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finntheehumaneater · 3 months

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from the prompts lists for a lil steddie sickfic 👉👈 bonus points if you can get an uncle wayne cameo in there too lmao

“I’m gonna be sick.” & “Look at me - just breathe, okay?”

hallo, liebe!!! I had way too much fun with this. I want to make this universe its own thing. Everybody send me asks about this I want to talk about my domestic steddie AU please, I love them so much.

(All ask prompt lists are in my pinned posts, and sorry for any mistakes, most of this was copied and pasted from photos of notebook paper, and it does not like my handwriting lmao)

TW: throwing up

Ozzy only liked to eat if someone was watching him. Steve said it was because he wanted to feel safe and protected, but Eddie knew it was because he was an attention whore.

He was currently perched on top of the table, his black tail swiping impatiently as he meowed at Eddie—not pawing the open laptop closed yet, but it looked like he was thinking about it.

“M'doing work, babe,” Eddie muttered gently, reaching out to pet the cat but he ducked away. He rifled through his notes again, trying to remember what name he and Steve had decided for the elven lord. Steve didn’t normally help with Eddie's novel—said he didn't know enough about fantasy and the like, and he didn't want to ruin it—but he had sat down with Eddie on the couch and looked through lists of Welsh names until he found one he thought sounded fit for an elven lord.

And Eddie had agreed, it was a name fit for an elven lord, but he couldn't remember, and he just needed to find the stupid paper with the character names—

Meow!

Eddie's eyes moved back to the cat, and that added on top of the stress of writing made something inside of him snap. “Ozzy, babe. I’m working.”

The cat shied away, his ears flattening and his eyes widening. Eddie ran a hand down his face.This wasn't worth yelling at his cat over.

“Oz…” he closed the laptop and picked up the cat, carrying him to the laundry room. They kept his food on top of the dryer, because when he and Steve had moved in (what... three years ago?) Ozzy had decided that the laundry room was his room, and that people could only actually do the laundry if he liked them.

Eddie set Ozzy down in front of the food dish and pressed a kiss to his side before going to get the hampers from his and Steve's (and Wayne’s) room.

Wayne had been living with them since they had bought the house, and he had lived with them in their apartment before that. he was in charge of doing the “adult things”, even though Eddie and Steve were nearing (thirty twenty-seven for Steve and twenty-eight for Eddie, although Eddie was almost twenty-nine), because Steve's memory couldn't be trusted for things he wasn't one hundred percent in on, and Eddie just couldn't be trusted to do most things on his own. He would much rather be writing.

Wayne still worked as a mechanic, downtown, but this time he liked his job. He'd never leave if he could, but that meant that he wouldn't get to watch baseball with Steve.

Eddie swore that sometimes it felt like Wayne loved Steve more than him.

Steve was working as a teacher—middle schoolers—and he hadn't been doing it for all that long, but the kids loved him. And he loved them back. Especially one girl named Hayden, because he said she reminded him of Max (Max worked with Gareth at a bookstore a little while away. They shared an apartment, and Max didn't really "work" at the store, seeing how her eyesight fluctuated, but Gareth didn’t mind the company)

And then there was Eddie. Who wrote. The whole rockstar thing hadn't really worked out for him, but he and the guys still got together to play whenever Grant and Jeff were in town.

He was working on his hovel, and he hated every second of it. Sure, he loved writing, but writing an entire-ass-novel was hard.

"It's basically a Lord Of The Rings fanfiction!" He had sobbed to steve one night in bed after he had finally (after six months) finished the rough draft for the outline. “I hate it.”

Steve had just hummed in acknowledgment for a moment, half-curled around Eddie with the messy papers in his hands. "Isn't everything based off of something?"

Eddie had shrugged, keeping his face tucked into Steve’s neck.

“I like Ophelia.” Steve had whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of Eddie's head. "Isn't she the one that stabs the guy with the horns?"

Eddie tried to hum an “mhm” of confirmation, but it came as more of a whine of despair.

“The drawings you did of her for El were pretty,” Steve had continued, his voice gentle and patient in a way that Eddie adored as he nudged his nose into Eddie's hair a bit more. "You should show her these on Sunday when she and her friend Maya come to visit." Eddie had. And honestly? Aside from Steve and Wayne, El was the only reason the novel was even being made. He wouldn't be able to even open his laptop without her nagging and consistent support over the phone.

She lived up north near Jonathan and Argyle, somewhere near New York, and she drove out with her roommate to visit him and Steve occasionally.

Eddie blinked when Ozzy meowed again, rubbing against his flannel pajama pants he hadn't changed out of yet. "All done, bud?" Ozzy didn't answer.

Sometimes Eddie felt like he was going insane, talking to his cat.

He put in the detergent and made sure the clothes were spiraled so that they would wash better, before turning it on, the clear lid closed. He didn’t know what buttons to press, but he knew what noise they were supposed to make and in what order. Steve was normally in charge of laundry, but most of the kids had presentations to do, and the other half were doing theirs tomorrow. He’d probably be too tired to do the laundry when he got home.

Eddie heard the door open and close, and he assumed it was Steve, because Wayne wasn't supposed to be home for another hour or two.

"Stevie?" Eddie called out, and he kept talking when he didn't get an answer, because sometimes Steve got home and had what Eddie called Quiet Time, where he would just stay silent and listen to Eddie talk for a while before taking a shower and maybe having a nap." You want any apple? I had one just before you got here, but I left the peels on a bowl on the table, because I love you and things you like, even though it's weird. There’s seltzer too, but it's probably still warm because I only put them in the fridge like…fifteen minutes ago. Might be fine if you put ice in it, though.”

Eddie knew something was wrong even before Steve shuffled into the kitchen—all hunched over, his eyes rimmed red and his cheeks wet, glasses perched low on his nose, nearly slipping off of his face—because there were no arms wrapped around his waist, no face pressed into his neck, and no Robin Buckley perched on his counter.

She had been driving Steve to and from... basically everywhere since he had gotten his license taken away. The doctors—and anyone—didn't trust him to drive with his seizures. It had taken Steve a while to get used to not being everyone's personal chauffeur anymore.

"You okay, babes?" Eddie asked softly, concern seeping into his tone as Steve leaned against the doorframe.

"I feel like I'm gonna be sick,” Steve choked out, his voice strained.

“Oh, sweetheart...did one of your kids get you sick? "Eddie asked, taking Steve’s glasses off and setting them onto the kitchen counter before cupping his elbow and helping him over to the bathroom.

He gently pushed Steve down to kneel in front of the toilet, tugging his hair up and out of his face. It wouldn't have gotten in the way, but it looked adorable when all of the fringe that would normally sweep over his forehead in its coif was gathered up in a little ponytail on top of his head.

As much as Eddie would always be there for Steve, he still made a face and cringed away slightly when Steve threw up, smoothing his hand up and down Steve's spine and shoulders as Steve gagged and sobbed between painful-sounding heaves.

Eddie slipped off Steve's jacket when he went limp in his arms, reaching over to flush the toilet. “Shower?”

Steve shook his head, his face contorting into something pathetic that made Eddie’s heart tug.

"What's the matter, baby? "Eddie murmured, wrapping his arms around Steve's waist, his chin tucked over Steve's shoulder. He'd make Steve get up and brush his teeth in a bit after he had sat and rested. He was still shaking, so Eddie doubted he would be able to stand okay right then.

“I’ll have to call in sick tomorrow,” Steve gasped, shaking his head. “I won’t be able to go in.”

“You don’t want to stay home and rest? Darling, I love you and you are so beautiful, but you look like death right now. You’re more pale than me.”

“Liam has his presentation tomorrow. I have to be there! H-he has a hard time speaking, and—a-and I don’t want him to be nervous. I promised him I’d be there for him,” Steve said, his voice broken and desperate, and God, Eddie was so in love with man that it physically hurt.

Steve was so kind, and caring, and sweet, and compassionate, and the list just went on, and on, and on.

“Look at me,” Eddie whispered, his fingers brushing over Steve’s stomach. “Just breathe, okay? Liam will be okay.”

Steve shook his head again, his breath shaky and his hands gripping at Eddie’s arms like he was scared to let go. He looked like he was going to throw up again if he didn’t calm down, and didn’t want him to have to go through that anymore.

“Liam will be okay,” Eddie repeated, his voice a bit more firm as he pressed a hand gently to Steve’s chest. “Breathe.”

Steve did breathe, but his voice was still shaking, and Eddie’s hand went up and down with each movement. “I promised him…”

“I know you promised him,” Eddie whispered, pressing a kiss to Steve’s forehead. “But you can’t control these things. He’ll be alright, baby, he’s a good kid.”

Eventually, Steve’s hands loosened and slid up to Eddie’s shoulders. He pushed himself to stand, and Eddie followed after him. “I’m…I’m okay now.”

“You’re okay,” Eddie parroted back, rubbing Steve’s arm up and down as Steve got his toothbrush out of the mug Wayne had put in the bathroom shelf. It was for some fishing company in the Adirondacks that Eddie had never heard of.

The door creaked open just a bit more than it already was and in strolled Ozzy, meowing lightly. Eddie picked him up when he stood to paw at his thigh, cooing, “Aw, there’s my baby…”

He pressed a kiss to the top of Ozzy’s head, and the cat meowed in protest, now seeing it be a bit against his original plan of being cradled and snug in Eddie’s arms if it meant he had to be kissed.

The poor thing lived a very hard life.

“M’thought I was your baby,” Steve muttered around his toothbrush, and Eddie rolled his eyes, gently knocking his hip into Steve’s, kissing Ozzy’s head again as he squirmed and tried to escape the confines of Eddie’s arms.

“I can have more than one baby,” he said, and then his voice turned more serious. “Oh, shit, I have to call Nance and tell her that we can’t have Megan over tomorrow afternoon.”

Megan was Nancy’s three year old daughter, and she was lovely, but she was stubborn.

Steve’s face crumpled slightly as he washed the toothbrush off, and Eddie watched him try to hide it by pinching at his nose and sighing. “I’m so sorry, Eds, this is ruining all of our plans…”

“Hey, no,” Eddie set Ozzy down when he started to kick at his arm, biting at the sleeve of his t-shirt. “Steve, honey…”

Steve’s eyes were glassy again when Eddie finally got him to look at him. “I hate being sick,” he practically whimpered, his expression pleading, and fuck—if Eddie could make him feel better he would, but that wasn’t really an option.

“I know, sweet thing,” Eddie murmured sympathetically, pressing a kiss to Steve’s knuckles. “You wanna go and lay down? I’ll get you some Tylenol?”

Steve nodded and Eddie helped him to bed, getting him changed even though he could do it himself. He got Steve the pill and some water and told him that if he wanted to shower when he woke up he could, but the water couldn’t be hot in case he passed out again, like he had the last time he was sick. Head injuries with Steve were no joke.

He got Steve’s bag from where he had left it by the front door when he had come in, then switched the laundry over and when he was just sitting down to work again, Wayne got home.

“You’re early.”

Wayne shrugged, picking up one of the apple peels out of the bowl and popping it into his mouth. “Katie forced me to come back before I started workin’ on another car.”

“Hm,” Eddie hummed, opening the laptop. “Steve got home sick, so be nice.”

“M’always nice.”

Eddie sighed, shaking his head slightly with a smile before getting back to work.

Steve hadn’t wanted Eddie to sleep with him in case he got sick, too—offering to sleep on the couch instead so that Eddie could have the bed, but Eddie had very lovingly said “fuck no” to that. He was curled around Steve, nose pressed into the sweaty hair on the back of Steve’s neck.

Wayne was out on their neighbor’s porch smoking, and Ozzy was put away in the laundry room (his cat house had been moved there before Eddie crawled into bed, he wasn’t evil) so that he wouldn’t wake everyone up at four in the morning.

There was a trash can by the bed, because Steve had thrown up again after dinner, even though he had barely eaten anything.

“How much did you write today?” Steve whispered, voice scratchy and hoarse

“You’re supposed to be sleeping, babes,” Eddie muttered, pressing a kiss to Steve’s shoulder.

“But how much?”

“Three thousand, maybe. Maybe a bit less.”

“That’s a lot.”

“Debatable.”

Steve laughed, then coughed, wincing.

“Go to sleep,” Eddie whispered, his lips brushing against Steve’s skin.

Steve still had that ridiculous ponytail on top of his head. Either he didn’t know it was there still, or he had finally come around to realizing how adorable it was.

