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part 1
so. this is part one of a red dragon!krs fic ive been building up… this first chapter doesnt really have much much interesting scenes as of right now, and I’d love love love the input from everyone on how to continue, ideas for characters, and if theres anything i should consider changing!! that doesnt mean that i’ll be changing everything according to commenters, but i’d value all opinions to help build this plot 🥲
I’ve already finished around 3 similar length chapters and recently got stuck, so think of these posts as drafts and final revisions will probably go officially on AO3. thanks everyone 🤪
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Oh, Pitiful Dragon (1)
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Ever since his birth, the child longed for death. If it could take away his pain and grant his freedom, he’d trade anything he had so scarce of already. And on a particularly horrible day— the day that terrible man decided he would rip out his heart and use it for evil— the little child met a god.
The God of Death.
He thought it was ironic, seeing how soon his own demise was due soon. But this God didn’t come to reap his death, rather it came to propose a deal.
And the red dragon would accept any deal to be free of this pitiful life.
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Kim Roksoo awoke suddenly from his slumber. His vision was black and only began to adjust to his blurred version after continuous blinking. Why was it so dark? And how had he fallen asleep? He was just finishing Volume 5 of The Birth of a Hero series and now— wait, are those chains?!
His eyes blew open and his vision was finally adjusted to the pitch darkness that surrounded him. He tried to stand but winced when pain spiked all across his body. Only then did he realize just how badly injured he was. Why was he so weak? Had someone kidnapped and beat him to a pulp?! He was completely blinded by the inexplicable pain that he hadn’t realized something much more important. No— wait, pain is important! It’s definitely concerning! But… why was his whole body covered in crimson scales?
‘Oh geez, well isn’t this new.’
Shortly after he had that thought he passed out from exhaustion and shock.
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When Kim Roksoo woke again, he was practically being strangled. He quickly gasped for air and focused in on his current situation. He was being held up tightly by a metal collar on his (very, very sore) neck by some strange man in front of him. His hair was a long, spiky mess of blond and didn’t look very well-maintained. But his eyes… they were bloodshot red and had a crazed glint to them.
‘Crazy bastard…!’
Roksoo’s breathing was beginning to strain more and more, and suddenly he felt something prick beneath his scales painfully. He looked down and saw a clear tube running from his body all the way through an open passageway not so far from him. His blood began flowing through it.
‘Blood— They’re.. taking my blood?’
His thoughts were becoming even more incoherent by the second but after securing the clear tube into the little red dragon, the crazed man dropped him to the floor.
“You’re blood is so pure and vibrant, it’s so beautiful.. just like the color of your scales! It will definitely aid our liege and his cause. Haha!”
All Roksoo could think of was how crazy this lunatic was. He was still heavily panting, because honestly when was he not at this point, but thankfully he hadn’t passed out again. Instead, he glared with all his being towards the crazy bastard standing above him. Unfortunately, it only seemed to excite the lunatic even more.
“Maybe I really should visit you more. That look in your eyes gives me chills!”
Mumbling to himself, the psycho soon left the room through the very passage his blood was being drawn towards, and Roksoo was left alone; unprotected and cold. He hated feeling this way. These people didn’t seem to want him alive for so long, considering his “luxury” treatment. He was going to miserably die at their hands sooner or later. And he was too weak to do anything about it.
His eyes suddenly flashed with memories— no, records— of his fight with the second unranked monster to plague Korea. Lee Soohyuk and Choi Jungsoo… he had let them die. It was his fault and he knew it. It was something he’d regret for the rest of his life. But… they had told him to keep living. To keep living for them. He couldn’t die. It didn’t matter how he got into this situation. He’d rather crawl in shit than die this pathetically. He’d survive his new predicament— this new life that’s been granted to him. He’d survive.
He’d definitely survive to smack these bastards in the back one day.
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Roksoo had spent weeks in that dark hell. His blood continued to flow from his body to somewhere unknown, he was paid violent visits by that lunatic, and he got weaker and weaker because of it. But his will didn’t waver for a second. Whenever someone came in to check on him, he’d mark it in his mind every time. Soon enough, he learned their patterns and found openings. He finally had a plan to escape this hell, no matter how many holes there were.. it was a chance.
With his limited information, there was only so far he could get, but somewhere deep inside him, he knew he’d manage. So, he followed his instincts. The minute his opening came, he used all the strength he had gathered and focused.
‘Concentrate. Concentrate on that feeling you’ve been accumulating, Roksoo!’
Suddenly, Roksoo felt as if he’d achieved some sort of enlightenment like the ones described in murim stories. He felt an overwhelming warmth spread throughout his body and a rush of adrenaline pumped through his veins exponentially. This power… He didn’t know where it had suddenly manifested from, but he was sure now. He could get out of here using it. His mind and body began working beyond their limits, and eventually everything around him felt like it was moving at a snails pace.
‘Instant..?’
His second ability from his past life, Instant. Time would seize and he could move freely for a short while. With a heavy cost on his body of course.
‘But this… it’s similar to instant, but it’s not completely it. I think— No, I can definitely handle this much better than what I’ve been able to before in Korea.’
His new body must’ve integrated Instant into another power. And this new power was about to help him escape. A small smirk graced his torn and bloodied face. Perfect.
Shackles that were tying his limbs down shattered beneath the little dragon’s feet in the blink of an eye, and in a literal instant he was darting across the passage with his slashed and scarred limbs.
‘Keep going. I have to keep going and get out of here!’
He was sprinting through the corridors, and if anybody had looked his way all they would’ve seen was a long, red blur. A bright light was beginning to seep in between the cracks in the ceiling of the dark man-made cave he was confined in.
‘Screw the consequences, we’re blasting through!’
With incredible speed, Roksoo was right beneath the seeping cracks of light and expanded his unused wings for the first time. His wingspan barely fit within the wide corridor as he spread them out and up, blasting off from his spot on the ground and flying like a rocket towards the ceiling. He was making it out.
Just as he impacted and the dust and debris had shot up everywhere, he spotted a few individuals standing far off in the sunlight. The most notable was a red haired main of fairly tall stature completely frozen in place by Roksoo’s sudden escapade. He wore a strange white mask over his upper face, his eyes a bright red with hints of brown. The person looked far to similar to Roksoo. His prominent crimson red and his own piercing reddish-brown eyes. They would’ve looked entirely the same if it weren’t for Roksoo’s current form.
He only locked eyes with the man for a split second, and continued shooting up into the sky. He began to hear shouts and alarms blaring within his vicinity. He had been encaged in a mountain with a large encampment stealthily surrounding it. He’d remember this exact spot.
Massive fireballs and arrows began piercing the sky in an attempt to bring Roksoo down, but he clumsily maneuvered around each and just barely grazed a few on his crimson scales. Suddenly, a blinding white spear had crossed his vision. And before he knew it, another had pierced right through his wing, tearing it open a considerable amount. Roksoo stifled the cry of pain that threatened escaping his lips, and instead gritted his teeth and continued to fly towards any kind of safety. Anything other than here will be safe, he just needs to lose these bastards first. The adrenaline rush he had originally received numbed all the pain in his body, but he knew that wouldn’t last with his current levels. He had to make use of every last bit of this power that he had in him.
He flew over an ocean and kept flying as far away as he could. Eventually he reached the mainland. The forest underneath him was dark and vast, a perfect hiding spot. He glides over the tree-line and with his remaining strength he just barely managed a suitable landing right by a flowing river. His landing was a little on the rough side and he was still so sore, but… he had finally made it out. He was successful. Now, he could truly live a slacker life! Wait— he still needs to get back at the bastards who had tortured him in the first place. Ah.. he also needs to secure enough funds for his slacker life as well.
Sigh.
Roksoo had much to do before he got to live a peaceful life.
‘But first, let’s just lay here a little while longer…’
Roksoo succumbed to his exhaustion and pain, entering a deep slumber.
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THANKS FOR READING to the end !! please let me know ur input, things i could change, add, etc, i lack a lot in this field and value ur feedback ! 😋
#<3#cale henituse#tcf cale#tcf#trash of the counts family#tcf novel#tcf manhwa#trash of the count's family#lout of the count’s family#kim rok soo as the red dragon#kim roksoo#kim rok soo#kim roksu#white star#aka white radish haha#red dragon krs#red dragon cale#red dragon#red dragon krs au#alternate universe#dragon krs#dragon cale henituse#dragon cale#fanfic#fanfiction#au fanfiction#au fanfic#thanks for reading <3
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Appreciation post!!!
im feeling sappy so im gonna talk about my favorite people on this app
@drysdalesv V is literally the sweetest person ever. she was the first person I really talked to on here and now she is one of my best friends and now she knows to much... she is literally hilarious, got my ass giggling at 3am 😭. we have so many simalities its crazy we even almost look alike🧍 we also share the same brain when it comes ro smut ideas its amazing they just flow out. ALL of you need to see her writing (especially her threesome fics!!) she is literally an amazing writer. she leaves me speechless sometimes, READ HER FICS!!
@wbkz3gras Lee is an amazing tiktok editor (wbkz3gras on tiktok!) her edits got me gigglin n blushin everytime. BRO they be finding content and picture of the boys like out of thin air i dont understand how but i am grateful for all the content 😭 They also just started making insta fic and there so good so yall need to see those NOW
@11zegras ky is literally so sweet were always sending eachother content or just random pics we find. she bold bold some of the stories ive heard doing what most counldnt lmfao
@uluvjay JAYYYYYYY let me just tell yall they make the most jaw dropping smut it had me screaming. they are incredibly talented i just wanna kiss their brain. GO READ THEIR FICS LIKE RN!
@nicojackl0v3r Kara is literally hilarious and actually stunning! the shit they post on snap has me laughing my ass off stg 😭 they also write and there fics are so good i highly recommend you check them out!! we also stay spreading the seamus casey agenda
@hvghes we just started talking a lot more recently but your so sweet and OMG YOUR DOG IS ADORABLE. my fav post by them are there hard or soft lunch insta fics i just love them. there also a fellow tyler duke girlie and just recently posted a tyler fic god bless SO YALL SUCH GO LOOK AT IT!!
@lvrzegras mads is also one of the first people i talked to on here there so sweet and i love talking about the boys on here with them. they write fics also and there amazing i love their fluff SO YOU ALL NEED TO GO READ THEM
@55stargirl we just recently became mutuals and there so sweet and there smut is godly ESPECIALLY THERE LUCA THIGH RIDING FIC AHHH that fic is literally amazing so i think yall should check them out
holy shit thats a lot... but i do love everyone i talk to on here you all are amazing and i appreciate you all so much. sorry if i left anyone out <333
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20 question writer meme!! Tagged by @jaggededges123
1. How many works do you have on ao3?
I have 122!
2. What’s your total ao3 word count?
239,332. :D a lot more then I thought!
3. What fandoms do you write for?
So I’m a “i write what I fancy” BUT my top fandoms I’ve written for are MDZS,Nope, Good Omens, and Danganronpa (if combined all my fics of each series together). My current fandom I’m writing for is Team Fortress Two where I have too many wips 😂
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Kidnapped? Rescued? Lies or Truth? - Svsss, 500 on the dot, Shen Jiu/Tianlang-Jun, Not rated
Can Peacocks Swim? - MDZS, under 1k, Jin Zixuan/Wei Wuxian, Teen
Talk Dirty To Me (In that Unnatural Voice of Your’s)- Scream, under 1k, Billy/Stu, Mature
Crowley is a very bad demon who does terrible things. Like take care of a bunch of orphans. - Good Omens, 3k, Teen
A Mark Without Pain- TGCF, under 1k, Qi Rong/Lang Qianqiu, Mature
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Almost always! Unless a comment makes me uncomfortable I try to respond to everything! Ive recently got some “more” comments that I haven’t but even comments that are just emojis i respond to. I love comments and love reading them so I try to get across to people I really appreciate them ☺️
6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
I remember you… Do you remember me? ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/36298375 ) I had a whole 2022 Whumptober yet I think this one takes the cake on angst. So angsty I had to write an alternate less angsty ending 😂
7. What is a fic you wrote with the happiest of endings?
A New Beginning (https://archiveofourown.org/works/37391902 )
So I’m taking this as something that has angst but a happy conclusion - and I feel this fic is one of those.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Surprisingly no? I’ve gotten a few comments that are kinda iffy but most comments are very sweet!
