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factual-fantasy · 8 months

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24 asksss :}}} ⭐⭐⭐

@ardent-38

You are my favorite person

@wolfie-777

Cassie does not exist in my AU. But hypothetically-

If Roxanne found this lost child she would report it to Vanessa and have her help Cassie. As is the protocol for children that are found on the premises after hours.

If Roxy found her while she had the "bug" in her system? She would have attacked and maybe even killed Cassie :x

Had to google what that was, <XD It looks beautiful! And I image that he has seen it before yeah :)

As for their favorite songs, I'm not sure :0

That's.. actually a really good idea.

For a long time I never went back to the comic because the writing I did was awful. Everyone was acting out of character, it was SUPER dramatic. I wrote Peso's character all wrong. Uhg, awful awful awful.

And then I was kept away from going back because people would not stop asking me to finish it. "Why did you abandon this comic?" "Are you gonna finish it?" "Why did you stop drawing it" "Go back and finish the crab comic" Like, it was so frustrating.

...Buuuuutt,, rewriting it? Hmmm... I'm way too wrapped up with projects to start this anytime soon. But I wont lie this ask really got me thinking about it-

Also thank you so much! I'm glad you like my art!! :DDD

@smilegirl64 (Post in question)

Thank you! I'm so glad you noticed! That was my favorite detail to add XDDDD

@elegysonnet

I dug into the series a bit and took a look around the fanbase. And I decided that it just wasn't really my thing.

Although I did love the character designs and I think they'd be really fun to draw, I didn't think I'd get along with the fandom. I can see myself huddled in my own little corner with all my headcannons and stuff, and I wouldn't really want to interact with anyone else. :/

Also my favorite character is probably Julie or Howdy XDD

I use an XPPen Artist 13.3 Pro. Its a tablet with a screen! :))

As for my drawing program I use FireAlpaca. Its free and really good for beginners and pros! Highly recommend if you're just getting into digital art. Also thank you!! :D

@baokim80

@burningmusicfunnygiant

I disagree actually. The "bug" aside, they are in no way programed to hurt anyone. They are programmed to have full obedience to staff and Managers.

They could try to stop them, and they could physically stand in their way. But you wouldn't see Freddy straight up punching an employee to keep him away from Bonnie.

Now with the bug in their systems? mmm.. Okay yeah they would. BUT ONLY WHEN THEY'RE NOT IN THEIR RIGHT MINDS-

@cudlycorncornsworthcoberson

XDD Offended Bibi noises can be heard in the background

@curiousskelekitty

<XD I'll do my best!

I feel that my responsibility as an artist on this platform is to tag my art appropriately. Tag it for blood, gore, injuries, things like that. So that people who are disturbed by those subjects don't have to stumble upon it and have their day ruined. :(

What is NOT my responsibly is to prevent little kids from seeing my bloody Octonauts artwork. That's the parents job. XD THEY should be keeping an eye on their kids and making sure they're not browsing sites like Tumblr XDD

Tangle and Lolbit are not a part of my AU actually.

But Mangle? Just because she hasn't made an appearance of any kind yet, doesn't mean she wont in the future.. 👀

Thank you! :DD

Thank you! I'll try to not rush through my projects so much <XD

Thank you for respecting that! :D

Also uhg. I hate pinterest. I would rather people just never found out about me then find me through a pinterest post with my stolen artwork.

@whereismycupofcoffee

YEESSS!!! I always love it when people decide to give Octonauts a try :))) Its a really neat show!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDDD

XD My first thought was Peso or Shellington for some reason. They're just too polite to make a fuss XDDD

@kymbird

Wanna know a good place to start if you genuinely struggle with that? Make 1 character that is based off of you. And then make a second character that is based off of someone in your life that you have 0 romantic interest in what so ever. Like your Mom, or your Dad, siblings, Uncle, dog literally anyone. It should be impossible to twist those 2 characters together because they are modeled after you and ur mom. You should look at them and say "thats me and my mom" or "thats me and my brother" Those 2 should then be characters that are 100% protected from becoming a ship. :0

This actually reminded me of my transformer ocs. I modeled the characters after the drivers/owners. And people wanted to ship them together and I was like "for 1 they are my OCs so thats kind'a odd but 2 those two characters are based off of siblings. They absolutely should not- in ANY universe, be paired together"

Personally not a huge fan of the bright blue color he has. Seeing his Bonnie Bowl artwork everywhere I expected him to be his usual purple..

