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evotter · 5 years
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jan, march, sept + one of your choice, love. have a great day, u icon
thank u kyra i adore u
january: what was the first fic you posted this year?
the first fic i posted this year TECHNICALLY was the epilogue of a different path. the first standalone was chewbacca (aka my introduction to the jily world once again and i have such a soft spot for it)
march: do you listen to music whilst writing? 
yes! pretty much always; if it’s not music, it’s a TV show.
september: share a comment or review which still warms your heart?
quite literally anything you’ve left on any of my fics BUT there are a few that i hold dear to my heart. i’ll post them under the cut cause they are LONG :’)
ancient: the first fic you ever posted online?
hahahaaaaaaa. it was my own version of rick riordan’s the son of neptune before the actual book was published. it was on ff.net, and the first chapter got 7 reviews, and i felt so good about myself after that lmfao. who knew i’d still be writing 8 years later?
ask me questions!
OKAY so i have 3 top favorites:
from a different path:
okay so i had seen this in someone else’s bookmarks the other day, thought it was an interesting concept—especially since i too love slytherin!percy and strongly subscribe to ofswordsandpens’ headcanons about it—but didn’t give it another thought until i was listening to a video about the cursed child and went: wait, there’s a percabeth hogwarts au that i saw somewhere. and immediately i hunted this down and i’m just in awe? i tore through it. belatedly, i realized that i made a mistake: i didn’t write down my thoughts as i was reading, which is definitely a disservice to you. however, here are a generalized list of things that i loved.
first of all, with hogwarts au’s, there are three main aspects that i look for: plot, characterization, and quality of writing. normally, fics of this size lack one or more of these key factors, but i was astonished to find that the plot is tremendously tight and intriguing (my lip bled from biting it so much because i’ve been stressed to the max), you write these characters with such distinct voices i can easily picture them saying everything—except, of course, now in a little british accent—and your writing flows so well, it feels almost like i’m reading an actual harry potter book, just with percy and co. you also do a masterful job of weaving together aspects of the pjo universe with the established canon of hp.
and there are so many specific things that i love. primarily, the way you write the relationships in this story; not just concerning percabeth (though i will get to that in a minute), but also with each of the interactions between all of the characters. i applaud you for how you handled luke/annabeth and rachel/percy, and the friendship among them all is just incredibly well done. i especially love how well you wrote connor and zoë and just, a lot of characters that i don’t often think about when i think of pjo. grover and percy’s friendship especially is heartbreaking, i just. he’s so protective because he loves his friends and holy fuck i also love how you wrote grover in this. but i just adored how you wrote annabeth/percy—the love between them, both platonic in its early stages and the romantic all throughout, was doubly apparent. i ached when they kissed each other’s cheeks, and i inwardly cheered when she kissed him in the locker room. there was just such a natural progression, to me, of their relationship. and man did i dig it. i’m excited (and maybe a little scared) to see where you take their relationship in the future.
boy, this is getting long. sorry. but some more just little quick things: loved the b99 reference, with both of their competitive natures playing out in a similar way to jake and amy’s. i kind of want to go back and see if i can find any other references that i missed because i was just too engaged in the story to catch them. also, zoë’s death killed me all over again, thanks for that. i like how you’re working the kronos plot in, and i can’t wait to see how the Final Battle plays out. what else? oh! professor hestia? beautiful. eventual maybe professor percy? outstanding. percy kissing the top of annabeth’s head? breathtaking. rachel being a quidditch commentator? earth shattering. (truly i cackled when i saw that.) mrs. o’leary being a cat? incredible. how you incorporated percy’s water powers? stunning.
ooh, this exchange was beautiful and had me cackling it was so in-character:
“None of us are dying.” Connor clarifies. “Not you, not me, not Annie, not the rest of us.”
“I might have to dispute that.” Annabeth says, from Percy’s other side. “Call me ‘Annie’ one more time, Stoll, and I’ll kill you myself.”
Connor only grins at her. “Sorry, love. No more ‘Annie’. Can I call you Beth?”
“No.”
“Anna?”
