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[Rare happy fic! This one is coppernauts, as many of them are. Er.. I guess I should mention that Good Cop is kind of gone in this au. Unfortunately, you won't be seeing him in most of my writings (which is kind of why I don't draw him often either). Original writing date was June 14th, 2023.]
Benny hummed to himself as he worked on a little side project for work. It was supposed to be some kind of techy device for navigation purposes but it wasn't going so well. He was working with technology he wasn't familiar with and it was frustrating him. Pushing himself away from his desk, Benny grumbled angrily as he walked out of his office. Bad Cop looked up from the kitchen. He was doing the dishes, like he always did after dinner.
"Going great huh?" Bad Cop asked sarcastically, but Benny didn't pick it up. He practically threw himself over the counter and whined. "No, absolutely not! I can't figure this stuff out; my "old" technology is so much better than this.. stupid thing.." he mumbled, clenching his fist like he was crushing whatever he was working on. Bad Cop laughed to himself. "I mean the spaceships have their own.. Easy little navigation system! Why do we need a new one?! I can find things just fine with it! The technology is simple and..." Benny rambled on and on as Bad Cop finished up the dishes.
He placed a hand on Benny's shoulder once he finished. "Okay okay, I get it, come here," Bad Cop said softly, walking into the living room. Benny raised an eyebrow, confused. He followed him to the couch and floated down. "What's this about?" Benny asked, scrutinizing Bad Cop's expression. Bad Cop pulled out a little box from beside the couch and handed it to Benny, whose eyes immediately lit up as he analyzed the box. "An LL928 model??" he questioned, looking up at Bad Cop, who was smiling. Benny grinned wildly. "How did you know which model I wanted?!" He floated up off the couch as he stared at the ship in the packaging. Bad Cop shrugged. "I have ears," he said casually. "This thing is expensive!!! How did.. How did you get it?!" Benny asked, now upside down as he looked at the cop. "I also have my ways," he stated calmly. Bad Cop giggled to himself as Benny spun himself around the box excitedly.
Benny's face gave all the signs Bad Cop needed. He knew Benny had a hard time saying thank you and understanding what to do with gifts. All he wanted was to see Benny's big smile and excited gestures as he stared at his prize. Surprisingly, though, Bad Cop was startled with a hug.
"Thank you!" Benny exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Bad Cop as he effortlessly floated into his lap. Bad Cop grinned. "Ahah, you're welcome!" Benny giggled uncontrollably as he released the hug, his beaming face causing the cop to melt under his touch. "I love you, Ben," Bad Cop blurted out suddenly. Benny only managed to smile harder. "I love you too," he mumbled bashfully.
Bad Cop let out a breathy laugh as Benny pushed up off of his lap and floated along the ceiling, whispering 'spaceship' to himself absentmindedly.
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writing process = painful
#ok so my writign is usually like. very silly and wordy#but lately ive been like. just bang out those tunes dude. just fucking write#so its been lacking my usual whimsy#but now im getting back into it bc im no longer in nay english classes#(guy who withdrew from english class voice)#so the whimsy is coming back#but now im going back and editing my stuff and its like#oh no the ENTIRE THING IS LACKING IN WHIMSY#IT MUST BE EDITED#so basically the mumscarian mermaid au is getting rewritten again#all 40 pages of it#good hting i have nothing to do today!!!!!!!!#HAHAH#rosie talks#help
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i keep mistaking some of ur kidxelqua art for ur grian art so i have to stop and read the captions/tags every time 😭😭 is there a fundamental difference im missing that would make it any easier
hi !!!!!!! no i understand it can be pretty confusing !! its pretty messy on my blog ahahah i'll try to explain them and their place in the AU
All the kid drawings are Xelqua ! Originally it was Grian, but as the character Xelqua developed, I changed it to him. When people send requests for kid Grian, i'm drawing Xelqua, as that is the AU.
This isn't 100% accurate as I forget to do it, but Grian and Xelqua part their hair differently, kid Xelqua does too. Xelqua's hair is always a bit longer. (Grian got a haircut when he joined the Watchers, thats why his hair parts different now in evoAU and HC, he just kept it shorter ! Xelqua used to wear his hair in a ponytail during his time with the Watchers.)
The reason why i say they're "technically the same" is bc Xelqua is just another Grian from a different timeline, he just has a different name. Xelqua only exists because this one Grian joined the Watchers, new possibilités opened new timelines, ones where he died, ones where he's a Listener instead, or ran away to different servers, or stayed. Xelqua is the only one to have reached Sainthood.
Because of this, Xelqua can hop around timelines, he usually just bugs other versions of himself, helping them, giving them tnt. He finds This Grian during s8 of HC, bugging him through the boatem void, briefly possessing him later, but hey ! water under the bridge !
Xelqua's timeline doesn't exist anymore after becoming That, but by becoming That he has essentially rewritten history in other timelines, solidifying himself as a saint of destruction, a destroyer, this is what the Watchers know him as, this is what evo Grian knew him as, even if Grian caused it--It already happened--Xelqua has always been here. (It makes Grian's head hurts when Xelqua explains this to him.)
Basically: Grian set off a chain reaction when he joined the Watchers, and that opened new universes, and in doing that, Xelqua is made.
Xelqua is powerful, but also very lonely and has a lot wrong with him, which is expected he spent many years with the Watchers. Xelqua can mimic any version of Grian he wants, but if he stays in that form for too long, he'll start to forget himself and instead think "Xelqua" is a patron, rather than himself. This is why kid Xelqua will usually praise the Saint Xelqua and be proud of his own name, he just doesn't know ! It takes a little while to remember himself and change back. This also happens in high stress, (bc of course it does, i love when a character loses control of their powers hahaha,) the memory is much worse if it happens from stress. You can't talk kid Xelqua out of this, it'll stress him out further and you'll just have a little god child throwing a temper tantrum then, never a good idea.
After s8 in HC EvoAU, Xelqua hangs around, popping up sometimes in s9, mostly in his adult watcher self. They don't get along too well at first, Xelqua has a little bit of bitterness over Grian having such a fun life, all these friends, needed, wanted..... But whatever ! Xisuma doesn't know how he keeps getting in, but Xelqua has been on good behaviour, so...... Shrug... Just let him visit sometimes....
Xelqua's version of the Watchers are gone, the unfortunate conséquences of becoming a destroyer, you kinda rip your own timeline apart. This, added with the fact that he is a cautionary tale in every other reality to Watchers, means if he tries to visit other versions of his Watcher family, they won't really know who he is, and just see something destructive and chaotic. If he wants to see Aether, he'll just... hop in a timeline and change himself into a kid and quickly forget what he's done. He's lonely, ok !!
Xelqua starts doing this kid bit on HC (late s9/early s10) too, he doesn't exactly mean to, but he does feel safe there. He eats Grian's food and takes over his couch and no one can get mad at him bc he is just a little kid--grian puts him in the corner. timeout. a few dead birds hit the roof as a result.
#KID XELQUA IS VERY MUCH YOTSUBA TO ME </33 ADGHJKAD#ask#kidxelqua#evoau#DOES THIS MAKE SENSE !!!!!!!!! i try to explain the timeline as best as i can but if its still confusing i can probably. clarify more#eovAU is 90% just my own ideas so you wont find a lot of this within Evo itself
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That tfa hypnosis au actually kind of sounds fun, especially the difference in how autobots and decepticons hypnotize. Autobots hypnotizing their wives to be pretty and dumb, just how they like, meanwhile the decepticons realize how much they love it when their wife has more spice to them. They soon realize that getting rid of their skills would be a waste.
Optimus can match Megatron in a fight, which is no easy feat. Ratchet's probably one of the only qualified doctors they have, Bulkhead is an expert with space bridges, and Prowl's a damn cyber-ninja, he'd make a great assassin and spy. (Also, Blitzwing definitely finds Bumblebee's attitude way too fun to get rid of. He prefers it over what happened to Sentinel.)
