#I want to draw the one convo in chapter 8 so bad but this one is up there too
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Compiling these two asks for convenience.
YES ANON YES THE ANGST I LOVE THAT WHOLE CONVERSATION!
And it’s especially great coming right after the one in chapter 8 BUT ALSO Why... anon... why did you have to remind me of this... this hurt me too you know!
Rest easy anon I don’t hate you at all for shipping them. While I personally see it as a complicated friendship with a lot of doubts and regrets I won’t hide that I do like the dynamic/relation of the alien space god and the medieval rebel peasant A VERY NORMAL AMOUNT. And while for the story you don’t need more scenes of them, it’s all there and doesn’t overstay its welcome, I’m simultaneoulsy a hungry fiend so I too need and crave more of them.
I don’t know if the fact that they have similar sounding names is supposed to prompt the reader into reading more into it because Roadside Picnic also has two characters with similar names and in that case I really don’t think you’re meant to think much about it. But with Rumata and Arata it seems more intentional and deliberate, nudging you to see them as a two sides of the same coin type of deal and really hold them up to the light and contrast the two, I don’t know, I do it anyway, authorial intent or not!
There’s a lot to dig in and I wish I had the time and headspace for going ham and dropping a whole essay right here right now! Instead I take your hand in solidarity of also being hurt by that convo, I offer some disparate thoughts below and also have this, it’s them.
I have to say right off that I really like the reverence and admiration Rumata has for Arata:
“Arata was the only person here for whom Rumata felt neither hatred nor pity,”
Just... the way Rumata talks about him, describing him as “an avenger by divine grace”, among other things, and the insane risk of going to rescue him on a helicopter... oh also! the fact that he is the one guy that is name dropped in the Prologue when the earth kids are playing their medieval roleplay games who appears later on, I personally like to think Arata’s sort of hero, a kind of Robin Hood to the children of Earth, especially to young Rumata/Anton. And honestly to his adult self as well (only probably not as romanticized). The idea that Rumata dreams he’s just like Arata sends me:
” (...) in his earthling’s dreams—the feverish dreams of a man who had lived for five years surrounded by stench and blood—he often imagined himself as such an Arata, having received the high right to murder the murderers, torture the torturers, and betray the traitors for having passed through all the hells of the universe.”
There’s so many good lines here in the excerpts you sent though, I think this one is just glorious I just feel it in my bones, I love the condemnation Rumata gives towards himself and his fellow earthly colleagues, I adore that last line it just puts it perfectly:
He knew that he was right, yet in some strange way, this rightness lowered him before Arata. Arata was clearly somehow superior to him— and not only to him but to all those who had come to this planet uninvited and who, full of helpless pity, watched the tumultuous bustling of its life from the rarefied heights of dry hypotheses and alien morality. And for the first time Rumata thought, There is no gain without a loss. We’re infinitely stronger than Arata in our kingdom of good and infinitely weaker than Arata in his kingdom of evil.
and the whole exchange after you have there, the idea that Arata feels weaker now that he has “god’s” help behind him IS JUST ARGHHHH it seems counterintuitive but it makes so much sense actually I love that bit so much I- I can’t go into it or I’ll be here all day! Maybe one day though!
This other bit oh man, OOF like yes Arata tell him but also no don’t yell at my son he’s trying his best and failling:
“No, we will talk about it. I didn’t summon you. I’ve never prayed to anyone. You came to me yourself. Or did you just decide to have some fun?”
Same here:
“You shouldn’t have come down from the sky,” Arata said suddenly. “Go back to where you came from. You’re only doing us harm.” (...)
Go back to the sky and never come back.
I joke about these, that they sound like those scenes in films where a child has to shoo the dog away, but only because they hurt me too much if I don’t. They also tie in nicely with these lines of the conversation with Budach in chapter 8:
“Then, Lord, wipe us off the face of the planet and create us anew in a more perfect form … Or, even better, leave us be and let us go our own way.”
In short anon, I love them too and I share your pain.
#hard to be a god chapter 9 spoilers#asks/replies#anon#welcome anon welcome to what I like to call:#the rumarata angst#ship away anon you'll get no judgemental remarks from me#I'm sorry it took me so long to answer and then when I do I don't have a lot to say... or better yet I DO have a lot to say#but it's just these incoherent thoughts in my head#for now...#I want to draw the one convo in chapter 8 so bad but this one is up there too#screw it I'm tagging it too as:#too draw#Arata#Don Rumata#Hard to be a God#Strugatsky Brothers#if I make typos or something doesn't make sense I blame it on the heat today
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do you have advice for someone who’s writing a heavily illustrated fic / pseudo-fanventure ig and has written and drawn before but not necessarily combined the two? just like in terms of a few big things it’s worth knowing or keeping in mind
Im going to start answering this as though it is a question about comics in general, then more into the specifics of the format.
Step 1: Accept that, like everything with sequential art, you'll most likely be operating at a good 60% of your drawing ability for most of the panels. This is okay. I am of the belief that this should be encouraged, and great comic artists will tell anyone who wants to hear it that not every panel is going to be the greatest panel you've ever drawn - it just has to advance the story you're telling. In a traditional format, what we usually say is "pick one panel thats meant to look good at a time where that enriches the story(or the world), and focus on making the art be useful in all the rest." Simplify!
An excess of prettitudes can sometimes work against you. It may not match the mood, the setting, the atmosphere, your work speed, your wrist health, your feasible output etc. Play with what DOES!
In the style usually associated with homestuck, this means... sprites, single shots, style changes, panels with no background at all, reusing assets, and more. I like how "Inconsistency" is the only true rule on homestuck's visual side. Put the little perfectionist critic in the back of your head to sleep and get through the not-so-gorgeous parts. You'll eventually improve and find a comfortable pace.
All the other steps: You don't actually need to mimic HS style if you don't wanna. Not even the designs. Put your spin on it. Same goes for the narrative. HS is famously verbose and text-heavy, and where it succeeds is mixing the visuals in a way they accompany the text without drowning it out. Some things you only have to see to understand, other things you only have to read about to get, and there's rarely a repetition, because in the final context's perspective both count as equal pieces of the main text.
Figure out what can be conveyed in visuals and what can be conveyed through words, and what subtleties arise when you mix the two. Dont underestimate your audience for the sake of explaining EVERYTHING that is going on at all times inside and outside a characters head as well as around the world. If someone makes a sad face we know they're sad. If we've seen why they're sad, we don't have to say it again, but if it can perhaps be enhanced by providing a further context and depth through words- then perhaps you should do that. ("Vriska steps on 8 balls. She does this often since there's lots of cracked ones around the house. We can see this. We know she associates this with addiction and a strike of bad luck because she says so, however")
If you don't want to write a novel, but want to write pesterlogs, you don't need to write a novel! Make the narration short and sweet to the point it is simply useful and let the panels and conversations do the rest. Similarly, you dont want to write big meandering and long-winded convos? You can switch up the style and make it a little bit more prose-based with visuals to enhance it. Don't want to draw a lot? Invest in the prose+dialog and let your illustrations come in at key moments instead of driving the whole car. As long as you balance out the three things to make up for where you believe you're lacking the most prowess, it'll be fine. Experiment.
Most of homestuck is a result of improvisation, so while i cant say "you NEED to know where your story is going/how it will end before starting it" having a vague idea of how big you want it to be, where it might finish, and a realistic estimation of how much work it will take to get there is great for when your creativity and drive is running low. Having main story beats written down and a general concept for what the chapter, the arc, or the whole is meant to convey is very helpful in the case you get... stuck. You dont need to make it a 100 chapter epic if an oneshot or 3-parter suffices. Have fun. Put some things that are meant to be jokes and gifts to yourself. You also dont NEED to include the entire extended cast and a gaggle of extras if you don't want to. Ive seen a number of fanventures pop up and then be promptly abandoned because they got too expansive too quickly, and the author lost interest in the broad scope of it. Focus on what you want to write and draw about. If you can do that well, someone's guaranteed to like it, and that's better than trying to please everybody.
