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hellfire--cult · 3 months
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I have a ton of posts saved to read later that I dont reblog yet BECAUSE: I've seen people mistag, I've seen people not disclose things on purpose, and there was that whole scandal last year about the underage thing that wasn't appropriately tagged and a ton of people who liked or reblogged to read later also got under fire
I reblog once I read, I cant say everyone else does. But you do have to realize one thing, AO3 you can't necessarily reblog. You can bookmark and pin and like and comment, and if by chance there is a way to reblog then im dumb and completely missed it. I was one of the people who had an AO3 first and then came to Tumblr and didn't know at first to reblog.
There are some people who want interaction who have less then 50 notes just begging for love, and people keep complaining that their first that have THOUSANDS aren't being shared. I get that it sucks! But also, you are having interaction. I still know people who like fics to read later and won't reblog until after they read it.
Also, I have mutuals who will like their friends fics but not reblog if it has one of the things they don't like. For example, my friend doesn't like daddy kink and another mutual always writes it, so they'll like the fic but not share and that has been discussed
It is discouraging to me to see people say they want to put things behind a pay wall, there are sites for that that you can legitimately do that. But fanfiction is art and it should be shared, and I understand it hurts when people don't reblog, but there are many different reasons people don't as some are listed here.
It makes it discouraging to even interact with people and not even read things at all anymore. I started out not knowing, and then got blocked by a blog because I at the time had only liked things because I didn't know reblogging was what people wanted on here. Is it not all interaction? Is it not all love and gratitude being shown? Since when did we weigh the merit of one thing over another?
We joke that Tumblr doesn't have an algorithm but it does! I see stuff recommended my mutuals like but haven't reblogged. And I see stuff that gets a ton of interaction.
Maybe I'm wrong, and I would love an explanation as to why people want things reblogged (again coming from other sites where you couldn't, not just AO3). I genuinely don't understand and this isn't any hate towards you I have reblogged your fics before and love how you write, I just don't get it?
I understand it might sound whiny to some, and I understand AO3, but it can also help when someone bookmarks it and it ends in their profile, for mutuals to see it as well.
Wattpad may not have a reblog button, but saving the story and commenting in it, helps the story go up in the tag, appear before than other works thanks to the engagement, and also, when you save a story in a public reading list, mutuals can also see it.
Tumblr does have the possibility to reblog your work, and the engagement on here with OTHER people is also easier. Not only by comments, but by asks like this, or responding through the comments or the reblogs themselves. It's more personal and real.
It is also a site where it can ENCOURAGE the writers to keep doing it. This is a site where we can actively support someone, unlike other sites.
We write cause we want to, that is true, but even myself when i wasn't on here, and only used wattpad and AO3, it also discouraged me to not have votes or kudos, or subscriptions on the works.
This hurts more because i can see the activity of people. We can see it. And it is discouraging in a way of also wondering if our writing is bad, or if it was too much, or too little.
And like you said, tumblr has an algorithm, but that algorithm can break if people reblog. It just helps the work we put into, to be shared around because we love it, we wrote it, and we spent time with it and it's like an artist with a finished painting, putting their artwork in a gallery, and everyone just passes by.
That's how it basically feels. We always try to look past it, to say 'oh, it doesn't matter' but sadly, it does.
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charkyzombicorn · 7 months
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I was reading back through your god au posts and I saw some tags that mention Kalgura and Noland! Please, please share some details because I loved that story!
I can see Noland as one of Robin’s demigods and Kalgura as one of Zoro’s. The two just travel the world together as immortals!
Are Wiper and Cricket around too?
Okay I just got reminded of that and I forgot what plant I wanted Kalgara to be so I decided silver birch and now I'm sad--
I was originally just gonna have them be the same tragic story except now Chestnut and birch trees always grow together but I like your idea more!
Noland was visited by Robin quite a few times, he was incredibly smart and she thought he was interesting. Robin was already figuring out how to convince Noland to be a demigod under her when Noland actually called for her for the very first time, prayed she visit him.
She found him pacing around a jungle she hadn't visited in a very long while. He was incredibly frazzled and asked kept rambling about a man he'd met, before she told him to collect himself. He asked her if his daughter would be happy here. The one still back home, being raised mostly by her great aunt because Noland's work had always taken him away and he didn't expect a child until a past fling of his dropped her at his doorstep. He asked her if he would be crazy to leave his old life behind, if he would be selfish to bring his daughter with him. Robin said it would be selfish, but she was sure Noland's daughter would be beyond happy to have a father or two in her life. And Noland smiled, and thanked her.
The next time she saw Noland, he was in a cell. Robin asked him why and Noland just insisted that the island was there, that Robin had seen it, that it was gone. Then he broke because the only explanation was that it sunk into the sea, with everyone on it. Everyone he had drank and smiled and danced with. Even Kalgara. The trip killed so many, had almost taken his daughter, Noland didn't even think this punishment was unjust, he just wanted them to know that the most amazing place be ever knew existed. That Kalgara was real.
Then Robin told him. He would see Kalgara again, but only if he became a demigod. Noland accepted.
Then, Robin told Kalgara exactly what happened, that Noland was put to death by his own country and only survived by becoming her demigod. That now he was virtually immortal.
And Kalgara wouldn't leave eternity to Noland alone, so he called for Zoro and demand he fight him, and if Kalgara defeated him, he would be given the demigodhood to follow Noland. Kalgara lost. So he challenged Zoro again the second he could stand again. Over and over and over, hundreds of fights a day, for weeks and weeks. Eventually, Kalgara cut across one of Zoro's eyes, and Zoro considered it a win.
And a chestnut tree grew through that entire prison, and a silver birch tree grows with a single pitch black gladiolus.
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spark-lapis · 3 months
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Hi! Ritsu's propaganda submitter here. What would you say is the best way to get into kagepro? Your propaganda made me curious^_^
OH WOW THANK YOU !!! and for the kind tags on your reblog too!!
to be entirely honest kagepro is a bit of a Mess and I'm a pretty casual (and old) fan of it, I haven't even caught up at all since like 2017-- this post (embedded below) has a really good comprehensive explanation of the situation!
basically it started as a series of plot-linked vocaloid songs, which is what I'm most familiar with! then there's also a manga (Kagerou Daze) and anime (Mekakucity Actors) and apparently novels too???
the anime (in my opinion) is basically only supplementary to the rest of it; the real heart of the series is the songs, but I read the manga online on one of those free translation websites back in the day and I definitely enjoyed that at the time as well!!
I don't usually post with links on the tumblr app so I have no idea if tumblr is embedding everything correctly, but this is Kano's character song that i mentioned in the propaganda!! It's an absolute classic and I highly recommend it! (And, due to being a classic, there's tons and tons of interesting vocal covers and such as well!)
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most fanmade guides I've seen tend to consistently recommend starting with the songs and, if you do watch the anime, to do it dead last (otherwise it's deeply confusing because they don't really. like. explain anything that's happening. in the anime. basically it doesn't work very well as a standalone), but past that it's kind of a free for all.
as for what songs to start with, searching "kagepro" on YouTube turns up plenty of playlists to take your pick from!! after looking over a few of them I think this is probably the closest to my original experience (embedded below again since apparently Tumblr mobile is weird about in-text links) but ultimately kagepro is a bit more like a Jumble of Characters and Ideas than an actual chronological Plotline, especially since a lot of these songs are actually new and I don't even recognize them! (from what I've heard there is a chronological plot but there's lots of canon time-fuckery and rewinds and loops and routes and it's a whole mess.)
the really Classic songs that I personally recommend the most and consider the heart of the series, in my recommended order (sorted so songs with related characters are grouped together, with my personal favorite songs in bold), are:
Kagerou Days (Hibiya), Konoha's State of The World (Konoha), Children Record (basically the whole main cast), Ayano's Happiness Theory (Ayano, Kido&Kano&Seto), Toumei Answer (Shintaro&Ayano), Lost Time Memory (Shintaro), Kisaragi Attention (Momo), Otsukimi Recital (Momo&Hibiya), Imagination Forest (Mary), Shounen Brave (Seto, Mary), Yobanashi Deceive (Kano), Mekakushi Code (Kido), Yuukei Yesterday (Takane, Haruka), Headphone Actor (Takane), Outer Science (Saeru&Mary), Summertime Record (also the whole main cast; this is the good end I think)
after spending so much time thinking about this and typing it up I actually just went and put together a playlist in this order! especially because the titles differ slightly by translation and there's SO MANY covers that it's really hard to figure out what's the original version if you aren't already familiar with it. this is the playlist I picked the videos from if you are interested in more than just the classics, too!
SPEAKING OF COVERS !! this is a playlist of english covers for most of the really classic songs, and this is a half hour long english cover for a guitar medley of a lot of those same songs!! and this is by far my favorite cover ever for Outer Science, which i just. love how it sounds so much.
SORRY IF THIS IS ALREADY OVERWHELMING i just like to be really thorough if possible!!!! thank you for your interest and best of luck to your blorbo in the competition as well !!!!!! and absolutely feel free to reach out if there's any more questions or curiosities!!
TLDR is basically that I recommend checking out playlists of the songs and fanmade pvs, and/or the manga (under the name Kagerou Daze)! unlike the anime, the manga DOES seem somewhat understandable on its own, but I found it much more fun to read after already knowing about the characters from the songs!!
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darkcrowprincess · 6 months
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What are some "problematic" ships you like?
do you really want to know because I have some really problematic ships? If so I'll tell you. A lot of them have age differences. Sometimes big ones. A lot of them are with evil people. And a lot of them aren't straight. And lot of them are just plain, well taboo. This will probably be long so stop reading if you don't want to read an essay.
My problematic ships:
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Roy Mustang x Edward Elric Fullmetal Alchemist: ok really problematic straight out of the gate. Not only because of age difference but also because Roy Mustang is technically Ed's boss/superior officer in the military. Not that Ed fully listens to everything Roy says. And Roy constantly teases him about it. Roy is also snake but someone trying to change things for the better. He's also has done a lot of bad things. But so has Ed. They are both to messed up people trying to fix things they've done wrong and they are both intimately aware of that about each other. They both are incredibly brilliant and have in common the type of powers they use. You need to watch Fullmetal Alchemist 2003 to understand(not brotherhood. 2003 first) they are not canon but the canon ships bore me and lack any real romance so there you go.
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Luz Noceda x Philip Wittebane: I know I know! This one is really fucked up. So fucked up. And Lunter is my otp. Believe me I know. But I have a dark fascination for this ship. Especially considering every interaction Luz and Philip had. And how much they have in common.. Like this my go to ship for when I want angst and trauma and just to see a dumpster fire. When I want Luz angst. I love Lunter. If Lunter is my happy ending, this ship is if I want tragedy and bad endings. This my depression ship!
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Zuko x Happiness avatar the last airbender(anyone who is not Mai because she honestly sucked.) I am not a Mai fan. She is a horrible written character to me personally. And just horrible for Zuko. I mostly love any Zuko ship that has a water tribe sibling in it. But now a days that seems too toxic for people. You can look up the reasons in the anti zutara, anti zukka, anti zuko tag. But Zuko is my favorite character. Anything that gives him happiness makes me happy. Over all this mostly seems toxic because of Zukos past and family. But he had a redemption arc. One of the best. He deserves some happiness as he works hard to change things as fire lord.
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Lunter/Luz x Hunter: You understand this needs no explanation. You know the owl house Fandom.