(More of this au, and the Doemstic!Steddie AU MasterList) Permanent taglist: @anne-bennett-cosplayer @estrellami-1 @here4thetrama @goodolefashionedloverboi @gregre369

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vinelark · 1 month

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can you talk more about your writing process? do you outline? what does your drafting process look like? I love to hear about the ways my fave fic writers write because everyone is so different!

hello! a while ago i wrote a bit about the broad idea-to-ao3 journey my fics usually take, and i’m always happy to go more in depth about outlining/drafting since i find it really interesting when i see other writers talk about it too 😊

i do outline, and often extensively—my outlines start out long and get longer as i go. usually my initial outline is a basic version of me telling myself the story; i have all the major beats in chronological order and all the random details/scene ideas i’ve already thought of while brainstorming. it’s very messy and often just for me, so i’m barely even using punctuation at that point. but by the time i start drafting i know where the fic ends, even if i don’t know the exact final scene/beat. for example, before i started even drafting chapter 1 of bbts i already knew what all the 5 + 1 scenarios were, when the identity reveal dropped (and didn’t drop), who the Big Bad was, and how that overarching plot connected to each scenario, so i was ready to start filling in the actual story details from there.

after that my outlines are constantly growing documents because i jump around and add things as i go, getting more detailed the closer i get to drafting—by the time i reach a scene to actually write it, it’s usually pretty well beated out for me. i zerodraft scenes right in the outline document, and then draft over those zerodrafts, so the outline eventually becomes the fic itself.

here are a few examples of what some bits of bbts chapter 4 looked like in the outline by the time i started drafting it vs. the final fic (also copied under the cut because they’re a bit long for alt text):

i don’t write every day (i wish!) but i do usually at least open the document every day or jot down ideas. especially in a mad scramble after i shower, because i always end up planning whole conversations/action sequences in my head while showering or brushing my teeth or otherwise doing something where i can’t reach for my phone immediately 😅 i tend to outline/zerodraft quickly but draft slowly (details always take so much longer than i expect), but i do write faster and faster the closer i get to finishing a chapter/fic.

also, i workshop a lot as i go! going to friends like “hey i’m trying to [hurt a character in a specific way] but having trouble blocking the scene. can anyone help me achieve this more practically” is one of my favorite parts of the process.

text for outline vs. final snippets:

original outline:

have you ever been?

hmm? yeah i, uh, studied abroad here for a bit.

ah. kon should’ve figured;

before he can feel too disappointed, though, tim flashes a small smile and says, never seen it from this angle, though.

final snippet:

“Have you ever been?” Kon asks.

“Hmm?” The mylar crinkles as Tim leans further. “Yeah I, uh, studied abroad here for a bit.”

“Ah.” Kon probably should’ve figured.

Before he can feel too disappointed, though, Tim flashes him another smile and says, “Never seen it from this angle, though. Plane windows don’t really do it justice.”

original outline:

tim and bruce talking, bruce is like, yes, it’s safer the less people know who we are, but it’s not just about that. i want you to have something to return to. i want your civilian identity to be a haven—i don’t want robin to define you. if you ever stop being robin, i want you to still be able to be tim.

also if bruce wayne is compromised, it compromises my ability to keep you safe. i want you to be safe. but i also have another reason. it’s selfish of me. if tim drake is compromised, it would be much harder to keep you here with me, as my family. as someone i can care for as bruce wayne. and i want to keep you, tim.

final snippet:

Bruce holds up a hand. “It’s not that. That is—yes, the less people who know, the safer we are. But I’m trying to say…it’s not just about that. I have trouble explaining this part; it always comes out wrong. I think the first time I tried was the first time Dick called me a despot, actually.” He snorts, quiet and wry. “I’ll try to do better this time. What it really comes down to is this: I want you to have something to return to. I want your civilian identity to be a haven—I don’t want Robin to define you. If you ever stop being Robin, I want you to still be able to be Tim. If Tim Drake is compromised, it’s harder for you to have that option. And if Bruce Wayne is compromised, too, it compromises my ability to keep you safe. I want you to be safe. But I also have another reason, and this is the selfish part. The part I couldn’t explain right last time. Which is: if Bruce Wayne were compromised, it would be much harder to keep you here with me, as someone I can help in all of your identities. As my family. Not impossible—I would never let it be impossible. But it would make it harder, and that’s what scares me, more than the rest of it combined. Because I want to keep you, Tim.”

original outline:

oh, tim says. no, that’s. it’s fine. i didn’t. doesn’t know what else to say. it’s just. i’m robin, there on the tip of his tongue. he can’t say it past the hot embarrassment clawing at his throat, pulsing behind his eyes. he summons his mother, summons brucie wayne, summons normal, boring, see-through tim drake, and manages a vacant smile

final snippet:

The words have sort of been washing over Tim like a tidal wave, but he recognizes that he’s probably supposed to respond in some way. “Oh,” he says. “No, that’s. It’s fine. I didn’t.”

He doesn’t know what else to say. His hand is still resting against the mask in his pocket, I’m Robin right there on the tip of his tongue, technically irrelevant to whether or not Kon wants to date Tim Drake. But he can’t say it past the hot embarrassment clawing at his throat, pulsing behind his eyes. He wants to ask for a minute to think, to turn around so Kon can’t see his face, and immediately feels even more humiliated for needing that. He should’ve known. He should’ve known.

“Tim?” Kon says quietly.

Tim draws in a long breath. Another. He summons his mother, summons Brucie Wayne, summons normal, boring, see-through Tim Drake, and manages a vacant smile. “It’s fine,” he says. “I get it. Thanks for being honest.”

#the scene where kon dunks tim in the ocean was fully outlined before i even started chapter 1 i think #meanwhile the whole charcuterie board thing was a surprise to me until i got to that scene #asks #my fic

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cacodaemonia · 27 days

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20 Questions for Writers

Thanks so much for the tag, @lyntergalactic! :D I feel like I've done this before, but it must have been a whole ago. It looks fun! (also, I'm pasting just the questions at the bottom of the post if anyone wants to copy those)

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 247, though I'm not really sure what the ratio is for images versus fics... Okay, apparently, 97 of them are tagged with 'fanart' and have fewer than 100 words, so somewhere around 100 image-only works and 147 fics.

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 1,141,145; which includes a few collabs and fics for which I just contributed an image.

3. What fandoms do you write for? TCW exclusively 😅 Though I've done a handful of images for other things like Arcane, Dune, Trigun, The Expanse, House of the Dragon...

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? A bunch of my works with the most kudos are images, but if we're talking fics, then I think it's just some of my oldest ones...

That’s Not How It Happened (This Is How It Happened) - Fives arc fix-it and my first fic.

Orbital Decay - Codywan that I haven't edited since I posted it, so I can't vouch for the quality.

Modulation - Another one I haven't touched since I posted it, but it's an 'Echo gets rescued much earlier than in canon and he and Fives reunite' fix-it of sorts.

Will You Walk With Me? - Waxer's pov from the start of the war to the (fix-it) end, and it mostly focuses on his and Boil's friendship (Waxer & Boil or Waxer/Boil pre-relationship - take your pick). Even though this certainly isn't the best thing I've written, it's my baby. 🧡

Interference - Umbara fix-it featuring minor canon characters and some necessary OCs in the first chapter, then more major canon characters later.

More stuff below the cut, since this is a long list...

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Probably You're Just Harder to See Than Most, which ends very sadly on its own, but it's part of a larger fix-it including Modulation above, so Fives and Echo get reunited.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Pfff like basically all of them, idk XD;

8. Do you get hate on fics? No, just on one sketch dump, where someone went through 6 chapters of spicy cloneshippy images and then decided they needed to complain about it being gross and immoral 🤣 It was hysterical kjlksahfg

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Oh yes, I'm a certified smut goblin. Not really sure what the question means by 'what kind,' but I guess 'porn with feelings' is probably the AO3 tag that would most accurately describe all of the smut I've written XD

10. Do you write crossovers? Nope.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes! :D

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Hm, I suppose if we're defining that as like, "what ship have you intensely shipped for the longest amount of time," it would be destiel? I was veeeeeery into that ship for many years.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I've had one wip sitting around for over a year, and for a while I was thinking I wasn't going to get back to it ever. But I made a little vibes playlist for it and had some help brainstorming, so I'm hopeful I can start tackling it again after I get some current stuff drafted.

16. What are your writing strengths? Starting something and working on it until it's finished.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I have a lot of trouble generating ideas on my own.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I think it's fine as long as it's either A. very short and clear from context or B. for some reason, the writer is intending to confuse the reader and obfuscate what was said. I know I've said it before, but I'm not gonna scroll to the bottom of a fic every few paragraphs to find the translations for whole phrases or sentences. If the amount of 'other language' starts making the dialogue difficult to follow, I'm just gonna nope out.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Technically, I wrote one thing for Gundam Wing back in like 2000, but I can't even remember what I did with it or what it was about, exactly. Other than that, TCW.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? flsdlfg that's really difficult... idk man, if it's quality we're talking about rather than sentimentality, I'd say it's a toss-up between these three 😅:

My Heart's Red Muscle - Canon-divergent AU where Waxer is a cyborg.

Kinktober 2022 - Character studies/development through smut, where Waxer and Boil find a list of sexy things to try out, so it's kind of meta. It's from my main Open Skies AU, and I'm weirdly proud of this one XD;

We Could Breathe Underwater - Force-sensitive Waxer and Boil AU

Phew! Okay this took me like three sessions to answer, but it was fun :)

No-pressure tags: anyone who sees this and wants to do it, plus @lizardberries @elismor @bilbosmom-belladonna @valkeakuulas @petrifiedforests @marbled-polecat @writegowrite @sophronist @marbled-polecat @ivalane

20 Questions for Writers

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

3. What fandoms do you write for?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5. Do you respond to comments?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

10. Do you write crossovers?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16. What are your writing strengths?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

#tag game #writing #q&a #questions for writers

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jiilys · 1 year

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Can I just say that I have a humongous amount of interest in the long-running james and lily are celebrities who break up and then get back together that's told entirely in celebrity profile if you were ever thinking of going back to it and that I’d give my left arm to even read the drafts (in a non pressurising way hopefully!). Your writing is incredible and I’m always ecstatic to read anything of yours!!!

this is so nice, and because i'm leaving and it will never be finished you can have the entire barely-there draft!!! be warned, i wrote most of this in, like, high school. also it is very much not finished but i tacked on my plot notes at the end to give you an idea of what i was going for. anyway, onwards!

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

This is not a love story. Well, it wasn’t when it all started.

{ARCHIVED EMAIL} [email protected] TO [email protected]

r.e: audition today

liz

audition terrible. if wannabe seth rogen calls tell him yoghurt washes off and im not paying shite

cheers,

lil

{ARCHIVED TEXT} James Potter to Sirius Black: car is covered in yogurt pls make sure there aren’t pigeons outside ur house

Sirius Black: cant tell if this is a sex thing or not

James Potter: how could it be a sex thing

James Potter: girl from the audition threw yoghurt at my car after i said her movies pander to stuck up virgins

Sirius Black: love that ur calling her ‘girl from the audition’ like u didn’t see that soccer film she was in four times

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

First, some history.

Lily Evans essentially became famous overnight. At the age of 20, starring alongside Keira Knightley and telling the story of the world’s first openly gay soccer player, she was nominated for a Golden Globe for her debut feature film performance.

I say ‘debut feature film’ because Evans had been a staple on the art house short film scene for a number of years with her collaborator Severus Snape. They made the type of horror short films your kids show you when they’re fifteen and you wonder if you should get them to talk to someone. They are still available in the depths of Youtube if you’re interested.

They were actually somewhat of a big deal, in art house circles. Their slasher esque short Lace Me about a disembodied neck, while sounding bizarre, wracked up 300,000 views on their (since deactivated) Youtube channel and is, in parts, genuinely thrilling. Snape was the director and cinematographer and Evans the actress, both sharing the writing credit. Both lived in the quiet, rural Cokeworth, a small British town known primarily for a throwaway line in Billy Elliot and now, Evans. They shared a street that had a playground in the middle, the houses bubbling around the outside. There is a photo of them, floppy haired with notebooks out, sat on the top of the monkey bars and talking. They would be about fourteen.

When asked about that period of her life, Evans is unsurprisingly stiff. “I was a kid.” she said in an interview some years ago, “I made weird shit and showed it to other kids who made weird shit. I don’t know how they hold up today, I don’t own any of the copies anymore, but I liked scary movies. I still like scary movies.”

In any case, the partnership ended under somewhat bitter circumstances, as most people who were breathing and owned a television five years ago probably know, but we’ll get to that.

What’s important right now is that, basically, James Potter has been famous forever.

THE TIMES: Celebrated director duo welcome son

Acclaimed English director duo Finneas ‘Flea’ Potter (53) and Eleonor Potter (47) welcomed a son on Sunday night, their representatives confirmed. Their statement read: “We are delighted to announce the arrival of our son James Phillip Potter on March 9th. Both Mother and baby are doing well, and if anyone’s interested, the father found the whole thing rather stressful actually.”

Flea had previously been married to Dorea Hart for three years. This is Eleonor’s first marriage, and the first child for both.

Eleonor, educated at the Yale school of drama and originally an actress, became the youngest female nominee for Best Director at 28 for her work on Ridiculous, about a haunted high school debate team. Flea is perhaps best known for his work directing the critically-acclaimed comedy-drama duology Pure Blood, which won Barnet Gomas back to his back-to-back Best Actor BAFTA’s and Golden Globes a decade ago.

The couple married fourteen years ago and formed the production company Sleekeazy (pronounced ‘Sleazy”) International Pictures, the name being a play on the short-lived but successful production company ‘Selznick International Pictures’.

Both directed the comedy-drama Hair Care and the coming of age film Out Past Dark, the latter going on to win Best Picture. More recently, the couple have been executive producers on the HBO mini-series 394, a thriller series based on Eileen Rickman’s best-selling novel.

TEEN VOUGE: This Picture of Young James Potter with His Mum Is The Cutest Thing In the World

CLEVVER TV: Watch Seven-Year-Old James Potter talk about his Parents Movie Legacy in Unreleased Clip!

