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didsomeonesayventus · 4 months

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Ruminating about Engage and Sovereign Blood below

I wonder if the direct JPN translation is more clear about what entails sovereign blood but going off of the localized text + circumstances I can understand, I can think of a few qualifying definitions:

Only the current ruler qualifies. Strictly the blood of the current presiding leader and does not include close relatives and/or spouse. Forget anyone else. The magic somehow knows who's in charge. (i.e. Morion was kidnapped because only Morion would have worked)

The strictest definition of the words Sovereign Blood. I find it perhaps overly picky tbh, which is probably partly the point (a rare resource compared to the options below) but it is the bare minimum confirmed by the text. Blood. Ruler. Bingo.

Leader + close relatives and/or spouse qualify. If you have a blood relation or married reasonably close into the ruling family. Anyone else is ineffective. The magic is purely based on bloodline/relation. (i.e. Any member of Brodia's royal family would have worked, Morion was kidnapped because he was the easiest target)

Falls more in line with blood pacts and such as previously established in FE on a series whole, like Judgral's crusader bloodlines, the Mark of the Exalt in Awakening, the royal families of Fates. Sovereign blood is important because there was a prior relation to an important historical figure or dragon that can be reasonably tied to lineage that distinguishes individuals from the rest of the people.

Any blood will work, actually, but it's on a scale: the most potent + effective is the blood of the current ruler. The magic is in offering the blood and whose blood is used determines potency. (i.e. They could have kidnapped and rounded up villagers to offer to Sombron but kidnapping Morion was easier + a more effective use of resources because he could be easily trapped and be just as effective as sacrificing a village or two, which would require more time + effort to target and round up said villagers on top of the time it would take for Sombron to gobble them up)

A much more broad take and going off of a general concept that offering blood alone is the source of the magic and that Sovereign just happens to be The Good Shit (a matter of quality, like a crystal versus a diamond), perhaps because of the points above. Maybe too broad, but feasible.

Personally I enjoy at minimum definition 2, as it means we can drag our royal besties into being potential targets for further dramatic plot purposes in fic (this is foreshadowing btw)

but I also enjoy the idea of definition 3 if only because it means I can think about the possibility of past Alear reaching such a point of starvation and malnourishment they resort to slurping the blood of fallen opponents to keep themselves going because Despite The Horrors I Gotta Live. Could also potentially explain how they became so strong by simply micro dosing on lesser blood to the point it built up a lasting power boost over time?

so, in essence. my conclusion is alear can pop open a vein in their besties if they are truly that desperate for nourishment/healing and they probably would hate it.

UPDATE FROM THE FUTURE OF JAN 5TH 2024:

Apparently definition #3 is correct because I was rewatching cutscenes and forgot that Roy post chapter 19 literally states in the text that Sombron has resorted to kidnapping Elusians to chomp on for blood sustenance and turning them into Coerupted as he does so YAHOO

#katie rambles #fe17 #spoilers #fe17 spoilers #doing a think for fanfic plotting purposes mostly #because having a more solid definition helps give a more solid idea of how to expand or reuse plot point #neglect mention #because. man. worst parent of the year award is going to engage #worst fictional parent ever fuck 'em #i did some ruminating on this on twitter a bit ago but having tumblr's longform is helpful for elaborating my thought process + hcs

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hannieehaee · 5 months

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18+ / mdi

content: thor au, mingyu has superhuman strength (he's literally a god so), mingyu's kinda a dick, re-imagined plot of the first thor movie for fanfic purposes, mentions of movie characters, afab reader, smut, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 2203

a/n: thor was my favorite marvel movie growing up so i loved doing this!!! tysm to the person who requested this and im soooo sorry it took me so long T-T also i havent watched the movies in forever so im so sorry for inaccuracies </3

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mingyu wasnt too sure where he was.

just moments ago he had been fighting with his younger brother, loki, scolding him over yet another mischievous act, but now he was in the middle of nowhere. well, at least that was going off of his surroundings. in the distance, he could see various signs detailing the foreign words 'new mexico'.

he had just been wandering aimlessly around the desert, not paying too much attention to his surroundings as he tried to make sense of where he was. that was until his entire body was pushed forward by a massive object, making him lose most of his ability to process what just had happened. he was only slightly lucid as he laid limp on the ground, barely processing the girl looking down on him, completely freaked out at having just ran over a man in the middle of nowhere. without putting much of a fight, he allowed you and your friend to struggle your way as you dragged him into the back of your van, probably not wanting to leave any evidence that you'd almost committed homicide.

unfortunately for you both, he passed out quickly after that, not allowing you to confirm any information about him, nor giving you a chance to stumble your way through an apology for almost killing him.

seeing as you almost cost him his life, you decided to bring him to your laboratory, where you would let him rest until he was conscious enough for you to find a way to make it up to him. your friend darcy left you on your own, claiming it wasn't much of her problem since you had been the one driving when you crashed into him.

as you waited for him to wake up, you wondered how and why he had survived your van crashing into him. i mean, he didn't sustain any injuries, simply passing out from the impact. he had even left damage on the van itself upon the crash. looking at him, you realized he was very fit, with muscles bulging from the strange armor he had on. you hadn't questioned any of this until now, being mostly freaked out by almost killing him, but it was all now making you wonder the logistics of the situation.

you didn't have too much time to think, as he began to stir, groaning a bit before actually waking up. he jumped in place upon realizing he was in unfamiliar surroundings, staring at you with wide eyes as he backed away a bit.

"hey-"

"you! who are you? where am i?"

"listen, you might be a bit disoriented after the accident, you're in-"

"new mexico? right? i saw a sign earlier today."

"yeah, it's-"

"okay, but where is new mexico? i need to get back to asgard. how can i manage that?"

"asgard? listen, you must be going through a psychic episode, just let me-"

"stay away! i demand you tell me where i am!"

jesus christ, this man was stubborn. not once sentence could leave your lips before he was making demands. he didn't even give you a chance to apologize either. you weren't sure what he meant by his blabbering, which was still going on by now. asgard? was he hallucinating about norse mythology? had you rendered this man insane?

"we're in new mexico! right by texas? are you okay? you seem kind of disoriented. i'm so sorry about what happened, i-"

"my armor! you damaged it with your machine!", he finally looked down at the scratches and missing bits of his armor, eyes widening once more.

he got up from his spot, marching around your laboratory and grabbing at things with curiosity. he eventually came across your globe, reading out the label before gasping loudly.

"earth?! loki told me of this place. that means you're a human," he was mostly speaking to himself before turning to finally direct himself at you, "human. i am mingyu, the god of thunder. you must help me get back to asgard. can you do that?"

you were speechless throughout his entire ransacking of your lab, but even more so now. was this an insane man you were with in the middle of the desert? you had brought him to your secluded lab out of remorse for what you'd done, but now you were alone in the middle of the night with a maniac. a very strong one at that.

"don't look at me like that," he interrupted your thoughts, "i know im not the god your people typically serve, but i still demand your help. you did hit me, after all."

that broke you out of your spell, your niceness peaking out again, "i'm sorry! i-"

"great! so now you're indebted to me," he clapped his hands together, "how shall we begin?"

okay, there was no way you were helping this maniac with his senseless plan, but you needed to think of a sensible way to tell him to fuck off.

"you're mingyu? the god of thunder? why are you reciting norse mythology to me? i cant get you back to asgard. it doesnt exist," okay, not subtle, but it was a start.

"listen, human. your kind would not understand the depth behind my people. you don't believe me? i'll show you."

and with that, he raised his arm, erected and facing to his side as he stared at you directly into your eyes. he stayed like this for a minute before you chose to question him, only to be shushed by him once more, "just give it a minute, human."

it was about three minutes when suddenly a hammer came crashing through the wall, destroying everything in its way in order to arrive to mingyu's hand.

next thing you knew, you were hiding under your table, utterly terrified at whatever the fuck was happening. was he really the mingyu? but those were all a child's tale, were they not? did you truly have a god standing before you, trying to convince you to come out from hiding?

"human, i- im sorry. i shouldve warned you. come out, please? i'll even forgive you for crashing into me. i just need some help," he sounded so defeated, you couldn't help but feel sorry for him, deciding to come out from hiding as long as he put his hammer down, something to which he agreed to with no hesitation.

"o-okay, mingyu. are you- you're real? shit, okay, never mind. you clearly are. but how can i help you? i'm not a god, h-how am i supposed to help you go back home?"

"there's always a way, human. we just need to find an opening. you see ..." he proceeded to explain his entire plan to you, sounding way more intelligent than he had shown himself to be throughout every interaction you'd had with him so far. he was also standing. very. close. it was hard to pay attention when the damage of his suit allowed you such a perfect view at his gigantic muscles. but you needed to focus! you owed it to him to at least try to help him.

the plan had been settled soon after that, agreeing that tomorrow you'd use your 'machine' (re: car) to drive him to a specific spot in which he'd be able to gather enough energy to summon lightning from the sky, which would render him powerful enough to communicate with gandall, who would take him back to asgard. it was too much for the regular person to process, but luckily for him, the person who almost ran him over was a scientist who was very well read on norse mythology.

after that, you had told him he could hit a shower, located in the habitable part of the lab in which you'd stay at sometimes. you let him know you two should also catch some sleep before tomorrow. you offered up your bed, claiming you'd take the couch since you'd caused him all this trouble anyway. he agreed with no argument, making you frown a little at his lack of gallantry.

he came out of the shower soon after, all while you sat on the couch occupied by a book. you heard his arrival, but didn't pay him much mind until doing a double take on him, realizing he was stark naked, with every glorious inch of skin in full display.

