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f1-stuff · 1 year

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for the wip asks: the mechanic au 👀 there is no where near enough mechanic aus and a charlos one sounds INCREDIBLE.

(P.S. i actually love ur blog. you always make me laugh 🫶)

🥹 Aw, I'm glad!! Thank you for sending an ask! This was actually one of my first F1 WIPs, but it was requiring sooo much research that I took a break that turned into a complete abandonment. But hopefully, I'll go back to it one day!

Here's a little snippet I wrote for Charles' first day in the paddock 💪

The only word his brain has the capacity for after the first day is tired.

The minute they land in Melbourne, they’re heading to the track to begin setting up the garage for the arrival of the cars. Charles gets issued a full team kit, including socks with the Ferrari logo. As soon as he puts them on, he finally feels like it’s real. It’s really happening.

“You’re, Charles, yes?” one of the mechanics asks him in Italian while they’re setting up. “From Monte Carlo?”

He nods. “Yes, nice to meet you...”

“Alessandro. But you can call me, Alé. I believe we’re roommates.”

“Nice to meet you, Alé,” Charles says, shaking his hand. The other man seems young, but still older than Charles. “What do you do?”

“I’m a gearbox mechanic,” Alé says, smiling. “And I operate the front-right gun for the pit. My first race was Melbourne in 2017. So I know what you’re feeling right now.”

“And what am I feeling?” Charles asks, arching a brow in challenge.

“Scared as shit,” Alé says, grinning. Charles laughs, but he doesn’t have the heart to correct him. He’s not scared - if anything, he’s the most ready he’s ever felt. But he doesn’t think anyone would believe him if he said so. “Your Italian is not bad.”

Charles knows this means it’s quite good, otherwise Alé wouldn’t have said anything. “I’ve been learning since I was a child.” Alé nods.

“Is it ‘Sharl’ or ‘Charles’?” Alé asks, pronouncing it with and without the ‘s’ sound at the end.

“Either is okay,” he says, shrugging. “I like both.”

“Well, you’re very easygoing,” Alé says, chuckling. “Very polite.” Charles smiles, but it occurs to him that maybe he’s being made fun of. He brushes it off though, focusing back on what he’s doing.

Everything, of course, becomes even more real when the cars arrive and he has to begin his real work. He’s been assigned especially to the brake department, as they’ve started to see a brake overheating issue and needed someone dedicated to monitoring them and replacing parts if necessary.

He records the thickness of all of the brake pads and discs, so he can later examine the wear after practice and qualifying sessions. It’s a clockwise circuit, so Charles in addition to putting the slightly denser brake pads at the front of both cars, installs the heaviest at the left-front brake. They’re meant to all be the same size, but there are always slightly heavier pads and discs.

In addition to this job, he’s also part of the car crew for what will this year be Carlos Sainz’s car. He knows a bit about Sainz - he’s had a successful few seasons in Formula One already, particularly last year where he’d raced surprisingly well in the sub-par McLaren car. It was what had won him his seat, replacing Sebastian Vettel in what had been a slightly shocking decision to Charles. He’s not the only one interested in what Sainz might be able to pull off in a Ferrari.

As soon as the car is built, they’re doing pit-stop practice until late into the evening. There isn’t a curfew for Thursday, so they take advantage of every moment of time available. Charles has been assigned to the left-rear corner, where he removes the old tire from the car when it pits.

There’s definitely a learning curve, and the tires are heavier than most people think. He’ll need to step up his workout routine if he wants to keep up with the other mechanics. On top of the sore arms he’ll surely have tomorrow, his feet are killing him after hardly sitting down since disembarking the plane.

At one point, he takes off his shoes and walks around in just his Ferrari-issued socks, the floor feeling blessedly cool on his aching feet. However, he soon has to put his shoes back on or risk injury, which is when he discovers that he should never take off his shoes again because putting them back on is its own hell.