“No.”
okay, so i just finished chapter nine and i am blown away. sorry for how long this comment was, but a fic of this magnitude truly warrants it. i can’t wait to see what happens next.
i leave you with just two words: “holy shit.”
from a different path: 
god, oh my god, am i the only dumb bitch who didn’t get what the prophecy was??
anyway, i stumbled on this fic last year, patiently waiting for its completion, and now that i’ve rediscovered it, i’m so glad i finished it all in one go! i couldn’t imagine the tension of waiting for the next chapter, especially since the tension is so well-crafted!! i hardly noticed the tonal shift even as the story got darker and darker as it led up to the war, and in that way i was reminded of how extremely similar it felt to reading the hp books for the first time! you nailed percy very well i might say, and the awkward-yet-caring relationship he has with his dad. i daresay you gave connor and zoe more characterization than rick riordan himself, and the percabeth you wrote is perfect to the nth degree. i appreciate that you didnt bother with all the love triangle and unrequited feelings nonsense as well.
but i have to say, even as i cried at sally and paul’s wedding, or at dionysus’ quiet mourning for castor, what really struck with me most was the way you handled silena. for that, i have no words. that was a job extremely well done. thank you so much for blessing us with this fic.
from chewbacca (a comment from u!): 
A girl in a bright yellow hooded raincoat stumbles into the cafe on one of the slowest nights James has ever seen. Her coat is dripping all over the floor he’d just cleaned (but it’s fine) and when he leans over the counter he sees that her boots match the coat.
First of all!!! Thats the best opening line in the world and nobody can convince me otherwise. I want to become a publisher just so that if you ever write a book, I’d be able to publish it. ( like omg, what an honor??? )
She looks like sunshine, standing there with the amount of yellow in her wardrobe. Briefly, James wonders if that’s her favorite color. It’s got to be.
Im going to quote this whole fic but I really love these lines? Like, you have this distinct style of writiting that I aim to acheive and you’re literally such a rolemodel!!! These are my favorite kind of fics to read. Funny story but I was going through a ‘no thanks Jily’ mood (  a horror, i know !! ) but your fics are just,,,,exceptions? You could write about trash and I’d love it and ask for you to sign me up.
 “Say it again, but convincingly this time.”
ooof this dialogue??? let me breathe
This is the longest he’s stood still since he started working. It’s actually a miracle.
and the funniest person award goes to YOU. also, the most talented and cutest but thats neither here nor there.
james taking care of fleamont, switching off the lights gives me just a nice and realistic vibe? its so simple but i love how you added it.
honestly at this point, ive been sucked again by the fanfic. it feels less like a fic and more like a masterpiece that belongs in a museum but anyway.
“James is supposed to be helping.
James is on his phone.”
ugh i love ur mind. im rereading and its so nice and lovely. even if its like 1am and im exhausted, this fic is sustaining me.
“Do it off the clock, would you?”
PEAK HUMOR
have i mentioned how much i love that scene with euphemia? she seems like such a lovely mom. i love ur euphemia the most. and ahh, both of them just rushing to the hospital ? another 100% good scene.
“Euphemia smiles too, but looks at Fleamont rather than at her son. “Yes,” she says. “It really does.””
fic? or shakspeare? HMMM
A girl in a bright yellow hooded raincoat stumbles into the cafe on one of the slowest nights James has ever seen // “Get fucked.”
the fic!! has made a circle!!! i love how it begins and ends along the same lines. I really want to know how??? are you so talented im in love.
i just really love this fic, okay? i love how james is just the kindest, lily is allowed to have feelings, its just so soft and warm. and it makes someone feel loved, want love anyway.
the dynamic between the characters are just so real and great and im astounded, in short.
your sirius is everything. so many fics potray him as a dick??? which is first of all #rude and also, not at all true. you made me love these characters even more so i sincerely hope you never stop writing.
you’re such a beautiful writer and the way you string words together is just poetic and gorgeous and all the other good adjectives you can think of. i read your spiderman x reader too and i was a goner for you. EVERYTHING YOU WRITE IS SO GOOD. i read it so long ago but i can vividly remember peter whipping the mask off and she just going wtf stop on the window ledge. what im trying to say is that you leave this lasting impression on people that make them remember random scenes and words / prose long after they’ve read it which is a remarkable feat, i believe.