Also, while it might look effortless, doing this kind of narrative takes time. Even if you cut corners! It doesn't look finished until you put it all together, and sometimes you'll still be editing right before you publish so the text goes better with the pictures or the pictures go better with the words. "Being frustrated with the process" is unfortunately a reality for comics. This is why I'm always annoying about the 'put in things you think are fun' bit. Learning patience goes a long way.
Also, self-advertise. Shamelessly.
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I Never Forgot You- Chapter 8 (Natasha x Y/n)
Tag List: @natasha-danvers @lesbian-x-blackwidow @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @summergeezburr @disneykid125 @nowthisisliving27 @subject7creed @sighsam
Word Count: 1,078
Some Clint action in this one :) Also we make some progress with Natasha and reader! Whoop Whoop :) Enjoy x
Natasha POV
“Who the fuck is that?” I ask as I prepare to run the guy down with the car, Y/n turns to me sending me a reassuring grin making me relax. That was odd, why did I relax when the girl smiled at me? I don’t have many people smile at me, normally if I get a smile it is a snarky smile or a fake one. I am drawn out of my thoughts as Y/n opens the car door, I turn to look at her as the man makes his way over to the open entrance.
“Remember that convo you bugged? This is Clint, the guy I was talking to, my partner in crime” She explains hoping it calms me down, it does the complete opposite though, I am the enemy to Shield, he could try to take me down. I nod to show that I heard her but I don’t move my eyes from the man, on edge ready to jump into action if I need to strike.
“What are you doing here Barton?” Y/n asks out, relief in her voice as she looks at our saviour. I can see the warmth shining in those e/c eyes for the first time since I have known her, she never looked at me like that.
“You missed our check ups the last few days, so I got Hill to trace your phone and here it led me to the hotel. The Safe house in Romania was the only one within distance so I put two and two together” the man named Clint explains, finishing with a big grin like he was proud of himself.
“Wow, do you want me to rub your head as a well done?” I ask him sarcastically effectively drawing his attention away from Y/n and to me, I send him a wink and a small wave laughing internally as he starts to pale.
“Your the Black Widow, one of the most prolific killers around” The blond haired man mumbled out making me roll my eyes, before I can respond Y/n steps in.
“She doesn’t like being called a killer, do ya red?” Y/n informs him, looking at me a cheeky grin. The grin warms my stomach making me feel odd, I am a stone cold assassin I shouldn’t be getting hot and bothered by a smile.
“Right what ever you want I guess, Y/n we need to get off the street, I got us two rooms in a small motel an hour away.” Barton says as he walks over to the back door, opening it and making himself comfy. I look back at him in the mirror, not showing any interest in moving.
“Why aren’t you driving? Come on Romanoff we need to leave now!” Y/n exclaims out, looking out the window looking around to see if any more enemies are coming.
“I’m not going anywhere with captain dipshit over here, I am not comfortable being outnumbered by a rivals” I state emotionless, I can see Clint huff and puff almost like a little kid would do if he got reprimanded by his momma. I hear a loud groan making me turn to look at my travel companion, the h/c girl hitting the dashboard out of frustration.
“We don’t have fucking time for this! I am not comfortable being around the woman who was sent to kill me but do you hear me complaining? Look you can either come to the motel with me and Clint or you try to survive on your own, I won’t abandon my partner, not now not ever” Y/n passionately gushes out, I am taken aback by her frantic tone.
She has never lost her head before but as I look at her I can truly see how terrified she is of all this, I don’t say anything I just put the car into gear and make my way towards the motel. The car encased in a tense silence, only broken by the giant man child in the back seat.
“Aww see you do love me L/n” Clint teases, both myself and Y/n roll our eyes at the stupid comment.
“Shut it Barton” Y/n firmly says, making me try to fight a smile from appearing at her words. We drive for half an hour before a loud snore sounds from the back seat, obviously all this saving the day has tired Clint out.
“I’m sorry for snapping at you, I was just nervous about getting ambushed again” a quiet voice breaks through the silence, I turn to gaze at the girl next to me seeing that she has leant her head on the window gazing out at the scenery as it passes by.
I am taken back by the softness of her voice, I didn’t know somebody could ever be that soft, especially towards the Black Widow.
“It’s ok, it was stupid of me to ask you to leave him behind, I’m sorry for overstepping” I murmur back to her, trying to lose my normal steely tone, attempting to replace it with the same softness I had received.
“It’s hard to explain but Clint is like my family, he’s the only person I have left. I can never leave him, I can’t leave my family” Y/n emotionally states, laying her hand down on the cars centre console I can detect from the way her voice cracks that family is a sore spot for the agent.
As much as I want to dive deeper into her family and past, maybe find out who was in that photograph she kisses at night, I know that if I pushed then Y/n would close up like a clam and be harder to crack.
So instead of pushing the subject I just take one of my hands off the steering wheel and I encase her hand with mine, enjoying the amount of warmth the simple embrace emits.
She turns to me and gives me a small, soft smile. I turn my gaze back to meet hers and I send her a small smile in response, the first true smile I have given out in years.
“Who knows maybe I could tolerate your idiot friend.” I joke out, pulling a chuckle from the girl, maybe letting myself open up around these two is not such a bad idea.
#I never forgot you#chapter 8#natasha romanoff x reader#black widow x reader#slow burn#avengers fanfiction
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1-15 for the writers meme for ‘With Every Broken Bone.’ (I’m in a rereading mood for fanfic and I’m thinking about rereading this). Also you know I love this one!!
Aww thank you dear <3 Now I won’t shut up about process and the ins and outs of writing, lol...
1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?
When season 6 came along, admittedly, I had a really hard time reconciling going from a happy ending in season 5 to broken in season 6. And writing about it kind of was an interesting cross-section of therapy and analysis. While I was figuring out the timeline of events -- I noticed that there were some interesting parallels/juxtapositions going on, and because I thought I may not be writing more Klaine fic after this one (ha) I might as well take my own spin on a few famous portions of Klaine’s story.
2: What scene did you first put down?
I tend to write chronologically, so the opening flashback scene was probably first. I can’t fully remember. I did have a whole outline, though, before writing.
3: What’s your favorite line of narration?
Hmmm, I’m not entirely sure, since a lot of the specific narration I don’t remember as much anymore. I do love the entire month of June chapter, though, which is mostly narration. I love that it’s Kurt finally getting what he thought he wanted -- to be alone -- and finding himself through that, but also that even he can experience loneliness when having too much distance from everyone else.
Also early in the story when Kurt goes dancing with a guy and he starts to connect to him -- feeling Blaine through him -- only to realize the dude isn’t Blaine and basically has a panic attack. That moment was always really clear in my head, and I liked writing that one.
4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?
Oh, ha, it’s, like, my favorite line of dialogue ever, cause it’s a delightful metaphor for Klaine’s story at the time (And I’m sure people aren’t really that impressed with what I find clever, and are sick of me quoting myself, but I’m still amused by it)
“You know what it’s like? It’s like I stubbed my toe. And my toe hurt. A lot. And I tried to ignore the pain in my toe, but after a while it got so bad that something had to be done. So, instead of taking care of my toe, I chopped off my foot. Do you know how much worse chopping off your foot feels? Of course it took me four months to figure out how much it fucking hurts. And now I don’t have a foot. Just a bloody stump. I shouldn’t have cut it off. I could have fixed the toe.”