When he gets to the hotel room that night, he hardly says a word to Alé, who is indeed his roommate, instead collapsing face-first onto the bed, still fully clothed. He doesn’t remember closing his eyes, and he’s not aware of anything until the alarm goes off the next morning. That, of course, is when the real fun begins.

#a had a looooot of ideas for this fic...#we're talkin twelve pages worth of bullet points folks #think it would've been (will be?) a monster #Carlos *insisting* Charles be put on radio in the middle of a stressful race and then Charles totally killing it as his race engineer #sadly ending the career of poor xavi (im sorry)#tag game #rpf #charlos #este-bae #ask #mechanic au

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thatsrightdollface · 5 months

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20 questions for fic writers

Ahhh, thank you so much for the tag, @milkteamoon and @cnnmonbimee !!! 💜💖🤗

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

Oh my goodness — 297!! But a lot of them are pretty short. Many one-shots.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

1,051,086 words!~ I’ve had this account for over 10 years now hehehe. Crossed a million words this last year!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I’ve written for many many fandoms tbh — mostly Homestuck, Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun and New Danganronpa v3. But if I have Stuff to Say About Characters or Worlds, I often say it through fanfic.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

- Alright, Place Your Bets! —> part 1 of my first Saiouma phantom thief AU from way back when~ NDRV3… 3,212 words!

- Hey, Deal Another Round! —> part 3 of that same Saiouma phantom thief AU. This one’s 5,421 words.

- Now, Show Your Hand! —> lol, and this one is part 2 of that AU! (A bit curious that part 3 has more kudos than part 2, mm?) 4,535 words!

- Things Could Be Worse… No, Really. —> here’s another Saiouma AU. >:D A take on that Love Across the Universe: Dangan Salmon Team side-game. All three of these are from 2017 + early 2018!! This one’s 3,253 words.

- Surprise Visit —> and here’s the outlier! This one’s about Dionysus and Ariadne in Percy Jackson. She pays him a visit hehehe. 3,631 words~

5. Do you respond to comments?

I definitely try!! 💜💖 it can take me a while sometimes, but yes, responding is always the goal.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ahahaha that’s a tricky one!! If we’re talking about analysis/character study fics, possibly Little Clown Frozen… as I lament certain developments in Homestuck. If we’re talking about AUs, possibly Terrible Wanting’s dark end… (that’s one of my JSHK Hananene vampire AUs! It has multiple endings, one of which is a looooot softer than the other)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think most of my AUs have pretty happy endings, with at least a tinge of hope. I’m not sure what the happiest might be!! Maybe Supernatural Stakeout at the Kamome Science Museum! — the longest thing I’ve written for Hananene… even Natsuhiko ends up doing more okay than expected in that one. But I guess “happiest” is subjective, and I’ve written a looooootttt

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Hmm I’ve gotten some weird comments and bot comments and all, but not what I’d call “hate.”

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nah. I do write gory stuff/stuff I’ve rated M for other reasons, and very occasionally I’ve hinted at suggestive topics, but… nah.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Hehehe yeah I do! The craziest one? Hmm. I was the first person to write about The Starlight Calliope on Ao3, when I crossed it over with Homestuck… but that mash-up’s not really so bizarre, given how both properties were made by the same guy.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I really hope not!!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yeah, I have!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah, but not a lot of that’s made it to Ao3 so far. I’ve written quite a lot of casual stuff with my friends over the years/I still have some more formal projects in the works with friends. Some of which involve OCs, but I’m still gonna call them “fic” for my purposes here. :p