and im so sorry im not on tumblr rn bc i cannot keep recing this fic but i have told my friends about your writing and they loved it too. you’ve got like a million fans. when i do get back from my hiatus, im going to keep recing your fics and people will cry because their universe will shift thanks to the newfound joy of your presence in their life.
lastly, im more of a dog person and that, more than anything, should tell you how much i love this fic. i love u. and basee on your writing, i want to hug you, be your best friend and make you cookies bc again
WOW
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crimes-and-gelato · 6 years
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11  Questions/Ask Meme
Can’t believe I was tagged for this by @nervousfestflower. Thanks, love! An honour to be included. <3 Your questions are lovely. Had fun answering them. Thanks.
Here are the 11 people I know and/or are acquainted with in this site: @mayorakisama, @himynameiszayn, @slickenough, @jessyfield, @this-onegoes, @flomps, @zarrie, @bill-longbow, @itsallaboutzarry, @diamondsdiamonds, and @itsaaliyahthings. (Hope you won’t hold this against me).
Rules: Answer 11 questions given by the person who tagged you, write 11 new questions of your own, tag 11 people. 1. What was the first fic you read?
I wasn’t sure if you meant fanfic or original fiction. So, as for OF, I’m going with a Nancy Drew book I could not remember the title of when I was in high school.
As for fanfic - and I am not proud of this since I’m a zarrie, but in my defence we all gotta start somewhere - it was a Larry fic titled: Room 206 (or something). I gotta mention that it was my first porn/gay porn fic ever read as well. So, yes, that thing defiled me for life.
2. What is your idea of a chill day?
It will sound boring, but I’m going with the cliche: a good book, my favourite food, cup of coffee, a fast internet connection, and my bed.
3. What languages do you speak?
I’m bilingual. But technically, I can speak 3 major language from my country alone which I often count as 1. And then I can speak English. As of the moment I’m learning Spanish (cos moi is in Spain) and struggling AF. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get 3 language under my belt not counting the other 2 from my country.
4. If you are going to treat yourself, what would you do?
Ship myself and my friends to Coron, Palawan, and eat tons of seafood, read a book or two or how many fanfic I can get my hand into whilst sipping cold drinks by the shore. And maybe finally learn how to swim. But basically: GET MYSELF TO CORON, PALAWAN COS IT’S PARADISE. Yes, a vacay in one of the best beaches in the world. #It’sMoreFunInThePhilippines
5. Review the last book you read.
Haven’t read a book since December last year because I’ve been sucked into the Marvel fanfiction abyss as of the moment. And it’s been a long time (for me), but I think it was THE BONE WITCH by Rin Chupeco. Which was great. It was DARK and the heroine was badass. The characters are summat parallel to the geishas of Japan, which is Rin’s ancestry by the way. There was enough romance and it was subtle but nonetheless heart-warming. Did I mention there was magic involve? I mean, the title itself has the word that connects to it. In conclusion: READ THE BOOK BECAUSE IT’S GOOD. :D
6. Funniest childhood memory.
Had a hard time thinking about this cos I can’t remember my FUNNIEST childhood memory. Sure, lot of FOND memories. But... Anyway. It has to be when my grandmas (two of them) would cut my hair when I was young. I freaking loathe those days. I can remember crying and screaming. And then, when I think they’ll be done on making my hair bob short, they’d go for more and add me some hideous bangs. [shudders] My grandmas are your typical ‘I know better how to make you look right’ sort. They also sew some of my favourite dresses, so I guess haircut day should be worth it.
It was funny to me because how they insist that I need a bangs. And how I struggled like I was being maimed. I was a dramatic hoe since birth, my family can attest to that.
7. What’s an unpopular opinion you have?
Can’t think of many things. And at the same time, not sure how to answer this. Can I say World Peace? XD
8. What’s the last lie you told?
The usual: that I’m okay -- that IDGAF. narrator: she did give many fucks. and is not okay.
9. Hogwart’s House?
SLYTHERIN! And proud!!!