"jesus christ! what the hell are you doing?!", you covered your face with your book, extremely flustered at the sight. how was he so bi-

"what? is there no nudity on earth?", he sat on the couch, way too close to you.

"yes! but not like this! you're supposed to warn me beforehand. i-"

"why won't you look at me, human? uncover your face at once."

you weren't sure why, but you followed his direction, removing the book from your face but keeping your eyes closed.

"eyes open too."

you opened them, looking up as to avoid staring at his nether area. although you weren't looking at him, you could tell he had moved to sit even closer, making you anxious about what he'd do next.

"look at me."

you looked down to find him staring directly at you, face at only a few inches from yours. you couldn't help it when your eyes lowered to his lips, noticing him mirror your actions.

"this?" he whispered, "this is what you want?"

it was an ominous and unclear statement, but you still found yourself nodding, too full of a sudden surge of lust to think properly.

he attacked you with his lips, using full force immediately upon kissing you. he was very intense with his movements, almost immediately pinning you down on the couch, an easy feat for a god with his superhuman strength.

you couldn't help how wet you grew almost immediately, having taken a peak at his massive length when he had first approached you on the couch. was he going to put that in you? you were kinda terrified, but also giddy to feel the insane stretch he was about to give you.

you kept keening against him, softly moaning into his lips as he ground his hips against your own, making him groan in return.

"gods, human. you're so fragile ... so delicate. i'm gonna- gonna break you," it sounded like dirty talk, but there was some genuine concert laced in his tone.

"do it! please ... please fuck me," all dignity had left you the moment you saw him in all his naked glory, so any begging was fair game to you by now.

he chuckled, "yeah? pretty princess wants me to fuck her? think you can take it?", he was quite literally dangling his dick in front of your eyes, hands ripping your shorts out of the way as you gasped at the act.

"sorry, princess," he coo'd condescendingly, "they were getting in my way."

he didnt bother to check whether you were wet enough or not before plunging into you, but you had fortunately been dripping for him by then. still, his massive size had you writhing under him, screaming his name to anyone who could hear you from your secluded location.

"oh? now you pray my name? fuck, beautiful human. didn't know humans could be so pretty ..." he was growing delirious at the tightness of your cunt, combined with your much smaller frame. all women in asgard were as big and built as him. this was his first time experiencing anything like this, and it had him rethinking his return to asgard.

'g-gyu ... shit. i'm gonna cum, please!'

he folded you like a pretzel, not caring to conceal his inhuman strength as he pounded madly into you, feeding off your gasps and squeals. you were making him see valhalla.

"pretty princess ... cum for me. let me have yours and i'll give you mine- shit! gonna breed you. gonna come back here and take care of you every time im lonely. g-gonna keep you all to myself. my pretty secret on earth."

the idea of mingyu popping by to fuck you whenever the literal heaven that was asgard became too boring for him had you keening, now grateful you had ran him over as your orgasm attacked you unexpectedly.

you had never felt such a high, almost feeling like you had astral-projected into heaven. mingyu seemed to be in a similar situation, groaning against your mouth as he filled you up with his endless seed. seemed like he was well-endowed in all areas, being a god and all.

"fuck ... thank you for that, human," he thanked you as he got up, at least having the courtesy of helping you clean up, "now i feel kinda bad about leaving."

"then dont," you werent sure why you said that. maybe the high of your orgasm.

"yeah?", he smirked, nearing you once again, "convince me," you noticed his hardness was already back, at a literally inhuman speed.

you weren't sure how you were meant to take him again with no rest in between, but you were willing to take the challenge. you'd worry about how to get the god back to his home tomorrow. for now, you were going to enjoy him while you had him.

a/n: before anyone comes for me, I KNOW this isnt very inaccurate for thor (ive watched the movies too many times) but i wanted to write a short smutty blurb and not go off with too many words so this is what we ended up with

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen #svt #svt x reader #seventeen imagine #seventeen oneshot #seventeen smut #svt smut #mingyu scenario #mingyu imagines #mingyu fanfic #mingyu smut #mingyu oneshot #mingyu x reader

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astralnymphh · 2 months

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I just got on and saw what’s been happening and bro…I’m glad people are talking about it. Mostly about the smut, inclusivity, Palestine, and the fetishization of trans people.

Reading smut is so underwhelming like it seems like that’s all what people write these days. Like I need ANGST! I need to CRY! I need SLOW BURN AND PLOT….

And to be honest, I personally feel like some writers purposely list the reader’s physical descriptions as being white… like damn you know multiple people are going to come across your shit. I would get annoyed asf when I see something like “she touched your soft pale flushed skin” BITCH- 💀 don’t piss me off 😒🦶🏽

I won’t speak too in depth about the fetishization of trans people in fanfics because I’m not trans and I don’t want to say anything inaccurate BUT I will say it’s so disturbing and off putting seeing shit like that and seeing how people are sexualizing trans people more than treating them like regular humans…I also came across that ‘femcel’ series and🧍🏽‍♀️erm… no.

I appreciate the account who made the post discussing how the word trans and the f word are completely different. I didn’t even know that word was derogatory and it shocked me... I hope that account takes it down and they educate themselves or something cause 🙁👎🏽

yes pook YES smut can be underwhelming and so overdone. we definitely need more angst/fluff.. or just PLOT in general. no, i'm not saying don't write it at all (incase anons twist my words, cause.. they're good at that.) i'm just saying that it would be nice to see some fully fleshed out pieces with emotion and storytelling. i have something in the works though, that encompasses all genres (fluff/smut/angst) so, there's that!

people will so clearly write the whole petite pale white girl bs like "ur delicate small hand" or the fuckass "doey eyed and blushing cherub red" like NEVER portray reader so specifically unless you're going to specify it in the cw!!!! do whatever for ellie's white ass but for the love of gods and goddess BE AWARE OF READER AS A SPOT TO FILL, NOT AN OC!!!! idk how else to describe what i just said. but. it is said. so it. yeah. that whole delicate small petite thing kinda trickles into writing childlike readers too but. thats a whole nother discussion. no clue if i ever used that phrasing in the past tho i have no bold memories of my writings in detail.

i think people will listen to anybody but trans people who are actively calling it fetishization, like. all the mfs arguing with them say "trans and f💀ta aren't the same!" yeah. they aren't. cause one is like, a genuine, flesh and bone person.. with a whole story.. and feelings.. and experiences.. and one is.. fetishization. how many times do trans people have to repeat that? bet most of the people trying to argue against it aren't even trans.

the whole thing about authors "flooding" the tlou tag with palestine posts is also dumb as fuck. is scrolling a bit too taxing on your poor smut-guzzling thumbs?? ur scrolling over big booty fics, i think you can scroll a little further past those posts if you're really that much of a basement dwelling fuck that's sitting comfortably in their homes while a genocide is happening. out here sobbing cause people are spreading awareness. eat my bum bum booty. ++ also add-on cause we're holding writers accountable for ignoring a strike (different than not knowing at first) but there's also the artists!! they're there too.

anons r gonna come into my inbox abt all this but i'm not even gonna answer like, don't waste your time. im not reading all that. especially coming from an ANON 💀

me when

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rosalinabloom · 2 months

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Here me out... Enemies to lovers AU??? Absolutely filled to the brim with sexual tension??? Sign me the fuck up.

Please don't repost!

(ignoring that one of them is actively participating in a Genocide... I'll figure out how to write that??? Or just conveniently ignore it. Vaggie had her limits... Perhaps learning to overcome propaganda? Or just ignore it altogether for fanfic purposes...)

I think it would be mostly the same plot, but Charlie meets Vaggie after the hotel is formed. My issue is that the hotel would def. Not have happened without Vaggies support. I also want to call her something other than Vaggie because it's literally cannon it's short for Vagina...(and it's from fucking Adam).

I also want to do something with a Alastor. Not quite shipping wise, but him being his usual manipulative self and Vaggie wanting to step in, but she can't because Exterminator. Maybe that helps snap her out of it??? The final straw has to be the child tho.

The people of Hell are far too skinny for my art style.

#artists on tumblr #artwork #fanart #traditional drawing #vaggatha #vaggie #hazbin charlie #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #hazbin exterminators #exterminator!vaggie #chaggie #(please tell me theres a better ship name)#enemies to lovers

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aziraphales-library · 10 months

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Hi! I was looking for a fic that was like the "Leave the Light On" fanfic maybe?

I got so invested in the plot and the slowburn but I didn't check It wasn't finished and now I can't find something like It.

I love the idea that they already know each other in real life but don't know that they're almost dating in the phone/internet world, so something like It could work too.

Thank you so much for your hard work with this page, I love It 💜

Hello! There are quite a few fics like this, mostly AUs of She Loves Me and You've Got Mail. Here are the ones I found...

Will Wonders Ever Cease by sielu (G)

Aziraphale Fell, a parfumarie clerk, is in love.

She knows what her beloved likes, the way her beloved thinks and is absolutely sure they are perfect for each other, she hasn't just met them yet. They've been penpals, writing each others constantly, for over 8 months and tonight they will finally meet.

She just hopes whoever her Dear Friend is, they have a better attitude than the parfumarie's supervisor, Miss A. J. Crowley.

(She Loves Me AU. I just coulndn't not write it).

A superstore and the end of civilization as you know it by IntoTheMiddleDistance (T)

The Arrangement never happened, Aziraphale and Crowley went their separate ways. Aziraphale owns his bookshop in London and it doesn’t really matter that he never has any customers – until the big chain shop Eden Books moves in down the street, bringing Aziraphale’s old foe Crowley with it as manager. Crowley and Aziraphale clash face-to-face, but neither of them realizes they’ve been pen pals for the last 30 years – until Crowley puts it together and is faced with an important decision.