9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?
Lots of smut- so much in fact most of its in my Works in Progress 😭 I’m so terrible at finishing smut but I usually go with darker themes ☺️
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
Oh!! Their all in my wips 😭 I did start making a Mdzs/Nope crossover which would probably be my strangest if I ever finished it up
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Nope, but one time one of my aus I made with a friend got stolen! But that’s s story for another time
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Yes! Unfortunately I don’t have the link of the translation but my fic Pocky got translated into Russian ! (https://archiveofourown.org/works/27507364)
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before
Nope
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
Statistically speaking- if going by number of fics- Aziraphale/Crowley. However, I have to say an all time fav would be Jessie/James (Pokémon) a ship I’ve never read nor wrote for. Just one of those childhood nostalgia ones.
15. What’s a wip you want to finsih but probably never will?
All of them 😭 In all serious though I’m terrible with long fics and while I have grand ideas it’s hard for me to stick through them. My Danganronpa/TGCF AU will forever be in my heart (and full planned on a discord server) but will likely never see any light of day.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I’ve been told my dialogue flows well and that I have a good hold on how people would react.
17. Writing weaknesses?
… Smut? I feel I’m slow on making it because I overthink it.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
Oh!! I’ve done this!! It’s fun and also terrible. I feel I’m getting translations wrong but I do my best. I did once try to write a whole fic in another language— unfortunately that fic is lost to time.
19. First Fandom I wrote For?
On ao3 Rick and Morty. On amino, though, I wrote for Undertale first. And my first fics were mini comics I made at home for Pokémon.
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
The Inter(Viewers) ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/40985745/chapters/102715464)
It’s the longest finished fic of mine and I’m really proud of that fact! I put a lot into it and it has some of my favorite scenes.
Tags: I’m sorry I don’t know who to tag- please my fellow writers jump on this if you want to do this!
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okay so (mostly for my own benefit/organization) heres some shit i have coming up:
- ttid chapter 28. ik what im doing and i have a few little parts written out already, but like 99% of the chapter still needs to be written. im hoping to finish that this week since i know whats going on with that and im used to writing that story in between classes and shit. hopefully it will be out this weekend, or early next week at the latest
-the last wish au (fucking FINALLY right?). i got pretty stuck with writers block for it for a WHILE, so i decided to just put it on the back-burner for a bit. recently, though, ive gotten all my thoughts and shit down in once place, and basically created a VERY detailed outline. bc its probably gonna be shorter than ttid (like. a handful of longer chapters most likely instead of ) im planning to write all/almost all of it over my spring break next week, so i can edit/post the chapters in the following weeks
-oneshots!! i have too fucking many oneshot ideas, most of which are supposed to be gifts for people :D i tend to work on oneshots when i need breaks fron longer projects, so they will most likely (hopefully) be worked on during break in between the last wish au and potential ttid shit. ideally id like to finish one or two, but we'll see how it goes bc it really depends on my flow for other projects
-this unnamed fucking fic that i literally just had the idea for in study hall :D uh yeah. i was struck with a Concept and i wrote two pages of notes abt it in study hall, and i would very much like to write this thing as soon as possible bc it feels like its gonna be either a short multi-chapter fic or a reeeeeeeally long oneshot that takes place primarily in the city, and ive never really written anything like that before and im very fucking excited by this idea and- yeah gdhdghd at the very least i wanna try and get a better idea of the plotline or ending or something over break. ive got no clue when the fuck this is gonna come out, but im excited by it and i wanna at least start working on it soon :D
if anyone has questions abt any of these projects, feel free to send me an ask bc i am very excited by all of them and knowing people are interested will definitely help my motivation lmao
#my writing#my fics#danger days fics#ttid#i think i have like. 5? oneshot ideas that've been floating around in ny brains sooo#yeah hopefully i get some of those done finally#im mostly gonna try and work through the last wish au tho bc ive been planning that shit out for fucking EVER#but i kept either being too busy to work on it or getting dmacked in the face by writers block so#it will feel really fucking good to finally get that shit done lol
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WIP Whenever
Tagged by @1esk19 Thank you.
Tagging @inquartata30 @wickedwitchofthewilds @highwayphantoms @pip-n-flinx No obligations
My brain has recently been on fire about a new original story idea. It’s in the first person POV which I’m terrible at. So I’m sure the grammar is all over the place. But I’m having fun with it. Just finished the fic today. So fresh off the presses, here we go.
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So before I’ve got started working as an agent I was just floating around, signing myself up as a test subject for various medical studies. All above the board of course. Most were boring. Take this pill, wait for a while. Fill out this questionnaire. Come back if you feel weird. Rinse and repeat.
Those paid very little. I was broke so I had to well… take up more *challenging* work.
I saw the flyer at the local university I’m enrolled at. An anaesthetic experiment, a one day commitment. Not a months long one that paid me only a few hundred. This was one day’s work for the same amount. Sounds good. I signed up.
I went. They explained. I didn’t really listen and signed the paper work. I was used to it. It was just the standard bullshit — I assume. This time, it was. Nothing out of the ordinary really.
They gave me a gown. I got changed. There were others. We all got IVs in our hands. They had a hard time looking for mine at first until I told them to use the one at my elbow. My veins are weird like that.
What we’re supposed to do is just lay down on the MRI, they would play words into the headphones and we’re supposed to hit the a button when we heard words. Meanwhile, propofol or was it ketamine, I told you I wasn’t listening, will be flowing into our veins at an increased dose until we lose consciousness. As that’s all going on, they would also be taking scans of our brains. That’s the whole deal.
There were doctors and nurses on standby. O2 tanks and crash carts were ready, but they said they wouldn’t be sedating us that deeply. People had propofol all the time without needing any oxygen support. Blah blah blah. Sure, fine, whatever. Just give me my money when this is all done.
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Spread love to fanfic writers! Answer these questions about your fanfics then send this to 5 other fanfic writers 💙 Name a fic you loved writing the most. Name a fic that others loved but you didn’t care for as much. Name a fic you had the most fun writing. Name a fic that you are the most proud of. Name a fic that you wish had gotten more recognition. Name your happiest/saddest/most comedic fics!
omg thank you so much for the ask!! sorry this got so long ahaha
a fic i loved writing is probably going to be candles and cuddles, my most recent Spencer Reid fic just because the idea for the fic and also the entire writing process happened over the course of like... a week at most and i just love when the idea and the words just flow out of my brain:) also i just want to be comforted by reid so much:(((he so cute:(((
a fic that others loved but you didn’t care for as much... hmmm idk about this because like,,, i love all of the fics ive written. but if we changed this to a fic that got way more attention than i thought it would then id say control me, one of my yelena fics from 2021 (18+!!) i truly was like... horrendously desperate for her for like a good 4 months of my life and i just wrote insane thirst for her ahajaja i never expected my horniness to get so much attention
a fic i had the most fun writing would definitely be the jean "am i your lockscreen?" fic omgggg i adored writing that fic so much!!! hes like my cutie little angel and hes so sweet and !!! aaaaa i just ˢᵒᵇ(ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣ ہ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ ✿)ˢᵒᵇ that fic was just so fun to write, just so silly and cutesy tehe
a fic i am the most proud of is without a doubt my brothers best friend gojo fic (18+!!) bec it took me so long to write it and i was absolutely wasting away while writing it and i was so sure i would never get it finished, it was crazy. and it was so unlike anything id ever written before, especially since it was long!!!! once it was finished i could've easily cried tears of joy
a fic that i wish had gotten more recognition... ooohhh good question. the most obvious answer is this levi fic but i barely acknowledge that one anymore because of how badly it flopped so... lets go with my reiner morning kisses fic!! ᵕ̈
name your happiest/saddest/most comedic fics.... most of my fics are probably happy ones tbh but the fic i go back to the most that makes me super happy to read is probably my din fic, summer skin ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶
i dont think i really have any sad fics.... im terrible with angst ajajsjs (although my current reiner wip is angst adjacent)
but comedic fics... honestly probably the "am i your lockscreen?" jean fic, or the kitty got claws eren fic hehehe
this was so fun!!! thank you again for sending this!!! <333
#i had too much fun going through my fics and sorting them like this omggggg#in love w this ask#because i feel like you don't get a lot of opportunities to talk about old fics that you've written!!!#but this was just perfect!!<333#asks#sage.writes#mutuals#milky-aeons
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WAUGH HELLO!!!! THANK YOU FOR THE ASK!!!!! i hope u do not mind the frequency with which i have been liking and reblogging your posts on demonzoro you simply have good taste and good ideas
3. What’s your favorite emotion to write?
ok so like how insane do i sound if i say just like. emotional breakdowns. panic. because theres something so cathartic to me about writing just...stream of consciousness runons about someone absolutely Losing It that i cannot get elsewhere. but OTHER than that probably like...distant fondness or affection? like when you look at someone and you just feel yourself melt a little because you like them so much. thats a lot of fun
4. What kind of endings do you prefer?
i like writing endings that leave some amount of room for elaboration or interpretation (mostly in case i want to revisit a fic or story and write more related to it tbh) but typically im a sucker for a happy ending, or relatively happy. as much as i enjoy putting my guys through the ringer i usually like to let them out of it at the end with a mostly positive situation lol
10. Show a piece from your current WIP/most recent story, up to 30 words.
i havent written any fic in quite a while (something i tbh DESPERATELY wanna get back to, the ideas just aint flowing) but ive been working on a LOT of personal writing!!!
the story im writing right now is told from the perspective of a sword, and the swords got shit goin on that i wont explain rn (if any of yall wanna hear it just lmk ive got all the details in me brain) but here's a bit i wrote today:
She was bright as a star, the most of my home I had ever seen. After all, the void does not have eyes until it is torn from itself.
(thanks again for the ask, i appreciate it greatly!!!)
#ask#shrinewreck#ask game#HASHTAG I LOVE WRITING SO BAD#im at this point i reach a lot where like#i have characters and themes i really like but no concrete story ideas for fic?#like thats the case with me and a Lot of one piece characters rn#but it usually comes to me given enough time
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THANK U SM ILY HFIREJIJFOIJFR
Despite the fact I've started an extremely long and detailed multi-chapter fic, which I love dearly, it is no secret that I prefer one-shots. I have a hard time finishing fic and one-shots leave no room for incomplete fics when I get too busy! They also tend to do better for me somehow.
4. My new ideas... I get a lot of inspo from other people, from other fics, and from fanart! I thrive off of other people a LOT. Sometimes I do just love rewatching something and letting my mind wander tho
17. When writing becomes difficult for me (which it often does) I usually just try to center myself with things that make me feel better about it. Rereading the fic itself to remember why I loved it, talking to other people about the fic, trying to be patient with myself to actually have fun with it, re-reading the heart-wrenching comments left for me (SERIOUSLY I LOVE THIS SM), and most of all remembering that creativity is an ebb and flow and I won't always be creative!
