#writing salon

[new-revenant]

Danny ends up in Gotham with no memories of his past or ghost powers. In an attempt for more power a rouge observant weakened Clockwork with liquefied blood blossoms, sent multiple rouge ghosts through the portal to occupy tye rest of team Phantom before stabbing Danny in the back with an electrified blade coated in liquefied blood blossoms as well. This forced Danny into human form as cracked his core leading to him having amnesia.

Danny ends up working at a low rent hair salon after the owner found him and patched him up. He's also staying in the apartment above the salon. He doesn't get the danger when a robber tries to rob the store. Danny sits the robber down and gives him a hair cut and listens to his woes and treats him like a normal person and encourages him to do better.

This keep happening and goes from petty criminals to some of the rouges. The bats are kinda freaking out when they find out Killer Croc is working with Gotham sanitation, that Harley and Ivy opened a therapy office and flower shop, and that the Riddler opened a one hundred percent safe and legal escape room business

Ah yes, one of those “Danny helps the Gotham rouge gallery with the power of friendship” prompts, love to see it. I would’ve liked if they all ended up working at the hair salon. Maybe a petty criminal was using the salon as a “hideout” originally, but took pity on the confused, lanky, wet-cat looking teen. So they made the salon more of a legitimate business, just so Danny could get a living wage(and maybe a bit more than that). Robbers with grudges against the owner get sat down by Danny and are defeated by just having someone to talk to.

I wonder what the rest of Team Phantom are doing. They’re looking for Danny, obviously, and I can see that whole thing going like that one SpongeBob episode. Where Danny doesn’t really want to leave. He doesn’t remember his friends, only his new ones. But I’d imagine his new friends would want him to remember, would want him to go back to his friends. They would help him remember, and support him to the very end.

[the-raindeer-king]

“I’m getting a haircut today.”

A simple statement, and certainly nothing to phone the Prime Minister about. Except you haven’t gone in a couple of years. The last time you had gotten a haircut had gone poorly, leaving you with uneven ends that you had to go somewhere else to fix. So, you don’t blame yourself for being a little nervous about the appointment.

On the other hand, your boyfriend just hums in response, completely unfazed by the statement. Part of you appreciates how nonchalant he is, but it’s also a bitter reminder that you should also be feeling that way.

“Want me to take you?” Simon asks, barely glancing up from his paperwork. He pauses to take a bite of breakfast, before turning his hazel eyes back to the papers you’re pretty sure he shouldn’t have brought home. But that’s a different conversation.

“Oh, uh… I don’t know,” you admit, the anxiety in your voice obvious. You can’t help but wring your hands together, thinking it over for a moment.

That catches Simon’s attention, setting the papers onto the table. His gaze settles on you, scanning over your body language. He doesn’t understand why you’re so nervous. You practically jump at the opportunity to have him take you to your other appointments, eating up any excuse to show off your man. So, why hesitate now?

“Talk to me, love.”

It takes you a second to gather your thoughts, and then it’s all spilling out: the last haircut you got, the anxiety of having a repeat experience. It definitely doesn’t help that you’re getting your hair cut shorter than you ever have before. You’ve been working on your self-esteem, but sometimes it creeps up on you anyway. You ended the rant with a soft, out of breath, “What if I look ugly?”

Simon’s quiet for a moment, processing what’ve you said. For a moment, you feel more like a butterfly, pinned under the weight of his gaze. You’re tempted to run, to go hide in the bedroom and just miss the appointment all together. But you had been looking forward to this all week, and it sucks feeling so unsure now.

Simon speaks before you can.

“I’m never going to think you look ugly, love.”

You open your mouth to interject, but he holds up a hand to stop you.

“You could buzz your head, and I'd still think you’re the most gorgeous person I’ve ever seen.”

And damn, if that one sentence doesn’t make you feel immediately better. You duck your head, trying to hide the goofy smile that grows on your face. Not that it does much to hide the heat rising on your cheeks. “Well… let’s hope we don’t have to do that,” you reply, quietly.

Simon snorts in response, but there’s a small smile on his face as well. He stands from the table, moving around it to press a kiss to the top of your head. “You’ll be fine.”

And wouldn’t you know it? You are fine, and you look fucking good with your new haircut.

[superfallingstars]

Personally I think jily is supposed to be idealized (like how James and lily were idealized) to Harry. James gets knocked of his pedestal in swm and so does jily by Harry questioning if his father forced his mother into marriage. Later when talking to lupin and Sirius James and Jily get a slight defense and Harry is back to feeling alright but with the knowledge that things weren’t perfect.

I personally don’t read Jily as abusive (even though I read James as being abusive to snape at school, but I don’t think that violent, physical behavior was extended to Lily) but I definitely don’t read them as a “good” couple (whatever that means). I think you can read it in many different ways given there is so little of them and I think an interpretation that their relationship wasn’t the healthiest is perfectly plausible with the scant information we’re given.

Yeahhhh that’s probably what JKR intended. James and Lily are the fridged parents who are dearly mourned and missed, and as a result, their flaws are completely smoothed over in everyone’s memories. But in Snape’s Worst Memory, Harry learns the hard lesson that things aren’t always what they seem, and that nobody is perfect, not even his dead father. Hurrah.

