do whatever he wants in the story and rules that aren't his own don't apply to him.
Thanks for this question! I've been meaning to get around to talking about the magic system and this gave me the perfect opportunity to get started! Hope this lore dump made sense XD
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hijinks-n-lowjinks · 18 days ago
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for the get to know your fic writer:
How do you choose which POV to write from?
Cltr+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up.
Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?
Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?
What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?
7. How do you choose which POV to write from?
I typically plot out what I want to happen first before I decide on a pov! Whatever character is the most interesting to see this plot point from is who I pick, but there has been many times where I change povs simply because the chapter wasn't working while trying to go with my original idea lol.
10. Ctrl+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up.
Crazy enough, I don't have "blinks" currently written anywhere in chapter 2 right now or on my outline for it! Not even "blink", I'm sorry!
18. Do you title your fics, before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?
The idea and the title almost always go hand and hand with each other. 9 out of 10 times I've come up with an idea for a fic because of a song I listened to, and I generally pick a title based on that song lol. Sometimes the lyric I choose is debated, but otherwise I have it almost immediately.
Currently for my vamp au I'm writing I'm having a tough time deciding on chapter titles though.
20. Have you noticed any patterns in your fic? Words/expression that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
My friend @philosophiums recently brought up that I tend to repeat phrases or sentences in my works, but with the second mention taking on an entirely new meaning to either emphasize or contrast the first mention. I typically do that completely by accident, but hey, I'll take it as a pattern lol.
40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?
I've been blessed enough to have two wonderful artists draw scenes for me, one from my post canon fic and one from my college au!
I have no specific scenes in mind, I would just love to see what scene it was that inspired them to create fanart at all!!!!
42. What's the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?
The last fic I read was i wanna throw the apple (into the sky) by @sunnyyflowerrs! I actually beta read for this fic and I very much enjoyed it lol, I prompt everyone to read this for some good guardian gojo/stsg and fushiguro kids content!
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importantdestinydefendor · 9 months ago
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I have a random Firelight AU question for you, if you don't mind! Maybe it will be come up in future chapters so feel free not to spoil if you want to save it for then, but: what do the Parsians think when they see Azar's horse Zaal? I assume spots are common to this Maaren type of horse, but presumably not so often seen in Pars (it may be present in the genepool but none of the horses we've seen in the manga have that leopard spotting pattern).
Parsians are an equestrian people so I have no doubt they'd be checking out other people's mounts, especially a mysterious delegate from another nation. Actually, I'm getting sidetracked now but I also wonder what the general Parsian opinion about Maar is?
(I'm definitely curious to know what Daryun thinks about Zaal but I'm sure your fic will give us his thoughts on the matter at some point, lol. Let's hope Zaal and Shabrang get along well!)
Okay, I actually have not thought about this at all, so thank you for being my brain and asking this questions!
Zaal was, if I remember what I said about him correctly, mostly bred for heavy farming. And since he is in a rather mountany terrain, he has a lot more muscle and fat to keep him warm in the colder climate. His breed was already on the island when the Maarer came over from Mayram (that is also where their name came from and their "main-god"). And because the breed found in the mountains is very strong and resiliant, they were chosen for the heavier load of farming. They are usually not used for riding.
Theyr fur pattern came to be so that the horses were not as visable to preditors when heavy snowfall acurse or they had to hide in not dangerous snow drifts (at least for the horses mostly in the mountains, the ones in the more flat terrain obviously evolved a little differently). And Zaal is suppose to be completelly white - but I couldn't find pictures actual full white Noriker horses (that is the in reality breed i based Zaal on.)
The Maarer usually use more slim horses or those bred for speed and agillity for travelling and - most importantly - the militery. Some were already on the island in the grasslands (the area between the more "beachy" terrain and the mountains) others they brough with them from Maryam.
As for the Parsians, they don't really see the other types of breeds Maar has besides the ones the merchants and military uses - so similar to theirs. The only difference is that Maaren horses are generally more on the sturdier side due to the big differences in climate and terrain in their habitat.
Also, on what they think about Maar as a whole, the normal parsian citizen thinks of this really tiny kingdom that someday just popped up and is rising amonst the internatonal traders. Since it is still rather young as a kingdom, there is not much known about it. Only that they are very welcoming to everyone, allow every religion and belief and - how outlandish - have no actual slave system (this information is not as well known amongst the normal folk, more amongst nobelity and merchants.)
And their wine is very good as are their metals. Since those are their maingoods. That they also use magic is seen as just a rumor to explain how they are so good at defending themselfs and are so quick to arrive everywhere.