As for my Bonnie I think he'd get along pretty well with his Glamrock counterpart! But when it comes to the Bowling ally they'd be rivals. >:)

Also thank you! :DD

@trains-of-thought

aaaa thank you so much!! :DD I'm so glad to hear that you've liked my Mario artwork!! And that you read the info aaaa!! I spent a lot of time writing all that so I'm glad to hear that you read it! As for your questions,

1: Yes! My Peach, Daisy, Wario and Waluigi are all the same species, which is not human. They are this incredibly tall elf like species that closely resembles humans and has many biological similarities.. but ultimately they are very different species.

2: Its hard to say.. I've been known to change my mind a lot so maybe? Honestly I hope that someday these feelings towards fanart will vanish and I will be able to engage with my fans more. But for now,, noooo fanworks :(

OH MY GOSH I LOVE THAT FNAF VIDEO XDD Very well animated and funny! Here's the link in case anyone is interested!

I drew it myself! :)

#my response #fnaf security breach #fnaf security breach dlc #fnaf security breach dlc spoilers #octonauts #super mario bros

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tacit-semantics · 2 years

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i'd like to know more about madam im adam.... whomst is he

YES absolutely I’ve got you adamposting under the cut. Warning: it is long

So madam-I’m-Adam, through and through and through, is my ‘fine, I’ll do it myself’ character, by which I mean people Do Not tend to work like I do, and thus a lot of characters Do Not tend to work like I do which can get frustrating of course and so! Here we are.

At his core, Adam’s intended to be a character who understands the divide that exists between him and most people and chooses to lean into it; thus, he’s very comfortable with himself, but with other people and his environment at large? Not so much. He’s very isolated, and he knows it, and tries to play it off a lot with humor and of course all the word games he integrates into both his speech and his narration. Those are important because they form the basis of his character in that they a) illustrate connectivity in the way that he understands it b) simultaneously foster a bit of difficulty in terms of understanding things as they actually ARE, and c) thereby serve as something that connects and alienates him in the same breath, if that makes sense. metaphors aside, it’s meant to be a snapshot into the really fucking complicated process of accepting yourself and how you work when other people and the world at large might not. Also, I love language on a structural level, and I wanted a chance to freely fuck around with it.

Adam’s companion character god-dog is meant to be one of those places where his perception and like the rest of the world overlap. Not someone like him exactly, but a basis for identification and acceptance and just yknow the realization that there ARE people and things like you out there.

Also, Adam was conceived after god-dog, who in turn came from one of the nonsense poems I made up on a walk one day never wrote those down. I also remember the iamb lamb who was a walking pun that I can’t remember for the life of me. There’s no theological implications to their names other than that a) I wanted a palindrome to match god-dog and madam-I’m-Adam is well established and fits conveniently well, and b) I think it’s the funniest thing on earth to have my first real oc be named Adam.

Anyways, he still only exists as a concept and a few half decent lines, but I am proud of those lines so I’m gonna finish this off with a few more excerpts because honestly I feel like they get the point of him across much better than I managed to up there akjsjs

“I live down south, in a small house a half mile from all the other small houses, at the center of a series of backroads that wouldn’t even lead to Rome. On days like these I tend to walk a careful path back and forth between the trees, meandering my way from one pointless landmark to the next.

Today, however, I am feeling a little less kind. And as I can’t exactly take that unkindness out on anyone or anything else- I would much sooner die- I decide to do the next best thing and take it out on myself. Playing the martyr is and always has been the one thing that I’ve got going for me- it’s the curse of the chronically useless but ostensibly bearable. This is a long way of saying that I’ve got a pretty face.”

“Old Mrs. Jones is infamous for her hatred of the neighborhood children, her strange dog (this is important) and her sharp hearing. I am infamous for my tendency to do stupid things when I am bored.”