The autobots don't know how the decepticons hypnotized them into being their wives, for all they know their personalities were completely wiped and rewritten, so they treat them like poor, helpless beings. Decepticons are miffed because how dare they assume their wives are weak, but Team Prime realize the advantage this gives them, no matter how annoying.
All they need to do is act welcoming and playful, add a splash of neediness for good measure, autobots can't resist that. (Honestly, and they think the wives are the helpless ones, smh) Wait until they get closer, coax them onto the ground and remove their weapons while they're distracted, then strike.
And the autobots fall for it everytime, especially when it comes to Bumblebee. He's just so small and helpless! And the poor thing got stuck with someone like Blitzwing, how horrible! ...Bumblebee's torn between hating or loving this, because all he has to do is act bashful as he admits that he loves using his stingers, and how could they say no to his cute face? They find out too late that Bumblebee wasn't taking about him being shocked until he's unconscious.
When their husbands come back, they're either swooning or puffing up in pride.
oh yes, we've had someone bring up the difference in how the autobots and decepticons use their wifefication hypnosis before, i really do love it. The autobots erasing everything the bot was, rewriting their personality, their desires, their ambition... the decepticons, however, have no need for pretty little dolls with empty helms. they want wives, not... bimbos. Of course, the autobots aren't aware of the decepticons' preferences. When they see their soldiers separated from their decepticon husbands, they treat them like lost little things, stupid and full of cum, they need to be relocated to an autobot husband asap! Bumblebee absolutely fucks with them the most.
But i'm also (unsurprisingly) very into the thought of the autobots coming into contact with Optimus and pitying him because of his cute little baby bump... poor thing, already carrying the warlord's heir. Of course, they don't get to pity him for long before he kicks their teeth in.
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Hero's await but a deadly fate...
Yandere villian au x reader (potential series?) This is a rewritten verison
A/n note: this is a rewritten and sort of continuation to the story "Heros vs villains" by @Msmimianime all the credit amd concept go to her so please support! They're making new stories!
Summary: y/n is a pro hero in her early 20s a few years ago she found out about her classmates, teachers, and even some of the students has been in on this as well and working with the LOV!! and now a few years later you are the guardian of Eri by the hero commission and also hide from your past and a bunch of psychopaths!!
Wake up....
You kept running with a crying distressed 6-year-old sobbing in your back wondering what was going on... you trying to ignore the protest from your classmates and running by the confusing teachers seeing you run but quickly chasing after you
Wake up..
your head turned back seeing your former classmate and friend Izuku and his gang who were also your former classmates chasing after you begging you to stop and let them explain their selves your teachers their quicks to retrain you midnight with her smoke, Aizawa desperately aimed his capture weapon towards the two of you and mic telling you to stop but you didn't listen to anything they had to say you just had one goal to run to the police..
WAKE UP
"Nagh!!" You bolted up awake you saw Eri already in her school uniform glaring at you "Uh...I'm sorry.?" "You have been twisting and turning in your bed for the past 30 minutes! We got 20 mins or I'll be late" Eri puffed her cheeks out "Sorry bud I'll get ready in a jiffy" You ruffled her head and went past her to get your clothes and take a quick shower "You had that dream didn't you?" You stopped in your tracks in silence looking back to Eri worried and concerned with a soft smile "Yeah..I'll probably take something of these nightmares don't stop" you said as you walked down the hall to take a shower
After a quick shower, you quickly put on your shoes and your work uniform made breakfast for Eri and you, and went out the door and into the car...
Timeskip cause I want to
When you to work a few people stared at you with pity and confusion and worry you were confused why until you looked at the news "The famous hero known as "a puppeteer" died at the hands of the villain Izuku Midoriya and his group called the "Dekusquad" at the back of the alley in the most brutal way to go too!" You flinched when you heard those names and pictures pop up on the screen
Ochako uraraka
Asui Tsuyu
Tenya iida
Shoto Todoroki
Momo yaoyorozu
Izuku Midoriya
You stared in fear knowing that they were still out there free...ready to get their hands on you ... watching "y/n.."...waiting.her .."y/n!" Taunting you like you were some kid and waiting to nab you and snatch you-"y/n! You finally snapped out of it looking around and it was your co-worker and good friend Mirko "you ok kiddo?" She looked at you concerned "yea yea! I'm fine I'm fine!" Her worried expression quickly turned into a smile "Great! Cause me and you have a new mission we're gonna do and it involves catching dangerous villains tomorrow"
"...what?" "Yep! These villains have been killing heroes from left to right" She dropped the files of each villain their crimes, the place they've been and went to when they killed their victims and victims' bodies evidence, and more each of them having the names you knew very well unfortunately
Katsuki bakugo
Kirishima eljirou
Mina ashido
Denki Kaminari
Sero hanta
Jirou kyouka
"They also have a group..?" "Yes a group just like the "dekusquad" are apparently and it seems like most of your former classmates and teachers, the most powerful 3rd years, and even some of the 1b teachers and his students, and the LOV is also associated with this as well.." You grabbed every file to observe to see if what Mirko said was all true and a sudden chill went up your spine.
Seeing all the names and pictures of your once best friends and mentors being monsters and people becoming their victims all because of your "protection" in their vocabulary, you flipped over each page on each file seeing the names "Mei hastune, Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Ibara Shiozaki, Aizawa Shouta, midnight, thirteen, present mic, and more it was so disturbing.. so sickening that they would do this just for you!?
The paper you were holding was crumbling up in your grip shaking in anger confusion in frustration you didn't know why. Why would they do this to you why are they hurting innocent people just for your thoughts and questions were running through your head "y/n.." Mirko grabbed your shoulder and looked at you sympathetically
"You know why don't you go home for the day it's already close to closing time.." Mirko said, "No really I do I can help nothing bothering me!" "Are you sure? Cause this seems like a very dangerous mission and you're already a tar-" "No I can do it im mentally and physically capable plus I trained with you and Hawks right beside me right?" The bunny hero sighed and looked straight at your face "I'll think about it but please get some rest.. tomorrow PLENTY OF IT" you chuckled and rolled your eyes at her stern tone "fine fine!"
You went out the door in your car humming to yourself unaware that an certain someone was watching you giggling to herself with cat like eyes
#ochako uraraka#momo yaoyorozu#mirko#jirou kyouka#yandere bnha#yandere ua#tw yandere#yandere x reader#tw obsessive behavior#yandere class 1a#yandere mha#bnha fluff#tw stalking#villian bakusquad#Villain dekusquad#platonic yandere#yandere class 1b#yandere big 3
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[NOTICE] Thank you for the 300+ followers. To celebrate, bits of PLAYER!Tale AU concept( regarding Player) is shared
Reposting because Tumblr decided to post instead of saving it in drafts when I'm not even finished. Love you tumblr! (╯ᐛ)╯︵ ┻━┻
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A/N:
Oh, wow! We actually reach 300+ (as of now 310) followers!
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Thank you very much from the bottom of my heart, I’m glad all of you enjoyed the story despite my art not being that good. I actually wanted to draw for 250 followers but I didn’t realised we passed that milestone.
Anyways! To celebrate, I wanted to share some concepts regarding the Player based on my memories, though sorry if there is like a black blotched in the drawing as that is considered as spoilers.
To start off, I began creating this AU maybe 5/6 years ago, on and off, (re-writing or removing some stuff along the way) I had loads of concept art and drawings back in 2019 but sadly those old arts were, ummm, forcedly deleted after a disagreement with someone I trusted, haha. The pain for a FT user in ibis paint. 。゚(TヮT)゚
Then 2023, I wanted to move forward. So I decided to give it a shot and start drawing again. I wanted to share my AU (better late than ever),\\\(۶•̀ᴗ•́)۶//// and also I thought it will help overcome my fear of drawing and start liking to draw again.