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I’m most invested in Gamkar, Hananene and Saiouma……… I love all those ships. My favorite might depend on the moment.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I always have a lot of ideas/half-started things floating around in my Notes app. I guess one example would be a NDRV3/Magic the Gathering crossover I drafted completely but ended up unhappy with. Maybe someday I’ll go back to it and see if there’s stuff worth salvaging, but… idk.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hmmm… I really like writing descriptions and atmosphere and stuff. I like Narration Voices and flavor.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Plotting out longer-form things is more of a challenge for me, I think. Devoting a lot of emotion and time to one project — I can get impatient. Also, knowing for-sure that something is finished… sometimes I hold onto things for months, other times I might post them before they’re ready because I just want to Peel Off The Band-Aid. Also, I get really shy!! I am probably going to worry about these answers once I post them.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don’t write out dialogue in other languages in my fics, though if they’re speaking something besides what the perspective voice is speaking/if they change the language they’re using in a scene I might say that. Sometimes I’ll use words/honorifics from another language, but that’s different, I think.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

lol I used to pass notes/messages back and forth with wild, unafraid crossovers of everything my friends and I liked. Idk what I personally introduced first. Maybe Fullmetal Alchemist? I only started posting fanfic online under my current name thanks to an irl friend’s encouragement, and that was much later.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh geez. That probably changes from moment to moment, too!! Idk! (I typed up a paragraph here about my longest fic, and which fic made me most nervous to post, etc etc etc, but that ended up being kind of a lot!)

Hmmm….. tagging peopleeeeee…….. if you’d like to be tagged by me, please consider yourself hereby tagged!! (And if you let me know you’ve answered, I’d love to read what you have to say!)

#thank you again for tagging me!! this was fun #hope you’re having a wonderful day!!#wait wait maybe I should’ve tagged #long post

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mediocre-daydreams · 2 years

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Hi can I please request the prompt “They are good for each other,” for Tom Peter Parker. Thank you so much, your writing is good! 🥰

thank you for the sweet message!! i loved writing the fic, though i'm not sure how well it fits with the theme of the dialogue prompt. hopefully you enjoy it anyway!!

good 4 each other

peter parker x avenger! reader

loosely inspired by "good 4 u" by olivia rodrigo

summary: peter's the only person who really knows you, and vice versa. the one thing the two of you don't know about is each others' mutual feelings.

w/c: 3.1k

notes: looooots of fluff, smidge of angst (hurt/comfort), canon level violence, descriptions of wounds, allusions to sex (barely), swearing, peter and you care about each other too much bruh, mj tells it as it is

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

you were sitting on peter’s bed, your back pressed against the headboard, as peter listened to you rant intently with his chin on one hand.

“-and it’s like he never even met me, ‘cause now he’s off trapiezing around with this other girl and it’s been like, two weeks since we broke up—we were together for eight months! it’s like, holy shit, you could at least pretend that you cared about me at all.”

peter rolled over on his back and looked up at you with big, puppy dog eyes.

“don’t look at me like that. you know that i can never- ugh, what do you want, peter? you only look at me like that when you want something.”

it wasn’t true. peter looked at you with those sweet, adoring eyes all the time. you just never noticed. he looked at you like that when the two of you went web slinging and you’d laugh giddily after the landing. he looked at you like that when you did homework with him and brushed the hair out of your face, and peter could see your perfect face. he was looking at you like that right now, and he didn’t want anything. well…

“i don’t want anything, not really. i just want you to be happy,” he pouted.

you snorted. “that was so cheesy. i mean, obviously i’d love to be happy, but it’s like i can’t be happy if he’s happy, y’know?” you sighed. “you’re right, though. i’ve wasted too many tears on this asshole. i gotta move on at some point, right?”

peter took your hand in his, pulling you down until you were lying on your back next to him. “it’s okay to be sad. that’s what makes you so… well, i know being vulnerable is hard for you, and i’m proud that you’re letting yourself show your emotions. and i’m honored that you trust me enough to be vulnerable with me.”

peter turned so he was propped on his elbow and could get a proper view of your face. you were staring up at the ceiling, mouth pulled into a subtle frown.

“hey, look at me, would’ya?” peter cupped your cheek and turned your head gently. “you’re gonna be okay, i promise. everything heals with time. and however long it takes, i’mma be here for all of it, right?”