And, one last round:

“…then old Mrs. Jones will come roaring out her trailer with her broomstick and her hair pulled back tight as can be, and she’ll stand straight and tall and jab at the little black sign in the fence and, as a matter of course, she’ll put the fear of dog in you.”

And that concludes adamposting!! thank you for asking about him I was looking for an excuse to ramble cjxjhd. He is. My friend <3

#I’m very sorry if this is incoherent I got excited dbdbd #replies

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borgesbourgignon · 2 years

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Three months shy of my fourth anniversary with my employer, my department has been terminated. A good friend of mine and I are now unemployed.

Okay, so I should've known something was coming when I saw, at 10 AM on a Friday, a meeting scheduled for that afternoon featuring my boss, HR, and the company's head honcho. The subject line was just my last name comma first name. Hmmmmm

My friend had one too, at noon. Everyone in the group chat speculated and waited with bated breath. It wasn't until 1:30 that she came back asking if I can pretend to be surprised. I conceded, not wanting to risk her getting in trouble. Then she said she'd feel bad not warning me, and she dropped the bad news.

Even if she hadn't told me, someone else from the department messaged me during the lunch break wishing me well. So I had plenty of time to take in the situation before my final meeting, including time to download a bunch of files for content I wrote during my tenure. Naturally, I did not use any of that time to write the assignment that was due that Friday.

By the time of the meeting, a wave of acceptance has washed over me. They said the decision was made to position the company for greater success and to benefit our customers, which I didn't bother challenging. I talked straight turkey, asking about the three-month severance package (my friend, who's been there longer than me, got six).

They also said I had two weeks to apply for a new position. Continued employment wasn't guaranteed, but they would put my application right at the top. I looked and couldn't find any openings that matched my skills. No matter. I'd already been looking for better-paying work for a few months. Getting fired has freed me to devote my days to the task.

Then again ... should I start job-hunting right away? The severance package is giving me plenty of dough, and I have a lot saved up. I could hypothetically use the next three months to focus on my writing without financially hurting my partner, my cats, and myself. On the other hand, my current writing project is a fanfic - which I plan to continue working on, but spending what would normally be my work hours on something that could make a profit may be better.

I gotta say, I'm definitely less furious than the last time I lost a job. Maybe it's because my boss interfaced with me face-to-face (via video call, but whatever), which showed more nerve than my last boss calling us on a rare work-from-home day. Maybe it's because I've already been through this before, and I know that I can recover from this. It's not because the situation is better, because this really fucking sucks.

More likely, it's because I'd already moved on mentally. Like I said, I've been looking for work. That's because after receiving (and losing) a huge opportunity for a similar job with a serious pay increase, I realized that my employer was severely underpaying me. Complaining about it snagged me the biggest raise of my life, but I was still making just $17 - not much when inflation is through the roof and three cats plus a romantic partner need me to bring home the bacon.

Even aside from all that, I've just lost my interest in my work. I started pushing my actual start time on my assignments later and later, sonetimes only putting down the first of the required 1000 words with less than an hour before punch-out. Even my favorite clients had come to bore me. I need something new, something more stimulating. I need an actual creative job, not more of this marketing bullshit.

And I'm sure I'll find something good soon enough. Something that matches my skill set and pays the bills plus goodies and isn't for an unusually evil corporation and gets my brain to storming. I just gotta keep looking and applying and looking and applying and looking and applying ...

But first things first. The last time I lost my job, I spent ten bucks on arcade tokens to blast dinosaurs for stress relief, then hunkered down at a bookstore and read a volume of Injustice: Gods Among Us from start to finish. Come Monday morning, I just might make that a tradition.

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morvantmortuary · 2 years

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Hi, Rae! For your Writing Ask game:

'hunt you down (eat you alive)' and 💎

And 😂 with:

“Clearly,” he said, setting your stuffed alligator aside and getting to his feet. “You are the first authority I’d turn to on the latest eyeliner trends for departed octogenarians.”

“Gotta make sure Gramma’s wings are sharp if she’s going to meet the lord,” you said, fighting desperately to keep a straight face and failing.

