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#it was futile
dangerous-advantage · 11 months
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗
number one: HI HELLO I LOVE YOU FOR THIS /platonic
number two: i.... have not written five fics that would be applicable for this (oops)
that said:
[it was futile]
"This isn't real. It... it was just a nightmare. A lucid dream of a doomed timeline, crafted of guilt and subconcious. To wake up, perhaps he needed to give in, let the creeping fog wash over him... After all, there was no point in fighting the inevitable." Several months after the invasion in New York, Leo wakes up surrounded by a nightmare he thought he had escaped -- and he's not alone. Delirious, scared, and confused, the only thing he wants is to find his way home. But things are never that simple. aka: a (reverse?) future crossover fic that features angst, hurt/comfort, my fucked up reimagining of the apocalypse timeline, and a lot of details that might become plot-relevant later (ahahaha... dw abt it)
this fic is very much a slow-burn. i have a lot planned, so i spend a lot of time weaving in details/foreshadowing that won't pay off for a while. as it stands, we're around 50,000 words in and i'm just about to get into the main plot. so.... yeah haha (really want to get the next chapter out this sunday/monday, but we shall see haha.)
(i am so bad at hyping up my own writing, so i hope my commenters do not mind me using some of their reviews):
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frequent commenters my beloved <3
(this is not the entirety of this review btw -- if you want to read the entire comment, you can do so here. mild spoilers (nothing that would matter), but it goes very in-depth about what you can expect from my style haha.
credit to @shadowbends, you are so cool, and every time i need motivation, i just reread this comment.)
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fangirleaconmigo · 2 years
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Somebody should have told Duchess Anna Henrietta about the ancient American proverb
“you can’t make a ho a housewife”
It would have saved her a lot of time and taxpayer expense on Dandelion.
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dangerous-drabbles · 11 months
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update
i've been putting off writing this, but i can't exactly not, so... i'll try and make this brief.
in short: i've had an epiphany.
(tl;dr at bottom)
i've been writing/brainstorming this fic since november/december last year, and since then, my ideas and understandings of the show and it's characters have evolved. and with them, my plans and understandings for iwf.
i want to be clear: this is not me saying i'm done with iwf, or going on some long hiatus. in fact, it's more the opposite.
having graduated, with summer in full swing, and feeling more sure than ever about where i want to take this fic (as well as remaining fully invested in this fandom), i plan to do more writing than ever before B)
that said: something needs to change.
this fic has been, and continues to be, my baby (besides my ever-growing, yet rarely spoken of, tmnt iteration) for most of the time i've been active in this fandom.
i've long struggled with motivation for big writing projects, but i am resolved to keep with this one because i have a story worth telling. will it be worth reading? who's to say!! (i hope so /gen)
but, as you might've noticed, my more recent updates (especially around the end of arc I) were... bad. maybe not bad-bad, but still bad from a 'technical writing/story' perspective. i struggled a lot with them, and i think that really shows.
i've was trying to figure out why its come to be this way while pushing forward by forcing myself to write, but that didn't work. it wasn't until this week, tuesday, when realization struck me (while watching a video essay, lol).
it made me realize a big part of what was making me unhappy was something i already knew, an issue underlying the fic (and my writing style) as a whole.
with this in mind, i can't keep going forward in the way i had planned.
i'm not gonna go back and change arc I. while the problem is there, especially in the later chapters, i'm early enough on that i can turn things around and (hopefully) root out the problem(s) without any major changes to what i've written/set up so far.
but to do this, i need time.
i know i know i just took a 2-3 week long break, but to pull this off, i need time to prepare and rewrite. i'm halfway through revisions for the arc II outline, and i'll need to heavily revise/rewrite several chapters, plus write some new stuff (since i'm axing the next couple i had planned/written out... rip.)
if all goes well, it shouldn't take longer than two weeks. best case scenario, i get it done in one. we'll see.
until then, i humbly ask for your patience.
as a note:
i could go deep into my inspirations for this fic, where i wanted to go originally, what's changed since then, and especially what brought me to my realization (plus the specifics of said realization) but i said i would try to make this brief, and here we are, [insert amount of words] later.
are you really surprised, though? (/lh)
[if you would like to see me talk more about that (i would absolutely always be down, i love talking about myself /j /lh), feel free to shoot me an ask. in fact, i would beg on my hands and knees, if i were not a silly guy who lives on your computer (/j)]
(tl;dr -- i am not done writing iwf. however, i had a realization that led to me reevaluating my writing and determining that i need to rewrite/revise my arc II outline, and edit/revise/completely rewrite the next several chapters.
this means i am planning to take another week or so off (i am sosososo sorry) to iron everything out and get ahead.
this whole post was me trying to explain the reasoning behind this decision, with an underlying sense of desperate patheticism to match (/j /lh).)
to conclude, i want to say thank you so much for your support, silent or otherwise, from all who have read and (hopefully) enjoyed this fic thus far. i genuinely couldn't do it without you (yes, sun, this includes you /lh.)
especially to my frequent commenters, who i promise i do see and appreciate. you guys are the real mvps <3
i have some really big plans for iwf, and i hope you'll stick around to see them come to fruition (:<
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reds-skull · 6 months
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Christmas comic in October? It's more likely than you think.
