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thewriteblrlibrary · 4 months

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A Step-by-Step Marketing Guide so we can spite traditional publishers (and make people cry).

~ This is a guide specific for fiction/writeblr. All of this is for free and there is little social media posting/ads involved (unless you want to venture into that). ~

Within the writeblr spheres, there's this underlying hope that our stories will find their audience. Perhaps we'll have a fandom full of fanart and video essays, or maybe we'll be an instant classic and sit on collectors' beloved bookshelves. Our stories could sit within the deepest corners of someone's heart and maybe they never tell a soul about what's so special to them. Maybe our stories become those 'underrated masterpieces'.

Or we just want to see people ugly cry over our writing.

Whatever your hope may be, marketing is an important path to venture on (especially because traditional publishers are rejecting diverse books in favor of ones that are already famous + the whole sub-par machine thing they seem obsessed with.)

And thus, my childhood marketing obsession will hopefully be of use to you. This is all for free (unless you want to spend money) and you don't need to figure out social media platforms (unless you want to, and this guide works if you decide to take that route too.)

Step One: Characters

Marketing spheres will define these fictious people as 'avatars' or 'the target audience'. You could also call them characters. Because that's what they are: fictional people.

For this step, you shall create characters that would love your story.

And here's some great news: You've already done this.

Perhaps you wrote your story to comfort a prior version of yourself. Perhaps each character in your story holds an aspect of your personality. Perhaps you were ridiculously self-indulgent and made the story you would've loved to read. These are all possible characters you can reuse for marketing.

Write down 2-4 quick archetypes for these characters. You'll chose an aspect of your story (characters, themes, or the younger-self that you wrote it for) and write a thumbnail sketch. (Main issue, fears, wants, personality traits if they relate to the main issue.)

I'll do it for my story (the Land of the Fallen Fairies) down below:

Anuli-like (my MC): Overthinking and aloof. Wants a happy ending but thinks their current personality/character isn't good enough for one. The present stales in comparison to the past/the childhood they lost. The 'gifted theater kids'. Kamari-like (side character): Postpones happiness in favor of creating a perfect schedule/getting accomplishments. Heavy masking. Creative but doesn't create anymore. Promises themself they'll enjoy themselves later, when they've earned it. Workaholics. My younger self: Wanting a fantasy escapism to embody the traits they wish they had in real life. Dissatisfied and worried about reality. Perfectionists. Self-indulgent: People who love plants and forests and fantasy worlds far away from reality/humanity.

Great! Now it's time to find these characters.

Step Two: Setting.

(Let's assume you're using the internet for your marketing. But a similar method works for real life too.)

Where do the characters live?

In order to figure that out, we need to discover the characters' interests, what they watch to solve their problems, and who they find #relatable.

(You can do this for each character or for all the characters at once.)

For example:

Anuli-like -

interests: Stories. Analysis videos. Fantasy escapism. Things that remind them of their childhood. (so nature, warmth, comfort, play, imagination and the times they would actually enjoy learning.)

Places to look: Nature quotes, ambience videos, children's shows and fairytales (comfort shows). Fandom culture - fanfic video essays, fan art.

Solving problems (the problem being wanting a 'happy ending' but feeling that their personality/lifestyle/characteristics aren't right for one): Mindfulness things. Self-healing. Quotes and meditations and candles galore. Slow living. Nature vlogs. Self care. All that 'live in the moment' culture.

Places to look: Slow living. Nature vlogs. The 'softer self-help' (spirituality stuff. Magic/ overnight answers). Witchcraft. 'aesthetic nature' places. Guided meditations.

#relatable: Burnt out gifted kids. People who think so much that their life passes them by. Storytellers and creative who create to make sense of the world. People who like dark, gory things in spite of who they want to be. People who don't like reality.

Places to look: Those 'learn better and remember everything' places. (The 'burnt-out gifted kid' recovery places.) Stop overthinking spots. Those quotes on Pinterest from poetic people who think too much /aff. Storyteller places. Dark academia. Classical music. One off quotes/ poetry.

Okie dokie. Once you have this, find channels, social media accounts, blogs, songs, books, etc. that fit with the categories you wrote down. (They should appeal to the characters) You can search up some of the terms you listed into searches and see who pops up. Bonus points if you find people that overlap with multiple sections.

I know I didn't include booktube or booktok in here. You can if you want too. But those can be a bit... 'consume these 500 books'. You also want to find other places where people who would like you story live, even if they don't follow booktube or booktok.

Congrats! Now you know where your characters live!

Step Three: the scary part

Take everyone you found on your search for the settings and write them down a list. Make sure you get an email/contact info. (they usually list them somewhere under 'for business inquires') Also feel free to watch their content and get to know what attributes these settings have.

And now... we talk to them. about our stories. You can do it. I believe in you.

This called 'pitching your product' in marketing spheres. But you can be informal about it.

I know it can be difficult to talk about your work, so here's a tone to have:

'I made this thing I like and I think you'll like it too'.

What you'll do is send an email (or dm) that goes like this (inspired by Creative Hive on youtube):

Hi [name],

[Genuine compliment]

[Quick sentence or two about your story. Include the themes and who it appeals to. If you have a logline/sentence summary, include that. But I find that the underlying themes and 'who's it's for' is more engaging.

For my story, I might say something like.

I've written a story you might enjoy, since you like [interest]. It's called the Land of the Fallen Fairies. It's a nature-themed commentary on the pursuit of happiness and fixing yourself to deserve that happiness, told by an overthinking, unreliable, houseplant narrator. It was supposed to comfort me when I got frustrated with myself and my happiness chasing, and I hope it can comfort others too.

(That's probably a bit long and I can trim it down a bit.)

You can phrase it like a gift if you want too.]

[Call to action.

'If you like it, I'd appreciate a mention on your [platform].

I know this part may be difficult to mention (imposter syndrome is not fun.) But I promise that if they do like it, they'll be happy to mention it.]

If they don't respond within... four-ish days? (A week at most). then you can include a follow up. For this you can include a template with info about your story. This way it's easy for them to talk about your story.

The template:

title

genre

blurb

Author

where to find the book

Bonus points if you have an additional, physical thing to send them.

Congrats! Now do this pitching process a few times until you've covered most of your bases. (Pitch to as many people as you can. It will get more comfortable as you do it. Play your favorite song and don't let yourself think too hard about it.)

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The benefits of this process are that you find people that are already interested in the themes and vibes of your story (in comparison to to ads, which get shoved in everyone's faces.). Someone your audience already trusts will talk about it, which means you don't need to do all this trial and error to find your audience and make content for them.

It's basically a bunch of people talking about something they like!

AND you diversify your audience across niches, but with an underlying theme/interests. Booktok/booktube must appeal to everyone, so it's a hit or miss for recommendations. (Unless there is someone that specifically does one genre/type of story.)

From here you can do fun little things to build up hype and make the book launch feel like this fun event. (I love it when that happens so here's my thoughts about trying to create an event with your story... although that may require another post entirely.)

preorder goals

charity goals

Arg's and puzzles

fund with side plushies and trinkets

Book blog tour

book boxes

as many memes as you can make

rewards (like bookmarks or posters or smth) that people can get for supporting

Talk about the process of creating your story. I know this one channel called 'Dead Sound' that creates 'making of' videos for his short films and they are some of the best videos on youtube.

Okay dear storyteller! Now go forth and share your story with the world!

Additional resources:

Creative Hive <-- a youtube channel that goes through the pitching process.

This video is also very good <-- Haven't watched the rest of the channel but I assume it's also good.

One of the best marketing channels on the internet (the videos are actually entertianing to watch.

Seth Goldin <-- I read his book and took the parts I liked and modified for storytelling marketing.

Dead Sound <-- propaganda to watch the short film series he has (he did the whole 2-d 3-d style wayyyy before spiderverse did... and he's one person making these. One person. It's amazing.

Glitch <--- If someone can figure out how The Amazing Digital Circus was marketed then I will pay you money. It seems to be a lot of memes and funny things.

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kirenia15 · 10 months

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My Dramione TBR list

Welcome to my Dramione fanfics list! It is created mainly for myself, to keep track of all the fics I am reading this year, and in the hopes you can also find recommendations for yourself.

READ:

Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love (199,656 WC) -- this fic is simply perfect. I read this right after ‘Manacled’ and it healed my soul. I really wish I was good at bookbinding because I need a physical copy of this so bad. Rating 5/5.

From Wiltshire With Love (352,757 WC) -- awesome writing, fantastic execution and lots of spice! Rating 4.5/5.

Manacled (370,515 WC) -- devastatingly good. This was actually the first Dramione fanfic I read in years. I could not put it down and in my heart I am still yearning for a sequel and a happy(ier) ending. Rating 5/5.

The Auction (325,876 WC) -- absolutely awesome as well as heartwrenching. Rating 5/5.

The Disappearances of Draco Malfoy (290,615 WC) -- this is great! I really liked how the story and love between Draco and Hermione developed. Rating 4.5/5.

The Eagle’s Nest (292,798 WC) -- it is honestly my least favourite out of them but the change of AU and setting was welcome. It is also very well researched and well written. Rating 4/5.

Love and Other Historical Accidents (153,841 WC) -- it is beautifully written but I am not so fond of this style. I honestly expected it to be different so I took me quite long to finish this. Rating 3/5.

Meet Your Match (121,611 WC) — this one arrived in my hands at the perfect time. I was just craving some fluffy story with older characters in a time after the war, where we could see a glimpse of their future lives. It did not disappoint in the slightest. Rating 5/5.