In addition, I also really enjoy some of the convos with Mercedes -- the one where she’s discussing her break up with Sam, and how, in a way, the two break ups are similar. I also love the July flashback with Mercedes -- because it foreshadows a lot of the story, and I thought it was rather clever.
5: What part was hardest to write?
The July chapter! Oh god, I think I had most of the rest of the fic done and kept having to put that on pause. I wanted Kurt to have another romantic interest during the summer - and get a sense of what casual relationships are like, and discover what he’s like in relationships that aren’t with Blaine. And to have to do that, set it up, pay it off, go through the whole thing and have it be meaningful was really hard. It took a long time to figure it out.
Not as difficult, but still I found challenge with, the flash back to the first break up. Trying to figure out how Kurt felt differently, and exploring how it was a different thing in a short amount of time was difficult.
The September flashback was difficult, too, because I needed Blaine to be frustrated without being too needy, or too much a bad guy. I know betas and talking it out helped a lot on that one.
6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?
This was my first big fic for Glee, and the first one where I felt like I was a decent writer. It also helped me figure out Kurt and the show in a way that I hadn’t before, and I love the character more from writing it.
7: Where did the title come from?
The lyrics of ‘I Lived’ -- I thought it was a nice touch that it was the last song on the show, and it fit with story I was trying to tell.
8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?
Yes! A lot of my experiences of New York I wrote into it here and there.
Also the story about thunder being god bowling. I had a cousin who used to tell me that so it didn’t seem so scary.
9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?
Not really? The only big thing I cut out was an extension of the stuff with June Dalloway in chp 3 (?) -- my betas talked me into cutting that way down, and they were right to do so.
10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?
I mean, well, they’re who I write. The pairing picked the story.
11: What do you like best about this fic?
I really love the story it explores with Kurt in it. I’m proud of how Kurt grows in it, and how I feel it does bridge the two seasons nicely. I really love how it gets deep into Kurt’s psyche -- drawing on canon as much as I could to paint a full picture of who he is. I think he’s a fleshed out and flawed character, and he feels real to me in this one.
I also really love that I was restrained in my use of Blaine -- he’s a ghost that haunts this story, and I was fascinated with the idea. I think it really comes through. Blaine is always there, even when he’s not, even when Kurt’s trying hard to move on. You miss Blaine in the story, but that’s intentional -- because Kurt deeply misses Blaine.
12: What do you like least about this fic?
There are still some parts that feel a little clunky to me. Certain sections that maybe go on too long, or not long enough. I can tell it’s an earlier fic of mine -- I could have worked on better and more concise sentence structure in a lot of places. I could have fleshed a few ideas out. And the October chapter, which is all of season 6, goes on a little too long -- and it feels slightly out of place, but I knew it did even when writing it -- I’m not sure how I’d re do it, but it feels slightly different than the rest of the fic.
I give myself a lot of leeway because it was my first time writing one, but the sex scene was a bit on the simple side. It felt more like an obligation - and I was super scared to write it, and basically my betas had to help me construct it cause I had no idea what I was doing and felt funny writing it.
I also think the Nov. flashback is a little too cheesy, but I was trying to get in all the last minute canon references, so I left it in there.
13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?
Yeah, I had a whole playlist for this one!!
Chapter 1 (March): Teenage Dream - Darren Criss
Chapter 2 (April): Shake it Out (Acoustic) - Florence and the Machine
Chapter 3 (May): Rockstar - A Great Big World
Chapter 4 (June): I Shall Believe - Sheryl Crow
Chapter 5 (July): Daydream Believer - Mary Beth Maziarz
Chapter 6 (August): Dream City - Free Energy
Chapter 7 (September): Head Over Feet (Acoustic) - Alanis Morissette
Chapter 8 (October): Halo - Beyonce
Chapter 9 (November): I Live - Fate Under Fire
Each of the chapters kind of had a musical aesthetic going on with it! Also intentional were the use of Kurt solos as chapter titles -- those paired along with each chapter purposely.
14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?
I have no idea - that’s up to them to get anything out of it.
15: What did you learn from writing this fic?
I did! I learned a lot about writing (which having a few fantastic betas really be strict with my writing helped a lot). I got myself out of some bad habits, and tried to be more introspective than I had been with previous writings. And I just felt like I stepped up when it came to writing. I think this is far from a perfect piece of writing, but I’m proud of how it turned out.
I also learned a lot about Kurt, he became a part of me writing this, and now his story is much more special to me than it had been before. And I learned a lot about Glee -- how it is as a show, and how it works, cause I looked at the structure of canon, and how it was written.
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Okay I found a pdf online of the Angel experiment and started reading it last night when I couldn’t sleep. It turned into less of a list of me complaining and more of a reaction as I relived my life in 6th grade. I’ve got the first four chapters + the prologue so I’ll do 5 chapters at a time. To keep from clogging dashes I’m going to drop this bad boy under the cut.
Book 1:
Prologue
•Oh my god I actually missed these prologues where the protagonist talks so dramatically to the reader like this. Gives me a real animorphs vibe hell yeah
•OH MY GOD 14 I USED TO THINK THAT WAS SO OLD WHAT HAPPENED
•WHOSE IDEA WAS IT TO RELEASE A LITERAL CHILD INTO THE WORLD LIKE THIS
•God I’m losing it this sounded like a deviant art bio
•Oh god I see where I got my flare for dramatic introductions
•It always bothered me that they’re only 2% bird. I feel like that might have given them some patches of feathers maybe instead of wings and improved hearing and sight and strength and metabolism an
•There it is again-“the only experiments to make it past infancy” I have a couple of books’ worth of proof that says that’s wrong. Yeah sure Max probably didn’t know about everything that was going on at the school but don’t sound so definitive about this. What is this, supernatural?
•Also why were the Erasers the only ones who could morph? Wouldn’t it be better to have wings that could morph into your back?? More useful???
•Also I hope the internet taught them about furries so they could make snide jokes tinged with nervous laughter about how Erasers are furries.
•“Welcome to our nightmare” GOD THAT'S SO 2005
•I still have no idea what Max meant by “if you read this story, you become part of the experiment.” I don’t see any wings popping out of my back, Miss, I’d like a refund.
Chapter 1
•GODDD NOW I SEE WHERE I GET MY WRITING STYLE I HATE THISSS
•Also still not sure what the whole point of this dream sequence was besides padding out a first chapter (which honestly? Mood). Any insight?
•W-if the Erasers are chasing after Max, why the fuck do they have bloodhounds? Isn’t wolf smelling on par, if not better than dogs’?? I understand this is a dream but like. Yo.
•Everyone always draws Max’s wings like eagle wings and they’re even colored like that in the manga, but the wiki says they resemble hawk wings. Hm.
Chapter 2
•Also the E shaped house always bugged me, too. The way it sounds, it’s not secluded by trees or anything, but Max says they’re totally hidden?? Surely someone goes hiking in the mountains around there.
•Ah yes. Jeb. Bastard man.
•Wait did he just. Fuckin up and leave? Like in the middle of the night like “bye kids gonna go get some milk” and never came back? How fucked up is that?
•And how the fuck did he expect three 12 year olds to take care of a 9 year old, a 6 year old, and a 4 year old by themselves??
•No doctors. Is Max part of the anti vaxx movement? Surely the folks at the lab weren’t like “well obviously they need all their shots if they’re to function normally in society and not die of chickenpox.”
•Also I like how dramatically this chapter ends. He literally could have kept going djsjfjsfn
Chapter 3
•Why is Gazzy a walking potty humor joke? That literally comes into play once in like the third to last book. #GiveGazzyTheCharacterDevelopmentHeDeserves2k19
•I forgot if this was mentioned but how do they know Gazzy and Angel are siblings? Is it just because they look similar?