“right.” you exhaled deeply. peter could feel your cool breath on his skin. his heart warmed when he saw the sliver of a smile creep onto your face.

the two of you were eating lunch outside, on hammocks. well, you were on the hammock. peter had made his own with webs. the fresh air was nice until you realized neither of you had brought water or napkins, so when the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches you had made started making your fingers all sticky and your mouth all dry, lunch was no longer fun.

“i really don’t want to get up right now,” you complained, right after complaing about how thirsty you were.

“hydrate or diedrate,” peter agreed seriously. “i guess we’re going with diedrate.”

you groaned, worming yourself deeper into the hammock. “wait!” you sat up. “hose!”

sam was watering wanda’s daffodil patch (he’d lost a bet and was now in charge of watering duty for the next week) not too far from where you and peter were resting.

peter knew what you were thinking immediately. “is that really a good idea?”

“it beats getting up.”

“so true.” peter cupped his hands around his mouth. “HEY SAM!”

sam made no indication that he heard him, so you tried. “SAM WILSON! OVER HERE!”

nothing. you and peter bellowed together. “SAM! SAM, TURN AROUND!”

finally, sam turned, hose in hand with water still lazily flowing, annoyed. “WHAT? CAN’T YOU SEE I’M BUSY?”

“WE NEED WATER. GIVE US YOUR HOSE, PLEASE. WE’LL, UH, FINISH WATERING FOR YOU.”

sam took a second to consider before sprinting down the hill, hose in hand, and tossing it to peter as soon as he was in a reasonable distance. evidently, he hadn’t stopped to consider that the water was still flowing, and it hit peter’s chest with a dull thud before tangling itself in peter’s web hammock.

the boy stared at the hose for a few long seconds, before picking it up and angling it at sam in vengeance. sam dodged, but it didn’t really matter. peter had been defeated. and by defeated, you meant that his loose white shirt had soaked through and was now translucent and clinging to his chest like a second skin.

it shouldn’t have been a big deal; you’d seen guys shirtless before. hell, you see bucky shirtless every time he trains. the man would take any excuse to strip.

so why was it different with peter? he jumped out of his hammock, shaking the water from his hair and grimacing at his damp shorts. “great. my boxers are wet too,” he grumbled.

you didn’t appreciate the thought of peter’s boxers. you also didn’t appreciate that peter decided to take his shirt off, pulling it from his back and bending forward as he slipped it off in that attractive odd way guys do.

“wow, at least take me on a date before you start taking off your clothes,” you joked to cover how flustered you actually were. good. now the both of you were flustered.

“okaaaay, the horny twenty-somethings are talking about fucking each other. i’m out.” sam saluted awkwardly and jogged away, leaving the two of you with the running hose and sexual tension.

“ha, that’s so- you know sam. always cracking jokes,” you forced out. “so… wanna try out that new brita filter?”

“what happened, kid?” steve’s worried Dad™ face was in full display as he watched peter limp off the elevator, clutching his abdomen. his spiderman suit, which had just been redesigned to withhold greater impact, still hadn’t managed to protect him, it seemed.

peter heard footsteps that he identified as yours rushing over. he’d hoped to keep this from you and prevent unnecessary worry. blearily, peter collapsed onto the nearest surface, which just so happened to be tony’s brand new, foreign-imported white leather couch.

you slid to your knees by peter’s side, brushing sweaty, matted curls off his forehead as steve panicked in the background, calling bruce to alert cho. as steve was beginning to call for tony, you jumped up and tackled his phone from him.

“don’t. don’t call tony. peter doesn’t need that right now, he doesn’t need a scolding. tony can be pissed another time, i just- i’ve got it under control, okay?”

steve nodded wordlessly. you didn’t spare him another second before turning towards peter, cooing as you brushed your thumb over peter’s cheek. he winced as you touched a small cut.