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Dipper x Bill gravity falls: Yeah this one is really really bad. I think I have a really messed up taste for romance. Especially where age difference comes into play? Maybe I'm a masochist? Who knows. But I have a soft spot for adhd/autistic characters with older/immortal people. I have a soft spot for immortals/dangerous people protecting said autistic/adhd people.
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Bakudeku my hero academia : I have a soft spot for redeemed bullies who actually put in the work to change. One of my favorite movies was a walk to remember.
Just in general a running theme I seem to have in a lot of my problematic ships:
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age difference
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Gay
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power imbalance
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In love with the Bully
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In love with the villian
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And sometimes its just plain taboo, toxic, or just un healthy. But I love it!
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yedithwrites · 11 months
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This or That Tag Game
I was tagged by @indigowriting. Thank you so much for the tag! Find their post here.
|| HISTORICAL or FUTURISTIC ||
Historical! IDK why, but I just think historical is more interesting to write, even though the research is a lot of work. Especially if it's a subject I'm really familiar with. Futuristic is fun to read, but I don't really gravitate towards it as a writer.
|| OPENING or CLOSING CHAPTER ||
Every time I have to write an ending, I do it crying and screaming lol. Endings are so hard for me. I wrote the ending of Good Friends and then re-wrote it and then re-wrote the whole thing and then hated the ending again lol. It's so hard knowing the right place to stop, or if I tied up all the loose ends, or if I've explained too much, or if I made the right choices. I'm fighting for my life every time I write a closing chapter.
|| LIGHT+FLUFFY or DARK+GRITTY ||
I'm going to say both because I think my writing is usually somewhere in the middle. When I write horror (especially when I'm writing a novel vs a short story), I can't stop myself from inserting moments of hope or lightness. And when I write romance, I can't stop myself from putting in some heavier topics.
|| ANIMAL COMPANION or FOUND FAMILY ||
Found family 100%. I actually very rarely write animals into my stories. I guess I just never really considered it. Writing people is more fun for me. I love creating different dynamics between characters.
|| HORROR or ROMANCE ||
I am physically incapable of choosing one or the other. I write both and I mix the genres together a lot. There was this tweet from Hailey Piper recently that said horror and romance are lovers and they belong together and that's exactly how I feel lol.
|| HARD MAGIC SYSTEM or SOFT MAGIC SYSTEM ||
I don't need an explanation for a magic system and I don't like explaining it in my work. I think explaining too much can dull some of what makes the magic magical, if you know what I mean (though not always, of course). Yeah, my magic systems will have some rules, but I like writing the sort of magic that not even the protagonist really understands.
|| STANDALONE or SERIES ||
I've never once written a series lol. I have one I'm planning (a vampire trilogy) and I am way out of my comfort zone with it.
|| ONE PROJECT AT A TIME or ALWAYS JUGGLING 2+ ||
I'm always sort of working on more than one thing. Like right now, I'm revising two novels and plotting another (plus... I need to finish a novella I started on a whim). But I don't actually work on them at the same time. One will grab my attention for weeks or months and then I'll go back to another and so on and so forth.
|| ONE AWARD WINNER or ONE BESTSELLER ||
I would cry if I got an award, don't get me wrong. But for practical reasons, it's gotta be bestseller (as I am in need of more money, thank you). Plus, a bestseller would probably lead to more exposure and more opportunities.
|| FANTASY OR SCI-FI ||
I have a complicated relationship with sci-fi. I definitely have some favorite sci-fi novels, but it's typically a genre I have trouble getting into. It's not like I've never written sci-fi or plan on writing it either, but fantasy comes to me much easier.
|| CHARACTER DESCRIPTION or SETTING DESCRIPTION ||
One of my greatest sins is how little I care about describing setting. It's to the point that I'll write a first draft and then force myself to go back and fill in the setting descriptions. I'm careful about describing characters too, and I try to do it only when it makes sense, but I like it more than setting descriptions.
|| LOVE TRIANGLE IN EVERYTHING or NO ROMANTIC ARCS ||
Yeah... I love a good romance and I can't write anything long form that doesn't have one. I write love triangles sometimes, but it's more like "dating the wrong person" than a true love triangle. For Good Friends, I have a list called "casualties of Ruben and Ari's romance" and there's like five characters on it lol. When there's a real love triangle, it definitely tends to lean more poly.
|| CONSTANT SANDSTORM or RAINSTORM ||
I've lived in Oregon my whole life so I know rain really well. I wouldn't even know where to start with a sandstorm.
Gently tagging @kaiyo @thesorcerersapprentice @queenkalico and anyone else who might be interested!
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dykefever · 9 months
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ello laura i do not usually open blocked tags but i did out of curiosity n stumbled across ur post abt the apparent height disk horse that is happening rn (<-blissfully unaware). also this is the ghost of marxismlupinism btw sending as an anon cause on my main blog idk what a semus and ririus is never heard of them cunts.
anyway I wanted to say that yeah basically it's like such a non issue if people are casting r&s into gendered roles, like even if people were genderbending rs into a literal cishet couple I could not care less who gives a shit it's harry potter fanfiction.
that being said I think it's very telling abt the hp fandom that the whole like "writing s as 'feminine' and a bottom comes with him being short" (which btw... i mean I'm sure there's some fanfic like that but I can't say I've really read more than like 5 fics that fit that description? and I've unfortunately read a lot of rs fic lmao... it's literally not hard to avoid. skill issue if you can't filter the fanfic you read to not have it) is portrayed as homophobia against [cis] gay men instead of the obvious transmisogyny it is—ie setting smallness & youth as standards of femininity. that's why so many closeted trans women/trans women who can't access hrt dread growing older, that's why so much emphasis is put on age of transition in transfem spaces, and that's why even gay man spaces have concepts of "twink death", because femininity is understood to be hairless and pretty and dainty and youthful and small and all these standards that are difficult to achieve if you've been through androgenic puberty and/or if you have testes that continue to produce testosterone that continues to masculinise your body as you grow older. portraying s (or any given character ime when it comes to tme fans in fandom spaces) as feminine is seen as going hand in hand with physically feminising him—bc femininity that's not on a feminised body is obviously met with disgust, it's unattractive, it's horrifying, etc. and the obvious source of the tendency to portray feminine male characters this way is that there's only one acceptable form of camab femininity (or "acceptable", even that is very conditional). and yes it does affect cis gays like I said above w how gay men talk about eg "twink death" but that doesn't mean it's not a primarily transmisogynistic impulse to show that, for most of us, femininity is a hopeless cause, it's not allowed, we'll never pass or be beautiful or whatever.
and ftr I'm just complaining, I definitely don't think the solution is to produce More Harry Potter Fanfictions where s is like, tall and hairy and feminine or whatever, knowing the hp fandom I'm sure they'll also turn that into transmisogynistic caricatures too. the only real solution would be for all these ppl to stop reading hp fanfic and start reading transfeminist theory but if ur a harry potter fan in 2023 you're obviously never gonna do that. so. yeah just complaining for the sake of complaining lol not expecting transfeminism to catch on among harry potter fans of all people anytime soon
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hi (redacted)!! actually made sure to tag that post so u and all my other normal followers could avoid it but i respect the curiosity x im sure you've probably seen the height discourse many times over in your time in the fandom and it's the same absolute bullshit every time. i appreciate your additions to this post as a transwoman because i obviously don't have that perspective and you've kind of deepened my understanding of the issues around it n how transmisogyny comes into play here!!
in my prev posts i was kind of addressing, albeit likely not clearly, how people often say they dislike 'short s' as a kind of shorthand for saying they dislike 'fem s', which is really saying (as people dig themselves deeper in their explanations) that they don't like certain aspects of 'femininity' in a man and then spin it to say that it's because they're writing a heteronormative relationship onto a gay couple. i appreciate what you're saying here as well of the issues of the only way to write s as feminine is like small, dainty, hairless etc. and how that is an issue of transmisogyny rather than like homophobia. (correct me if i've misunderstood tho!!)
at the end of the day it definitely like, doesn't matter how people are writing hp characters like no great and impressive change is happening and the fandom is full of too many transphobes for that to be the case. i just don't understand why people are so pressed by these certain characterisations they appear to dislike so bad when i genuinely barely come across these s characterisations they apparently can't escape. like i don't see anything i don't want to because i just unfollow and block people ....it is not that hard like...
anyway thank u for ur contributions ghost of marxismlupinism, i appreciate it xx godspeed xx
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decadentworld · 10 months
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tag game: stranger things addition 👻
Thank you @harringrove-heroes for tagging me.
1.ride or die ship (your otp): To be honest Harringrove and Steddie are a tie here but… see text below
2.most annoying ship: I don’t know if I find it annoying per se, but I’ve started to become annoyed by Steddie if it’s written in a specific way.
3.second favourite ship: Stonathan😁
4.favourite platonic relationship: Um… idk if this will sound controversial but I love to think of Hellcheer as a more platonic friendship😁 And also Billy & Heather!
5.underrated ship: Stonathan😁
6.overrated ship: … Steddie again (CEO of hating on my own faves)
7.one thing i would change in canon: K*ren gets treated like the groomer she is and not a cougar MILF uwu feminist icon💁‍♀️
8.something canon did right: Um. None lol
9.a thing i'm proud of creating for the fandom PLEASE BRAG ABOUT YOURSELF I WANT TO SEE/READ YOUR ART: This Kas Eddie artwork and this Lucas artwork ft. Patrick😁
10.a character who is perfect to me (wouldn't change a thing): Actually🤓☝️ no character in Stranger Things is perfect and that’s what makes all of them interesting. I can admit that even the ones I hate the most can have interesting plots as much as I might hate to say it, because a lot of the things that don’t make sense about a character are a direct fault of the writers and maybe even the higher-ups in N*tflix, given that they’re usually extremely out of touch with reality and can oversee or think that something that’s fucked up in real life (like thinking grooming a teenager is fine and/or sexy) is normal/logical or that people are going to think it’s normal as well; hell, if they hadn’t gone down that path with Karen she would’ve been one of my favorite characters but as it stands I can only say that I like my faves because they can have complex, imperfect stories, and as for other characters, I can handpick little things here and there that interest me even if I hate those characters.
Just kidding it’s Patrick Lucas and Chrissy
11.the character i relate to the most and why: No one really lmao. Maybe Jonathan because socially awkward besties🤝
12.character i hate the most and why: Karen and Neil, no explanation needed.
13.something i've learned from the fandom: Many of the people in the fandom have really selective ‘critical’ thinking or none at all. As in, will say an abused 18-year-old who sacrifices himself for others in the end is somehow worse than a pedophile or a child abuser/womanbeater or someone who tortures kids. I wasn’t on Tumblr for this but apparently people were hating on Will when he was possessed? So… yeah.
14.three tags i seek out on ao3: Umm… Billy Hargrove & Maxine “Max” Mayfield, Billy Hargrove Needs A Hug😔 I don’t remember any more (<-liar)
15.a song i strongly associate with my otp/favourite character: Soldier’s prayer – Timo Tolkki for Billy. Emerald Sword – Rhapsody of Fire for Eddie. On niin helppoo olla onnellinen – Olavi Uusivirta for Jonathan. Also Glory Days – Stratovarius for Lucas but it must be because I put it as background music for a process reel of an artwork of him I made😁
Tagging: (no pressure tags) @hellfirefucker , @orchidmunson , @boldlyshadowytrash , @c-nstellati-ns , @raincloudxyx , @killthepurplemusic , @lilacdesired and anyone else who wants to do this…!