Sugar and Spice (156,052 WC) — first dreomione I read and I absolutely loved it! It made the top 5 for me. Rating 4.4/5.

READING:

The Debt of Time (715,940 WC)

The Misfortunes of Muggle Studies (in development)

Breath Mints, Battle Scars (148,908 WC)

Seek and Find (205,273 WC)

TO BE READ:

All the Wrong Things (160,297 WC)

An Inconvenience (121,433 WC)

Bring Him to His Knees (246,526 WC)

Carpathian (102,177 WC)

Contradictions (183,073 WC)

How to Win Friends and Influence People (386,462 WC)

Measure Of A Man (590,655 WC)

Perfectly in Pieces (556,730 WC)

Secrets and Masks (465,159 WC)

Shifted (95,961 WC)

The Ghost Of You (105,734 WC)

The Journal (104,890 WC)

The Manuscript (160,613 WC)

The Order of Serpents (193,506 WC)

The Right Thing To Do (174,911 WC)

Timeless (311,311 WC)

Unchained (136,082 WC)

Dragon in the Dark (164,782 WC)

Love In A Time Of The Zombie Apocalypse (356,169 WC)

Rosemary for Remembrance (167,789 WC)

On the Nature of Daylight (234,689 WC)

Ten out of Ten (61,559 WC)

Out of Darkness (63,404 WC)

#dramione #fanfic #hpfanfic #draco malfoy #hermione granger #hermione x draco #recs #dramione recs

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chiyoso · 5 months

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original pin

hi pookie. to those who read this the first time, welcome back, this is a re-write. an update. i kinda found the initial update i did rushed, not clearly descriptive of my situation outside this writing hobby of mine. also for the ones that i tagged, i have notes for you <3 (sorry for the tag 🫶🏻)

alright. hello hello. i'm chiyo, a jjk-focused/sporadic genshin and hsr fanfic writer, and you've caught me, and this blog in such bad time, and im so, so very fucking burnt out.

writing for me should be fun, stress relieving, and that goes for any other hobby i have. i have been told and supported countless of times to take a rest, to take a break from this, but my stubborn ass continues to try and get something out, anything to keep my blog alive, hells, it feels like a toxic relationship where i keep coming back, because i remember all the fun, happy and fond times i had in this app, only then to return to why it becomes draining, exhausting.

just sat there, occasionally laid on my back, using my phone, but with unmoving thumbs, with a brain lacking the world that needs the narrative to make a story, fuck, where has it gone?

that innocent, startup of mine, the newfound love and interest for that world of fiction that you all create. dude, i remember being so happy discovering that this brain of mine can conjure up so many shit, all because of your words, it's fucking amazing. hence, the start of the era of my honkai star rail writing journey. (hsr/hi3rd fans who followed me, i let you down with my jujutsu kaisen brainrot obsession im sorry lmao)

“take a break hira,” “take a break chiyo,” “please, take a break.”

i've heard it all, and with utmost love and respect, thank you.

thank you for everything, every word, every action, and every peep of interest you all had for me. small and big creators, who, stopped by because of my small percent chance drop in on their feed, because of the stories i created that you shared, i've met so many wonderful, inspring and motivating people in tumblr, fuck, i didn't expect to crrate a little community all by myself, with my grit alone, it's so rewarding for someone who strives for perfection, for someone who struggles with her mental health daily, for someone who deluded themselves in a world of fiction, I can't express my genuine gratitude enough.

i'm not quitting. maybe i should've mentionrd that earlier to prevent you from getting rattled, but continuing off, i don't find myself quitting this writing journey, maybe i'm just not in the right mental headspace for it at this time. damn, my ex really fucked me up LMAO.

right, i'm aware of the less and lessening interactions i've had with the people i've encountered throughout tumblr, i feel sick of myself for not being able to catch up, nor interact with any of you as much as i could anymore, it really, really fucking sucks, i hate it, i hate it, i do.

i still have leftover projects to go over and publish, because i still want MY ideas, MY thoughts, MY worlds of fictional prowess to all of you. i'm not done, but i will say, that i'm- i'm so incredibly, so very sorry to the ones that were highly, to the heavens, expecting greatness from me, to the ones who were anticipating my unfinished stories, fuck, there's so much to do, yet my body, my mind, they do not respond, as if i'm losing my sense of time, literally.

all i can say to those sticking with me because of their plain interest for me, i wish, i pray, i'll beg, beg for me, my soul, my mind, my body, my spirit to heal, and heal faster, so i can love you all at my 100%, not with my trying 20%, and lower.

thank you. to the old, and to the recent supporters that got me to 3k followers and counting, fuckin' wild. actually insane.

i'll continue to write. i'll continue to create. i don't want to quit.

i don't want to leave the only thing that gave me freedom, and the genuine happiness the first time, making me discover shit about myself, and there's that.

p.s. apologies for my jjk brainrot everyone who followed for genshin and hsr <3 also that one popular otome game, love & deepspace? yeah, that shit's also fucking me up so good.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: (lawd i feel bad for tagging)

@ainescribe @wanderingconstellations @teapartyspilled @v3lv3tf0x @ciarchivez ⸻ you fucking OGS. literally five pillars of my life, the cheerleaders, my absolute undying support of this blog, you saw me at my noob tumblr handling form, the lows, the highs, and the absolute peaks, i consider all of you special, i do, you all made tumblr and the writing community such a fun place for me. thank you, thank you, i just can't spam that voiceline enough.

@peachdues @screampied @chuluoyi @blkkizzat @jabamin @flametrashira @meowzfordayz ⸻ you superstar mutuals of mine. we've only interacted sporadically, PLEASE BLAME MY BURNOUT AND COLLEGE SCHEDULE FOR THAT, but all of you invoked so much burning hope, and motivation for me through your stories, AND your interests for me, whether it'd be something about my themes, edits, stories, it doesn't matter, you all took interest in lil' ol me, despite what, being such big content creators? FUCK??? that's insane. thank you.

god, i seriously wish my schedule would just clear up by a fuckton, and then again, i was the one who took psychology and performing arts 💤 i hope, hope HOPE i get to interact with you all again once i take a leave/break from college.

⸻ with all my love, chiyo.

#real shit i think i just need dick #that or a love so overwhelming from a person that theyll die for me cos id do the same

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aziraphales-library · 5 months

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Hi, I’m not here to ask for anything but I’d like to recommend a fic called ‘Too wise to woo peacefully’ by Ventriloki (Feral_but_Fluffy). It’s set just after the events of season 2 and it’s healing my soul so I thought other people should know about it too. There is some violence so check the tags.

Also thanks so much to this blog, ur so helpful and I wish every fandom could have this!!!

Thank you for this rec, and for your kind words about our endeavours here. 😚

Too Wise to Woo Peaceably by Ventriloki (Feral_but_Fluffy) [NR, 54k words, WIP]

The season 2 finale was gutting so I'm taking these two ineffable idiots and patching things up between them. Slowly. With angst. And Muriel. And ultimately, a happy ending.

This kicks off from the end of season 2. First fanfic so hopefully someone enjoys reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

-Mod AB

#good omens #ineffable husbands #good omens s2 #angst #slow burn #mod ab

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somehhuuuhh · 1 month

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A passiv inkmare au 🦑🐙

I was in a mood for inkmare, especially passiv inkmare, but knowing that passiv nightmare is a kid and I didn't want it to be a pro ship so I make them both kids until it gets angsty and becomes adult inkmare.

I don't know what to call this au so it would be nice to get some suggestions on what to call it

Below is me rambling this au and a small doodle

This version of dreamtale is where Nightmare did get beat up sometimes, but when someone was sick, he gave them the negative apple because, for some reason, the positive apples didn't work,and they heal. The villagers realized maybe he isn't a bad guy after all??? Of course, some people think he is, but now he's more peaceful.

Ink

His one year older, and yet he acts like a little gremlin. He is still a protector and goes around helping aus. He found dreamtale while he was in the doodle sphere. He noticed something that wasn't supposed to be there, which was dreamtale. The page was glitching a lot. He went to dreamtale confused because it was peaceful there, then he got spotted by nightmare.

A small fact about him is that he will give Nightmare nicknames like Nighty or Moony something like that

Nightmare

He's a kind soul, and he is pretty happy since Nightmare doesn't get beat up too much. He doesn't like to explore that much like Dream does. He usually stays under the tree and reads a book. When he found Ink wondering around his au, he knew he wasn't around here but still shower him with kindness

Fun fact about him is that he can't see much with his right eye

And that's all for now. idk if I want to make it to a comic or fanfic(probably a comic because I'm not good at writing)

#undertale au #digital art #my art #undertale #nightmare x ink #passive nightmare x ink #ink x nightmare #ink x passiv nightmare #inkmare #passive inkmare #inkmare au #passive inkmare au

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hawkinshighdropout · 2 years

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Beautiful Remains.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

Summary: Six months pass since the doomsday with Vecna, your boyfriend Eddie has become more recluse and you feel that you are losing him. What will it take to get him to trust you again? To believe you still love him, scars and all.

Warnings: The only warning here is that there is a line at the very end (literally the last couple of sentences) that hint at the idea of having children one day. It doesn't go into any detail, but I have been asked to put a trigger warning for tokophobia and I am more than happy to oblige to ensure I don't make anyone uncomfortable! <3 Other than that this is purely angsty/fluff content. Unless you count a couple of curse words or mentions of Eddie's bat scars as needing a warning? Idk, I haven’t written fanfics in like 8 years so I’m a little rusty…

Note/Request: Requested by @sugoiisa. “How about one with Eddie somehow surviving the demobats and everyone including the reader nurse him back to health. And with the amount of scars he’s gotten from the bats, he grows self conscious with himself, so the reader reassured him of how their views on him haven’t changed all the while they kiss his scars😭”

Word Count: 3.2k

Send me prompts to write about!