My problem with this is that I think it’s very boring, LOL. Like it really is probably exactly what JKR intended (given her middle-of-the-road takes on every moral and political question that happens in these books), but man, it feels like such a cop out. James basically ruins Snape’s life for no reason, and the conclusion we’re meant to draw from this is just, well, people are complicated! NO!!!! Bad answer!!! Like, Snape also did some terrible things, but at least he spends a ton of pages actively suffering/atoning for his sins. But James, on the other hand, is only somewhat implied to have changed maybe slightly a little bit somewhere off-page, and we just have to take #1 James Potter fanboy Sirius Black and serial understater Remus Lupin at their word. So if James was supposed to be “redeemed” – or even just excused – wow, it really doesn't work for me. You can't go as dark as "protagonist questions if his father forced his mother into marriage" and then just brush it off like no big deal, Joanne! And it’s so frustrating, because all it would've taken to fix this would've been to show James being a good person instead of just telling the reader that he was one (proof: trust me?). Ugh.

So because of all that, I agree that from what we’re given, it’s quite difficult to read Jily as “good.” We rarely see them interact, and when we do, James’s behavior is wayyyy too similar to the trope of “terrible guy eventually gets the girl even though she seems to hate him with every fiber of her being because his persistence and not taking no for an answer is just toooo romantic to resist.” Which sucks, lol. It feels like JKR is basically being like, “eh, James was young and dumb, whatever” and giving him a huge out for all the grief he caused Snape (and Lily, for that matter) – and she expects that the reader will agree that that is a legitimate excuse for his behavior, and by extension think that it's reasonable for Lily to forgive and eventually marry him. And man, I am just not sure if that is enough to convince me. (And evidently, I'm not alone, considering the “Jily is abusive” meta post that likely sparked this ask!)

With that said, I agree that it’s a stretch to say that James was abusive (or even implied to be abusive) toward Lily. It’s not a completely unfounded take – it could probably be written well in a fic, and even be canon compliant – but you would really have to extrapolate that dynamic from the little information we’re given (as you pointed out). And more importantly (at least, re: that meta), I don't think JKR intended that interpretation at all.

Personally, I just don’t think it makes sense for the narrative for James and Lily to have been in an abusive relationship. And by the narrative, I mean Harry. If Jily is an abusive (or even just bad) relationship, that would have massive ramifications for the way Harry sees his parents. Ideally he would have to come to terms with that at some point – I don’t think it makes sense for James’s and Lily’s relationship to have been this way and not have significantly affected Harry – but imo JKR clearly does not want to deal with that. Like you said, the point of SWM – aside from foreshadowing Lily and Snape’s relationship – was to knock James off his pedestal and basically go, See, nobody’s perfect. <3 And the story is not interested in engaging with James’s behavior on a level any deeper than that lol. Which ok, I don’t love it, but if we’re not going to spend time dealing with morally gray James, then it doesn’t make sense for him to be even more morally gray (or rather, have him fall face first over the line into becoming a downright despicable person) by making him abusive toward Lily.

So that's my Doylist analysis: no way in hell did JKR intend Jily to be an abusive relationship, but she also didn't do a good enough job defending and/or redeeming James after SWM, so we're just left to speculate about how much he really changed. Still, I don't think "JKR is a bad writer" is a very satisfying answer. After all, the only reason that I'm engaging with this text in the first place is because I'm a fan of it, so I think it's also worth looking at it from a Watsonian perspective – or at least, to accept the events of the book as they're written and try to fill in the blanks. (Imo so much of the fun of fandom is trying to fill in those blanks in a satisfying way, to expand upon a character and try to reach a more interesting conclusion than the author did... And I would be remiss not to mention that, because it undoubtedly influences the way that I (and probably also you, if you're on this side of tumblr) engage with the text.)

So for me, as a Marauders era fan, I’m faced with: ok, I don’t really like the idea of these two characters together, but they canonically got together, and I think the story is better because they got together, and it’s better if they genuinely like each other, and it all had to happen somehow – so how can I explain it in a way that both makes sense with the story and is satisfying to me? And my answer to that is twofold.

First, I imagine that James was not always quite such an awful guy (as in, not always as showy, combative, and cruel as he was in SWM). After all, there is a glimmer of goodness in him when he chooses to save Snape’s life during the Prank, revealing that somewhere deep down, he does in fact have a moral compass. And second, I think that he has to have changed. And I mean a genuine change – one that might not have resulted in completely different behavior (after all, he was still hexing Snape through his seventh year) – but regardless, something that makes him seriously reflect on his actions and reconsider his motivations. His behavior in SWM is just too inexcusable for him to get with Lily – partly because Lily is generally framed as a Very Good Person, and partly because regardless of how she is framed, James was still awful to her – without any self-reflection or growth. Of course, the problem then becomes explaining this in a satisfying way!

And I have some ideas in mind – but they’re definitely more speculation than fact, and omg this post is long enough already. Luckily, I received another ask on this topic, so I will save my self-indulgent headcanons for that.

There is one last thing I want to mention, which is (part of) my reasoning for why James may not have been such a bully all the time and why I think he has the capacity for change, and it's been nagging at me ever since I read that meta post (which again, presumably started this whole thing). I think one thing that bothers a lot of people (including me!) about James is that it seems like he chooses to pick on Snape in SWM because of Lily’s presence. He wants to show off to her, so he keeps looking over to the girls by the water, he ruffles his hair, he deepens his voice, and he tries to get her attention by targeting Snape. Following this logic, we can presume that James wouldn’t have done any of this if Lily hadn’t been there – and that’s the part that got me thinking. I have to wonder if Lily was perhaps not the only person who James wanted to impress in that scene… in fact, I think it’s incredibly likely that James would have acted differently if the Marauders hadn’t been there! (Harry has "the distinct impression that Sirius was the only one for whom James would have stopped showing off," and Sirius saying that he's bored is the inciting incident for James spotting Snape...!) Yes it’s going to be a James masculinity analysis because this is what happens every time I talk about these fucking characters apparently. So idk, stick around if you’re into that.

