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What The Hell Tony?!

Hi, my name is Rey, yes, I’m very late to tumblr, but now I’m using it for self promo. Sue me. (Please don’t.) This is my latest Iron Dad Spider Son series! The next part is likely to come out in January, but I’ll need more ideas.

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On and off for the last year, I’ve tried to start a series, where Dipper runs away from home, and meets Grunkle Stan without the presence of Mabel. Only, every time I tried to type out the words, I couldn’t capture the world how I wanted. Then, I realised something… I could write the series from Stan’s point of view. 

This is what you COULD have gotten: 

Dipper couldn’t remember a time where his world wasn’t grey. He wished he could pick up his sister’s crayons and colour between the lines, turning the ‘nothing’ around him into ‘something’, but her arts and crafts couldn’t help him like they helped her. Mabel knitted sweaters to protect herself, her pens were her swords and her stickers were her shields ; nothing dark could pass her glitter fortress. Dipper hid behind his books. The coldness slipped through his pages, creeping from the words to his fingers, until his body was numb to the feeling of being coated in frost. He used to shake whenever he heard the screams, the slaps, the smashing ; now he just stared at the wall. Life had been hell for so long that he was numb to it… almost. 

VS what you ACTUALLY got: 

His eyes wide, arms shaking, and hands gripping tightly about the wheel, he took a moment to regain his breath as he tried to comprehend what happened. He hadn’t almost hit of one Gravity Falls’ abnormal creatures, but a child. A shivering little fellow so fear stricken that he was almost having a heart attack. Stan’s hands fumbled for his seatbelt, and flung open the door.

The kid was young, his eyes held the kind of shattered youthfulness which could only be beaten into someone, and the way he clung onto the straps of his rucksack and duffle bag only proved Stan’s point. The boy, with fluffy brown hair, pale cheeks, and doe eyes that made him look awfully like a younger Shermie, was too young to go camping or stargazing alone. For a kid to be wandering around a woods as dangerous as Gravity Falls’ in the dark, the kid had to be desperate. Whatever or whoever they were fleeing from must have traumatised the poor fellow too much of a deal to ignore.

What version do you prefer? (If you liked my writing, you can check out the full part one as well as the first chapter of part 2 now on ao3 — @/rain_cloudsx)

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Zero Inspiration is a Bitch

I’ve been writing on ao3 for 4 years now (since Nov 2020 lol), and this year (excluding 2 months of the first), I have posted the least amount of new fics, and have the lowest word count.

Between 3 pseuds, I have 216 works (only 76% complete 💀). In 2021, my word count was 153,967, 123,980 in 2022, 165,435 in 2023, and currently 100,239 in 2024. I mean, it’s still a lot, but I’m behind by 60k. Maybe it’s because I got a life… but I’ve also struggled with inspiration this year.

I do like writing for large fandoms (*cough* Marvel/MCU, mostly Peter centric, occasionally Bucky/Steve or Clint/Phil), and I enjoy writing for SWR. The thing is… SWR is dead now… it was slowing dying, but now the hype for the Ahsoka series has come to an end, it is truly dead. Nowhere near the amount of fics r published per day like they were in 2018 (ah, the good times). I like writing for small fandoms where there’s a close supportive community, but dying fandoms don’t encourage the creativity in me.

Hence, I am looking for a new fandom. Might start a new pseud for it, or use my main like I usually do. I’ve searched all my drafts on notes and scrivener for fandoms I’ve taken interest in before, but have ultimately decided I don’t want to go back to any of them, and want to instead focus on a fresh new project.

Any suggestions please 🙏