JEZEBEL: Its Been Twenty Years Since ‘Hallmark Boy’ Hit Our Screens, Find Out Why It’s Still James Potter’s Best Film Ever

AV CLUB: Uhhh Remember That Time A Nine-Year-Old James Potter Wore Socks Over Shoes To His Movie Premiere

BUZZFEED: James Potters Movie Characters Ranked By How Big Your Crush On Them Was When You Were Eleven

REDDIT THREAD: best child james potter movie moment that isnt the scene where hes serenading kelly rocket at the school disco in ‘forget it’ bc obvsly that’s number one

Excerpt from BLACK SHEEP: The Unauthorised Biography of Hollywood’s Favourite Bad Boy Sirius Black

Sirius meet James Potter on a fake train, on a movie set they’d snuck on to when they were both meant to be onset filming a cereal commercial. Both boys, rouge and wild even at age nine, had bonded over their mutual hatred of acting and, as I’m informed by a stage hand, were found stealing cigarettes from a back room.

Black, by this point well into being emotionally and physically manipulated by his Hollywood obsessed mother, was drawn to Potter’s easygoing family. Married for 22 years, the Potter’s were the stability Sirius so craved in his own turbulent home life. Despite the long-reported rumours of Finneas’ homosexuality, the Potter marriage appeared stable, and Sirius used James as his raft to gain access.

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

You can’t talk about James Potter for too long without eventually ending up at Sirius Black. For the record, that story in widely debunked biography Black Sheep about how James Potter and Sirius Black met on a movie set they’d both snuck on too? Untrue. They actually met in the green room of a Disney ad featuring a large group of child actors at seven years old, where Potter claims Black unapologetically ate almost the entire allotment of sandwiches and then vomited to go home early.

“It was the greatest acting he’s ever done or will ever do, really.” Potter said on a press tour on The Jonathan Ross Show, to uproarious laughter. Black, by then his producing partner and wearing an outfit so ridiculously cool to look at it too long was to wither and die, said casually “I live to inspire the younger generation.” (Potter is two days younger than Black)

So, James Potter, on his way to becoming the most famous child star since Macaulay Culkin, meets Sirius Black, a kid some already considered burnt out even at the tender age of seven.

THE DAILY MAIL: Former By the Numbers star Sirius Black, 14, testifies in his lawsuit for emancipation in tense court scene [PHOTOS]

E NEWS: Sirius Black and James Potter are Reportedly Living Together During His Lawsuit

THE ATLANTIC: What Sirius Black’s Emancipation Says About the Treatment of Minors in Entertainment

THE DAILY MAIL: Walburga Black Accused of Child Endangerment: Sixteen Hour Workdays, Withholding Food, Halting Production Over Screen Time

JUST JARED: {PHOTOS} Sirius Black Seen Out and Partying During Trial!!

E NEWS: Regulus Black Called to Testify on Mothers Behalf in Black Trial

VANITY FAIR: Black Star Collapse: Inside the Mistreatment, On-Set Abuse, and Erosion of Sirius Black.

[14] missed calls

{ARCHIVED TEXT} Remus Lupin to James Potter: jesus where ar e you

Remus Lupin: james

Remus Lupin: everythings gone to shit i cant find him

Remus Lupin: pickup

TMZ: [VIDEO] Sirius Black (15) Drunkenly ATTACKS Police Officer On Street Amid Emancipation Trial!

Video Embedded below shows former child star Sirius Black, 15, attacking a paparazzo outside a local nightclub, swearing, and apparently intoxicated. Watch now!

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

The saga of Sirius Black’s emancipation trial from his parents was plastered, in excruciating detail, all over the internet (including in this publication) for the two years it dragged on, so won’t be discussed here. All there is to say is that Black moved in with the Potter’s over this period and eventually, at 16, won his emancipation case. Records indicate that he still has not been paid the estimated £4.1 million his parents stole from him over his childhood.

Black continued living with the Potter’s until both moved out at 17 to LA, this time with two new people in tow. Remus Lupin met Black in a McDonalds where the latter was working at the time, and ended up dropping everything to move with them eight months later. Peter Pettigrew was an eternal extra on the set of Potter’s Disney films that he took a shine too and dragged along with him.

Lupin, whose father was an accountant and his mother a school receptionist, was eighteen and the oldest of the four of them upon moving out. “One of us had to sign the lease.” He explained, in an interview some years later. Pettigrew (at the time) just seemed to be happy to be along for the ride. “it’s fun,” he said on Entertainment Tonight just after Genuine Idiot came out and started getting rave reviews, “It’s all just really fun.”

REDDIT: I’m Sirius Black - AMA

It’s Sirius and I’m here promoting my new film Genuine Idiot (out November 3rd) which I co-wrote/am in so you should all watch it in cinemas or buy on blue-ray so you can skip all the parts I’m not in. Cheers!

wolfwere asks: how did you and remus lupin met?

Sirius Black: in a mcdonalds when i was skipping a court-mandated meeting for emancipated minors and lupin was there wiping tables badly

Корнелийfudge: If you didn’t act what would you do?

Sirius Black: does porn count

gillyweed420: james potters best performance?

Sirius Black: the kleenex commercial he did when he was five and dressed as a booger that he hates (link)

Hoegoblin: What do you consider your greatest accomplishment

Sirius Black: climbed all the way up a traffic light the other weekend

jimmyboy: Does it bother you that james has more kids choice awards than you

Sirius Black: i saw you type this potter everyone go cyberbully him

[deleted]: dick pic?

Sirius-Black: my publicist (remus in a wig) said no

ARCHIVED EMAIL: [email protected] TO

James Potter to group: okay so the worst thing ever has just happened

Remus Lupin: oh my god oprah DID NOT die

James Potter: no

James Potter: what???

James Potter: the funding on that lily evans project came through

ARCHIVED EMAIL FROM: [email protected] TO [email protected]

r.e: incident in parking lot

Minerva,

Lily has assured me that the incident at the audition will not happen again, and that she and Mr Potter can remain professional on set. She also wanted me to assure that the yoghurt had been shown on an advertisement to not stain clothes, so damage to the vehicle would have been minimal.

Despite my objections she wanted this clarified. Sorry again, please contact me if there are any issues.

Elizabeth Alexander

Mckinnon Agencies

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

Reportedly, either during or after the audition for James Potter and Lily Evans’ first film collaboration (Hidden in the Willow, directed by the famed Minerva McGonagall) there was- what has been referred to- as ‘The Incident in the Parking Lot’. As for what the incident was, stories vary, from as fantastical as Evans picking up Potter’s car and throwing it into a nearby building, to Potter making a joke about the relative unattractiveness of Evans’ shoes that caused some on-set tension.

Even putting aside rumours of onset drama, the production itself seemed cursed, with the three of the seven willow trees being used in production seemingly having a mind of their own and giving several crew members black eyes or bruised ribs. There was record rainfall for a film that was meant to be set almost entirely outside, under said possessed willows, and whatsmore the prop master had a somewhat wild cat who stalked the set, interfering in shots and looking generally put out.

Regardless, what occurred between the pair was not pleasant, and thus began the feud of the year which played out on-set of the film, where they played lovers, during the press tour and in the months after. Evans’ agent and apparent friend Elizabeth Alexander referred to the rumours of twos dislike as ‘blown wildly out of proportion’.

Sirius Black, Potter’s aforementioned best friend and writing partner who was called for comment for this story, appeared to refute this, saying: “Listen I’m not saying shit, but for the record Liz is talking out her ass.”

The drama apparently stemmed from different approaches to film practise. Potter, raised on sets all his life, casual with his luck, preferred not to learn his lines before the day of shooting. He missed his marks, joked around with lighting guys, didn’t ask for or take notes.

Evans, by contrast, only had two films under her belt by this point. She was known for being accommodating and reliable, but meticulous about prep. She turned up to set knowing the script inside out, having watched much of the director’s available filmography as well as the cinematographers, and knowing all the producers names. She learnt her marks like they were choreography. As one anonymous crew member put it: “we all found [Potter] hilarious, but you could see why she didn’t”

Potter once had to call for a line during a take thirteen times in a row. Evans would reportedly refuse to speak to him off camera, actively ignoring him if he tried to strike conversation. Potter, for his part, hardly helped the situation by printing out photos of Golden Globe’s and plastering them on the front of her trailer. In interviews throughout the production he would refer to her as ‘my co-star, who is Golden Globe nominated…’

Mid-way through the production during a scheduled kissing scene, Potter secretly filled his mouth with grass which Evans discovered mid-take, which she promptly spat back in his face as McGonagall called cut. She then preceded to call him a colourful series of names while Potter, covered in half chewed grass, accused her of being humourless. Footage of this incident was later uploaded to Youtube, then taken down, but multiple people have reported being shown the footage by either Sirius Black or Remus Lupin, depending on intoxication. I can say this because while reporting this story, having still not clarified that we were off the record, Black showed it to me on his phone.

NOTE FOUND ON JAMES POTTER’S HIDDEN IN THE WILLOW TRAILER, KEPT BY THE SCREEN ACTORS GUILD HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT:

Potter,

Seeing as you like greenery so much I hope you find your new carpet upgrade enjoyable

Lily Evans to Elizabeth Alexander: i have a lawyer right

Elizabeth Alexander: yes

Elizabeth Alexander: what happened

Lily Evans: just checking

James Potter to Remus Lupin: its fully ALL THROUGH the carpet like she ground it in with her shoe dude

James Potter: shes actually deranged my trailer looks like a quarry

Remus Lupin: to be fair you did put grass in her mouth in front of a group of people on camera

James Potter: what part of QUARRY are you not understanding

James Potter: christ ive just seen an ant this is the LIMIT

James Potter: i cant wait for this shoot to be over

Excerpt from a Vanity Fair Exclusive: The Wrong Love Story: James Potter and Lily Evans Take the World and Then Try Give It Back

The onset animosity caused McGonagall to separate their trailers across the lot and, by the productions end, all but cancel the press tour. Potter, at one of him and Black’s legendary parties, reportedly did an impression of Evans to much laughter in the room but that led to her (having heard about it from a mutual friend) going to his address and opening a can of diced tomatoes into his mail box. Potter requested his trailer be moved off the lot entirely, away from Evans, who was refusing to have hair and makeup with him.

In an Elle magazine cover during promotion Evans would say that

“I had no idea what I was doing, and I was terrified all the time of being caught out. I turned up to set knowing my lines and everyone else’s lines back to front. Preparation was really important to me. I felt like- I was trying to compensate for being so lucky with my debut, I just wanted to prove to everyone that deserved to be there. I wanted it all so badly, I couldn’t-“ Evans grasps for a minute, hands together, rubbing a thumb over her wrist bone, “I couldn’t believe how real it all was. I couldn’t stand the idea of losing it because I didn’t do enough”

HUFF-POST RED CARPET FLASHBACK: Lily Evans gives her then co-star James Potter the finger during a red-carpet appearance while promoting their hit movie Hidden in the Willow! Watch the Clip Below!

Okay that’s all I have, but this was the broader plot:

James: child star with famous parents, mickey mouse club type vibe, best friends with sirius who he also meet there (emancipated from his parents), girlfriend called regina minor who is nice

James old films: ride on (8) (not a porno, Disney, kid trying to save local horse), see me (kid with invisibility cloak) flea mountain (kids trapped on flea mountain)

He sings in a musical Christmas carol

Had his start in a one-epsiode character arc in tv show dare to dance

Forget it: kid who can make people forget things (scene with kelly rocket where he sings to her at school dace)

Lily: grew up normal and then starred in a movie with keira knightly, accused by sev of selling out, poor girl trying not to be poor anymore, of abandoning their partnership

Lily’s debut is gay soccer film with keira knightly – never gets a title, called gay soccer film

Lily can’t stand the hypocrisy because snape was also poor and selling out, working with Mulciber and Avery and those other creeps, Harvey W*instein vibe.

James stops working for a year when he’s 17, comes back at 20 with a script that he and sirius write, and it’s funny

It’s called Genuine idiot: Sirius and him write it: two wealthy guys go to a normal frat college and try to not suck: it’s funny like how Superbad is funny, and isn’t as sexist as it sounds.

James doesn’t really want to act he wants to direct, but getting the money is the problem.

Peter knew about an assault, saw it at a party and never said anything, lied to the police about it until other evidence came to light. video on snapchat that was saved. It all comes out when they’re 23 and it fucks everything

James and Sirius write another movie when they’re 24 about three guys in a cabin and one of them is trying to get clean. Loosely based on what they had to do with sirius when they were 22.

anyway, the snape stuff would all blow up when lily was 25ish, it would be how her and james became better friends because peter would also go off and join that group. there would be a big fight at some hollywood party between all of them and james would break his nose and it would always be a little crooked after that, and that's how that all ends

Anyway lily and james fucking hate each other until they don’t, and work on three movies over that time:

Hidden in the willow: minerva mcgonagal period drama, long scenes of two lovers under willow, green/blue colour palette: took ages to get financed, they’re 22 when they’re filming

Came right off that film and into another, their chemistry is so good, their success so assured

Age 25: mad-eye moody: thriller called ‘constant vigilance’, crazy director, insane shoot

Age 28: guilderoy lockheart: ‘pluto’ bizarre space opera film shot and released in same year.