27. My favorite part of writing has to be when I actually complete something and put it out into the word. Whether that is a chapter or a one-shot, when I finally get to share this thing that I've been doing with others... it's so good. I also love being able to see the surprise when I give them a twist. My least favorite part has to be.. well sometimes I get to a scene, right? I've done some research, have to do more (ugh!) which feels like a lot. Then when I finally get to writing it, I don't know where I want the scene to go what's going to happen next. Even the tiny details like how they're going to stand. Getting over those little hurdles takes me a while sometimes. All I want to do is get into the meat of the dialogue! Ugh!
33. I do actually want to be published some day! I have something I've been working on for a long, long time but I've never had the confidence to really get into or finish. Lately I hit a slump with it and it kind of bummed me out for a while. I'm glad I can write other things like LWH.
49. Rude reviews... unfortunately for me I don't have a big enough pull in order to get comments like that. Usually I have an overwhelmingly positive response to my writing. There was once when I was just starting to write... *shudder* they dragged me all over Twitter. It was a whole thing. I kind of deserved it.
58. What part of writing do I like the most. Hm. This one is tough. Going to be totally honest here, I only outline fics like LWH that have a lot of details I don't want to mess up and I barely use or stick to the outline. I guess if I had to pick it would be between brainstorming and reading the final product. I get caught up in brainstorming a lot because I have so many ideas so quickly and its usually main plots and relationships. I have so many ideas that die in this phase and it kind of sucks, but I love the rush that comes with new exciting ideas. Reading the final product would probably be my fave part though- not the editing. Just. I like to come back to my fic after a while, like a few days or a week or so, and then reread it. And its like I get to read that fanfic I was looking for that tickles all the right spots. Because I did that. (Sometimes, if Ive waited long enough, I forget what happens and its all new to me!!)
61. I guess I continue writing fics for two reasons. (Im so sorry I'm indecisive). 1- I love being able to share them with people and see their reactions. it gets me every time. 2- recently I've been really into writing for me. It isn't just about other people. Especially with LWH where I've done so much research, it feels like. Heres this thing. I want to do it to finish it, yeah, to share it, maybe. But I really wanna do it because I like seeing where it goes and I like being able to apply my research in interesting ways.
70. I am So embarrassed to tell people I write. Like if I know you IRL there is NO way I'm telling you anything about my writing. Maybe because of being on Tumblr? IDK. But online I'm way more willing and happy to share cause. you're never going to look me in the eyes and know I wrote smut fanfiction about Sans/Komaeda. You're never going to know about the terrible things I've written about. If I just had LWH on my page, maybe, since I'm mostly proud of that even if it is a little weird, but... I have so many others.
Thank you so much for the Ask! I realize I don't talk much on here about my writing and my process. It's so fun!
Feel free to ask me more questions from here!
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I PICKED A WHOLE BUNCH AGAJAHS
⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?
🙋♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfiction?
💖 What made you start writing?
❌ What's a trope you will never write?
🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?
🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?
⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?
WAHOOO TY :D
⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?
So many. So so many. You would not believe the amount of scrapped or unfinished pieces that I've got in my drafts. Definitely more than what has been posted here for SURE.
🙋♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfiction?
Yeah, I'm fairly open about it with my closest friends (who do like to clown on me for being a genshin impact fan and an anime boy enjoyer etc etc (all in good fun tho)) though I wouldn't tell them the name of my blog. My boyfriend knows of course, he often gets early admission to ideas and brainrots and drafts and access to the fics I'd never post online :3
💖 What made you start writing?
Not a point of bragging but I've always had a bit of a knack for writing, so as I began to fall behind in other subjects I kind of threw myself more into writing - a lot of it came about for coping reasons, just me seeking to make things that could comfort me when I was feeling down, ways to get certain ideas to stop rolling around in my head so much, or even ways to help me process things I was going through at big times in my life (even if I didn't realise it at the time - there are some fics I go back and read and realise ive unintentionally been mirroring real life things that were happening to me during that time).
I also am just a sort of. creative person in general, I do a lot of visual art but I find it takes a lot of spoons and mental energy that I just don't always have - I've been slowly learning to take more pride in my writing and the way it has improved over the years - sometimes I struggle to see my own writing as a 'valid' piece of art because I just... I find it almost... easy, if that makes sense? It takes less spoons and often feels like less thought so my brain kind of goes "ah yes I'm somehow cheating at this" and refuses to see it as a Real Piece of Media I Created. But I've been getting better!! So yeah I think I've always been a bit of a writer but I only really started getting into it around high school, and I only started posting it online super recently (this blog is the first time ive ever shared my writing with a wider audience!)
sorry for the mostly offtopic ramble aha im a little all over the place rn but yeah !! this was an interesting subject to think about ty <3
❌ What's a trope you will never write?
Honestly? There's genuinely not much i won't write. If I can find a way to spin it that'll get the brain juice flowing, I'm set. There are certain things I'd write that I'd never post, but that's a different kettle of fish entirely (thats such a strange phrase to me jkahsfd)
🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?
Childe and Itto are SO Fun to write, Childe for his general unhinged-ness, and Itto for his dialogue and himbo tendencies !! I'm enjoying writing Diavolo from om! for the same reasons honestly.
🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?
I like to clown to my bf about the notes and numbers and the like, like I'll say things like "oh damn tumblr is thirsty for diluc and not itto, how sad" but honestly numbers aren't something that phase me much - i think there are a few different aspects in which I feel like a fic of mine can be successful
The writing process - If i had fun writing it, thinking about it, and/or feel better/lighter for having written it, then it's a success in that aspect
Feedback - i try not to let too much hinge on this since it's such a finicky aspect but like. If i get positive feedback and comments on a piece, rest assured I've read every one about three times over. It makes me so happy to see others engage in my content, and to have people say things like "i needed this today" or "this made me smile" means more than any of you will ever ever know - writing is a source of comfort to me, and the fact that i'm able to share it and bring comfort to others as well is just. it makes me so so happy.
⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?
Really depends on the inspiration level and how I'm rotating the ideas around in my brain - some pieces I can get the idea, then have it started and finished within one sitting, others I need some time to kind of sit on before a scenario comes to me. If it's something I'm particularly inspired for I can reach well over 1k words an hour. I don't really edit or proofread the pieces I post either, I just hit send and hope for the best (I've definitely come back to a piece weeks later to realise there's been a typo in it the whole time, oops)
#asks#general barks#thanks so much for sending these in !! they were rly fun to answer oooo#general howls
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Story of Another Us | Week 2
university au, platonic af
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I’m hanging by a thread
“How have you been?” asked my therapist, Helena. “Has anything happened since the last time we saw each other?”
I recounted the last week and a half. School starting, commuting between uni, my boyfriend’s house and my house. Trying to avoid the green man living at my house.
“And how have you been coping with it?”
Mentally shutting down.
“My boyfriend’s dog is very comforting,” I said, which wasn’t a lie at all.
Helena took notes, scribbling on her clipboard. “That’s interesting. Why do you think dogs are so comforting?”
“They don’t judge you. They still love you, even when you’re a giant mess,” I explained. “I don’t know how my boyfriend feels about having to constantly reassure me and help me through panic attacks. It must be exhausting for him. But his dog just sits with me until I feel better.”
“You know Bella, I’m sure your boyfriend loves you no matter what. The fact that he’s come to these sessions with you says that,” Helena reassured. “Why didn’t he come today, iIf I may ask?”
“Oh, he’s just working.”
“YouTube work?” Helena knew all about our jobs as YouTubers, it was partly the reason why I would see her every week.
“Yeah, he’s behind schedule,” I said.
“Oh, does that affect your relationship in any way?”
“Yeah, I mean…” I shrugged out of habit. “It’s harder to see each other or spend time together because we’re both so busy with filming and I have school and a job on the side. I mean, we do see each other because I stay with him during the week, but y’know… still busy.”
Helena kept writing on her clipboard. “So you’re both very occupied during the day, and the relationship is still happy and satisfying?”
“Of course! We always find a way.”
“Well that’s good! It’s a sign of a healthy relationship. Anything else happen this last week?”
Jack came to mind. I wasn’t sure what to say about him, but it just began to spill out.
“My boyfriend’s friend, also a YouTuber, is staying here for the semester. Like, he’s going back and forth between Mark’s house, my house, and uni, like I am. And he’s nice, he seems to mean well, but I’m a little overwhelmed,” I admitted.
“What’s this friend’s name?”
“Jack.”
“Why do you think you’re overwhelmed by Jack?”
“He’s an extrovert, he’s very talkative and loud and energetic. He’s staying in my house on weekends.” It sounded really stupid and rude when I said it out loud.
“You’ve told me that you don’t like meeting people, correct? Does Mark know that?”
“Yeah, he keeps asking if I’m okay and if Jack makes me uncomfortable.”
“He hasn’t caused you any harm or threatened you, has he?”
I shook my head. “No, not at all. He’s actually… really, really sweet.” I felt like such an asshole.
“Why do you think you feel this way? Is it because you’re introverted?”
It’s because of anxiety disorder, the thing you diagnosed me with. Stay with me, Helena.
“I don’t know, it just happens,” I said. “It happens with everyone I meet.”
“You think new situations are scary?” she guessed.
That makes me sound really childish. Granted, I wasn’t really giving her much to work with. I usually spoke more when Mark was here.
“Well, look at it as if your mind and body are protecting you. You don’t know a lot about Jack, right? So, in away, you’re bracing yourself in case he steps out of line?”
“I guess. That seems to make sense.” Do I actually feel that? Who knows? Not me!
I didn’t feel any better after the session. I was practically complaining about poor old me and my living situation. Poor me with a college education. Poor me with a nice boyfriend who lets me stay in his house.
The ache in my chest was getting harder to ignore once I was driving home. I thought talking it out was supposed to help. I thought I would have felt better after therapy. I had to pull over in a Walmart parking lot so I could pull myself together.
I rubbed my hands together, only to feel really… strange. I was extremely aware of my hands. I kept looking out the window, paranoid that I was being watched. I kept checking the gear shift to make sure I was still in park. I wanted to cry. I felt like I was losing myself, like I was going to die.
And then my breathing went short, confirming my fears. I was dying. My short twenty three years were ending.
I felt small and trapped. I felt cold, but I was sweating buckets. I was too scared to get out of the car in case anyone saw me being a complete trainwreck. I could hear myself wheezing but it didn’t feel real.
My phone buzzed, making me jump and cry even more. I grabbed it, my hands shaking and still very there and tried to speak. I only retched and coughed.
“Are you dying?” It was Jack. Of all fucking people. He sounded amused until he heard me sobbing. “Bella, are you okay?”
“Mark…” I managed to get out.
I heard some commotion on the other line. I cried some more.
“Bella? What’s wrong? Where are you?” my boyfriend sounded calm, but concerned.
“I’m d-dying…” I cried.
“Are you hurt?” he asked me.
“I-I’m… panic.. Help…”
“Okay, Bella,” Mark said, “listen to me. I know it’s scary, but you’re in a safe place. Can you tell me where you are?”
I tried to listen to him. I tried to focus on where I was before death came for me. “Walmart…”
“Okay, good. Me and Ryan are going to come and get you. Okay? You’re going to be just fine. Bella?”
I hummed.
“Can you breathe for me? Take one deep breath.”
I tried. In through my nose, out through my mouth. I was still hyperventilating and shaking. I was still dizzy.
“Can you do it again?” he asked gently. “You’re doing good. We’re on our way there. You’re going to be okay.”
~
Mark drove me back to my apartment once I was calm enough. I preferred to be in my own home after a panic attack mainly because I didn’t want to face anybody at Mark’s house. It was too embarrassing. Being around other people would just bring my anxiety back up again, and home was my sanctuary.
“Do you know what set you off?” asked Mark as we entered the small vicinity.
“Nope,” I replied, immediately going to my bedroom.
Naturally, Mark followed me. “What, it just happened out of nowhere?”