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skalidra · 2 years
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I’m a big fan and hoping to trouble you for advice. If writing complex or dysfunctional families, do you ever have readers who get *too* invested? As in, pushing for character bashing and a protagonist to just burn bridges? I’m glad I got an emotional response and ppl resonate with the conflict, but I’m trying for shades of grey here. It’s uncomfortable and I feel like I’ve misrepresented or poorly conveyed the story, and folks who are so avidly invested will be disappointed :(
Yes. Yes oh my god.
So, this is slightly different but this issue is actually the reason that I stopped writing the Jason in Arkham series, and eventually shut down comments on it entirely a few weeks ago.
For those unaware, JiA featured Jason having, as the name implies, a real bad time in Arkham, and no one noticing for too long (for a variety of reasons) so you had a highly traumatized Jason when he did get rescued. (And I was going to go into the recovery, and etc, but...)
People hated Dick in that story. Hated him, and screamed at him in the comments, and were vindictively gleeful about his pain when he realized that he'd messed up, and so on. No one seemed to care why he made the mistakes he did, or about how things looked from any perspective except Jason's, or the explanations of how he (and anyone else, but they didn't get the same vitriol) could have let something so awful happen.
Being the writer, I knew all those explanations, and it felt like every time someone came in looking to crucify Dick, I had to gather up all those reasons and go defend him. It was exhausting. It sucked. Every time I saw an email about a comment on those stories I hoped it wouldn't be yet-another person raging at him. It killed all enjoyment and interest I had in writing that series.
So I shut it down. It's the one thing that I've decided, even though it's not 'done,' that I'll never go back to. And a few weeks ago, after yet-another 'but why did you stop???' comment from yet-another person incapable of reading the numerous answers I'd already given in response to other comments, I finally turned off the comments on those stories entirely. I'll never have to talk about, think about, or engage with that series again, and honestly I'm relieved as fuck about that. I wish I'd done it years ago.
So, ask yourself a few things. (Little bit of guesswork here, because I can only infer what your story is about.)
First, are you enjoying writing the story? (If no, stop. It is not worth it if you're not having fun. Period.)
Is it something you could maybe fix with added tags? A blatant 'Reconciliation' or 'Unhealthy Choices' or something, if that's the way you plan for it to go, or some opposite tags, if not? (At that point, it's their fault for not reading what they were getting into. Rest easy.)
Do the characters' behaviors make sense to you? (It's most important that the story works for you. Everyone has different interpretations and reactions to shades-of-grey situations like that. Sometimes people make shitty choices or fall back into situations that are clearly unhealthy for them from an outside perspective, for a variety of reasons. Sometimes there is no clear 'moral' one in a situation. Sometimes there's no clear cut answer at all. None of these things are unrealistic, even if they may not be what readers 'want' in their specific emotional catharsis.)
If you want to be absolutely sure people understand what kind of story they're reading, you can put it in an author's note, too. People tend to be blind, but at that point they've been warned so like, oh well.
I am personally of the opinion that stories should be for the writer, and everyone else should come in secondary. So, I wouldn't worry about disappointing people, as long as you feel like you've made it relatively clear what kind of story it is. (Fuck people who don't understand. You know, kindly.)
If you still feel like people don't understand, or you're worried that you haven't gotten the balance quite right, maybe read back through what you've posted so far. Take a look from the other side and see if you can figure out where people are getting that intense investment in the outcome from. Maybe there's something small you can edit or add here or there that might help guide people towards that middle ground. Hints of equally messed up behavior on the part of the protagonist, or sweeter/kind scenes to balance out the unhealthy bits of the relationship, or something. Getting that balance can be tricky, definitely.
(I know this is a super uncomfortable thought, but you can also ask people to stop. A 'Hey I know you're invested but this type of comment makes me uncomfortable, please tone it down' could work wonders, even if it can be hard to be confrontational like that. Stating your desires, on your work, is something you are fully within your rights to do.)
At the end of the day, it's your story. What you do with it and how you choose to advertise it are your choice. If people don't like the way it went, they've got a great back button they can use.
(Good luck, Anon. I hope any of that rambling helped. If you want to ask anything else, feel free.)
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nny11writes · 1 year
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I posted 3,512 times in 2022
146 posts created (4%)
3,366 posts reblogged (96%)
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I tagged 534 of my posts in 2022
#spop - 103 posts
#she ra - 103 posts
#catra - 78 posts
#entrapta - 45 posts
#glimmer - 37 posts
#adora - 22 posts
#glitra - 21 posts
#scorpia - 20 posts
#thanks for playing! - 17 posts
#long post - 17 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#but usually it's people laughing off ''oh i could burn water!'' and it really is just technique (or misusing equipment but i'm lumping here)
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
catra: man i cant stand it everyone in the rebellion is such a goody two shoes and theyre all going to hate me--
glimmer: ENTRAPTA WHY DID YOU PUT DISH LIQUID IN THE TOILET AND BLEACH IN THE WASHING MACHINE there are BUBBLES EVERYWHERE and the KITTIES on my glitter pink socks have been FUCKING MURDERED
entrapta: whoops! i'm sorry! i read the chemical components on the bottles and decided to use them on the proportionately more contaminated items. do you know that a person's clothing is ten times filthier than a toilet? i dont know why this isn't common knowledge. but judging from the state of the dishes you washed this morning you probably shouldn't lecture me on cleaning things--
glimmer: *war cry*
catra: nevermind i think i'll like it here
Catra will ALWAYS stick around for two things:
Mischievous chaos, Chaos, CHAOS!
Fucking around with Glimmer
Glimmer would totally cut a bitch over her socks getting bleached, and maybe Catra for laughing so hard about it.
Entrapta knew better, she just chose not to do better! :)
73 notes - Posted May 3, 2022
#4
How did my Hordak & Catra begrudgingly become friends fic accidentally include such “It’s All Fun and Games Until” vibes?
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“Okay,” Glimmer glared at them both, alternating between the cells before huffing and starting over. “Let me get this straight. I leave for one week and you two attempted to murder one another in a public meeting over water usage rights!? Do I have that correct? The Prince Regent of Brightmoon was attacked by the Prince Consort of Dryl, and responded by attempted murder? Am I MISSING something here?”
Catra had never once really felt solidarity with Hordak, but even with a wall between them she felt it now.
“Yes,” she said, “you’re missing the part where your guards didn’t do their job to prevent or stop this from happening. Also I don’t think prince consort of dryl is a real title.”
“It is not.” Hordak piped up. “I am Entrapta’s lab partner. Additionally the Prince Regent did not try to murder me. We simply had an aggressive difference of opinion, and expressed it in a manner appropriate to our…culture?”
First of all, what a jerk. Catra scowled at her temporary title being bandied about like this. She could not even give him points for his attempt to explain the situation, because it was such a rusted explanation!
Glimmer growled, hands scrubbing at her face before she clapped her hands together. Her smile was only a little unhinged as she said, “Okay, so the Prince Regent of Brightmoon was attacked by Entrapta’s Lab Partner in a meeting about water usage rights, and my acting head of state responded by violence which you reciprocated. Is that better? Is that what you want to hear? Is this what happened???”
Catra glanced at the stone wall as if she could see Hordak’s reaction.
“STOP TRYING TO SILENTLY COMMUNICATE WITH EACH OTHER AND ANSWER ME!”
“Yes.” Hordak answered.
75 notes - Posted May 21, 2022
#3
Silly Headcanons: Super Pal Trio vs. Best Friend Squad, Airplane Travel
I don’t know where I’m gonna use this if ever in a fic so here you go. 
Under a cut because it is hilariously long.
SPT is always running late to their flight. They choose early morning or late night flights to reduce the amount of people they have to deal with, and it’s the only reason they still make it to their plane before it leaves. Just, without fail, they will always run up right as they do the “last call for boarding parties A-D for flight 12345”.
This is in part because one of them always gets stopped for a “random” check at security. Usually it’s Entrapta because she forgot she has something metallic on her person, but Scorpia often gets stopped because when she’s tired and in go mode her resting bitch face is impressive and intimidating. Combine that with her size and stinger and someone wants to stop her for a quick double check. Catra also gets checked but less frequently, usually because she is “acting suspicious” (aka slinking around and looking around a lot because god fuck she hates the whole flying process from start to finish) or because half asleep she said something snarky that can be taken horribly.
Side note: Yes, I think Scorpia’s actual resting face is bitch face. But she knows that being a scorpioni means she has to be smiling to look non-threatening. She’s a genuinely nice person so she likes to smile too, but it is also performative so other people aren’t scared of her.
Even when they are running late, Entrapta somehow manages to buy them snacks and drinks for the flight after security. (Okay look, she grabs and drops more money than her purchases are worth, with her hair doing the heavy lifting and running, shush.)
SPT prefers to sit in a 3 seat row to get the max comfs for them all. They are very clingy once on the plane so it’s really the best for everyone. If they have to do a 2-1 set up Catra will be in the single seat and Entrapta gets squished against the window while Scorpia gets aisle. If they end up in a 2-5-2 seat row situation Entrapta will be squished against the window while Catra gets aisle on the two seats. Scorpia gets the aisle on the 5 across from them because she deals the best with strangers and can become friends with whoever she’s seated with (the number of friends she legitimately keeps in contact with after meeting on a plane is 100% of them).
Let’s focus on the 3 seat row ideal.
Scorpia will take one aisle seat because she needs the extra room to not feel like her legs are going to snap in two. She always has the arm rest(s) up if she can because she doesn’t quite fit in the seat and it can be painful otherwise. Scorpia has to slump in her seat to not hit her head, so the aisle lets her do that without crunching into a tiny miserable ball. She likes to read or knit while they are flying but always has Entrapta operate her light and personal air. They are just so tiny and delicate and fiddly that she could break them. Scorpia happily eats ALL of the SPT’s free snacks (with few exceptions that Entrapta can stand in which case Scorpia will eat Catra’s free snacks because she is extra finicky while flying). One (1) time the trio got an upgrade to business class and Scorpia straight up cried because it was so much nicer of an experience. The flight attendants (with permission granted) got a lot of great hugs on that flight.
Catra takes the other aisle seat because she feels claustrophobic otherwise. She needs to trick her brain into thinking there’s an escape route in case she needs to run. Yes, she is aware that she will be in a metal tube thousands of feet in the sky so “escape” and “run” are limited. Her brain Does Not Care about that, she just needs to not feel blocked in. She will lift the inner arm seat so Entrapta can sit in all sorts of weird configurations. Their deal is that Entrapta will use her hair as a buffer between them because while stressed out about the whole being in a metal tube thousands of feet in the air where she cannot escape and they could all die thing Catra doesn’t wanna be touched. She will eat only when semi-forced to on long flights (anything 3+ hours) but it needs to be particular food stuffs or else she will end up using a barf bag or in the plane toilet. God she hates the plan toilets.
Side note: hilariously Catra does worse on take off than landing, because when she was really little she learned about the way planes can sometimes crash while trying to take off because of wind tomfuckery the night before she got on her first plane. Landing she doesn’t really mind, plus it means she is getting off the plane thank the stars!