"Sharp enough to keep the Devil on his toes,” Maxi agreed with his best solemn church face, causing you to break and laugh.

Hope you're doing well, and have a great rest of the day!

(Nora!!! hey babe, good to see you!! <3

💎- What was your favorite part?

Honestly, this is just one of my favorite stories for Maxi that I've written, period. It was the first time I really got to take a lot of him for a spin, both the sweet romantic part of him that I was used to and the part of him that's a straight-up killer, and after so many years of doing it, isn't too concerned with the morality of it like a normal person would be anymore. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it's also one of two chapters I got to write from his perspective, which is definitely something I want to do again, but couldn't quite manage with the information I needed to keep back in this version of the story!! hopefully the very very patient people still waiting on their requests won't mind if I do it again when I try to clear my inbox before the next semester starts :'D It was also the first time I really got to run around the House and the town from his perspective and see the things the Reader wasn't able to see until after Halloween, so that was definitely a lot of fun to play with. I took your question as an opportunity to re-read it, and I couldn't just pick one part, which I'll say I'm proud of as a whole!! :) One thing I did miss as we got into the bigger parts of the world was just Maxi being weird and romantic and kind of creepy around town/in the Mortuary, as I'd originally intended him to be when I first wrote him, so now that the pressure's off him and Final Them a bit for the next Arc, I hope to get back to that some more!

😂- Leave your favorite funny scene in the ask and I’ll tell you what I was thinking.

A;HGJ;GHFAH this really was just a lucky spur-of-the-moment conversation that happened as I was thinking about doing makeup and writing, but it is part of the reason this story is one of my favorites!! one of the things I love writing just as much as smut apparently is two people in love making each other laugh, because to me that's such a critical part of a relationship. you want someone who will take things seriously with you when they should, obviously, but I also think having a similar sense of humor is such a huge turn-on, bc I'm really a total goofball under all the eyeliner lmao. Reader's also trying to figure out why Maxi is watching them so intently, not quite knowing the truth yet, but also not realizing the depths of his feelings for them bc this scene happens before the graveyard flashback in spellbound (reprise) (something I'm definitely going to have to establish a bit more clearly in my next version of this lmao). Reader, as we know, deals with some self-esteem issues it's me I'm bitches!! so of course the only logical reason he'd be watching them is to see how people are doing makeup lately, right?? Maxi, of course, deals mostly with little old people, and here we are. :'D I'm so glad you sent it in, though, bc that really was an exchange that had me giggling to myself in the wee hours when I wrote it.

thank you so much for being kind enough to ask questions, babe!!! I really appreciate you taking the time, and I hope these answers were to your liking! <3)

#nice people #nora!! 🥰#ask game #ask memes

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atypicalacademic · 4 years

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When I was a teenager, and getting into Harry Potter fanfic for the first time, I remember the reader-insert fics that were very blatantly not for selves like me. I was the wrong self.

I could not sidle up to Fred Weasley after Quidditch practice, or corner Sirius Black in the Marauderer era Gryffindor Common Room. I couldn't pick out wands or share my transfiguration homework, or drink butterbeer and laugh with my magical friends. I couldn't pet a hippogriff or fly a broom.

My skin wasn't porcelain, my eyes weren't light, my hair wasn't straight and long.

I was the wrong self.

Even my own name sounded wrong when I slip it in the gap left by "y/n".

At the time, it didn't feel unfair, really. It is what it is, I thought. It felt a little off kilter, but hey, it wasn't the end of the world. Worse things were happening in my life, in my world. So what if my escapism asked me to wear a skin that wasn't my own?

And so I did.

The earliest self-insert characters I'd made were cis white straight women. They were slender, they had freckles and endless blue eyes, they had names like Jessica and Maria and Helen and Grace.

Their names didn't feel wrong when I wrote them into stories.

Until one of my friends passed me the notebook I'd written my stories in, with a little note at the bottom.

"Can you write one about me?"

It was a simple enough request, and I was touched, really, to have a request at all. It was the first one I ever got.

And I did.

I wrote Savitri, with her dark skin and acne and her thick black hair. It took so many tries to get it right, considering the girl I was writing was someone sitting right next to me in school.