“Well, that’s how it usually is,” I said, indifferent. “I’m sorry you had to deal with all of that.”
“No, don’t do that,” Mark firmly said. “You don’t have to apologize for anything. It’s not your fault this happens.”
I sighed, plopping down onto my unmade bed. “Still, you don’t deserve to put up with me like this all the time.” It’s also frustrating when he asks why. Honey, I wish I knew.
“Hey, I am more than happy to help you get through it,” he reassured. “And I’m glad that you trust me. I know you’re not choosing to have anxiety. I just want you to know that I’m here for you when you need me. Don’t feel embarrassed or ashamed when you need help. I’m happy to help, and Ryan was too when I asked him to come with me. The boys are all worried about you.”
I couldn’t help the eyeroll. “You’re just saying that.”
“No, I’m serious. You should have seen Jack’s face when he realized you weren’t okay.”
“I don’t want people worrying!” I finally snapped. “I don’t want his pity, I don’t want anyone’s pity!”
“It’s not pity! They actually care about you! They don’t want you to suffer like this, and neither do I! Why do you get so upset when someone cares about you?”
I couldn’t look him in the eyes. Here he was, trying to make me feel better, and I was just shitting on it.
It’s not that I was upset. It was just hard to process the fact that someone is willing to be around me, or even be willing to date me even though I’m like this. I felt like I was too sick and too unstable. But I couldn’t tell Mark because I would get another “why” and I was too tired for that.
I wouldn’t blame him if he left me, but at the same time I didn’t want him to leave me. And I really couldn’t tell him that because it was all sorts of manipulative. There were a lot of things I couldn’t tell him because of manipulation. I was so toxic, I really didn’t understand why he wanted to be near me.
“Do you want me to leave you alone?” I knew he wasn’t asking out of spite or annoyance, deep down. Very deep down.
I shook my head.
“Okay. I’ll be here.”
~
Mark spent the night, even though it meant he couldn’t record and upload his first video of the day on time. I tried not to feel guilty. He recorded at my house, but he had to edit with Matt at his, and I was a heavy sleeper. He said he didn’t want to wake me up since I had a hard time yesterday. Meaning, we were back at his house around the time Jack and I were supposed to go to campus. About twenty minutes before Mark’s second video was supposed to go up. Oops.
Besides that, I was expecting the awkward, “elephant-in-the-room” silence when Jack came out to join me in the car. He was the one who found me in my distress. I didn’t mind silence, typically. It wouldn’t be the first time I was the cause of awkward silence.
“Morning!” he cheerily greeted as he took Mark’s place in the passenger seat.
“You kids be good now!” Mark called as he walked to the front door.
“Bye, Daddy! I love you!” Jack returned.
“Oh my god,” I chuckled under my breath.
“How are you, Bella?” Jack asked me, clearly in high spirits. Surely he wasn’t speaking mentally, or following my panic attack from yesterday. He was just being polite. Right?
“I’m good,” I replied. But my stupid ass still said, “Sorry you had to hear me over the phone like that yesterday.”
He waved it off. “Don’t be sorry. I did get a little worried, but Mark said you were okay. And you look and sound okay.”
“Yeah, well, he stayed with me, so it was all good.” As long as I remained indifferent, I wouldn’t feel guilty.
The silence I was originally expecting happened only for a few seconds. Jack could never stay quiet.
“Can I ask you something about your anxiety?”
“Sure.” I felt my stomach sink.
“Does it happen, your panic attacks and such, does it happen randomly or do you get triggered?” he asked, sounding genuinely curious.
“Both,” I replied. “Like the one from yesterday was unexpected. But there’s also certain things I can’t do because it will make my anxiety spike.”
“Things like what? Or is that too personal?” He sounded a lot more sincere now. Maybe that’s why it was so easy to tell him.
“Well,” I began. “I can’t go to parties, unless I’m already intoxicated, and I don’t really drink much to begin with. I can’t go to stores where I know the employees go up to customers and talk to them. Can’t make phone calls. Oh, and so help me god if I find a bug anywhere in my house. And scary movies. Well, actually anything horror I can’t handle.”
Jack nodded, listening intently. “That must be really hard to live your life around that. Wait, so if you don’t do horror, does that mean you don’t like Halloween?”
“Unfortunately, no.” That was one thing I got laughed at for, but so far he was taking it seriously.
“Oh, well that sucks. Does Mark know all of your triggers?”
“Yeah, he’s pretty good at keeping those things away from me and helping me through my attacks. Way better than the last person I dated.”
“Did you ex-boyfriend know about your anxiety?”
Here we go. The moment that will determine if I really can be friends with this guy.
“Ex-girlfriend,” I corrected. “She knew, but there were a lot of things going on that tied in with my anxiety. She didn’t really know how to handle me. Can’t say I blame her.”
“Well, still,” Jack said. “If she knew you were in distress, wouldn’t she try to help you?”
“You’d think,” I replied. “But things were just as hard for her. She hadn’t come out yet, and her family was honestly the most homophobic group of people I had ever met. It was hard, they would get suspicious. I had to break up with her.”
“That must’ve been hard... “
“Oh, it was. And after we had broken up too. It was really hard. But I found Mark some time later and things got better. He makes me really happy.”
“I can tell.” There was a pause. “You make him really happy too.”
I smiled, yet I found it hard to believe. “Really?”
“Yeah, he’s so much happier! I remember him telling me over Skype when you guys first started dating. He was really giddy! I think you changed him.”
“Really?” My voice went up and octave.
“Yes! He’s absolutely crazy about you!”
Oh god, don’t squeal like a little girl. Don’t giggle like an idiot. Stop blushing!
“You really like him, don’t you?” Jack said, seeing the look on my face.
I nodded, my face red and my heart fluttering.
~
“Why do I need a physical education class?” whined Jack. “The place is closing anyway!”
“They’re probably trying to suck as much money out of us as possible,” I replied. “On the bright side, you get to deal with me for another whole hour and fifteen minutes!”
More like I was dealing with him. Not going to lie though, it would be interesting to see if Jack could stay quiet in a yoga class. Yes, Jack, of all people, was going to take yoga with me. It was only because all the other classes were either canceled or full, and he had no other choice. So now it was three out of four classes I had with him.
“I don’t even have a mat or anything!” he said as we approached the multipurpose room.
“There’s some you could borrow,” I told him. “It’s actually really fun once you get used to it.”
“We could do the yoga challenge!” he joked.
“Actually, that’s not a bad idea,” I told him. “We should do it once we’re good enough.”
“Or we could do it while we suck because it’ll be funnier.”
We made it to the MPR. The instructor was already there, along with other new classmates. Jack went to her to make sure he was added to the class roster. I unrolled my mat in a spot in the back of the room, and then I removed my shoes and put them by the wall behind me. Not long after, I saw Jack with his own borrowed mat, unrolling it directly in front of the mirrors. He looked back at me, gesturing for me to join him. I actually debated it, but then a really short girl with dark brown and blonde hair took the space next to him.
I only watched her because I recognized her. She unrolled her mat and then went to the back of the room to drop her backpack and take off her shoes. She didn’t even notice me staring. It was the captain of the dance team. The girl with the dance solo that broke my gay little heart. In all honesty, she looked downright angry, like she didn’t want to be here.
Of course, when she took her place at the front of the room, Jack talked to her. I couldn’t hear what he was saying to her, but I could see her expression through the mirror. She was not interested in anything he had to say. She probably would have snapped on him if the instructor hadn’t brought the class to order.
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#jacksepticeye fanfiction#markiplier fanfiction#soau#sweetheart writes#ive had a recent flow of ideas for this fic#so now i just wanna write and write and write#i also started writing the sequel#thats how far ive gotten#and i genuinely enjoy writing this#so im not too bothered that no one reads this#its just.... here
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Part i of the Without You series: When Colson and Megan break up, the boys count on Y/N to piece Colson back together, which only leads to disaster.
Colson x Reader
Warnings: Colson being kind of a dick, cursing, a little bit of aggression/ violence. This one’s definitely angsty.
A/N: This was supposed to be just a one part fic. Then that turned into 2 parts. And then 3. And then all of a sudden I had written 5 parts and over 10,000 words. Enjoy 😊 (also this is v unedited so if you see a mistake... mind ya business)
Word Count: 2084
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When you got the text from Rook, you knew it was probably gonna be bad.
Megan just left him, for good. Not gonna be pretty the next few days so maybe don’t come by anytime soon.
Your heart broke for your best friend. Colson had been really in love with Megan. And as much as you hated seeing them together for your own personal reasons, you could tell he was really happy.
Ok. Let me know if you guys need me. If it gets bad I can take Casie for a few days. Take care of him for me pls.
You and Colson had been friends for years now. You knew almost everything about each other, you told him everything. He let you crash at his place after your ex kicked you out, and you had spent many hours curled up with him, watching stupid movies to distract him from his most recent breakup or mental breakdown.
But this was different. Colson told you he wanted to marry her at some point, and you knew he wasn’t lying. And you couldn’t blame him. As much as you hated no longer being the only women (other than Casie) in his life, you couldn’t dislike Megan. She was just one of those people who everyone loved.
The thought of texting Colson crossed your mind, but you weren’t sure if it would hurt or help. From the sound of it, he was a wreck.
So, naturally, you texted Pete.
Have you talked to Cols yet?
With Colson came Pete, or came you, you weren’t really sure. Somewhere along the way you and Pete had become close friends. He was like the older brother you’d never asked for, and he would probably say something similar about you.
You couldn’t really explain it, Pete could read you like a book. And because of that, he knew everything. He was the only one to catch on to the way you sometimes looked at Colson for too long, or got irritated when he’d bring a new girl around.
I’m heading over there right now. You should talk to him.
You rolled your eyes.
Not sure that’s the best idea. You guys are better at handling... all that. Once he gets a little less angry then I’ll take him.
Pete texted you back a few minutes later.
Thanks for the support, kid. I’ll keep you updated. Just pulled in.
Good luck, Petey.
You tossed your phone on your bed, a sigh leaving your lips. You decided worrying was a problem for another day.
No more than 12 hours later you were getting a phone call from Rook.
“Dude it’s like 4 in the morning, why are you calling me.”
“Y/N, we’ve tried everything. He’s locked up in his room and every time one of us tries to talk to him he blows up. Literally he almost punched Slim a few hours ago.”
You pinched the bridge of your nose, groaning at the predicament. “So now you want me to come over?” You asked, “What do you think I’m gonna be able to do?”
“Well he’s not gonna try and hit you for one. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but he’s significantly nicer to you than to anyone else.”
“What do I even say to him? “Sorry that the love of your life broke up with you but at least we can smoke pot and watch Spongebob?” I mean come on, man. I’m not good at this.”
“Please.” He pleaded, “We’re all out of options and I can’t stand to see him get any worse than he is.”
You moved off your bed and towards your dresser. “Fine, I’ll be there in 15.”
You threw on the first pair of sweatpants you could find and slipped on shoes, grabbing your key and heading out the door.
True to your word, you pulled up to the house 15 minutes later, parking on the side of the street and heading straight into the house. When the guys saw you, they visibly brightened up.
“You guys are such fucking wimps.” You rolled your eyes as you made your way towards the stairs.
Baze chuckled, “We love you Y/N.”
You rolled your eyes and continued on your way, stopping by Casie’s room to see if she was asleep. To your surprise, she wasn’t.
“Hey sweet girl,” you whispered as you entered her room, “why are you still up?”
She smiled a little when she saw you. “Couldn’t sleep. I’m really worried about Dad.”
You leaned on her doorframe, sending her a sad smile. “I am too. But he’ll be okay. Your dad’s pretty tough.”
“I know,” she sighed, “but he really liked Megan.”
“Did you?” You ask, trying to gauge her emotions.