Entrapta needs the middle seat; she wants to feel a little crunched or crushed in. Planes feel weirdly exposed to her on an aisle seat so hiding between two people she trusts is *chef’s kiss*. Entrapta will always kick off her shoes to put her feet on the cushion with her and often sits sideways in her seat to talk with Scorpia or tunelessly hum while patting Catra with her hair. Her favorite part of flying is reading the sky mall magazine and tearing the rich person bullshit technology apart viciously and with no remorse. She spends most of the flight consuming the snacks she bought while curling into the tightest ball possible. If she needs to get out to use the restroom she can use her hair to easily haul herself over Catra.
Side note: Look, she may be a whizz at getting things connected SAFELY online and UNTRACEABLY when possible, but Entrapta is also the kind of person who will shoot her printer if it beeps at her funny. There is nothing connected online in her personal spaces except for her phone.
SPT is usually one of the last groups off the plane because 1: they do not want to touch another person while trying to leave thank you and 2: Catra is a little frozen in her seat afterwards so while Scorpia is stretching and popping to get her body in roughly the right shape again, Entrapta is convincing Catra to get up.
Once off the plane, they get their luggage and will then go eat. If the terminal has vending machine food (like real food not snacks) it’s what they prefer to get. Otherwise they’ll hit the cheapest food in the terminal before leaving. At this point Catra will be forced to eat whether she wants to or not. Hangry Catra is no one’s friend.
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The BFS is always painfully early for their flights. This is due mostly to Adora needing them to be early because being early is being on time, so you have to be early to being early, but it’s also for a flight and you never know how long security will take so you need to be early to being early to be early (which is on time). It’s also due to Glimmer taking forever because she always remembers something she forgot to pack at the last second, so they plan in time for that too. 
2 hours early crowd, can I get a woot woot?
They prefer early morning flights (okay Adora prefers them) because they are usually on schedule compared to later flights. But Glimmer is Not a Morning Person so when they can go as early as Adora wants someone basically ends up on “Carry Glimmer Duty”. She doesn’t mean to fall asleep but she does.
Side note: the number of video’s Adora and Bow have of Glimmer snoring away only to wake up because they are giggle and grumble, “Shut the fuck up.” before snoring away again within seconds is Far Too Many. It is tradition to take at least one video of this for early flights and post online. Glimmer is aware of this and approves because she would live stream it if their positions were reversed.
Because of how early they get there, the BFS always gets a light meal and a drink before boarding. Usually they get a pastry and coffee/tea, but if it’s midday they are happy to stop for a small salad or sandwich somewhere. Bow forces them all to drink at least one full glass of pure water at this time and then they all troop off the bathroom to avoid using the one on the plane.
If there is enough time after that they might go find an amenity. If they have access to a VIP area they’ll go there for their light meal and relax, or they’ll use massage chairs, peruse the shops, get a haircut, etc. (Bow likes having a fresh looking cut at all times, he goes to his barber once every 1-2 weeks to keep it looking good, but he will break and use an airport shop if needed. Adora tried one time and was so itchy from the hair afterwards that she vowed to never do it again. Glimmer thinks they are crazy she is not letting anyone but her stylist at her salon touch her hair.)
They usually fly business class or extended economy because of how tall Adora is and frankly how spoiled Glimmer is so they are pretty early in the boarding process. They don’t really care what the configuration is, because all three want the window seat. BFS has a rotating schedule for who gets it, so they can make any combo work since leg room isn’t an issue.
Adora is actually super relaxed once they are boarded because she no longer has any control over the situation. She always passes out instantly once in the air and is grateful to her friends for waking her up for her favorite part of flying, the free snacks and airline coffee. She loves airline coffee, and hotel coffee (the kind you make in your room). It isn’t usually great coffee but it tastes like traveling and vacations and she loves it. Once consumed she passes back out. 
Side note: Adora used to fly a lot as a kid to visit family back in Russia so she is very used to long flight and finds airplane sounds soothing. In fact, she has a noise maker app specifically to mimic the sounds of air travel and likes to sleep in pretty cold conditions too. Her dad always complained about the cold on the plane, and her mom (although also a little chilled because she grew up in Texas) will claim she is perfectly comfortable. Maybe it’s the Russian genes, Randor. Maybe we are strong and awesome and you are sad and not? Adora still takes a bit too much pride in being part of the Shorts All Year ‘Round Gang.
Bow is the most nervous of them when flying, but he’s still pretty average for it. He’s not a fan of landings and turbulence can make him go silent as he begins to nervously eat away his anxiety. His ears are sensitive to pressure changes so he chews a lot of gum on take off and landing, and has the special flight ear plugs to help out. He likes looking through sky mall to get ideas for better inventions or ideas to look into (he is more sleek apple tech kinda dude, they have a lot of smart technology around the house) and talking with Glimmer. Which is necessary because Adora’s sleepy sounds are just so cute and soothing that he will fall asleep otherwise. Bow always orders a glass of water while flying because of dehydration concerns and shares his snacks with Adora. He gets chilled easily and usually wraps himself up in his travel blanket and neck pillow for comfort.
Glimmer is B.O.R.E.D. by flying after traveling so much with her mom and dad. She prefers to spend the trip watching a movie or show in flight with headphones, but Bow usually wants to talk so she does that instead. She has a specific air travel outfit she wears for maximum comfiness, but doesn’t need anything specific. She will always get a mini when flying to put in her coffee or soda, yes Bow she knows it’s not good because of dehydration and pressurization or whatever but by god she wants it and she will have it no matter the time of day or night! Glimmer’s favorite part about flying is snuggling her friends, which only wins over kicking Adora awake for snacks by a hair. She doesn’t really like all the noises and sounds, she finds it difficult to concentrate on what Bow is saying over it, but Bow often brings something for her to fidget with which can help a little bit.
When they get off the plane if they are hungry they’ll stop for food, otherwise Adora will dart into a store to buy a snack because she is always hungry. Once off the plane the BFS just wants OUT of the terminal. They’ll collect their bags and get the hell outta dodge.
84 notes - Posted May 19, 2022
#2
Entrapta is the kind of character where she asks you if she can dismantle your central heating system and also your car, and obviously you don't want her to do that, but her eyes are really wide and somehow they are sparkling. you can hear the sparkle. everyone around her either has heart eyes, is cheering her on, or is completely exasperated. you let her get on with it because you dont want to mess with a force of nature. she makes the giddiest loudest happy noise. your energy bill is $3000 for that month and you haven't been able to get the fuel to power your car's new jet engine. you still think you made the right decision
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I feel like when Entrapta leaves you either suddenly have no gas/electric bills and actually have a prototype of some hard to find obscure super tech and now you know you can't move to any other place because, I mean, c'mon. OR it's so much more efficient, just ignore the sound and smell you will get used to it, and you can laugh at everyone else's wimpy heating until your bill arrives and you do a little cry before laughing again.
But yeah, good luck with the fuel for the car. You could probably get some from Entrapta if you just ask, but be careful with all the new buttons and switches because the mad scientist is the only one who knows what they do but she may have forgotten by now.
101 notes - Posted November 18, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Bow: What’s worse than heartbreak? Adora: Realizing that a dragon can’t blow out its own birthday candles. Bow, tearing up: ...Dude...
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Haiii I’m looking for new book series to add to my list and wondered if you can tell me anything about the raven cycle and shatter me series❤️❤️
I'm going to do a promo post for shatter me first then I'll reblog this ask and tell you about the raven cycle. I'll tag you in the reblog about the raven cycle
So shatter me is one of those series where the first book isnt very good but the rest of the series is great. I'd recommend googling a summary of the first book so you know the important events and then starting from the novella in Warner's perspective, then going from there. I recommend reading Warner's novella because hes going to be appearing a lot and it will probably be easier for you to understand him if you see things from his perspective, since there are things that he did in the first book that makes Juliette skeptical of him for a bit that is only explained in the third book. And it's easier to root for him and for him and Juliette together if you get the explanations as soon as possible. So here are some selling points about the series:
Juliette's perspective has a really pretty writing style. I'll include a pretty quote from her POV
"Then I feel his lips against my shoulder, soft and scorching and tender, so gentle I could almost believe it’s the kiss of a breeze and not a boy. Again. This time on my collarbone and it’s like I’m dreaming, reliving the caress of a forgotten memory and it’s like an ache looking to be soothed, it’s a steaming pan thrown in ice water, it’s a flushed cheek pressed to a cool pillow on a hot hot hot night"
Kenji is really funny and also brave, a great friend. And just generally an icon. Also, unlike the stereotype of the comic relief character, he is often the voice of reason on an emotional intelligence level when the other characters refuse to use their fucking brains, as characters sometimes do. I'll include a funny quote from him, as well as a quote where hes the voice of reason
“I am not moody—” “Yeah, bro.” Kenji puts his utensils down. “You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked—”
“No one,” he says, “is joking.” Kenji picks up one of the bricks stacked against the wall. “And the world isn’t going to stop waging war against itself just because you broke up with your boyfriend.”
So Juliette is a bit whiny at first but she started developing away from that around 100 pages into unravel me. And considering the trauma shes been through, the whininess is understandable. But overall, shes one of those characters that kind of has a soft personality but is also pretty badass, even if it doesnt show at first in unravel me. Shes also really loving and she sees the world in a way that's insightful and nice to read about. She also has a lot of belief in other people, which is rare in dystopian protagonists. It's a bit hard to find specific quotes that show this stuff about her. They're kind of more like personality traits that interweave into almost every aspect or her character, rather than things that are always part of her character but especially obvious at certain moments
I know adam is pretty important for the first half of the series but I have no real selling points on him. He starts out whiny, irritating and boring and he kind of stays that way. My only consolation is that in Ignite Me and forward, you start having to put up with him less and less. He does have a really cute relationship with his little brother james tho. I guess that's a selling point
Nazeera, love of my life. Shes really badass and kind of bitchy but in a funny, speaking facts way. Shes a great strategist, really smart and she also has a keen sense of justice and knows how to pull people into shape when they're being dumb. But shes also pretty emotionally intelligent and despite being a bit bitchy, shes pretty good at empathizing with others. She also has amazing fashion sense. I'll include some quotes that show these traits
She smiles at him, but there’s no warmth in it. Only a warning. “Men,” she says, “are always so baffled by women’s clothing. So many opinions about a body that does not belong to them. Cover up, don’t cover up”—she waves a hand—“no one can seem to decide.”
"My mouth drops open a little. It’s the way she says it—like it’s no big deal, like she’s just said something perfectly normal, like anyone could read Tolstoy in five different languages and polish off the books in an afternoon" (this quote is Juliette talking about Nazeera)
We’re all kind of messed up, that’s true, but Warner’s not a bad person. He’s just trying to find a way to survive this insanity, just like the rest of us.”
"So yes, I’m sure you remember a very different person. But I don’t think she became someone she wasn’t. My guess is she finally gathered the strength to remember who she’d always been. And if you don’t get that, I’m glad things didn’t work out between the two of you"
Warner, the other love of my life. So hes pretty morally grey and practical. He seems cold but he actually feels things very deeply. His principles are a bit weirdly defined but they're still pretty strong. Also he's really shady and sort of extra in a weird way and it can be really funny. Hes also really blunt and hes pretty big on routine and things being done properly, which are all reasons one of my friends suspects that hes neurodivergent. It's not a theory I had when first reading the books but I can definitely see it. I'll put down a quote that shows his shadiness:
"For a moment, I’m rendered speechless. I’d never thought of Kent as capable of complex thought"
Now, the first of the dynamic selling points. Kenji and Warner have a really cool friendship, even if Warner refuses to admit to themselves that they're friends. They have pretty different personalities and they compliment each other a lot. Here are two snippet of their dynamic:
“This is my fault,” he says, waving a hand around the room. He doesn’t even look at me.