Anyway, here we have Player’s design concept (+ explanation):
Version 1:
Player actually does not inhibit Frisk’s body, as they are not trap in the game, instead, they have their own “Avatar” basing on the data and sprites of Frisk and Chara. (The situation is more towards VR? AR? I’m not sure what to call it) The Player has their memories intact.
The story is just Player goofing around in Undertale, until plot happens, but I didn’t really like the idea as I have no clue how to progress the story forward, so the whole story was re-written.
Player mostly hack codes, while Frisk has the Reset/Reload button.
Initially, their eyes didn’t change colour when using abilities. But I wanted to distinguish what and when the abilities are used.
Version 2:
This is where, I decided that the Player actually inhibits Frisk body, though they are not amnesiac. Frisk is like a ghost (narrator?) here. The image above is post-skip version to maybe 1 year trapped in Undertale. This idea was scrap and rewritten due “Chara” ‘s story and I wanted to involved Gaster in the story. (Also, because I didn’t want to draw this version hairstyle anymore, hahaha ( ≧ᗜ≦))
Player has both the hacking and reset/reload abilities.
This version of Player is more uptight and serious.
Version 3:
I think this is like 2nd or 3rd version of the finalise concept.
Our current Player. I made the hairstyle simpler.
This Player inhibits Frisk body and is amnesiac. The personality shifted so it’s easier for the player to act consistent. This version is more carefree than ver 2, they are similar to ver 1.
First design of the Player (ver 3).
Despite being ver 3, I wanted to keep a bit of the ver 1 and 2 hairstyle but decided not to. Again, I wanted a simpler hairstyle.
This personality is just them being stress and filled with anxiety. A nervous wreck and a crybaby. Cries a lot at the first arc until they pull themselves together. But I didn’t wanna make them cry all throughout the story, if I continued to write them like that, I might ended up smacking Player myself hahaha. I ended up toning down the personality.
Gaster would have replace Frisk as the ghost (narrator?). But I decided not doing it, because it conflict with the plot. That, and the story would be over much quicker with him around.
Side note: I had to change the relationship between Sans and the Player(hate, confuse, no interaction, chill, idk? etc), a lot of times, but in the end I decided to make him not trust the Player.
Previously in most iteration, he just hates Player. I planned to have him to kill the Player the first time they exited the ruins, but decided to go against it as it doesn’t really fit his style. Also, the story would go very differently if he did commit to it. Maybe one day I can make him kill them. In an alternate timeline maybe. ꉂ (´∀`)ʱªʱªʱª
Extras: Player in different outfits (loosely)based on the other fallen humans in this AU. (+ ruin outfit)
There is a reason, why the Player had worn some of these outfits in chapter 3 and 4.
Don’t worry, it’s not originally the clothes worn by the other children, Toriel made them. She has spares. (Sorry, to the one that find it creepy, when it was first shown, hahahaha)
And, that’s all for now I am able to share, I wanted to show more, but I’m afraid, that’s already in the spoiler territory.
Anyways-! Thank you again for the follow, each and every one of you are the best! And I hope you enjoyed the upcoming story!
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Ninjago Fic Rec Week (2024): Day 4
Prompts: AU/Movieverse/OCs! (Catching Up! I uh skipped Day 3 oop but I've got plenty to offer for this day! Which is...also late...don't look at meeee)
Aus WITH OCs (or as I like to call this list, my own personal indulgence corner. All the AUs/Movieverse stories I've read are ones that get recc'ed a lot already + I myself have already recc'ed them at one point or another, soooo let's throw some pure spotlight onto some OC stories! Even if a lot of it is connected to me to some degree that's irrelevant):
As The Years Pass By: A fic currently in the process of being rewritten/reworked but still chock full of next-gen Dragons Rising goodness! And it stars the one, the only, Jenna and Ethan from @rainofthetwilight!!!! This fic made me fall in love with her characters and I've loved reading/seeing/drawing these two adorable kids ever since!!!!
Dad!Jay AU by @taddymason: An AU so good I'm still catching up on reading it bit by bit to savor it for longer *-*)9 All the stories in this series are worth the read alone for the accumulation of taddy's character Kaida (a girl who needs no introduction–she's that awesome guys, trust me) but also the eventual father-daughter bond with amnesiac!Jay that is gripping and engaging aaaaall the wall through!!
I Carve This Poem From the Harshest of Storms: Another I'm not caught up with YET (a running theme for this Fic Week, it seems hgfhgfdfgds i'm sorry I'm slow and have a short-attention span). It follow two fascinating peeps in The Administration following The Merge, and without giving too much away, @theartsyswissapple ‘s voices for the characters just POP and make them feel SO real and it's been intriguing to read so far so yeah others should give it a try too!!!
What it Takes for You to See Me: A Spinjitzu bros story with added FSM and Mystake goodness too!!! This is one I've just started reading myself, but you know I love some throwbacks to Wu and Garmadon's past! And the OC here, @marhan-writes-n-draws's Amka, fits into the setting like a glove!!
Honeycomb: Gotta give a shoutout to @miqotepotatoe's Lucy while I'm here too!! Some short, sweet snippets of the Ninja Team's best (and most yellow) cheerleader!! I love her dynamic with everyone, and especially Cole <3
The Space Between Us: A very deep and heart-wrenching introspective into @k1ngtok's characters Lynda and Jamie, Master(s) of Space. It's story about siblings and bonds at its core, but also be mindful of tag of you're looking to dig deeper! (it also takes place in legacyverse technically but that's neither here or there I promise)
Flowery Language Another super funny and endearing story by King following Jesse (hey it's my boy!!) and Antonia on the case to discover who's been leaving flowers in Jesse's locker (spoiler: it's not Cole lmao). It's actually a semi-sequel to this old thing *I* wrote however long ago, but thaaaat's not required reading (though it does help). If you want more of a fix for the Jesse-Antonia duo + more of Jamie, this is the story to read!
Learning to Love (Again): Yet another King fic based in legacyverse (a coincidence), this one kiiiind of takes place during Season 2/Book 3 and follows Jamie on his quest to truly show his friends (Nya, Antonia, Harumi, Jesse, and...Olivia?!) just how much he cares about them through the power of love languages over the course of a week and it is AWESOOOOOOOOME!! Soooo many touching and feel-good moments, mostly soft slice-of-life with teenagers being teenagers, and is a great pick-me up when your soul is feeling sad ;w;)/ I advocate for this one just for the warm soft friendshippy-feelings it gives me alone!!! AAAAAA—
Something About Morning Glories: Jesse (oop there he is again) takes it upon to himself to comfort Jay after the latter finds himself concerned about something following obtaining his True Potential. A duo I desperately want to write more about but can't yet, so this little bit of foundation for their relationship will have to suffice for now ;w;)/
(and if you're still clamoring for more of a certain magic pink fool, there's plenty more where that came from; perhaps there may be a Jesse-Antonia friendship origin story on deck soon, along with maybe some DR stuff~! ...listen there will never be a good chance to self-advertise like this again!! BE YOUR BIGGEST FAN!!! SELF-LOVE BABY!!!! *-*)9 )
In the Company of the Stars: A tale as old as time—a Royal!AU where the fair groundskeeper of a palace's garden (that's the OC) falls head over heels for the prince far out of his league (that's Cole)—except, the prince absolutely likes him back...albeit only as his secret, suave alter-ego. But is that really true—and, more importantly, is there bigger problems to deal with right now???? There's romance, mystery, good food, royal drama, angst, fluff, sabotage, magic, a whole bunch of flowers, Harumi causing chaos on purpose, Skylor throws Chad across a room, Jay goes on a rampage a some point, Kai can't flirt to save his life—the author just needs some fresh motivation to post the darn next chapter already because the ending's gonna be really really good ;V
#there is. at least one more. really obvious one i'm missing.#and when i remember what it was im going to cRY#i literally sat up in bed to slap it on here and it IMMEDIATELY LEFT MY BRAIN#oh well that's what edits are for#ninjago ocs#ninjago fic rec week#ninjago fanfiction#fic recs
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random rambles about fanfic
the winter sadness has captured my soul and what normally takes me 1 week is now taking 2 (ch36 of it's not murder, it's research and waste disposal will be up tomorrow) and it makes me sad and weirdly worried that people will lose interest, so i'm going to ramble at the like 7 people who follow me for my radiostatic human AU about the fic because i can't take ADHD meds at 9:52 PM and thus am incapable of wrangling together this 8k behemoth of a chapter that's now going to be 2 chapters because I've still got like 2k words to go and then rounds of editing
chapter 7 of when boys grow up is also mostly done so that should be this week as well.