“shit, okay,” you murmured, giving peter’s body a once over. “steve, go get me an emergency kit,” you yelled over your shoulder. when you heard no movement, you followed up with a “now!”

peter’s eyelids flickered between consciousness, and he could hear your soft voice speaking indistinguishably to him. whatever you were saying, it must’ve been something sad, because even in his delirious state, he could see tears welling in your eyes. he immediately knew he hated whoever or whatever had made you cry. he never wanted to see you cry.

you rubbed your eyes with your sleeve, sniffling loudly a few times before you let out a big exhale to ground yourself. you were talking under your breath so that peter couldn’t hear, but he imagined it couldn’t be anything good. you often put up a front of calmness and collectedness, but peter could see through it easily. your jaw was too tight, your eyes were darting around the room, and your breathing was too erratic.

when steve came back, practically sprinting, he tossed the kit at you. in one smooth motion, you caught it, set it down on the ground, and clicked it open. you’d patched up peter more times than he could count.

“stay awake for me, pete. please, keep your eyes open?” you pleaded, trying to smile for him. “c’mon baby, just look at me,.” you murmured as you ripped open a pack of wet wipes and began the arduous process of rubbing off the dried blood and dirt from his face. you’d always been gentle with him, like nobody else had. you never scrubbed impatiently or disinfected without a warning; even in pain, you’d do anything to lessen it.

“i- i have to take off your suit. is that okay? i know we’re not in your room right now, but unless you wanna walk, ‘cause i don’t think i can carry you, we’re gonna be stuck here.”

peter hummed in affirmation. his voice was hoarse and his throat tightened until it felt like he couldn’t breathe.

“water, please,” he croaked, licking his cracked lips to no avail.

your eyes widened. “water! i completely forgot, give me one second pete-” you’d returned to his side less than a minute later with a glass of water and a straw. you were always so thoughtful; you gave him a straw so he could drink with greater ease.

“okay, i’m going to take off your suit now,” you said, voice wavering. peter didn’t know what to say, so he didn’t say anything at all. peter winced as you pressed down on the spider emblem on his chest to loosen his suit, and he shivered when your cold fingers and the cool air hit his bare skin.

you gasped in terror as you recognized the familiar tear of a serrated knife. “you were stabbed?” you squeezed your eyes together and peter licked his lips again, trying to rid the dryness in his mouth so he could speak.

“you should see… the other guy,” he chuckled weakly. you glared at him. your eyes flickered to his lips. were you going to kiss him? he hoped yes. a kiss to make him feel better.

“your lips are chapped,” you commented. pulling your own chapstick out, you rubbed it on your fingertip until a good amount had collected and dabbed it on his lips. you’d done that before, claiming that the stick would tug at his skin but that the warmth from your hands would make the application smoother. it was all the little things.

“where the fuck is cho?” you tsked as you dug through the kit. you wiped the grime off his torso, taking care not to wander too far down, and you flinched each time peter hissed in pain. neither of you spoke; silence laid heavy over the thick air with the exception of the occasional sniffle or moan. though peter, for the most part, was silent, the both of you were fully aware that he was only doing so for your benefit, knowing you’d be more upset if you could hear the pain he was in.

when cho and banner finally showed up, panting and jittery, you chastised them before letting them see peter. as they raised peter onto a stretcher and began with their medical jargon, you brushed your hand over peter’s forehead once more, tucking stray hairs behind his ears. peter’s eyes fluttered, and when you pressed a warm kiss to his forehead, he let himself drift into dreamless sleep.

you and wanda were sitting inside a pillow fort she’d enchanted for stability, late at night. with the exception of peter, the two of you were the youngest avengers, and you found yourself having sleepovers with wanda whenever there was something personal to be discussed. secrets spread fast in the compound, but the two of you trusted each other.

“well, it’s pretty obvious he likes you,” wanda huffed, tired of repeating the same words to you.