Now to Daryun. Since Vahriz has told him a little bit more about Maar due to his personal connection, he knows that Zaals breed is mostly used for agriculture and other heavy things. So he probably does a little double take when offically meeting Azar (I don't count Azars first introdaction as "their first meeting" since they don't actually talk or properly interact with each other). Maybe he will even ask her about it someday!
I have yet to think about such little scenes and Azars actual reason as to why she chose Zaal as her mount lol. Feel free to give me ideas! Chuck them at me!
I hope this answered your questions!
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renmackree · 1 month ago
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Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask
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Fanfiction Friday Asks: Open
🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?
The exchange that still gets me the most is in my Twilight Re-write: Werewolves at Twilight:
Stiles nodded, taking a step forward as he did. “I’ve been dreaming of you.” He said first, watching as Derek’s whole face fell into an almost relaxed state before returning to his furrowed glare. “Almost every night. And I think I know why. You have skin that’s like fire, heal like you’re indestructible, disappear once a month around the same cycle, your eyes change color when you’re angry or – or happy – You act as if you’re ravenous, eat like a beast–”
“Just say it,” Derek’s voice broke for the first time, nerves lacing the three words. “Say what I am.”
“Vampire,” Stiles said softly, trying so hard to keep himself from laughing as he watched Derek’s face morph from concern to confusion to a deadpan roll of his eyes.
“For fuck’s sake, Stiles…” Derek huffed, crossing his arms. “Really, that’s what you’re going to joke about?” -
😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?
I think a lot of my Text-based banter in A Book By Its Cover (Model) was considered playfully mean since they didn't get to SEE how Stiles and Derek grew, but I don't know if I was trying to be mean
I tend to write for me and if I like something, it will be used so if I'm mean to anyone, it's myself.
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🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.
I know I have certain patterns and mannerisms, but a trope I love is "fake dating but we're actually both into each other" or "both pining but won't tell the other". I'm a huge fan of mutual love but not talking about it. I think I've written that almost as much as Magical Stiles. I want to explore it more too!
It's also common for me to have Derek really, really like eating Stiles out :D
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voxofthevoid · 10 months ago
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Hi! I've been a long time reader of your works and we have like 3 fandoms in common (jjk, yuri on ice, mcu) which is the Dream for an average fic reader like me. Thank you for putting all these out to see. I love the way you write, it really pulls me in no matter the genre. Your mind is amazing.
On to the questions:
1.I kind of want to start writing myself, do you any advice for a beginner?
2.On average, for how long are you into fandoms? How much time does it take for the brainrot to take root in your mind?
3.What kind of media do you usually enjoy?
I hope I didn't bother you. Please stay healthy and safe!
That's delightful on my end too! Love seeing cross-fandom readers. And thanks so much ❤️
1. The advice I have is mostly social and technical. In terms of the writing itself, all the reading you do is likely to give you an idea of what you want to write and how to go about it, and practice will refine the process.
Given the fandoms you've listed, you're likely already familiar with how rancid fandom spaces can get. This depends on your disposition, but being braced to deal with shitheads is important, whether that comes in the form of puriteens or entitled assholes without a brain-to-fingers filter. This is mostly a case of "do as I say, not as I do" because *gestures* you know what my online presence is like, but I'd recommend the following:
(a) Make an account just for writing that's entirely divorced from any and all IRL information or even previous fandom shenanigans. It reduces chances of people digging through your history and other such demented things.
(b) Block liberally and, failing that, be enough of a dick that people will think twice about picking a fight—the more accommodating you are, the more these fuckers will act like sharks scenting blood. There's a reason I stopped accepting tag requests, slapped CNTW on everything, and generally adopted a "my way or the highway" stance toward everything I post. The alternative isn't worth it. YMMV, of course.
(c) Write whatever you want however you want, and don't show an ounce of shame or guilt. Even if you feel it, don't show it. Fake it till you make it. Like above, it's safer than the alternative.
The technical advice is to get a copy of the Chicago Manual of Style; there's an online version, a paper version, and also good old pirating. It may look intimidating, but it's got a beautifully indexed list of damn near every grammar and punctuation element (and a lot of other stuff). I started using it for work, and while I'm way more lax with my own writing than I am with editing, the CMOS still did wonders for my general understanding of the technical side of creative writing.
2. It varies based on a bunch of factors, but my usual pattern is to spend several months just reading while the obsession grows stronger and stronger, to the point I start getting ideas. And we know what happens when I get ideas 🤣. I generally don't stay in a fandom for more than a year. But there are exceptions! I was in the MCU for some three years. I started writing for JJK less than a month after watching it (though this is mostly because I couldn't find much to read—not because fics were low in number but because I was and am extremely picky), and I'm rapidly approaching my 1.5-year mark.