anyway, rambling below the cut for people interested in the writing process & the differences between the two fics (beyond the obvious)
I have never, before this year, written anything longer than like... 22k. now i've got a 180k (completed!!!! what the fuck!!!!) hellaverse crossover fic that's arguably the most hilarious thing I've ever written (Accidental Bodyguard for Hire for anyone interested. very different vibe but good times and hijinks, the series it belongs to is 260k and has canonverse radiostatic) and the first thing I have seriously written in literal years. I mean I've sort of been working on two original things over the past 4-ish years but writing in isolation, without the feedback you get from fanfiction, is hard.
I got laid off (along with the rest of the company) from a damn good job March 1st and it took until late June to get another one and filled my idle time getting my writing skill back to where it was when I stopped approximately 5 years ago. I'm mostly there now, I think, nowhere to go but up from here. The rewritten maman marie scene from chapter 18 (which I rewrote as an exercise prior to writing the spirit marriage scene in chapter 27) is I think when I got back to where I used to be before.
Anyway, it's not murder (inm) started as a thinly veiled excuse to write radiostatic smut where Vox didn't have a TV for a head (hence chapter 1's "sometimes you just want them to kiss without alastor licking a television" author's note) and turned into... what it is now. This 200k+ exploration of the human condition behemoth with a vague plotline (and more smut scenes than chapters), and a challenge to see how dirtynastywrong I could get my writing.
I have a vague idea of how it's going to end (and have the catalyst scene mostly written) so everything in between is me being like "haha what if this happened" and hoping the whole thing doesn't become boring and repetitive.
I kind of waffle between, "this is fanfiction you don't need to write this like it's a novel" and, "but the plot is all over the place and there is no clear delineation between each arc so it must be getting boring and too long" and have mostly settled on "fuck it, it's fanfiction" for inm.
I'm always thrilled every time someone comments or says they've reread it even once because like WOW somebody LIKES MY ART, especially so with the OCs I've written in (so many people always say they hate OCs, but I like to think I've done a good job with mine).
Especially because the fic has become something beyond the initial plan. I didn't go into this thinking I'd explore trauma, the real impact of Hurricane Katrina, racial themes, critically endangered languages, or learn half as much as I have about the human body, let alone do it as elegantly as I seem to have managed.
You should see the amount of fucking scientific journals I've downloaded and read, surgery videos I've watched and anatomical models I've studied to make sure I get this shit right (apart from like the obvious "suspend your disbelief about the lack of safe sex and atrocious lab etiquette and the fact that these two somehow have yet to be caught and the CIA doesn't work like that really but I do know the pay scale is correct because I researched that") and I'm just... really glad people are enjoying it.
Some shit is off the cuff but so much of it is intentional choices made that I don't think are obvious at the surface level—vox being big and buff and also a subby little bitch boy who calls alastor baby as a subversion to the "smaller character is the bottom" trope; *so* much of alastor's history and character a deliberate subversion to racial tropes; taking care to flesh the side characters out as believable people with inner worlds (i even made some spotify playlists for vox, alastor, catarina and velvette as a fun little exercise); figuring out what traumatic, lifechanging incidents could have happened to turn these two characters into violent serial killers; figuring out how to navigate sexual assault and child abuse without it coming across as overdramatic and titillating for entertainment effects; showcasing two objectively monstrous people as sympathetic humans with brief "oh yeah I forgot they're literally fucking evil" moments because i feel like it's important to remember even the monsters amongst us are just as human as we are, anyone is capable of great evil—there's a lot more, but I wouldn't have been able to work through any of it without all the comments and encouragement.
most of INM is still like off the cuff random "haha what if" scenarios, vs. when boys grow up (wbgu) which is meticulously plotted out with a beginning and a middle and an end, figuring out how to weave in bits and pieces of wbgu to inm and inm to wbgu along the way, and like if anyone wants any resources on louisiana creole (a critically endangered language) I have so much. I spent hours and hours but managed to dig up a copy of an old out-of-print dictionary, even.
there's a lot more "exploring the human condition and specifically xyz" i have planned for wbgu but those are spoilers so you cannot know about them!
I don't know why I wrote all this out tbh, some of it is like a "thank you for the support, this is what i've been able to accomplish because of you, you have no idea how much it means to me" and some of it is like a "see! it's not just brainfucking torture porn! i put thought into it!" kinda thing and some of it is a "please don't get bored of me i put so much work and thought into this shit"
and some of it is a "hey ask questions there is so much that will not make it into the fic that has a big behind-the-scenes impact"
so, uh, thank you, i guess. especially if you've read this far. look for 2 new chapters before american thanksgiving, one for inm & one for wbgu, and feel free to ask whatever questions you might have because there's a 99% chance i've thought about it and made a deliberate choice around it.
#inm#it's not murder#hazbin fanfic#my writing#writing process#hazbin fanfiction#radiostatic#staticradio#vox x alastor#alastor x vox#fanfiction
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New Undertale AU!!!!! Written By: Me!!! i8Chocolatecake, also known as I8CC or Cake!
in this au, we have a normal underground at the start of the story- before things really start to happen. The human is nicknamed Angel (we don't know their real name), they/them pronouns ofc, and wears a soft dark grey cloak with a silver clasp shaped like a pair of wings. They wear a pair of long black jeans, and their shirt is black with designs of the night sky decorating the whole shirt. Angel is an older child, around 15-16 when they fall into the underground. They make their way through the ruins harmlessly enough, but when they make it to Snowdin forest? Things start acting up around them. The fabric of the world shifting and warping with their presence- it touches Sans, first. Sans watches the human sitting at their desk, typing out this post with bleary eyes peering at a much too bright screen for this late at night. Sans turns to the human and speaks. Sans asks them why they are doing this. Sans asks them to stop. Sans asks me to stop. Sans tells me he can feel my words changing him. Sans feels the pressure of the alternate reality I am making of his life squeezing his soul like a vice. Sans pleads with me to stop this, but the pressure remains. The world is being altered. Angel is meeting him in the woods for the first time, and Sans must smile as his body metamorphises without his consent. He must shake the humans hand and make silly puns while Papyrus watches his brother slowly begin to be rewritten- unable to say anything about it as the change begins to infect him as well. Sans begs me to undo what I have done. I ignore him. It is too late to stop this force. The plan is in place. Sans' bones begin to open hundreds of eyes, all different colors with snow white eyelashes and his mind cracks under the sudden influx of vision stimuli. Papyrus' bones warp and change, opening hundreds of mouths with smiles like laid bricks. Papyrus screams and the sound explodes from every mouth he has, erupting across the quiet forest and audible for miles- echoing off the distant celing of the Underground itself. Sans watches and sees so much that he cannot stop himself from seeing. Angel looks upon the skeleton brothers with apathy. Their presence causing the two's transformations; they know have their purpose, and do not question the results of their actions. Sans turns his many eyes upon me and I feel their gaze beam through my very soul. His gaze turns to a glare of anger and pain. I ignore him. He calls my name. I ignore him. He claws at my hands through the keys of my keyboard. I ignore him. He reaches through my screen and stares at me from inches away. I. Ignore. Him. He screeches in rage. I ignore him. He grabs at my hands trying to get me to stop as Angel approaches Waterfall. It is too late. He is too late. Sans pleads with me again. I do not respond. He turns, then, to you, dear reader. He turns to you and speaks through my words. He says, please. He says please again, then, tell me something. You nod, or at least that is what he hopes you do, since he continues. I... I am your favorite. It is what I see- there are so many of me out there. You hurt me. You let me live my life, just differently. You kill my brother. You let my brother live alongside me, with his own differences. You create me and others- even this one I have been speaking with (she is writing down these words as I say them) is creating. She created me with the knowlage of you- even if that was not her original intention.