So: they’re 26 when they start going out, 30 when they break up, 34 when they get back together

On a late-night chat show with sirius, remus and james, and they’re promoting their cabin movie. They’d be joking around about lily, and all the bad press and how they’re friends now, and they’re talking about lily said he worse bad shirts on the press tour, or whatever, and james says jokingly “Oh, fuck her” and sirius says “dude, aren’t you?” and that’s how everyone finds out they’re dating

At 32 she wins an Oscar and the camera cuts to him for a split second for a reaction shot, bastards, and he’s clapping for her, expression unreadable

anyway, they'd get back together by the end of the profile, and they'd get married at like 35 in vegas and sirius would get really drunk and break his arm during the ceremony somehow, and remus would be photographed outside a club later in the night in lily's veil looking fucking wrecked

#thank you for wanting to read this! that is so nice #i cant believe how detailed those notes are like hs me was not fucking around. like i edited them a bit to make them readable but like #literally all of that was basically there. she was really doing all this during ncea level 2!!!#retirement lmao #carolineswritingtag #i guess??

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I should have done this a long time ago but here's a small recap of one of the most surreal yet wonderful moments of 2023: meeting the most thoughtful person ever, mr Samuel Kindness Barnett. I actually wrote this after meeting him and it stayed in my drafts until now. That's how good I am at social media lmao.

I decided to get tickets to see Samuel Barnett in Feeling Afraid in September because I wanted to gift myself a holiday in London. No one at my workplace made it seem like it was an issue getting days off. It was my first ever holiday alone (I'm 26, I know) and I was already excited. I got front a row ticket and I managed not to cry of joy while buying it lol.

The time came and I left from Milan after seeing Madonna live. I was shaken from the day before but I managed to get to London and see another show (which I loved). I slept like a baby and the day of Feeling Afraid came. I was legit hyper excited. I'm a playwright but going to see a show always makes me feel like this. It doesn't matter if I'm on stage or I'm seated amongst the audience: the feeling is just the same❤️

The show was absolutely brilliant. Samuel is such a versatile actor, spanning from comedy to drama in little over an hour. I laughed continuously but still managed to feel raw emotions for the most emotional parts. Samuel should be regarded as a national treasure because he's just that good. He is flawless. There's no single thing I've seen of his that I didn't like. Plus, the playwright Marcelo Dos Santos is an amazing writer, I'm still puzzled by the play. I want to be able to write that well in the future. It was absolutely mesmerising.

After the show I waited for him to come out. I'm normally very shy and I never want to bother people when going home after shows or gigs. I was lying against a wall, far from the exit, just in case I had to leave. I really didn't want to be in the way. Yeah, I'm a paranoid. Also, I was perfectly content like that: my seat was next to the stage stairs at the Bush and he sat on the stairs during the show (which is part of the play). I was sitting right next to him while seeing him perform. Pinch me in the arm because I'm still not over it.

He quietly came out of the door like he was one of the audience members and not the star of the play (such a gem, I know). There was another person waiting and they were closest to him so they went first. He then raised his head and just smiled at me. A pure, happiness filled smile. I might just burst out crying remembering this.

After talking to this person (I'm not assuming anyone's gender but if you're on Tumblr and you were there on November 25th, that's you!) I shyly came to him with my copy of The History Boys. If you know me then you know how much I love The History Boys (and I'm sorry because you probably hear me rant about it non stop) and that Posner and Scripps are my comfort characters. He was so nice about it! I lent him the copy and a pen and he started signing it in a very professional way. He saw my tags and asked if I was reading it, which led me to tell him about myself, being a playwright and an acting teacher. I thanked him for playing Posner, which is a comfort character for me as a sapphic woman.

This led him to ask me questions about myself, my life and my safety in the country where I live (I'm Italian and I'm still closeted). This part of the conversation is and will stay private until I'm ready to unpack a series of issues I have (let's say that I'm not in the best space mentally at the moment because of my life aspirations and my sexuality) but I'll tell you that he's definitely one of the most supportive people I've had the chance to talk to. Only a few people know about me in that way: my close friends, a few acquaintances and well, him. He really knows to put you at ease. He then put his hand on my shoulder in the most reassuring way (and I managed not to cry!). We then took a picture and parted ways. I don't know whether to post the photo or not because well, I'm closeted. I'll simply tell you he has the most joyful smile ever.

Weeks later I also got told by an amazing girl I befriended thanks to him (if you're here: hi dear!) that he remembered me and mentioned me to her. I'm still overjoyed now. I can't even express how happy this made me feel. He's the best, we're so lucky we get to see how amazing he is.

As you can imagine: I'm now ready to travel to the UK at any given chance to see him perform on stage (and I'll be seeing Ben and Imo in February, I'M CRYING ALREADY).

#Samuel Barnett #Feeling afraid as if something terrible is going to happen #Bush theatre

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fallingshrike · 23 days

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I find myself in something of a predicament.

In light of the news that Wattpad is purging stories, I decided to hop to it and delete my account there before anything further happens. Better if I delete everything I had there on my own terms, I suppose.

Turns out, visiting my Wattpad account is a blast to the past, way back in 2015. Nearly a decade ago. From what I could tell from the publishing dates, I was active on Wattpad for about four months in summer, May to August.

My account is practically frozen in time.

In my profile, I still introduced myself (why did I use my real first name?), still made dry and blunt welcomes (my sense of humor back then was nonexistent), still made a list of songs I listened to (I cannot believe that little aspect persists even now).

There were four stories that I had written there on my account. Three stories published, one story forever confined in a draft. I recovered them all, saved the copies, then deleted them off the account, then deleted the account off Wattpad.

Here lies my predicament.

I could repost the stories on AO3, list them under a pseudonym in my account. After all, they were the first stories I had ever written and posted online, the first time I had ever tried to express myself in words instead of drawings. My words are my own.

On the other had, oh my god, the stories I wrote in 2015 are... embarrassing. It's coherent, and surprisingly enough I can pick out some absolute gems in the prose. But fuck if I knew how to keep the story cohesive, because it reads like a wandering transcription of my daydreams. Clearly I was more into the OC-self-insert melodramatic sensory imagery than actually telling a meaningful plot, and the plot was loose at best. And I wrote 52 chapters total of this stuff, which is bonkers. The main story I had was 46 chapters long, and I was entirely aware that on chapter 46 I was writing myself into a dead-end, but couldn't be arsed to change that. There was potential, I could see what I was trying to go for, I just typed the whole thing out in one go and didn't edit for shit. My words were my own, and I hoarded them all.

So. Yeah. I'm not sure what to do with these stories now. Should I archive, or should I not... I suppose I should be glad that my stories never received much attention at all, but I still do hold some fondness for them. After all, my words were my own, and a reflection of who I once was.

Maybe one day I'll rewrite the whole thing, and then post the original copy afterwards.

#Curiously enough #The themes I wrote back then persist even now #Perception of self and loss of identity was one #Conflict in family ties was another #Instability and madness was a whole phase I was in #And death and dying was readily mixed into that phase #I think the term people use now is 'edgy'#I've mellowed out a lot #And learned to have a sense of humor #Yes I was unable to detect jokes if they weren't obvious enough #It was 2015 #Back then I was too busy having an existential crisis to appreciate good humor

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takearisk-xo · 1 month

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Any tips on writing Ginny? I only wrote one fic and that was years ago. I would like to write more of her but I don’t know if I’ll have her characterization on point?

You write her amazing, and it’s something that I admire about you, also something that I get intimidated by because your Ginny is so well written and her humor and total BAMF attitude (more of a lifestyle if I’m being honest) is just so freaking amazing

. Plus, your moodboards and the brilliant details when you create the Daily Prophets is incredible. I literally have no words in how much I love them. I know I read a fic that you’ve written, not sure of the name. It’s when Harry is trying to finish a photography project and he has an entire file dedicated to Ginny? Correct me if I’m wrong.

That is insanely beautiful, plus I loved the messages back and forth from the golden trio and Ginny, also I believe Luna and Neville? I definitely have to go back and read it again. (Also, love the Romione moments, it was so fun to read)

How long did it take to create such story? I’m trying to get my hand in uploading images on ao3 but every time it just doesn’t seem to work. It’s always just a box with a question mark inside. 😞😞 oh the annoying pain, do you by chance have any tips or tricks to do that?

I hope you have a great day, if not hopefully it gets better!

goshhhhh this message is so nice. i'm over here speechless which is why this has taken me so long to reply... get ready, this is a long one.

okay, so... tips for writing ginny... i can only speak for myself and *my* ginny. she is not one singular thing, right? but she does have a singular motivator? at least, in my own headcanons. and that is the need/desire for independence. this is somewhat informed by trauma with tom's diary, and also everything we know about her from the limited textual evidence. this then informs her base fears, which in my opinion are others having power over her and/or her being dependent on someone else. and i think this core characteristic of hers not only results in her attitude and BAMF moments, but also her deepest, most anguish inducing plotlines. and in my opinion, that's what makes ginny interesting. she is brave, and competent, and clever, and hot-headed. and she's also crippled in her emotional attachments because of what happened to her as a child. she is the poster child of trust issues. again these are all of my own thoughts about her as a character, i don't have some secret formula for getting in her head necessarily. it's just independence. does her actions in the story feel like ginny searching for or obtaining her own independence, and then i use the plot to throw everything i've got at her in an attempt to prevent that. like a refining fire if you will.

sorry ginny. love you.

my daily prophet articles are entirely the result of my high school journalism class. i'm also a big fan of epistolary storytelling and i love plugging easter eggs into the articles to see what dots people connect. the epistolary fic i wrote with harry & the gang is confessions should be better planned! it's one of my favs. it didn't take a ton of time to put together, i actually like epistolary (text fics) because I can write them so much faster than traditional storytelling. the upload process is pretty straightforward and i feel like i sort of have my homegrown way of doing it that doesn't use an ao3 workskin. but i start by uploading my images in my tumblr drafts (lol) > open image in new tab > copy the url > go back to ao3 > click insert image > paste the url into the editor > change the dimensions to what you want > save. then i add a space before the pic, then click the center align button in the text editor to center the image in the page. and that's it! that's what i do. for the actual text i just play around with the formatting and the alignments until i feel like everything is in a spot that makes sense.

i haven't had a stellar day (viral conjunctivitis from daycare) but this message made it so much better <33

#thanks so much for the ask!#anon #answered

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Hi! For ao3 wrapped I’d love if you answered 5, 12, and 30 😊

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

this SHOULDN'T have surprised me, but bangable was my first outright smut piece for aftg, and i laughed when i woke up the next morning and my inbox was POPPIN. i feel like aftg fandom is usually p quiet in the comment section (or im just spoiled by the richness of simon snow fandom), but people were SO READY to talk about this blowjob hahahha.

12. How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

oh man LOL. theres a short answer and a long answer and im gonna go for long bc maybe talking abt it all will hold me accountable for finishing stuff.

ok so like technically i have 1 million wips. jk. technically technically i have 41 aftg wips (and ENDLESS more simon snow wips), but most of those google docs are resting in peace in my "wip graveyard" folder. they may be resurrected one day but who knows.

so more accurately i am currently sitting on four wips! all aftg.

my hs au We Can Live Forever... which i actually completed the next chapter for! but i dont want to post it until i finish the one after bc i kind of leave it off on a mean note. i might post it anyway so that people get mad at me and motivate me to keep writing though...

what i have dubbed "slut au," in which our favorite resident ace neil explores sex. its sitting at 20k rn, about halfway thru the plot. very messy atm. about 60% smut.

my secret aftg winter exchange fic

my (NEW AS OF A FEW HOURS AGO) secret aftg mixtape exchange fic

im also p much always playing w flash fics, AAAAND i have been thinking abt revisiting this old au i was working on last spring where neil works at a froyo shop. i actually wrote an entire first draft for that -- i think its sitting at like 12k but its a complete mess. i think of her tho... the found family vibes were v good...

OH and i am seriously considering doing a magnum opus andrew POV fic. i need to move into my own apartment in order to accomplish this because i want to like. really go ham analyzing the books and scaffolding that plot bc if i do it im going to tell the same story but with a very different structure i think. and i cannot do this in my current living situation. so that would probs be my Fic of 2023 if true.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

cheesy. but more than anything i think i've come to know myself as a fiction writer this year. ive always written fiction in bits and pieces, and ive done a shit ton of professional nonfiction writing. writing snowbaz last year felt good in that i was finally writing regularly, but switching fandoms upped my confidence because thats when i could finally prove to myself that i wasn't just copying rainbow rowell hahaha. WHICH LIKE she definitely continues to influence my writing but i think ive developed my style in a way where its more my own now -- i don't lean on the style of aftg the way i did for simon snow fics. and while andrew is undeniably NOT my character, ive done a lot of work around the way i write his POV that im proud of. and this makes me think that if i wanted to write original stories i could... even tho i havent rly come up with a story i want to tell on my own just yet!

from this ask meme!

#went off in this one LOL #my writing

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linklethehistorian · 2 years

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Cherish Development Notes — Part 4: Chapter 2

Alright, it’s time to talk about another chapter’s development stages and reveal some cool behind-the-scenes stuff! I’m really excited; let’s go!

