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brainrotwriter · 3 days
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•Normalize Fanart for Fanfics Again You Fools•
It's not cringe anymore (it SHOULDN'T be cringe anymore), just do it. You're doing something you enjoy, who cares what anybody else says! So spread the words my fellow internet brethren.
Spread the Word :)
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brainrotwriter · 16 days
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stuff that feels rewarding as a fanfic author:
when your work inspires fanart/comics
when people point out a scene/particular line(s) that tugged at their heartstrings
when people ask for your meta of your work that they enjoyed so much
when someone comments on a fic you wrote 982783113502 years ago
getting recc’d
just the small happiness in knowing you made someone out there smile on their way to work/home or at school, in knowing you warmed someone’s heart somehow
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brainrotwriter · 24 days
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The poll isn't finished but I'm too impatient to wait for it to do so, SMUT has the lead so you guys asked for it and you shall receive!
(This is my first time writing anything spicy, so, be nice XD)
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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Who is going absolutely insane and writing a multi chapter fic for Buddy and Chase?
Me... I am so sorry to whoever the poor soul is watching me on the FBI.
You're gonna have a lot of weird search history to go through, from Greek myths to stab wounds.
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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Another unedited Cinderella fic I have in the works! Watch out people, there is so so so much pining in this one XD This one is going to be pretty short since a song inspired me for it lol
For Buddy, climbing trees wasn't a task.
 
Like walking and swimming. He learned it once and then it was second nature to him ever since. He liked being high up. He liked being hidden from everyone in the shadows of the leaves. He liked the pure comfort and safety it brought to him.
 
He liked being invisible almost as much as he loved the limelight.
 
No one could give him orders up here just like no one could pretend. Everyone's true nature is revealed the second they think they are alone. That's how he protected the Ex Libris. That's how he became the Elder's favorite.
 
So, why, why must his burden be so...transparent?
 
Buddy is used to two-faced lies, he is used to backstabbers and people who try to hide away narration for themselves. He is used to it. He deals with them. He knows what to do. He knows how to stalk them for weeks without getting tired. He knows how to blend in with the shadows of the trees. He knows they will eventually reveal themselves. He knows he will be there to catch them when they do.
 
But Chase isn't like that. Chase is transparent. Honest. Outspoken. Sincere. Frank. Open. Direct.
 
Everything Buddy isn't and more.
 