Also Gabriel is there occasionally to bother Aziraphale, and Beelzebub sometimes checks in on Crowley.

The You’ve Got Mail AU no one asked for.

i was so tempted (i wouldn't dare) by rubyknowbys (T)

It’s a message delivered to the wrong number that brought Antonia J. Crowley and Aziraphale Fell together and, even in anonymity, a friendship inevitably made something deeper flourish amongst shared texts. Antonia started working at Medium’s Bookshop, they finally scheduled a date, and Aziraphale was thrilled to know that she’s going to meet the owner of the irresistible words, which made her fall in love so quickly. But the bookshop supervisor didn’t imagine that their new employee, who she detested even more each day, is the same woman who has been sending her those anonymous darling messages all along.

And when she found out, the information created a new dilemma inside her mind, while her most powerful impulse became to try to win Antonia’s heart smoothly: should Aziraphale tell her?

Dim the Lights and Sing You Songs by Polaris (E)

A few months prior to leaving the Dowling household, Crowley had downloaded Grindr for the sole purpose of catfishing randy morons. He was not expecting a paragraph that began with: ‘hello. I hope you don’t think this is too forward, but I couldn’t help but notice you have the most lovely nipples.’

Crowley keeps trying to meet his Grindr fuckbuddy. Aziraphale keeps showing up at all his meeting spots. This is terrible.

He Loves Me by EveningStarcatcher (T)

Anton Crowley and Azarel Fell don't get along at work, but little do they know they've been falling in love through anonymous Lonely Hearts letters...

Loosely based on the musical She Loves Me

Phoning It In by wife27 (E)

Aziraphale enjoyed her day job immensely. Tadfield University was a small, but respectable school. Imparting a love of literature on her undergraduates was extremely rewarding, as was her restoration work that the university sponsored. That being said, she found her night job much more interesting.

Aziraphale is an English professor by day and a sex line operator by night. While at the university, she has to contend with the insufferable Professor Crowley. At night, she enjoys the company of her clients, like the kind and exceeding romantic Toni. Maybe someday she’ll be able to meet her mystery woman in person.

The Grindr Logo Doesn't Even Have a 'G' In It by indieninja92 (E)

After the Apocalypse, Aziraphale ventures into a new space in the gay milieu - Grindr. There he starts talking to a charming young man who certainly doesn't bear any resemblance at all to a certain long streak of demon, not one bit, no thank you.

Meanwhile, Aziraphale and Crowley navigate their friendship after the world failed to end. There is much drinking and silliness, but could it be that there are other feelings lurking underneath?? Of course there are, this is fanfic.

And the likely abandoned WIP you mentioned...

Leave the Light On by killerqueer & VentureTrain (E) (WIP)

The You've Got Mail But With Phone Sex AU that nobody asked for.

Azra's life is turned upside down when his partner of two years breaks up with him, seemingly out of nowhere, and kicks him out of their shared flat. Well, Gabriel's flat. Left to start over on his own, he ends up living above the bookshop and below his incredibly rude landlord, who seems to insist on having incredibly loud intercourse at all times of day.

Meanwhile, in a moment of loneliness, he finds himself doing something he has never considered, and calls a phone sex line. Oh, and he might just be falling in love with the operator.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable wives #adult omens #she loves me au #you've got mail au #mistaken identity #pen pals #mod d

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astrophileous · 5 months

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Hii 😊 if your up for it could u write an imagine where reader grew up in a musically inclined family and has been hiding it from the bau team but mostly Spencer so he’s never met readers family so when the holidays roll around and readers family comes to visit Spence tells the team he want to meet their family and the team get curious to so they all follow him and show up to readers house to hear their family (reader included) play instruments and singing

(Thank for the consideration 🖤🫡)

Hi anon! First of all, thank you for considering me for this request in the first place, but I regret to inform you that I must reject this request and that I won't be writing anything for it. I will try to explain myself as concisely as possible, but it's still gonna be a long passage so I hope you bear with me. And I encourage my other readers/followers/just fanfic readers in general to read this as well because it's important.

The reason I decided not to write anything for this request is because I just recently stumbled upon a requested fic, written by another author, with an eerily similar plot to this one. There's a chance I'm making a wrong assumption here, but I did ask a friend of mine to compare the two requests, and she also agrees that they are too similar to just be a coincidence. And honestly, I don't appreciate people sending in their requests to me if they're just gonna copy it (with a few tweaks here and there) and send the same ask to another writer's inbox. It's rude. It's disrespectful. And from this point forward, I will be denying ANY request that comes my way if I saw you had already sent the same (or a very similar one) to another author beforehand.

Maybe some of you think this isn't a big deal, but for me, it is. When you send in the same requests to me and multiple other authors, it makes me feel depreciated as a human being. It makes me feel like you view me only as a robot/machine/an AI with no other purpose than to write you fics after fics after fics. I get it, it's harder to perceive someone as another human being when we're all hiding behind our online personas, but just like you and everyone else, all fanfic writers on this platform and I have our own lives. I'm not a fic-producing machine that you can just exchange for another one when you feel like I'm not posting or writing fast enough to your liking.

I know it can be frustrating. I know that some of you might not be as patient to wait longer for authors to publish your requests, but guess what? It's still not an excuse for you to treat us as less than human beings or like we're disposable! Especially when most fanfic writers are doing this FOR FREE. So it shouldn't matter if it takes fanfic writers a week, a month, or a whole year to write something, we still don't owe you anything because it's not like you're paying for us anyway.

I'm a full-time college student in the middle of writing my thesis. I'm running on barely any sleep as it is and as much as I don't want it, writing requests do have to be put on the back burner once in awhile. This is just something you have to accept as fanfic readers. If you can't handle it, then you can literally just take your request to ChatGPT or something and request it to write it for you. I'm not a fan of AI myself, but this is a much better option than just reducing fanfic writers to a fic-producing machine.

So yeah, with that said, I deeply regret that I must deny this request. I'm sorry if I made you wait too long for it, but again, it's still not enough imo to justify what you did. Even if I weren't as busy as I was, requests are still gonna take some time to write—do you know why? Because I always take time to make sure that the contents I post are up to a certain standard. Sometimes I'd even write multiple versions for a request and post one that I deem the best among the others. That's how much I care about the fics I'm putting out even when I'm doing this for free. Fanfic readers tend to forget that the 2000-word stories you managed to finish in a couple of minutes were born out of labors of love that could take DAYS for the writers to complete. And we do it all sometimes without being fairly compensated as well (have you seen the contrast between comments/reblogs and likes for fics in this platform???? It's APPALLING). So really, asking you to please please please not send the same request to different authors should be considered the bare minimum.

In conclusion, I really hope that you can put a stop to this habit for the sake of everyone involved. I'm not saying you shouldn't be sending requests to different authors at the same time, but just make sure that you give us different plots so each writer is given the chance to show off their creativity in their own unique ways. I apologize again if I seemed too hostile in this post, it wasn't my intention at all. Please don't be discouraged from sending another request in the future because of this. I just hope there was something to be learned from what I wrote here. I hope you have a good day! ❤️

#asktrophileous #zaranting #criminal minds #spencer reid #derek morgan #aaron hotchner #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #penelope garcia #luke alvez #matt simmons #spencer reid x reader #derek morgan x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #fanfic writing #fanfic writer #fanfic readers

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witchypandamonium · 11 months

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A Knight’s Honor

A collection of Luis/Reader snippets

This is for you, fellow Luis simps! I have trouble sometimes writing longform fanfics, so this story I’ll be writing mostly in snippets; a highlights-form story.

This chapter: the mine. The spot where the plot diverges in the most important point--Luis’s survival.

Chapter 1 of ? Occurs during Chapter 11 of game 2,711 words, SFW No warnings Tags: Luis x g!nReader | AU | Luis lives

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The chilled wind brought with it the familiar stench of low tide, but after the stifling, humid heat of caverns dripping with sulfur and foul black ichor, it was sweet relief. One hand on Keith’s camera, you scanned the storage abutting the elevator shaft before you for any crucial evidence to shoot, but found only crumbling medieval architecture and sea salt-rusted industrial steel in an ugly contrast that reflected Ramón’s neglect of all but what served his master’s nefarious purpose. You could hear Luis chatting lightheartedly behind you, and were about to turn to retort when a flash of movement caught your eye, followed by a flash of light reflecting against polished metal.

You don’t know why you did what you did—your body moved on its own, lunging to reach a hand between the Spaniard and the shining object flying toward him. A burst of pain ripped a scream from your lips as you saw a wicked combat knife spear your left hand, pinning it to Luis, who lurched and stiffened with a choked grunt as the blade embedded itself in his back.

But before you could even fully gauge your situation, there came the heavy thud of something—no, someone—landing on the platform just to your right. A hulking brute of a man, he wrenched the knife from the two of you, his other hand whipping around to deliver a powerful backhand to the side of your head, flinging you through the air to collide with a crate yards away. Head spinning, ears ringing, you fought to stay conscious, rolling from your side onto your stomach like fighting to move through a sea of tar. Through your swimming vision, you searched for Luis, just making out the ex-Umbrella researcher falling limply to his knees, then to the floor.

“Retrieving stolen goods…” a cruel voice hissed distantly in your ears as the man, some sort of soldier (well, most likely former soldier), fetched something from Luis’s pocket. The Spaniard didn’t move.