•IGGY. SON.
•Also I’m remembering every page from the manga in like super high definition rn
•I saw someone else discuss this, but where in the fuck do they get food from?? Max makes it sound like she’s never gone into real society before and a 14 year old buying at least $1000 worth of groceries every week seems super sketch to literally any place ever.
•It always struck me as weird that Angel likes cozy places considering she lived in a dog crate for the first few years of her life.
•It’s so weird to me that literally the only person who got powers was Angel. The rest develop their (single use) powers along the way whenever it was convenient but I guess she just started out with hers? Idk I literally have no room to talk tho one of my ocs has inexplicable mind reading powers too lol
Chapter 4
•JDJSFJ THE CONVO AB THE STRAWBERRIES IS SO SHORT AND FORCED FJSJFJSJK I know it’s just to start the plot but shakfjajfjwj???
•CHAPTER 4 IS LITERALLY A PARAGRAPH LONG WHAT IN THE HELL
•Oh also why don’t they ever use Gazzy’s voice mimic thing?? JP could have made things where it was voice locked but Gazzy could have had a personality and been like “yo guys I got this!”
•Also how in the world can an 8 year old perfectly mimic a 14 year old’s voice? I’m guessing it’s an implied bird thing maybe.
•“Most of us had [weird abilities].” LITERALLY ONLY TWO OF YOU DO.
Chapter 5
•Oof trained? I can see why Jeb would train the kids to fight but like,,, yikes. Those are literal babies,,,,, plss
•Also I thought it was weird how they could just clap their hands around the Eraser’s ears and their eardrums would just fuckin pop. Do wolves really work like that? Someone who knows more about wolves than me look that up.
•Honestly?? The flock should have tons of scars n shit from all the times they’ve fought the Erasers. I’d really have liked to hear them come up at some point.
•Was there a reason they only wanted Angel or…? It’s been a long time since I read the series. From what Max was saying, pretty much half flock was out cold and would have been easy pickings for the Erasers to take back to the lab.
•Well the one thing I can say is that at least Ari is acting like a jealous seven year old.
•Lowkey wish there’d been more time to establish Ari, in hindsight. While we do get his view point in later books, we still really didn’t even get to know much about him. I’m not sure if that was for a reason or just a character who didn’t get developed. I wish there had at least been a name drop or something in the priori chapters like “I’m pretty sure Jeb had a son. Wonder where he went. Oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯”
•Also I forgot again but was there a reason Jeb didn’t bring Ari along?? Like, he couldn’t have done the same things as the flock, sure, but at least he would be there with his dad and like, other kids near his age to interact with. Did we ever get any info ab Ari’s mom? Again, shitty memory.
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SE4SON: Chapter 8
[*The next day*]
Jimmy and Nick traveled down the path, dragging a heavy wheelbarrow behind them. Diana just led the way on her horse, telling stories the boys had no interest in listening to. They chose to ignore her as they talked among themselves. Ever since last night, the two have been getting along quite good. They shared their own stories, gave out their personal interests, and even exchanged embarrassing secrets. Nick told his first, just to make Jimmy feel less uneasy. To the boy genius's knowledge, they had a lot in common. He doesn't remember the last time he's had a fun chat with anyone. Usually, when he opens his mouth, out only came scientific factoids. However, what really puzzled Jimmy is that Nick never gave him word about his father. Nick just about told as much as he could tell, without going deeper. Him being gay, him having a crush on the boy genius, and the horrible trauma his father put him through.
"So... What was your dad like, Nick?"
"As I told everyone, I don't even know the old man. I was very, very young when he was with us, so my memory isn't exactly stable."
"Well, do you ever wonder what he's like?"
"(Wonder? I know for a fact that he's a black hearted tyrant that deserves to choke and die) I know where my good looks came from, that's for sure. But, this is just a guess, he was probably a little bit hardheaded. Don't know any more about him, or heck, his full name as well."
"Have you ever asked your mom? She likely holds more trivia on him. I mean, she was the one who married him."
"Tried. She just doesn't like to talk about it. Don't know why. Look, Jimmy, do you mind if we change the subject? I feel like we're not getting anywhere in this conversation, about a person I never knew in my life. I just don't know him, that's all, end of story."
Nick didn't want Jimmy to know about his relationship with his father. If he told him, Jimmy might think he made up this sob story just for attention, or to gain his pity. Jimmy can be a very dubious boy. Plus, Nick's too embarrassed to express his life further on. He rather not have Jimmy involved into any of his family business. Nick lied that he didn't know his father's name, because the boy genius is sure to track down that man, and try to help Nick by reuniting him with his long, lost dad. Daniel has already made Nick's early childhood very unbearable for him, so the last thing he'd ask for is seeing his old man's mug re-enter his life. Nick's answer colored Jimmy curious. He said he was too young to remember anything about his dad. The boy genius presumed he was probably an infant by then. Why doesn't Nick know his own biological father's name? Why does his mom take it so personal? As much as Jimmy probes for a good explanation, he should know better not to meddle into someone else's family business. Mrs. Dean probably has a reason for withdrawing information from Nick.
Before long, the four of them (counting the horse) reached a huge wall, where the king's border shielded. The only way to get in is through the main gates, supervised by the royal guards. Since Diana left the border illegally, or doesn't carry any documents issued by the king himself, there's no way for them to pass. However, Diana made her own solution. Getting off of her horse, and dragging them alongside, she led the handcuffed boys to some piled up shrubs. Behind the shrubs hid an underground passageway dug under the border's wall. Diana placed the three sacks of loot onto the horse's back, while Jimmy and Nick had to pull an empty wheelbarrow, which is now refreshingly light. The inside was very dark, so Diana lit a lantern on the way. While the gang walked forward, Jimmy was a little anxious of what or who he might meet next, while Nick was looking forward to a much long break.
When they made it to the other side of the wall, they met with some dirt steps, and a trapdoor which brings about to who knows where. Diana gave it three knocks, and a high-pitched, nasally voice answered.
"Password!"
"We don't even have a password."
"Correct; You may enter!"
As the door opened, Diana and her horse walked up in, now in the kitchen of their homely hut.
"Diana! Butterscotch! You're back!"
Diana wasn't alone. Besides her horse, she was in the company of three people. Jimmy and Nick didn't expect it when they entered the room.
"And you smuggled some immigrants! Yay!"
Speaking of three people; One was a scrawny, short (but still taller than Nick), fifteen year-old girl with a visible overbite. Her hair was styled in pigtail buns, which resembled rat ears. Just looking at her, she kinda does look like a human rat. The voice, that answered to Diana earlier, belonged to her, and she seems to be very energetic.
"Oh my! Nice to meet you! Ya know, if I knew we'd be having guests, I would've had baked a pie!"
The other one appeared to be a slim man in his 30s, with a goatee beard. He was wearing a frilly apron, with a feather duster in his hand. Not much could be said about him, except he may be the only male in this house.
"What an unexpected visit! Did Diana happen to invite you young boys?"
The last one was a fat lady, who looked nice, but didn't seem to be too happy over Jimmy and Nick's arrival.
"...or did you just followed her here?"
The boys just got here, and already they made a bad impression to one of their new roommates. The human rat scurried over to them and sniffed at them.
"Thee two are very odd looking gents. Me like them already! They just like us!"
The human rat seems to take a liking to them. The boys decided to play it polite by introducing themselves.
"Salutations! I'm Jimmy!"
"And I'm Nick!"