And of course, thank you for the ask!

[miyamiyano]

Bakaizo

[crabsnpersimmons]

things i'm doing instead of writing my fic:

take a map, take a map

Note: nothing is to scale because i value my sanity

[hawnks]

Iida trapping you into a quirk marriage with him because he’s truly in love with you but you don’t even want to look at him……

[nburkhardt]

Of Scissors & Wild Curls

Trying to beat out my writers block by writing an au troupe I absolutely love reading and haven’t written before. Just a heads up, it’s in modern times just so I don’t have to worry about being accurate to anything in the 80s ✌️ (this was stated on June 16th, when I started it)

anyway enjoy!

It’s the worst day of his entire life.

Right now. This is absolutely the day to end all bad days. It’ll be in his autobiography, it’ll be written in news articles and maybe a movie someday.

He wants to die a million deaths, truly.

It’s The Worst.

…. Or he might be exaggerating a bit. Just a little. Really, it’s not the end of the world.

This time at least.

Look, he’s had a long ass week and had a fight with some idiot taking pictures of him absolutely not falling on his ass. And the record label just told him that they need at least another album before letting the band take a much needed break.

Also, if he’s being truthful here, his writers block is a killer.

There’s a wall just planted in his brain, cutting off any and all lyrics the band needs for another fucking album.

Where was he again? Oh, worst day of his life.

“We’re going to stop in the next town, maybe we can find a place to- help?”

He groans and throws his head back, looking over at Gareth, “dude, my hair is a fucking disaster. There’s no helping that!”

Gareth crosses his arms with a deadpan look, “Ed, I think you’re overreacting a little. It’s just a little piece of gum! It’s not even that far in your hair, maybe this can be a little-“

“Don’t say it!”

“-trim”

He glares at him, “a little trim? This piece of shit is near my goddamn neck, Gare! I CAN FEEL IT! That fucking asshole did it on purpose too, I just know it!”

There’s a little five foot asshole out in the world, that’s his number one enemy now. Slapping him on the back with a “great show, my man!” Before walking away with a snicker. At the moment he didn’t think anything of it, too busy focusing on the fans around him trying to get his attention. His adrenaline and energy buzzing too much to realize something off with that guy.

He didn’t even notice it, it was a goddamn fan to point it out. Because they felt it when they took a picture together.

See? Worst day ever.

Right now they’re in the bus already moving onto the next city for the next concert. He isn’t even sure what’s the next one, all he knows is his hair has fucking gum in it and it’s the worst thing to ever happen to him.

“I still think you’re overreacting just a little, look, maybe there’s a way to get it out without cutting anything. We just have to find a place, there’s a two day break before the next concert. Ok?” Gareth pulls his hands away from his face, “Chris even told our driver to be on the lookout for places already.”

Sighing, he leans back and looks at his best friend, “I guess you’re right”

“I’m always right, dude.”

Rolling his eyes, he gets up and decides to take a nap face down because there’s no way he’s making it worse and getting stuck to his sheets.

Okay so, he’s overreacting a little bit. But he’s been growing his hair out for years now. It’s the perfect length and just wild enough that everyone knows him just by the hair.

It’s his thing, okay?!

A phone is slammed down and he flinches before looking towards the front, “did the phone kill your dog? Or was that-“

Robin whipped her head around a pinched look on her face, “that was goddamn Fran asking for a perm, I swear to god I don’t know how you deal with her! She actually had the nerve to praise you about letting her go so long without paying! She’s scheduled for Friday, because and I quote ‘my hair is straight as a needle’ she doesn’t do shit with her hair, Steve!”

He shakes his head and grabs his water before walking towards her, “Truthfully? I kinda zone out when I’m working on her hair.”

Robin blinked at him before she burst out laughing.

Being one of the only hair salons in their tiny town has some benefits, which is taking some customers that only pay after ranking up to nearly $300. That and he can hire anyone he wants and having a crew of just their friends is a perfect way to deal with the few crazy customers they get.

Oh, and he gets to hang out with them all the time while doing something he actually loves.

When he decided to go to cosmetology school instead of whatever place his dad wanted, he didn’t think he’d end up here. Honestly. His mom told him there was a chance it would go no where, that it’ll just be another thing to add to his list of hobbies.

Baseball, basketball, swimming, drawing and lastly cutting hair.

According to his dad, all of that was pointless. Well, not basketball. To his mom, it just made him look good for future partners. Thankfully their opinions don’t matter to him much anymore, they’re long gone from this tiny town and he’s twenty five now.

Really, he doesn’t need their support or opinions anymore.

“Woah! Dingus come here!” Robin calls out without needing to, the shop is small and he’s just at his station, “there’s your dorky kids jumping around like actual kids”

Rolling his eyes, he stands next to her to find that; yes across the street is the kids- now teenagers jumping around some parked bus. He can’t quite make out what’s on the bus, his vision is shit with letters even with his contacts in. Whatever they’re excited about is probably related to their dragons game.

So definitely nothing he’d understand. Right?

His attention is drawn away from the teens because of the door opening, he spins around with a smile already on his face. “Hello, do you have an appointment today?”