It had been six months since everything went down… Six months since “the earthquake”, six months since Max had been hospitalised, six months since you thought you’d lost Eddie. It had been the longest six months of your life, and you knew the pain and healing was far from over, both figuratively and literally. School had been cancelled for the rest of the year and everyone was promised an honorary graduation diploma, you had suffered enough so this was the first victory for your group.

The town was still in the very early stages of fixing itself back up again, most people had been discharged from the hospitals, the mayor granting everyone financial aid so they could put a temporary pause on all non-essential employment so people could assist in the hard work to rebuild Hawkins.

Max was… well, she wasn’t great. Your once bubbly and attitude ridden little friend was now a sad and quiet individual, she kept to herself and didn’t talk much outside of the nurses running checks on her. She had officially gone blind. Most of her bones still broken, but healing. That was the important part. That was the miracle. She was healing, she was doing better day by day, that’s all that mattered to you.

Lucas hadn’t left her side once and you could tell that even in this state, their bond was only growing stronger. It was a pure testimony of love and will, that the two young souls had found comfort and security in the protection of one another, it was admirable.

Dustin was getting better, gradually. His ankle had healed up but the emotional trauma still lingered, as you would imagine. He thought Eddie had died in his arms, and for a couple minutes he technically had, your second miracle. You’re not sure what god you prayed to, all of them perhaps, but you were granted a small miracle in the doctors being able to revive him back in Hawkins.

Dustin had started seeing a counsellor to deal with his grief, and over the next passing months you could see the light slowly returning back to his eyes. He started to make jokes again, wanting to hangout more, still broken but he was working on it, and you couldn’t be more proud of him.

Steve was improving, his wounds had healed up for the most part, leaving him with a small scar that he would even brag about as being his “Battle Wound, only heroes get these.” Him and Robin had lost their jobs, again, due to the order of non essential businesses to close, so they volunteered to continue providing assistance for younger residents.

Steve was hired to drive kids two and from places to make sure they got there safe, he would pick up odd jobs here and there; laundry, kitchen work, even babysitting. Yeah, he’s always the god damn babysitter.

Robin was the same, but she worked more closely in the kitchen to make sure everyone who was displaced in the explosion had their weekly food supply boxes sent out to them. If she knew the family had a smaller child, she would always sneak a cookie or two into the box, freshly baked by Vickie. They wanted to bring a little joy to the children so in their downtime they baked cookies. It wasn’t on the list for items to include, but no one needed to know about that.

Nancy and Jonathan were going strong, they seemed to be closer than ever, he had cleaned up his act and was far more present and open with his thoughts and feelings. Since everything was closed down, Nancy deferred her college application for a year, giving them the much needed time to work things out and decide what they actually wanted. The acceptance letter merely a backup plan after the dust had settled.

Mike and Will? They seemed to be okay, still on edge as the threat of Vecna was always around the corner, but they went back to normal in terms of how they acted around one another. Eleven was doing better too, surrounded by the love and support of Hopper and Joyce (who had since moved in together), they were playing happy families.

Joyce’s job had shifted more into calling numbers on lists provided by the mayor to organise relocation for those who had lost everything. Hopper was always working, trying to locate the last couple of missing people to no avail, but he never gave up hope, he never stopped looking.

Eddie? He’s…. Sigh. Eddie, your poor Eddie. Out of everyone in your group, except Max, he was the worst off from all of this. He tried to play the hero, and paid the price for it. You’re not even sure how it happened as you’d blacked out most of the trauma, but you knew you’d somehow gotten him back to Hawkins with the help of the guys, rushed him to hospital where he was induced into a coma and had emergency surgery. He spent the first couple of weeks still in the coma but the doctors had promised you that he would pull through.

Those first couple of weeks, you visited him every single day. You brushed his hair, read him articles from his favourite magazine, kept him company and even slept beside him on some nights. He was bad. Really bad. Most of his body was bandaged up and you knew the damage had been done, you were terrified of how different life would be after everything he had been through.

You and the guys did everything for Eddie from the moment he regained consciousness up until present day. Dustin had let Eddie have his Mattel Electronics - Dungeons & Dragons handheld console whilst he was in the hospital, wanting Eddie to still get to enjoy his hobbies without exhausting himself with playing the full game himself. Eddie had complained about how nothing could replace the love and effort he put into the real thing, but he was incredibly grateful for the gesture and played late at night when he couldn’t sleep.

The other kids would come to the hospital and make sure he had snacks to eat, keeping him company until they were kicked out from visiting hours being over. Robin, Nancy and Steve would come by and make sure he had fresh clothes and get him anything he needed that the kids couldn’t get hold of. You were all his care and support team, and he’s never felt more loved and wanted in a town that once wanted him dead.

Eddie had only been home for about a month at this point, they kept him in longer than any of you expected due to the severity of his wounds. They had to do testing to make sure there wasn’t any horrific venom of sorts in the bites, and he had such a high maintenance routine that it was easier to keep him at the hospital where he could be checked on every couple of hours.

His wounds had somewhat healed, they were no longer open or needing to be bandaged, but they looked gnarly. Eddie had become far more recluse and insecure, he never took his shirt off around you, you never showered together anymore, you hadn’t even had sex in months (not that that was important, you just knew before this all happened you’d be doing it almost daily so it’s a shock that Eddie hadn’t even made attempts to do more than kiss.) He still made sure that you knew he loved you, he just didn’t feel confident enough to be intimate around you at all, you couldn’t blame him.

You were currently stepping out of the shower of Eddie’s trailer, wrapping a towel around yourself and combing through your hair with your fingers as Eddie sat in his bedroom reading a magazine. You dry yourself off and change into comfy clothes, a pair of red shorts and a white t-shirt with some band you don’t remember the name of plastered on the back, hair in a loose bun whilst it dried.

Eddie was wearing black sweatpants and a long sleeved Dungeons and Dragons shirt, socks on his feet as he was covered head to toe, not wanting you to see his scars.

“Hey, love.” He said, not looking up from his place on the magazine, only tearing his eyes away from the page when you’re leaning down to kiss him, to which he happily reciprocates.

“Hi, gorgeous.” He flinches slightly at the name, before he would have grinned brightly but now he doesn’t assosicste with it, feeling as if it didn’t belong to him.

You gently take the magazine out of his hands, folding the corner so he wouldn’t lose his place, before you set it on the bedside table away from him. Sitting beside him on the bed, you rest your hand against his cheek, cupping his head and stroking his cheekbone with a concerned look on your face. He sighs sadly, his hand cupping the back of your wrist whilst his own thumb swipes acros the back of your hand comfortingly.

“Baby… It’s 100 degrees outside, are you sure you wanna be sat here sweating your ass off in those clothes?” your voice tender, understanding, laced with concern rather than judgement.

He shrugs, truth he told he was already overheating in his outfit, he just couldn’t bear the thought of you seeing any part of him like this. You shuffle closer, press a kiss to the centre of his forehead before speaking, making sure to choose your words carefully as the last thing you’d ever want to do was upset him.

“Honey, it’s okay… I… I’m not going to judge you, you know? I want what’s best for you, I don’t want you getting sick from overheating, I promise you I won’t judge you” you whisper to him, seeing that he’s gnawing at his lip anxiously as you speak.

“I just don’t want you to see me differently, I don’t want you thinking I’m hideous and not being attracted to me. I don’t want you breaking up with me just cause you don’t think I’m hot anymore,” voice quiet, you can tell by the poor attempt to mask his sniffles that he had tears in his eyes.

“Never gonna happen,” your voice confident.

Pulling away, you take both of cheeks in your hands, tilting his head up so you lock eyes with one another. Thumbs swiftly wiping away any tears that happen to trickle down his face, you offer him a soft smile, caught between trying to be reassuring and not wanting to break down seeing him like this.

“I love you, Edward. Okay? You’re always going to be the most handsome man I’ve ever laid my eyes upon, you hear me? We’ve been through hell and back together, it’s going to take far more than your scars to make me not love you anymore. You’re the sweetest, most funny, kind, caring, supportive and passionate individual I have ever been around. You love everyone so passionately and you’re so proudly yourself and that’s a beautiful thing to experience. You’ve shown me what real love is like and you have not once made me question my worth or if you loved me. You’re a real man, Edward Munson, and I can promise you from the bottom of my heart that /nothing/ will /ever/ change that, I love you.” You can’t stop the few tears that roll down your cheek as you’re professing your love, his tears betraying him in the same way yours were.

“I love you,” he mumbled sadly. He knew that you wouldn’t judge him, you were the only person to truly know him inside and out, you loved every quirk and comforted him through every breakdown, you were his rock and you were his person, he felt safe with you. It’s just the insecure voice in his head trying to convince him that you don’t want him anymore, even when you prove time and time again that you do.

“I love you more, bub. Can you please just think about changing? Please? I really don’t want you making yourself more uncomfortable, I won’t make you go outside and I won’t let anyone else see you like this, okay? It’s just us, it’s just me. I promise.” you remind him.

It takes a little more convincing before he lets out a sigh of defeat and he agrees to change into something more weather appropriate. You give him the space to let him climb out of bed, legs crossed and fingers nervously playing with your nails whilst you watch him rummage through the closet for other options.