Oh, and as always, beware some Storm Bringer and Fifteen spoilers (and also VerRim/RimLaine and ChuuArt content, obviously) below the cut; proceed at your own discretion!

(Also, it’s fairly long.)

Original Outline

Although Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 were originally one long chapter, I’ll simply include the part of the original outline here that specifically pertains to the now-second chapter:

[…] Paul is — thank heavens — able to get [poet!Arthur] breathing.

But as he’s holding him, waiting for the ambulance he called to arrive, he can’t help worrying about him, the young man is freezing cold and his pulse is just…so weak.

The ambulance this night is, for whatever reason, taking way too long, so he does the only thing he can think to do: he calls Chuuya, who calls Mori.

And Mori’s internally probs like “you do know this guy stole from us right? I thought you hated him, why should I help him” at the mention of Paul but you know, whatevs, Chuuya sounds worried so he does it for Chuuya’s sake.

Secondary Outline & Third Outline

Because it was part of the first chapter in the fic and I was not making TL;DRs for my friend at the time, there was never truly a secondary or third outline for Chapter 2; all I had to work with was the very first one created in my rambles ages ago.

Nevertheless, for your entertainment, I will include the thing I later wrote in hindsight that would have been the “third outline”, had I created it at the time:

In Chapter 2, he’s eventually able to get him breathing through CPR (it does take several tries, but he manages, even while he’s internally questioning his own motives), and he immediately breathes a sigh relief and goes to get his jacket he left behind to give to him to keep warm, but then sees the blood on his hand and realizes as he is picking it up that he had been so wrapped up in saving him that he forget the injury, panics, dashes back to him and uses his coat as a tourniquet around the wound, then realizes he has to pull him close to keep him warm (this, ironically, was the only thing I did intentionally for the feels, not the part about “oh he kissed him to bring him back to life” lol).

He apologizes bc he feels it’s prob a little awkward, not realizing that Arthur literally can’t fucking even understand what he’s saying bc he’s speaking in Japanese, and then grabs his phone and thinks about calling the ambulance, only to realize that if he does and something happens to Arthur before he can explain, he could get blamed for it with his rep, so he thinks twice about it, debating in his head, feeling guilty as he notices how weak Arthur is getting, and finally decides his only option is to call Chuuya and have him get Mori to come.

But…he worries Mori won’t come if he knows it’s just for some random stranger, so he devises the plan to not tell Chuuya the truth, let him draw his own conclusion and think it’s Paul that’s in danger so he’ll want to rescue him ASAP bc I mean, that’s his brother. He calls him up, tells him it’s an emergency and to have Mori come with his medical equipment, then hangs up on him before he can respond, and waits.

Joke Summary

Due to it being a part of Chapter 1 up until a mere two days before it was posted, this chapter does not have a joke summary.

First Draft

As I said in the previous post, although we have the original outline for Chapter 1 & 2, sadly I do not possess a copy of the original first draft for either chapter; all I can do is describe what it was like and what was done.

Given that this was originally all a part of Chapter 1, though, I have already talked about it in the development notes for said chapter; you can read about it here.

Second Draft

As an extension of Chapter 1, Chapter 2 did not truly adhere to the three draft rule that would become the norm for Cherish, either, so there weren’t many changes between the first and second draft — just proofreading and fixing typos.

Final Draft

As stated before, the only change made after the second draft was the decision to split the chapter in two.

Deleted Scenes & Lines

Chapter 2, like its former first half, does not have any scenes or conversations that were cut from the final product.

Furthermore, apart from alternative wordings of sentences that already exist in the completed chapter, there exists only one truly unique deleted line that I did not already discuss in the development notes for Chapter 1, and it, like the one discussed in those prior notes, is sadly only a partial one; that partial line reads as the following:

[…] — a sensation which, in itself, only served to cause him even more stress, as he struggled to understand why it was that he was feeling this way; yes, of course, it would be sad if this person beneath him had lost their life, but then, he had never really been great with empathy before this moment — at least, not for total strangers.

In its original use, if I remember it correctly, this partial line was meant to be attached to the sentence that spoke of the relief Paul felt when Arthur finally began to breathe again.

Sadly, there is not a lot to unpack about it or the meaning behind it, as I think it speaks mostly for itself, but I suppose, if anything, it goes to show that during the early stages when the first draft was written, there was a strong intent to convey just how much Paul was intentionally acting out of character, and how even he was confused by it. This still comes through even in the final draft to some extent with the lines discussing how he hated and wanted to destroy humanity, though in quite different words and — by conscious choice — with slightly less emphasis on the implication that it is this particular person alone who is directly causing him to feel this way.

Art

There is no artwork that has currently been made for Chapter 2, although like all chapters, it is planned to have one added at some point in the future. I have not yet decided if it will be the very ending scene, or the one in which Paul is trying to call for help, but at the least I can assert that I want it to be of Verlaine holding Arthur sometime after wrapping his jacket around the wound like a tourniquet.

Title & Aesthetics

Now, as for why I chose the song that is the chapter title’s namesake, I will get into the part about the lyrics in the next section, but for now let’s discuss its relevance in regards to the title itself and the overall aesthetic of the tune.

In this case, I was looking for a title that was more simplistic and embodied the desperation that Paul felt throughout the chapter while trying to keep Arthur alive, and so I arrived at “Keep Breathing”: which evokes the exact feeling that the chapter begins and ends with — Verlaine pleading for Arthur to stay with him and not die.

As for the sound, I wanted something which carried that same airy, light, almost wistful yet melancholic softness of tune that existed in Dust in the Wind, but which also could grow more intense and almost hopeful towards the end, to symbolize that this was the start of a new beginning for them both, even if they didn’t quite realize it yet.

Keep Breathing Story Connections: A Lyrical Analysis

Alright! It’s time for one of my favorite parts: the lyrical analyses! Again, I think Keep Breathing is primarily pretty straightforward in regards to symbolism and meaning in its lyrics, compared to some of the other chapters, but nevertheless, let’s break it down bit by bit and examine how it fits into this chapter.

The storm is coming, but I don't mind

As we all know from Storm Bringer, Paul actively was waiting for his “storm” to arrive. Now, in terms of current canon, I do have a theory about what that means, specifically, and why, but this story posits that “the Storm” is more than just that one possible event; in the interest of not prematurely revealing too many spoilers for any future story content that I haven’t yet posted, I will keep what I say here about it at a minimum, but suffice it to say that, at the very least, it is a treated as a direct reference to any day when something happens that allows him to see Arthur again, however brief or long-lasting that reunion might prove to be.

To me, this set of lyrics reflects the fact that Paul’s long-awaited Storm is soon to come to him with this meeting, when he realizes it is a version of Arthur that he has saved, but that is ultimately exactly what he wants.

Furthermore, it also can be seen as reflecting the fact this rescue could be an inconvenience and trouble for him in the long-term, from his current perspective, and yet, in spite of that, for once in his life, he finds himself more than willing to take on that responsibility for the sake of this specific person.

People are dying, I close my blinds

Paul has never cared much for the lives of humans; until now, ever since the initial death of his old partner, he has gone from actively hating and wanting to destroy them to just being relatively indifferent about their plights altogether, shutting it out and looking the other way with the same disinterest he has towards everything else around him.

All that I know is I'm breathing now

The world may be changing around him day by day, but none of it matters — only that Arthur gave his life for him long ago, and because of that, Paul himself is still alive and breathing in the present day, and must continue to do so, so as not to squander that precious gift his former partner once handed him, whether or not there is hope for him in this world.

I want to change the world, instead I sleep

This line covers two different perspectives — both Paul’s and Arthur’s. For Paul, I feel it reflects how he wants to live in a world where his old partner was never hurt by him and still loves and wants to be with him as before, but he knows that is impossible (save, potentially, for the use of something like the Book, whose price of usage would be too great — especially for his brother, not to mention the rest of the world), so instead he just remains alone in his current place of residence, sleeping, mourning, and wishing his life away like always.

For Arthur, it was his greatest wish to change the world in his time — to break the shackles of many a tradition and reinvent poetry, life, and especially love as we know it, yet now he can do none of those things, as he lays facedown in a river, lifeless, having paid the price for those attempts which to him all proved to be futile in the end.

I want to believe in more than you and me

Again, this covers both perspectives; for Paul, he would like to find a reason worth living in the world — a reason to believe that despite what he believes himself to be, he really is loved by God enough to be given that one thing he desires the most. But as of right now, he doesn’t believe in anything except that he is there in that moment beside the young stranger he has just saved, unaware that that person is exactly what he was hoping for in the first place.

For Arthur, he would like to believe in the world he wanted to create — in the love he longed for, in the hope it could exist, but as it currently stood, he could not anymore. His faith has been lost in everything, betrayed by the only person he thought he could trust to help him and love him.

But all that I know is I'm breathing

Now, in addition to Paul’s thoughts from before, we also have Arthur’s.

Having just been resuscitated, quite literally, the only thing he still knows is he’s breathing — he is alive. That is the only guarantee he has right now in life, for however long that may last.

All I can do is keep breathing

All either of them can do is try to keep living in that moment and continue on as best they can; there is no option to let go in this scenario.

If Arthur gave up, it would mean letting go of any tiny chance he has at a better life. If Paul gave up, it would mean throwing away his old partner’s only gift to him.

All we can do is keep breathing Now

To me, this is Paul trying to encourage Arthur to stay with him, to not give up, to keep living, even as he lays in his arms bleeding. As these last few lines repeat and get more and more intense and loud, I believe it expresses the increase in hope for Paul as much as it does determination and, to an extent, desperation.

And that’s it for this one! You can listen to the song itself (and the others currently publicly available in this fic’s playlist) here!

Favorite Lines

Well, most definitely this one:

Oh hell no. He did not fight this long to revive him just so that he could choke to death all over again!

The reason I love this one so much is actually quite funny; you see, this was originally just a placeholder line to express the general feeling that Paul had in an almost joking manner — an almost “haha, he’s so indignant about the fact that Arthur has the gall to accidentally start killing himself again so soon after he saved him”, but given that that comedic tone isn’t inherently implied over text and it could be read as desperation, fear, and shock instead (along with the fact that I was very fond of the line to begin with), I ended up just keeping it, in the end, as a serious part of the dialogue.

Other Trivia

Had he really changed that much over the years, that he had begun to care so deeply about all humans’ existences without even previously noticing, or...was it just —

The full line of this, if Paul’s thoughts hadn’t been interrupted by Arthur waking up, is this: “or was it just something about this one person in particular? And if so, why?”

Also, as I mentioned in the previous section, the paragraph in this chapter that begins with “oh hell no” was actually originally a placeholder line that was sort of meant to be a joke; it just happened to work out and survive as a serious part of the dialogue in the final draft.

Furthermore, as I’d also mentioned in the prior post for Chapter 1, I was a complete idiot when it came to planning out and understanding the romantic symbolism within the first two chapters, considering that I intentionally orchestrated this scene for the added fluff and sweetness value:

“Don’t move.” he insisted, his voice taking on an almost commanding tone as he pulled the stranger into his lap and pressed his hands down firmly onto the pathetically ‘bandaged’ wound, “That is not a flesh wound; we have to keep pressure on it until someone gets here, and we need to try to keep you warm, too.”

In response, the young man only gave a weak nod before resting his head against the older man’s shoulder somewhat tentatively, eyes tired and unfocused; if he had been more alert, he might have tried to explain that the mafia executive’s current words themselves made about as much sense as they would if he were speaking complete gibberish, but his actions in that moment had thankfully conveyed the meaning and his intentions well enough regardless.

“I was hoping to use my jacket for that,” Paul continued, blissfully unaware of how meaningless his explanation was, as he slowly removed a hand to pick up the cell phone that he had taken out of said article’s pocket prior to making the tourniquet, “but that injury is much more important, and I don’t have any other dry clothes to give you, so this arrangement will just have to do; I’m sorry if it’s a bit awkward.”

But only did the mouth-to-mouth resuscitation bit to be realistic about the CPR process (which I had carefully researched beforehand), and did not have it even remotely occur to me for almost a year after posting the chapter that it might be interpreted by some of my readers as an intentionally, symbolically romantic start to the fic.

Once I get my coat back, I’ll give it to him so he can keep warm, and then —

The full thought here would have been something along the lines of, “and then I can call for help.”

It was certainly possible, with how focused he had been on his self-appointed mission and how much adrenaline had been pumping through his system, that he could have been completely oblivious to the pain this entire time, but...thinking back over the events of the night, there really hadn’t been any opportunity for —

This probably would have read, “there really hadn’t been any opportunity for him to sustain such an injury.”

This probably goes without saying, but Paul was naturally speaking Japanese at the time that this happened, as he would have assumed anyone found in this country would at least have a basic understanding of the language, if not a full comprehension — but sadly he was wrong, as this Arthur is only capable of speaking French, and a pretty decent amount of English; thus, to him, Verlaine’s words were completely incomprehensible.

Turning his phone on, he immediately went to the device’s emergency call screen, then abruptly stopped — his finger hesitating on the slider that would connect him to 119.

I suppose one additional fun fact, is that I had to look up what the emergency number in Japan was for this chapter. And also, since I’ve had it asked by one person why Paul doesn’t have a flip-phone in this as most BSD characters tend to, I thought that a) as a former spy, he would probably want a very high-tech phone, and b) since flip-phones are also mostly only still a fairly popular design in Japan from what I have read, it is therefore partly to show his distinction from the rest — both as a foreigner, and as a non-human — as well.