Standing half way in the door is a tiny blonde with a high pony tail and clearly not from around here. He pretty much knows everyone in Hawkins, or at least he knows everyone that comes into his shop.

This person definitely hasn’t been in before, she is adorable though. Totally Robin’s type, actually. Glancing at his best friend, and yep, there’s already hearts in her eyes.

“Hi! No, actually I wanted to see if you did have any openings?” Tiny Blonde smiles and he can see her glance at Robin, “either of you?”

If he could, he’d totally leave Robin to handle this by herself. It’d be pay back for when she ditched him at the bar a few weeks ago, but he’s not that petty. “Technically she can’t cut or color anyone’s hair, but I’m free later. I got a person coming in like twenty minutes. What did you-“

“Actually, it’s for a friend of mine!” She shakes her head and pulls her phone out, glancing at it and typing something quickly before looking back at him, “Can you do like a quick, consult maybe? Not like now, but later?”

Out of the corner of his eye he sees Robin nod her head as if she’s the one going to do it. Rolling his eyes he smiles and moves to the appointment book, taking a quick glance he can technically squeeze in something. “Just a consult?”

“Maybe a trim if all goes well, we could even come in tomorrow if you can’t today. We did just get into town, I’m sure my friend will understand if you can’t” her phone beeps and he can’t tell but it seems like she’s grimacing at whatever was sent, “or maybe you know another place?”

Technically he could send them somewhere else, but he’s curious plus from the glare he can feel from Robin- he glances at her and yep, she’s glaring a hole in his head.

He doesn’t need to ask her that she wants this pretty blonde to come back.

“Nah, you can come back at four. We can chat and figure out what needs or can be done.“ he smiles at her before handing over an appointment card, “I’m Steve, by the way. That’s Robin”

She takes the card with a smile, “Oh! I’m Chrissy, you don’t realize how much this will make my friend’s day. We’ll see you then, it’ll just be you two, right?”

“Yep! See you in a few hours!” Chrissy flashed a bright smile at him then Robin before opening the door and walking away.

He doesn’t even bother looking towards Robin to tell her, “You’ve got it bad”

There’s a loud shriek and then a laugh as Chrissy walks away. She smiles before looking down at her phone to text the good news.

‘Best news of your life right now, four o’clock. Dummy’

‘THANK YOU ❤️🖤’

It’s inching closer and closer to four and Steve isn’t sure if Chrissy just forgot or that her friend decided it wasn’t worth it. Either way, he’s going to clean up now because it’s been a long day and all he wants now is to drink some wine while relaxing on his couch.

He’s listening to Robin vent from across the salon, while cleaning the mirrors. “Despite how pretty she is, if they don’t show up soon I’m closing this place up!”

“It’s not even officially four yet, Robs.” He laughs and turns away from his mirror to clean the chair, “we have like five minutes before we give up on it.”

Robin let’s out a groan, spinning around to point at him with a glare, “It’s Friday night and I have plans, Steven!”

“I hope these plans don’t involve me, Robin. I have to be in here at fucking eight in the morning, I’d like to get at least five hours of sleep” he glares over at her, “the last time we went out and I had to work in the morning, I almost didn’t make it in”

Because of Robin’s loud laughter he nearly misses the door opening, he bounces up with a smile, “hi can I- Chrissy!”

Standing by the front desk is of course, Chrissy along with her is a tall guy with long wild curls standing next to her. He has a pair of sunglasses on and his hands shoved into the leather jacket he has on.

“Hi guys, sorry we didn’t get here sooner there was a crowd and this one couldn’t get passed it withou- ow! Eddie!” She glared at the man, Eddie apparently, and rubbing her arm.

It’s confusing but he’s not going to question it, his relationship with Robin is weird, probably weirder actually. So instead of questioning that he moves closer, “it’s fine, we were just cleaning up real quick. We said just a consult right or did you figure out what you wanted?”

Wordlessly, the two of a conversation right there. Hand movements, head nods and shakes before there’s a bright satisfied smile on Chrissy’s face appears. Eddie looks not upset per-say but definitely like he lost whatever was said in their conversation.

“Yep! He’ll do a trim, but there’s a little problem. You see, someone decided to put gum on his back and-”

Robin’s laughing again while he’s just horrified for Eddie. He can’t help but feel bad for the hair, well, maybe Eddie too. But he hasn’t said a word to them yet, still standing there with his glasses on and now crossing his arms with what looks like a pout on his face. Chrissy’s still talking about the gum and how it’s ruined Eddie’s day and they couldn’t figure out any other way to get it out.

He shakes his head, moving towards his chair and patting it, “well, I can’t figure anything out until you’re sitting in the chair and I get a closer look at the hair”

Eddie looks between the chair and Chrissy, before moving towards him and sitting in the chair. Sunglasses still on his face, a pout very much there as well. Up close, his hair is even more wild than he originally thought. The curls are a mess, that’s clear as he sticks his hand to figure out how much the gum is stuck.

It’s not too terrible, definitely bad but not enough where if he does cut it out, the hair wouldn’t be much different.

There is however, the fact that this guy is clearly not taking proper care of his hair. For as wild as it is, the curls are frizzy and not defined.

“Good news, I could cut the gum out and you’re hair won’t lose too much length or I could also try getting it out using some oil without taking scissors to your hair.”

“And the bad news?”

“You’re not taking proper care of your hair, these curls could be so much more”

He hears Chrissy let out a giggle and Robin’s definitely laughing with her, but his gaze is on Eddie, who’s mouth drops and nearly rips the glasses off to show that his eyes are wide with shock.