He settles on a pair of black denim shorts and his old Hellfire T-shirt, he hadn’t worn either items in months. You can see his hands shaking with nerves and fear as he even thought about changing into them in front of you, glancing at you sheepishly.

“If you’d feel more comfortable, you can change in the bathroom? I’m not going to force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with, okay? Baby steps, honey.” You reassure him.

He lets out a sigh of relief before fumbling his way into the bathroom, you look down at your hands and pick at the chipped polish whilst you could hear him changing on the other side of the door. Not long after, the handle rattled and his curly haired head popped out from behind the door, clearing his throat to grab your attention.

“Uh… can you… Can you close your eyes?” he asks, hoping to draw out the reveal for as long as possible so he can minimise the amount of time you see him for.

“Of course, sweetheart.” You’re immediately covering your eyes with your palms and looking down to prove you would comply. Eddie slowly comes out of the bathroom and fumbled with his hands nervously, his rings in a dish on the bedside table as he hadn’t felt himself enough to wear them.

“Um… I… you can open…” he stammers.

You make sure that he’s comfortable with it before peeling your hands from your eyes and slowly glancing up at the older man at the foot of your bed. You try to smile reassuringly, but it falters a little at the sight of his eyes welling with tears and his body shaking.

“Baby, come here…” you offer your arms out to him with a sad tone to your voice, wanting nothing more than to comfort him in his time of need.

In a flash he’s crashing into the bed and curling into your arms, his face hidden in your neck as your arms wrap protectively around his middle. You could feel his body trembling as he let out a few tears on your shirt, your hands brushing up and down his back slowly. Kissing the side of his head, you lulled him to a silence where he was finally able to breathe again in your grasp.

“I love you.” You remind him, not letting him think for even a second that anything had changed between you both.

“I love you” he mumbled into your shoulder.

“Can I take a look? If you’re okay with that? I’ve not seen them since we took you to the hospital…” testing the waters, you didn’t want to force him before he’s ready and go back tk square one.

With a reluctant sigh, he’s eventually pulling himself from your arms and sitting up beside you in the bed once again. You shoot him a reassuring smile before he curls his fingers around the hem of his shirt, pulling it up painfully slowly to reveal the scar tissue that the bats had left behind.

“Do they still hurt?” You ask, trying to deflect the attention towards yes/no questions rather than letting him get lost in his head.

“I mean, they’re kinda tender after the shower but they’re no longer agony.” He explains with a slight shrug, you move closer and reach out towards him to ask permission to touch the skin. He agrees, so your small hand ghosts across the gentle lines of the scars to trace them, feeling him flinch under your touch.

“I still love you.” You remind him, he lets out a breath he didn’t even realise he had been holding. Eddie knew you loved him, but the fact you said it whilst looking at what he deemed to be the ‘worst part’ of him calmed his racing mind.

You convince him to switch positions with you, him laying on his back in the centre of your bed whilst his hands rest under his head. You get permission from him once again to raise his shirt, leaving he fabric bundled around his armpits whilst you straddled his hips. Small hands cupping his sides, your gaze trailing across all of the torn skin with a sad smile.

“I love you. You’re still handsome to me. Very handsome, in fact. I don’t think you understand how much I love you… You sacrificed yourself for a town that hated you, baby. You did the most selfless thing anyone could ever imagine, you’re a hero. Without you, we couldn’t have pulled off the rest of the plan… You’re a fucking rockstar, Ed. I’ve never loved anyone more than I love you, and your scars will never change that.” You confess, seeing the tension leaving his face with each passing word.

Leaning down, you press a soft yet loving kiss to every scar on his chest, whispering a proud “I love you” after each and every kiss. You didn’t stop until you had coated his entire torso in kisses, connecting your lips with his as you slide the fabric down to cover him again so he could relax. He kissed you back, with passion.

“I fucking love you, sweetheart.” His hands grabbing your face and keeping you close as he kissed between subtle sobs, unable to believe his luck that he had someone so wonderful and understanding all to himself.

You can’t help but giggle as you both let out months of pent up emotions just spiral out of you, showering one another in kisses and compliments as you felt Eddie slightly relaxing around you. Eddie was coming back. YOUR Eddie was coming back. The sound of his laugh filled your heart with joy, you had begun to fear that you would never hear it again, but this was all you could ever need.

“You’re so fucking handsome, Eddie. I’m such a lucky person to get to have you as my own. I’m going to cherish the ground you walk on until we’re old and grey, you hear me? We’re gonna get married and maybe even pop out a Mini Munson or two. You’re mine. You’re my home and I’m so fucking in love with you,” you confess through the tears and the giggles.

Suddenly you’re being grabbed, tugged, and rolled over in the bed, Eddie towering over you as he’s got a hand cupping your jaw. He’s smirking down at you as your cheeks flush pink, everything he did made you weak in the knees for him. Kneeling between your spread legs as he’s showering you in kisses, lips slipping along your jaw and down your throat as he purrs playfully at you.

“Mini Munsons, hm?” he smirks.

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astarionposting · 3 months

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Hi, I just want to say that your work is stunning and we're very thankful for it! I also hope that nobody is causing you problems about liking that other route...It's ludicrous that people still act like children when it comes to what others enjoy, not to mention that if you show them two pictures of Astarion they won't even be able to tell which one is the 'bad' route and which one is the 'good' one.

Other than that, I wish you a very nice day!

Thank you so much! 🥹🥹 I’m so so happy you enjoy my content.

Thankfully no one has caused me any issues with Ascended Astarion stuff haha. I guess because I do acknowledge he is 100% evil if he ascends, but SOMETIMES I LIKE ME AN EVIL MAN!! I enjoy both routes and think they are both super fun to play.

I love Spawn Astarion for him being able to overcome his fears, open up, heal and become “better” (but still pretty cheeky and wanting to create as much chaos as possible) and end the cycle of abuse, which is very personal to me as well in my own trauma. I love that he is able to overcome what I would consider an unhealthy coping mechanism to his fear; he is scared, so his reaction is to obtain as much power over everyone else so no one can ever hurt him again, but then he would lose himself in the process… and his SO if you decide not to become his spawn. I mean, he pretty much becomes his BIGGEST fear, his own source of 200 years of trauma and abuse (“the new cazador”—just like Cazador did since he was also a spawn and killed his own master for power out of fear—if I’m remembering correctly).

BUT I also like the Ascended Astarion route for how tragic it is. How you can really see right through him and how he ISN’T satisfied. He gets so angry with you if you even point it out a little bit, that sacrificing all of those souls, including his own in a way, didn’t fix anything. He’s still so insecure. He is still afraid (he’s just much more aggressive and defensive about it). He is still unhappy and he will never actually be free. I mean, it’s a deal with MEPHISTOPHELES. He might have been freed from one master, but now he owes his power to another, much more dangerous and powerful being. Not only that, but he will never be free from himself. If you listen to Cazador’s inner thoughts, you can hear how much he WANTS to die, how much he HATES being a soulless and vile vampire with only a lust for blood. No capability to love, to care, to be any part of who he might’ve been before.

The song “hurt” by NIN makes me think of Ascended Astarion. He says “we can have it all, we can take the world”. But what is “having it all?”. “Having it all” to me would be the Spawn ending. Being free of his abuser, being free of owing his power to someone else, being able to be HIMSELF and surrounded by people who care about him because of who he is, not because of his power.

Anyways I’m not that great at writing my thoughts coherently so I’ll stop there lol, but I also like his voice lines cause they can be kind of hot because also kind of goofy 😭 😭 and it’s fiction!! I read the wildest fanfic out there but if an actual man spoke to me that way, I would be OUT OF THERE SOOOO FAST lol

I don’t like to call them the “bad” or “good” ending, because it’s different for everyone. I mean, it’s a ROLEPLAYING GAME. Yeah, if your Tav/Durge is good alignment, then the spawn ending may seem to be the “good” one, but if your Tav/Durge is evil then wouldn’t the vampire ascendent ending technically be “good” for them? Anyways, I just think people struggle to separate reality from fiction when they get too deep into it. I love soft-ish and cheeky vampire and also evil and hot vampire like WE CAN ENJOY BOTH!!!

Anyways, thank you so much again and I hope you also have a wonderful day!! ❤️

#my asks #ALSO LISTEN TO THAT SONG #IT IS SUCH A GOOD SONG #AND THE LYRICS WHEN I THINK OF AA MAKES ME 😔#also I didn’t look over this before posting it so it might make 0 sense and there may be a bunch of typos lol

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a-cloud-for-dreams · 21 days

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Positivity Chain!

Please recommend 3 favorite fanfics by other creators and 1 of your own.

Then tag 5 other creators to do the same.

AWW ANON THIS IS SO FUN!! Soo disclaimer, I'm really bad at coming up with "favorites" of anything and I need to catch up on a lot of fics in the fandom, so some of these are gonna be old I'm sorry! With that out of the way, both of these lists are in no particular order:

Choices

Of Cloudless Climes and Starry Skies by @thosehallowedhalls (Obsessed with this in a not normal way it's not just the Bas stan in me I live for the way you gave him more depth)

My Love Mine all Mine by @moominofthevalley (I know it's a drabble but I really really like it it's so comforting)

A meeting in Wyoming by @ladylamrian (reading this heals my soul)

All of the Aerin x MC fics @malthemagnifisent writes (they're AMAZING I love the way you write their dynamic)

Mariposa, A Dance With the Devil, Valentine, and Burgandy are four of my favorites by @jamespotterthefirst (your fics were some of the first Choices fanfic I read I remember spending an entire afternoon scouring your blog for Ethan x Lilac content lol)

Hide and Seek on Ao3 fueled my Kenna and Raydan obsession

I swear I can count these are just the first ones that came to mind since I think about them a lot 😭

(One of My Own) Personal Favorite Fics: Here For You

Romance Club

Crave/Ours by @agattthaa makes me feel every range of human emotion and Remy didn't even make Radha an LI (real intellectuals know that she is an LI at heart)

Snaring the Spymaster by @reneedenoailles (no explanation necessary reading this had me like 😶 it's *chef's kiss*)

Between The Dusk And The Dawn on Ao3 (I read it because Arina herself actually commented on Reddit saying she liked the fic and I'm inclined to agree!)