“if he liked me, why would he keep brushing me off to hang out with mj and ned? don’t even get me started on mj—he spends more time with her than he does everyone in this tower combined. including me! i know they’re friends and i shouldn’t be jealous, blah blah blah, but i am.”

wanda rolled her eyes dramatically. “i’m going to lose my mind. how many nights have we spent talking about this? peter. is. so. in love. with you. i don’t believe in soulmates, but the two of you can literally read each others’ minds. and take it from me, because i can actually read minds.”

you sucked your teeth anxiously. “d’you really think so?”

“duh, why would i be telling you this if i didn’t?”

“good point.”

peter and mj were sitting at the kitchen table, homework long abandoned. aunt may had gone out and ned was helping his lola clean, which meant it was just peter and mj again. the two of them had been hanging out alone often recently. he felt bad; he hadn’t seen you nearly as often as he’d liked.

“you’re actually such an idiot,” mj bashed her head on the table, much to peter’s horror.

“i have no idea what you’re talking about,” he huffed.

“oh my god. you could literally ask her to go dumpster diving with you and she’d say yes. just ask her out, dude. she’s a catch, and you know that. if you don’t make a move, someone else will.”

peter chewed his lower lip. “see, that’s exactly why i’m nervous! i know she’s a catch; she’s way out of my league. she could have anyone, so why would she go with me?”

“i’m so close to slapping your stupid, white boy face, but i’m not going to, because i don’t need you concussed when you’re trying to ask out the girl who is already in love with you, dingus.”

“dingus?” peter scoffed.

mj raised an eyebrow. “you are in no position to judge me, fool. this mutual pining thing has gone on for so long that i’m surprised neither of you have grown gray hairs yet.”

“okay, first of all, it’s one sided pining. second of all, she thinks my hair looks nice, thank you very much.”

mj slapped her forehead.

“you said this was a ‘simple heist!’” you shouted into your comm as you fended off buff cronies from some mob boss you weren’t expecting.

you could hear tony’s sigh from your earpiece. “yeah, well now i know it’s not. so stop fussing and start punching!”

“where is everyone?” peter’s voice was staticky, which was an immediate red flag. these comms were high tech and were taken care of before and after each mission. if peter’s comm had stopped working, something was wrong. seriously wrong.

“by the back exit! peter, where are you?” you grunted as you took a kick to the side. you hated to admit it, but you were severely outnumbered and outmatched. pulling a second knife from your thigh, you slowly backed up with two blades in each hand as you contemplated your next move.

the next backwards step you took brought you into the arms of a sturdy chest, and you screamed, flailing desperately. you raised one of your knives, planning on blindly stabbing your captor somewhere in the face, before you heard peter’s distressed voice.

“don’t stab me! it’s peter, woah-” peter held you tightly as he webbed the two of you off the ground to avoid a charging attacker. “are you okay?” he looked down at you, where your head was tucked into his neck.

“uh huh,” you mumbled, shocked. “actually, no, i’m not. what the fuck was that? why are you here?” you hissed, fingernails digging into his back as he swung out of range of the action.

“you needed help!” peter retorted, his arm tightening around your waist. “what, should i have just left you to die?”

“you were supposed to be getting the fucking- whatever it was with steve!” you hmphed.

“shipment logs, but whatever. i don’t give a damn about papers, i give a damn about you!” peter landed on the concrete roof of a building free from the fighting, and you could see the chaos that peter had pulled you away from.

“why are we here? we need to go back and help-”

peter grabbed you by the shoulders with a crazed look in his eyes that you’d never seen before. you gulped in anticipation.

“no, you have to listen to me. i thought- i thought i was gonna die, and all i could think about was you, and then i thought you were gonna die, and all i could think about was you, because i can only ever think about you. does that make sense? god, i don’t know- i’m in love with you, alright?” he shook your body. “i love you, and i’m so scared that i’ll lose you before i ever say it to you. so there, i said it. that’s it. we can go back now.” he moved into position to shoot a web.