“I mean, I already know it’s your fault,” I say quickly, “but, like, just to be clear—what are we talking about?” “This,” he says. Finally, he looks at me. “This situation.” I wait. “It’s my fault,” he says, pausing dramatically, “for thinking I could depend on you.” I make an effort not to roll my eyes. (Warner is the one talking in the beginning of the snippet)
“Your thoughts are very loud,” Warner says, still staring out the window.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” I say, feigning shock. “I’d turn the volume down, but I’d have to die in order for my brain to stop working.”
“A problem easily rectified,” he mutters. “I heard that.” “I meant for you to hear that.”
Kenji and Nazeera make a great team and really compliment each other as a couple. Also for a good portion of the series they act like absolute idiots around each other and it's really cute and funny. Heres some snippets of them:
"Do you have any idea—” I hear her sharp, angry huff. “Will you at least look at me when I’m talking to you?”
“Can’t.” “What?” She sounds startled. “What do you mean you can’t?”
“Can’t look at you.” She hesitates. “Why not?” “Too pretty.”
(Juliette is the first person talking) “That’s not why I’m mad. I’m mad because you have a million things to do and you’re acting like an idiot in front of a girl who is obviously not interested in you.”
Kenji steps back, looking injured. “Why are you trying to hurt me, J? Where’s your vote of confidence? Where’s the love and support I require at this difficult hour? I need you to be my wingwoman.”
“You do know that I can hear you, right?” Nazeera tilts her head to one side, her arms crossed loosely against her chest. “I’m standing right here.”
And one of my favorite couples of all-time, Juliette and Warner. They go through so much together and always find their way back to each other. Warner helps her to unlock her potential a lot and Juliette makes him into a better person. They kind of a dynamic going on where hes unimpressed with almost everyone but her and shes one of the few people who believes in him. Hes also absolutely whipped. Like super whipped. Here are some snippets of them:
“I love you,” she says. The words do something to me every time I hear them. They change me. Build something new inside of me"
"It’s the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world. The kind that takes forever and no time at all. His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, “I think,” he says, “my heart is going to explode,” and I wish, more than ever, that I knew how to capture moments like these and revisit them forever. Because this. This is everything"
"To the world, she is formidable. To me? She is the world"
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A good headcanon for the people who are in the Sails in the Fog fandom and the Distant Shore fandom.
The Sails in the Fog!MC is the DS!MC's distant ancestor, she is the pirate Queen and y'all can fight me.
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A not-so-quick how-to for Ao3 work skins
Ao3 has some pretty powerful customization tools at your disposal - if you know how to use them. Did you know this entire time you could change your text colors, size, background colors, outlines, underlines, overlines, and even fonts of your works? It's fairly easy to do - you only need a little knowledge about markup languages to get started. The way this is done is through classes and the clever application of some simple CSS. Though I've written this guide around using my Obey Me coloring and work skin, the principles are applicable across anything you may want to do with your Ao3 styling.
I've done all the heavy lifting this time around, and have actually created a very, very simple skin that you may want for the purposes of your Obey Me fic including:
Unique colors for each character (sticking to WCAG 1:3 minimum contrast ratio for accessibility)
Heading font and size styling (separate from character colors)
Styled 'pullquotes' for written letters/passages/quotes (at 75% size)
Make sure to keep checking back for updates - I'll put word out here on my tumblr whenever I update, but I've also created a codepen (work skin CSS found in the CSS tab) with the latest version of the skin that you can use to play around in.
Just a heads up before you start: there is a bit of a learning curve, but I have tried to make the explanation as simple as possible, and hopefully provide enough tools and knowledge that you can run with what I've given you and start creating your own styles.
1. Markup: The Basics
I'm sorry - no matter how simple I try to make this work skin, you're going to need at least a little understanding of what markup languages are and how they work. But don't fret: I've had a few years experience now teaching this to absolute beginners so hopefully by the end of this tutorial you'll be feeling like a real Hackerman.
So what is Markup? A tl;dr
Markup is a set of instructions used to tell a program (in this case your internet browser) how something should behave. HTML stands for Hypertext Markup Language and is likely the markup language you'll encounter most often. Ordinary text like you would type in a word document is meaningless to a computer browser - it doesn't know how to read. You need to talk to it in a language it understands so that it can translate your wonderful words into something that appears in your browser. This is done through the use of 'elements'.
Like how you know "words captured in these quotation marks" are quotes (or text written in parentheses is related to but non-essential to the main body), elements are essentially markers that indicate how a thing should be read. In HTML, these elements are denoted through angular brackets <> containing the necessary info that your browser understands. These often consist of an opening tag <[element type]>with content within, followed by a closing tag</[element type> denoted through the use of the "/" slash. Every element that has been opened must always be closed. Common tags include:
<p></p> for paragraphs
<em></em> for emphasis (typically displayed as italic)
<strong></strong> for strong (typically displayed as bold)
<h1></h1> for your highest headline (and subsequent-level headings use 2-6)
<div></div> for generic sections or blocks
<span></span> for specific selections of text.
<a></a> for anchors (links)
<img> containing images <- this one doesn't have closing tags because it's special
and more!
Everything you see on the internet rests within tags like these. You don't see them because they're only for your browser's eyes. Even your fics are formatted with this - though Ao3 does it automatically. You can freely switch between Markup (HTML) and Rich Text Formatting up in the top right corner.
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Attributes
Attributes are additional information you can add to an element. Some attributes are essential, like a href (hyperlink reference) for anchor elements. Some are additional information used to differentiate between different identical elements like a class or id. It's this latter, non-essential attribute we're going to be utilizing for our work skins.
Once you have your fic in Ao3, make sure to switch over to the html editor. From there, you are going to find the element that you want to change the look of, and we're going to add a class.
We do this by finding the open tag of an element. That will probably be a <p>. Inside those angular brackets, after the name of the element, we are going to type class=""
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What we've done there is create a field for the class, but we haven't actually given the element a class yet.
It's always a good idea to name classes that describe the content, not what you want it to look like. You could change your mind down the line, but then you're stuck with a class called red that's really changing the color to blue. So rather than calling a class "gold", you might instead give it the name "Mammon" as it indicates when Mammon is speaking. This is known as Semantic markup.
Here's a few things you need to know about classes:
Class names cannot contain spaces. We use spaces to delineate new classes in the same element (like commas to separate tags on tumblr).
You can use as many classes as you want, as many times as you want.
They are case-sensitive.
You can add classes to all most html elements. That means that you don't have to just make entire paragraphs a particular style.
I have already specified several classes in my existing work skin. These are [Luci Mammon Levi Satan Asmo Beel Belphie Dia Barb Luke Sol Sim Heading pullQuote] - remember that these are case-sensitive. Feel free to use any one of these, or use your own! Put your chosen class name between those quotation marks I had you make earlier like so!
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These don't actually do anything just yet. For that, we need to now head on over into our work skin.
2. Introducing the work skin: CSS
Now that we hopefully have our heads wrapped around the basics of elements and classes, we can start using that to make things look interesting. CSS stands for Cascading Style Sheet. HTML gives the browser structure, CSS gives the browser style.
But first, we have to create a new work skin.
Go to your Ao3 Dashboard and up in the top left underneath "Profile" and "Preferences" you should see an option for Skins. It'll land land you in "site skins" by default, so make sure to click on My Work Skins. From here you can click on Create Work Skin in the top right corner.
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In the "About" section, make sure Work Skin is selected, and give your new skin a title!
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Feel free to also include a description for your own sake. Now. Onto the fun part!
Below the "About" section, you should see a box labelled CSS. In that box, feel free to copy+paste the styles below into that box:
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed;}
#workskin .Mammon { color: #e5a71c;}
#workskin .Levi { color: #e26600;}
#workskin .Satan { color: #00c117;}
#workskin .Asmo { color: #ff00bd;}
#workskin .Beel { color: #e80b00;}
#workskin .Belphie { color: #4f08b5;}
#workskin .Luke { color: #00c0ed;}
#workskin .Dia { color: #9b0000;}
#workskin .Barb { color: #007215;}
#workskin .Sim { color: #c1ac44;}
#workskin .Sol { color: #757575;}
#workskin .Heading { font-size: 1.25em;}
#workskin .pullQuote { text-align: center; font-size: 0.75em; display: block;}
This can also be found in the CSS section in this codepen. (disclaimer: tumblr may or may not mess with the line spacing when you copy things over. After you've copied, save your work skin and then reopen it in "edit" - Ao3 will automatically format your work so that it's nice and clean).
So what's actually happening here?
Let's read from left-to-right, top-to-bottom - because that's precisely what CSS does. Feel free to skip this part if you're not interested in creating your own styles and you're happy to just copy and paste existing work skins :)
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed; }
This first part here is what is called a "selector". Here, we're specifying what exactly we want to target in order to change its looks. Every character, including the spaces, symbols, and capitals matter.
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed; }
#workskin is specifying a unique ID within the HTML - one that encapsulates everything that you want to apply the work skin to - so basically your entire work. This is absolutely necessary in order for the work skin to actually function. We didn't create this ID in our HTML because Ao3 (will) create it for us automatically down the line.
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed; }
Following the work skin id, we have a space, a period, and then - hey! That's a class name! The space between the ID selector and the next part indicates we're looking for things inside this particular ID. Periods are used to indicate classes. When targeting a class, you use the period, followed by the class name. So if you're targeting your Levi class, you would write #workskin .Levi . If you were targeting a class that you created in your html, you would write #workskin .[classname] (removing the square brackets, of course).
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed; }
Now it's time for the fun stuff - the rules. Once we've targeted what we want to style with our selector, we use curly brackets to contain all the "rules" that we're using to make the browser appear a certain way.
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed; }
We start with our property - or what we want to change. In this case it's the text colour, denoted through 'color'. Yes. It's American spelling. I have no control over this. Find a simple list of css properties here! There's loads, but the ones that are probably of most use to you at this point are color, font-size, font-weight, text-align, text-decoration, and display. Make sure to put a colon after the property - that links us into the next step.
#workskin .Luci { color: #0071ed; }
Finally, we have our value - or what we're asking the property to do. In this case, we're changing the color, so the value is a hex color value. Color can also be denoted through rgb [written as rgb(0,0,0)]. Different properties will have different values. For example, text-align can have a value of left, right, or center (note the Americanized spelling again). If you click on the property in this list, it will tell you what values you can use!
You can have as many rules as you want in your selectors, as long as you end each of them with a semicolon. I cannot stress the semicolon enough. If your CSS isn't working - it's probably a missing semicolon. An example of multiple rules being used within one selector is in the pullquote styling:
#workskin .pullQuote { text-align: center; font-size: 0.75em; display: block; }
You can even write rules that override each other, though we try and avoid doing that. When this happens, your CSS will read from top-to-bottom, prioritizing the latest thing it has read (typically your bottom-most). There are exceptions to this, but that's not necessary for this guide.
So by this point you should have copied over the CSS I've written into your work skin, or perhaps tried your hand at making your own. This would be a good point to save.