Personal Favorite Fic: Nobody who knows me should be surprised by this but fire on fire! It's one of the two RC fics I've written and I plan to write more! Next up is W:TC and SOTCN <3

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this! I already tagged a lot of people here so if y'all would like to, feel free to, no pressure ofc

#asks #playchoices #romance club #fave fic tag 💙

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shenanigans-and-imagines · 5 months

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Any thoughts you’d like to share on the other origins characters? Anything you like about them :)

Again, haven't played the game so these are my general thoughts based on a few romance compilations, YouTube Shorts, and memes. If anybody would like to rectify this, please Venmo me $500 so I can buy a PS5.

Shadowheart

Admittedly don't know that much about her other than the emos love her and she follows a goddess of loss. Looks like her arc is all about questioning institutions and her god, which I think is very sexy of her. If anybody has a quest line compilation video to recommend so I can see her whole story, please send it my way.

Lae'zel

The other origin character I admittedly don't know that much about. Still love an arc about questioning the system she was raised in and her god. Again, very sexy of her. Fish out of water stories are some of my favorites. Pair that with a hardened character learning to enjoy the gentler things in the world, and you've got yourself a banger. I should really look up her quest line at some point to get a full view of it.

Karlach

Best girl. Strong muscles, soft heart. I want her to be my best friend IRL. She deserves better and if there is any way to get a better ending that allows her to stay in Faerun, the studio needs to get on that ASAP. In the meantime, I'm going to stay in the part of the internet that says she's fine don't worry about it. I'm hugging her and there is nothing you can do about it.

Wyll

Sweet boy. A perfect boy who did nothing wrong ever. Yeah, yeah, sold his soul to a devil, but he had a good reason. Plus, he was seventeen. Nobody should let a seventeen year old make any decisions ever. I do need to find a good romance compilation. He needs more love. His friendship with Karlach is everything to me.

Gale

People really need to stop complaining about this man. I see too many being ragging on about how he's not over his ex and keeps bringing her up. "With you I forget my goddess?" That isn't him saying with you he forgets his ex, he's saying with you he forgets his god. How are we all not collectively swooning? And he's a nerd who will info dump about his passions? Sign me the fuck up. His comfy pjs and burnt out gifted kid swagger has bewitched me body and soul.

Astarion

Guys, you've seen my blog. I'm obsessed with him.

The moment I saw this asshole pop up on my dash, I knew I was going to love him. He was the reason I decided to finally look up a romance compilation once I realized my computer was too old to let me run the game. He's my type to the point of parody. Literally anybody who knows me, knows this guy would end up being my favorite.

His arc is about bodily autonomy and trauma. He's allowed to not be the perfect victim. He's angry and violent. He's selfish and terrified. And he is, sadly, one of the few characters who, as part of his arc, realizes he can say no to sex and he can be loved without it.

My point is, it should be no surprise to anybody that the ace community loves this man, and anybody complaining about it should shut up.

If you want to write your sexy Astarion fanfic, there is nothing stopping you. More power to you. I've seen the graveyard scene too. I recognize that regaining his autonomy and being able to have sex with somebody he cares about is part of the healing process.

At the same time, if writers want to interpret his arc is him realizing he never wants to have sex again, and that being okay; let them. We need this. There are so few characters like him out there.

At some point I do want to write an hour long video essay about his arc and how it's resonated with the ace community specifically.

Anyway, those are my general thoughts. I feel like I just swung a bat at a hornet's nest with that last bit, but what's life without a little danger?

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #shadowheart #lae'zel #karlach #wyll #gale #astarion #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #astarion ancunin #wyll ravengard #karlach cliffgate

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monstersinthecosmos · 6 months

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Hi!! I would love to hear your thoughts about Marius' experience of captivity and how this affects his relationship with Armand. You alluded to this in Gallows Bird and I think that's a super interesting thread to pull

[ Let me drop these two fics real quick to get it out of the way for reference sorry if this is obnoxious LOL but Gallows Bird (Marius/Armand) and The Lotus Eater (Armand/Daniel) !! ]

Asdgahsdk oh boy

I have so many deep nuanced feelings about Marius de Romanus so be patient with me while I try to sketch this all out, I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START!

So one thing I want to mention off the bat, which is not necessarily canon VC but is relevant to my fics and how I write, is that I process a lot of ND/ADHD stuff when I write, and this goes way back before I even knew I had ADHD. So even going back to like my earlier VC fics from like 5-6 years ago, I think I was constantly inserting traits of myself into my fics and trying to process them in the way that I thought they were just character flaws at the time. AND LIKE this is also relevant because I wrote Gallows Bird to be directly correlating to my Devil’s Minion fics. For example, in The Lotus Eater, one of my huge emotional cornerstones in that fic/me talking about my own perceived character flaws, was the “he had been careless with this boy” theme. And I repeated that in Gallows Bird on purpose to link them lol. So that example is like, I was really inspired by like how ADHD can ruin things on accident; like you don’t take care of something, miss a deadline, break something by being careless even though you DO CARE. At the time when I wrote The Lotus Eater I had no idea about ADHD so I just thought it was like this bad part of my personality that I was really struggling with. I am more forgiving of that now.

And I connect this also to Marius in Gallows Bird because like, something I really struggled with as a person is like the ND/ADHD impulse to like RELATE TO PEOPLE when they’re trying to talk, like bringing up my own experience as a way to say “Something like this happened to me too so I can empathize with you”, which is always well intentioned! And I’ve seen so much convo from ND folks that struggle with this because NT folks tend to misunderstand it as changing the subject/being narcissistic/whatever.

Anyway!!!!!!!!! Sorry for that preamble but I’m saying that like, I kind of approach writing Marius as a mix of canon & projection, because yknow it’s my fuckin story and I feel like it lol but I think like the fun of fanfic and what makes people’s styles unique and interesting is our mix of perspectives and personalities and like how we choose to fill in the blanks in canon or interpret characters, right?

Canon Marius makes a few comments when he meets Armand about how like, this is someone who is as bruised and damaged as he is, and someone who can heal him, and he feels their souls understand each other. And Canon Marius is like, arrogant enough (by his own admission!) to see the absolute HORRIFIC trauma the Armand went through and go “Oh yeah I had horrific trauma too.”

How do we compare Armand’s trauma to Marius’s trauma? Idk. No one can answer that because we all respond to trauma differently. So I think to some extent there’s some headcanon territory here of how everyone interprets Marius, and do we believe him that his trauma was SO SEVERE that it IS on par with what’s happened to Armand? Or do we believe what he went through isn’t so bad/was 1500 years ago and he’s being obnoxious by comparing the two because he should be healed by now?

I’d also ask like, to what extent is neither true/is it not that fucking deep, like is Marius simply saying “wow this looks really bad, I want to know him for centuries so he has time to grow and heal”; like perhaps Marius at this point sees his captivity & murder as this awful thing that happened to him 1500 years ago and maybe it feels sort of disconnected.

BUT I DON’T KNOW, the thing about Marius is that he’s so fucking stoic! Like I know I’ve brought it up a couple times recently but it’s because I was reading some Marcus Aurelius to put in Gallows Bird lol so using that to like fill in some blanks with Marius, he reads like someone who is constantly trying to rationalize away his own emotions. And like! IDK! Maybe beliefs about psychology are always a phases or temporary until we learn more, but reading him in 2023 I just call bullshit on that! It doesn’t work that way! So who’s to say that his 1500 year old trauma isn’t actually still very close to the surface, and who’s to say he can’t be easily retraumatized whenever it comes up because he’s never meaningfully recovered?

AND LIKE FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVE EXPERIENCED TRAUMA THE AFTERMATH IS SO OFTEN ABOUT JUST FINDING CONTROL OVER WHATEVER YOU CAN, NO MATTER HOW USELESS OR UNHEALTHY IT IS. And that's also the sort of central thesis of Gallows Bird; giving Armand a space to process his trauma where he's in control. And for Marius it's just really sad how often he tries to control his own personality, his own feelings, his own mask, the way people perceive him, and it's such a struggle for him that it always eventually collapses.

I want to pause here for a second too and bring up a couple old posts I’ve written so I’m not repeating myself too much LOL but let’s also consider:

Trauma Hole Theory and if vampires are stuck forever within the trauma of their turning

Marius & Armand’s equal-opposite religious trauma

Marius’s struggle with feeling emotion

I think if we start dissecting ANY vampire in VC we’ll see thematic ways that their turning has traumatized them forever, between the violence/trauma around the act itself but also whatever ways they’ve been frozen as their mortal selves. Lestat is a perpetually insecure 20 year old who can’t emotionally regulate and must prove himself to everybody, Louis is someone who didn’t want to live at all and was given eternal life rather than death, Armand is deeply wounded and fucked up but is having like 2 years of relative peace and safety. And Marius is like, older, has lived life, knows what he’s losing and gaining, and has his entire worldview shattered after spending a year resenting religious zealots only to find out that everything they believed was true.