Steve can’t help himself, he smiles and lets his own little giggle out.

Eddie looks absolutely ridiculous and Steve might know him, like, at all. But he’s definitely someone he’d like to know eventually, being this dramatic over a little comment? That’s someone worth knowing, he thinks.

———

Ending it there lol.

Wanna know what’s funny? I started this to get out of my writers block and ended up getting it WITH THIS.

So I used wip wednesdays/weekends to push myself along and finally after also talking with @i-less-than-three-you & @strangersteddierthings I’ve decided to make this a two parter! I get to share what I already wrote AND give myself a way to write them actually getting together.

I also wanna shout out @artiststarme for helping me a bit too! They gave me a few suggestions and helped out so thank you to all three of them 🩷 you all are amazing and I love you!!

Tag list! (If you’d like to be added let me know)

@spectrum-spectre @itsfreakingbats @mysticcrownshipper @artiststarme @thereindeerlady @justforthedead89 @ronniescontinuum @freyaforestafay @littlewildflowerkitten @estrellami-1 @gregre369 @zerokrox-blog @bookworm0690 @flustratedcas @carlprocastinator1000 @marvelmwah @solliesolesito @navnae @i-less-than-three-you

@yikes-a-bee @sc00ps-ahoy @geekymagicalpotato @thesuninyaface @penny00dreadful

PS: if you made it this far you get to know that the thing with someone not paying until the bill is up to $300 is a true fucking story. There’s a lady that comes into my work (a hair salon btw) and gets away with coming in for a hair wash or color or perms and doesn’t pay! Idk why my boss continues letting her do this but she does 🤷‍♀️

[lloyd-007]

Firebound au

I love these kinds of aus so much, like the whole idea that one of the ninja can be lost to there elements is so interesting to me but heartbreaking for everyone around them. Like just imagine one day there here and the next they’re gone well technically they’re still there but not at the same time.

In my au so far it’s more focused on the aftermath, how the ninja handles what happened to there brother and filling what I feel the show missed out after what happened in seabound like we barely got to see how the rest of the ninja handled it like all we had was a time skip to a whole year later when they had mostly accepted what happened ( well not Jay). How would it had been if it was someone else and not Nya? What if it was Kai instead, how would this affect the team? Most importantly Nya and Lloyd? What about Kai and Nyas own parents?? And can’t forget about Skylor , how would this affect the team and overall what about Kai?

In my opinion Nya wouldn’t waste the chance to get kai back like that’s her brother, the one that literally raised her. He’s isn’t  just a brother he’s literally a parent to her and Same with Lloyd. The ninja would probably go down a different state of grief, Lloyd without a doubt would be depression, Nya would be denial, it takes them longer to accept what happened to Kai and Lloyd starts to lose control of his powers a little. They both lash out at people who want to help, but just as Nya starts to accept what happened to her brother something happens to Lloyd ( no spoilers).

And kai is there to help them but he’s mad at them he doesn’t understand why he’s even mad at them, he doesn’t even know them. Lloyd argues back, and something snaps in kai causing him to somewhat come back but he’s still stuck as his element, his minds is half gone half foggy he’s sometimes unsure of what’s happening around him but at least it can’t get any worse.. right.

[silverbluedragon]

Hey lovely awesmazing people and Happy New 2025! Hope it is more bright, more magical, more fun and more inspirational!

As I countdown the hours to saying goodbye to a pretty darn nasty year, I am looking back at some not so bad moments and taking a page from @devooshawrites stealing this lovely idea and doing my own writing review.

✨It has been a year of battles as I got addicted to Writing Battle and did as many as I could. It's exhilarating and I hope to get into even more in 2025.

Between writing battles, London Writer's Salon weekly writing contests and an amazing speedrun zine, Cafeeine Rush, hosted by @bycmykae my new OCs Ryan and Star and their wonderous universe were born. Hoping to be able to bring you more of “The Universe Beyond” in 2025.

✨Even though it was just one, I managed to get out a chapter of “As Loud As a Whisper, As Silent As a Scream”. Thanks so much to @vexednperplexed for the push and faith in me. Love you dear friend. I did also work a lot on the detailed outline for this, so 2025 should hopefully see even more chapters.

✨Of course transformative works have been on my creative forefront again this year. Still very much into my VLD blackhole but slowly branching out as well. Most of the others are in a wip or outline state so they will have to come in 2025 so stay tuned.

✨Last but by no means least, I was honoured and blessed to be part of a few projects this year. They would be released in 2025 so go see and check them out! ✨We Live to Sabotage Vol 2 – A LeaKira AU Cyberpunk zine @wltsleakirazine ✨True Love’s Kiss – A Klance Kiss Zine @klancekisszine ✨Mythos – A Klance Mythological Zine @klmythologyzine ✨Traditions: A Multicultural Zine brought to you by @/sarcasticmoth_press ✨Caffeine Rush – A Coffee and Tea themed Speedrun Zine (already released) @bycmykae

It's been a fun creative year and I have plenty of projects that are almost done and would be releasing soon, so hope to be able to share a lot with you at the start of 2025. Writing and creative alike! 🥰

Biggest hugs to all and hope it is better for all of us! Shine on crazy unicorns! 😘

[hannamoon143]

It's okay not to be okay

Genre: heavy angst, some comfort at the end

Pairings: ???