"Oh! So we're introducing ourselves now? Okay! Sounds good to me! *Ahem* It's a pleasure to meet you, Jimmy and Nick! Me Oona! But to be honest, me hate that name! Me'd be much more happier if you called me Rodent Girl, thank you! By full name, that is." Greeted the human rat.
"I am sir Benson! I'm in charge of all the manly work around here! Such as the cooking, the cleaning, and planting these pretty little pink posies in the garden!" Greeted the man.
"And I'm Mitzi." Greeted the fat lady, in a stoic manner.
Mitzi caught her eyes on the chain between Jimmy and Nick.
"Pardon me, but may I draw the question as to wherefore thee boys are chained together? Did Diana happened to find you in some sort of a cellar or asylum?"
"No, she rescued us from being burned at the stake." Nick replied, but that didn't make Mitzi look at them any differently.
"Mitzi, be not malapert to our new guests!" Said Diana. "These young gentlemen, thou are not gonna believe this, came from the future; the twenty first century! Isn't yond most wondrous? Oh, and as for the bilboes, this was just a did fail charm dissemble performance by some naive friend back home!"
All of them were amazed, but minus Mitzi.
"Is it true in the future they build carriages that no longer need to be run by horse power?" Asked Rodent Girl.
"Yeah. They're called cars." Jimmy responded.
"Cleaning machines that help pick up all the dirt and dust so sweeping isn't a hassle?" Asked Benson.
"I believe you're referring to vacuums."
"Metal people built by man that conflict havoc on humanity?" Asked Mitzi.
"I think Jimmy invented that once." Nick joked, which earned himself a smack on the arm by the boy genius himself.
The boys then remembered the handcuffs.
"By the way, do you have anything we could use to unlink this chain?" Asked Jimmy.
"Why don't you just ask Diana? Breaking that will be just cake for her!" Rodent Girl suggested.
"We did. But then she told us the short story about some guy's arm she accidentally popped off."
Benson and Diana shared a small convo within themselves.
"Did you tell the lads that the man's arm was merely just a wooden prosthetic?"
"No. I felt that would make me sound less hardcore."
Diana suddenly had an idea.
"I'll tell you what. My associate, Mitzi here, has studied and practiced the art of locksmithing! She could perhaps make a duplicate key to undo those shackles!"
"Do I have to?"
"Yes you will! These are our guests here!"
Having no choice but to approve of Diana's request, or demand, she told the two young boys to follow her. Luckily, Diana stayed behind them. They were too scared to be alone with that woman. She seems to look at them as if they were criminals. She wouldn't be, by any chance, working with the green hoods of Derryberry Everlanes? Maybe she'll have a change of heart once she gets to know them. That way, they wouldn't have to worry about her poisoning their milk.
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[*40 hours earlier, in another time*]
Sheen should've had warned Judy about Jimmy's new security system. However, she easily creamed it by reflecting the lasers into the cannons by using the mirror from her facial cream concealer, then she took on the guard bots in a little taekwondo, thanks to the lessons she took to not only protect herself but her family as well. After cleaning the security system's clock, she investigated the lab from top to bottom. And if she can't find him, she might as well pick up some clues that will maybe spell out her son's disappearance. She covered every area in the lab, knocked over some heavy machinery, and she even hollered for Jimmy's name at the top of her lungs. Despite making no progress, she continued searching. She hasn't seen her son in two days and she wasn't gonna stop until she finds him.
Poor Judy has lost her mind. She hasn't ate or slept. All she had on her mind was Jimmy getting hurt. This boy was her only child, and she won't rest on her little baby. So far, she's only covered the lab. Sheen did say this was the last place he remembered Jimmy went to. Since then, that was the only place she's checked, and right now, the lab looks like a tornado just hit it. Her husband tried to talk her out of it, but she's so Jimmy-crazed, she refuses to listen to anyone.
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[*Five hours later*]
Carl Wheezer was putting on another magic show on his front lawn. Sheen, his assistant, was wearing a ridiculous feminine looking outfit Carl made for him. He has more audiences than he had last time, probably because he's starting to improve. ...or because they had nothing better to do, and the show was free, after all. There was only one adult in the audience. The only one who appeared to be enjoying the show was Bolbi. He's the one to clap when nobody else will. (And for some reason, one of the spectators was a measly Twonkie.) Today's performance, he borrowed a five dollar bill from a volunteer, cut it into tiny pieces using his scissors, then blanketed a cloth over it. After chanting his own original magic words, he pulled the dollar bill out, which was back in one piece again.
"THIS IS NOT MY DOLLAR, WHEEZER! THIS IS A COUPON FOR A FREE WHOLE FISHCAKE AT THE RAMEN BOWL!"
"What?! A-heh, I'm sorry, Benny! I am TRULY sorry! I may be having some technical difficulties occurring at this moment! If you excuse me, I'd like to have a private heart to heart with my assistant here!"
Carl then grabbed Sheen by his bowtie.
"Sheen. You were suppose to put a five dollar bill under there."
"I know. But when I looked into my wallet, all I had was three dollars, 76 cents, and that coupon, which to me, is worth as much as five dollars."
"Why?"
"You kidding me? You get to portion your own fish cake slices."
Benny was glaring at them, while angrily tapping his foot on the pavement. Carl and Sheen combined their money together, and paid him back the amount his original bill cost. Then he left.
"Sure wish Jimmy was here, Sheen. It's not the same not seeing your best friend watch you from the audience, especially under all this pressure. I was hoping he'd get a chance to witness my new tricks. Where is he, anyhow? He and Nick have been gone for three days."
"Well, I don't know about Nick, but he might still be with Jimmy."
"Possibly. I mean, we haven't seen him around anywhere. But I have met a few skateboard kids who keep breaking their legs frequently."
"What is it, a trend now?"
"I don't know. None of them even knew Nick, apparently. Hey, remember yesterday when you presumed that Jimmy may be in his lab, and said it'd be a good idea if one of us checked? Well, when I decided to check there after school ended, it was already occupied by Mrs. Neutron. She said she had everything under control, so I trusted her on that. Say, I wonder if she found Jimmy yet, cuz she's been down there for quite so long."
"About how long?"
Suddenly, Judy Neutron came upon them, looking like she's gone through hell.
"Hi, Mrs. Neutron! You're looking extra beautiful today with the bright sun rays shining off of your lovely complexion." Said Carl, in his lovestruck mood from the sight of her.
"Carl, I have been searching in my son's lab all day and through the night! My hair is out of shape, I'm covered in transmission fluids, I still haven't found my son, so don't try to suck up to me!"
"No really! No amount of filth could ever mask your stunning beauty! Heck, you'd still look good even in that embarrassing t-shirt with a picture of your favorite 70s' sitcom character on it."
"Carl Wheezer, PLEASE! I'm in no mood for th- How did you know I owned a 'Welcome Back Kopper' t-shirt?"
"Um, ItsJustACoincidence! Sheen, she's all yours! And I don't mean that literally, by the way."
Carl pushed Sheen in Judy's direction.
"Hi Mrs. Neutron! Nice filth!"
Judy grabbed Sheen by the ear, as if he were her own son.
"Don't you 'Hi Mrs. Neutron' me! Now tell me what gives! You said that you remembered that Jimmy said he'd be in his lab! Well, I checked the lab, and guess what, he wasn't there!"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Maybe he already left the lab. Ooohhh! Maybe Nick's mom has a clue!"
"Nick's mom?"
"Well, Nick happened to be with Jimmy, or rather, stuck to him, when they headed to the lab. They probably undid the handcuffs right now, so that's why they were in the lab."
"Hmmmmmmmmm."
Judy took Sheen by the arm, taking him with her somewhere.
"Where we going?! Are we going out for ice cream?"