Her name didn't flow with my verbs, with my language. When her fictional lover of choice threw his arms around her, I cringed.

This feels wrong.

And not because it was someone I knew. It was because I didn't know how to write the color of her skin, the curls of her hair, the syllables of a voice in a way that felt like it belonged in a story.

I didn't think people like us belonged in that sort of self-indulgence. I simply thought it wasn't for us. That it was cringey if we did it.

But I tried, regardless. Every time Savi wrinkled her nose and said, "my skin's not that smooth," or "I don't have rainwater straight hair", I struck out, tried again. And again. And again.

Until one day I tentatively pushed the notebook towards her, and she asked me if she could tear out those pages and keep them. She said she tucked them under her pillow and read them to sleep every night, giddy and giggling and joyful.

Then she wanted another story.

And another one. And another.

I wrote for another friend. I wrote them in my native language. Every time the wrongness clung to me, but every time it felt lighter, and lighter. And lighter.

Every time I cringe, every time I wonder if I'm making too much of a point, I think of the look Savi gave me, of the relief I felt when I read my own fic and began to crack open the white-woman shells that I'd fashioned for myself.

Fandoms have changed, since then. I, too have changed since then. But every time I read a reader-insert that doesn't assume gender or race or hair color or ability, I smile a bit. Every time I read someone who hadn't belonged to stories before, making characters for themselves, I feel a sense of kinship.

I remember Savi, with endless gratitude. Ive told her so, too. That she changed something for me when she pushed aside the white-woman-shells and asked me for her story.

She shrugged, and looked at me incredulously. "I just wanted a story, dude." She said. "It's not that deep."

That's the thing, isn't it?

I just wanted a story.

It's not that deep.

Only as deep as hastily written, typo-ridden stories are, and names are, and daydreams are.

And yet, and yet, it felt like so much to ask for.

I feel bad for my younger self, who, in a fictional world full of magic and flying cars, drew the line at my brown skin and my dark eyes.

It's not that deep.

It shouldn't be.

It's only as deep as walking headfirst into a world and announcing with my full chest that I belong here as much as everyone else.

It's only as deep as believing it with my whole heart when fantasy-partner-of-choice ran their hands through my frizzy hair and called me beautiful, without needing to wear a name, a being, a body entirely unlike my own.

It was only ever as deep as that.

Only as deep as a ballpoint-pen scrawl at the bottom of a notebook that I'd long since lost.

"Can you write one about me?"

And the answer finally, finally, being yes, yes, I will, I will rummage through a hundred metaphors and fashion my own and purple my prose and drown you in cheesy affection. Yes. You deserve it.

About you, about me, I will write, with my flawed hands and my flawed words, not one, but a thousand stories.

#kannan has thoughts #fanfic #writing #im aware jkr sucks #just a disclaimer lol #fandom #cw long post #sorry for the no cut this is on my phone oops

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montocalypse · 3 years

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For 'If I go now, I'd look for another you': Qs 1, 4, 13, 14 and 15. And for 'Sleepless,' Qs 6 and 10. (I know these are a lot, so feel free to take your time.) Thank you!

Thank you so much for the ask @soy-celeste! As you predicted, this did take a while, what with NaNo taking most of my free time, but here we go:

If I go now...

1. What inspired you to write the fic this way?

Story time, kiddos. Back in early 2019, I was just generally feeling miserable and missing Monto while he was frozen out of the squad, and then Alessio posted a couple of photos on his Insta from some cultural event they both attended, and it was really all the push I needed. I’d never even thought of this ship before, but once I saw it, it couldn’t be unseen. I just loved the idea of these two spending time together and maybe even being friends outside Milanello.

I’ve always been drawn to the dynamic of being queer while playing professionally - some of you might remember my first longer story also exploring that theme - and I saw this as a perfect opportunity to take a deep dive. I’d rarely written Monto as the older/more experienced party before, so that was a bit of a challenge, but it was also very fitting considering I was processing my feelings over his absence and inevitable retirement through the story.