Luis…

“…and killing a few rats along the way…”

Your pulse pounded in your ears, drowning out the sounds of battle—you were vaguely aware of Leon fighting a dire knife duel against this man he seemed to know somehow—as the world shrank down to the body of the man but a few paces from you. …Please, Luis… Your hand reached to help drag yourself toward him, pain lancing up your arm through the fog, the full weight of your own wound only now dawning on you. Still, it was nothing compared to the pain of potentially losing Luis, and you carve a bloody path across the diamond plate steel platform as you inched your way to his side, shaking his shoulder weakly with your still-functioning right hand.

He was still warm—you could make out that much as your head slowly cleared. The sight of his back rising and falling, even as slight as it was, granted a moment of relief. The wound was still grave, but potentially survivable, giving you at least enough time to address the last member of your squad’s safety. If Leon didn’t manage to fend this man off, it wasn’t likely either of you would last much longer.

You finally understood why the agent had explained that knives were better for close-quarters combat—you could barely keep up with the two ex-soldiers’ movement, nor fathom how they managed to think so fast on their feet. Still, Leon seemed a bit on the backfoot, his opponent having some sort of mysterious supernatural advantage. Was he also working with Saddler; infected with the parasites? He just wasn’t tiring, leaping away into the shadows just to pounce again moments later. If you didn’t do something and quick, Leon ‘s luck was going to run out.

Your Sig P320 was still safe and secure in its holster on your hip, but their fight had drawn them rather far from you, and the small handgun wasn’t as powerful at extreme range. Luis had stuffed his Red 9 into the waistband of his trousers as they reached the elevator out of the amber mines, and you muttered a soft apology as you manhandled him slightly to retrieve it. Unused to the extra weight and still woozy from the blow to the head, you couldn’t stop your hand from shaking. Without thinking you brought your left hand up to steady it, earning yourself a blinding pain that almost had you dropping the gun as your fingers spasmed.

Meters away, you saw the hulking soldier land a powerful kick square on Leon’s chest, slamming him hard enough against a box to have him reeling.

Leon! Fuck, I can’t… Your hand just wouldn’t stop trembling.

He then raised his massive combat knife for a kill-strike.

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ravenyenn19 · 10 months

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OKAY HERE IT IS:

So!!! Results from my poll indicated that some of you don’t want to see “face inspo/casts” for my OG “Dealing With Our Demons” characters (totally respect that!! I sometimes prefer my image not tainted while reading, too!🖤)

SOoo… here’s what we’re going to do. I will be posting the images BELOW the cut, so that way if you would rather not see, you don’t have to!🖤 no offense whatsoever taken.

Before you continue, a note: NONE of these pictures are exactly how I picture my characters. These are simply the closest I could get/who I took inspo from when describing them. 🖤 Please do not feel like you need to agree w me. That is the beauty of reading, is it not? Love you. ALSo. This is long, but I wanted to include my notes for clarification if you wanted them. This was fun, getting to have a lil in depth convo w you guys.🥹

PS- IF YOU HAVE NOT READ MY FANFIC “Dealing With Our Demons” on ao3 (by ravenyenn19) & are planning to do so (thx in advance ily) THIS POST WILL HAVE SPOILERSISH. I say this bc while no plot will be ruined, you will see faces you are not meant to yet. 🖤

First up we have: Khalid Runa (Inej’s childhood best friend) & Rahul Runa (Inej’s older cousin) *these two are married, hence the shared surname*

Notes: Khalid is pretty close, actually. In DWOD, he has aquamarine/green eyes due to his partially Kaelish heritage & I do picture his skin tone to be a tad lighter due to this. ALSO: Khalid does have burn scars across most of his hands, though I was unable to find such an image to include that piece of “DWOD lore”. (The burns are from his years mastering ‘flame eating/fire dancing’ in the caravans.

Rahul: This image is mostly chosen for his facial structure, however I do picture Rahul to have close cropped hair (a sort of subversion upon the suli culture that makes his training as a medic easier. I do picture him also remaining clean-shaven with a skin tone that is very similar to his cousin, Inej Ghafa.)

Next: Nani (Mitra) Ghafa (Inej’s maternal grandmother)

Notes: This actress is actually Iranian, for note. SO: I do want to make it very clear that I picture Nani’s skin tone to be darker like Inej (though also I do think this photo was filtered bc the actress does seem to have slightly darker skin in other pics, I chose this one bc of her face & HOW SHE HOLDS HERSELF SO MUCH LIKE NANI.) All this being said, this one is pretttttty dang similar to how I pictured Nani while writing her. Facial features specifically. What a queen. What more is there to say? She could divine my tea leaves any time.

Sharya & Kahir Ghafa, Inej’s parents (technically not OG characters, but never named in canon)

Notes: Sharya is pretty dang close to how I imagined her, which is super cool considering I never used an inspo pic for either of the Ghafas when writing them (I found them for this purpose!). It probably sounds a bit weird, but like… I just knew how Sharya & Kahir looked. They were just…BAM. Full formed people in my head. This is ultimately SUCH A FLEX ON LEIGH BARDUGO’s PART. Like, we only really experienced glimpses of Inej’s parents through the few memories in her POVs but they absolutely stuck with me & formed wonderful characters as my fic progressed. (Of course this is my opinion, but I do hope ya’ll agree.🥹)

Kahir: So…. This pic is the closest I could get, & similar to Nani, I chose it based more on facial structure/in this case facial hair. HOWEVER, Kahir is very special to me. I wrote some of his scenes in moments after I had lost my godfather, (whom was the truest father I had. He meant everything to me, being my actual dad’s best friend, he helped raise me after my dad passed when I was 4.), hence, I feel the need to clarify- as I feel a bit of my own dad is in Kahir, if only in the love.)This pic is missing a smile that I imagine near permanent on Kahir Ghafa’s face, and eyes that I cannot explain in any other word but kind. Similar to Inej’s. Sparkly. Idk. ALSO: I do picture true black hair & less gray. Maybe a sprinkle of pepper in his beard, but not much. I just imagine Inej’s parents aging like fine wine. Idk.

Next….*drum roll*…. Dr. Lily Arbor (I waited so long to bring this girl to life.)

NOTES: Ok. So. Two pics here for our Darling Death Defier Mortician. 🫶🏻 So, the one on the left is more youthful to me, a bit closer (although not the right age) to how I imagine the Lily of Kaz’s childhood. The right being far closer to how I imagine 24 year old Lily. Yet, neither of these are exactly right. But they are close. The changes that are distinct within my mind are as follows: the eyes. I distinctly see them like 2 shades darker. Navy. It’s a rare eye color, but not that different. Next, the hair. In the left image, the curls are just right, but I imagine she keeps her hair slightly longer than that- both in girlhood & adulthood. Not nearly the length of Inej’s, but you feel me. Also I do imagine her hair a bit darker, like that sort of red with hints of almost brown in it? Maroon? Gosh I can’t explain but I am certain you guys probably get it. Less like Wylan’s orangish red. Lastly: this girl has more freckles. I don’t make the rules. (Actually I do since she’s a daughter of my mind, but no I don’t.)

Bonus heartbreak:

Jordie.🥹💔 (obviously aged up to if he were alive.) notes: NO ONE. I REPEAT. NO ONE looks exactly how I imagine the elder Rietveld son. The actor here is in fact Jess from Gilmore Girls. Milo is the closest I’ve come to finding an older Jordie face cast, based more on book Kaz in relation. His hair would obviously not be styled like the early 00’s. Obviously dark eyes like his brother. In a way, like Kahir, I imagine Jordie’s eyes would have a permanent sparkle of amusement that one would sometimes see mirrored in Kaz. I can’t explain it. I love Jordie & I’m about to have a fit all over again. 🫡

Next…. Bram Rietveld (technically not OG character, but he is not named nor described whatsoever in the canon material. Kaz only says that he and his brother missed their Da.🥹)

Notes: DO NOT COME FOR ME. I AM DEFENDING MYSELF. Not to sound cringe, but from the moment I put Kaz’s Da into DWOD, back in memories at the very very early stages of the story, I pictured Pedro. This was before the internet craze (I mean obvs he was famous but iykyk), & I know that sounds cringe but it’s true. Pedro Pascal IS Bram Rietveld. Like, I would change next to nothing. Obviously his voice would have a “southern” ring. Maybe he’d have slightly lighter skin naturally being of Kerch descent, but actually I imagine him quite tan at most points of the year from running the Rietveld farm & harvesting the wheat fields. Obviously, you can picture him differently, but this is damn near exact for me. Also, Last of Us only solidified that belief for me. Gosh dangit, look at this treasure! Bram loved his kids so much.

Are you ready? (I’d say I saved the best for last, but… Actually, no. I certainly did.) I present…

Emilia Winstrad, The Butcher of Belendt🪡

Notes: I love her. I love Emilia as much as I love the protagonists from my actual novel. She means so much to me. 🥹 I don’t think I can quite explain how excited I was (& how long I waited) to introduce you guys to Emilia. I hope you love her as much as I do in DWOD. As far as technical notes: Rachel McAdams (this actress) has quite honestly the exact facial features I pictured on Emilia. Like Bram, I feel like this is Em. However, there are a few minor changes: dark eyes like Kaz rather than hazel (it’s hard to tell here), & also the same dark hair as Kaz. True black. Tbh, I was shocked when I stumbled upon images of McAdams randomly (after already describing Emilia in the story)- it felt like seeing a picture of an online friend you’ve never actually met but they somehow appear exactly as you thought they would? Make sense?