So I bring all these points up because I don’t think there’s a simple answer or a direct correlation here. Marius recognizes that they’ve each suffered a trauma, but he hasn’t really dealt with his own in a meaningful way, therefore he is not equipped to help Armand deal with his either.

I constantly go back to when Marius hits him after they come back from Kiev and I think this really hammers it home for me—Marius is someone who wants to strangle all of his emotions into submission, and he’s really trying to believe that it’s a matter of willpower to simply NOT FEEL THINGS. So much of Marcus Aurelius is about this! AND IN SOME WAYS LIKE, YEAH THIS IS MAYBE AN ANCIENT VERSION OF CBT??? Like we do CBT to patiently teach ourselves to think differently, but it’s obviously not as easy as simply shutting your emotions off or bullying yourself out of feeling any. And he’s trying SO SO hard to be this way, and it doesn’t work, so it’s not going to work on Armand either!

And like it’s not Marius simply being a dickhead, simply being abusive; I do think he’s really trying, but he’s fucking lost! HE HAS LIVED LIES! And god it just really hurts to see him as someone who struggles with this shit and who lies to himself about it, LIKE WHO HASN’T BEEN THERE? How many of us who struggle with mental health haven’t had those moments like, those tiny glimpses seeing behind the veil and being honest with yourself, but being so fucking powerless and not knowing what to do with it.

I know I’ve personally had moments of realization like “I am going to be like this forever” and it’s SO defeating, and imagining that sentiment for someone who will LIVE FOREVER just hurts me so bad!

We see this trope in media sometimes—certainly it’s based in real life!—of parents projecting onto children, trying to correct mistakes by breaking a cycle, but which only serves to treat their child like an extension of themselves and not a whole individual. So I think of that, too—Marius seeing himself in someone who was also abducted, and even though he also plans to turn Armand, he wants it to be beautiful and gentle! (He even changes his mind about it several times before he does it in a panic because Armand is dying! {this is heavily referenced in Gallows Bird because he realizes he's fucked Armand up to much to let him live anyway.} ) He also is sorta trying to fake it till he makes it with all this emotional stuff; like even though he KNOWS he can’t simply shut emotions off, he’s still trying to teach Armand to. And going back to Marius being a lil arrogant, I think sometimes he does project himself onto other people, or treat people better if they remind him of himself. So like, projecting some wounded version of himself onto Armand to try to rescue, vs risking it all for Lestat a few centuries later because someone who reminds him of himself actually WANTS to be rescued.

The IRONY too that like he spends his whole time in captivity as a skeptic, not believing that there is a God in the Grove, and for that entity to turn out to be a vampire!!! Marius presenting HIMSELF as a god-figure to Armand, but trying to be safe and friendly about it! I don’t know man I’m really fucking hsdkjgladsghkjl upset right now lol

And after all that like, not really knowing what exactly happened to Armand to indoctrinate him into the cult, just knowing that he’s thriving with them, that he gave it all up to be their leader, is such a betrayal of everything and so traumatizing!

Gosh.

Anyway.

I DON’T’ KNOW WHERE TO START I DON’T KNOW WHERE TO END, THINKING ABOUT THIS FUCKS ME UP I HOPE THIS ANSWERS YOUR QUESTION LOL

#deep ass thoughts about vampires #marius de romanus #armand #marius/armand #vampire chronicles #trauma hole theory #stuff i wrote #gallows bird

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I've got one: an Adam that can SEE soulmates. He grins nastily as he takes a GOOD LONG look at Alastor and SMIRKS "Vox, huh? You love him, hmm? I can see it written right on your disgusting soul Al-ass-tor. Annnnd even better he's your soulmate. I kill him, I cause you unimaginable pain and suffering for eternity without touching you." And then he takes off, leaving Lute and his army to take care of the hotel--who HEARD HIM to search for Vox.

The Vees are in full out panic mode, of course. They have no idea what to do. Vox say he can carry both Val and Vel through the electricity but they need a location to go too--abd the vacation home is too far, he doesn't have the juice.

Valentino is pissed at Vox for being Alastor's soulmate, and panicking about the certain death heading their way.

Velvette doesn't care: "Take us as far as you can to the vacation home and we can steal a car!"

Alastor is RAGING. How DARE that pompous f-wit threaten what is HIS?!? (Although he is pleased Adam did announce Vox was his too all of Hell. Now no one would dare try to date Vox after he killed the moth.)

(Feel free to use :3)

Thank you anon because I definitely WILL be taking this.

No really this is good, honestly you anons are helping write the best voxal fanfic with me as well speak. I think after I finish my current writing coms today then I'll start on this story. It honestly sounds really fun and I'm a bit of a slow burn kinda gal with a passion for angst so this is definitely up my alley.

The idea of Adam coming in? Mwah!

Like imagine the way Alastor freezes the moment Adam says that stuff about going after Vox and especially before Vox finds himself having to defend the vees. Bro doesn't even know what's going on at first and that he's basically one of the reasons it's happening. Imagine his shock if Alastor does hunt him down before the angels get there, both confusion AND relief showing on his face just to see Alastor. Though there's also annoyance.

"ugh! I could have handle a few angels Alastor!" He growls after Alastor grabs them after fighting and imagine something like after Alastor saves them he and Vox are having this argument just for Vox to stop when it seems Alastor did in fact take some damage.

"a few isn't tons Vox." Alastor would most like his back while cradling a wound and Vox might as well be the one to help him clean it up, matter of fact he has too because everyone is rather fearful of the pair. Alastor doesn't want anyone to deal with the wound like a stubborn dog unless it's Vox and this could leave them a lot of time just to sit with each other. It's silent as Vox carefully cleans his wounds, gentle and careful not to do anything that would hurt even more and then as he's looking over Alastor's body he'll glare at nothing halfheartedly, brows burrowed in confusion and annoyance.

"why'd you do something so stupid?" He'll ask and I can see Alastor's ear twitching. Vox basically asks him what's his problem. Why'd he go out there to fight so many angels and over HIM of all people? He's both flattered and a bit unnerved.

If Alastor really did all that to help him then maybe he SHOULD go back to the hotel just to keep an eye on Alastor's healing though maybe it's just a way to get closer because though Vox being Alastor's soul mate is life changing on his own, knowing and seeing Alastor after such a fight and touching his wounds really manages to draw Vox in. Like he wants to be with Alastor in the same bed and everything as he heals.

I wanna say Alastor will heal with no issue but imagine a case where he doesn't. Where the angel blades hold off his healing for just long enough to where Vox is actually worried over the other man.

This could be an interesting part to rebuild their connection. Seeing Alastor almost die while showing Hell that Vox BELONGS TO HIM really makes the TV demon flustered and more than he's ever been before. (Vox likes knowing Alastor is possessive enough to literally have a battle of his own with heaven. It makes him feel special and more than he ever has before)

I'd like to say this situation really convinces Vox but with their history he's worried about getting too close even though he wants to.

He's scared of falling in love with Alastor because what it its 'not the right time' again?

Vox is definitely an over thinker in this case, will sit through the healing process for Alastor but maybe he finds Alastor's words to be a fluke? Did he really mean it? Yeah he almost DIED but he couldn't possibly- he definitely means it.

They've had their history but Vox is a runner now and Alastor wants to chase him. After all, who could know him better than his old friend and whether Vox likes it or not no one would DARE (especially after the shocking announcement that they are soulmates) take Alastor's destined spot in his life.

I honestly love these ideas and I have many myself, keep em coming y'all!

- A

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If it’s not a trade-secret, how does Legolas stay so chipper/optimistic despite all the loss?

How and why is Legolas constantly cheerful?

Legolas's age at the time of his mother's death varies depending on the adaptation or each individual writer's interpretation. In The Hobbit trilogy, it seems to be suggested that he was a child, perhaps even a newborn, when his mother died, so he never really knew her. I've seen a lot of fanfic authors and artists subscribe to this version.

In SotWK however, the Elvenqueen dies in Third Age 2793, when Legolas was already over 2,000 years old. (I outlined a detailed HC of that story HERE.) By the time Thranduil's family began to suffer losses, including being forced out of their home and into the cavern dwellings in northeastern Mirkwood, Legolas had already enjoyed centuries of a happy life during the Golden Age of King Thranduil and Queen Maereth (Third Age 100 to 1000). Legolas had the maturity and wisdom to process and overcome the tragedies that befell his loved ones, so that it didn't crush his bright spirit.

There is a reason why his family's motto is "We will endure." Thranduil and his sons are ALL strong of body, mind, and soul.

Here are some key aspects of Greenleaf's background that contribute to his effervescent personality:

As the baby of his family, Legolas is already by nature the most cheerful, energetic, and relentlessly positive of Thranduil's sons.

He grew up in an almost impossibly happy and loving home, with two nurturing parents and four older brothers who were his mentors and best friends. (My multichapter fic, "Greenleaf's Day Out", paints that happy family picture.)

Legolas is amiable towards everyone he meets, and is known for going out of his way to befriend not only his father's subjects, but also the outsiders who reside at the edges of Greenwood and people of other races he encounters in his travels. He is the Elven poster boy for non-discrimination; he just went through a bit of a rough patch late in the Third Age.

What about his animosity towards dwarves, e.g. Thorin and company, and initially Gimli? I could write a separate essay about that, but in short let's put it this way: given his family's tumultuous history with the Dwarven race, Legolas deserves a TON of credit for ultimately embracing Gimli as his eternal best friend.