So, he does what he always does. Tucked between the vibrant green leaves and sturdy trunk of a mighty tree, he watches. Chase probably isn't aware he is in the book. The villainess hasn't debuted yet, after all, and Buddy tries not to temper with the story too much. They will meet when they meet.
He looks bored as the prince goes on and on about his love to the princess. Mostly survaying the vast garden, warm brown eyes occasionally following a butterfly or a bird as it frolicks around the flora.
And Buddy can't help but stare.
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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Aaaaa Does it have to come out soon though? XD
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Mind you, when I say angst. I mean angst.
Which translates to: hold up, I still gotta write my outline, my first draft, and my second until I’m fully satisfied with it—
1.1k words in, not even done with the exposition. The excerpt isn’t an integral part of the story tho~ <33
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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Thank you for the ask!!
He should be sitting in the front, Clay thought, because he was certainly more deserving of the spot than his own blood ever was.
I know this is probably a little underwhelming, but I used a random number generator to pick the actual sentence so this is the best I've got for now-
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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When you think about sleep talking, you think about cute nonsense. Maybe silly comments or a re-count of the previous day.
Not the sins of your newly acquired boyfriend have committed with a dash of world-ending prophecies.
Seems like Chase won't be seeping tonight.
VERY lighthearted fic that popped out of nowhere XD I am DETERMINED to fill this fandom all by myself if needed to be <3 Hope you enjoy it!
I wanna thank my beta reader @blobfishuu again for their GIGANTIC help they are the only reason this fic is here <3 <3 <3
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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Happy Valentines! Here’s a short ficlet for Cinderella Boy :)
(fluff ain’t my forte but hey, there’s no harm in trying right?)
After a long day with prince charming, Chase decided to go back to the castle for a little snack before he headed back home for the day.
Walking through the castle’s courtyard, he saw Buddy sitting cross-legged on a marble bench, a book in hand. A frown was etched on his forehead as he seemed to be reading whatever was on the book really intensely.
Chase smirked. Pfft— Bookworm. He could barely hide his snicker when Buddy’s eyes suddenly went up to him. The taller boy took one look at him, frowned even more then returned his gaze to the book.
“Well, you certainly seemed to enjoy your time with prince charming.” He said, eyes still fixed on the pages.
“Pshh— He just asked me to go horseback riding with him tomorrow. He wasn’t that interesting, I was practically half asleep by the time he finished talking about his flowers—.”
Chase paused for a moment, taking a better look at Buddy. The dark haired goth was sulking, gaze away from the book.
"Wait...are you jealous?" A smirk creeps up on Chase's face as he settles into the space beside Buddy on the bench.
“Ha! Me? Jealous? All the pollen must be messing your brain to make you this delusional.” He hisses.
“Awww come on Buddy no need to be jealous. You’ll always be my one and only mall goth.” He chuckles, wrapping his arms around Buddy into a big bear hug.
“Get off me.”
A/N: I think I’m getting rusty. I need more practice lol. Ficlets every week maybe? oof. Can ya’ll tell I don’t like descriptions? Writing them is physically… agonizing…😢
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brainrotwriter · 2 months
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HELP PLS
I forgot tomorrow was valentines day so im trying to finish my valentine day fic as fast as I can (Thank you so so much to @/iz-nome for reminding me <3 <3 <3)
URGENT QUESTION; What flavor would Buddy's chapstick be?
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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Book after book, Buddy watched countless prince's court Chase.
Again and again.
And Buddy just can't take it anymore.
The appearance of that...freckled brat just tipped him over the last point.
Long story short, here is a yandere Buddy fic because I might be delulu but at least I'm at peace <3 <3 <3
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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I hope one day I’ll be able to do writing commissions :)
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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Chase was honest when he said he didn't mean to do any harm. He didn't even push him hard enough to fall! He was just pissed off and irritated and Buddy kept talking back to have the last word and they were so close he could smell his cologne-of-the-day because of course he took full advance of the privileges of an evil empress and had something new every day and the scent of dried roses with herb oils was just so strong he couldn't even think straight.
So, he pushed him.
Perhaps, his biggest mistake.
I'm back on my bullshit, still obsessing over this fucking webtoon :')
So! I think this is my longest one-shot yet! I'm not going to lie I'm not very happy about it- I couldn't edit it very well since my computer is broken but I just couldn't wait anymore XD I'll probably go edit it later
Hope you enjoy it none the less ^^
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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Go ahead and cry little boy/You know that your daddy did too
read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53082508
by Yinny
Spy waited for tears and screams. Perhaps a gun to his head or a bat to his gut. Maybe a 'I hate you!' or a broken 'Hold me!'
In fact, he would have preferred it.
Anything, anything but this.
Anything but indifference to his biggest regret and shame.
Anything but this.
Words: 1889, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Team Fortress 2
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: Gen
Characters: Scout (Team Fortress 2), Spy (Team Fortress 2), Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Scout's Mother (Team Fortress 2), Demoman (Team Fortress 2), Pyro (Team Fortress 2)
Relationships: Scout & Spy (Team Fortress 2)
Additional Tags: Angst, Bittersweet, Bittersweet Ending, Scout Knows Spy Is Scout's Parent (Team Fortress 2), Scout Learns Spy Is Scout's Parent (Team Fortress 2), Resentment, Character Study, Emotional Hurt, Emotional Baggage, Scout-centric (Team Fortress 2), They/Them Pronouns for Pyro (Team Fortress 2), Men Crying, Child Abandonment, Scout Has Daddy Issues (Team Fortress 2), Scout Needs a Hug (Team Fortress 2), Everyone Needs A Hug, Spy Tries (Team Fortress 2), Angst and Feels, Accents, Scout Has Issues (Team Fortress 2), POV Scout (Team Fortress 2), I mean the fic ends pretty well for Scout, Scout is at peace
read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53082508
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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My love, I can not live without you. The aches from my womb devestate me as waves of pain wash over me again and again. Return to me. I'll devote my life to you as a shepherds dog lay her life down for her lambs. Just return.
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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Unedited Cinderella boy fic! I have like 2k+ words already written out but I couldn't wait anymore XD SO here is a little part from the fic to hopefully get some interest <3 <3 <3 warning! It's pretty light hearted but does have some blood and a pretty graphic injury. In my defense I was desperate for then to bond and this was like the only thing that came to my mind
"Oh my, how terrifying. A toddler who is trying to start a fight because he couldn't handle 4 minutes of silence. Oh, mercy. Are you going to send a goose with a knife after me again?" The moon was right behind the gothic boy as he stalked closer, making Chase squint.
 
"No, but I just might tackled you down again."
 
He scoffed "The snail with the tophat was more intimidating than you."
 
"Who won that brawl, again?"
 
"Not the one with the black eye, that's for sure."
 
The few seconds after that were blurry, but the one thing Chase remembered crystal clear was the piercing scream right after the warmth of fresh blood coated his pants.
 
Chase was honest when he said he didn't mean to do any harm. He didn't even push him hard enough to fall! He was just pissed off and irritated and Buddy kept talking back to have the last word and they were so close he could smell his cologne-of-the-day because of course he took full advance of the privileges of an evil empress and had something new every day and the scent of dried roses with herb oils was just so strong he couldn't even think straight.
 
So, he pushed him.
 
It genuinely wasn't even hard! Chase just huffed and pushed him with only one hand. Okey, maybe he applied some force but seriously not enough to fall. Just enough to stumble back a few steps as the surprised goth tried to regain his footing.
 
More than enough for him to step on a bear trap.
 
Because, of course, they were in the palaces hunting grounds.
 
Chase froze, the scream strong enough to finally make the owls go quiet and make his brain short-circuit. He looks down in slow motion even though his neck hurts from just how fast he snapped his head down.
 
Buddy is on the ground, head bowed and clutching at his knee. The beartrap got him by the calf, the rusty metal teeth digging into flesh and ripping up his tight black pants. The sharp smell of fresh warm blood enough to make Chase nauseous as adrenalin pumps through his veins. He doesn't even remember closing the short distance between them and crouching next to Buddy. No idea how to help the situation but too guilty to do nothing.
 
"Oh god, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-"
"Don't touch the trap-"
"No no it's fine we should leave it in or you'll bleed out I'm so sorry-"
"It burns-
"I'm so sorry stay calm-"
"If you jostle me again I'm going to punch you in the-"
"Let me see if the trap is-"
 
"Get. Off. Of. Me!"
 
Chase immediately jumped to his feet and took 2 solid steps back. Then politely turned back to give him his space, acting like he didn't notice the tears threatening to fall.
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brainrotwriter · 3 months
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my dream as a fanfic writer is to write a story which people want to talk to me about and send asks about afterwards and discuss things the characters did and the symbolism and meanings behind certain lines and I'll be all "hehe thanks" but irl I'll be in literal tears because I wrote something that means something to someone
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