Bonus pics that show the darker hair I imagine on another actress. Also the pipe picture just for funsies (iykyk)🫶🏻🪓

She is my pride & joy. Not only that, but I think she and Kaz were meant to be family. I am not Leigh & have no canon voice, but I swear somewhere in the multiverse she is canon & I say that with fear because it’s not meant to sound precocious. She just feels so real to me, but I’m sure that’s silly bc I wrote her. Idk. Take my ramblings 🖤

Oops my hand slipped, have more pain: Elena Rietveld (I consider Elena an OG character of mine as Kaz’s mother is never mentioned in canon despite that he obviously had one. Technically, it is never said whether she lived or died.)

Sorry I killed her.

Notes: OBVIOUSLY these are pics of the same actress because Em & Elle are identical twins. However, I did choose an image of McAdams from earlier in her acting career as she did pass away younger than when Emilia appears in the story. The same notes apply here as to Em, dark hair & dark eyes would be the changes. Though, I do love this pic representing Elena as there is something a bit softer about her over her sister. Where Emilia applies blood red lipstick, Elle is a petal pink. I think that metaphor fits best, but undoubtedly I wanted Elena to have her own strength in the memories where we get to glimpse her. A woman who chose her baby son, Kaz’s life over her own. The type of mother who would have run into a burning building for her kids. A fierce little sun ray who deserved a yellow kitchen. 🥹

I actually have images & notes completed for Pim & Anika as well, plus a bonus lil one that I doubt ya’ll were expecting, but alas, there is a limit of 10 images on a post 🫠 So… let me know if you want them.

This was so long. I’m long winded, but ya’ll knew that. I love you all so much. Thank you for being here. 🖤🐦‍⬛

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anonzentimes · 9 days

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Chiaki to me is kind of an odd character in that I think she actually has good potential, especially in possible interactions with Nagito (seriously, Komanami is probably the ONLY really great Chiaki ship in my eyes). I've seen some great fanfics that play around with her. Especially ones that explore a Despair!Chiaki. But canon just...doesn't really do a great job with her.

In fact I actually find her role kind of detrimental, in that it almost vindicates elements of Nagito's worldview. With her being an angelic embodiment of hope. Which is just...not a very healthy way to present a character in my eyes.

To go back to that stuff about Despair!Chiaki, a really neat interaction that a writer friend is considering implementing into an AU is her and Nagito talking after being rehabilitated. And her admitting that the embodiment of hope he was desperate for was something she could never be. Chiaki says something like "I guess...I'm sorry I could only ever be a girl, Nagito.". To which he responds "...And I'm sorry that wasn't enough for me."

hmm, If I'm very honest I don't ship any mlw ships with Nagito lol! It's mostly because I think the idea of Junko finding a gay man who's lonely, terminally ill, traumatized, and desperate for someone to love him, then exploiting and warping his affection, one of the only things that remains healthy about him, warping it to where he can't understand his own sexuality anymore is pretty brutal. Nagito loving despair is something he can accept, but loving Junko is so fundamentally mind boggling that he goes spiraling when he thinks about it. The idea of Junko convincing a gay man he loves her and robbing an important part of himself from him is super interesting. Also just him never really showing any interest in a woman but showing interest in hajime and Izuru gives that impression. But don't let me discourage you that's just my opinion! His sexuality is not confirmed in any way and that is my interpretation. Just wanted to touch upon that to give insight on what I think just in case it makes me sound too biased at any point in this discussion.

I think making Chiaki real and using her again plot wise to use the same strong suit of her character, empathy, can be seen as a little clumsy. Although I do thoroughly enjoy the fact that Hajime heard her advice but only truly understood it in Danganronpa 2 after she was gone. It's really tragic and I enjoy that Ai Chiaki and Real life Chiaki are indeed different. It's a little indecent but I enjoy the story of the franchise overall.

If I'm honest I think a lot of things about hope's peak in general are detrimental to Nagito because his world view is specifically influenced by Hope's peak. Nagito believes Chiaki is an "embodiment of hope" for the class and likes her status and impact on everyone. Junko sees her the same way and wants to crush that so called hope to create despair for the class! I think that all makes sense and is decently done considering the characters and world. It's important to remember hope is practically absolute good, and Chiaki was just an absolutely good person to the class and when that's lost it creates despair. Even those who she wasn't really That close with, like Nagito, respected her and her impact a lot! Enough to be devastated and have the brainwashing work more.

Chiaki serves a purpose and I think criticism with the fact that she mostly is there to be the support role and impact for everyone else is absolutely valid. My only personal criticism is I'd like to have seen the different ways the class cared for Chiaki, basically just how close each person individually was with her. I'd like to have seen more of their hangouts to know that, but I understand it's an anime recapping a story with limited time. They spend episodes expressing how much they all cared but not how personally close they were, so the fact all of them cared so much isn't entirely sold for a lot of people including me at first. You kind of have to infer a lot which is a little sad? It's for a lack of words a missed opportunity I think.

Fanfics do a really good job at showing those things the anime misses about real life Chiaki, and honestly overall I'd say Chiaki is most often well characterized in fanfics! I think a despair Chiaki is an interesting idea too like you said, you'd have to explain how they became despairs without her though. But fanfics are all about being creative and it's an au in the first place so I'm sure people can figure it out and have fun! All of it is interesting fun ideas and I'm glad you and your writer friend are having fun and enjoy the ship.

I do think the dialogue they've come up with is pretty interesting and a cool approach to an au like that. "...And I'm sorry that wasn't enough for me," feels a little odd for him to say to me at least? I mean, I definitely don't know the direction or the entirety of the work that led to that interaction though of course, and I think it's definitely interesting dialogue, but for Nagito to say that feels a little off for me personally. Like, I think after rehabilitation supposedly it would go something like the Dangan Islands where he learns Hope was inside him all along through spending time with Hajime.

"You provoked the hope that was already inside all of our hearts Chiaki, and for that I am grateful. We all fell to despair, but the hope always wins, Right?" or something like that feels better to me personally but I'm just being silly and don't know the full context anyway

Thank you for your ask, please let me know if I misinterpreted anything you said and didn't respond accordingly, It was nice reading somebody else's take on things and trying to respond with mine as respectfully as I could <3

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ljandersen · 7 months

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whats ur status on sideways 👀? No joke i think abt it daily.

Thank you for reaching out, Anon! It means a lot to me, knowing that a story I wrote is thought about every day. I think about it every day, too, being the author! It's still the story I'm proudest to have written.

As for the status on Sideways, it currently exists as a hand-written, rough first draft stored in a fire-proof safe. It needs massive changes -- complete scene rewrites and a ton of new scenes (mostly for the paragon timeline). It's currently on my back burner while I focus on an original project.

All the adjustments I made editing the 750k words in Part 1-4 has culminated in a major undertaking editing Part 5.

For instance, the reason Shepard joins the Alliance on Rannoch is different after my changes in Part 4. Before, I didn't have a very good reason for her being there and, because of that peripheral role, she wasn't directly involved in a lot of the things happening. Now she's acting Counselor. She's front and center.

It's a good change, the right change, which is why I did it. However, now a lot of the plot-centric happenings, which were only heard about or referenced through another character, need full scenes with Shepard being impactful and altering the outcomes (much better than being a removed observer).

This will require several new scenes and throwing out old ones that are now unnecessary. Then I need to relocate any extra bits of vital information not in the new scene, to other places in the story.

In addition to whole new scenes, I need to majorily revise whole scenes. There's a party scene on Rannoch, which now the goal behind it and what Shepard is doing during it, has changed. That series of scenes need rewritten.

That example of Shep's purpose on Rannoch changing scenes downstream is just one -- and a mostly spoiler free one -- of the dozens of changes I need to accomodate.

Also, the paragon timeline in particular requires a lot of new writing, maybe 50 k words of new scenes (so, the equivalent of a full novel).

Toward the end of writing the first draft of Sideways, I was starting to get worn down. Writing four storylines sometimes made it feel like I was spending weeks going nowhere, because I wasn't moving forward in the main Renegade timeline. Because of that frustration and wanting to reach the end, I chose to focus less on the paragon timeline, knowing I would need to add more to it during the editing. I left myself with some major work to do on that storyline to do it justice.

All of those reasons aside, the main reason Sideways Part 5 isn't ready is because I shifted focus for the time being. I'm serializing an original sci fi series and trying to establish myself an author. I intended to do this after I finished posting Sideways, but with the emergence of AI, I don't think the opportunity will be there for me if I wait.

Visibility for writing is going to become impossible and slow human writers, like me, will be washed away under the tide of AI mega production. There's an influential author in the indie world, for example, who has stated his intention to produce 10k novels a year, on par with the big publishing houses. That's one person, who with a handful of contractors previously put out a few dozen books a year, if that many, who now intends to do 10k a year!

My opportunity to find readers is now, while AI is still clunky and not universal, before people selling a back catalog of 100k books and with the ad spending to match drive human writers out of the market.

Because of this new priority, I've had to funnel my creativity and focus into my original writing. I'm not someone who can do two things at once. I'm all in on one project at a time. That's probably apparent from my fanfic, where I've only posted one WIP at a time, start to finish before the next. I can't divide my passion on concurrent WIP.

That doesn't mean I don't think about Sideways though -- I do, daily! -- and I intend to finish it. For now, though, unfortunately, Sideways is a draft in some notebooks in a safe. It's not a simple undertaking to edit it, and I need to focus on a personal goal.

Your interest in Sideways is something I treasure, though, and appreciate beyond words. I'm so glad my story isn't forgotten. I love knowing it's still on readers' minds. It makes me feel like, what had so much meaning to me as its writer, truly must carry that meaning through to the reader, too, which is the greatest joy in sharing a story.