3. A mix of things, but so far, fantasy is the most common theme across various media. I enjoy most subgenres of it too.
And absolutely no bother! I had fun answering, though I may have gone overboard with #1. I feel a little protective of new writers these days because I keep seeing so much vile shit happening online.
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blackjackkent · 3 months ago
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Questions!
How do you choose which POV to write from?
What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?
Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?
You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?
(Get to know your fic writer)
How do you choose which POV to write from?
It's very rarely a conscious decision, to be honest. I'll just start writing a particular idea and it usually naturally falls into a particular character's POV.
The one notable exception to this so far has been We Who Have Faced Gods; I wrote the opening 500 words or so of that fic multiple times from Hector's POV, Karlach's, AND Jaheira's, before eventually circling back around to Hector's again. XD The opening of that fic gave me fits.
What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?
I tend to write a lot of platonic stuff and I've noticed that anything that doesn't have a romance tag tends to get a LOT less attention, which is I suppose understandable but still kind of a bummer. Fault Lines is probably top of my list of things that I wish more people would run across; it's gotten a very good response from my friends who are reading it ( <3 ) but has otherwise not really made much of a noise in its landing.
This is, more or less, to be expected - Jaheira and Nine-Fingers aren't a high-throughput pairing, I think, and most people who ARE thinking about them are shipping them romantically. XD I do think I'm doing some interesting things with it and am proud of it though. :3
Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
My beta reader for Fault Lines called me out hard on Ch2 for using the word "grins" something like 16 times in it. XD We chopped most of them out, but that is definitely one of my go-to words that crops up a lot.
Overall - I think I tend to focus a lot on missing scenes and interstitial stuff, canon compliant but exploring the things we don't directly see that are implied by the canon material. The ships I write are often focused on one or more parties involved not having a fricking clue what they're doing. XD
What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?
I've talked about this before, but there's often a point partway through writing any particular piece where everything suddenly crystallizes and I go "Oh, that's what this is about." XD Usually up to that point I've had a vague idea that I'm just sort of poking at to see what comes out, which can be a fairly arduous process sometimes, so it's always a huge relief and very satisfying to see the pieces come together and make a series of words into a story.
This feeling is most pronounced when writing short one-shots and ficlets but I definitely notice it in the longer stuff too.
(One example that springs immediately to mind: this Shadowzel ficlet, which started out as kind of me aimlessly playing with the character voices right up until the point Shadowheart asked "D'you think he'd rather be called something else?" and then the whole shape of the ficlet clicked into view at once and it felt very nice. :D )
You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?
Based on the combination of Jaheira/Rasaad and the Hectorverse, it seems like you could definitely look for the presence of an emotionally reserved and romantically inexperienced monk. XD
More seriously... I think someone could probably make a decent guess at a fic being by me based on the emphasis on dialogue and character voice. I think I do have a somewhat distinct narration voice too although I'm not exactly sure how I'd define it.
The presence of Karlach or Jaheira is a strong clue. The presence of both at once is a VERY strong clue.
...Also if the fic is Jaheira/Rasaad it's DEFINITELY me because I am apparently the only person on AO3 who has ever considered the pairing. XD
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devilswalkingstick · 2 years ago
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Hope you are having a good day! If you have time, I would love your opinion on something- are there any common pitfalls you see in people writing characters with canes, or details you'd like to see more of? A character in a fic series I write uses a cane after a bad head injury that has resulted in nerve damage and motor control problems, so needs a cane or mobility aid most days. Whilst I know there must be a lot of variation amongst cane users as to how they incorporate canes into their lives, anything you think might be worth knowing to improve writing him would be wonderful!
Also, the character is a smith and absolutely forges/makes his own canes, so if you could have a cane that looked or is shaped like *anything*, what would it be?
hi hi! thanks for the question!
hmmm a big one when writing a cane user would be don't make it their Whole Character. they should be a character who also just uses a cane. don't make their disability their entire personality but still show how it affects their life (both in the use of the cane and also showing their other symptoms beyond that). also disabled characters who are just pity parties aren't fun to read for me as a disabled person.
for just casual little things, if u prop ur cane against something (especially like. a table) then it WILL fall over. this will happen and no matter how u prop it, the cane will clatter on the ground at a comedically timed moment. but also for fun uses, using my cane to drag something closer when I'm sat down and something is just out of reach! (or, bc I'm short, pulling something forward on a shelf out of my reach 😂)
also, personally, i pick out canes based on color/pattern (after first concluding it's a useable cane ofc but that seems obvious) and i personalize them as well! if he's a smith then how does ur character personalize his canes when he makes them? or does he just make them useable and not think abt it beyond that? does he have multiple canes? just a single good ol trustworthy one? what kind of handle does he prefer? does he attach a wrist strap? (all valid but it's all some things u should consider!)
also! not cane specific so not what ur asking abt but how do his motor control problems affect his smithing? my chronic illness affects my fine motor skills and causes intense muscle spasms, both of which affect my every day life. just mentioning things to keep in mind!
as for the last part of ur question, i would kill for a functional, comfortable dragon handle cane. dragon handle canes definitely exist! it's the function and comfort that's hard to find. would be great if it didn't cost an arm and a leg too lmao
my inbox and dms are always open for any other questions!