10. Best time to wake up?
In my opinion? Just never wake up at all. Reality sucks, being human is a shit show.
11. What’s a book/movie/tv show/fic, etc. that you meant to get into but haven’t yet?
Do not judge me. But I was REALLY trying to finish all of the Harry Potter books. But still stuck on Goblet of Fire.
For shows though, Stranger Things 2, Black Mirror, and The Handmaiden’s Tale. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ OMG! That’s it. If you’re still here, kudos to you. And sorry for being boring.
11 Questions:
1. Original fiction or fanfiction? And why?
2. What book/movie/TV show that summat changed your life? (Maybe just how you often reference everything from said art, or you always quote it in real life).
3. Do you like your name? Is there another name you think would fit you better?
4. What are the THREE songs you’d recommend to be the saddest ever composed? And your fave line/s from said song.
5. What is your favourite food? What’s special about the dish?
6. If given a chance, which country do you wish to live for the rest of your life? And why?
7. What’s the weirdest text or email you’ve gotten?
8. What do you want your tombstone to say? (If you could explain the reason, that’ll be great too)
9. Dead or alive, who do you consider your personal hero? Like your rolemodel.
10. Do you like going to the supermarket? If yes, what is your favourite aisle? If not, where do you like to go?
now the billion dollar question. [cue drum music]
11. Are you happy?
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Enjoy! Hope you answer cos I wanna read long stuff. Have a great day! Thanks! :D
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giantchasm · 6 years
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8 for the thing!
fic author questions!
8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
It’s beyond me why but this is still one of the funniest things I’ve ever written imo.
“Heather! Haul your ass out of bed! This is important!” Her nudges are growing a tad more impatient. McNamara rolls over with a groan.
“‘m comfy!” She whines. She clutches the throw pillow tighter
“Heather’s gonna be pisssseedddd when she finds you in her bed.”
“Don’tcare.” McNamara sleepily pouts.
“Okay. If you want to deal with a hungover, whiny, and angry Heather so badly!” Duke chides. “I guess I’ll just have to pull my… Super secret prank alone.”
McNamara perks a little. Got her: Hook, line, and sinker. She sits up, rubbing her eyes with one hand. “What on earth are you g’nna do, Heather?”
Duke smirks and reaches into her pocket. She flashes a polaroid camera. She was hoping it wouldn’t come to this, Picking it up at the mall had been an impulse decision. And seeing her Jeep wrecked when she came out had only sealed the deal. She had been walked on too many times. It was her turn to throw a punch.
McNamara squints in the dark. “‘nd that is? You know I can’t see well, Heather.”
“A camera.” Duke explains, proudly holding up her new savior. “We – Are going to take pictures of Heather.”
“Like… Nudes?” McNamara responds in utter disbelief. She puts its name to the test, and gently chucks the throw pillow at Duke. “That’s a stup’d plan.”
“No! Not nudes! Christ, Heather! Why would I want to see Heather naked!?”
MORE SHIT TO SHARE UNDER THE CUT
If we’re going for smth a bit more serious Duke’s lashing out against Chandler is real good.
Heather’s eyes are practically rolling out of her skull. “Will y’ get out of my house already? Party’s over.”
Duke shrugs. “Trust me; I’m in a rush to.” She carefully steps off the couch and stretches. “You haven’t exactly been fun company. Yesterday was a dick move, you know that? And so was Tuesday, and-”
“Do you have a whole laundry list? Is this all you think about? Christ, Heather! It was a prank. We all know you have money flowing out the ass, anyways.” She dramatically tosses her hands in the air, and leans on the wall for support. “You’ve been such a whiny bitch lately. I’m gonna tell you th’ same thing I told Heather yesterday when she was throwing a fit! That whole sob story she’s probably already told you all about ‘cuz she doesn’t know how to shut her oversized mouth. I’m not special. ‘m not different. I don’t want her pity, and I certainly don’t want your condescending bullshit. You’re not better than me. You can’t just--”
“And you’re not better than me!” Duke suddenly snaps.  “Your pranks have never been funny! Especially considering they were always targeting me. Your witty comments about Heather and your opinions on my latest ‘phase’ aren’t new or original. They’re hurtful. And you just don’t give a shit. I think you’re a sad, sad, person, who doesn’t care about anyone. And in that regard, maybe I think Veronica did the right thing.”