Thank you for taking time to check in on Sideways and for letting me know how much it still means to you.

Also, here is a picture of my new puppy as a tiny consolation for not having Sideways ready:

#my writing #ask #anon ask #on sideways

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fitzrove · 1 month

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🖤or 💜 or 💛!

(Sorry for taking a bit of time to reply!! I wanted to answer all of them hehehe)

🖤 Black: Do you think about your story when you're not physically writing it? Does it help with plotting scenes, character arcs, etc.?

Yes, always... Most of my stories begin with rotating ideas in my head, so concepts and ideas, even dialogue, will usually have to exist as a starting point before I actually write anything down. And for actual plotting - I really like using outlines and outline almost everything I write, so really it is a thing where I will be thinking about a fic and then a random moment will turn into an outlining moment if I go to write new ideas down :D

💜 Purple: Name one song you're listening to while writing your next/current fanfic. How or why does it help the writing process?

Ahh... I wasn't really listening to anything while writing my most recent fic xD Actually, listening to songs with lyrics while writing can be tricky for me, I prefer to listen to music while doing the aforementioned rotating ideas in my head thing 😁 One EXTREMELY fitting todolf song though is Poison by Alice Cooper... everyone listen right now... don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (deep in) etc

💛 Yellow: Do you ever alter, highlight, or de-emphasize certain canonical traits in a character? If so, why and describe how.

Ahh, this is such an interesting thing to think about!!!!

For something like Tod/Death, every writer has to kind of come up with their own interpretation. We never get insight into what he's thinking (kkog doesn't count that's not canon...), we don't have a clear view of his motivations because of the layers and layers of lies by Lucheni (up to the viewer how many layers there are), all we know is that he's There and there is some sort of deep connection to Elisabeth and, to a lesser extent, Rudolf.

However, the more fic I write, the more I write Tod as somewhat of an extension of Rudolf's personality. The idea really is that he's whatever you want him to be, he taps into all your weaknesses and insecurities and approaches them in a way that will be the most effective on you for the purposes of You Know What. Mirrors etc,,,,, Unfortunately for the kind of Rudolf I usually write, this mostly means that tod is pretty b*sm about it AJSJDJJF. So I guess for Tod I tend to emphasize the sexuality aspect which is a side effect of the kinds of fics I write LOL.

Rudolf, on the other hand... I keep saying his canon personality is "sad, queer and rebellious", he is literally on stage for like 10 minutes and most of it is being gay s*x depressed ajsjdjdj. There's a lot of portrayals to pick from... I think one of the main things I do is try to add historical facts into the mix while keeping the canon meow meow personality. Fic Rudolf usually has noble goals but despairs his life away because the environment makes it impossible to fully pursue or reach them - IRL Rudolf was similar but also fanatically obsessed with hunting I'm told (by stephanie xD) and a raging misogynist. I guess, though, that the way I write him is influenced by the fact that when the fics take place (because of what todolf is...) we're seeing him at his most private and emotionally vulnerable.

Ooh the question also asked "why"... For Tod the "why" is that I just don't really care about the paranormal entity interpretation, I mean I tried my hand at it with my todesengel fic but even with that I tried to make it fit together with the force of nature interpretation and not "god" or "demon" or idk "Satan" etc. I don't like the god or paranormal interpretations, or stuff that leans too heavily into Tod as a "creature", because 1) it would shift the genre of what I'm trying to write - idk I try to go more for toxic historical fiction metaphysical romance or whatever and not for dark fantasy or paranormal romance, 2) it's hostile to religious beliefs, like, it precludes the existence/validity of other god-like entities in this universe and more "atheistic" belief systems like Buddhism. I don't want to base my fics on a take where, for example, the Christian tradition is in a worldbuilding sense "more true" than another religious system. I think that's lazy and lets author bias show through too much - though perhaps I have a different kind of author bias, as someone raised culturally as a member of a pretty hands-off organised religion, but with a cynical attitude towards its impacts on society XD Anyway um yeah to me Tod is usually more like gravity or temperature and not like an actual Dark Angel King Of The Underworld...

As for Rudolf - I just write him according to personal preference and the theme of whatever fic I'm working on at the moment. Part of it is my reading of historical events (heavy emphasis on the "troubled hero, huge loss of potential" line of thinking) and part of it is just what sorts of performances I like best and want to incorporate into my belief system ajajsjdj.

#tysm for asking!#oh i guess one important thing abt when i write tod is that i. neglect elisabeth herself jajsjsjdjd rippp #then again its because my fics are rudolf pov and because it's his personal s*icidal ideation hour other people don't play into it that muc #but um yeah #this was fun to answer!! >:]#asks #writing #fanfic

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Hello! I was wondering if you could give some tips on how to make fanfic chapters longer. I see a lot readers tend to like chapters around the 4k word mark or even more, but it's a feat if I write a chapter longer than 2k. The content I write is still good (imo) but I want to do more and am stuck on what to add that would benefit the fic and not be pointless filler. Thanks 🩷💛

Hey, Nonny!

First I'd just like to say that chapter length preferences among readers depend a lot on things like the type of fanfic and the platform you post on. For example, short chapters and frequent updates tend to be the standard on Wattpad. They're also pretty typical of episodic and/or slice-of-life stories. Because they rely on pre-established stories or worlds that the characters are familiar with, you just don't need to use as many words to move the plot forward every chapter (and in the case of an episodic story, you don't need to move an overarching plot forward at all, but from your ask, I don't get the vibe that you're trying to write that kind of thing).

Point is, sometimes short chapters work better for the story you're trying to tell, and they can also serve to make your story more binge-worthy (since it's easier to justify reading one more chapter), but they could lessen the experience for people following update-to-update, particularly if you don't update often. It's like the difference between being given a single piece of chocolate vs a full bar, you know?

If you really are set on posting longer chapters and believe this will make your story better, then here are my tips:

Figure out why your chapters are short in the first place. Is it because you make each scene its own chapter? Is it because your pacing flies past? Is it because it's light on details, or doesn't get specific enough? (E.g. "He set a tasty breakfast before her. She dug in with gusto." vs "He set a plate of steaming sunny-side-up eggs and crackling bacon before her. One wiff of the smokey, savoury aromas, and she snatched up her fork, shovelling it in. The salty crunch. The burst of creamy yolk. It was heaven.")

Combine chapters. If two or three chapters tie together nicely because they're part of the same arc, or take place in the same location, picking up where the other left off, those are good candidates to combine. Also if a chapter has an ending that doesn't give the reader a good reason to keep reading, but the next scene adds a jolt of tension back into the plot, that's also a good candidate for combining scenes/chapters.

Ask yourself what you can add to enhance what you already have there. For example, if you have a plot twist planned, is there a way you can include more foreshadowing? Is there an opportunity to flesh out your characters more? (If we mostly see a character put on a strong front, it'll tug our hearts when we see them show some vulnerability.) Is there an aspect of your worldbuilding that could use some explanation or showing off? (For example, if your plot involves saving the world, it's definitely a good idea to get your readers attached to said world.) Are there more obstacles you could add to the story that might also serve the previous purposes? Do you have a lot of high-tension back-to-back scenes that could use some quiet breather scenes in-between?

When editing, I've adopted the philosophy of "Cut as much as possible without sacrificing anything that enhances the story" as well as "Concise and precise" which means "say The Most with as few words as possible. To me, this is the key to avoiding filler in my own work, and how I create long stories that don't drag. I think that as you make your chapters longer, these are the ideas you should keep in mind, as these will help you determine if you're lengthening your story will pointless filler or adding something with value.

If you still struggle to make that distinction though, maybe find a beta-reader or a buddy who doesn't mind being spoiled for your work. You can soundboard your ideas with them to get a second opinion, because sometimes that's what you really need when you feel like there's something "wrong" with your work but you can't quite put your finger on it.

#cora's original posts #cora's ask box #just fanfic things #fanfiction #fanfic writing #fanfiction advice #fanfic writing advice #writing advice

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How’s Branch’s relationships with his brothers going in the tdau? I know he’s like guilting Bruce and Clay to keep contact, but how did this entire (hilarious) mess of an au fuck up his relationship with the bro’s (I know this isn’t really a funny ask I just want to know how much of a dumpster fire that family can be)

Not every ask needs to be funny, the askbox title refers to when people were being very very horny in my inbox and I wanted them to know that sex jokes are fine, encouraged even, but they have to be JOKES. "Delta and jd are into petplay" isnt a joke. Its just the plot of a fanfic you could write but I would not read.

Anyway I think theyre........ mostly fine? Still a little rough around the edges but they've only been back together for like, 2 years at the current moment. They're not gonna be perfect.

I think hes still kind of mad at clay for the whole "accusing him of cheating on poppy with viva" thing. He was obviously mad at Bruce too but he forgave Bruce a lot quicker bc he was technically also a victim in that situation and he understands it was a rash decision, even if it was a TERRIBLE one and he definitely WAS mad at him for a long time but he was way more mad at clay

Jd, he probably feels mostly neutral on jd. He wasn't even a year old when brozone split, he barely had any time to get to know jd, to get hurt by jd. He currently sees jd as an annoying, occasionally bossy asshole but mostly harmless, and branch knows that can apply to him too. No matter how much his brothers talk to him about it he just can't wrap his head around how the guy who on purpose set off a bear trap on his own leg last week was capable of hurting them so much

Floyd, I always picture branch and floyd ending up as neighbours. I'm not sure when exactly branch will get his permanent forever living situation but I want it to be RIGHT next to the [LASTNAME]-[LASTMAME2] household. Branch can pop on over to borrow a cup of sugar and stew in creeks misery a bit, before throwing the sugar in the bin. Other than that, they're still close. Floyd acknowledges that he did lie to branch, that he made the separation worse on him by promising hed come back and then not doing so, and he did his best to make it up to him. Now Floyd's back to being branchs favourite brother, suck it clay he hates you now

#ask #tdau

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thanks @bobafett for the tag i love tag games SO much

How many works do you have on AO3? 38! Huh! I don't know what I expected? (If you wanna be exact, it's actually 41 because I have 3 joke fics posted anonymously.)