3. With our Powers Combined
Right! So we have our work skin. We have our work formatted properly, resplendent with classes. Here's how we get these things talking to each other:
Once you've saved and closed your new work skin, open up or post the work you would like to apply the styling to. Down the bottom of the Associations section, there is an option to Select Work Skin. Ao3 already provides some work skins by default - Homestuck and Undertale - but you should be able to select your new work skin from this dropdown.
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Now here's the magic. Time to check if this worked. Go through and make sure you've applied your classes to each of the elements you want to change the look of. These can be <p> elements, <em> elements, <strong> elements, or you can even make new, unique sections using <span>. Save your work as a draft and preview it - if you've done everything right, you should see the sections of text you've added classes to have changed in appearance!
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A reminder that you can add multiple classes to one element: say for example you want to create section headings unique to each 'character', you can name both classes in the class field, separated by a space. See the example below:
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And that's about it! You can use the same work skin for multiple works - just remember that you should be using the same class names if that's the case. If you create a new class in your html, make sure to go back to your work skin and make some rules for that class!
I've created this codepen that you can play in that is using all the same classes - it also has the work skin in the CSS which you're also very welcome to mess around with.
Ao3 itself has a great guide to using work skins, explaining things just like I did here. The Modzilla Developer Network is a great resource for learning more in-depth about html and css if you want to do weirder and wonderful-er things!
I hope this has been informative and useful! Best of luck using skins in your own fics! 💛
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goingmorry · 3 years
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PICTURE PERFECT [Trafalgar Law x Fem!Reader]
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Synopsis: It occurs to you that maybe – just maybe – Law’s more affected by your near-death experience than you are. And, oh, do you intend to use that to your advantage.
Tags: female reader, hurt/comfort, photography AU, idiots to lovers
Word Count: 3,096
Author's Note: This is my entry for @quirkyseastone Em's 1,000 Follower Event: Brew a Love Potion Challenge based on this potion. I had so much trouble writing this, but I had so much fun participating. I had a vision for this story, and it definitely did look all nice and pretty in my head, but when I finally put it down on paper, it’s like… yeah. Anywho, I hope it didn’t fall too flat and that you get some kick out of reading this. Thank you so much! 💖🥰
I.
“Your devil fruit power. How does it work?”
Uncomfortable with his line of questioning, you shrug nonchalantly, hoping that the bits and pieces of information you relay are enough to sate his curiosity for the time being.
With the way Law lazily appraises you — tattooed fingers fidgeting with a bottle of ink, and feet casually propped up on the desk, the pointy edges of his boots threatening to stab you for your potential dishonesty (or so you think) — you can’t help but wonder if he’s had a lot of success asking this same question countless times to… much less savory folks.
In this case, a little trickle truth might not hurt then.
“I take photos of people, things, anything really,” you begin, albeit vaguely, your eyes wandering anywhere but at the languid pirate sitting across from you, “And it shows me their… origins.”
His lips twitch, the corner of his mouth curling upward in amusement at your poor explanation, before settling with, “I’ll need a lot more information than that if we’re going to be boarding the same ship.”
“It's nothing fancy; promise. And it's way less intriguing than yours,” you mutter, shifting in your seat.
“I'll be the judge of that.”
Biting your lip at his intrusive behavior, you eye him warily, waiting to be bombarded with the next round of questions, but not before sneaking in a question of your own.
Two can play at that game.
“How does your devil fruit work?”
If he's bothered by your sudden inquiry, Law doesn't comment, choosing instead to plant his previously elevated feet on the ground as he sits upright. Your eyes follow his inked fingers as he nimbly sets aside the object he was fiddling with earlier on the corner of his desk.
And then he smirks, that infuriating smirk of his, the one that implies a deep, dark secret that you're not privy to, and alarm bells start to ring in your head – making you want to wring his neck in frustration or slap his stupidly handsome face silly. You can't quite decide on which route would bring you the most satisfaction.
An uncomfortable silence settles in, but before you can act on your impulse, he breaks it with his low baritone voice.
“You can go.”
Surprise flits across your face before confusion sets. “That's… it?”
“For now.”
Your face falls because what exactly were you expecting? Of course, he'd table this conversation for another time, most likely after you've settled in and gotten cozy with the rest of his crew.
When you were least opposed to sharing this part of your story.
But you don't dwell on that and instead touch on the real reason for your visit, “Does that mean I'm officially part of the Heart Pirates?”
“Yes.”
Law doesn't elaborate any further, and there's nothing else you can think to say in response.
So you turn to leave, your hand gripping the side of the doorframe, but not before asking one last question to your new Captain, “Anything else I should know?”
Golden eyes lingering on the camera strapped to your neck, he scowls at the device and says, with no room for argument.
“In the meantime, no photos.”
For a second, the weight of his words seizes all range of your motion, and you nearly bang your head on the door from his request – no, command. The only upside to this encounter was that you didn't make a further fool of yourself – more than you already have, from the looks of it – as you exit his chambers with your head held high.
II.
Several months pass by when you decide to disobey his order. And truth be told, he's surprised that you lasted this long.
It's a quiet night when he finds this out.
III.
Rubbing the tiredness from his eyes, Law looks to the clock hanging in the corner of his room, scowling at the placement of its hands.
10:37 PM.
Way past dinner time.
Earlier that evening, Bepo had stopped by to remind him to go down for dinner, letting slip that the chef prepared his favorite dishes of rice balls and grilled fish in a convincing attempt to entice their Captain to eat at a reasonable timeframe. Having been preoccupied with an overflowing amount of paperwork, Law let out a groan and refused, saying that he'd be down shortly for a quick bite.
So much for that.
Releasing a shaky breath, he silently heads toward the mess hall, unsurprised by the lack of people upon his arrival.
In the lonely comfort of the kitchen, he arranges a quick bite to eat — leftovers of his favorite dishes thoughtfully set aside. Scarfing down his meal in record time, Law promptly tidies up after himself. But before he can retire back to his bedroom, a cluster of papers stuck into the wall catches his eye. Upon closer inspection, he narrows his eyes and frowns, fingertips hesitantly skimming over the colored prints.
Photos.
Joyful memories of his crew taken by you. Group photos with everyone making silly faces and hand signs, looking like one big happy family.
Candid photos of his men expressing various levels of joy — ranging from small smiles to full-blown crying waves of laughter — atypical of an infamously dangerous pirate crew.
Chaotic moments in the heat of battle. Bepo in Sulong form, illuminated by the pale moonlight, looking every bit as terrifying as the tales depicted the Minks' transformations to be. Penguin standing his ground while engaging an enemy Marine, sword confidently brandished and poised to strike. Shachi examining an injured crewmember, shielding their body in a protective manner, dark eyes glaring with murderous intent at the assailant.
There were images taken during your adventures throughout the Grand Line, celebrating the crew's accomplishments in chronological fashion, almost like a sentimental picture book one might have as a keepsake to pass down to future generations.
Soft footsteps pad from behind him, and yet he doesn't need to turn around to know that they're from you.
“I said no photos.”
“You didn't exactly specify what kind of photos weren't allowed,” you explain sheepishly, stopping a few feet away from him, “So I took it to mean no photos of you, which is perfectly fair, by the way.”
Gritting his teeth in annoyance, Law coldly glances at you, the specks of gold in his eyes shining in displeasure mixed with — gods — you couldn't quite say, causing you to wince involuntarily. He doesn't confirm or deny your assumptions, instead opting for silence.
His lack of response is maddening, so you muster up the courage and cut to the heart of the matter.
“Can you at least tell me why?”
You already know why.
Or at least you think you do, in the short time you've known him.
And yet, a part of you craves to hear the words spill from his mouth — to feed your rising curiosity for the tattooed pirate standing within arm's reach.
He doesn't give you the satisfaction you seek, leaving you to your wandering thoughts as you stare at the neglected photo collection, disappointment clouding your judgment and your heart.
IV.
When you next talk, for longer than five minutes this time, it's your ass on the line.
Getting knocked overboard in the middle of a thunderstorm was certainly not on your list of things to do before departing from this cruel world. And drowning from your lungs being submerged in water, your corpse floating across the seas, never to be recovered again, was definitely not how you envisioned your death.
You were expecting something more gallant, like a bullet to your heart or a sword cut to your chest to commemorate your short life of piracy.
Not this.
Conveniently leaving out the part where your current predicament was all due to your penchant for rebelliousness, you fight to keep your head above the water against the crashing waves, desperately hoping for someone to spot you.
“There she is! She's sinking too fast, Captain!”
Law locates you almost immediately, using his devil fruit powers to bring you aboard his vessel. You've never felt so happy to be on all-fours atop the floorboards of the Polar Tang, sputtering mouthfuls of water to empty the excess liquid in your lungs. At your heaving, the winds roar in anger, mimicking the raging seas that were so hellbent on swallowing you whole.
A few words are exchanged between Captain and crew, and then you find yourself transported to the examination room.
“Strip—” he says without delay, turning away from you to give you some semblance of privacy, ”I brought you a change of clothes.”
Too exhausted to focus on how his initial comment can be misconstrued, you oblige, shedding your drenched clothing and fisting them into a ball for easy gathering. When you're fully clothed again, you examine the sad state of affairs that is your soaked camera, grabbing a spare towel to dry the water off from the surface. You quickly learn that turning it on does nothing.
No flash of light, no power, just an empty black screen.
“Damn it,” you mutter under your breath, resigned to the fact that your trusty companion for years finally met its end along with the countless photos stored within its memory.
Law hovers over you, a shred of empathy crossing his usually stoic features, and pulls the broken camera from your tight grip to set it aside. His tattooed fingers linger over the underside of your face before lifting your chin.
Making direct eye contact with him proves to be rather difficult, your mind implacably drifting to inappropriate places where he's involved: the scruff of his goatee as it brushes against your smooth skin, the curve of his lips as it settles on your own, the tip of his tongue peeking out from his mouth to seek entrance into your hot cavern — to which you would willingly give a hundred times over — without so much as a complaint.
What would he taste like? You wonder.
Squirming under his calculating gaze and unsure of where else to look, you settle for one of the glass cabinets behind him, distracting yourself from your lustful thoughts by counting the number of medical supplies on each shelf. If Law notices your erratic behavior, which you're positive he does, considering how perceptive he is, he doesn't comment on it, much to your relief.
Because despite knowing that your current situation was between a doctor and a patient — a captain and a subordinate — the proximity does nothing to calm the fluttering of your maiden heart.
“Check up time?” you wheeze, voice hoarse from your constant coughing.
The stethoscope in his hands answers your rhetorical question. With careful precision one finds from a well-trained medical professional, Law takes your vitals, touch remaining clinical and respectful throughout the assessment. Satisfied with the lack of severe symptoms and injuries on your part, he drops the caring doctor persona in favor of being a reprimanding pirate captain.
“What? No 'I told you so?'“ you joke, trying to lighten up the mood, the tension in the air palpable.
“You were sinking,” he states, ”And fast, might I add. If Shachi hadn't found you, you'd be more than six feet under by now.”
“I know, and I'm thankful to him, believe me,” you ramble, ”If he wants me to do his laundry for a month — hell, even a year — I'll do it. I owe him my life.”
Law's scowl deepens, inked fingers rubbing against his temples to relieve the growing headache, “How many times do I have to tell you not to lean forward—”
“I know!” you say defensively, still delirious from your accident, “It's not like I meant to fall over! I was trying to take a photo of the island in the distance. I wouldn't have done this if we just docked over there in the first place.”