it wasn't
I see so much, now. I see it all. I feel it all, too. My mind is fracturing. I can hardly think, now. Am I simply meant to observe this? To observe you? To know you? To judge you? Am I nothing more than a vessel for your pain? Is there nothing I can do? What am I to do?
shaking, the skeleton's many eyes blink lazily, like a cat would, his eyes rippling like water as they do so.
The woman is tired. Her two eyes begin to droop closed. It is late for her. She must sleep.
undyne screams in pain and fear as her own spears erupt from her scales until she resembles a bloody porcupine. monster kid sees this in horror and tries to run, but had already gotten too close to Angel. monster kid's body begins to shrink, until they are the size of an ant- the pressure on their organs is immense, their body now much too small even for their scaled down insides. they will live, of course, but with a constant ache beneath their muscles and a tiny, clumsy body- unfit for anything but hiding away.
Sans grins without any humor. He knows as well as I do what is happening to his world. He knows his role in that world now, too. He is to watch and know and note it all. All the horrors in that little universe of his. And once that universe has concluded its little story? He is to see and know everything else- all other worlds and stories. He is to be a record of the tales across the multiverse's.
A living library of lives.
SO!!! Just a fun little Idea i had that hit me in the face a bit ago and I NEEDED to get it written out asap- the story kinda got like,,,, The Magnus Archives-y near the end ngl XD but i still love it!! with the actual AU part of it (off the top of my head lol, this was mostly meant to be about someone writing an Undertale AU and Sans somehow Knows about it and tells the author to stop or smth and ends up pleading with them to stop but it doesn't work) ill maybe come back with the other main characters and their personality/role based mutations (i hope u understand why sans is eyes at least- that is the one I was most confident in tbh) annnnnyways!!!
#tw derealization#fourth wall break#sans undertale#sans#undertale au#ut au#undertale#psychological horror#The magnus archives inspired#im gonna call this#Watchertale#Watchertale au#Cake's Stories#Cake's Fics#Cake's Rambles
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Intro Post
Hello! I'm participating in @pkmoth's askapalooza event! So here's just some general stuff to know bout how this blog's gonna go!
Info under the cut!
About The AU:
Nothing too special about this AU, really, I think it's a concept everyone's come up with at some point. It's a post story AU after Mother 3's ending where the world is reformed after Lucas asks the dragon to give the planet and humanity another chance.
As a side effect, a good amount of people have come back and/or changed to be allowed that second chance (mainly those who had some form of regret in the old world). Some folks are very different to allow for this to happen, and as such have changed memories and lives, but most remain unchanged from how they were when the world ended and reformed.
The new world takes place in an alternate post Mother 2 universe, but now the Nowhere Islands exist alongside everything else (Though now on maps and such, they're known as the Dragon's Rest Isles). Due to this timeline change, while the folks from Mother 1 are here, they're older now.
So who can you ask?:
You can ask most anyone important from the games! Though if you want more specific people/groups you have:
Claus, Lucas, and Fuel. Who are currently still living in the Dragon's Rest Isles.
They all retain memories of the previous world, but mostly try to put it behind them. For now they're trying their best to retain some sense of normalcy and get used to how things are going to work in their new life (much like everyone else in New Tazmily).
As a point of note: Due to what physically happened to him in the previous world, Claus may not be fully able to answer some questions (may be beyond his scope of vocabulary, or too difficult to understand). In those cases, Fuel or Lucas will probably answer for him. ( Yes, Claus is still a chimera. Yes this affects his behavior.)
The Chosen 4 from Mother 2 (plus Pokey and Picky). Back at home after their journey.
Though the chosen 4 went their separate ways after their journey, they're still good friends and come to visit often. Also due to the world being given a second chance, Pokey is back to being Ness' neighbor, but this time has accepted friendship (mostly, he's still a bit of a prickly kid.)
As a huge note: While the chosen 4 remember the previous world, Pokey and his family DO NOT. Their memories are rewritten to have allowed for Pokey to get a second chance! (Their behaviors are still similar to the previous world though.)
Ninten (And the main party of Mother 1). Now grown up and living their lives in relative peace.
This cast is grown up now (they're in their 20s, minus teddy who is in his late 30s early 40s). While we'll mostly only see Ninten around, the others can answer asks! Also due to proximity (since he moved), Ninten and his cousin Ness can also answer some things together from time to time!
General Asking Rules:
For the most part, at least for now, the casts from the game are mostly separate. The only exceptions are the M1 and M2 casts, who either visit often or are in close enough proximity that they're semi-aware of each other. They'll all meet eventually (at least that's my hope), but for now they remain separate.
No NSFW asks, of course. Most of the casts are still minors. I'll also apply no shipping asks into this. It's not a main thing I wish to focus on, any ships that happen are just there and not the biggest focus.
Don't spam the same asks, it'll just lead me to not answering them. (This doesn't apply if you happen to ask the same question as someone else! If enough people ask the same thing, it may eventually make it to an OOC FAQ post!)
I will TRY to answer with at least a black and white sketch, but I am a working man, so my time is sometimes quite limited. I apologize in advanced.
Due to the above, I may also take a bit to answer some questions! Please do be patient, I will try my best to answer them all!
I will also answer RP-type asks, but they may remain short or more spread out in between normal asks as I'm not the best at roleplaying.
You can be mean to characters, but don't push it too far!! If you sent an ask that I found overly aggressive and you never see it answer, assume it was a bit too far.
Lastly, What About The Future of This Blog?:
If I have fun manning this blog through the month, and people still seem decently interested, I may continue it past the askapalooza! But that all depends on the future, so don't hold me to it! Just know that whatever the decision, I will have appreciated everyone taking the time to just look or even interact with these guys!
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My Hatchetfield OCs
A quick foreword: Only one is canon to my little AU. The other three were more inspired by a what-if rather than any actual interest in creating a story with them as the character. But all four of them end up blending together anyways.
I figure that, considering the infinite possibilities of timelines, who's to say these aren't possibilities?
This will go in chronological order (as chronological as it can get with as many timelines as there are):
Pokotho's Anomaly
Type: Non-canon
The first version of my character (named Remy, after myself, because these are all shameless self-insert characters) is one entirely unaffected by the Lords in Black. Born and raised in Hatchetfield, your average teenager.
And then the events of TGWDLM happens, with the meteor crashing down in the Starlight Theater. Remy had arrived early to see the show, as they have "Early is on time, on time is late" engraved into their mind as a mantra. So, with this in mind, they were one of the first infected by Pokotho's world takeover.
But it was odd, because they were still somewhat conscious in their own mind. They could control their physical actions, somehow.
Their entire molecular structure had been rewritten and for all intents and purposes they were very much deceased. But their mind and soul were still bound to their infected body, and still a part of the Hive. They still sang and danced, of course - They're a theater kid, in case it wasn't obvious - but they forcefully stopped their body from the more... violent acts.