So, I wrote like half of the first chapter back in February 2019. Then I was floored by some massive changes in my personal and professional life, and dropped the story for over half a year. When I finally came back to it in the autumn, after Monto’s retirement had put things into a new perspective, I basically rewrote the whole thing to put more depth to their relationship and drive home this generational shift that was happening in Milan, with Monto being brushed aside while Alessio climbed up to become the captain. It became much more than just a simple coming out love story: I was basically reliving the last few years on Monto’s career through the story.

So yeah, the main inspiration was definitely Monto’s retirement, even though the story begins four years earlier. All the other themes - sexuality, friendship, feeling like an outsider, emotional growth etc - all ties back to it. In short, I was feeling emotional, so I was also expressing lots of emotions I was either going through or had gone through before, in the only way I knew how.

4. What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

What a sneaky way to make me go through the story again!

It’s a tie between two very different scenes:

“Ask me why I kissed you.”

and

“Even after I met Cristina and fell in love with her, I kept expecting something to go wrong – for her to find out and leave me, for me to realize I wasn’t really into her, for someone else to come along and tell me I couldn’t be the person I wanted to be…”

First one because it packs all the unspoken feelings into one single sentence. It’s a scene I wrote in one sitting, with next to no edits even in the final version, and this line was something I knew I would use long before I actually got to do it.

The second one because I’m sick of bisexuality being swept under the rug, and this whole scene was my official ‘fuck you’ to everyone who thinks that being in a straight-passing relationship makes us any less queer.

13. What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

Sunrise Avenue has been my go-to band throughout the creation of this story, with Heartbreak Century (where the title and all subtitles come from), Somebody Like Me (Crazy), and Question Marks probably being the ones I’ve listened to the most while working this story.

14. Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

For the longest time I’d wanted to write a story with a bisexual character where the sexual identity matters. I feel like sexual orientation - bisexuality in particular - is often unfairly ignored/forgotten in favour of Fun Gay Shit(TM) in fanfiction, and it’s always kind of bugged me even though I’ve definitely done it myself on many an occasion.

In this story I wanted to show that being bi is a valid identity that affects how people act and experience the world regardless of their relationship status, and we go through a lot of the same struggles as other LGBTQ+ individuals, as well as stuff that’s specific to us. If there’s one reader who picked that up and maybe gained a new perspective on how they view sexuality, I’d be very pleased.

15. What did you learn from writing this fic?

That sometimes it’s completely OK to take my time writing and updating a story. I think this might be the first time I haven’t felt guilty for taking months to update, because this fic started as a personal therapy project that I never expected anyone else to pick up. And honestly? Had I written and pushed it out when the idea first struck me, I don’t think the story would have turned out half as good, because only with time and numerous edits (and lots of help from @hendos) did I find the right balance and my voice as a writer.

Sleepless

6. What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?

I could be cheap and just say it’s the ship because this is the only time I’ve written either Edi or Diego. However, that’d be selling it short, because this is actually one of the most personal stories I’ve ever written.

I wrote it back when I was getting ready to move to another continent, and had to cope with an end to a very short-lived summer romance I’d gone through just before - that story didn’t end there, and it ended up being much more complicated than I’d ever imagined, but back then I didn’t know that. I just knew I’d found something special and I was choosing to walk away from it because if I didn’t, I would have regretted it. And that didn’t make the relationship-that-never-happened mean any less.

Sleepless, as short and (bitter)sweet as it is, re-tells a moment from the end of that non-relationship in as much detail as I could while also keeping true to the characters and context of the fictional relationship I was writing. I’m pretty sure it’s the only one among all my fics where I’ve basically lifted stuff from my own life and written it into a story with only some relatively small changes.

10. Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?

I adopted Uruguay as my secondary national team during the 2010 World Cup after Italy went out. Sad, I know, but it was also surprisingly easy to fall for them when my attention wasn’t being hogged by the Azzurri. I remember falling particularly hard for Forlán, I was just awestruck.

When it came to choosing characters/pairing for this story, I knew I needed to find players with a clear age gap (to mirror the above-mentioned irl relationship) who were also living/about to live on other sides of the world. Forlán was the obvious choice because he was leaving Europe and I was upset to say the least.