Warnings: Crying,depression(but not named as such),su!cide,su!cidal thoughts,haters, hate comments,

a/n: here a binnie fic. It's very angsty tho,so if you are not comfortable with some of the things that are listed over there don't read it.Anyways as always this doesn't reffer to changbin irl. Take care of yourself,and have a great day!<33 now enjoy reading<3

What is the point of anything?Would it really matter if he wouldn't be here anymore? These were thoughts that came into Chanbings mind a lot lately.The boys had to do a lot for the comeback lately.Everyone was busy and stressed. Changbin too. He hated when a part from him in the song wasn't perfect,and he would record it again and again. He wanted to get the performance perfect like the others. All the stress and the thoughts if he were good enough made him feel the worst.He knew there were stays that loved him.But there were also stays that always hated on him.He tried to be better,but People cheered less for him.They said that hyunjins looks were perfect but changbins were not. He didn't know what he did wrong. But he still laughed. He cheered everyone in the group up,always aware to not hurt the feelings of anyone.

But noone knew that he himself felt the worst. He tried to ignore his own feelings. He tried to hide them. For the boys,he always told himself.He had to be strong for them. This day, felix came to him,crying and saying that it was so overwhelming,and that he just didn't get the dances right. Changbin tucked a smile on his own lips and comforted felix. He said that everything would be better when the comeback was prepared,and that he believed in him. He said a lot of good things to felix,until he smiled again.Until he gave changbin a hug and left again. To be honest changbin liked comforting people.It distracted him from his own horrible thoughts. But when felix left the room it was cold again.Cold and empty.

Changbin managed to hide his feelings so good,that not even chan noticed the state he was in. Chan usually always knew what the members felt or thought.But this time changbin supressed his feelings very well.At least until he was alone again,re-reading the horrible comments about himself that were written under videos of him.

But then there was you. You were the only person that could let Changbin forget his thoughts.The only person that could make him smile without himself forcing to do so.Changbin loved you a lot. And he trusted you.Probably even more than the guys. But he didn't even tell you of his feelings. Not because you would be mean or judge him.Changbin exactly knew that you would comfort him,look more after him, spend more time with him.You would do everything to cheer him up,to distract him from everything. And that was the problem. Changbin always said to himself ''Other people have bigger problems'' And he believed that his feelings would be a burden to anyone.Because everyone has their own problems and issues to master.And yes he was right. One night you called him,crying and telling him that you didn't want to do this anymore,that you wanted to give up.Changbin comforted you,said everything that came into his mind to give you some joy.But he punished himself everyday after this call,that he wasn't there to protect you from this feelings.To prevent these thoughts that he had too,from coming into your mind.Your mental health struggled lately,and he thought it was much worse than his little issues.But little did he know that his mental health was exactly the same.

From that call on he tried even more. He had a lot to do,and was overwhelmed with his schedule and the hate,but he still came to you with a smile on his lips,whenever you wanted something from him. Lately it seemed like your depression went from you to changbin.You seemed happier again,you smiled again. But he felt worse. Now that he besided his schedule also cared for you,and also for the boys he didn't care for himself.Whenever someone told him that they felt bad,he hated himself for not being able to protect those people from these feelings.He felt responsible for everyones feelings.Always trying to lighten the mood.

But today it was even worse. Dance practice and everything was horrible. Jeongin fell to the ground,because he didn't master a step. His ankle was sprained and everyone was worried. Also changbin felt like his rap part in the song was never good enough.He recorded again and again,but he always found something that he could do better. Now he sat in his room,alone. He wasn't alone in a while.He mostly was with the boys or with you. You told changbin to not come over today,because you wanted to go hiking. You had a sudden spark in your eyes so changbin told you to have fun,and to send him some pictures.So now he was laying on his bed and scrolling through hate comments.again.You didn't text changbin once the whole day,and you also didn't post any picture.Usually you wrote him at least three times a day,to tell him what you did,or when you bought some cute stuff.He assumed it was just because the hiking was so fun. But anyways he let out a sigh of relief when a message from you popped onto his screen.When he opened it,he got pale.

Ynnie❤️: it's enough.I'm done,i can't do this anymore

Ynnie❤️: I don't want you to come over,and please don't call me.Just promise me two things.That you won't search for me when i'm not here anymore,and that you won't join me in the next 30 years, okay?

Ynnie❤️: and binnie... I know you never told me what was going on,or how you felt but i always knew that something is going on. I'm sorry that you never trusted me enough to tell me,but i hope it get's better.

Me: Ynnie,what are you talking about.

Me: tell me that this is a joke.Now

Ynnie❤️: Binnie,please all i want anymore is you to promise me that okay?

Me: No yn, Don't do that. I'm coming over now

Ynnie❤️: Please binnie.Do me this favor and promise me that.Please

Me: Okay i promise.But don't do anything you will regret.I'm leaving the house now.

Ynnie❤️: I love you binnie❤️I will forever.But now that eveything is said i have to go...

Me: yn,stay on the phone with me please

Me: yn??

Changbin started the engine of his car.He didn't give his members an answer when they asked what was going on,when he ran out the dorm,getting in the car.He drove fast,much faster than it was allowed.But he didn't care.That just couldn't happen. He should have been more attentive when you were so happy lately. But no.He somehow still believed that you would stand in your apartment,laughing and telling him it was just a joke.He still had a little hope. He got nearer and nearer to your apartment. When he got there he ran into the building,but was stopped by a paramedic.

"I'm sorry sir,but nobody can go there now."

Changbin wanted to believe that those paramedics where there because some old lady had a heart attack.