“I mean, I guess so. She was nice to me. Most of his girlfriends aren’t that nice to me.”
“That’s a pretty shitty way to measure if you like someone or not.” She giggles at that. “Don’t tell your dad I said that word in front of you.”
“Ok. She was nice. And she made him happy so, yeah, I guess I liked her. Not as much as I like you but...” Casie’s voice got higher as she dragged out the last word and you just rolled your eyes with a chuckle.
Casie had this fantasy of you and Colson getting married one day, but you always told her it would never happen.
“Ok kiddo, whatever you say.” You teased her, “try and get some sleep, okay?”
She nodded with a smile. “Are you gonna go talk to Dad?”
“Yeah. I’ll talk to you later, okay? If you need to come over and talk or stay the night or anything just call me, okay?”
“Okay. Love you.” She said quietly.
“Love you too, Case.”
You shut the door to her room, moving down the hallway to Colson’s door. You took a deep breath, trying to mentally prepare for what was about to happen, and knocked.
“I told you guys to go the fuck away.” A muffled yet angry voice said from the opposite side of the door.
“It’s me, Cols. Y/N.” You said, hoping he could hear you.
When you got no response you asked, “Can I come in?”
A few more seconds of silence followed, and then the lock clicked and the door opened. You stood face-to-face with your best friend. His hair was a mess, falling in his face. The bags under his eyes were darker than ever, and the frown he wore made him look even more pathetic. You felt your heart breaking.
As you met his eyes, you gave him a sad smile. “Hey Cols.”
Instead of responding, he wrapped his arms around you, leaning down and resting his head on your shoulder. You reached up and ran your fingers through his hair.
He started walking backwards, pulling you with him as he continued to hug you. One of his hands pushed the door shut and he sat on his bed, finally letting go of you.
You looked down at him, grabbing his hand and holding it in your own. It was something you had done before, you two were very touchy people and so half of your friendship was just you two cuddling or play fighting or holding hands.
“So we can do one of three things,” you started, “We can talk about it, we can cuddle and watch something stupid and pretend nothing’s wrong, or we can get high and do something stupid.”
For the first time in what you would imagine to be all night, Colson smiled. it was a very small smile, but you took it.
He looked up at you through his eyelashes. “And by stupid you mean...”
You rolled your eyes, “I mean we can go set off bottle rockets in the backyard or try to jump off your roof and into the pool.”
“Oh damn. I was hoping you were gonna say you would suck my dick.”
Your eyes widened at his bluntness and the implication. You shoved his shoulder, “Colson! That’s gross!” You giggled, but his expression was unwaveringly serious.
“I’m being serious.” He deadpanned and you furrowed your eyebrows.
“Colson what the fuck?” Your mind was spinning trying to figure out if he was joking.
You got your answer when he stood up, grabbing your waist and leaning over you. “I thought you’d want to...”
You took in a breath at the sudden proximity, trying to back away from him but his grip remaining firmly on your waist. “Colson, stop. Please. This isn’t funny.”
You could smell the alcohol on his breath and you had to keep reminding yourself of that fact. He’s drunk, and sad, and doesn’t know what he’s saying.
“I thought you’d want to, cause it’ll make me happy. And you’ll do anything to make me happy.” One of his hands reached up and grabbed your jaw, making sure you couldn’t look away.
“Colson you’re being a fucking weirdo, let me go.” You raised your voice. Your heart was racing at this point and the thoughts flowing around your head were not pretty.
You were always anxious for the day he’d figure you out. When he’d finally realize how you felt for him. But this was worse than anything you’d thought of.
“You’ll do anything to make me happy because you love me, right?”
You felt tears stinging in your eyes, wanting nothing more but to look away from his sinister expression. The way he was looking at you made it very clear that he was enjoying your discomfort, your embarrassment.
“Colso-”
He walked forwards, pushing you gently against the wall. His arms went to either side of you, his face inches from yours. You tried to look away, but his hand on your jaw forced you to face him.
Any other time you would have loved for Colson to pin you against his wall, but this was wrong.
“Just say it. Say you’re in love with me, and I’ll drop it.”
“Colson, what the fuck are you on right now?” You tried to steer the topic away from you, but he wouldn’t have it.
“Say it.”
You reached up to try and push his chest away from you, but he was much taller and stronger than you, so you did nothing.
“Just tell me!” He yelled at your silence. A tear slipped down your cheek as you trembled under him. His face was red and his eyes were watering.
“Why are you doing this?” You whispered. This all felt like a bad dream, like a nightmare you couldn’t wake up from.
“Because I need to know if she was right.” His voice got a little quieter, but he still wouldn’t move away from you. “I need to know if the reason the love of my fucking life just left me is true.”
You were shaking, your breaths getting shorter. “What are you talking about.” Your words were choked. The grip on your jaw started to get a little too tight.
“I defended you!” He yelled, tears falling from his face. “She told me that you were in love with me and I defended you.”
“Colson you’re hurting me.” You whined, trying to wriggle your way out of his grasp. He ignored your statement and continued talking, but his grip loosened slightly.
“And then she told me that she thinks I’m in love with you.” His voice was getting darker. “And that’s why she left. So I want to make it very clear to you.” He paused, leaning closer to your ear. “I will never love you. Ever. Not now, not in a million lifetimes. You mean nothing to me.”
Your vision was blurry from your tears, so you blindly reached out to push him away from you. His body seemed to have given up, as he moved backwards out of your way, stumbling slightly. Through your tears you could make out a smug smile on the man before you ran out of the room, slamming the door behind you.
You ran down the stairs, the guys waiting for you to give them good news, but their hope turned to concern once they saw you. You walked straight past them towards the door, not trusting yourself to say anything without breaking completely.
As you reached for the door handle you heard a faint yell from upstairs, followed by loud banging, and then silence. You sniffled, turning the handle and leaving the house, much to the protest of your friends.
#mgk#mgk imagine#mgk angst#machine gun kelly#machine gun kelly imagine#Colson baker#colson x reader#colson baker imagine#colson baker angst#est#xx
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Don’t Prank Your Nemesis
Chapter 1
hey yall! so this is the first fic ive ever gotten this far and organized with, inspired by this art by @this-is-z-art-blog. i was going to post it as a oneshot, but since ive been swept up in some other hyperfixations recently, i thought i would post the first part as chapter 1 and post the rest when I get back into writing!
tw for blood, gunshot wound, and inexperienced medical care of said gunshot wound
anyway, hope yall enjoy!
This was bad.
Just about the worst case scenario, really.
He never should've budged on Elle's idea to revenge prank Vlad.
They should've stayed away from the froot loop's godforsaken mansion and his stupid, powerful weapons. He should've known Vlad had heard about their plans somehow and was prepared for them. He should've known he was ready with the perfect gun to finally rid himself of his "failed" clone.
He should've been able to take the shot for Elle.
But no. Anything that should've happened was obviously reserved for a different timeline, and now he had a blood loss-addled Elle sat in his shitty little desk chair, blood still flowing from the wound in her abdomen like a goddamn river.
Danny didn't want to think about what would happen if she didn't get proper care in time.
He shook himself out of his thoughts and doubled his pace when Elle let out a pained whimper. He needed to get her bandaged now.
Danny scrambled to get his medical kit from his dresser, knocking over several model rockets in the process. Hopefully no one heard that.
"Elle, I'm sorry, but this is really gonna hurt," he whispered after getting the bandages and gauze out. He didn't know how much damage the bullet did or could still do, but he'd never had to worry about bullets before and therefore decided he'd wait until someone who knew what they were doing could get it out. He lined up the gauze and pressed it to the wound, wincing as she groaned in pain.
"I'm sorry, I—"
"S'okay, just get it over with," Elle hissed, breathing labored.
"I'm gonna need you to hold this gauze for a bit while I wrap the bandage around, can you do that?"
She gave a strained, humorless chuckle at that, which she seemed to instantly regret.
"Do I really have a choice?" Elle said with a glare at the gauze against her side. She replaced Danny's hand on the gauze with her own, wincing and letting out another groan.
"Sorr—"
"Apologize one more time," Elle took a shallow, shuddering breath, "and you'll be fully dead, Danny." Another breath. "I'll be okay," another, "just get this over with please."
Danny nodded quickly before carefully wrapping the wound as quickly as he safely could. Halfway through, he heard his mother at the door.
"Is everything alright in there, sweetheart? It sounded like something fell."
"Yeah, mom, I'm okay!" he said as nonchalantly as possible before realizing there was an echo to his voice.
He hadn't transformed back.
He hadn't transformed back.
It was really just Fuck Up Everything And Get Yourself And Your Cousin Killed Night, huh?
He banished the thought Can this get any worse? before it could fully form. He was not testing that right now.
Danny swore under his breath, shifted back into human form, and immediately continued to wrap Elle up. He needed to at least get that done before his mother inevitably came back to try to get him to stop overshadowing himself or whatever she thought was going on.
It wasn't the best job someone could do, but it would have to suffice. He needed to get out of here and get to— to Clockwork? Would he be able to help? Yes, he was their best bet. Now to just pick Elle up carefully and—
"Get out of my son, you despicable ghost!" Maddie bellowed as she kicked the door open, poised to shoot with her ectoblaster. Luckily, the sight she was met with gave her pause.
There was a still moment as everyone tried to process the scene before them.
"Danny—?"
"Please don't hurt her, she's part human!" Danny pleaded. He lunged to the side to put himself in between Elle and his mother, stumbling from his own injuries in the process.
"What... Danny? What's going on? Where's the ghost?" Maddie asked, confusion briefly furrowing her brow before her face paled at the sight of their injuries. "Oh, God, what on earth happened to you, Danny, and who is this? You both need to go to the hospital, I'll go get your father and the GAV—"
"NO!" Danny and Elle shouted simultaneously.
"No?" Maddie questioned exasperatedly, suspicion creeping into her features.
"The-the doctors won't be able to treat her, she's..." Danny looked anxiously at Elle, "...not fully human."
"Right, you said part, but I'm not a medical doctor, Danny, I can't treat her!"
"And a medical doctor can't treat a half ghost!"
Maddie was taken aback by that. For a few painfully long seconds, he thought she would do something like raise her blaster again or further insist on the hospital. Instead, amazingly, she holstered the blaster she forgot she was holding and visibly steeled herself.
"Let's get your father."
#danny phantom#dani phantom#danielle phantom#vlad masters#maddie fenton#jack fenton#tw gunshot mention#tw injury#tw blood#dont prank your nemesis#constructive criticism welcome#just be gentle pls lol#my fic
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hae interrogationes multae respondeant quia demens .
if you read this entire ask post you deserve a gold star and financial recompensation
Um, Obviously because when you’re adopted by a white guy you automatically become white duhhh
this is about this post lmao and yeah youre absolutely right, you have to hand your poc card in when you get adopted by a white guy.
Do you think Cass would listen to Yanni, the YouTube channel epic symphonic rock, or some other stuff? There's some cool mashups but idk if that's up your alley, I kinda feel like I'm pushing it with my weird taste of music by recommending an orchestra cover of metal, but i just love that sort of thing and mashups :P @harvestyourcherries
i haven’t heard of that? but in my personal (correct) opinion steph listens to classical music, and then both modern and older, and then also stuff like black sabbath, iron maiden, but also hardrock and hardcore. i like the idea of cass just liking the most extreme screaming songs full of noise and then also listen to pachelbel’s 370th sonata yanno? THANK YOU for the rec tho
speaking of ur cass playlist hc...reminds of the time (yesterday) i found 2 playlists randomly on spotify from the same user. one was abt 3 hours of instrumental/classical "dark" & "nostalgic" music. the other almost 11 hours of nothing but hardcore bass/synth/electronic music. just an incredible tightrope act to put on in public. the synth one was also called like "psalms for synth sluts" which is Also incredible
tbh i LOVE synth SO MUCH like for no reason at all but then also cannot handle a poppy electronic beat lmao. but this seems like the kinda thing i’d do but just in one (1) playlist bc i just sort songs by vibe instead of genre? that’s how i end up with britney spears and billy ray cyrus in the same playlist.