“You do this every damn time the ship resurfaces,” he seethes, bright teeth flashing in anger at your pathetic attempt to defuse the situation, “Are you trying to test my patience?”
His posture is rigid, handsome face contorted in barely controlled anger, teetering right on the cusp of losing it. The golden flecks of his eyes burn like molten lava, ready to incinerate you where you stand, the unspoken threat in them evident.
Choose your words carefully, or they may be your last.
It occurs to you that maybe – just maybe – Law’s more affected by your near-death experience than you are.
And, oh, do you intend to use that to your advantage.
“I need some tender loving care here, doc,” you whine, pouting your lips in mock dissatisfaction, “If this is how you treat your patients, I'm not sure I want to be under your care for much longer.”
You swear you can see a vein pop up on his temple, but he tries to hold it together – he really does.
“Are you always this condescending?”
Your lips slightly part at the insult, the atmosphere growing tenser with every passing second of your teasing. You decide to ignore the blatant warning signs and humor him anyway.
“No, I'm just that way with you.”
He recoils from your statement, hands running wildly through his dark locks, an unhinged expression on his face that you've never had the pleasure of witnessing until now.
“Does your life mean so little to you?” he snaps, hand reaching out to grab ahold of your wrist, “Or is this your way of getting my attention?”
Law feels ridiculous for letting the words slip, unwilling to entertain this thing – whatever this thing is – between the two of you, but the flush of your cheeks causes unwarranted hope to bloom in his chest.
You admire the way your hand dwarfs over his, the way the ink contrasts and ripples against his sun-kissed skin, and how much rougher the tips of his fingers are compared to your own. You decide then that it might not be such a bad thing to spiral headfirst into emotional vulnerability, despite your inner voice protesting that nothing good can come from this.
It's now or never, you guess.
“You got me there.”
“Say that again,” he prompts, mimicking your action by throwing all caution to the wind, wanting to make sure that he heard you right the first time.
Your voice is slow and measured this time, cheeks flushed in embarrassment, aware that you've long since stepped past dangerous territory the moment you met with him that fateful day in his quarters. If it weren't for his serious expression, you'd think that he was purposely teasing you.
“Which is it?” he clarifies because your vague response doesn't quite answer his question.
“I crave your attention.”
Law takes a step back as if stung by your confession, causing your hand to fall back onto your lap. It hasn't been more than a few seconds since your separation, and you already miss his warmth.
Holding his gaze unflinchingly, you face him head-on. Your words echo in the enclosed space and his head. It takes a moment for your message to truly sink in now that they're out in the open, and it takes him even longer to dissect your intentions.
You wait for him to give you something – anything – a scalding remark, a disapproving glare, or even the click of his tongue would be preferable to this deafening silence. You bite your lip nervously instead, reigning in the anxiety gnawing at you from the inside, refusing to rush him because doing so could spell disaster for you both.
As a reward for your patience, he meets you halfway.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, he closes the distance, situating himself in the space between your legs. Inhaling sharply at his nearness, you appreciate the way his Adam's apple protrudes from his coarse neck, noticing how the tension in his body seems to have been replaced with a certain calmness that only your presence can provide. Your breathing grows erratic, but the cause of your elevated heart rate isn't unwelcoming this time around.
“You already have my undivided attention.”
When you catch the unmistakable gleam in his golden irises, you gulp because you know trouble is soon to follow, “Law…”
“But you already know that, don't you?” The back of his fingers caresses the smoothness of your cheek, causing your eyes to flutter shut momentarily. In that gentle touch alone, there's no mistaking his infatuation for you.
“Why the sudden shyness?” he laughs, his trademark smirk making a reappearance, “Don’t start what you don’t intend to finish.”
It’s your turn to make a move.
Rising to the occasion, you eye his lips mischievously, reaching up to grab fistfuls of his jacket’s collar. Despite his quick reflexes, he doesn’t anticipate you pulling him down to smash his mouth onto yours.
It’s unplanned. It’s awkward. It’s done in the heat of the moment.
But, boy, does it feel fucking good.
His reaction, however, is instantaneous, maybe because he was seconds away from kissing you himself. What he lacks in foresight, he more than makes up for in action. When he playfully nips your lower lip for entrance, and you eagerly grant him passage, you’re keenly aware of how dangerous this man truly is.
Trafalgar Law reminds you of sweetened nectar; one sip and you’re a goner, the heavenly aftertaste of him potent in your tongue. And it’s far better than what your imagination can ever hope to conjure.
Your restless hands find themselves flat on his broad chest, feeling around the hardened muscles of his torso until the unmistakable beating of his heart pulls you away from your exploration.
“Your heart’s beating fast too!”
His hand fits itself over yours, guiding you away from his traitorous emotions, as though physically moving you away from the rapid beating of his organ is enough to invalidate your statement.
“You’re imagining things.”
You roll your eyes in jest, an endearing smile adorning your kiss-swollen lips, “Whatever you say, Captain.”
And then, he smiles, the first genuine smile since you’ve met, and your heart aches pleasantly at knowing that you are the cause of it. It’s rare moments like these that have your arms twitching involuntarily, seeking the power that photography can provide in preserving this memory forever.
As if sensing your thoughts, he motions to your broken camera with a tilt of his head.
“The next time you take a photo,” Law’s voice is soothing and slightly uneven in volume as he interlocks his fingers with yours.
“Take one of me instead.”
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Alright then, to take it from the top... here’s some things I’ve done here or there for this dang game, from oldest to newest. With a big chunk of months starting with the margin Floofty there. Much is traditional and such, which is not my most practiced medium. Details on each below, just because I like over-explaining and it helps my nerves about posting.
1st: Fairly certain this Gramble is the first thing I did that was OK enough to show. Or, at least close to the first. He was one of my favorites and still is for his kindness(though he also can be really mean and paranoid, also a reason why I like him), so I wanted to get around to em. Also he’s very cute, I love my little malewife. I wanna scoop him up and hold him. Trouble is, Gramble has to have some of the most awkward proportions I’ve yet experienced while trying to draw a grumpus, I swear. That, and the more I looked at it, the more I grew to be unhappy with it. That generally applies to basically all of the drawings from last year, I find them to be “eh” at best. But it is what it is. 2nd: Second up is Flooftyyy, my most favorite. Intelligent, well-spoken, morally ambiguous, NB... and an asshole. But one with a cause they believe in that’s ultimately well intentioned, which they’ll go to self-destructive lengths to fulfill. And it’s clear they struggle to really get a grasp on how to treat people and have learned to cope with their frustration by shutting everyone out and believing them to be ignorant. While still obviously playing favorites between Eggabell and Triffany :p But by the end of the game, they’re learning that in order to really do what they want, they’ve got to really try and understand others. They’re the sort that I’d love to keep following to see their development. The awkwardness, the uncomfortable apologies and attempts at empathizing or opening up, the potential for blossoming relationships and a connection with others that, maybe, they’ve never quite experienced before. Their character is one that’s kind of close to my heart for being interesting and also quite similar to one I made and roleplayed for years. Add in the fact they’re NB and that just sealed the deal, that’s some fucking gender goddamn euphoria right there. So I had to draw them. 3rd: This one also mostly falls under the same explanation as above, except it was an effort as really figuring out grumpus bodies and proportions and stuff. Albeit in the form of solely Floofty, but my mental bandwidth for anything more than a drawing or two at a time is zilch. After that I’m spent. It was the first thing that I felt even marginally satisfied with, however.... I just feel like I’m in danger when looking at it. Like I’m gonna lose my way of things and habits I’ve built now from observing it too closely. Did keep the eyes, however. Kind of. 4th: To be real w you I just felt like drawing a Filbo after seeing a Filbo. He’s cute and I’d put a smooch on his dumb little head. Also more practice w grump stuff, but with some intentional attempts at stylization. I guess it didn’t stick, but who knows, maybe I could pick some of it back up?  5th: THE FIRST NEW DRAWING FROM A FEW DAYS AGO and it’s FLOOFTY, of course. It’s not really the first, there’s a few other things before it, but they suck so... yeah. I’d crawled out of the Bugsnax hole somewhat after a few months and failing to really do anything I actually wanted to do before, but a particular fic conked me right back 6 ft under. Piled the dirt over me and packed it in tight. So here I am again. And not only is it like that, but after binging a whole nearly 60,000 words in a night/morning, I was struck with the inspiration to actually write myself. Or try to, anyway. I have experience in RPing, but not a whole lot in actually... making a story myself. It’s not been going well, but I’ve talked plenty about that already... I’m sure it gets annoying for the whole maybe one person whose seen most of it to witness. And I’m still having fun. I’d mention the fic, but considering it’s NSFW and I’m officially tagging this... I don’t know if they’d want me advertising it as such. But surprise surprise, it’s Floofty related. And don’t get the wrong idea, while it covers explicit subject matter, that’s not entirely the point. Not a bad thing if it were, just that it’s more than that. I just like good character writing over all else, which is something liking this game to begin with heavily reinforced.... 6th: Heeeere’s Gramble, again. I’d been doing some little drawings for character profile stuff in my notebook, but I started to run into some difficulties when I got to him. This here is one of the results of the couple of little draws I did to try and understand. Again, his proportions are so *weird*. He’s just a little guy.... 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th: Here marks the first impulse draw after considering Buddy/Filbo/Beffica poly stuff. As well as the sudden Buddy drawing in general, which came as a big shock to me. These draws are suuuper rough, but I like the concepts. And goodness has this stuff been a whole ‘nother tangent... I did a fair amount of talking about it here. I’d do more, since there were TONS of details I still wanted to mentioned, but... my hands are starting to hurt. So maybe later. I realized that I kinda of messed up their design in my head bc I thought they had more similar teeth to Clumby. Whoops. That’s what I get for not using reference and same with FlooFTY’S TEETH AND THE WATCH NOOOOOOOOOO- .... *Ahem* I reckon the design is subject to change. Gotta make some little adjustment here or there, like maybe different eyes to distinct them from Floofty, but I actually rather... like the look. The hat, tie, and maybe a change to a bag on the side look nice... if totally not canon. But I will have just a little break from canon, as a treat. Otherwise it’s canon or bust. Personally, at least. I don’t really hold others to that standard unless they say they’re trying to follow canon or diverge so badly that a character is unrecognizable.
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"Weird Secret Friends" *Chapter 9*
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Aw SNAP, an early chapter?! Yes children, I woke up and I just wanted to write. This story really does mean a lot to me, and I have been neglecting it for the last few days. So I decided to give you one today, and one tonight. I just have so much to say, and I wanna get it out there as fast as I think of it! I know y'all want that too.
So I don't know if these actually need warnings, but there is serious discussion about alcohol and addiction. If you're sensitive to that, read with caution. I'm really sensitive to it and I wrote it, but it's more therapeutic to me. I don't know how others feel about it.
Also-- I did my best to fix the continuity issue in the last chapter about the Sonny crying at Y/N's mom's funeral, AND I think I did a good job at fixing the continuity with the fact that I literally started this story with her drinking an appletini. Like a moron.
And if you think my explanation is 'unbelievable', I actually do the same thing so I know it's a thing! Don't @ me.
Also Also-- This chapter is all Y/N and Sonny, some cousin bonding time. I hope y'all appreciate it.
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You rode to the train station in silence, but when you got out of the Uber to walk in by yourself, Sonny quickly trailed behind you.