Thranduil sent him to the Council of Elrond not because he was the only option left to be Mirkwood's representative, but because Legolas was in fact the Elvenking's Herald, a high-ranking position he had already held for centuries at that point.

Now, it is fair to say that having such a perfect family should only make it more painful for Legolas when bad things started to happen to them. His mother was murdered and one by one his brothers were taken away either by death or some other cause, leaving him with a heartbroken, increasingly cold father he could barely recognize.

By the events of The Hobbit, Legolas had already fallen to the lowest point of his life. The movies actually portray his angst and bitter relationship with Thranduil in a logical and realistic manner.

At the end of BotFA (movie), Thranduil finally accepts that the only way for his last son to find joy again would be to send him out of Mirkwood and into the world. By suggesting Legolas seek out and join "Strider", Thranduil releases him from his obligations as Prince so that he can forge his own path.

Joining the Fellowship heals Legolas's pain and rekindles his joyous, childlike nature, because in them he found a new family to be part of. Aragorn reminds him of his wise and compassionate older brothers, and in Gimli he finds a new best friend and partner-in-crime, much like his brother Gelir (to whom he was closest in age and spirit). Even the Hobbits likely remind him of the days when the Woodland Realm thrived as a home to many elf-children.

Still, it is not a perfect joy, as is shown in the Two Towers movie, where he slips into despair as he and Aragorn argue at Helm's Deep about "three hundred against ten thousand". He cannot be faulted for this, given how much death he has witnessed; but Aragorn knows his friend's tragic history and therefore assures him, "there is nothing to forgive".

Ultimately however, Legolas behaves like a bright and carefree elf throughout the Quest of the Ring not only because it is his nature to be optimistic, but because his companions in the Fellowship were themselves a source of joy for him, a breath of fresh air after centuries of suffocating losses. He was literally "just happy to be here".

As always, thank you for your ask, mellyn nin @creativity-of-death! <3

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mimiwrites2000 · 3 months

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Hello!

My name is Mimiwrites2000, you can call me mimi.

I’ve been writing in the Attack on Titan fandom since 2020, and I mainly write AruAni.

I have all of my fanfictions on Archive of Our Own, and some of them here on Tumblr.

I have one ongoing fanfiction, called Legends, and it’s my pride and joy.

Anyway, here is a masterlist of all my fanfiction up to February 2024.

Hope you enjoy!

MASTERLIST

Legends {M}

Archive of Our Own

A legend that was unveiled by a miracle.

These miracles sometimes are better forgotten, left in the past where no one can go back. But Armin engraved his name into the folds of her mind, tear a piece of him and gave it to her, following her everywhere. Annie ran away, to the edge of earth, but when she closed her eyes, she saw his blue eyes. They danced around a legend that made them encounter each other over and over again, a time in crimson blood, a time in a cold night under the stars, and a time in an embrace.

everything happens for a reason

The Last One To Reach The Tree {G}

Archive of Our Own

If the tree could speak, it would’ve cried. If the tree could speak, it would’ve sobbed and wailed and mourned humanity, mourned the death of humanity in every human’s heart. If the tree could speak, it would’ve begged to be burnt, to be cut down. Mikasa was eager to meet with Eren, she was eager to reunite with him. And so was Armin.

Post Canon story about the theory that Armin is the last one to reunite with them.

Attack On… Podcast! {T}

Archive of Our Own

As the Attack on Titan series comes to an end after ten years, the cast is reunited in hosting a podcast, talking about their times on the set of the filming, their friendships, and all in-between. And well, shenanigans are inevitable.

Attack on Titan acting AU, as the cast host a podcast, and interview the rest of the cast.

What Does White Mean? {M}

Archive of Our Own

The ocean lulled them to sleep, and the sun woke them up with mild kisses. Tangled with each other, in their cabin by the beach. After the war ended, they moved together, ever since, they faced obstacles, issues, and misunderstandings. One of them was Armin’s seashells. Stubbornness got in the way, but no matter how much they tried, they couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.

Heal Me, and I'll Heal you {T}

Archive of Our Own

Annie decided that she had enough of fighting And as she waits on the ship, watching the ocean, she visits memories from years ago, up until the night before, when she saw him for the last time. He waved at her, with a shiny, silver ring around his finger. They were separated with an unspoken promise, and healing wounds

A fanfic about Annie giving Armin her ring, and all the events leading up to it~

*Chapter 131 and up spoilers

I Don’t Want to Let You Go {T}

Archive of Our Own

The rumbling started, titans were stomping people to death all around the world. The world was ending, But they were on a sailing ship, trying to save whatever they could reach, they were on the desperate mission of stopping Eren. But Armin found himself tangled in Annie's embrace, inhaling her scent, feeling her warmth.

Chapter 131 one-shot.

When I Was a Human {M}

Archive of Our Own

The boat sailed in the middle of the ocean, trapped within a repetitive blue patterns of waves and glistens of sun rays adorning them. On it sat two lost souls, that forgot what it was like to be human.

Armin told Annie many tales when she was in the crystal, however, there was one story he never got to finish… Annie asks about it, and Armin finds himself in a swirl of memories of how he was revived four years ago…

Betrayal {M}

Archive of Our Own

They met in an alley, a narrow, foul-smelling passageway, in the middle of a cold night A few months later, he found himself walking to that place, the place where his life crumbled and was reborn, and just like last time, she was waiting for him. a journey of lies and deception, desires and emotions

What If I Kiss You? {G}

Archive of Our Own

‘What if I kiss you?’ He asked, and she answered.

“My Love” {M}

Archive of Our Own

On a boat, in the ocean, when the sun is the only witness of their love, the only one who knows about their secret. Content, joy, satisfaction, a combination they never thought they could live, until they met each other, until they loved each other.

tell me, what’s on your mind? {G}

Archive of Our Own

On one particular evening, at a dinner for the ambassadors, the serene night was too loud. Her chest closed on her lungs and her thoughts fogged her mind. Her thoughts weren’t the only thing troubling her. On that night, her father joined her silence, and pieces fell into place.

A fanfiction about Annie’s feelings, and her father helping her accept them~

Blue Meeting Blue {G}

Archive of Our Own

When Annie looked in his eyes, the world stopped spinning, time froze, air halted. The waves in the ocean quietened, the forests' rustles ceased, and the wind subsided. For a moment, peace engulfed the world, the chaotic place wrapped in a fragile silence. To witness the blossoming love in the youthful hearts.

the day of their wedding was finally here, Armin and Annie, the world waiting for them, and they were ready to face it, as one. Husband and wife. a one-shot about Aruani wedding, based on fanart by Bella (_superspicy on twitter)

Red Eyes See Grey World {M}

Archive of Our Own

He realized that he knew the ocean long ago. When he first looked into her eyes. She held the ocean and the sky in them, colliding and harmonizing to the waves. If only he knew, he would’ve held the ocean in his hands, never letting it go. But she was slipping away from him, Away she drifted, far from him. Wars never held happy endings. But the universes shifted and clashed. The constellations reformed in the sky, and life was reborn again. And maybe, just maybe, he might be able to fullfil his promise to her, in another life, in another universe.

When Champagne Is Served {M}

Archive of Our Own

His feet glide through the hall, meandering between fancy dresses and tuxedos, a shiny tray in his hand. The servant of the Leonhart’s mansion, at yet another annual ball. But then the grandiose gates are opened.

She steps in, shoulders back, chin high.

He looks away, a smile pulling at his lips.

all the things that could have been {M}

Archive of Our Own

There’s a first for everything. A numb mind and a loose body. A light head, free of conflicts and thoughts. But a blessing only lasts for short, fleeting moments, before intruding parasites attacked his mind, bringing him back to himself. An invader of far-fetched wishes and unrealistic hopes, circling around a person far away from his reach.

A story of Armin drinking with his friends for the first time while they were in Marley, Annie not leaving his mind~

Trust {G}

Archive of Our Own

A one shot about Armin and Annie finally having a moment after they met in chapter 126

*spoilers for chapter 126

Kiss (Blue) {G}

Archive of Our Own

*spoliers for chapter 125 Armin had set off with Gabi by his side, trying to catch up with Connie, who wants to feed Falco to his Mother's titan form. However, on their way, they meet with someone...

Continue On Being You {G}

Archive of Our Own

It could take him years to compose imaginary symphonies in his head, but one speck of reality to break it all. Four years are enough to change a person from the inside out, but the core might not change, the core might be as solid as a crystal, if the person continues on being themselves. For four years. He was trapped in his mind. She was caged in crystal. But the shields will break off, and the two oceans will collide.

A fic about Armin finding Annie after she breaks out from the crystal~

A Quiet Witness {M}

Archive of Our Own

A candle sees more than it could ever tell. And as it witnesses the lifetime of two miserable souls, maybe some stories are better left untold.

A story about Armin Arlert and Annie Leonhart... and a candle.

Fire and Rain {M}

Archive of Our Own

Fire Igniting from within herself Rain Pouring, cold on her skin And just like any other human, she has a limit as well. She cries, on their bed, alone. Until the door creaks open, and he walks in. Annie is facing a new feeling that she never experienced before, jealousy, and her insecurities only fuel it. However, Armin knows exactly how to blow these insecurities away. And so he does.