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thebroccolination · 10 months ago
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TEN OPENING LINES FROM MY TEN MOST RECENT FICS AND WHAT THEY HAVE IN COMMON
Rules: List the first line of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any.
The only thing I knew going in is that they’d all start kind of in medias res because that’s what I like reading. But I noticed something else after I compiled them all! Something really interesting that I’ll have to play with from now on.
Heart Like Gold [Be My Favorite, SOTUS, Between Us] Kawi x Pisaeng, Kongphob x Arthit, Win x Team
Kawi and Arthit are twins! WinTeam stalk a guy and fall in love about it!
Kawi’s theatrics would affect the weather.
Behold! The shortest! Followed immediately by:
quietly uncovering everything [SOTUS] Kongphob x Arthit
Anxiety and rope bondage and KongArt!
It’s fair to say that Kongphob might’ve lived his entire life under certain assumptions about sex and mental health that he passively absorbed from media or word-of-mouth if it hadn’t been for one conversation with a classmate while he studied abroad in Beijing.
The longest by far.
Gatekeeping Kawi [Be My Favorite] Kawi x Pisaeng
Pisaeng goalie-blocks Kawi’s terrible mother from contacting her son!
If Pisaeng has any major flaw he’s not working to improve, it’s that he takes full advantage of the nepotism that got him his job in order to leave work on time every day.
I just really wanted to establish immediately that this fic is about Pisaeng being both shamelessly petty and wildly protective.
Fireproof [Between Us] Win x Team
Exes-to-lovers with totally appropriate amounts of suffering!
Win ignores the sleeping couple on the chairs across from him.
He is also ignoring his Problems. (Also the couple is KawiPi. Li’l Easter egg.)
surprise me [Between Us] Win x Team
Team tries to throw Win a surprise party in another country!
It’s number forty-three on the list of facts about Win that Team keeps on his phone: Win’s never had a surprise birthday party.
I love that Team canonically has a list of things he wants to memorize about Win. Baby simp.
Sorry Meal [Be My Favorite] Kawi x Pisaeng
Kawi gets through life’s challenges by being adorable with food!
The shouting stops around noon, and they refuse to speak to each other at all for the rest of the day.
In which I celebrate that KawiPi can both be stubborn assholes and their arguments are enormous fun for me personally.
somewhere to begin [Be My Favorite] Kawi x Pisaeng
Self-indulgent post-series fluff!
Twenty minutes after arriving home to find his little family waiting for him, Kawi lets his draining body list against Pisaeng.
Because I believe down to my core that Kawi is a snuggly needy simp deep down. (He literally imagined Pisaeng model-walking toward him and said, “Please believe me that I hate this man.”)
through casual mistakes of fate [Be My Favorite] Kawi x Pisaeng
Self-indulgent ep-11 angst fluff! (It’s real, I checked!)
Pisaeng wakes up to his alarm, swipes the button on his phone screen to shut it off, and rolls out of bed—all within a few seconds.
This is the line that made me realize the thing!!!
keep me here, i'm right where i belong [Be My Favorite] Max x Queer Rights, Kawi x Pisaeng
Self-indulgent marriage equality fluff!
When true marriage equality is won, Max is the first one to deliver the news to most of his friends.
Sooort of this one?
We Must Lead by Example [Naughty Babe] Lian x Kuea
LianKuea being smug about their sex-successful marriage!
When your best friend asks you not to tell your husband something, common courtesy dictates that you honor all those days and nights of laughter and tears by keeping the secret not just in this life but in the next and whatever’s in the interim.
And this is a return to form. INTERESTING.
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So here’s the thing: most of my opening lines are, like. Observations. Team keeps a list. Pisaeng and Kawi are fighting. Pisaeng has a flaw. Kongphob learned about bondage.
Very few are action-based. Pisaeng jumping out of bed, Kawi leaning on Pisaeng, Max telling his friends that marriage equality has passed.
I’ll have to go through more of my fics to know if this is a common thing, but it feels like it! I think most of my fics begin with observations rather than actions, and maybe I’ll try it the other way for a while and see what changes!
What a fun li’l exercise. \:D/
If you noticed anything different, definitely tell me! This is fun~
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