“I’m a big girl Sonny, I don’t need you to hold my hand,” You rolled your eyes.
“I-I know, but it’s an hour until your train leaves, and--” He nervously explained.
“Afraid I’ll go to the bar and just derail my life in twenty minutes?” You crossed your arms.
“...No…” He softly looked at the ground.
“Well, you're right. I'm just gonna throw it all away right now,”
“Y/N don’t do that--”
“I’m not kidding, Sonny!” You looked at him seriously.
“...What?” He was stunned at your admission.
You looked around the train station, people were bustling about running to their trains and finding their people, it was a madhouse. You needed to talk this out seriously; so you pulled him to a waiting area and sat down with him.
“Well as you so nicely pointed out, I am basically on the verge of breaking my sobriety every fucking day. And now I know why you wanted me to avoid Rafael, but I didn’t listen and as much as you didn’t want it to, it already broke me. Last night I broke, and now that-- now that he’s gone, or run away, or whatever-- All I can think about is making this pain go away!” The thoughts that had been running through your head since you left Rafael’s apartment just came spilling out of your mouth.
“Sunshine…” He sighed.
“And you’re right, I don’t have anyone else. I don’t have anyone else to lean on, except for you. And I can’t keep doing that, you’ve done it long enough,” You started to feel tears catch in your throat.
“Wha--but I don’t mind, I--” He protested.
“Really? Because the way you were telling Rafael, it sounded like you were sick of it,” You tried to keep your voice steady.
“I’m not--” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m not sick of it. It’s just--”
“A lot,” You finished for him.
“Right,” He looked at you sadly. “But-- I don’t understand, then what do you wanna--”
“I need to go away,” You interjected with a very somber look.
“What?” He half laughed. “Go away? What does that even--”
“I need to go...away,” You repeated, not wanting to say the words out loud.
“Like...a facility?” He asked; you nodded. “Y/N I didn’t mean you had to--”
“I know you didn’t mean that Sonny, but I don’t see any other way,” Tears filled your eyes.
“I don’t-- I don’t wanna do this again! I don’t want you to have to take days, weeks off work watching me, moving to Jersey, checking my room and my apartment, you’re too old for that shit now!” You looked up to the sky, willing the tears to stay in your pupils.
“I mean, Y/N come on I’m almost 31, I’m not ancient--”
“But you’re a grown up, with a grown up job and a career, and a life. And I can’t just-- make you put your life on pause because I’m a fuck up,” You barely whispered.
“You’re not a--”
“I am,” You shook your head. “I am, and I accept it. I can’t have-- normal, things. Like friendships or relationships. This absolutely proves it,”
“No, it doesn’t,” Sonny took your hand. “Look I told Barba and now I’m telling you: This...this might be on me,”
“No it’s not,” You took his hand this time. “Don’t do that,”
“No, it really might be,” He insisted. “You’ve...you’ve never just opened up to someone like you did with Barba. Not once. Not with anyone but me,”
“Yeah well clearly that was some kind of fluke,” You rolled your eyes with a tear filled laugh.
“Was it?” Sonny asked you sincerely. “When’s the last time you approached a guy or girl for that matter, sober?”
“I mean, I was sipping an appletini…” You looked at the ground in guilt.
“Y/N…” Sonny rubbed his temples.
“What?” You shrugged. “It’s not like I’m the Hulk, Sonny. I don’t take a sip of alcohol and ‘Hulk Out’. I like to at least attempt to feel like a grown up, so I order ONE drink and nurse it for hours. You know this. It’s just, when I get upset…”
“You lose it,” He finished for you.
“...Yeah,” You looked back at the ground.
“So why don’t you just come stay with me for a few days, until this whole ‘Barba’ thing passes, and you can be...normal, again?” He put a hand on your knee. “You don’t need to…’go away’, like a mental patient,”
“...Because I don’t know if it will pass, Sonny,” You admitted. “I’m not kidding when I say this broke me. It...it broke me. And he wasn’t even my boyfriend! We fucked one time and all of a sudden I was going through his stuff like a crazy girlfriend,”
“...Didn’t need to know that, but alright,” Sonny shuddered at the thought of you in the throes of passion with Rafael.
“Whatever,” You sighed. “The point is, I-- I lost it, with him. That’s never happened, not once. I’ve never…’cared’ about someone like that. I just bang them then leave,”
“Wasted” Sonny added.
“....Well yeah, obviously,” You laughed sadly.
“Which brings me back to my original point,” He replied. “You may have had some liquor in your system, but were you drunk when you talked to Barba?”
“...No,” You shook your head.
“Were you tipsy?”
“....No,"
“Did you get drunk while waiting on me and talking with him and then decide to go back to his place to...do stuff?”
“No!” You hit him softly.
“And last night,” He continued. “Last night when I walked away and left the two of you. Did you run back inside and drink yourself into a stupor because you hurt me?”
“No!!” You shook your head. “No, I-- I might have wanted to, but then Rafael took me inside and he-- well, first of all his friends humiliated me--”
“They what?” Sonny’s fists began to clench.
“Calm down, Son,” You took his hand. “Rafael defended me, he even punched a guy for insulting me!”
“He WHAT?” Sonny gasped. Rafael would never do something like that, not for anyone. He was always so cool, calm and collected, always the epitome of decorum. If he had lost it on someone in public, that really did mean something.
“...So he defended you, then took you home?”
“Well, I---” You looked down in shame. “I asked him to,”
“Ah,” Sonny nodded. “I see,”
“But only because you said you didn’t wanna see me! I...I didn’t think I had anywhere else to go,” You explained.
“But he let you,” He added.
“He wanted me to,” You shrugged. “But Sonny I swear, nothing was supposed to happen. I just wanted to crash on his couch until I could talk to you. But...I don’t know, we-- he washed my clothes, and then we were watching BoJack, and then we were laughing and he was tickling me, and it just-- happened,”
“Organically,” He clarified.
“...Not the way I’d word it but yeah,”
“And you didn’t drink anything?” He raised an eyebrow.
“No!” You cried. “No, and I didn’t want to hurt--”
“Sunshine I promise you, this isn’t about my feelings at all right now,” He assured you. “I’m just pointing out that you have never just...accidentally slept with a guy,”
“Meaning…?” You quirked an eyebrow curiously.
“Meaning your MO is get drunk, get laid, and leave. Correct?”
“...Well when you say it like that…” You shifted uncomfortably.
“I’m not trying to guilt you Sunshine I’m making a point. Now, am I right?”
“....Yes,”
“So you genuinely had feelings for Barba. Real, unaltered feelings,”
“....I guess so,”
“And I’m not blowing smoke up your ass when I say that Barba would never, ever punch a guy for anyone. Especially not someone he worked with, in front of a bunch of colleagues. I mean, his ‘circle’ is probably buzzing right now with talk about how ‘barbaric’ he was, for some girl he just met,” He explained.
“What are you saying, Son?” You studied his face curiously.
“I’m saying like I said before, that this might be my fault, Sunshine,” He sighed, once again running his hands through his hair.
“If I hadn’t been so...against you and Barba, I wouldn’t have spout off my mouth about his--- usual way of dating. Because it sounds like with you, he’s anything but his usual self,” He explained.
“...And then you wouldn’t have gotten upset about it and responded the way you do when you’re upset, and then you wouldn’t have ended up a mess last night, and you two would still be in your happy little bubble of bliss,”
“Sonny,” You sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. “I appreciate the sentiment, but I think we both know that this...’beast’ inside of me, is always gonna be there,”
“Well…” He murmured.
“You said it yourself! I’m still an addict, I’m still battling it everyday, even though I’ve gotten so much better at it. Even though most days I am perfectly fine; I’m not normal. Normal people don’t end up at the bottom of a bottle of vodka whenever they have a bad day, or stress out,” You cringed at the memory of that constantly happening back in the day.
“Yeah I know…”
“And it’s not fair for me to put that on someone. Especially someone I barely know! Especially someone who is not used to, or even ready for any kind of normal commitment! I mean, honestly I’m glad it happened now, because if we had gotten any deeper and the inevitable happened, the blow out would have been much more...messy,” You looked away in shame, just imagining the chaos your drunken alter ego could cause.
“...How so?”
“Sonny, if I lost it like I did last night after spending one night with Rafael, can you imagine the kind of havoc I’d wreck if we had been dating for a while? If we were married?” You half laughed sadly at the thought. “Cops would be called, I’m sure,”
“Sunshine….” He spoke softly, hating to hear you degrade yourself so much. He'd heard it so much in the past, he knew if you were going into the dark place, the damage was bad.
“Somehow or other, the monster would have shown herself to him. And clearly, whenever it was gonna happen-- he wasn’t going to respond well,” You shook your head with the same sad smile.
“But maybe if you had gotten closer, maybe he would have changed. Maybe he wants to change-- he’s just...freaked out right now,” Sonny pointed out.
“Don’t,” You shook your head while looking at the ground. “Don’t do that,”
“Do what?” He asked you quizzically.
“Give me false hope,” You looked up at him with tears once again welling up in your eyes. “You know that’s the most dangerous thing for someone like me,”
“But that’s just it Sunshine,” He put both hands on either side of your face. “I really don’t think it’s false hope,”
“Yeah well,” You scoffed with a sarcastic laugh. “I won’t hold my breath. And the bottom line is-- if that ever happens, then it will. But I’m here now, and right now all I want is to drink until I forget this weekend ever happened,” You wiped tears from your face. “So I need you to--”
“I’m not sending you away,” He said sternly.
“Sonny!” You stomped your foot. “I’m not kidding! You can’t--”
“Look Y/N,” He started. “You have done so well these past few years, better than I’ve ever seen you. I am so proud of you. You’re in school, you’re thinking about the future, you have dreams. And if you just...abandon that for even a month or two, you’ll have to drop your classes and start over,”
“Yeah but--”
“I know you think that going to rehab is the thing you’re ‘supposed’ to do when shit like this happens, but honestly I think it will only send you three steps back, not forward,” He looked at you with very genuine eyes.
“...Y’know the old ‘monster’ wouldn’t have even told me any of this,” He pointed out. “She would’ve gotten on that train and headed to the liquor store at the Jersey train station,”
“...That is true,” You nodded with a soft smile.
“I think you’re more in control than you think, Sunshine,” He put a thumb on your chin. “...But, maybe to make us both feel better, I’ll put a limit on your card for a bit,”
“...Yeah, probably for the best,” You gave him a small smile. Just then you both heard the speaker announcing your train was boarding.
“Well, I guess I better go,” You stood up with your duffel and gave him a long, hard hug. You really did love him more than anyone in this world, and knowing he wasn’t mad at you and still loved you meant everything to you.
“Alright Sunshine, you call me when you get back to the apartment, yeah?”
“Yeah,” You nodded; he gave you another hug, scared to let you go.
He was being supportive and brave on the outside for you, because he really did want you to keep going on the path you were on. But something deep down inside of him was constantly worried about the monster inside you. He wanted to protect you 24/7, but you were right-- he had a life and a career in the city, he had to trust you to be on your own.
“I love you, Y/N. You know that, right?”
“Yeah,” You nodded with a bigger smile. “I love you too, Sonny,”
You gave him one last kiss on the cheek before heading to your platform, leaving Sonny alone in the station. He waited until he couldn’t see your figure headed towards the distance before pulling out his phone and dialing a number.
“Barba,” He said seriously. “We need to talk,”
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