If The Stars Could Speak {T}

Archive of Our Own

One life time is not enough. Maybe two or three. They would relive their lives, over and over again. As long as they met again, under the same sky, beneath the same stars. But the stars sometimes opted to play, and one time, the stars entertained them being enemies in one of those lives. However, it is said that fate can pivot the stars malicious plots, deciphering them and blowing them apart in the vastness of the black sky. With a careful eye at the clear sky, reading between the glimmering dots, fate found the way to bring them together, where they belonged: by each other’s side, in that life, and every following one.

This is a two chapters fanfic, written by mimiwrites2000 and XianKar, it's a part of the Summer Fic Exchange (July - 2021), under the prompt: Stargazing in a Field

This Is Goodbye {G}

Archive of Our Own

He decided that today was the day. The day he'd turn a new page, a new beginning, and start over. And for someone to head into a new path, they might need to let go of their past.

This is goodbye.

‘stop saying my name like that’ {G}

Archive of Our Own

She looked around the room, as if she wanted confirmation from anyone or anything around her, to confirm that what she was hearing was true. Her eyes darted at the bookshelves, at the wooden chairs, at the photo frames, at the bottle of wine on the desk— but they didn’t speak, they just watched her bleed out.

That Christmas and That Necklace {G}

Archive of Our Own

It was Armin’s first ever Christmas, and for Annie, it was her very first one after the war. To say the least, they both were looking forward to spending this occasion together. Faste But, if there was something they learnt from the many wars of army and wars, was that nothing goes as planned. And that Christmas was no exception.

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Now you maybe wondering that about me being absent one of them is college I can't control that it depends on my degree and planning what I want to do in my adult life. Also I want to get this out of my chest. I'm perfectly fine when people tell my obsession with Duke goes too far causing me to lose friends or just being all over a character that doesn't exist. I understand and I do apologize if I make feel people uncomfortable and when ask people if they can draw myself and Duke together they don't have to I make it very optional and I have plenty of other characters to simp for but Duke is #1 he'll always be. He's the reason why I'm being stable from being lonely and stress between reality and trying to become independent. It's not easy when your autistic and have social anxiety and learning different ways of how to do things. Duke is a comfort and I believe everyone should have a comfort character if not then perhaps your best friend or family .

Whenever I see a picture of Duke or art heck even gifts people draw for me it makes me touched and happy because I love this vampire and yes he's fictional but it's fun to simp and also appreciate the creator who put there heart and soul making characters to adore and even be interested with there stories and series.

Another thing I get so happy is when I commission the creator of the series Duke's plays the lead one along with Missi the vampire who tolerates him. The creator absolutely knows me so well and always spoils me with amazing commissions of me and Duke also she's close and appreciates fans like me for liking character such as Duke . Also buying loads of merchandise from the creator's store and main do I go buck while on everything worse then going to a barns and noble xD.

I am a busy person who gets free time and sometimes not so much. I'm working on my degree, learning the good and bad things in life even if I don't understand. I attend to also write my fanfics whenever I get the chance to take a break on drawing nonstop art of Duke. It also gives me ideas for myself if I ever want to make a character of my own and I know one day the character is going to be inspired by many artists I admire if you see what I usual post xD.

I have dreams of being with Duke in real life like he stays with me in my campus, we go for nightwalks, I lay in his coffin or king size bed and talk for hours. I wake up and he's not there with me. I know this feeling is loneliness which I'm use to since I have a hard time reaching out to people and the art I do might probably not spark interest. I miss my sister who's in college we have a great bond, I love my parents always support me, I have friends and fans online here that support me.

However I really wish I didn't feel this way. I know I attend to seek help with my advisors or talk to my sister it does help. I'm not normal and then okay because hey we all special and unique in our ways. Duke is fictional but he's my happiness and true comfort and I'll always love him even if I want to strangle him.

Yes I've been a little depressed and overwhelmed but that's life we have our good days and bad days. Crying does help me let everything out and start a better day. Eventually this blog will also get more hearts soon and also I have to be present for that to happen which I try. I appreciate you listening to me and I don't want end things sad especially since this is me and Duke's month so I made a healing art piece and color it about us. I really appreciate the support and love you all give me. This helps me to stay motivated and keep going. Don't worry I'll post more things and happy stuff. Letting this vent things pass.

Thank you for listening and much love you all Spooklings 🥰

#dukevampair #duke #mental health #support artists #underated #thevampairseries #mypersona #doodles #fanwork #thankyou #februaryart #blurry #ansuke #young artist

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annual writing self-evaluation

thank you @pipergirl17 and @erythromanc3r for tagging me!

1. List of works published this year (in no particular order):

oh gosh, I've been busy-busy this year with fanfic, so here goes!

Complete works:

... And a Hellcheer New Year

Galentines and Valentines

Hold Onto Me

Devil in the Woods

Every Time I Run, I Run to You

Eddie and Chrissy Go to a Wedding

Knocking Me Out With Those American Thighs

Cooking Up Something Sweet

Please Don't Say You Love Me

Let Me Start Over Again

You Got Me Good

Be My Breath (Through the Deep, Deep Water)

This Old Man

Do You Wanna Touch Me

My Words Will Be Your Light

She'll See I'm Not So Tough

She Knows What She Wants

Give Me a Taste

The Right Kind of Sinner

Release My Inner Fantasy

Hooked on a Feeling

Whiskey & Wine

The Graveyard Smash

Long Is the Road Out of Hell

In a Sentimental Mood

Set My Soul On Fire

Burnin' Out of Control

WIPs:

Looking For Something Dumb To Do

I Can't Get Rid of You

If You Fall, I Will Catch You

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

hmmmmm, that's a tough one! I love them all for different reasons, but I will say I'm very proud of Long Is the Road Out of Hell because it's my longest fanfic to date (almost 60k!) and at one point I really wasn't sure if I'd be able to finish it. but I did!

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

tbh if I'm not proud of something, I won't publish it. but I think the work that frustrated me the most was Whiskey & Wine, my kinktober fic. I pushed myself too hard with too big of a goal and burnt myself out halfway through. but I did learn the importance of setting boundaries for myself (and why I need to be careful committing to challenges 😅)

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

not gonna lie, once I publish something, the words tend to leave my brain, so I don't always remember what I write lol. I should probably keep a doc of good lines from my fics so I have something to present when people ask me 😂 but here are two excerpts that I'm pretty proud of.

Devil in the Woods: He had loved her since the first time he opened his eyes to find her snuggled up on his chest. He had loved her longer, since the moment he’d held her in his arms on that endlessly rainy night. And longer still, he’d loved the little girl who played jacks with him on May Day and laughed at his wild antics.

Hooked on a Feeling: He knew he could be… a lot, as kinder people said. A goddamn nuisance, according to everyone else. He didn’t mean to be, he just tended to… latch on to things. Kind of like a bulldog (but in a nice and lovable way, thank you, Jeff). And right now he had ChrissyChrissyChrissy clamped tight between his jaws, and he hoped to god she didn’t ask him to let go.

5. Share or describe a favorite comment you received:

I have a few regular commenters who give me the longest, loveliest comments where they literally analyze each chapter section by section 😭 it makes me feel so loved. but as for one individual comment, I distinctly remember a commenter from one of my early fics commenting on a really tough scene I did re: chrissy's eating disorder. they said that they also had an eating disorder, and that chapter was very healing for them. I don't think I'll ever get another comment as powerful as that.

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

I go in and out of mild anxious/depressive episodes, mostly due to outside stressors, and that makes it really hard to write. writing is the one constant joy in my life, and when I don't even feel like doing that, I know something is very, very wrong. but luckily, they don't usually last too long!

7. A scene or character that you wrote that surprised you:

mike's redemption arc in Long Is the Road! that one was a total curveball to me, and it only came about because it was the closest place I could think of to have Chrissy walk to after her mom kicked her out. total accident, but it spawned on of my favorite sibling-ships for chrissy that I've ever written!

also writing wayne's pov! i never intended to do that, but once I started, his voice just kind of stuck in my head 😂

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

I wrote a lot. like over 300k of fanfic. and i even got back into writing some original fiction, which I'm so excited about!

I also started writing smut for the first time in 2023, which was something I never anticipated doing, let alone enjoying! but it's been super fun

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

I'd like to work more on my original fiction, maybe get a short story published. I'd also like to get better at world-building! I tend to get so focused on the characters that I forget they exist in a place I should spend some time creating lol

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

@slumped-in-the-arms-of-fiction all the way! she's been such a wonderful beta reader, cheerleader, and overall positive influence on my writing. I Can't Get Rid of You wouldn't ever have happened without her support and feedback!

11. Anything in your real life show up in your writing this year:

ooh, buddy! pieces of myself get sprinkled all over the damn place 😂 but as for specifics...

Galentines and Valentines opening scene was reminiscent of the girls' nights me and my college friends used to have (and still have sometimes)

Hooked on a Feeling had elements of my own past experiences of being laid up in a hospital (and being very annoyed about it)

This Old Man was absolutely inspired by my love of Columbo

You Got Me Good definitely included some of my own thoughts and feelings about when I get a little too high 😂

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

give your writing time.

it's so tempting when you have a new idea to jump on it and then get frustrated when it doesn't immediately turn out the way you want, but I've found that if I give myself time to think over a piece before I write it, and let it sit for a little while after I write it, I'm much happier with the end results!

13. Any new projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

finishing my three WIPs! and hopefully a little christmas fic 😂 I don't have anything else immediately in the works, thank god!

14. Tag three writers/artists whose answers you’d like to read:

@1lostsoul0fishbowl @pearlypairings @rose-n-gunses and anybody else!!!

#vibez answers #annual writing self-evaluation #fic writing #writer games #dash games

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