“E-ehh...? Wait, wha—”

Had Chuuya not been cut off, this line would probably have been, “Wait, what are you talking about? What happened?!” …Although, that is probably easy to guess.

—

And…yeah, I think that’s all I have to say on this one right now! Hope you enjoyed the read! I’ll see you next time!

[Read the fic here!]

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cameliawrites · 2 years

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🛠 💖 and 🍦 for the ask game!

Sorry in advance for the long-ass answers here; I got overexcited! 😳🥹❤️

🛠 What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

Alas, I am but a simple woman—Google Docs for fics, always.

It’s actually a bit funny, because in my professional life, I hate Google Docs with a fury—Microsoft Word is a thousand times more conducive to the kind of persnickety formatting things I have to do to my legal writing.

But for fic writing, Google Docs lets me invite my friends to come leave comments on my WIPs (🥰), AND I have a very handy extension to convert all my formatting to HTML so I can easily copy and paste it into ao3!

I guess the only other “tool” I use for writing is my Notes app, because I often get ideas for fics or snippets of dialogue late in the night, out on walks, etc.

Just for a laugh, I’ll share this note from when I was drafting my oneshot “someone to watch over me” (& I always associate Winston with this fic for leaving SUCH a kind comment on it that melted my heart):

So I usually end up writing snippets of dialogue (without any punctuation 😅) and descriptions of scenes, and both of those things shown here ended up making it into the final cut of the fic!

Although I genuinely have no clue what this line—“Well I’m not; Inej mutters, and ignored the knowing grins as she stalked out of the room”—is referring to, because it didn’t make it into the published fic. And the tenses are all fucked up!

Sigh. 2:30 AM Lia is something else.

💖 What made you start writing?

Mmm, the boring answer is that I’ve been writing creatively since I was a child—typical sob story about not having very many friends in elementary school and becoming a voracious reader instead, etc. etc. (Don’t feel bad for me; I have been richly blessed in this life.)

The more interesting answer regards why I decided to start fic writing, which only happened this year.

I hadn’t written any sort of creative fiction since…early high school? Maybe? (Around age 14 or 15 or so) before this year, actually! I read the SOC duology about 5 or 6 years ago and loved the books (and I actually remember reading pretty much all the kanej fic that was available on ao3 at the time, lol). This past winter, I decided to do a reread and my kanej hyperfixation reawakened at the same time that law school just broke something in me—I was like, “legal writing is fucking HARD and the feedback is brutal. No silly fanfiction that I publish online is going to be as difficult or miserable as this.” …and it kind of killed off any fear or hesitation or self-doubt I had about diving in. 😂

Literally wrote the first fanfiction of my entire life at age 22 (and I already find it cringy, but I guess that means I’m improving? Lol), and now I’m nearly 70,000 words in and having the time of my LIFE doing it.

When I started, I was of course worried that nothing I wrote would be worth reading—but all of you lovely people have assuaged that doubt time and time again, and I can’t even begin to articulate the difference that’s made in my happiness this year. So thank you. 💗

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

I’m a sucker for fluff, so this question really is like asking me to pick the sweetest ice cream flavor.

I would say this little kanej kidfic, though. Everything I write is some level of self-indulgent, but this one is so absurdly saccharine that I can hardly believe I deigned to publish it. 😂 I try not to throw Kaz & Inej’s characterization out the window in favor of romantic tropes, but sometimes I toe the line, lol. I’m often mad at myself about it!

Sorry I’m such a marshmallow. 😅🤍

#thanks for asking 🥹💗#I’ll answer the others in my inbox tomorrow I swear!#camelia answers #lia talks

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thegettingbyp2 · 2 years

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Still Want You

Brandon Flowers x reader

Summary: A lazy Sunday afternoon leads to Brandon writing one of the songs for his album

Buy me a coffee :)

Sunday afternoons we’re my absolute favourite because me and Brandon would spend the time, curled up on the sofa together either watching a film, TV show or just doing our own thing in each other’s company. This particular day, I was cuddled up to his side reading my book and he had his arm wrapped around me, keeping me against him as he was trying to think of lyrics for a solo album he was going to release, writing any ideas in the notes section in his phone, knowing that if he used a notebook he’d lose it somehow.

Even as I was reading, I could feel myself dozing off as a warm breeze blew through the house from the open windows, my cheek warm against Brandon’s shoulder and the steady rise and fall of his body as he breathed in and out. Every now and then I could hear frustrated sighs coming out of my boyfriend’s mouth as he’d hold his thumb on the backspace button to get rid of a lyric he wasn’t happy with.

‘How are you getting on?’ I asked gently, putting my book in my lap and looking up at him, my cheek still on his shoulder.

‘Sorry baby, did I interrupt you?’ he apologised when he saw that I had put my book down, kissing my head before, looking back at his phone, ‘I just can’t think of anything! I think I’ve got something so I write it down and then when I look back over it I decide that I hate it.’

I slowly moved my book off my lap, putting it on the sofa next to me before leaning over and taking Brandon’s phone from his hand, putting it next to my book and turning back to him, ‘you’ve been working on it too long, take a break and then come back to it when you’ve had a chance to switch off.’

He nodded and pulled me into him tighter, stretching his body out next to me, ‘talk to me,’ he said, closing his eyes and leaning his head on the back of the sofa.

‘About what?’

‘Anything,’ he said, eyes still closed, ‘how’s your book?’

‘You want to hear about my book?’

‘Mmhmm.’

‘Okay?’ I paused slightly as I looked back at my book, ‘well it’s called How to Stop Time and it’s about this guy who just doesn’t age and he lives forever. He fell in love with this girl in like plague times but she died and ever since he hasn’t fallen in love with anyone else because no one compared to this one woman from hundreds of years ago and he still wants her. I just think it’s sweet.’

I looked over to Brandon to see he had a soft smile playing on his face as his head was still resting on the back of the sofa, ‘that’s one of the sappiest things I think I’ve ever heard.’

‘Oh yeah?’ I quickly moved so I was straddling his lap, his eyes opening and head lifting to look at me as his hands moved to my waist, keeping me steady. ‘Are you saying that you wouldn’t want me in a hundred years?’

‘I’d never say that,’ he said, staring at me with complete admiration in his eyes.

‘So in a hundred years from now when I’m really old,’

‘I’d still want you,’ he said leaning in and pecking my lips.

‘And if I grew a tail?’

‘I’d still want you.’

‘If I didn’t like reading?’

‘Oh well that would be game over, we’d be done.’

‘What,’ I said, completely blindsided. Brandon took one look at the shocked expression on my face and burst out laughing before leaning in to kiss me once again, this time putting his hand on the back of my head to deepen the kiss.

‘No matter what happens, I’m still going to want you.

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A couple of months later, Brandon comes running into the living room after spending the day in the recording studio, recording the last couple of songs for his album.

‘It’s done!’

‘Yay!’ I put my book down to my side as he came to join me on the sofa, kissing my cheek as he sat down, handing me a copy of the track list.

‘This is the final draft for the track list, what do you think?’

I scanned down the list, knowing all of the songs listed after hearing them as he wrote them. However, there was one song that he hadn’t shown me and as soon as I saw the title I knew exactly when he’d written the song:

Still Want You.

#brandonflowers #brandon flowers #brandon flowers x reader #brandon flowers imagine

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storybounded · 1 year

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Before I get started here, I want to make a personal google drive folder that is catered only to tumblr roleplay (and I want to do this to all my blogs tbh).

That way, I can copy and paste starters/responses that my partners wrote for me and I can write my reply whenever on my phone when the inspiration strikes (because it always hits when I’m away from the computer). Also...there is something a lot less intimidating and less formal when I’m typing on the phone.

It’ll take no time to set up and ya’ll will never see it of course since it’s basically and offsite draft folder...but I just want to see how it works out for me.

I have honestly been...struggling massively in regards to my hobbies ( art VERY much included) because of my lack of energy, and it makes me so frustrated. I can feel it in me, I want to do it, but having extremely low energy is becoming such an upsetting roadblock.

I’ve promised myself recently to make my hobbies a bit more accessible for me. I should’ve done it long ago tbh bUT OH WELL. I’m trying. ＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)

#&&. The Author Speaks ( OOC )

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draconesmundi · 2 years

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How long are you planning to make Dracones Mundi?

Currently, I have 42 dragon species, if I take an example of a chapter I am happy to call 'average length' (so some firdrakes have GIGANTIC chapters, some lesser known dragons have tiny chapters) it's around 2k words.

84k words is a ROUGH estimate (based on 42 dragons x 2k words each). I am currently at 25k words... better get cracking!

Most of my dragons have a little placeholder introductory paragraph, and when I have free time I go into each chapter and use that paragraph as a springboard to bring in my research and other ideas into it. So of the 42 dragons, 26 have things partially written for them, so I'm over halfway there in terms of "dragons I have written about" - I also cheat horrendously by copying things over from a previous draft and, if there's no lore-contradicting stuff in the copy-pasted paragraphs I just edit it to fit my new writing style, so sometimes I'll say something like "oh I added 8k words to Dracones Mundi today", which sounds like 'I wrote 8k words' but it actually means I edited 8k words I wrote years ago. This previous draft was 51k words, so when I finish stealing chunks from the old draft, I will have a word count akin to 45k, maybe?

#Asks #Writing

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project-aphelion · 2 years

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06.09.2022 - Chapter 4....TWO!!

Word Count

> Chapter 4: 5747

> Total: 26547

Yes, yes, I’ve already done an edit update on this chapter. But I made another editing pass on it, and it’s finally in what I would consider a “publishable” state (by which I mean: it definitely still needs another polish pass, but if it were to be published in its current form, I would be somewhat okay with it).

What’s Different?

Changed:

Actually...not much has substantially changed since the previous update, plot-wise. Mostly I was fine-tuning the wording, the order information is delivered, etc. I focused a lot more on how Rian’s power is affecting him (negatively, unfortunately), and the absolute desperation he feels when he realizes he can’t escape.

Notably, I changed the order in which Rian runs into his...enemies? Opponents? Anyway. Originally it goes: Holly, Dr. Scott, then Marl. Now it goes: Holly, Marl, and Dr. Scott last. Why is this important? Idk. But it just works better okay.

Added:

I TOTALLY forgot to mention this in the last update: Rian’s bodyguard Marl is an entirely new character! He’s a Funney Guy™, and real chummy with Rian and Holly. He did kiiiiiinda exist in the first pass edit, but he was only in the flashback and not that involved in the actual chapter, and I thought to Spice Things Up, I would increase his screentime (pagetime?) and role.

That meant some parts of the chapter was changed slightly to accommodate Marl’s inclusion, and it’ll also affect future chapters as well! I didn’t realize how much I needed another important character in Rian’s part of the story until I added Marl, and suddenly it was like everything made sense.

And here is another excerpt featuring Rian and Marl.

“Don’t.” The word was a desperate rush out of Marl’s mouth as he swung the aim of his stunner aside and threw out a hand. “Don’t, okay? Just…” He couldn’t seem to find the words. Instead, he only shook his head slowly, his dark eyes locked on Rian’s, pleading. “Please. Don’t.”

Rian watched the sheen of sweat on Marl’s brow, the flickering of his eyes, the tremor in his outstretched hand. Don’t look at him. But he didn’t need to look to know he was afraid. They were all afraid. He could feel their fear like a charge in the air, prickling his skin, humming in the back of his skull. Afraid of him, and he couldn’t stand it. He didn’t want to be dangerous. He didn’t want to be a monster.

But he didn’t have a choice.

“Get out of my way,” he said.

In other news: I finished season 4 part 1 of Weirder Stuff! Even though I conceptualized and wrote a lot of APHELION before that show even came out, it still serves as a pretty big inspiration, with the whole...kid with superpowers hiding from the government thing. There were actually some plot points in this season that actively made me go “wait...this happens in my book too......” But fret not, for I went into my draft to search for the similar part, only to discover I had already deleted it long ago.

As for what I’m reading: I uncovered a printed copy of an old draft of APHELION and started reading it. It’s. It’s!! It’s not good. But, okay, let’s back up a little: I printed it knowing it was not a “complete” book. I just wanted to have something physical. The book is an amalgamation of several different drafts, creating so many plot holes and inconsistencies.

I don’t really want to get too deep into what’s bad about the book. Actually I think it’s a good thing to keep old drafts around. Now I’m able to read it and recognize how far I’ve come. A GOOD thing I’ll point out though is that I was pretty good at having casually funny narration. Now if only I could do that on a wip that actually warrants casually funny narration...

Also, if you ever have the chance to format and print out your book, even if it’s just a big chunky spiralbound at your local Staples, I super recommend it. Seeing everything printed out just hits different.

Etttt c’est tout! Next I’m editing part of Chapter 3, and then I’m giving everything I’ve written so far a good polish pass before moving on. Solid foundation is key!

-Emily

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Stories From Fazbear's Timeline

So, when I was rambling on Twitter some hours ago. I realized and I was stupid to not notice this long ago. Many of my Stories From Fazbear's stories were indeed deleted even when I reblogged them to this blog. Because when you press the keep reading option, it doesn't work because it said it doesn't exist.