Oh, I want Kate Kane playlist next! It would be amazing if you could do one when you have time and will 🙏
how rude would it be of me to just say no? like sorry kate but idk you and also you seem way too keen on the us military for an institution that homophobically targeted you? (and also commits war crimes) but let’s unpack the fact that the institution that caused the death of your mom and sister and also got you blacklisted for being gay is still one you align with???
'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' --- when i tell you i fucking screamed LOL!!!!!!! i can imagine the cameraman not knowing if he should cut to commercial or keep it on these two weirdos fighting on stage (bruce definitely ruffled dick's hair/noogied him right??
about this post but yeah lmao. this cameraman just turns to like the audience to get a reaction and it’s just multiple moments of CLEAR shock.
you are the only funny person on this hellsite
how egotistical is it for me to say that i get this ask multiple times a month? bc it literally happens so often it’s hilarious to me.
Wish there was more john/Bruce content 😔😔😔 was so hungry I actually looked at canon media 😔😔😔 (Justice League Dark babeeeyyyyyy)
check out batman: damned for some mediocre content but at least it’s john/bruce (also very interesting story and stuff, just got very >:( over this weird part where harley quinn tried to r*pe bruce or something? it’s not for everyone)
dick grayson but he's nicki minaj
his anaconda don’t want none,,, unless......
Dick Grayson was never a cop, he played Marshall on Paw Patrol
you are SO right. also paw patrol is a fucking good show idc. that shit could’ve been the new steven universe on this hellsite.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CS1lI0bLI7-/?utm_medium=copy_link
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why do people keep reposting my CONTENT. if you are not funny yourself don’t just grab shit off of tumblr and post it on insta,,, get a life. sidenote: should i start an insta and get all these ppl to take my content down that would be funny as hell.
Might I suggest for a Gotham City Meme: something about the true crime fandom thirsting for the rogues gallery
ok can i just say something slightly controversial?? no? i don’t find true crime ppl who are into criminals funny, that shits disturbing irl im not gonna bring that into my very chill universe.
i may have never seen a 'jason cleaning guns in sink' fic but i do know he WOULD
THANK YOU
bestie im sorry to say this to you but while you can, and people do wash their guns in the sink, that is a lot of lead in a very vital part of the kitchen.
people tend to do it in the bathtub.
WHY???? like damn why do you even have guns
i dont think i read many gun sink fics exactly but i have read lots of fics where jason cleanes his guns in the living room. usualy dissembles them and cleans them with a rag i think
lmao fair enough, like i think that’s a large part of what i remember as well.
if you say you've seen/read gun sink fics I believe you. I think those of us who didn't see them are lucky or maybe didn't search for fics by tags or something idk
i mean ive never sought them out but i HAVE seen them,, like definitely i know almost for certain.
saw your tags and I'm interested in Steph/Kara now. They would be the most chaotic couple <3
literally thoooo, i have a wip where they get together in a zombie apocalypse and like UGGGHhhh i am so in love with them.
I am the Breece anon. Thanks for the recommendation; am reading now. I’ve always been a hardcore Superman fan because I love my pure himbo farm boy. My logic is, if one Bruce is a Broose, then multiple Broose are a herd of Breece. And this is a hill upon which I will perish.
fair enough,,,, like moose, meese, goose, geese, bruce, breece. i get your logic and i stand by it as well. (glad you enjoyed the comic recs!!!!)
It's a beautiful day in Gotham, and you are a group of horrible Breece
OH my god dude lmao
there only being 42 fics on ao3 for tim and bernard is honestly so sad i need more
it’s like twice that now!!! we did it lads. (tho very sad that my fic isnt number one but like number 4 :(((( )
i'm too late you already did the poll lol but may i suggest bethy (bernard + timothy)
shit dude that wouldve been so fucking funnyyyyy. think ppl have just stuck to timber tho, tim/bernard kinda died down recently and i think it’s too bad, they’re a great couple and i love them.
Wait, hear me out
Bernothy @redlightofdawn
great recommendation (lmao this ask is from like a month ago) but very sorry to announce that NARDTH is the superior shipname
Wait, we know that bernard likes milfs (Tim's step-mom) but what about dilfs? gilfs?
Wait no, I regret sending that ask
these were two seperate asks and they’re HILARIOUS. in my personal opinion tho,,, milfs, gilfs, dilfs are just about vibes and bernard is just attracted to sexy ppl who may sometimes be milfs, dilfs, or EVEN gilfs.
crime in bludhaven would drop to half if nightwing had a boob window. in this essay i will-
WHERE’S THE ESSAY ANON, WHERE’S THE FUCKING ESSAY
Wait if Barbra and Tim r at opposite ends at all times what happened to Barbra once everyone’s Tim’s ever love before started dying lol
she won a lottery ticket and spent 2 weeks on a resort in the bahamas before returning home and finding out that the joker was arrested for tax evasion and then spent a month staying at her big tiddie goth girlfriend’s house before conner came back to life and she broke her pinkie playing table hockey.
Why is the opposite end thing so funny and compelling to me. Tim comes back from his depression quest for Bruce and Babs is now a literal god
lmao when tim loses his spleen barbara reaches nirvana.
Are you still taking music recs because I have three songs that remind me of Jason that I think you'd like
send to me or lose a toe
🌸 ⭐ put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. it’s time to spread positivity! ⭐🌸😋
thanks, i wont tho on account of i wont.
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This is the whole of Blüdhaven and everyone anywhere.
Nightwings ass alone saves more people in a calendar year and does more for so society than most heroes do their whole career.Also u are one of the funniest tumblr pages out there. The vibes are unmatched and the memes and tags ✨send me✨.Thank u and goodnight @julia-flow
fanksss also lmao.
That's going to be a little bit difficult to explain, but
There's some music that you listen to and you think, "oh my gosh, I can perfectly imagine Dick Grayson singing this song, with the same voice as the singer because that voice matches with Dick Grayson"?
oh yeah totally lmao. i have a lot of songs that i think are just entirely dick grayson yanno? kind of all of my playlists have that vibe, but i really find bleachers to fit with dick? idk.
"Lois lane/Superman" fics this, "Lois lane/Clark Kent" fics that, (/lh) let's get into the real good stuff. Some people ship Lois, Clark, and Superman as a throuple. Most popular fic tag for sure
yes totally, i think they’d be absolutely killer on ao3 and clark gets so fucking embarassed about it.
I miss your post, hope you’re doing okay!!
haha this was like 2 months ago, but i was doing fine then too! just didn’t have a lot of inspiration in terms of content.
Doot doot!
noot noot
I’m confused. What did DC do now? Like with nightwing? And another sibling? Please spoil everything for me
lmao they gave him a secret sister plotline where they had his dad cheat on his mom with tony zucco’s wife, bc dick’s life wasn’t traumatic enough yet.
sorry but it's so funny that batman is called "the dark knight" when the gotham city baseball team is called the gotham knights. it'd be like if a vigilante was running around new york called like "the scary yankee"
lmaooo no. but like yankee comes from dutch names or something so wouldnt it be HILARIOUS if gotham knights came from like german names and bruce would be running around called the dark KLAUS UND NIEK @graysonnightwing
(not a batcest shipper) it’s so funny to me that the responses are “i’m a batcest shipper because i can differentiate fiction from reality and and it doesn’t bother me personally, but i understand why you oils think it’s weird” to “i wish all batcest shippers a very fucking die”
yeah lmaoo. i personally basically flipped my entire stance around to ‘i dont care please leave me and everybody else alone’ bc i think there’s really no point in starting a moral dillema over some fucking fandom bullshit. Please just,,, go home,,, log off, find a nice forest to have a little walk in and remember that somewhere in history, somebody probably died in the place you’re standing. and you will also die someday, and somebody will have to look at your internet usage and see you fighting multiple people anonymously while being named ‘nightwingsbuttchin200186′ like... calm down, we’re all gonna die this is not the thing to worry about.
so since like "wards" don't really exist in modern society almost all the batkids are foster kids, right? i used to work in the system and imagine: monthly visits from social workers and guardian ad litems, bruce having to get permission to take the boys anywhere out of state, calling their social worker at like 8 a.m. like "yeah dick broke his arm again... a gymnastics accident this time...." their poor social worker. bruce send her a huge bouquet and box of chocolates every month to stay on her good side
i imagine the social worker just getting into the case like ‘yeah let’s get this kid a good guardian’ and then ending up having to work with 22 y/o bruce wayne and his 50 y/o dad. and so this social worker is like ‘okay we can work with this, this is the best home i can find’ and then like it ends up landing on its feet and then the kid gets adopted and then they get a call a year later like ‘uhm so hi, this kid tried to steal my tyres can i adopt him?’ and like 3 years later. ‘okay so basically, my neighbours’ kid imprinted on me and now they’re dead, can i keep him?’ two years later it’s like ‘okay so this assassin child-’
ever since I saw that one post of yours, the meme that's something like "I know that abba's backup dancer got me" with a picture of discowing, I've been haunted. Every once in a while I'll be minding my own business then the image of abba's backup dancer dick grayson aka nightwing aka discowing will flash in my mind and I'll be frozen in place. Today at work I was in the middle of folding clothes and suddenly once again discowing entered my mind and I suddenly lost the ability to see anything except He. Thank you.
wow. the IMPACT.
Braver than any US marine man props to you🤝
this shit is about the time i wrote an article on batcest, like man,,, the fact that i didn’t get cancelled is MIRACULOUS. also like,,, uh if anybody on here did gossip on me,, send screenshots i’d love to see it.
Hello, just wanted to say your article was great. Thank you for taking the time to provide an unbaised answer. It should provide people with nuances they couldn't possibly conjure on their own.
May I ask where your username originates from?
yes you may (also thanks!!!) i thought it up when i was trying to find an original username bc i didnt want to be called like ‘timdrakes something something’ or ‘jason todd something smoething’ or ‘dick grayson something something’ yanno? so i thought batarangs, they sound so dumb and that’s my username story... now it’s my whole entire brand lmao.
yno that bit in kick ass where red mist asks kick ass if he wants a hit of his blunt, was that the inspo for stoner tim
no? it’s bc i think stoners are hilarious and drugs are great. (dont do drugs tho)
How would u feel if someone actually wore one of those bruce or ollie pride shirts u edited
fenomenal next question.
Dick as lil huddy and Jason as James gave me radiation poisoning and now I’m screaming crying throwing up so thx for that
(Rico suave as Tim is perfect tho literally no changes needed)
i was so funny for that shit wasn’t i??? lmao i loved those weird ass fancasts
You're doing the Lord's work by providing us with all these Gotham/Metropolis citizens memes, thank you for being so relentlessly funny @nellethiel-aranel
you’re welcome!! i really enjoy making memes, but getting validation for my content and my memes is REALLY nice.
Bruce is such a slut in your memes and honestly i love that for him @rhodey-rhudert-rhodes-main
he’s that much of a slut irl too dw.