As for Cavani, he was playing in Napoli at the time, so I’d been following him through Serie A, and was intrigued by this introverted singlemindedness I could see in him. I found it very relatable. He seemed like such an interesting person, I just wanted to take a shot at writing him, even if it was only a short piece.

#see what happens when i'm asked to talk about my stories #thanks for the ask i really loved looking back at these stories #soy-celeste #asks

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justgradschoolthings · 2 years

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❀The Art of Storytelling❀

*taps mic* Is this thing on?

Okay, I'll just be honest, I generally stink at introductions. I'm only professional when I absolutely have to be. Thankfully, since this is my blog, I don't technically have to be professional. Except for my professor will be reading this and I don't want her to think I'm a classless heathen.

Anyways, hi. My name is Ellie. I have my Bachelors in English with concentrations in creative writing and journalism. I'm currently working towards my Masters in Professional Writing while also working full time. I have no life, it's fine.

I know anyone who majored in some form of the arts in college heard the following phrases at least once:

Can you even make money with that degree?

What do you want to do with that degree when you graduate?

Oh, so you want to be a teacher!

You may want to minor in something more useful so you can actually get a job.

I could go on and on, but I'll spare you. And spare myself from the utter agony those phrases inspire in my soul.

I started writing creatively when I was ten years old. The first thing I remember writing was in the computer lab with my childhood bestie. I think the Twilight Saga was really big at that time, so we wrote stories about these two vampire girls. I have no idea what the plotline was beyond that. I'm now twenty-three years old, so it's safe to say I've grown far beyond the realm of sparkly vampires. If you're not on Team Edward you're very misinformed, though, just saying.

Rambling aside, I'd like to share the tips and insights I've learned over the years. Here goes. Here are some questions you may have about the writing process.

❁Where should I start?❁

I'd have a question for you in turn: what are you into? Are you a diehard Star Wars fan? Do you play sports? Do you play any instruments? When you're thinking about things to write about, don't push yourself too far! Write what you know. Write about what you love. Seriously. It sounds cheesy, but it's so true. The writing process will be absolutely miserable if you don't actually care about your topic of choice!

❁Is there any place I can look for inspiration?❁

Yes! Read. Read about your topic, in your genre, if you will, as much as you can. And don't groan at me like that. It may sound like something your teacher would tell you to do, but it's true. Reading has made me a better writer! For example, my preferred genre of writing is Young Adult Fiction, specifically in romance. Why, you ask? Because those are some of my favorite types of books to read! In reading more about what you write about, you can study the way they write. How do they use POV (point of view)? Do they write in first person? Third person? Past tense? Present tense?

❁How do I know if I'm any good?❁

The answer to this is simple and terrifying: have others read your work. I know, I know. Sometimes it's terrifying to put your own writing out there, to show it to someone else. But I can confidently say that I would not be the accomplished writer I am today without the gentle (and not so gentle at times) feedback of my peers and instructors.

❁Does writing require work outside of writing?❁

Of course. These beautiful sentences don't just form themselves. *Insert hair flip emoji* Really, though, it depends on the genre you're writing in. For example, if you're writing a movie set in the middle of World War Two, you'd be remiss not to have your facts correct. After all, this was a war involving actual human beings, some of whom died so we could be free. I actually wrote a movie set in a concentration camp, and let me tell ya, I think I researched more than I actually wrote the movie. If you want your story to be authentic and believable, you have to do your homework. Get the facts straight, and get them in reputable places, please. Wikipedia is handy but it is not reputable. Websites ending in .org or .edu are good examples of credible sources.

❁Are there any good places to find inspiration for writing online?❁

Absolutely! If you search writing prompts on Google, you'll get tons of ideas. These are some of my favorite places to go when I'm in need of some inspiration or have writers block.

This sub-Reddit

Writer's Digest

I've found great dialogue starters here

I think that's it! If you've made it this far without getting bored...I'm glad. Time to go adult now. Boo.

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Not so alone

Hey! I'm new to writing for twd but I wrote for other fandoms before. Anyway this is an idea I've had for a while now and i want to make it quite long, but that's only if anybody reads it lol. I'd love to get some feedback, hopefully someone will read it. Anyway enjoy and tell me what you think!