"Nope! Since you know more than you think you do, you're gonna help me find my son!"
"But, Mrs. Neutron! Carl needs me! And there's a rerun episode of Ultralord coming up in just an hour!"
Carl, feeling absolutely helpless right now, just waved goodbye to Sheen. And since his back was turned away, all of his audience got off from their seats, and walked away. Except Bolbi, of course.
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[*Meanwhile, back to the middle ages*]
The boys sat on the floor, since none of them could share a stool together, as they watched Mitzi smelt a new key before their eyes in just 5 minutes, thanks to the new supplies Diana stole. When done, she grabbed a hold of Jimmy's wrists and inserted the key into the hole. By just one turn, the cuffs fell off like it were the end of slavery. Jimmy and Nick rubbed their aching bare wrists in relief. It felt like months since they could move both of their arms. No more painful dragging, and they can finally give each other some space for once. They don't have to sit, or lie down, in uncomfortable positions anymore. As much as Nick loves Jimmy, even he can get tired over a little too much bonding.
"Thank you, Mitz! You're a real lifesaver!" Nick was grateful enough to thank.
"I never planned to save your lives. And don't call me Mitz." But Mitzi seemed bitter about it.
Mitzi, feeling like she helped enough, exited the room just to be away from them.
"What's her beef?" Asked Nick.
"Well, it could be the fact that both of you are men, or she just isn't use to having strangers around here, unlike us, where we are open to warm welcomes." Replied Diana.
"Hope you're right about the second part, otherwise she's never gonna learn to like us."
"Good luck on that; She can be a tough nut to crack. By the way, how long do you gents plan to stay with us again?"
"Until we build something that could take us back home. I was hoping I could borrow some vital replenishments that are pertinent enough to engineer a fully operative time machine, and I would also need some hypothetical earthbound to constitute power into it, such as raw minerals or a strike of lightning. Maybe both." Jimmy exclaimed.
"What he say? Is this some kind of future language?"
"Nope. Cuz otherwise, I'd understand him." Said Nick.
"I mean, the right tools and supplies I need for a brand new time traveling device." Jimmy clarified.
"Ohhhhhhh, why didn't you just say so? You boys are welcomed to use anything in the hut's shed, just as long as you don't break them."
"Yes ma'am."
"And would it be okay if me and the gang visited the future with you fellows? From all those facts I've heard from you, it sounds exciting."
"I don't think so. It could possibly affect the timeline. But if you like, we'd be happy to visit you occasionally."
"Oh, stop it, you! I'm already getting attached!"
Diana has been very good to them, so it's the least Jimmy could do. The boy genius planned on inventing that new time machine right now, but finally being released from those prison cuffs, it's best to start tomorrow and just relax today. Jimmy is usually in a rush, but sometimes you just need to catch your breath. He can't just keep pushing himself to get work done. Jimmy has had this new perspective ever since that little heart to heart with Nick by the campfire last night. Speaking of Nick, what does he have in mind now that he was free?
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Jimmy and Nick were both chilling outside of the hut, sharing more conversations together.
"So you were jealous of me back then?” Asked Nick.
"It was just a phase. I mean, you had everything I wanted. You were good looking, and tall, and strong, and pretty much loved by almost everyone in school. As I grew older, I came to realize that I love myself just the way I am. All that popularity really isn't worth it." Replied Jimmy.
"Glad you've come to your senses. There's really no reason to be jealous, because living the popular life just sucks. There's nothing really to do but to shut up and look pretty. You're lucky to have real friends. My friends, if I can even call them that, just like me for my qualities. When we play games, it's only for sport, not fun. As for all those girls, don't get me started with them. No matter where I go, they're always there. I don't even like girls."
"Don't tell me you still believe in cooties."
Nick doesn't know how to answer to that. By giving the wrong response, Jimmy is sure to come on to him, about his secret. Thankfully, he was saved when Jimmy asked something else.
"Call me nosy, but why did you and Betty even dated? Not that I still care about her or anything. I swear I moved on."
"We never really dated. The whole relationship was merely a sham. We only hooked up because that's what the school wanted, since she is the second most popular kid in school. The fact that we're both pretty, they thought we'd be perfect for each other. She didn't have a thing for me, and I didn't have a thing for her. We set that public breakup for our own sakes, and not to mention freedom."
"Did she mention anything about me?"
"Moved on, huh?"
"Sorry."
"Mind if I asked the questions now?"
"Shoot."
"Hope this isn't too personal, but what did you ever see in Cindy that made you realize you were in love? Wasn't she always mean to you?"
"Gosh, I don't think science has an answer to that. Heh heh. Well... it could be from the aftermath of the love potion. Or maybe because we're both smart and we carry the same strategies. Plus, we make a pretty good team. ...when we're not arguing."
"That's it?"
"Mhmm. That's it."
"Well, pardon me for being critical, but in my opinion, real romantic relationships are made out of healthy chemistry. It should be based on trust, understanding each other. Working things out. Not having more heated arguments than a middle aged couple. Also, physical and emotional harm will get you nowhere. It takes more to soulmates than having a lot in common."
"I know. And that's the reason why I decided it was now over between us. We weren't necessarily all those things you just said. We were just unhealthy for each other. When it comes to science, it triggers us into warfare. I thought it would be best for us that way, even after all those heartwarming moments we've cherished, the times we stood by each other's side, and when we were trapped on an island together... Nick, do you think I've made a mistake? Maybe Cindy was right. I probably was just thinking of myself."
"ABSOLUTELY NOT! If you feel in your gut that it was right, then it's right! Having a fair share of sweet moments won't erase bad history! Look at you two; You fight like dogs over a bone with meat still on it! Your relationship with her is much too dysfunctional, which could possibly lead to abuse in the future! Can't you see she's giving you stress! That could be why you're always pushing yourself to do better! And when you're pushing yourself to do better, you neglect your friends! Don't you remember? You'll find the right someone eventually, but Cindy just isn't the one!"
"I see you make a good point, but..."
"But?"
"...why are you making a big deal out of this?"
"I'm your friend, Jimmy. Am I not allowed to be concern for you?"
Now Jimmy knew right there that Nick was much more different than his friends back home. Nick actually cares enough to show him which path is best for him, without being controlling. He acted as the voice of reason. Sheen never lectured him like this, and neither did Carl. Cindy did a lot of yelling and harsh scolding. If Nick haven't said something, Jimmy would've gotten pulled into the Stockholm syndrome.
"And besides, I know what it's like to be stuck in a relationship where you're hurt all the time!"
Nick had broken his rule of going overboard with his information, and he regretted saying it right away, but he had to let Jimmy know he wasn't alone. Now, he may die of embarrassment. Jimmy wondered, who was Nick ever in a relationship with that hurt him so badly? Their privacy was soon invaded when they spotted Benson poking his head out the window.
"Were you eavesdropping on us?"
"Heavens, no! I was just gonna call you two for supper when I accidentally overheard your entire conversation!"
Jimmy and Nick got up and decided to head inside for grub.
"Look, Jimmy, I'm sorry for flipping out like that. I don't know what came over me. Should've just kept my whore mouth shut."
Jimmy only responded by wrapping his arms around Nick's stomach area, and embracing into a warm hug, with his face buried in his chest. Nick's cheeks were beginning to glow red again. He just received his very own hug from the boy he loved. Wait. He thought Jimmy was disgusted by the concept of men hugging each other.
"If you feel in your gut that it was right, then it's right."
Jimmy hugged Nick out of sympathy, since he showed him his. The sweet, caring guy before him was the person Nick hid from him for two years. He was the friend Jimmy should've had a long time ago. The boy genius eventually released from his hug, and headed inside for supper. Nick was completely frozen from that hug, yet his face feels so hot. He stood like that for three minutes, before shaking it off and stepping back inside the hut. Although he may not be ready to face Jimmy again after that one hug.