What’s your total AO3 word count? 653,468

What fandoms do you write for? Whatever I'm into at the moment? Right now it's God of War. Earlier it was Linked Universe. Before that it was Daiya no Ace. But I'm not particularly loyal, it's literally just whatever idea that manages to stick.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Reflection -- a classic AA Batteries -- my beloved Dawn of the Fourth -- *evil cackling* ain't no rest for the wicked -- oh my god do people still click on this Denial and Deterioration -- I SWEAR I'M STILL WORKING ON IT I ACTUALLY ADDED TO THE DOC LIKE 3 DAYS AGO

Do you respond to comments? I try to! I try to catch every comment, but if a fic is on the older side and the comment isn't super long, I sometimes don't reply. Not because I don't like the comment (i love all comments i love you all) but because if a fic is not fresh in my brain I don't have much to say

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? DO NOT READ IT, but it's the shadows we cast. I was fifteen. I'm not linking it on here. It's still on my AO3 because I'm not a coward, but I'm also not very brave, so like, don't read my high school fic, you've been warned.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Probably Candid? That one is SUPER fluffy, which is not normally my style, but you know, sometimes you just gotta flex your fluff muscles,

Do you get hate on fics? Eh, not really. I've gotten a few negative comments, but mostly from FFN, and I honestly don't even count those lol.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? No. I genuinely wouldn't even know where to begin.

Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Nah, crossovers aren't my thing.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? I have seen a fic that was very blatantly referencing one of mine, but I don't really consider that stealing.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Does the absolutely insane crack fic written on the tail end of a 29-hour voice call count?

What’s your all time favorite ship? Hmm. I read a lot of Merthur, but that's mostly because the Merlin fandom tends to be really good, and therefore there's a lot of good Merthur (although I do like Merthur a lot, super Shakespearean, only valid soulmate pairing I've ever seen).

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? If I abandon a fic, I'm going to make an announcement. If I haven't officially abandoned it, it's still fair game. That said, Replication is like, on the lowest of low priorities.

What are your writing strengths? It comes with absorbing plot structure into your personality, but yeah, I'm a kick ass plotter. Also comedy. That also comes with the plot structure.

What are your writing weaknesses? Atmosphere/description. Worldbuilding. Also to a lesser extent, character voice -- I feel like I eventually default to everyone just sounding like me

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Depends on context, but it's always through the lens of "how does this effect the experience for the reader?"

First fandom you wrote for? I wrote a Star Wars fanfic when I was like, 9. First fanfiction on PURPOSE was for PJO.

Favorite fic you’ve written? I think the best thing I've written so far is DotF, but my favorite is probably The Disappearance of Narumiya Mei. WHICH I'M ALSO STILL WORKING ON, life just got REALLY WEIRD and I had to take a step back from it RIP

Tagging @tavina-writes, @ellie-tarts, @lieutenantbiscute, @aoryuucchi, @bytebun, @mimbotomy (no pressure if you don't want to!) and of course anyone who feels like doing this

#lazuli talks #i started writing disappearance for the Fun and then suddenly i had a bit of an irl love life which terrified me into putting it down #i have so many feelings about aroace narumiya mei it's so insane actually #this is definitely a case of 'lazuli in her echo chamber' but the fact that the widespread fanon of narumiya mei is NOT aroace offends me #do you see my vision #re: candid -- it's a very excellent textbook example of sports anime fluff #it is the middle slider of sports anime fluff. you can tell i edited it to be the middle slider of sports anime fluff bc it is exactly 10K #re: the insane 29 hour voice call crack fic #you can ask me about it. i won't be able to say anything though.#re: the anonymous joke fics. one was for april fools and the other was the greatest prank i've ever pulled off #solar if you're ever reading this i love you

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Ooh, cool! Thank you so much for the long reply! A lot of this was genuinely completely new to me -- I'd never known there were ongoing discussions that early, but of course it makes complete sense there were, both on LJ and predating it. I think it also goes to show how well we could self-segregate on LJ, I think moreso than we can now.

I think, in retrospect, that a lot of my experiences with 2000s fandom can be summed up with, 'I was a teenager' and thus wanted to be 'cool'. There was a lot of 'not like other girls'-ism going on in those sporking and Mary Sue comms, and I always just assumed we were all teenagers -- it certainly felt that way. The few people I've kept in touch with from those days have largely grown out of it, though it doesn't surprise to hear there were (and probably still are) grown adults who shit on others' fanfics.

(As an addendum, I could add that slashfic and that sort of 'canon non-compliance' was completely okay in the fandom spaces I ran in back then, but people would get very upset about extremely arbitrary things-- 'transfer students' in HP, changing characters' ages, making up a minor oc side character for plot purposes because all ocs were apparently bad (and especially if female), etc. It was strange which hairs people decided to split.)

Anyway! Thank you VERY much for such a long and in-depth reply! It's cool to see how these things have changed and developed, and I'm glad to see my experience wasn't emblematic of fandom as a whole.

Thanks for such a thought-provoking question! It really got me thinking about how Livejournal was really excellent at creating different sort of pockets of experiences, and in a while is really reflective as proto-social media of like, the big echo chambers we have happening now all across social media! That's really interesting to think about.

For me, it's funny, most of the fandom folks I knew were all older than me, many were in their 40s and 50s while I was in my 20s. Very few teens comparatively were attracted to certain fandoms like The X-Files and NCIS some of the other spaces I was in, so while there were definitely teens, it was like... a different feeling. Like, even these days I find it fascinating how there are 'younger' fandoms (in terms of how many younger folk are in it) and 'older' fandoms.

And yeah you're so right about people getting upset about arbitrary things! And also that um, 'not like other girls' which now itself is kind of mocked by fandom, so things really did come full circle on that front where now it's not cool to be one of the people who says that x.x

Honestly it's hard to be a teenager on the internet! All the things that play out like... all the dynamics, a lot just play out online instead, and they still exist. A person still wants to be cool and accepted and liked (and that's not age specific, like, most of us want a degree of at least some of these lol), and cliques can form very quickly. I remember how bad it felt back then even in my 20s when I got unfriended by a mutual who I thought was a really good friend, that stuff was devastating!

"making up a minor oc side character for plot purposes because all ocs were apparently bad"

Ahaha this is one of the reasons I still sometimes have like apologetic tones in some of my comments about the amount of OCs I add, because yeah that was really disapproved of! I remember that and I still have like... shades of that at times. I'm mostly over it now, but oof I remember the first time I did it and I was like 'is this okay *chews on fingernails* I bet people will hate this because of it.' (And then that turned into Fae Tales so).

The Mary Sue stuff was really aggressively unpacked, like in very popular kind of fandom-friendly journalism spaces at the time, I mean that's how we ended up with the journalism site 'The Mary Sue' in the first place. People really took a stand on that one. In a way, we were all kind of looking at our own attitudes, like, *why* is it bad to do this, or *what* does it mean that a girl feels like they can't be like other girls - is that internalised misogyny (and sometimes it was), and I miss that kind of meta discussion because I do feel it happens a little less now.

There was a time when I didn't like Mary Sues, no one did, though I think that was before I found my first meta community where it was like 'oh people are talking about EVERYTHING I thought was like universally accepted in fandom.' Though we never got that far on how racist fandom could be, which is still an issue, but one that does get talked about (it would just be nice if AO3 talked about it too).

I sadly think a lot of people in their 40s and 50s can act a lot like teenagers in fandom spaces sometimes, some of the antis in like teenage spaces today are like 40s kind of 'guiding them along' this path of moral puritanical righteousness and almost role-modelling how to bully others. And some of the folks running public Sporking blogs were like... older folks who fostered connections to younger folk.

LJ was wild tbh :D

Anyway, it's so interesting to think of all the different pockets we ended up in. I'm sure there's like countless more that we both have no experience of, where someone else would be like 'oh I was in LJ fandom what's a Mary Sue?' and that would be entirely legitimate too. Sometimes it's easy (I fall into this trap) to think of historical fandom as being one thing instead of like a thousand things. So yeah, this was cool! Thank you :D

#asks and answers #pia on fandom #i actually still really miss livejournal as it used to be #i like dreamwidth but it's different #also i keep forgetting to blog there lmao

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How talking to your plants might improve your happiness (Farah “The Fern” Dowling x Reader)

Fandom: Fate: The Winx Saga

Summary: You swore you would support your wife in sickness and in health. Unfortunately, she had other plans for your relationship and she made you a surprise. At the same time, she forgot that she had married a person who could not keep even a cactus alive. The marriage vow is now under threat.

A/N: Hello! To start with, I would like to say hello to anyone who wants to read this. While until recently I was quite often active as a reader and fanfics lover, now I decided to create something myself. The idea itself does not belong to me, the plot of this story is based on an absolutely brilliant post created by: @simplytheevebest. I am so grateful that she allowed me to write my own version of this story based on it.

I would also like to thank @multifandomfix who has been a writing inspiration for me for a long time and offered to help as a beta reader to increase your reading comfort.