"What happened? Please i need to know" he begged.

"I am not allowed to say anything,but you seem very desperate.So a young woman tried a suic!de attempt.And unfortunately she was succesfull.Her apartment door wasn't locked so the dog of an old lady managed to get in,and when she wanted to get it back she saw the woman lying on the floor.With a knife in her hands"

Changbin felt numb.This was all just a big joke right?You would never leave him alone,right? You wouldn't just leave him broken in this cruel world.Suddenly a lot of paramedics and other people rushed by,in the middle a body covered with a blanket.That wasn't you right?Changbin felt like everything was in slow motion,when a hand of the body slipped through the blanket.On it the bracelet that changbin gifted you for your last birthday.You were so happy about it,you never took it off.he got ripped out of his freeze when behind him suddenly a police man talked to him.

"Excuse me sir? Are you the man on this picture? We went through miss L/ns stuff that she had near herself and there was a letter,with this picture on it,and there is written :for Binnie"

Changbin just nodded,and the police man gave him a white envelope.He apologized and went away. Changbin needed to go out there.He rushed to his car and drove away,with the same speed he came to your apartment.His mind was silent.It usually never was.But he just felt numb. When he was back at the dorm,all the members were in the kitched and chan snapped :

"Changbin! where the heck did you go? We all were dead worried,you could at least have answered one of our calls!"

But then the members noticed his gaze,his pale face and that he didn't look good at all.

"Is everything okay hyung?" Jeongin whispered,his look worried.

Changbin just nodded again,ignoring the questions from the others,going into his room and locking the door.

He opened the envelope with trembling fingers,taking a sheet of paper out.

Dear my Binnie,

When you read this letter i probably finally made it to a better place.How i know you,you have a lot of questions. I don't want to explain it to you,i only can say that it simply got too overwhelming for me.I was on this point before in my life,but then you always came into my mind.I always tried to be strong for you. This time it was just really my choice,and i think i have to do this.So please,don't blame yourself for the things i did or do.Because you already filled my life with so much joy,and i'm pretty sure without you my life would have been shorter.Also i beg you to don't join me in the next 30 years.I don't want to see you here,alright?Also here with my last words i can finally say it. You never told me anything about how you felt or if anything made you upset.But i always knew that something was bothering you in the past weeks.I wished you told me,because maybe i could have helped you,but it doesn't matter now.The only thing that has to be said now is that i love you.Always remember that i will always love you,and be by your side.No matter if you can see me or not. Also please don't think that i just left you broken on the floor.Maybe you feel like you can't do this anymore too,but i promise you that it will get better,you have seven wonderful friends who will also always be there for you. And i want you to do me a few favors. Please tell the guys what is bothering you,they called me and asked me if i knew what is going on.They care a lot about you. Also don't overwork yourself.I saw all the work you did lately,and to be honest i texted you so often that i needed you,to get you away from work.I know it's egoisitc,but i didn't want you to get overwhelmed.And the last favor is :please,never ever forget me.

So remember that i love you,and i will always stay by your side.

Your lovely y/n

P.S: Allow yourself to cry,scream,sob,whatever you need to. Don't let youself go all numb.You deserve to show your emotions.

Now changbin cried.Now everything suddenly felt real.The numbness left his body when he read your words.Why wasn't he able to protect you from all this? He tried to muffle his sobs with his sweater but then a concerned felix knocked on the door quietly and opened it.As soon a he saw changbin crying on the floore he sat down besides him.

"Hyung,what is going on? Did something happen?" Changbin wasn't able to say something but he hugged felix. Felix immediately wrapped his arms around his friend.Seeing changbin cry like this made him also cry. Soon the other members also came in.Nobody of them knew what was going on but they all joined felix and changbin,hugging and comforting him.They didn't ask,knowing that changbin couldn't answer yet.

That night changbin didn't sleep.He felt so responsible for everything.But then he always read your letter again.And he decided to do what you wanted from him.He would be strong,for you.But first he did what you last wrote.He allowed himself to express his emotions.He cried,sobbed and screamed into his pillow.

The next day all the mebers were eating breakfast except changbin.The boys heard him crying all night and decided to let him sleep now. Suddenly hans eyes grew big,when he scrolled on his phone.

"Is everything okay?" Minho asked.

Han didn't say a word but gave his phone minho.now all the other guys also wanted to see what was going on.They were shocked.There was an article about you. After they all read it,chan finally said something.

"Now that we know what is going on,whe really should be there for changbin.You all know that he loved y/n a lot,so we should really comfort him now." They all agreed.

When changbin woke up,he had a pounding headache.He assumed it was because of the hours of crying. He looked at his phone. Wait it was already 11 a.m! Why did noone wake him up? He decided to get up and then join the others at the company.That plan was destoyed when he walked out of his room,and all of his members sat on the couch,watching a movie and eating sweets. Seungmin was the first one that noticed the confused changbin.

"Why are you standing there like a statue?Come and watch the movie.We even have your favorite chocolate."he said in a soft tone.

Now the others also turned around.They all gave changbin a warm smile. Changbin knew that you wouldn't want him to hide his feelings and stay in his room,so he smiled back at the guys and sat down besides felix. It wasn't a forced smile like most times.Felix leaned to changbin and made a little chicken face "Cuddles?Pleeeeaseee?" Usually changbin wasn't that affectionate but he needed it.You taught him,that it's okay to lean on other people sometimes. So he acted like he was forced and sighed,but then he opened his arms. Felix let out a tiny giggle and curled into changbins side.