Heather feels her heart stop in her chest. In between the headache and the smell of booze and her overwhelming urge to vomit, she certainly doesn’t need a lecture from Heather fucking Duke right now. “Are you saying you want me dead!?”
“Of course I’m not saying I want you dead! We’re not all batshit psychopaths like Veronica, or like yourself, for that matter! But someone had to take you down a peg! And! She! Did!”
“She did not! She was a violent, half-braindead tryhard, and she’s old news! So stop bringing her up! Even if she HADN’T pulled that stunt, she would have been long gone after the incident at the party! And so will you soon enough if you don’t-”
“If I don’t what? Stop growing a spine? Stop acting like I deserve anything? I’m not afraid to get booted from your little ‘team’ anymore! And neither is Heather! Because you’re really not as scary as you think you are! You’re a pathetic, sadistic, fucking vulture who got exactly what was coming to you. And now you’re practically ready to just lay down, drunk, in a puddle of your own piss and vomit. You aren’t my boss! You aren’t my rolemodel! You aren’t even my fucking friend!”
Heather feels lightheaded. This is new. She can’t think of any comeback. She shouldn’t have gotten so drunk. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. All she can do is hiss through grit teeth.
“Get out of my house.”
“Gladly.” Duke scowls, and with a slam of the door, she’s gone.
and because i feel bad not including any scenes from kfawl, have the fun little crush scene!
“...She really is mysterious, huh?” He commented.
Momo gave a nod. “In a cool way.”
“Yeah… Cool and mysterious.” Hibiya couldn’t find himself disagreeing. Though, perhaps he wouldn’t have genuinely agreed with his next statement. “Cute, too.”
Momo squeaked. It sounded as if she was choking on her own breath. “Cute!? W...Well… I guess you’re not wrong!” Hibiya noted the faint color overtake her freckled face again.
“...Cute enough for someone to have a crush on, maybe?” Yet again, not his own feelings, merely based on a sneaking suspicion.
Momo let out another squeak-cough sound. The red spreading across her cheeks was becoming something far from subtle.
Hibiya smirked. Perhaps he really was no better than Momo when it came to lack of tact over these sorts of things. How could he resist, though? Revenge was a dish best served cold. And a severely underrated pick on the menu of life, too! At least he’d had enough decency to not say these sorts of things in front of Kido.
“I knew it!” He declared in satisfaction, leaning closer to the older girl. “You like her!” He said it with the tone of an excited, gossipy grade schooler. Which, perhaps, was only to be expected, as that’s what he was.
Momo buried her face in her arms, letting out a frustrated groan. “Am I really that readable!?” She made another moaning sound. “I mean, she’s cute and all! B...But she’d never like someone like me back.”
Hibiya suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. Oddly enough, he knew how that felt. He gave her a halfhearted pat on the back, an attempt at reassurance of some sort. “No way, Oba-san. You’re not readable. I just have a lot of experience with this kind of stuff.. Okay?” And that was no exaggeration. He was only twelve, and he was already quite certain he could pursue a PHD in the daunting field of ‘crushes’.
“And I’m not gonna tell anyone. It can just be our little secret, okay?” He paused, thoughtful. “As long as you shut up about Hiyori, I mean.”
Momo finally looked up, giving a shrug. Her face was still beet-red. “Seems fair. I… I was planning to do that, anyways.”
“In that case, good luck, Momo.” He drifted off. “With all the crush stuff, I mean.”
Momo’s eyes seemed to widen a little at the use of her name. Hibiya felt instant regret at using it. She’d never let him live it down, would she? She’d pinch his cheeks and loudly shout to the world that her little friend had finally called her something other than ‘old lady’ or ‘older lady’. The idea made his stomach churn in embarrassment.
She did not pinch his cheeks, or even bring it up. Instead she gave him an honest smile.
“Good luck to you, too, Hibiya. With everything.”
Perhaps an immovable object had finally made its peace with an unstoppable force.
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