Which really sucks. But I had posted the timeline onto another site. So, just in case something happens. I'm going to copy and paste the timeline. This was for an AU I hyped up and posted the timeline. Something I was very passionate. It was basically my own reimaging and, in a way, my movie adaptation of the FNAF saga. It took months to make, and I had made draft stories. But alias, many of those stories are now sadly gone because I deleted my FNAF blog.

I was very proud of this AU. I teared up at some of the little stories I wrote. Yet I question if I should call this my best work. But I was just proud (And I had help when making it) to make it because I...am likely still a long time FNAF fan. I wanted to make my own take on the series that still fit many of the games and honor them. But also, make a timeline that makes sense with some changes.

But alias, I was young, and it's from two years ago. Yet it says a lot I remember this AU of mine fondly. Even though at this point, there feels like there's no need for it. Including with the FNAF movie out. This stuff is basically in the past. But it was a great effort I did during the time of quarantine when COVID was still a major thing.

Anyway, here's the timeline, unedited.

1977: Fredbear's Family Diner is opened. Owned by Henry Emily and William Afton.

Throughout ever since the start of Fredbear's. Caroline Emily, Henry's wife plays a mute character named Ms. Marionette. That is part of the cast of characters.

1979: The franchise is expanded into Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Introducing more animatronic characters.

Fazbear Entertainment is born.

Caroline even at Fazbear's, plays the character of Ms. Marionette as well. She is one of the reasons why the restaurants become successful. With the major other reasons being the animatronics themselves. Including the food and entertainment.

Yet during all of these years. Despite being happily married to Joanna and her supporting the business as well. Even though she has a job as a dancer. Ever since he met Caroline. William feels this sort of sexual frustration whenever he’s with her. Mainly admiring her. Despite William considers his wife number 1.

September 1983: Henry also decides to risk the idea of letting other employees use the Springlock suits. But it sadly results in the deaths of Barry and Jack. Two trusted employees who had been working at Fredbear’s since the start. Despite taking their corpses out and paying for their funerals, Evan Afton see’s them die. This happens at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria.

Because of this, few employees are allowed to wear the suits. With Henry and William mainly using them.

Evan develops a fear of the animatronics. Thinking they ate the employees. But even before this, Evan didn’t socialize much with other kids. Imagining the Fredbear plush as his friend, along with seeing the plushies of the other Fazbear characters as his friends.

Due to the incident with Jack and Barry. People start making crazy rumors about Fredbear’s.

In October 1983. Michael Afton bullies his younger brother and puts him in Fredbear's mouth. But it results in Fredbear crushing Evan’s head. With everyone there to witness it, including William.

The next few weeks is what forever changes the course of Fazbear's forever.

- During the weeks his brother is in the hospital. Michael wants to punish himself after witnessing what he had did to his brother. He begins having intense nightmares. Putting himself in his brothers place and being attacked and killed by his brother's, "Friends".

Soon his nightmares slowly end when he finally must accept that his brother will die. The nightmares soon start to cease. But they still happen at times.

- Traumatized, enraged and wanting to get even with his partner in the business. William plans to kidnap Charlie and hide her to scare Henry. To make him feel his pain. In the end, Henry would pay a ransom. But this instead results in Caroline going into the bathroom first and noticing a man in a Spring Bonnie costume. His plan changes, William kidnaps her instead. For weeks, Caroline is missing, taken captive by someone she doesn’t know. She was kidnapped during a Halloween party.

Evan’s in the hospital, while Caroline is a captive somewhere. For possibly three weeks. Though William tries to take care of her. Despite cuddling with her, playing music while she’s stuck in a box, and whatever other things.

But learning that his son will die anyway. Along with learning Caroline’s ‘Bruja’ heritage, meaning witch. William accepts the ransom money. Yet because of how he treated Caroline, William kills her anyway. In a way, because of three weeks. Her death was drawn out.

William leaves a clue to Henry of where his wife is at after the ransom is paid. Which results in Henry finding a large chest with two locks, revealing Caroline’s corpse with the words, “ALL YOUR FAULT” carved on her stomach.

Due to the tragedies with William's youngest son, two employees of his, and the unsolved murder of his wife. Henry decides to retire Fredbear's as a whole. Making a PSA that the characters have retired. Which include Fredbear, Spring Bonnie, and Ms. Marionette.

But because of these events, Caroline becomes the Puppet, Barry becomes Shadow Freddy, and Jack becomes Shadow Bonnie.

Yet Caroline died near the same time Evan’s plug was pulled by William. Given permission by the doctors and his wife. Feeling sorry for the young boy. Caroline wants to put the boy back together. Resulting in him becoming the first half of Golden Freddy.

Their sprits linger around Fazbear’s.

William’s motives were rage, jealousy, and lust. After Caroline’s death. His slow descent into sadism begins. Even though he tried to move on from the events.

But also with Caroline gone, who was considered the, “Soul” of Fazbear Entertainment. Who gave Henry good advice and was supportive. Without her at Henry’s side, Fazbear Entertainment would never be the same again after her death.

1986: With only Freddy's operating, and trying to move on from the tragedy of three years ago. But over the time, William soon learns he seems to enjoy sadism. Which results in him planning to use the Freddy’s in Hurricane as his personal killing grounds. Preying on the children that go there.

Over the course of June, four children go missing. But with the Springlock suits put away. William has to use the replacement costume instead.

In order. Susie Evans(Chica), Benjamin Allen(Bonnie), Lynn Davis(Foxy), and Gabriel Brooks(Freddy). He lures them into the back, likely the safe room or the back room.

William decides to hide the corpses in the animatronic characters just in case. Because of William’s defiling of the animatronics and hiding the corpses in there. The animatronics become possessed by the children.

Caroline is shocked, horrified, and angered by the same man who kidnapped and drawn out her death is now killing children at her family’s own restaurant. She takes care of the children’s spirits. Acting as if she were their own mother. But she is overzealous, which results in her and her, ‘Children’ trying to find the man responsible for their deaths.

Near the end of June, the animatronics start smelling like reanimated corpses. Confused and realizing he had not fixed his animatronics in a long time, Henry decides to open them. He is shocked when he discovers the corpses. Horrified and not knowing what to do, Henry tells William what he had found and asks for advice. William’s advice is not to reveal the corpses to the police. And that Henry needs to be a man and not a coward. Because if he Henry tells the police of what he had found, Freddy Fazbear’s may likely never open again.

Due to William’s successful manipulative advice, Henry decides to take the bodies and bury them behind his house. Believing incinerating their bodies is disrespectful and horrifying. But he wants to give them proper burials.

Because of these events, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is closed. But not retired forever. Henry plans to make better animatronics that can keep the children safe. Resulting in the origin of the Toy Animatronics.

But due to Henry wanting to keep going despite the horrible events. His own sister disowns him and takes Charlie to live with her. Along with angry mobs forming against the restaurant and Henry’s attitude against the parents and police. Telling them to fuck off in a way. Which confuses and saddens people close to him. Such as Clay Burke and his wife. But especially Henry’s own sister, Jennifer.

Because of his wife’s demise and discovering the children’s corpses, Henry finally loses his faith in humanity. He becomes a gray figure who runs Fazbear Entertainment with an iron fist. Seeing nearly all of his employees as likely suspects of whoever killed his wife and the children. Not caring who really dies or not.

Taking William’s advice to heart to sweep problems under the rug. Yet somehow...there is still parts of Henry’s humanity within him. Such as being gentle with children. Including making sure the food is good and enjoyable. And maintaining some nice relationships with certain people.

But the man that opened Fredbear’s and Freddy’s was no more. All that was left was a man who didn’t care anymore, and filled with rage. Who lived in his house all alone. He was hated by all, but he didn’t care.

For William, he only rejoiced that his soul brother got all the attention. With no one caught for the missing children’s case, and people assuming it was Henry who likely killed the children.

Especially even if Fazbear’s did truly fall. He could always go back to just being his wife’s accountant as always. As she still made a lot of money. With many not knowing who he was. William can perfectly get away with his crimes. With the added bonus of making Henry feel pain that the person who took his wife and the children was still out there.

October 1986: Development of the Toy Animatronics begins. Which are based upon some toys Fazbear Entertainment had made. With William helping out in case. Luckily for Fazbear Entertainment. Other sister locations are opened.

June 1987: After having drunken sex with a random man, Jennifer Emily gives birth to Derek.

October 23rd 1987: The new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is introduced to the public. Featuring the Toy Animatronics. The restaurant is opened for a few short weeks.

The animatronics have facial recognition systems to locate any predators in the restaurant. They are an achievement in animatronic making.

Despite the risky possibility, William decides to murder children again.

During the same week William begins to murder again, Jeremy Fitzgerald is hired for the nightshift.

One of the victims is Cassidy Taylor, Jeremy’s girlfriend, who is watching the kids. She is caught by William and is saved to be killed for last when he kills the other children first. She is put in a old Fredbear springlock suit, which William sets to go, off killing her.

Compared to the last murders, William begins to get messy. He lures children with the Spring Bonnie costume again. He can't stuff the children again, so he takes their corpses and dumps them in a garbage dump, resulting in them getting found and the spirits passing on.

But Cassidy, was later found by police in the suit. Despite the others moving on, she didn’t. Because she’s furious with what William did. Now Cassidy shares Golden Freddy with Evan.

When Jeremy finds out what happens to Cassidy, he is traumatized and distraught by what happened to her.

Just in case, William messes with the system of the Toy Animatronics, to make sure they see adults as a criminal and not recognize him.

During Elizabeth’s fifth birthday party, Jeremy is bitten on the head by Mangle. Resulting in the, "Bite Of 87" and destroying the reputation of Freddy Fazbear's even more. But Jeremy survives. The only reason why Jeremy didn’t really defend himself is after Cassidy’s death, he just felt nothing anymore except guilt. With the idea that he feels suicidal and responsible for her and the children’s deaths. Which is why he still kept going to Freddy’s, because he didn’t care.

The Toy Animatronics are scrapped, with the older models kept to be refurbished. Due to almost being caught, William has to think of how he can kill children again. With his experience on working on animatronics with Henry, he begins planning to make his own.

During Jeremy’s recovery in the hospital while he’s in a coma. He goes through a nightmarish adventure in his own head. Haunted by his experience at Freddy’s, and blaming himself for Cassidy’s death. Remembering his time working at Freddy’s and other things. But with the help of Caroline, Cassidy is able to go into Jeremy’s mind and tells him it wasn’t his fault. Finally putting Jeremy’s guilt to rest and wake up from his coma.

Because of dying in the older Fredbear suit, she is now the second half of Golden Freddy with Evan. She is more angry than Evan considering the circumstances of her death. Which Caroline didn’t want to happen.

1988: Afton Robotics becomes a subdivision of Fazbear Entertainment. With Henry still being the main CEO.

1989: Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza is opened again in Hurricane. With Henry taking parts of the Toy Animatronics and combing them with the originals, completely redesigning them.

During these years, because of the, “Bite Of 87″. The animatronics can’t walk during the day time. So the nightshift is kept open. Sometimes other employees, Henry, or Phone Guy take the shift. Sometimes a guard will get killed, which will result in Henry hiding the corpse. Possibly buried behind his house. Most employees would quit.

November 1993: After years of development, William finally reveals the Funtime Animatronics to the public. With the intention to open a new sister location named, “Circus Baby’s Pizza World”.

Convincing Henry and the board that the claws and holes in the animatronics chests are to surprise the children with ice cream and other birthday goodies. William is able to put them out in public after they are deemed safe.

Before Circus Baby’s is opened, in Hurricane, Foxy is beaten by enraged customer with a crowbar. A person who just simply wanted to tarnish Fazbear’s considering how Henry ran things. He is arrested but soon let go. Because of the damage, Foxy at times is out of order, or he will work at times.

Because of this, William gets drunk to celebrate this news and sleeps with Joanna. Thinking he’s just joking at first, but she slowly realizes as what her drunk husband is saying is true. That he killed her best friend Caroline, the money he got was her ransom, not from a casino. Including that he was responsible for killing all of those children in those two cases.

Joanna decides to secretly pack up her belongings first while Elizabeth is out with friends. William notices this and she says she is gonna take Elizabeth on a business trip with her. But he realizes what she is doing after she reveals what she heard from him while he was drunk. This results in him keeping Joanna hostage in a secret compartment of theirs in the basement. With William telling a returning Elizabeth is that her mother is on a tour, while Joanna cries knowing her daughter is now in the care of a monster. Despite he warned her that if she doesn’t keep quiet, he’ll sadly make their daughter join her in the room too.

During this time, William tries to get Joanna to understand what he did, to possibly forgive him. But she is more horrified by his reasoning for what he did. Such as his intense hatred for Michael and Henry, wanting to leave Elizabeth’s innocence out of it, and thinking they would be okay with him killing children. Especially by the fact she and her daughter were his impulse control.

During the opening day of Circus Baby’s, Elizabeth is sadly killed by Circus Baby. Resulting in William closing the restaurant and saying it was due to the leaks. But also during this, Joanna escapes the room.

She tries to escape and find her daughter. But she goes into his workshop and discovers what the Funtime Animatronics are supposed to be since they were brought back to their house. Discovering things such as the Spring Bonnie costume, and soon what’s inside Circus Baby. William then discovers her, which results in her telling him he killed their daughter.