Someday hangbin would also tell the boys how overwhelmed he was.They would figure out together,how they could make a better schedule. He also would go to his members when he needed to cry,and not curl into himself again. He laughed when he was happy,he cried when he was sad, he told his members when he got overwhelmed,and he would ask for a hug when he needed it. (Only felix was allowed to always hug him though.)

You left him broken,and you weren't able to heal him anymore.It would take a lot of time,but he would recover.The seven wonderful boys would help him.But you also taught him,that he deserves to show his emotions.That it's okay to not always be happy. That it's okay not to be okay.

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hope (harry/ginny) | a microfic

for @hinnymicrofic day 14 | prompt: hope (slightly nsfw!)

They lug their trunks across the Burrow’s yard in sweaty, stony silence. ‘Beautiful evening,’ her mother remarks, as her children clamber back over the threshold of the rickety old house. ‘I do hope we get more of this lovely sunshine.’ 

Stupid thing to say, she thinks, stupid thing to hope for. There's a wishbone out drying on the kitchen window sill. Wonders if her mother plans to waste it wishing for more good weather in the middle of a war.

Dinner is shepherd’s pie - her old favourite, a Molly classic, and yet it tastes like dust, like ash, like nothing. ‘I know you’ve had a tricky time, dear,’ her mother says gently. She stiffens, glares at Ron, traitor, but then - ‘what with your exams being cancelled - and right when you’d done all that work -’ so she's safe, then, goes back to moving mash potato around her plate. ‘Made of real shepherds,’ her dad says, weak smile, trying his best. She gulps down her mouthful and excuses herself, slams the bedroom door shut, finds she's shaking.

Lying on her back on her bed, staring at the sunset’s stains on the ceiling, the only sound the late summer birdsong out of the open window. Quiet, too quiet, for a house this full. Downstairs, the kitchen’s all whispers. Every now and then she hears an unfamiliar footstep creak on the landing, strangers on the staircase. Headquarters, now. The war’s come home, and it’s using their loo.

She’d got her hopes up, that's the thing. First mistake, stupid. He’d been telling the story of Ron’s camp-bed collapsing in on him that time, lying back on his elbows under their tree with his hair ragged, handsome. She’d laughed, see, and said well, maybe this summer we’ll spare you the indignity of the campbed and being dense, he’d said well Fred and George’s room was nice if you don’t mind the smell of soot. She’d rolled her eyes, said Potter can you really not notice when a girl’s trying to get you into her bed. He’d gone red, then, stammered a bit, but it was all over his face: the wonder, the want. Your mum will go ballistic, he’d muttered, but he’d said will not would, and his hand had toyed with her hip, fingertips trailed her thigh. He’d wanted it too. He’d thought they’d have it, thought they'd get the summer, at least. 

We could’ve had ages, he’d said. Months, years, maybe. Stupid, stupidest thing, hope. No use for it.

It’d have been cramped. He’d have had to sneak down from Ron’s room, under the cloak. She’d have shown him her Harpies poster, now this is what a proper team looks like, Potter, worn her nice pyjamas, the ones with the shorts, asked him to take them off. Cleared a space for his glasses on the bedside table. He'd have slept on the right, nearest the door, ever on guard, and stroked her cheek with his knuckles, looked at her that way, like she’s precious. It would have been like that time they’d fallen asleep under their tree, heads together - the time she’d slipped up, let herself imagine it: two bodies in a bed in a house with a garden, laughter, little people running around who’d look a bit like them both. 

Stupid, stupid thing. Grips the bedspread in both fists, banishes it: all of it, all the hope. File away that future, bury it. Kill your darlings, push them out to sea.

Knock at the door. Ron, with two cups of tea and a half-empty box of Caramel Kappas. ‘Thought you might want some company,’ he mutters, sheepish, sitting on the bed. She sighs, no fight in her, and so brother and sister sit, sipping, in birdsonged silence. 

‘How are you doing?’ he asks. She means to snap - how do you think I’m doing - but takes one look at him and finds she’s fresh out of spite. ‘You’re going away with him, aren’t you?’ she says, instead. Ron nods, and it’s awful, all ache, terrible, gaping grief, all this filling in the blanks of everything that she’s losing. 

‘I just hoped,’ she says, eventually, eyes on her knees, ‘we’d have more time. I know - I know it was stupid.’

That’s all of it, really, isn’t it: her great failing, uttered aloud. Crumples, then, beside her big brother, and cries, heaping earth on all the hope as they lower it into the grave. Stupid thing, useless thing.

She thinks about the wishbone downstairs on the window sill. Thinks how stupid, how stupid it is, for something to die, and someone to make wishes out of its bones.

A/N: did not intend to write this, blame @brightlybound for this one - turns out gentle demands for a ginny's pov companion piece to yesterday’s fic will absolutely work on me, also Twenty-Two Days remains the h/g dual pov love story of all time for me so wanted to do a tribute. enjoy/sorry! back to regular writing now i swear!

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I am so overwhelmed by the response so far holy shit lol

like I'll be real and Human for a minute here: I've wanted to write a book since I was 12, and I've wanted to write for video games since I was 16. dual wielding both with an int fic was such an outlandish idea to me that it seemed like it would be another of those projects I talk about for eons and never actually follow through with, but I am! it's out there and it's writing itself!

and it feels so good and easy to write, and encouragement from you guys and those around me is really bolstering!

like, when I went into this, I didn't think it would go anywhere and I would've been happy with just one person saying they liked it

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