Enjoy! :)

People face many difficulties and challenges in their lives. They raise doubts about the correctness of the decisions they made, which led them to a given moment.

Until now, I used to think that my life was going well, aside from functioning in a relatively dangerous reality, and I had nothing to regret myself, except when I had to admit to my wife that I accidentally flushed my wedding ring down the toilet.

But yeah, so far I haven't had much to complain about, which has further aggravated my anxiety and stress in the present moment. Usually, in moments of doubt, I reached for some professional guide containing answers to the questions that haunt me. Sometimes I was looking for solutions on the Internet and thus I discovered how many people there are who know as little about life as I do. It happened to be uplifting, and I remembered it at times when all other methods had failed, and I had to refer the matter to my wife.

At this point, I was in a situation where I was trying to implement plan number three. With an emphasis on tried because all the signs in heaven and earth indicated that I would not succeed. What's more, I can bet on that wedding ring I pulled out of the sewer before, that the whole universe is now treating me like an idiot. It’s not every day you see a person persistently trying to get any answers from the fern sitting on the desk.

No, I'm not trying to solve a criminal case, and this plant isn't the prime suspect in a drug smuggling case at all. Although you never know with Farah, after five years together I don't think anything will surprise me anymore.

Oh yeah, Farah. My lovely wife, whose health and happiness are my top priorities in life. As a result of an unfortunate twist of events, she became my nuisance, because she took the form of things that I cannot take care of, no matter how hard I try.

At times I think that she did it on purpose to make fun of me. How else could I define the current situation in which the person turned into a fern is dependent on a human who would probably be able to kill artificial flowers?

I looked at the pot and tilted my head to judge the angle of the sunlight.

“Honey, could you please let me know if you are burning alive right now?" I asked with some uncertainty in my voice.

No reaction. I didn't even notice the slightest movement of the leaf that would mean… I'm not sure myself. Confirmation? Negation? Expressing your last will, moments before facing painful death at the hands of the worst florist in the history of the world?

There was a reason why we never gave each other flowers as a gift, as somehow my very person automatically took away all the plants' will to live.

However, the current situation was serious, so I armed myself with techniques to overcome my problems. They mostly relied on all the books I was able to collect, the knowledge of specialists on the Internet, and Terra's phone number on a speed dial should I inadvertently create a deadly threat. Which initially happened at least once a day, but with time I started to cope better with caring for the fern.

I wouldn't consider myself a specialist, or even an expert, but nothing has burst into flames - either from my magic or my incompetence.

I was already able to deal with this one particular type of plant, which gave me the opportunity to look for ways to restore Farah to her human form. What could have gone wrong?

5 minutes later

The students were just walking through the school corridors to move to their next classes or meet their friends during the break. There was no indication that anything would disturb the peace and quiet of the day.

Some of them, however, were close enough to the teachers' dormitory wing that they could hear a desperate scream.

“HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO CHANGE YOUR FORM? I CAN’T LOOK AFTER ANYTHING BUT FERNS!”

~.~.~.~

I studied the plant in front of me.

I've spent the last hour trying to find the species I'm dealing with. How did Farah choose the plant whose form she just took?

“My love, if you are able to control what flower you become,” I started, bringing an open book close to the pot, “then please, please turn into something easier to keep alive. According to this book, you are currently an azalea. The name may be cute, but do you realize that providing you with ideal conditions is almost impossible?"

The plant in front of me was still imperturbable, but I was sure Farah was laughing at me right now. Can plants make fun of you? My life has become a jumble of countless questions combined with a total lack of answers.

However, I realized that this is the moment when I have to face another dilemma.

Should Farah change her location? Would that mean moving somewhere that I can't keep an eye on? What's worse – should I give my wife a temporary vacation in a greenhouse or garden?

What does that say about me as a human?

Probably nothing good, and I myself will be reborn as a plant after death, and end up in the hands of my future heir. One who will inherit my stupidity and lack of talent for plants, which will make me follow the fate of many of those whom I have tried to take care of myself.

On the other hand, I should mainly be thinking about the present form of Farah. I looked at her and muttered under my breath.

“Hope you still enjoy traveling more than – wait for it – putting down roots in one place,” I said proudly, clearly finding my joke successful.

At that moment, one of the flowers of the azalea in front of me fell, and I swallowed nervously.

“This situation will end in divorce at best.” I sighed heavily and took Farah to another part of the school, hoping that she would at least consider it a trip on a par with flying to Iceland.

~.~.~.~

I felt like a proud but still incompetent parent. I was able to educate and learn a lot about the care and meaning of flowers. I had reached the stage where I felt equipt enough to face this challenge. Ben and Terra stopped seeing me in my pajamas in the middle of the night in a panic trying to get answers to new questions that kept multiplying.

No no, end of bad moments, I stopped posing a direct threat to my wife's health and life.

I had a set schedule of classes and activities that I did in her company so that she would not feel completely excluded. I was just returning from my classes to her office, where she had been staying for a week, after being turned into a peace lily. I decided that she has transformed into such an elegant plant to proudly welcome students and other guests.

So I was heading towards the office to clean up the paperwork in Farah’s company and eat a meal together, because it was the day of watering her.

Nothing could spoil my mood that day.

Except for one detail.

Upon entering my office, I quickly realized that Farah wasn't where I left her.

I took a deep breath and walked briskly towards the west wing. I knew our friend Saul should be there now. We recently agreed on alternating care to give Farah more variety in her free time. And she had too much of it and was starting to be picky about how she spent it.

I turned into a corridor on the left and almost collided with someone who was just passing by. I was relieved to recognize Saul, and without unnecessary prolongation, I asked the question that haunted me.

“Saul, did you take Farah with you to class today?”

The man looked at me a bit worried, then shook his head no. I suddenly felt faint.

We felt it would be best to ask students who sometimes helped with caring for her. We didn't have to look long, because before we got to their dormitories, we ran into Sky and Riven, holding a flowerpot with a peace lily in their hands.

I breathed a sigh of relief, then walked over to them and asked what the situation actually meant and why they abducted Farah without asking.

“We wanted to take her for a walk outside the school and show her what has changed over the last few months,” Sky replied, then added, “We're sorry for forgetting to mention it, but we couldn't find you.”

I nodded and took the pot with a lot of relief and little satisfaction that the boys had good intentions. But something didn’t feel right to me. I smelled the pot and noticed a fairly strong smell of tobacco or some similar substance.

The boys were already starting to make their way towards the other end of the corridor, so I called after them, “Guys, why do I get the impression that you smoked something in front of her?”

Sky quickly replied, “Riven wanted to see if, as a peace lily, she was actually purifying the air of toxic substances. If you were curious, the answer is yes!”

"Wait, WHAT?"

But they were already gone.

~.~.~.~

The sundew was standing proudly on Saul's desk, and it seemed as if she was staring at him.

I shrugged, letting him understand that in some ways he might have expected this to happen.

“I didn't say anything wrong,” he tried to defend himself, which probably only made the situation worse.

I sighed loudly, rolling my eyes in the process, “Saul, by this point you should know by now how important the no-spoiler rule is when it comes to Farah. The Winx girls showed her this series, and she was clearly drawn into the plot. You spoiled her fun for the next 15 episodes.”

The man felt bad, thinking that his chatter had spoiled the pleasure of watching some soap opera for his friend. It was evident on his face that he would like to apologize somehow and compensate for his mistake.

Meanwhile, I was walking towards the exit door with the intention of leaving the room.

“Wait a minute, where are you going?" Saul asked, clearly confused

“You brought her to this state, now it is your responsibility to provide her with food," I replied seriously, “You can also try to bribe her with music to change her form.”

I smiled broadly and as I left I added, “She has a taste for country recently, so... good luck, my dear!"

~.~.~.~

The Halloween party was an amazing experience. The students outdid themselves, preparing both decorations and original snacks. Loud, slightly spooky music was coming from the loudspeakers, which only intensified the atmosphere.

I reached for my glass of soda, which was a slightly weird green color. I decided that you only live once and at worst I might wake up in the morning in the form of an ogre.

I exchanged a word with a few people standing nearby and decided it was time to go back to my room.

On the way, I passed a few students who dressed for the occasion and used their skills to create beautiful makeup. I have barely recognized some of them. I decided that the next day I would ask Stella what makeup tools she used to look so convincing as a vampire.

I opened the door to my room and turned on the light. I headed towards the windowsill with a large pumpkin.

“I hope you were able to see anything out of the window. Forgive me for not taking you downstairs with me, but I was afraid someone would mistake you for a real pumpkin and start carving you,” I replied almost apologetically, because the very thought made me cringe.

I started to wash off my makeup, and when I was done, I looked at Farah with a big smile on my lips.

“I have good news for you. You have great timing with taking on new forms. Terra's cousin, Flora, returned to school. You probably remember her. She shared stories from her travels. She also told about a friend named Mirta. And I have more good news for you. There is a chance that you will regain your human form soon.”

I had the impression that the plant in front of me had taken more color. Just the thought of it as Farah's excitement made me smile to myself.

I put my hand on the pumpkin as if I wanted to stroke Farah's cheek, then added, “Luckily we're not part of some teen show. And you are definitely not played by a certain actress who currently has other professional commitments. So we'll see you again soon. But remember, no pressure. Take your time if you need it. I... We'll all wait as long as it takes for you.”

#fate: the winx saga #fate the winx saga #fate winx saga #ftws s2 #winx club #ftws #farah dowling #farah dowling x reader #farah dowling imagine #farah the fern #miss dowling #eve best #fate fanfic #imagine

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