Also I would die for young Kyle and Simon
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cemeterything · 5 months
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"how did the guy with no friends win" is fucking me up because. that's the point. that's the truth that lies at the centre of the life series. if you want to win, you can't let yourself get too attached to anyone, because you'll just have to kill them anyway. that's the pact that was made in the very first season in a bloody circle on the sand. you can't bring anyone with you, not unless you want to look in their eyes and see the betrayal - or, perhaps worse, understanding - there when you kill them. nobody wins the life series with friends. nobody wins the life series.
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qiinamii · 1 year
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meds a no-no
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aimseytv · 8 months
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making fun of someone and then saying “but it’s just a joke so it’s okay” is like me stabbing you and then putting thin toilet roll over the wound stop the blood
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boylikeanangel · 9 months
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"and I would like to spend" is painful enough as it is but what absolutely tears me up about crowley's confession is that when he's thinking about how to say it he keeps looking up. as if he's seeking strength from someone. as if he's asking Her to give him the right words that will make aziraphale stay. like he's begging anyone that's still listening to not fucking do this to him
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asleepinawell · 2 months
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every time i go through the end of ew and see the cs with zenos in sharlayan i have to stop and imagine his conversation with that customs lady at the docks when she asked what his job was and he would have gone off on one of his typical monologues about living for 'the hunt, the THRIIIIIIIIILL of bahttle the raw pulsing ecstacy of being locked together in combat, teeth at each other's throats, giving in to the huungaahh that can never be sated' etc etc and she would have been like uh huh so you're unemployed hmmm i see
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saintsebastiensbf · 2 years
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Jane Austen, Emma
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Sufjan Stevens, Futile Devices
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Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf
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Hozier, Shrike
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Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
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Sierra DeMulder, Your Love Finds Its Way Back
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Nizar Qabbani
“What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise — it beats words. It beats worlds.”
Katherine Mansfield
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a silly little thing i did while procrastinating taking a healthy break from writing my fic:
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Transcription:
Panel I: Leo - "lmao man it sure would suck to be trapped in the very timeline I sacrificed myself to prevent (:"
Panel II: Donnie - "haha, yeah"
Panel III:
Panel IV: *POP*
Panel V: ...
Panel VI: *kick* *kick*
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comradekatara · 3 months
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it’s actually really funny to me that natla is like “we’re appealing to a game of thrones audience, this show isn’t for LITTLE BABIES anymore” and yet they don’t even have the nerve to give zuko an actual burn scar. they just applied some red eyeshadow and called it a day. how are you gonna market yourself as dark and edgy when you can’t even hold your violence to the same standards as a nickelodeon y-7 cartoon?? pussies.
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dangerous-drabbles · 1 year
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since the next part of ‘it was futile’ is definitely not going up today (and maybe not tomorrow), here’s a little thing of iwf!casey
(the boy alone beneath the cut)
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girlwithsharpt33th · 3 months
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Can we just take a minute and imagine pegging true form Sukuna? The way his lust-darkened eyes follow your every movement as you bend him over and loosen his hole, hips rolling against your fingers. The way he sighs from the depths of his soul as you fill him up, impatiently grabbing your hips with his lower set of hands to urge you to go faster. The way his muscular ass ripples as your strap slams into him, low words of praise leaving his lips. The way he grips the bedsheets, trying to focus so hard on his building orgasm as you kiss down his spine and fist one of his girthy cocks. The way he gasps as you abruptly stop fucking him right before his orgasm, chiding him to do it himself. The way he rocks against you feverishly, chasing the high he was so cruelly denied. The way he looks so gorgeous, his pink hair falling into his eyes as he continues to look over his shoulder, pupils burning holes into your soul. The way he comes with your name falling from his lips like a curse, like a prayer.
─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───
The way he rides you, breath stuttering as his muscular ass slaps against your delicate thighs. the way he sinks down onto your strap, trying so hard not to crush you under his weight. The way he throws his proud head back as he supports himself with his top pair of arms, adam's Apple bobbing shakily as he tries to catch his breath amidst his building orgasm. The way his powerful cocks paint your stomach and tits with his thick seed. The way he dismounts you, drenched in sweat and fucked out. The way he admires you for making him feel so good.
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Gale-isms v2.0 because I said so
- Gadzooks! that surprised me
- I've always been quite fond of a good stew, myself. Both over a book and in my belly! Ha. Fill the mind, fuel the body. You see, the word 'stew' versus the definition of 'to stew' is- hey now, it's rude to walk away when one is mid conversation-
- As my mother always used to say, 'Stop That'.
- Careful! Pixies and be quite pernicious, and this one's petulant rage is palpable
- I have one. Onion. One-ion. What meal am I to make of this.
- Don't tell me, you tried to use that scroll without me. *sighs*, alright, alright, come on. Let's get you cleaned up. And next time, leave it to the wizard, will you? I'm rather more learned on the execution of such spellwork and I do prefer you with all your limbs attached.
- Ah, crabapples, I've singed my robe.
- Ooh! Ooh! Look! A Library!
- My talented tongue has tangled with thaumatergical divinity, I'll have you know. And she was quite pleased with my performance, at that.
- Temptation and I go way back, never was so great at resisting. A futile endeavor, one might say.
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twistedappletree · 3 months
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lan sizhui: hanguang-jun, what do you do if the person you love bats their eyelashes when they want something? how do you say no?
lan wangji: you don’t.
lan sizhui:
lan wangji:
lan wangji: give up. give in.
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