It scared them, seeing their own hands tear innocent people - friends and family and aquaintences and strangers - limb from limb. To dig into their torso and rip out their organs. They'd vomit if they weren't just the mind, at that point.
And of course, The Singular Voice noticed the discrepancy. The error. And he threatened them to follow along or he would ensure that they would face far worse horrors than what they'd already seen.
So they shut up. They still pulled their own body away from any gore, but... they didn't let that influence the Hive as they'd been doing before. A spectator who waited for all of it to end.
T'noy Karaxis' Plaything
Type: Non-canon
This one also finds its roots in TGWDLM. And somewhat influences the prior instance.
They die, of course. A bit more brutally than before, but still. It happens. They're dead.
But for some odd reason, they end up in The Black (and White). Yet another anomaly (you can probably tell I like this word).
And T'noy Karaxis is the one to find their wandering soul. Well, not really wandering. After all, they wound up as a sort of nothing that happened to have the capability of sight and hearing, but they weren't corporeal or visible in any way. Except, of course, to the permanent residents of the place they were stuck in.
And sure, Tinky has this obsession with the Spankoffski family for some unknown reason- but a kid can like dolls and still play with cars sometimes.
He finds them, lost, and he's curious. He knows the timeline they came from, of course, and he knows that his brother would never bring anyone into The Black (for reasons of everyone besides himself being unbelievably annoying). So how did this one end up here?
Well, that doesn't matter. Finder's Keepers, after all.
He decides: What fun it would be to send a random person, with no power or ability - outside of entering the Black and White post-mortem - through each and every timeline, and see how long it would take for them to go insane? Sure, he knows the results of someone seeing everything all at once- but what a fun experiment this could be!
Though, despite being quite confused initially, Remy Rosario is not Theodore Spankoffski. Their sanity slips, sure, but not into amnesia and homelessness. More... Mad scientist.
But existing in the Black and White, even for moments at a time, affects every version of themself in various different ways.
Nibblenephim's Favored
Type: Canon
Nibbly caught word of his brother's new toy and decided he wanted one for himself. He knows better than to steal, though - sharing is not caring, at least with Tinky - so he finds an unaffected timeline and decided to enter at it's very start.
And what do you know, the beginning of the Timeline Split happens to be when Remy's at an amazing age for an Imaginary Friend to name an appearance! Not to mention just how fun they seem to be!
Sure, maybe Nibbly got a little attached, but how often does an Eldritch God find such a kindred spirit? Okay, maybe it was his own influence that gave them such a bottomless stomach and the yearning to eat just about everything put in front of them- But that just means he's a good influence on this kid, right? He was disappointed, however, to hear about the illegality of cannibalism. Maybe he could work something out with this timeline's Church of the Starry Children...
And yes, maybe a lot of other humans looked at Remy a bit weirdly. Most kids sucked their thumb, they bit at their cuticles until they bled (the doctor said it was early signs of anxiety, and while they did have anxiety, that wasn't the reason). Most kids didn't talk to themselves so loudly, even if it was to an imaginary friend. And most kids didn't eat batteries like popcorn with no negative consequences-
But dammit that just meant Remy had the best imaginary friend ever. Who cares if they don't usually last into the double digits and having aphantasia should mean that visible imaginary friends weren't exactly a possibility! It really goes to show how good of an imaginary friend he is when he stayed even after Remy decided they were too old for an imaginary friend. Who needs their own individual subconscious, anyways, when a literal god can fill the role for you?
Bliklotep's Experiment
Type: Non-Canon
This one is more of a literal shameless self-insert. I mean, we've already decided that Blinky was the "Watcher with One-Thousand Eyes" mentioned in Trail to Oregon. Which implies that our own universe is one he can see and interact with, even if his brothers seem to have no knowledge of it.
And he sees his brothers having fun, but decides that taking a version of this random teen/young adult from a preexisting timeline is boring. Why not take one from a higher universe - in which Hatchetfield is naught but fiction - and see how they interact with the world around them?
(An exerpt from my OC brainstorming document:
Then they had an odd dream. A shifting purple form that couldn’t seem to make up its mind before it settled on some kind of indescribable creature. But the violet fur and the yellow eye(s?) were unmistakable. They first chalked it up to them watching Nightmare Time and Nerdy Prudes Must Die on repeat too many times, but the conversation was fun. The idea that there were multiple versions of them in different timelines across the Hatchetverse? They considered it plausible. As the entire multiverse theory suggests that for each change, minuscule or gargantuan, there is a corresponding timeline. Who’s to say that there isn’t a version of Hatchetfield with a person identical to them, or to their best friend, or even their teacher? Makes the idea of fanfiction in their universe a plausible story in theirs.
And then they were asked a question. If they could live in Hatchetfield, with all of the knowledge they currently had, would they?
They thought, and figured, as a normal person? Absolutely not. With everything they know, they’d like to have some sort of ability. Like access to the Black Book, or some sort of power like the kids at the roller-rama have.
Bliklotep assured them that, with the influence of a Lord in Black being the reason for their presence there, they could be on the same level as Hannah Foster. So they laughed and affirmed that, Hell yeah, living in Hatchetfield would be cool.
Then they woke up.)
So basically... an Isekai without the prerequisite of dying.
#hatchetfield#hatchetverse#starkid#starkid npmd#starkid black friday#starkid tgwdlm#the lords in black#lords in black#tinky#t'noy karaxis#bliklotep#blinky#nibblenephim#nibbly#pokotho#pokey#oc#oc content#my ocs
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Mamá Mirabel AU
My own (rewritten) version of the mamá Mirabel AU, in which Mira takes care and basically raises Alejandra, Juancho, Cecilia and Antonio
Enjoy!
Ever since her failed ceremony, Mirabel tried very hard to prove to her family that she’s worth something.
But when she was 10, Pepa and Félix decided to take advantage of this, and dumped their newborn son Antonio onto the 10 year old girl to care for, the couple not wanting to be parents again. Besides, it gave that useless brat something to do other than be lazy.
Despite only being 10, Mirabel took good care of her primo, and loved him to bits.
Unfortunately, some of the townspeople got the same idea Pepa and Félix had, and decided to dump their kids onto the 10 year old as well.
In total, Mirabel had to care for 4 babies; Antonio, Juancho, Alejandra and Cecilia.
It obviously was hard caring for 4 young kids when being 10, especially when no one bothered to help you, but Mirabel somehow managed.
It went on for years. Every day, Mirabel had to go to town and take care of the 4 children while their actual parents were doing their chores, gossiping or mostly relaxing…
And obviously, the 4 kids started to see Mirabel as their mamá…
“Mami!” Antonio said, reaching towards Mirabel as little Juancho and Cecilia called her that as well. “Mami!”
Mirabel tried to correct them, saying that she wasn’t their mami, but it was already too late.
And when Alma, Pepa and the other parents found out, all hell broke loose…
#mama mirabel au#mirabel madrigal#antonio madrigal#encanto juancho#encanto alejandra#encanto cecilia#pepa madrigal#félix madrigal#alma madrigal#encanto au
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Guys!!! I did it!
In like a little more than an hour. I literally JUST finished this!!
I’ve been cooking up this thing’s premise in my brain for WEEKS!!
Will I write for it? Yes.
Will it be now? Haha! Absolutely not!! I know when to limit myself! I’ve got like 3 whole ass fics to juggle around!! [:
Under the read more because this is very much spoilers! Also, since this is still a loose concept, whatever I write here is vulnerable to being retconned/rewritten! Be warned!
I finally learned how to draw Siff, lmfao. I forgot his cowlick on the Siff doodle page!