Bruce and Alfred have an emergency pride flag for the batkids. Oliver Queen printed an emergency "I love my gay son" t-shirt and as soon as Roy told him he was dating Jason, Oliver started wearing that shirt everyday and Roy always cringes when he sees it. Oliver also has an emergency "I love my lesbian daughter" shirt just in case for Cissie.
lmao YES i had a post like this bc like all of their kids/family members are so gayy
stop bringing back batfam fancasts it is not real it is not real it is not- 😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀
oh yes it is my darling.
did discowing burn down the notredam because he hates the bees? @allulily
no he did it bc fuck the french.
im gonna beg for 1 thing and 1 thing only. please please please put physical by olivia newton john on dick's playlist
okay then beg. bc i wont. physical reminds me too much of glee and that hurts me mentally.
your playlist is sorely missing some Madonna. Specifically Into the Groove, Like a Prayer, and Vogue
i’m scared of madonna that’s why she’s not on there. she haunts me in my dreams.
suggestion: son of batman by aaron dews for dick’s playlist🤩
sorry, i listened to it and the vibe didn’t agree with me.
Hear me out, metropolis citizens sending rare pair fics of Clark Kent x Superman fics to Lois to edit
yes, absolutely hilarious. even more funny if they send like physical copies, no address attached and lois sends it back marked with red ink, SOMEHOW
Imagine all the smut Clark must of read editing the fics
clark reads smut confirmeeed
NOT LOIS READING SUPERBAT PORN AND EDITING IT A 2AM
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
hc that alfred is a meta that boosts healing factor of the people around him. if the bats are injured as much as they seem to be they would be doing bat stuff MAYBE half the year. no one including alfred knows about this. whenever the kids move out they inexplicably dont recover from injuries as fast and feel better whenever they visit the manor they just chalk it up to homesickness. bruce just thinks he heals really fast. alfred thinks everyone doesnt take care of themselves properly @finchcollector
that’s actually such a great idea, but i think that alfred would find out and learn how to concentrate it better so he can help more people, bc he’s great and i love him.
One of your dickfast posts reminded me of that tweet that goes: 'so you've had sex how many times? Yeah technically that's not a bromance' lol that's dickwally or dickroy
literally tho. like that’s all of dick’s friendships. once it gets past a certain time dick is like ‘wow i wonder what it would be like to make out with wally, wally come make out with me’ and wally’s like ‘we’ve done this like 40 times, dick, you know what it’s like’ and dick is like ‘sorry are you complaining?’ and they just make out.
superfam and batfam associations??
-batman and superman
-dick/barabara and supergirl?
-conner and tim
-jon and damian
pls enlighten me I am confused
nope,,, uhm batman and superman, but dick and superman as well, and then conner and tim, jon and damian and steph + babs with supergirl
I came across a fic in which Wonder Woman calls Batman "Stella" (like Stellaluna, the children's book) and I can imagine the batkids hop on the trend and maybe copies of the book appear at random places (aka, everywhere Bruce frequents)
sorry can’t reciprocate that was the name of my high school chemistry teacher and it gives me nightmares to think about.
good human what are your pronouns?
wouldn’t you like to know?
I need me some gothamites preferring harley over joker memes
everyone prefers harley over joker youre just very fucked up if you dont
don't understand why people try to add like veteran policy to the batfamily
dick pulling out his veteran batfam member card so he can eat first: step aside, peasants
Do you know the song Simmer by Haley Williams? It (the first verse anyways) reminds me of Jason? It's about rage.
damn yeah i LOVE HAYLEY!!!! youre right thoo
Okay so I like listen to your stoner Tim Drake playlist 24/7 but would he listen to skegss? Also I keep adding songs mentally it’s killing me 😩✋🏼 Anyways,, I literally love and worship your playlist 😃🤞🏼 And uh yeah have a good day ✨
stoner tim drake playlist is lyfeeee. also dont know who skeggs is? i’m stupid? have a good day!!
All the Robins (and Batgirl) decide to trade costumes for one night just to fuck with Batman and all the villains in Gotham. @subspacecadet
batman knows it’s them youknow but like,,, what does he call them? he’s like ‘red hood?’ and 3 people answer and he’s not about to compromise some identities so he’s just Pissed.
I aspire to treat cops the way my dad treats them. This man is a 45 year old Asian immigrant to the US and the treats them like his pets. He talks about them like unruly children. Sometimes he pays off local cops to shut up and stop acting racist. And usually it works. I don’t know why but I can see Oliver Queen doing this
vibes... and also yes? oliver queen handing a local cop a donut to shut the fuck up lmao. but yanno i commit enough crimes to not really want to ever see a cop ever, so they kinda scare the everloving fuck out of me.
seeing as tim hasn't aged in years, that means he was 17 at peak emo tumblr era. im back on my emo tim bullshit and im not letting it go
emo tim had a wattpad account send tweet
People seem to think that batman is so dark and serious when the rainbow batsuit is right there. He wore it with no shame.
dude the 60s were a DIFFERENT TIME
dick grew up in a circus, jason grew up on the streets, and tim was probably raised by the internet
all of them cuss every other word and you cannot tell me otherwise
bitch i KNOW but dc has to change to an 18+ rating if they want to sell comix with swear words in them so we gotta deal with imagining the swear words in ourselves
thoughts on teen titans and young justice
haven’t seen teen titans on account of havent seen it and young justice was LITERALLY my favourite thing ever, tho i do gotta admit it’s not at all similar to the young justice comics unfortunately. i really wouldve liked to see timmy bart kon cassie and cissie animated on tv!!
ew ew ew how to delete batcest shippers I genuinely digust them
log off tumblr?
Okay as poc who was called racist for calling an Italian pastabrain: in the batfam are Italians bit Damian just yells various insults about the others being Italian. Just him yelling “What are you doing you moronic spaghettihead!” At steph etc
huh? i meant real italians. homeboy is telling steph he hopes she chokes on her fucking garlic.
I think it's dumb as hell to pull the batman is the best fighter in the batfam argument because like it's just irresponsible of Bruce to let his kids fight when they couldn't possibly be on his league or something
fair enough, but also like who cares they could all kill you just sit down and take a beating.
lady shiva, thalia al ghul and Selina Kyle are all milfs @notanothertimburtonenthusiastugh
unfortunately, i have to admit,,, you’re right
why tf didn't someone give joker a death sentence already? like he's a mass murderer...give him the electric chair treatment wtf
idk i think plenty of people would have tried to murder him already (boring answer is: he is a popular character so they can’t kill him off bc he brings in lots of money)
There’s no such thing as “ copaganda”.
all american media is propaganda. happy to clear this up for you
is it bad that I find lady shiva owa owa
no. find her as owa owa as you want.
aight I'm guessing the order of your favs in batfam:
1. tim
2. Steph
3. dick
4. Duke
5. the rest
you’re wrong but it’s cute that you tried, i generally don’t have favourites, but i have a special place in my heart for steph, tim, dick and cass. bc they were like my introduction to batfam. but damian, jason, duke, bruce, babs and alfred are NOT FORGOTTEN OR UNLOVED
oh my god i was literally just readily willing to believe that italians werent white ty for clarifying it was a joke im so dumb sdkvjskdfs
i mean some italians aren’t white? italian is a nationality as well as an ethnicity, so like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
since I saw so many people doing headcanons about the nationalities of batboys, I see Dick as an Italian.
dont know if youre serious or not, but sure.
super random but
jason 🤝 damian
old english
lmao fair enough.
tim absolutely has 1 gay uncle and his parents shit talk said uncle all the time so after bruce adopts him he specifically reaches out to this uncle to be like "heyyyy just so you know you majorly influenced my life yes i know i havent seen you since i was 5 and at the family reunion yes i know you dont remember my name idc thank you im gay too" and then they never talk again.
yuppp lmao that’s definitely something that could happen. i can also consider tim having no family members, like none. until he does like a dna test and he realises he has like an aunt living barely 2 miles away from him who’s like some illegitimate child of his grandpa.
I dare you one of them sends clark superman/clark fic and clark corrects the shit out of it and then goes like ps his dick is not that big, just telling as someone who has seen it. internet either explodes or goes who tf did he not fuck at this point.
i think everybody would call clark a buzzkill and try to cancel him over that.
so you're telling me Tim Drake wouldn't buy Starbucks?
no. dunkin donuts all the way
One of my favorite things is imagining people finding out jason came back from the dead and being like "oh no does he have magic powers now?!?!?" and he just pulls out a gun and tries to shoot joker
now he doesn’t even have the gun :) lmao
my favorite batfamily fanfictions are the ones where they use their shitty codenames, unironically, in any context
bruce gets codename ‘ugh’ everytime. he hates it.
crazy that tim being a 17 y/o ceo and a stoner who does brand deals are all actual canon things written in detective comics comics and not made up for shits and giggles by you, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb @rowdeyclown
SO CRAZY HUH?
batman au where everything is the same but his utility belt is bright pink
absolutely, but i raise you, his boots light up like sketchers when he kicks people.
unbeknownst to the superhero fandom writers in the dcuniverse, clark and BRUCE are one of the most prolific fanfic writers in the superhero rpf tag on ao3. clark writes the best lois x superman angst, full of unhappy endings and scenes that are a so detailed you'd think you were in the middle of a superhero beatdown. bruce made an ao3 account to fuel "the do the butts match" thing, and makes batman/bruce fics from time to time. he wrote a superbat fic as a joke but ended up making it REAL porny. @concrastinator
dude they’re WAY too busy for that. Oliver Queen and Hal Jordan on the other hand are the most prolific fanfic writers in the superhero rpf tag writing what is Mostly porn.
When the dining table topic gets to politics, Steph says "eat the rich" as the solution
bruce just silently takes away her fork and knife while she’s talking.
#literally if you got through this i just respect you#this is mainly just for the people who sent me an ask in the past few mask#i hope your ask is in here :)#sorry for everybody else#ask#bataranswers#this took me 4 hours to do so i hope youre happy#also sidenote#does anybody know the latin translation for 'to become'#bc i just used future of 'esse' but it could be a different verb#who cares tho latin is a dead language#big congratulations to everyone who translates my sentence#here's a bonus sentence: tuam matrem futueram
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whats ur writing schedule/process like! not in a “write faster” way, but i think once you mentioned writing in script form? and i like the way you wrote ur most recent fic! just curious bc ur works are just really good :)
this is a great question!!
if its not slippery slopes, ill usually get an idea for something and periodically jot down notes when they come to me until I feel like i have enough information to start writing (or if im just motivated), that's what i did for my horror challenge rewrite. and for stuff that's like... rewrites of an episode that aren't as character-focused as slippery slopes, i usually read the episode transcripts and try to replicate that total drama style with my own writing
for shorter oneshots, i usually just get a vague idea and run with it until i find a good ending spot, then i go back and clean it up a bit so the structure works
slippery slopes is an... interesting cycle. chapters are getting long enough that i cant just write them in one sitting any more (i think ch5 was the last chapter i did that for) and instead ill agonize over the beginning (always the hardest part to write for me) but once i get going with that i usually finish the chapter within a few days. then i reread the previous chapter to make sure it flows ok (and there aren't any contradictions) and then ill give myself a break where i dont do anything total drama related before coming back to edit and post. though before I do all that I type up notes and rough dialogue bits
and then once i post it it's like... a weight off my chest? like ive been purged or something?? idk its a weird sensation but im just like i Physically Cannot Write Anything For This Right Now and i don't start on the next chapter until that goes away. and then i either start the beginning and do nothing for a week before going back and finishing the chapter or i go into a manic state and write nonstop for a few days. right now i haven't reached a point where im ready to begin writing chapter 10 but i have a lot of notes for it.