"(It was just a hug!)"
#Jimmy Neutron#Boy Genius#Nick Dean#Cindy Vortex#Libby Folfax#Carl Wheezer#Sheen Estevez#Season 4#fanfic#romance#adventure#TVverse#TVEE
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Character Creation Tag (Alexander)
@pens-swords-stuff did this and this looked cool so I thought I’d do it with my baby Alexander
1) What was the first element of your OC that you remember considering (name, appearance, backstory, etc.?)
The name. I knew he would be a bookworm too
2) Did you design them with any other characters/OCs from their universe in mind?
Nope, he was the first character and everyone else was built around him.
3) How did you choose their name?
always loved the name, since I was tiny. I never knew anyone called Alexander so I have no idea where I got the name from, but it was also a name I was considering when I came out as trans but it didn’t suit me, so my character’s name was born.
His last name is Fawn, which just came to mind and seemed to fit.
4) In developing their backstory, what elements of the world they live in played the most influential parts?
Oooo so in the first book he loses his family. I wanted to really concentrate on his backstory at the start to show how normal his life was and how unprepared he was for everything to go tits up. Everyone has a special power and his is enhanced intelligence and he experiences everything from being able to read minds (Not a lot), to having visions about the future and hearing his powers voice. He wants to get rid of it, so I really wanted to show how much it affected him.
He has ADHD so I wanted to show that through his every day life and I made sure it was mentioned in passing. I wanted to show how he was in school because there are some important characters that come back from there.
His family were well off with house staff and technology because I wanted a clear contrast between his old life and his new life on the run.
5) Is there any significance behind their hair colour?
Nope
6) Is there any significance behind their eye colour?
Nope
7) Is there any significance behind their height?
Nope, he is average
8) What (if anything) do you relate to within their character/story?
He has bad anxiety and depression. I didn’t want to hide it and I’ve had it all my life so I wanted to write a hero who had a mental illness and although it does slow him down, it doesnt stop him.
9) Are they based off of you, in some way?
The whole story came to be because I had a dream where my sister was taken and I had some kind of powers that helped me to get her back. This is basically the outline to the whole of book 1. So in a way yes.
Same with the anxiety and depression, a lot I wrote about it true and was how I was feeling at the time. I feel it made it more realistic to a reader that way.
I can be quite cheeky and was often got told off for it when I was younger, so I really wanted to include that element of fun into his character.
10) Did you know what the OC’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?
I knew he wasn’t going to be straight. Whether he knew that about himself yet was another story. But it’s turning out to read like he is bi, so I will definitely be sticking with that.
11) What have you found to be most difficult about creating art for your OC (any form of art: Writing, drawing, edits, etc.)?
So there was a scene where he got caught and basically got beaten up but a police officer (They are all working for a corrupt government and know it). I knew I wanted him to get caught and I knew he was going to get treated like a mini adult (He is 13) and that it was going to be a massive shock to him.
But when I wrote that part, it seemed too light. He was basically being interrogated in a cell where they police have no rules.
Then it was too harsh, like way too harsh.
And he didn’t care if he died at this point, he thought he lost everything and in this situation he would have given up. I needed to give him a reason to fight, to be brave and not quit. He needed to get his sister back but thought there was no chance.
So I thought back to my anxiety. If i want something I can’t do it (like ask for sauce in a restaurant) but if my friend with anxiety wants it and can’t ask, you bet I’m going to try to ask for some.
So I put in his best friend (and the guy he may or may not have a crush on) with him, but he was beaten up worse. So he could find some will to fight again.
12) How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story, if at all?
Oh god I have planned this so much. SO basically I had it so well planned out that me @izzytheheartbrekker and @lantern-keeper had a half hour convo about how I could get my characters to break into this one building. All the reasons they gave couldn’t work because I basically wrote myself into a corner that made it so the ideas would not work at all. They needed to break into this building to find files. The files can only be found in this building, I tried to move them but they just didn’t make sense to be anywhere else because of how I wrote the first book and the characters. But they are on the run and trying to lay low so have no reason to enter this building at all.
They can’t just walk in. It’s guarded because of how I wrote the building in the first story. It was basically a suicide mission. But the character’s traits also held an issue. They wouldn’t break in for fun or a dare.
I did work it out in the end.
But their story is always going and I have ideas that will never get put into the story. I have everyone’s back stories wrote that I could form another book on
13) If you had to narrow it down to 2 things that you MUST keep in mind while working with your OC, what would those things be?
Anxiety. Anxiety controls his life. He wouldn’t do certain things or act certain way because of it.
He loves his sister, in the book I’m currently writing (book 2) I know the first few chapters are missing their interactions. Everything that happened in book 1 was because he was trying to get his sister back, I need to remember that.
14) What is something about your OC that can make you laugh?
His cheekiness, he always answers back, and he doesn’t always mean to.
15) What is something about your OC can make you cry?
His love for people. I cried when I wrote the scene his sister got taken, because I know how much his life revolves around her.
‘“Trust me.”
These were the last words that Alexander said to his little sister before… well you’ll see.’ - start of chapter 9
‘Rosia didn’t look so sure. She ran towards her brother and leant against his chest. He wrapped his arms around his little sister and lent over her like a shield. Protecting her from the world outside of his warmth. If he could take all the pain away from her, he would in a heartbeat. She didn’t deserve this, she didn’t deserve any of this. His shirt felt wet against his skin and he realised they were the tears of his sister. He bent down and rested his hands on the side of her shoulders, before leaning forwards and gently kissed her forehead. Looking into her watery eyes, he tried to smile bravely. He couldn’t bare to see his sister so scared. He wiped away her tears with his sleeve and held her against his chest once again.
“We’ll be alright Rosia. We’ll make it somewhere safe tonight and then we will get away from all of this.”
Rosia lifted her head and looked at her protector. With her face red, eyes puffy and gently sobbing, she opened her mouth and gently whispered one word.
“Promise?”
Alexander stood up and held out his hand.
“Trust me.”’ - end of chapter 9, book 1
WHY DO I DO THIS?
16) Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story?
I want him to be an arsehole sometimes, like it would be easier to write, but he is just so darn nice and lovable.
17) What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC?
He doesnt want to burden anyone, he is struggling and didn’t tell his best friend. His talent has grown out of control.
“He’s been repressing his power which means he isn’t focusing it, which means it’s growing and every time he relaxes the hold even a tiny bit, that will happen” He pointed to Alex. “and it’s only going to get worse the longer he does it. And by longer I don’t mean days, I mean hours. His mind is developing at a fast pace just as teenagers brains do, except quicker. Christ Alex we’ve spoke about this and you didn’t listen.” Theo was becoming clearly more and more agitated by the second.
“You spoke about this, without me.”
Theo looked at Alex, who looked like he was about to blackout again any second. He calmed down a bit, feeling sympathy for him. “He didn't want to worry you.”
Jathan turned to Alex, “You’re my best friend, I want to know if you’re suffering I want to help Alex.” He turned back to Theo “Isn’t this why we placed the seal in the first place so he wouldn’t lose control. Can't we just do that again?”
“You saw what happened the first time we can’t risk that again.”
“What will happen if he continues to repress it?”
“Worse case scenario, it takes over, he can’t take it, his brain shuts down. But that’s if he doesn’t give up first”
“He dies? Shit, Okay, okay and best case?” He inhaled deeply.
“It takes over, it leads his life for him until he goes mad.” He paused. “Then his brain shuts down.”
“That’s exactly the same just worded differently.”
“It’s exactly the same apart from one takes longer.”