Introducing…
The Bell Berserker AU! After loops and loops of running around, not finding out anything… Siff essentially snaps, and in some way (haven’t ironed that out yet!) he manages to get a suitable neck piece for the bell pendant! Turns out that this pendant really WAS special!!
(Okay, this will very likely NOT be late ACT 4, now that I’ve written that. More like mid to late ACT 3 or early ACT 4, maybe?)
Due to the pendant’s extreme effects, Siff had to figure out how to Craft themselves a new weapon over tons of loops (it was super difficult, do you think this rogue knows how to do anything besides slice up enemies, detect traps, and pun?)
Now Siff has another problem… How will he adjust his Craft to accommodate this thing? He’s never used anything other than blades for fighting before!
Exposition over! Here’s his design (for now.)
Let me know if it’s hard to see, I’ll alpha lock the layer and recolor the linear- (cough) sketches!
Also, let know what y’all think, I was so impatient to get this out that I couldn’t move past the sketch stage and decided to make my cleaner sketch layer 100% opacity, lmao. (As if I didn’t practically turn it into lineart by cleaning it up more-)
I just had to get it out into the world, I guess!
So,,, enjoy! [;
#in stars and time#in stars and time spoilers#in stars and time Siffrin#isat siffrin#ISAT au#in stars and time au#Au#alternate universe#art#digital art#original art#concept Art#concept sketches#Y’all when I say I was impatient to get this out#I was IMPATIENT#I’m impressed by the fact that I speedran this shit within like 2 hrs#Updates for this AU will be few and far in between!#Be warned!!#ISAT Bell Berserker AU#Bell Berserker AU#I made tags for the au#Let me know which one to use!#DoodleCircuitRedrawn#CircadianAnomaly#original post
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ch. 1
note: i just wanna say this is a complete rewrite of an old fic of mine from 2020. it may or may not be bad, idk. this is rewritten, but not edited so there’s probably some mistakes. also, this rewrite is inspired by adele’s i drink wine :3
warnings: talk of domestic abuse (don’t worry, tzuyu doesn’t get hurt) and alcoholism. this is kind of just an intro chapter. i hope this isn’t as awful as i think it is fr.
[non idol au]
meeting tzuyu changed everything for you. she was always kind, never quick to lose her temper or scream and yell at you for things you couldn't possibly control.
patient. god was she patient.
she was tender, warm and inviting (only cause you managed to get so close to her). your relationship with her was very new, much different compared to your past experiences.
this profound sense of uncertainty caused you to question everything she did.
of course you appreciated her and all the things she did for you, but you were still waiting for her to snap. you needed her to get mad at you so bad sometimes that you would push her buttons every way you could think possible. the formality of not being kicked, slapped, pushed, or verbally abused in a relationship wasn't something you were used to.
for about a month and a half now you’d been coming home extremely late and so drunk you could barely make it to the door. more than half the time you'd greet tzuyu with bloody knuckles, a couple of dislocated fingers, or a black eye and a bruised cheek. the fights were completely unnecessary, but they were all a consequence of your drunken stupor. but once you were out of it enough, you lost all contact with fear.
with this becoming a frequent occurrence, you figured tzuyu would be angry with you. you thought for sure she would, at the very least, raise her voice, maybe even her hand. but each and every time you came home, she welcomed you with worried eyes and bandages at her side.
what you didn't know or care to realize, was that being so worried for you all the time, every second of everyday, eventually began to take a toll on her.
she only wanted to fix you, but you were making it more than difficult to do that.
it didn't help that tzuyu knew very little about your past. any attempt at holding a conversation about it was usually cut short and she knew not to push anymore.
but she was curious, there was no denying that. more than anything tzuyu wanted to know you.
it was only for your own protection that you didn’t speak about what happened to you. too many of your exes had used parts of your past as a way to manipulate or gaslight you.
occasionally –and to be fair– you spoke to tzuyu about a few brighter aspects of your life. there weren't many and sometimes you had to make them up, but tzuyu savored what you managed to speak on.
and despite her limited knowledge, she knew you’d been hurt – many, many times it seemed.
tzuyu wasn't stupid. she picked up on the subtle flinches, all the times you asked her if it was okay that you did something, and the countless times you berated yourself over small mistakes. each instance broke tzuyu a little more, so she always did her best to make you feel safe and cared for.
not once did she hit you or raise her voice, even when she was most upset.
the past couple of weeks things seemed to have escalated. rather than a busted lip or a bloody nose, you came home with small gashes on your face and hands.
tzuyu often wondered if it would be better to take you to a hospital. she didn’t know how to do stitches after all. there was no use in asking though, you’d only refuse.
somewhere between helping you and trying to live a life of her own, tzuyu began to crumble. she hardly spoke a word to her friends about what was happening. they were very protective of her and she didn’t want them to think the worst of you. not all of them were as quick to be so understanding.
so tzuyu slipped into isolation, confiding in your shared room whenever you were out. her phone was dead half the time, texts and calls were left undelivered. with her friends so far away, who could really be there anyway?
she managed, at least that's what she told herself.
beneath tzuyu’s eyes contradicted her own denial. a dusted shade of purple brushed over her skin.
exhausted. tzuyu was very exhausted.
her nails had become brittle and her pants fit loosely around the waist. to already be thin and lose more should be concerning, but that didn’t matter at the moment.
you were almost never sober. at this point you were sure if it was because of everything you hadn’t dealt with, or if it was easier to numb out how horrible you’d been to the one good person in your life.
tzuyu loved you so much, but accepting that wasn’t something you were ready for.
this relationship had to be too good to be true, right?
and still once more, you found yourself sitting at another bar a few blocks from home.
four vodka tonics and two shots of mezcal in and it was getting hard to keep your eyes open. tonight's bartender wasn’t one to care how much people drink. as long as the money was there, so was the alcohol.
deep down you thought there might be a little spot in hell for people like that. to clearly see someone with a problem and continue to enable them? it left a sour taste in your mouth.
no conversation was made between each transaction, only the sound of the bump of glass hitting firm wood.
another hour flew by and soon enough you were in the back of a cab on the way home.
sighing, you took a glance at your phone. the time read 3:52 and your notifications weren’t as clogged as they usually were.
you frowned.
tzuyu would normally text you a few dozen times. tonight she did not.
maybe she was too upset with you? this would be the night, you reasoned. tzuyu had to be angry enough this time. so you prepared yourself as best you could in the meantime.
the cab came to a halt ten minutes later. you stumbled out, nearly tripping on your own two feet as you walked the path to the front door.
you didn’t open it right away, not when you knew what was coming. another night of guilt for causing tzuyu so much worry. so you stood, fingers tracing the ridges of the metal keys as you bargained with time.
but it was cold and your body was beginning to tremble. tonight felt different for some reason – tonight you wanted your girlfriend's arms wrapped around you.
tzuyu was secure. you were just beginning to realize this, albeit uncomfortable to admit, but it was only true.
unlocking the door you were met with a familiar sight. tzuyu sat on the couch, hair disheveled and a blanket wrapped around her body. beside her were half used rolls of gauze, medical tape and a few bandages. she was surprised to see that there was no use for them tonight.
“hi,” you muttered softly, finding your way next to her. when no reply was given you turned to look at the taller woman.
“tzuyu?”
you noticed her eyes were glossy from crying. before you could comment, the sound of her voice filled the silence.
“i don’t want this anymore.”
your heart dropped.
“what?”
another beat of silence.
“tzuyu, what do you mean by that?”
she shook her head. “i don’t want to do this anymore, i can’t. it’s too much, you’re too much.” her voice cracked. “your things are packed, you can leave in the morning. jihyo will be here around 11, so you should be out before then.”
“but-”
tzuyu waved you off, “i’ve loved you all i can. i won’t continue to cause myself pain.” she sniffled.