(also as soon as i finish posting a chapter i try not to go on my laptop for like 12 hours so i don't obsessively refresh my email for comments. i love reading comments so much holy shit. please comment guys it makes fic authors feel so happy we will love you for it)
as for scripts: i am working on being a writer professionally, but specifically a playwright. writing in a script format comes more naturally to me than writing prose. funnily enough, i started posting fanfic just to practice my prose (and fix stuff in cobra kai that i didnt like) but things sort of... ended up here? idk man but im enjoying it.
right, so because writing in a script format is easier when im really struggling with a section in a fic ill usually scrap whatever i had and write it like a script, then translate that into prose. i was very excited to write the family videos for chapter 9 of slippery slopes, but i was Having Issues, so i redid it as a script and then rewrote that as prose. ill put the script version under the cut if you're interested in that.
but thank you so much for the question!! i do think my writing process is a bit unconventional but hey i think things are turning out well! if you have any more questions feel free to send them in!!
ok here is the last scene of ch 9 of slippery slopes in script format:
[SIERRA]
MOM: Hi honey! Omigosh this is so exciting! I bet you’re having such a great time! Especially since Chris is there! Is Chris watching this? Hi Chris! You know, I loooved you on that ice skating show. Your hair was fantastic! Well, it always is, haha. Do you really make your own hair gel? I’ve been trying to perfect the recipe but you’re just so hard to track down! Oh, you’re such a funny guy! I laughed sooo hard when you made all those jokes about marrying Chef.
Chef: hey!
Chris: ok just for the record, I wasn’t joking, we are married, Sierra tell your mom we’re married
Sierra: …can we just turn it off please
[COURTNEY]
DAD: Courtney, sayang, I know you’ve been going through a lot right now—
MOM: So you’d BETTER make it count. You’ve made it this far before, I want to see you getting all the way to the finale this time. And winning it. Enough moping about those hideous, good-for-nothing slackers! That’s what you get for hanging around freaks like them. You’re doing this for the million, now get the million. Is that clear?
ZARINA: And kick ass!
DAD: Zarina!
Video cuts out.
Alejandro: courtney you good?
Courtney: no, she’s right. Mama didn’t raise no quitter
Alejandro: [knows she’s still upset about duncan and gwen]
[ALEJANDRO]
MOM: Hola, Alejandro. We hope you are doing well, especially in such unsavory conditions. I’m glad to see you’ve made it to the final four— we expected nothing less, of course.
DAD: You have been utilizing your skills quite well. Though I wish you hadn’t been so… blatant about it. You’ll have to work twice as hard once this is over to convince people you’re trustworthy. But surely you were aware of that going into this… odd endeavor. That’s just politics. Reputation is everything.
JOSE: [snorts] Oh, and what a reputation you have, Al. I could easily compile hours of footage of your failures, but I, unlike you, do not waste my time on the frivolities of reality television. Though you always have been lacking in taste. Especially with that bratty girlfriend of yours— oh, my mistake, aren’t you dating the whiny weakling? It’s so hard to keep track! [laughs]
Alejandro: callate!
MOM: I’m sure Alejandro is just working an angle on them.
DAD: Whatever the case is, do not disappoint us.
[NOAH]
MOM: Hi Noah, I’m sorry, I don’t have time to record a full video, but I’m proud of you! Here are your sisters!
ISWARI: A million dollars? A million [bleep] dollars? Win it, Noah! Win it!
RUTH: Dude!! This is crazy! I know you can do this— good luck! Ark misses you! [holds up Ark who barks]
MARA: Are you insane? Why aren’t you dating Alejandro already?
Noah: shut up, mara, just because you can’t keep a boyfriend—
ANYA: Don’t let ‘em trick you! No mercy! Crush their skulls if you have to— no, wait, you’re not strong enough for that. We’ll get there!
LIYA: I say this as your sister, someone who loves you but is constantly annoyed by you— for someone who is quite literally a genius, you sure can be an idiot sometimes.
BALLARI: Okay, I literally have no idea how you’ve made it this far without an athletic bone in your body— are we sure you aren’t adopted? I’m kidding
ABS: You’re stubborn as hell when it comes to me, so you better be stubborn as hell when it comes to winning! And when you do win, get me a frozen yogurt machine, will you? I promise I won’t make you rock climb again!
JAEL: If you lose this, I’ll kill you with this racket. And then use your guts to make myself a new racket. So don’t fuck it up. Again.
Noah: [frozen, ashamed]
Sierra: well that was a mess
Courtney: ok show of hands, who felt better after hearing that? [no one raises hands]
Chris: yeah I was expecting this to be a lot more heartwarming…
Chef: chris just look at them. If they had stable home lives they wouldn’t be doing reality tv
Alejandro: can we please stop talking about this. Also aren’t you supposed to be flying the plane
Chef: oh fuck
Chris: yeah sure. I think im gonna call my mom
Everyone: …
Noah: ok so that was really shitty. Why dont we all go to first class and try and ignore our problems
Everyone: yeah ok sounds good
***
Courtney: so that sucked
Alejandro: at least your dad seems ok
Courtney: true. What are your guys dads like
Noah and Sierra: bold of you to assume I know my dad. Jinx
***
Alejandro: that last girl… you mentioned a sister who does tennis and hates you
Noah: yep
Alejandro: why?
Noah: none of your business. but… it is pretty justified
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hi rino! i would love to hear more about chengsu with jin ling moments and/or the mermaid au if you want :)
ahhhh hello lovely! thank u for asking this ahhh i love to talk about my babies
the chengsu fics really are just tiny soft moments for now, but since ive got into sprinting recently i might try and bash at least one of them out at some point soon since i know exactly what happens in them both.
so, one fic is of qin su going to find jiang cheng after noticing him get upset at some conference somewhere, and then thinking about how jiang cheng treats jin ling when he thinks no one is looking, and hoping that he will one day treat a-song the same way (ok maybe it was not all soft oops)
and the other is qin su accidentally unloading onto jiang cheng about all her fears (and some not fears, more understanding and wanting to be happy for them) regarding jgy and lxc, so its not really explicitly relationship chengsu but i just like it when they are friends so. and im usually not big on cheating and all that but also theyre. theyre like. jin guangyao is her um. anyway. i dont know! its difficult to know where i stand but anyway, chengsu,
...you get it.
the mermaid au is! an idea that i really like but am also quite very stuck on unfortunately. its half au, half canon divergence in which handwave handwave it diverges off of ep 31 but somehow the previous events have all happened without the lans because they uh. [busted voice] they live underwater.
so, wei wuxian is captured and forced to live underwater with them so that he cant speak and therefore make any music, while hes put on trial for the whole shebang of ep 31 (except jin zixuan didnt die because im a soft hearted bitch) at first lan wangji seems is unmoved by wwx's whole existence and all but as time goes on he starts to realise that wwx isnt the villain as he has been led to believe, and that he has a family that needs saving because the burial mounds is currently under siege and oh-no-what-happens-next-will-shock-you they fall in love and stuff
lil snippets of the fics under the cut if u are interested in that!
chengsu:
She finds him - where else - by the lotus pond. Jin Ling is there, three years old now, and splashing around as if making waves will turn it into a Yunmeng lake.
Jiang Cheng is watching, tense and upset, the sort of face she's seen him make with Jin Ling thrown over his shoulder because he won't stop wailing and he refuses to sleep. But this isn't about that - obviously. She's been at the conference, just as the others have - even since her marriage is so different to the way she envisioned it - A-Yao asked for her support and her presence, and she gives both willingly. She'd been at the conference, therefore, when conversation had turned to grievances of old. When Sect Leader Jin had seen fit to publically mourn his son, and daughter-in-law, and nephew, and fill the hall with cries of hatred for their murderers.
Eyes are drawn to the loudest in the room at this point, such is always the case, but Qin Su finds her eyes on the quietest. On the closed-lipped, trembling-handed anger - no, not anger - betrayal - no, nor that -
Grief.
mermaids (the snippet could be considered pretty heavy, and kind of graphic about drowning, so be careful if that bothers you!):
The water is heavy.
The water is heavy, and suffocating.
The water is heavy, and suffocating, and drowning is what he deserves.
They never wanted him to breathe down here, to survive the spell - curse, more like, that they pretended to put on him to allow him to live underwater. This was all a ruse. He knows it. His lungs are folding in on themselves under the weight of the water, and any second now they'll be crushed completely.
He can still feel the blood seeping out from the gashes on his chest, dissipating into the water behind him, the spelled blades that sank through his ribs not allowing for the blood to stop flowing so easily.
There was pain, too, but oh, how easily he ignored it. Compared to what else he's felt, this means nothing, it is nothing. He is stronger, better, above everything that they throw at him, and when he dies in this water he will become the resent and control it from the inside, and he will watch over his family at the Burial Mounds and he will have his revenge on those who -
He is still half resent. Can't push it out of himself, think without it, rise above it. Does it matter? Perhaps not, but he would like to think he could return to himself now, climb back up onto the edge he jumped off when faced with Jin Zixun - only it seemed to have snapped something inside him, and the resentful energy flows thicker than blood, waning only for small snatches before returning in full force.
With these thoughts to distract him, he hasn't noticed that he's still alive. Beneath the lake, ankles weighed down with those engraved stones, ribs still flowing over with blood - only they're not, anymore.
He's alive, no longer breathing, no longer bleeding. His hands, when he looks down, are colourless and icy cold, and the water filling his mouth no longer feels unwelcome.
Is he alive? He can't be.
Cursed, is what he is. Neither alive nor dead, neither resent nor golden energy, neither human nor creature of the deep.
He exists, but as an affront to nature. And voiceless.
Voiceless. Powerless.
Trapped.
#thank u so much for asking and sorry i answered way longer than what u asked for#i just like to talk about myself#but seriously you are so lovely!#ask#pocket-emilu
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Fic writer questions
I was tagged by @punkassbookjockey26
1. How many do you have on Ao3? 5
2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 406,299
3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Most of my recent are TOG, but I have some written for LOTR and marvel that are probably still floating around somewhere.
4. What are your top 5 five by kudos?
Growth (side note, its less than 90 kudos away from 3000?! omg. expect a lil writing celebration when that happens!!)
One Night Standards
Would That I
Strawberry Wine
“Growth” alternative ending.
5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not? Not really. I have a weird thing that when I see a comment count or number of notes, i like to know its all stuff that ive... idk... earned, I guess? it makes me happy to see if ive made other people happy. but, i read and reread comments ALL THE TIME.
6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? The alt ending of Growth, even if it was only a oneshot.
7. Do you write crossovers? I did write a few thousand words of a acotar/tog crossover a while ago, but never posted it.
8. Have you ever received hate on a fic? tbh, i only rlly got one comment since i started writing for tog. but it was scathing bro. and they commented on a really bad day to me so it lingered. so, if anyone is ever on the verge of commenting something not so nice, consider that the other person might be going thru their own shit and ur not making it any better.
9. Do you write smut? If so what kind? Yes. Often. Idk how to describe it tho... i guess i try to keep it tasteful? idk. if someone else could describe my smut, id love to hear how yall would describe it!!
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Yes, actually. And they posted it on Wattpad on all places. embarrassing for them.
11. Have you ever had a fic translated? i gave permission for growth to be translated into Portuguese and Russian. idk if they ever followed thru on it though.
12. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nah, but my twin flame @nalgenewhore and i bounce around ideas all the time. luv u bestie. <3
13. What is your all time favorite ship? it changes, but for the last few years its prolly been rowaelin.
14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? God i hope i finish strawberry wine. I literally have it all planned out.
15. What are your writing strengths? I think i write good dialogue. Ive been told i write good fight scenes and im good at keeping everyone in character. i hope both of those are true!!
16. What are your writing weaknesses? setting. i simply refuse to describe it.
17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I like it if its well researched, though as a reader, sometimes i find it bothersome if the narrator is supposed to understand what is being said in the other language, but the translations are at the end. i find it puts a fat dent in the flow.
18. What was the first fandom you wrote for? LOTR, i think!
19. What’s your favorite fic you’ve ever written? My most popular is growth, but i think i had a bit more fun writing ONS since it was a bit less serious!
tagging: @nalgenewhore @shyvioletcat @noodlecatposts @miserablesmusings
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