“i- you little shit, get back here.” you tugged his bicep towards you until he stumbled backwards into your waiting arms. with more confidence than you’d ever exercised in your life, you grabbed both sides of his face with your hands and slammed your lips against his.

peter gasped into your mouth, lips slotting between yours in a clash of teeth and blood and tongue and gunpowder. it tasted like conflict and it tasted like peter.

“i hate you. god, i hate you—you’re so stupid! i love you too, you asshole!” you did a little happy dance which looked more like a very aggressive, furious dance with the way you were stomping your feet on the ground. “god, i love you! i love you to pieces, peter parker.”

natasha sat across from you and peter, who’d slumped into each others’ bodies the minute the quinjet took off. your head was tucked between peter’s shoulder with his head resting on yours, and one of your legs was tucked between peter’s open ones, so that the two of you were pulled flush to each others’ bodies. though natasha’s lips were dry and bleeding, she cracked a smile.

“they’re good for each other, aren’t they?” steve sat beside natasha, ankles crossed very politely.

natasha hummed. “he’s way better than that shithead boyfriend she used to have.”

tony, who had left to do his six step skincare routine in the quinjet bathroom, threw himself into a seat. “i was gonna go with ‘fucking finally,’ but both of your answers work too, i guess.”

steve smiled warmly and you and peter’s sleeping figures, breathing in sync. “you’d never think- they’re so different, but they make it work. they complete each other.”

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2af-afterdark · 2 months

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20 Questions for Writers

I got tagged by @fickleminder and @theevilpretty1. Gotta answer here since many answers are NSFW

1. How many works do you have on AO3? >Officially: 233, Unofficially: I have a looooot of orphaned works, so probably closer to... around 300?

2. What's your total AO3 word count? > Officially: 621,923, Unofficially: Again, many orphaned works, so idk

3. What fandoms do you write for? >Mostly Obey Me and What in Hell is Bad? I have also written for: Twisted Wonderland, Homestuck, Ikemen Prince, Bustafellows, Tears of Themis, Fire Emblem (Awakening and Fates), A Date with Death, Fate/Grand Order, Ikemen Vampire, Undertale, Degrees of Lewdity,

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? > She Would be Queen, This Court is Full of Jesters, Punishment for a Brat, Dark ABCs, Bonding Time

5. Do you respond to comments? > I try to. Eventually. Sometimes I am bad and I don't respond for several weeks. That's my bad everyone. Sorry.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? > Hands, Mine to Hold or If Only This Tale Had No Obligations Welcome to nothing but sadness.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? > She Would be Queen I think it's the only long fic I have with a happy ending, so it's kind of the only option.

8. Do you get hate on fics? > Sometimes. Mostly people who get upset that I write about problematic things (noncon/dubcon, abusive relationships, etc.) Strangely, I have written about waaaaay more problematic things (in my opinion), yet no one ever talks about those things.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? > Yes. I write a lot of smut. It's all bad because I have to think of how sex works as an asexual and... lol. I don't know. I have a limited knowledge of that kind of stuff.

10. Do you write crossovers? > Never. I don't read them either.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? > Stolen? No, but I did have a fic where the back half of it was copied. So... plagiarized.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? > Someones asked to translate a fic into Chinese once, but I don't know if they ever did. Oh well.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? > Yes? Sort of? I mostly wrote it and asked the other person what their OC would say in a given situation.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? > I am a shipping junkie. I love shipping. I have many ships and am a multi-shipper. I cannot pick a favorite.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? > To Have and Hold or Absolutely Nothing. I know exactly how each one goes. I know everything that happens. I just... I have started to really fall out of Obey Me, plus both of those fics are very taxing for different reasons. I may just release a plot summary at some point if people want them?

16. What are your writing strengths? > I have no idea? People tell me I am good at characterization and I accept the compliment, but... I don't know how much I agree with that. (Y'all caught me on a down swing in my self-confidence, sorry)

17. What are your writing weaknesses? > I have always hated overly descriptive language so I am not great at it. If it takes you 3 pages to describe the couch someone is sitting on... I am out. No thanks. Not my thing. However, that means I suffer when it comes to vivid descriptions.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? > It's cool. I don't speak a second language, so I try to only use fictional languages in my fics so that I don't accidently say anything weird or offensive.