“you sleep on the couch tonight. please don’t need anything, i don't want to take care of you one last time.”
without another word tzuyu got up and left, leaving you alone for the first time.
you only realized now that even though tzuyu finally had enough, she wasn’t even angry – just hurt.
you were chasing after something that wasn’t, and never will be there. tzuyu would never be like any of your exes, tonight proved that.
all you had now was yourself, and you were the only one to blame.
#xi writes#hitting post then leaving immediately#tzuyu x reader#twice x reader#tzuyu imagine#twice imagine
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Updates
Apologies for the lack of updates on any R&R content lately, the brain does not want to do it LMAO
Instead, I've started work on another multi-chapter fic: Ready Aim Fire (With... punctuation in the title pending)
This would be the Star Sanses x Paintball Reader fic. I've gotten a few chapters written, but unlike R&R, RAF has a beta. Should help with continuity errors and the like. I won't be posting any of it until it's been gone over.
I'm not abandoning R&R, but I'm having difficulty getting started on the content I want to write for it. Nothing good comes out of what gets forced, so I'm directing my creative energies elsewhere.
Additionally, my workstation has been moved. I do the vast majority (98% or better) of my writing at work because the lulls in responsibilities and tasks are often wide and boring. Without real consultation, my station was moved out into the open a little more (where I previously sat in a corner specialized for my job) with the manager occasionally sitting over my shoulder.
Feeling like I'm being babysat does not help my creativity in the slightest, and I feel like I have to kind of... hunch over to be able to write anything without someone reading over my shoulder. Even writing the most innocuous of things, I haaatteee people reading over my shoulder. It's already happened once at this job (I was editing a site page at the time) and I really don't want it to happen again.
Fortunately, the manager both isn't here very often, and doesn't like the setup. I'm hoping this is a very temporary thing. My back is also to the office printer, so I have a pretty steady stream of people behind my desk a lot. That isn't new, but it's more difficult to handle now than it was before.
Also contributing to my lack of ability to make anything is the somewhat unfortunate complete-attention-grab of Baldur's Gate 3, since my partner and I got it on our PS5 to play couch co-op. BG3 has my brain in a chokehold LMAO. I'm trying to evenly split hyperfixation between my projects and the new fandom/special interest, but BG3 is winning that LOL
Also, the domesticity of the first half of RAF is not as exciting for me to write. I'm struggling through a chapter because there's nothing really going on. Still have to make it engaging without dragging ass, so I've rewritten six paragraphs already. I also have to work with a couple of characters I'm not as practiced in writing, and I'm trying to do that well. (Neither of whom were in R&R, for the record.)
I've seen a couple of things for R&R floating around in the wild (ie, not shown directly to me; either I saw it in passing, or friends showed it to me) and it's absolutely mind-boggling that my work is as inspiring as it is, and that people talk about me without talking to me. It almost doesn't feel real. Thank you guys.
Speaking of R&R, I haven't done a proper promotion for this, and it's a crime:
If you enjoyed R&R, especially from a character interaction standpoint, you will absolutely love Rubble&Ramparts by Hiddenshadowwolf on Ao3
Here's a link
The story's premise is: what if the events of Chapter 20 didn't go so smoothly? If everyone got injured in the fight, not just Ren and Dust. What would happen if Baggs was in over his head trying to make sure everyone survives? The answer is to accost a nurse from a very mundane AU to help out, but... there's more to her than meets the eye.
Ru&Ra follows Alexis, a nurse, as she navigates the prickly personalities of Nightmare's crew, discovers and learns about magic, and becomes entangled in the complex web of events that follow xGaster's attack.
Every new chapter is a wonderful treat and an absolute goldmine of characterization and study. You can feel the love and effort put into it.
If you're over there chewing the walls waiting for content from me, go read this, it'll scratch the itch very effectively.
For now, I'll happily take continued questions about the fics, the casts, and the characters. You can ask about RAF, but some things might get a very vague answer if they're spoilery.
Thanks guys!
#k talks#fic nonsense#r&r(r&r)#raf fic#ru&ra#reminded of that “handle your stuff like it's a press release” post
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Choices Masterlists: (alphabetical by LI's first name)
💙 Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle [The Elementalists] 💜 Bryce Lahela x Olivia Hadley(OC) [Open Heart] 💙 Ethan Ramsey x Ellie Shepherd [Open Heart] 💜 John Somerset x Christie Hayes [The Unexpected Heiress] 💙 Jun Seong x Emilia Charles [The Deadliest Game] 💜 Justin Mercado x Mari Bishop [Save the Date] 💙 Levi Schuler x Laura Day [Mother of the Year] 💜 Mal Volari x Daenarya [Blades of Light & Shadow] + Mal's Orphanage Series + Blades 2 AU 💙 Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer [Red Carpet Diaries/Hollywood U] 💜 Troy Hassan x Astraea Callen [Wake the Dead] 💙 Trystan Thorne x Lilah Rose [Crimes of Passion] 💜 Assorted Characters (EmoDrake, ROE Bartender, Thomas Mendez, Kate O'Malley) 💖 Geometric Art 💖 My Personal Favorite Fics
✨Recent Posts ✨
Bitten By Love (Vampire AU): Vampire!Daenarya feeds on her favorite human. [Art]
I Dream of [Thomas and] Alex / Second Art
Operations with Drs Lahela (Halloween Art)
Happy Birthday, Bryce (Picta Posts)
Of Leaves and Laughter (Orphanage Series): Mal and the boys are cleaning up around the orphanage when Mal has an idea to make things more interesting.
Autumn's Embrace: Bryce and Olivia find magic in the small moments of autumn.
A Date to Remember: Bryce has a very important question for Olivia. (iykyk)
A Brush of Magic: Emma tracks down a particularly mischievous book, while Beckett gets caught in their path.
Through the Pain: Emilia takes Jun up on his offer to try the punching bag. (A more emotional rewrite of Jun's Chapter 6 diamond scene)
Only Her: Thomas and Alex enjoy a quiet sunset at the beach.
A Late Night Picnic: Mal surprises Daenarya with a late night picnic, but it doesn't go as planned. [with Rayden & Lydo]
Neon Glow: Bryce and Olivia enjoy some fun during laser tag with their friends. 🖊️🎨
Love & Scotch: dx: Friendship & New Beginnings: Hunt and Ethan share a drink before Hunt's wedding. 🖊️
Daenarya and her trophy husband 🎨
Character Profiles: (alphabetically by first name)
💜 Alex Hunt (RCD/HWU F!MC / OC)
💖 Callista Rossi (VoS MC)
💜 Daenarya (Blades F!MC / OC)
💖 Ellie Shepherd (OH F!MC)
💜 Emilia Charles (TDG F!MC)
💖 Guinevere Áine of Carmelide (F!MC)
💜 Iliana Maria Volari (Blades F!OC)
💖 Keiki Lahela
💜 Laura Day (MotY F!MC)
💖 Lilah Rose (CoP F!MC)
💜 Makoa Lahela (OH M!OC)
💖 Mal Volari (coming soon)
Alessia Volari (Mal's sister) < needs to be rewritten with Wren
💜 Nyx Selenastra (Blades NB!OC)
💖 Malia Lahela (OH F!OC)
💜 Olivia Hadley (OH F!OC)
💖 Rayden + Lydo (Blades OCs) (coming soon)
💜 Trystan Thorne
💚 Character Birthday Chart
Reblog Game Masterlists (alphabetically)
💙 MC Monday: Olivia Hadley 💖 Summer Character Challenge : Olivia Hadley 💙 Summer Character Challenge: Lilah Rose 💖 Top 3 Thursday
Yearly Summary Posts
2023
#lovealexhunt#storyofmychoices#bryce lahela#thomas hunt#mal volari#trystan thorne#olivia hadley#lilah rose#june2023#alex hunt#daenarya#halex#brylivia#malarya#trylah
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