Deep breath
Last night, I posted the last chapter of my last open fanfic that I had plans to finish. I'm still kind of processing that. I am not done with fanfiction forever or anything, but I'm done with everything I had open and I don't have plans to kick in the door to another fandom as a writer.
This was the point I wanted to get to a few years ago, not long before the good omens series launched. I got pretty fucking sidetracked, though in the long run I think it was good I did. I had a lot of priceless experiences writing in that fandom. Getting to see something I'd written bound into a book especially gave me something. I used to squirm a lot more at just the idea of publishing something official, but it doesn't feel quite so... I dunno. Unrealistic, I guess. It feels like, actually,
So, that's what I'm going to do. I've got a couple of months before Nanowrimo begins, which I'm going to use to get characters in order and produce an outline for the first book. There's 6, maybe 7, total in the story I want to write, and I haven't decided if I want to try to publish them as I go or get them finished before I release.
I'm going to be posting here as I go, though I'm not sure about what just yet, and I may switch to using my writing side blog instead. I'll see how I feel when the dust is a little more settled.
At any rate, I'm very excited, and I just wanted to make note of the day and say I appreciate the folks that have said kind things and been supportive and made me feel safe to try something new. Hopefully I'll see some of you on this new journey, too!
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Help is just a click away
Danny was bored, it's not something new, the Infinite Realms were not the epitome of fun and the portals had been closed after the fight he had with his parents. It was safer that way, no one could get hurt, humans or ghosts.
That didn't mean the halfa couldn't miss them: his family, his friends, or the life he had before. All he had left were the ghosts, which was fine, but it wasn't enough. He felt unbalanced, unwell.
Clockwork told him it was because of his obsession, his obsession to help and protect was being fulfilled but only halfway. He had enough ectoplasm to last a lifetime but Danny was a human too, he needed to see the stars, to help people. He needed it desperately.
Clockwork noticed this and seeing that the boy could not return to his original dimension, he gave him permission to travel to the DC universe as long as he was careful. It was unlikely that they would attack the halfa there, they were all "special" and Danny would go unnoticed. But the boy still wanted to help.
So he formed a small business. He created a simple app and granted help to anyone who made a request. From saving a kitten from the trees to transporting very heavy packages.
It worked wonders and lowered his stress levels greatly. Danny thought he could get used to it, until people started making stranger requests and before he knew it, the so-called "Justice League" was at his door. Of course, he escaped, although that probably didn't help sell his innocence.
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This is sad but unfortunately I think this is just going to be the norm for the next few years as streaming services die a slow death.
HBO Max should in theory be able to make money from a show that was at one point the top new series in the US. At the time, David Jenkins said "This is what happens when a major media company invests in inclusive mainstream stories" (agree!) but unfortunately that major media company, like all streaming services, has a terrible business model that can't support that investment.
This is an interesting article about how streaming services are losing money and scrambling to make it back by trying to convince people to buy cheaper, ad-supported options or bundling with other streaming services. Unfortunately for them, I think that's like... all of the options? At some point they're just going to continue to lose money. Making shows is expensive and very few consumers are willing to pay more when they could just cancel and use a cheaper service (or, you know. 🏴☠️)
This is also a good article that was written after Shadow and Bone was cancelled by Netflix about whether it could be saved:
"The problem is that while saving shows used to be plausible, at times, the cost of Shadow and Bone combined with the fact that streaming services are really, really starting to cut back on spending means that this would be an extremely tough sell. WB Discovery’s Max is being lambasted for killing finished projects for tax breaks to chip into its massive debt. Disney Plus has done the same thing and has said they will cut back on things like expensive Marvel shows. Amazon Prime is mired in expensive creator deals going nowhere and throwing insane amounts of money at projects they are realizing are not panning out. Paramount Plus losing $500 million a year. NBC’s Peacock is losing $650 million a quarter."
TLDR; Streaming services have reached such a dire point financially that they have to cancel some of their most popular content (Marvel shows on Disney+???? These have seemingly been very successful; it's wild to read that they're "cutting back") in the desperate hope that a new season of something that's cheaper to make will get more attention.
What I gathered from these articles is that steaming services are dying a slow death and sadly, a lot of good shows are going to go with them.
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Happy Birthday Idia! 💀
“Idia~!”
With a final cry, you reached your peak again as your legs shook violently. But with the vibrator buzzing on your genitalia, you sprung back and threw your head back.
“Mmh..! Enough... Th-that’s really enough~!!”
Your head started to spin and you clutched the sheets while he moved his hips despite having came a few times as well as you, smirking above you with his hair nearly full pink.
“Haah~! You say ‘enough’, but your insides say ‘give me more’... Seems like your body is more honest than your pretty mouth~”
He leaned in to kiss you again, tongues intertwining like how your bodies are right now. He then moved his hands that had pinned your wrists above your head, to your hips, and gave stronger and more violent thrusts while his semen starts to overflow out of you. Your cheeks visibly got red while you feel it sloshing in you. You let out a gasp when he leaned in again to lick your neck, then breathily whispered in your ear;
“...Don’t forget that... you wanted me to have my way with you... when I win the game in the first place, fuheehee~”
He bit your neck while moving his hips, giving you deeper thrusts while licking the place he bit. You let go one of your hands from his sheets and pulled him into yet another deep kiss. The pink hue increased while he picks up a pace that has you rolling your eyes further, and his grip on your hips became rougher.
You repeated his name again and again when you broke off the kiss and held him tightly while you grinded your hips against his crotch. He looked at you and does the same whenever he thrusts, hitting more spots inside while your inner walls hug his length tightly.
Your voice nearly broke off when he hit just the right place and your vision went white as you came again on his cock. At the same time, you felt something filling you again, to the brim this time. Then you felt him slowly stop and heard him pant.
“(Y/N)...”
You heard him meekly say your name.
Your hand went on his hair, caressing the unique, silky strands of blue hair that makes him giddy. He chuckled while putting his head on your chest to listen your heartbeat. It was fast and you were panting as well, but the warmth inside you made you feel comfortable with how his cock was all snug and how his cum was in you. He slowly pulled out of you and laid down next to you while looking at your face, with how cute you looked with your flushed cheeks, parted lips and half-lidded eyes while his cum was (literally) gushing out of you.
When your breath was still, you hugged him and felt his arms wrap around your torso.
“Idia...”
“Y-yes, (Y/N)?”
“I love you.. and happy birthday...”
He was taken aback at first, but then he lightly smiled and kissed the top of your head, then bury his head there. You were pretty sure he said something though~
“...Thank you... and I love you too...”
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