“I am still here, and I can hear you.”
Jathan turned to Alex quickly “Shut it, you don’t get a say in this after you didn’t listen the first time.” He turned back to Theo. “So what do we do?” (First draft)
18) What is your favourite fact about your OC?
“I think the scars showed that you survived, you fought and you won. They show you were brave, that you’re stronger than you think. You got these scars so Haylan and Leo didn’t get any. That’s incredibly brave.You’re incredible…. bly brave.”
Alex looked back up and saw tears running down his face. He lunged forwards awkwardly and hugged him, succeeding in knocking him over. Jathan laughed in between sobs as Alex laid on top of Jathan.
He thinks he is smooth, but boy is he not.
I tag @immzies-adventures-through-books and anyone else who wants to do this because I have been lacking on the writeblr side so I’m not sure who writes anymore and I also tag @phantom-solitaire because they are reading my first book currently so I want to show them more of my baby
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Love in the Air: A Adrinette Fanfic Chapter 1
*On a Spring day to school*
Narrator: Marinette and Adrien are starting school during the second half of the semester and today is their first day. The story takes place in the morning. School starts at 8:30 and it's 7:15 on a Wednesday.
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*At Marinette's house*
Marinette: *sleeps*
Tikki: Wake up Marinette!!! It's 7:15 and you're gonna be late for school!!!
Marinette: *slowly wakes up* Uh Tikki, what time is it?
Tikki: 7:18.....
Marinette: *screams* Oh crap!! I'm gonna be late!!! *rushes around the room* Can't be late for the first day!!!
Tikki: Just don't- *Marinette falls* *sighs* destroy the place....
Marinette: *nervous laugh*
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*At Adrien's house*
Adrien: *sleeps*
Plagg: Adrien....wake up..
Adrien: *snores*
Plagg: *sighs and shakes Camembert in his face*
Adrien: *wakes up and covers his nose* Ugh Plagg! Why would you do that?!
Plagg: You wouldn't wake up so I had to force you. *eats the Camembert*
Adrien: *sighs and gets dressed*
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Marinette & Adrien: Alright let's go!! *leaves their houses*
Marinette: *walks alone* I wish I would've bought an umbrella....
Adrien: *walks and sees a girl without an umbrella* Hey do you wanna share an umbrella?
Marinette: Um are you sure? I mean we just met. *looks at him*
Adrien: *thinks:Her eyes are so pretty* Yeah I'm sure. I wouldn't want you getting wet. *puts the umbrella over her*
Marinette: Um if you say so. *walks with him* So what's your name?
Adrien: Adrien Agreste. How about you?
Marinette: Wait the Adrien Agreste?! *stops walking and stares at him*
Adrien: *nervous laugh* Hehe. The one and only.
Marinette: Wow!! The Adrien Agreste is talking and walking to school, with me!!! Um m-my name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
Adrien: Nice name. *continues to walk*
Marinette: So do you go to school?
*thinks: Why would I ask that when he's the same age I am? Way to start up a convo Mari...*
Adrien: Well yeah. I got to the school around the corner from here. Thing is...this is the first time I've been in a public school....
Marinette: Me too!! Well I've been home schooled my whole life. I've always wanted to see what a public school was like!!
Adrien: *laughs*
Marinette: What's so funny? *looks at him*
Adrien: It's your enthusiasm. I like that about you Mari.
Marinette: *blushes and plays with her hair* Oh t-thanks Adrien.
Adrien: Well we're here but it was nice talking to you Mari. See you at Lunch.
Marinette: *waves* See ya!! *walks to class*
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*In 1st period class*
Nino: Yo Alya, who are the new guys?
Alya: How should I know? I'm playing 'Bottle Flip'.
Nino: Oh cool. How about we invite them to Lunch?
Alya: And become the shadows of the school? No way. You can do that in your own.
Nino: Guess no.....
Sabrina: Chloe...why does it look like the new girl is stealing your crush?
Chloe: Because the new girl is stealing my crush!! Are you blind Sabrina!!
Sabrina: No I don't think so. Maybe my glasses are foggy.... *cleans her glasses*
Chloe: *face palms* Your glasses aren't the problem, Four eyes!! The problem is the new girl is trying to steal my Adrikins. Not this time girly. I'm going to have a talk with you during Lunch.
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*At 3rd period class*
Lila: *reads a book but looks at Adrien every 5 seconds*
Mylene: What you reading Lila? *looks over her shoulder*
Lila: *puts the book away* Oh n-nothing special!!
Mylene: Ok *smiles and walks away*
Lila: *sighs and continues to look at Adrien* Nathaniel?
Nathaniel: Yes Lila? *looks at her*
Lila: Do you ever fall in love with somebody and you can't keep your eyes off of them?
Nathaniel: As a matter of fact, I do!! *pulls out his picture of him and Marinette*
Lila: *daydreams about Adrien*
Sabrina: Chloe I think that girl is trying to steal him too.
Chloe: Who?
Sabrina: *points at Lila* Her.
Chloe: She doesn't seem as bad as Marinette so maybe me and her can be friends but I'll still end up with Adrikins in the end. *smiles*
Sabrina: *giggles*
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*At 4th period class*
Adrien: Wow Mari!! I didn't know you can draw!! *claps*
Marinette: *blushes* This isn't my best work but thanks Adrien.
Adrien: *blushes and chuckles*
Chloe: Hey Adrikins!!! You know, I can draw too!!! *shows a picture of an amateur drawing of a flower*
Marinette: *looks at Adrien then at Chloe's drawing*
Adrien: Uh yeah it's a great pic Chloe. *turns around and finishes his plane*
Mylene: Ivan look at my Pie!!! Doesn't it look realist and delicious? *smiles and holds up her picture*
Ivan: Yeah Mylene it's a good pic. Almost makes me wanna eat it.
Lila: *attempts to draw a puppy*
Nathaniel: *draws a picture of him and Marinette under the moonlight*
*bells rings for Lunch*
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Chloe: Hey Marinette?
Marinette: Yeah? *looks up*
Chloe: Can me and my bestie talk to you for a moment? *looks at Sabrina then at Marinette*
Marinette: Ok. Wait for my in the Cafe ok Adrien? *walks with Chloe*
Adrien: Ok Mari!! *walks away* *Thinks: Something tells me that girl didn't just want to talk to Marinette...I hope she'll be ok*
Marinette: So what did you girls want to talk about?
Chloe: *grabs her collar* I want you to stay away from Adrien. It's me he wants and it's me he's gonna get so don't be anywhere near him!!!
Sabrina: If we catch you with him, we'll send pictures of you and Adrien to Mr.Damocles and you will be suspended.
Marinette: B-But? I don't want to stay away from him!! *crying*
Chloe: Well if you don't want to be suspended, then I suggest you stay away from him. Come on Sabrina. *walks away*
Sabrina: Better watch out cause we have eyes everywhere. *points at Marinette then leaves*
Marinette: Oh....*cries* *thinks: Why do they have to be so mean....I never did anything to them......oh Adrien...* *wipes her face and walks to the Cafe*
Adrien: What took you so long Mari? I was starting to worry. *smiles at her*
Marinette: *cries* O-Oh nothing....just some threats that's all....
Adrien: Who threatened you?!
Marinette: C-Chloe and Sabrina.....
Adrien: *hugs her* It's ok Mari. Don't worry about Chloe. I'll make sure she doesn't do anything to you.
Marinette: Thanks Adrien.... *hugs back*
Chloe: *growls* Two can play it that game, Marinette Dupain Cheng....
*Lunch bell rings*
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Part 2 is coming soon. Tired so I gotta end it here plus I'm evil 😈
~LisannaStrauss2016
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