Summary: You decide to leave the group and go look for your brother, but you're not alone.

Guilt. You felt it all over. It was eating out your brain, you couldn't grasp why you left him. This guilt burned down your throat, it hurt. And this wasn't what kept you on the edge, it was the actual pain, you left your brother behind and you felt as if someone had wrapped their filthy, blood stained hands around your heart, and everytime you found yourself thinking of something else, that grip only tightened.

The group was complete, except for your brother of course. Whatever that was that happened at Terminus, happened way too fast for you to realise someone might have been left behind. Everyday you roamed the woods, you hoped that the next minute you'd find the whole group, safe and sound. And when you finally found them, it felt like a bullet being shot into the back of your chest, the sight of what you learned to call family over the course of these two years, but without actually, the only blood family you still had left.

The first night, you decided to keep watch. You've been running on fumes, but no way would your brain allow you to rest even for a second. You were rested against a tree, assault riffle between your legs, looking out around your makeshift camp, hearing Abraham not so quietly snore close by. You were bitter even though you had no reason to be, it was no one's fault, you couldn't stand to see people relax even the smallest bit.

As you were thinking about what to do next, you heard steps behind you, but they were too regular and began way too close for them to signal someone approaching the camp, so you relaxed a bit.

It was Daryl. You've always had a connection with him, but nothing came out of it. To be fair, you wouldn't call him your friend, you'd risk your like for his any day and he'd do the same for you, but you'd never go and just start a conversation. He sat down with a loud thud, against a tree, a few feet from you. After that, silence settled again, but you just wished he'd go away, because you knew what was coming.

"You know, I get it" he mumbled, trying not to be too loud.

"You don't get anything". You didn't want to hear about Merle, how he felt, didn't want or need his pity; didn't want to hear a story about how reckless you would be if you decided to go and look for your brother. You didn't want to talk about your brother, didn't want to talk at all.

He scoffed at your response and that just made you want to slap him.

"You wanna look for him. Ya think I don't know that?" he asked shifting something between his fingers, not looking in your direction for even a second.

"Daryl, honestly, save it."

"Ya ain't going after him" he growled looking straight towards you, where your eyes should be, but right now not visible in the pitch darkness of the forest.

"I didn't try to stop you when you left us for Merle, Rick went back into the city with you to look for him, we took him in for you." your voice grew louder with every word until you paused "So don't talk to me like that"

You heard him shift softly, and soon realised he took out a pack of cigarettes, and saw the shadow of his hand extending one towards you. He lit a match, leaned in to light yours before his and then settled back into his position. It was like your words went unheard but it didn't bother you, you wanted to finish this topic as soon as possible.

"So ya're just gon' leave us?"

"I'm finding my brother and then we're gonna look for you" you sighed

"Fucking hell, (Y/N), what makes ya think it's ok to go out there alone?" he spat standing up and looked down at you.

"I think I can handle myself" you retorted annoyed. Of course you were scared of being alone but it didn't compare with the thought of losing your brother. He laughed bitterly at your statement and started walking into the woods without saying a word.

You appreciated the fact that he worried about you but it still didn't change your mind. Nothing could.

The next morning, as everybody was packing their few belongings in order to hit the road, Maggie approached you.

"(Y/N), I heard you talking to Daryl last night. You shouldn't go alone. Talk to Rick, we can all look for him"

"I appreciate that, but I can't ask this of you"

"Just talk to Rick before you make a decision" she patted your shoulder softly and smiled warmly as she knew what it was like to lose a sibling, and knew she couldn't ask you to leave him behind"

A few minutes later, you pulled Rick aside to tell him your plan and avoided mentioning the whole group going.

He wasn't happy. You respected Rick with all your might, have followed his orders my heart, always, you reminded him that and promised him you'd look for them as soon as you found your brother.

After saying your goodbyes, you threw your backpack over your shoulder, and started making your way through the woods, into the direction of where Terminus once was, trying not to look back. After a few seconds, you heard steps behind you, and turned only to see Daryl coming after you.

"What are you doing?" you asked annoyed.

"Finding your brother"

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