In a struggle, and William trying to push her off of him. Joanna is sadly impaled by Ballora who was being worked on. Now Joanna dies in William’s arms.

Because of this, William throws Joanna’s car away. Along with William soon starting Circus Baby’s Entertainment And Rental. Putting out a PSA that a rental service is much better. But also because of supposed gas leaks that William made up about.

The sudden disappearance of Joanna and Elizabeth spooks people. But even with no proof, people start thinking, mainly Henry start believing William may of been the one who killed the children.

At this point, William has truly lost EVERYTHING. While slowly disowning his eldest son back then. He soon starts blaming everything on Michael and Henry. Now with his daughter and wife gone. Who to him were his impulse control. With the memory of Evan slowly gone from his mind.

Unknown to everyone, Circus Baby and Ballora are possessed by Elizabeth and Joanna.

June 1996: Michael Afton takes on the name of Mike Schmidt to work at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza.

The 10th anniversary of the first murders at Freddy’s takes place. With Charlie and her friends returning to Hurricane to honor their memory.

For three years, William had thought to himself whether he should just finally kill himself. With now Fazbear Entertainment and even his own sub division losing more money as the years gone by.

William finally decides to snap. Resulting in him returning to Hurricane. With no Joanna and Elizabeth to hold him back. He returns to inflict more pain on the people or Hurricane, mainly Charlie.

During the week, Charlie meets Michael for the first time in years. But as the missing children’s parents start being murdered. She starts to think Michael may be the one killing them. Remembering parts of her past with him that he had issues. But to her surprise, William kidnaps her and plans to make everyone feel fear of her going missing. Including to kill many others such as her friends and father before killing her.

As the police and her friends try to search for Charlie. Mike is working at Freddy’s and learns what’s going on and wants to help if he can. But during all of this, Jessica and Marla are kidnapped by William as well, but not killing them.

The original missing children’s parents are killed, officer Dunn, other police officers, while Clay is very injured and his wife is taken hostage at one point. Along with John soon finding Charlie, but is beaten to death by William with a crowbar in front of her.

But during the situation where Clay is injured and officers are killed. Henry had join Clay to find Charlie. This results in Henry and William having a fight to the death. Which results in William nearly killing Henry. But Will decides to let him live because he thinks killing Charlie before killing him first will make him suffer more. Which saddens Henry as he hears Charlie’s muffled cries for help.

In an event, Mike soon finds Charlie and the others. All while taking place at Freddy’s. Which results in Mike, Charlie, and others trying to survive the animatronics and William. Who is also destroying the animatronics one by one.

But to everyone’s surprise, the spirits of the children and Caroline rise, which horrifies William. Thinking the old Spring Bonnie springlock suit will protect him. He holds Charlie hostage again to keep them away. But to his surprise, Charlie activates the suit, killing William inside. After this, everyone decides to just simply leave.

Despite their killer finally being killed, Caroline and the children don’t move on sadly. As the years had gone by, mainly seeing William dying opened her eyes. She starts to see the errors of what she had done. Terrified of the possibility because of guards they have killed. That her children may never move on and may burn in Hell instead.

During the middle of the night, Henry has recovered the night before and discovers William's corpse. But instead of reporting it to the police. He decides to board up the safe room to make William suffer and to never be found. Saying, "Good Riddance" to his former partner and the man he considered his brother.

Despite officers going to investigate. They can’t find the safe room. With Henry denying having to do anything with what happened. Due to the safe room being hidden well and the restaurant being closed for some time. William’s body is never recovered.

November 1997: The 10th anniversary for the 2nd missing children’s case happens. With Michael, Charlie, and others attending their memorial. But as that happens, Michael soon starts hearing his mother's voice in his head. Telling him to go Circus Baby's Entertainment And Rental to help them.

Michael still taking on the name Mike Schmidt, goes to work for Circus Baby's. Hoping to understand why the voice wanted him to go there. But now things have gotten complicated. With Circus Baby speaking to him and seems to recognize him.

During Michael's work week. Joanna wants Michael to free her and his sister. But Elizabeth desperately wants to be free. She comes up with a more disastrous plan. To use Michael's corpse as a disguise to get them out. But Joanna refuses to join in.

It’s a spiritual fight between a mother and a daughter. But to Joanna’s dismay, Elizabeth gets the better of her, due to being so scared and just wanting to be free from their torment.

During all of this, Charlie wants to investigate what happened in 1987. She goes to find Jeremy Fitzgerald and interviews him of what he knows. Revealing what sort of memories he had, despite being disabled. Soon she learns the Toy Animatronics soon went into the development of the Funtime Animatronics. Which leads her into what’s going on with Michael.

With Elizabeth holding more power over her mother, she uses all of the Funtime Animatronics to merge into Ennard. Yet even during this, Elizabeth and Joanna struggle to fight over who’s in control.

On his fifth night, Ennard tries attacking Michael. During his fight for survival, Michael is sadly killed. But because of this, Elizabeth feels guilt over killing her own older brother, realizing what she had done. But to Ennard’s surprise, the Puppet arrives to the facility. It is revealed Caroline had discovered where Joanna and Elizabeth were at. Lending a hand to help them be freed. By giving Joanna telepathy to speak to her oldest son.

Being so tired of death, she uses her, ‘Bruja’ magic to be able to heal Michael and bring him back to life.

Ennard leaves Michael with Charlie, who takes care of him. Now Ennard is free, living out in the Hurricane wilderness. But afterwards, Henry soon learns what the Funtime Animatronics were for. He feels incredibly guilty to learn this is what William made. Despite the difficulty, he tries his best to rearrange their systems so they don’t kill anyone.

Afterwards, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza in Hurricane finally closes down. Even though Fazbear Entertainment is still going with other restaurants in America. Including Circus Baby’s Entertainment And Rental.

2003: Henry finally kills himself by using the Fredbear animatronic that crushed Evan’s head to crush his own. He is found the next morning, and everyone finds out. Fazbear Entertainment has lost their main CEO, yet they still go on.

But due to his anger at William, and enraged of innocents being hurt by sinners. Henry possesses the Fredbear animatronic to roam around Hurricane and anywhere else. To punish the guilty. Whether they are serial killers, rapists, traffickers, or anyone else. He sadly becomes judge, jury, and executioner.

As the years go on, he is known as the, “Bearman” by the locals. A cryptid in the likes of Bigfoot, the Dover Demon, Lizard Man, and any other creatures that are mainly known as myth and legends. Despite the obvious killings of the guilty.

He never resorts to hurting the innocent. Yet because of the unsolvable killings, this makes people terrified of what this creature is. With some who may of seen him just petrified by the sight of him. The other reasons why Henry is also doing this because he feels he is just as much as a monster as William was. That this is his time to repent. But also the hopeful possibility, that just maybe, just maybe. If he kills enough or keeps going. Caroline may come back.

Henry has become what the children had become. But sadly more worse. And he knows what he is doing.

After his corpse is found by Clay and other police officers, he goes into Henry’s house and finds his journal. Revealing where the original missing children are at. Their bodies are buried with their parents.

During these years after 1996. Despite having support from Jessica(Who’s relationship becomes stronger when doing their own personal therapy), Carlton, and others. Because of the events with William in 1996, and her father finally being dead. Charlie is sadly scarred by the events. Which led to mental problems, trauma, and seclusion. Even having breakdowns that would make people she dated retreat from her.

Even after in 1997 with her mother telling her she’s proud to have her as a daughter. And that her death wasn’t her fault.

2014: Derek Emily now with a surname Anderson, takes control of Fazbear Entertainment as the only willing relative to Henry to take over. He makes a false promise to bring joy back into Freddy Fazbear’s again.

October 2019: Fazbear's Fright is soon to be opened. Katherine Grady takes on the job to watch the place before it opens. Who was encouraged by one of her best friends, Millie Fitzsimmons to take the job. The first night is a breeze. Until Alan The Phone Dude and crew find an actual animatronic. Which is actually Springtrap.

Fazbear’s Fright is now an anchor for the dead. With William being found, and the spirits of Caroline and the children being there. Caroline thinks this is the chance to fully destroy William and possibly free her children and herself.

But what makes it an anchor of the dead. This is the location Mike worked at in 1996. But also the location of where the original murders had happened. Now it had been redesigned and messed with.

Unknown to Katherine and others. Fazbear’s Fright is part of this initiative by Fazbear Entertainment led by Derek to make a mockery of the rumors of Freddy’s. Including to make good PR for upcoming projects. Such as the development of a new mall.

Katherine wants to find out more about Fazbear's. With the help of Betty Burke and her son. She soon finds Michael Afton AKA Mike Schmidt. Who physically still looks like he's in his 20's and near being 30. With an ID saying he was born in 1993.

This also results in them finding Charlie. Who is highly against Fazbear's Fright. Who is still suffering from trauma endured in 1996. Amusingly, her first interaction with Charlie is Kathy first breaking into her house. With Charlie taking her captive because she thinks she’s a burglar.

With Caroline/The Puppet informing the three of them to burn down the attraction. During one night, the three try to burn it down. But Springtrap is aware of what is going on. He is enraged to see his eldest son who is still alive. Along with Charlie as well.

After a fight to the death between Springtrap and Michael. Along with Charlie and Katherine aiding Michael. The attraction is burned down.

Michael, Katherine, and Charlie escape with their lives. With the building destroyed and most of their animatronic bodies finally being burned, the children can finally go to Heaven. Which surprises but fills Caroline with joy. But to her surprise, she senses William is somehow not destroyed. Despite to her children’s dismay of her not joining them, she promises them she’ll join them soon. But that she needs to take care of something before she fully moves on.

But while all of this was happening. Derek has been setting up a special project. Considering several Freddy’s around the country aren’t doing well. He has been preparing the Fazbear Funtime Service. A project in which animatronics are delivered to people’s actual houses.

On November 25th 2019, the Fazbear Funtime Service is launched. Amazingly and due to the surprise of COVID-19 spreading into America. The service becomes more successful than it was meant to be.

The construction of the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizza Plex starts.

2020: The Fazbear Funtime Service goes on. But for some reason, a virus gets into the systems, and causes the animatronics to go berserk. During this, Vanessa now taking on the name Vanny starts enacting acts of violence and anarchy among Hurricane. With Carlton trying to investigate.

Ever since Fazbear’s Fright, Vanny has known Springtrap and overtime. She has been helping him. Including having the help of another employee named Matt.

To Derek’s surprise, Tanya discovers the reason behind Fazbear’s Frights and tries to tell Charlie and whoever else about what misdeeds Derek has been doing.

During those three years. Katherine and Michael slowly begin a relationship. That went from friendship to something more intimate. But unknown to Katherine, Michael keeps up the act that was a late son William had. Yet Charlie and others soon start to notice. Despite they have nothing against Michael. They insist he needs to tell the truth of who he is and how old he actually.

Including Charlie and Jessica fully embrace an intimate relationship as well.

Throughout 2020, Caroline tries to right her own wrongs by becoming mainly a Pacifist. A being that keeps to herself, hiding among people, trying to help innocents if she can. But never killing anyone again. Along with searching for William if she can ever find him. Luckily for her, she puts on a hooded cloak to hide most of herself.

Springtrap now in hiding, tries to live out whatever this life that is his now. Killing whoever that is in his way. Trying to look like a homeless man with an old hooded jacket, and a disposable face mask. Killing whoever is in his way, or whoever angers him.

Ever since 1997, Ennard now simply grown apart as Scrap Ballora and Scrap Baby, wander the wilderness as well. Sadly not having any purpose. But with Joanna possibly trying to follow in her best friends footsteps of protecting the innocent. But also simply not wanting to be separated from her daughter.

2021: Endgame.

After the events that happened at the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizza Plex. Along with finally learning more about the stories of ‘Bearman’ killing the guilty that are kidnapping or harming the innocent. But also reading that there are similarities with a certain bear she knew from Fredbear’s Family Diner.

There are also sightings of a Puppet in a hooded cloak, two old worn down Funtime Animatronics, and finally, what appears to be a tall man in a worn out hoodie. Yet for some reason looks like an undead animatronic rabbit.

But also for some time, her parents graves looks like it has been visited by something at certain nights. Leaving large bear like footprints, and little claw marks on her mothers gravestone. As if the visitor was possibly hugging it.

It also helps there have been at times, a certain ‘Bearman’ has watched her from time to time. Including her finding out the same Fredbear animatronic that had crushed Evan’s head had disappeared two decades ago. Which shocks her as she realizes the horrifying possibility of what happened after reading the last few pages of her father’s journal of how he wanted to punish people like William if he can after his suicide.

Charlie takes over Fazbear Entertainment after Derek is caught for his misdeeds. She goes back to Fredbear’s Family Diner and has help to plan something.

Tired from the pain and suffering. But also horrified by the idea William is still out there. Along with even Joanna, Elizabeth, her mother, and even her father. All of the children have moved on...but not them.

During this as well, she soon learns her mother’s secret heritage which explains the hauntings even more now. That she was mainly a good witch.

She wants it to end. All in one place. With the building being reconstructed, her taking a Rockstar Freddy and remaking it. Along with researching her mothers heritage and possibly using it for this situation.

Operation: Rapture is at hand.

#Stories From Fazbear's

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