19. First fandom you wrote for? > My first fanfic was for Babe so... I was, like, 8. If you mean when I actually started writing in modern times though... it was Homestuck.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? > Umm.... I don't know? My comfort fic is Follow Someone Home so... I guess that? But it's not my favorite in the way I think this question is asking. It's just to one I type away at when I need something relaxing.

I feel anxious to tag others so... please do this if you want. No pressure.

Questions Below:

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

3. What fandoms do you write for?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5. Do you respond to comments?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

10. Do you write crossovers?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16. What are your writing strengths?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

#tag game

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danny-chase · 1 year

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Hullo. May I ask why Dick is blorbo? No real reason, I'm just a curious and nosy follower :D

1. Young Justice - this show was a big reason why I got back into DC, and when I was younger, Dick and Artemis were my favorite characters because they were humans among superhuman people, and I found that neat. Young Justice season 3 I liked Dicks character arc and also-

2. I'm a sucker for sadboys. I think characters look better with a bit of blood on their faces. Connecting back to young justice season 3, Dick is a major sadboy 😅 shortly after watching season 3 of young justice, i started working 60-70 hour weeks (just for 1 summer) and to get through the day i would make up stories about how i thought Dicks season 4 arcs would go (this really cemented him as blorbo)

3. An irl friend was also into young justice, she got into batfam stuff, I'd never read fanfic before, and seeing her read it at first i was like "pffft i wouldn't get into that lame stuff" and lo and behold i got curious and spiraled. There's a looooot of sadboy Dick fics out there. Like. A lot. But yeah i started out as a batfam stan rather than a titans one, and in my heart i love both and theres an internal battle that wages within me

4. At the same time (or before?) i started reading fics, i also got into the comics from Young Justice. Part of the reason i like Dick is because there's literally just so much content i can read, and i started reading and rereading his solo runs and eventually branched out into titans comics. Not all his comics appearances are good, but I like having a lot of content 😅 it helps spark ideas and gives me "i can fix it" disease

5. His relationships with people!!!! A core reason of why I love the character is all the great relationships he's had across canon. He's a big brother/mentor to Tim and Damian (with Tim i love the image of infallibility Dick has, and his slow fall off the pedestal, and with Damian they start at the bottom and build things up from scratch - i love how he has to earn Damians respect by putting in the work). His relationship with Jason especially pre-reboot is a gold mind of agnst (like. Little brother dies while you're in space and your dad doesn't bother inviting you to the funeral *screams* and blames you for his death to some extent) - the way he knew Jason and they got along fine, though they didn't interact like a ton (i see it as like. Older sibling who's in college) and then one day he's just gone, then comes back and wants to kill you and is so blinded by revenge on your dead father he will destroy everything in his path is just, so much potential here. His relationship with Bruce makes me scream. I liked the few interactions he has with Cass before she got yeeted by DC. And moving outside the family, the found family aspect of the Titans i literally love so much. I cherish his friendship with Donna, I'm a big fan of platonic m/f relationships being given importance and weight, plus again the whole "i love angst" thing was on fire when she dies. I love his relationship with Roy, the way they push one another and butt heads while still deeply trusting one another + the thinly veiled sexual tension between them (i say thinly veiled because Grace literally points it out in Outsiders). His friendship with Wally is also fun, i like reading their team ups. There's so many characters that he interacts with it just sets up so many possible stories, and i love how interconnected he is in the superhero community

6. Man vs world. I like that Dick is a (mostly - everyone has flaws, and Dick does fuck up in canon) well intentioned person struggling against the injustices of the world. That's the long way of saying "i like him because he's a hero". But part of that is like - a lot of his battles narratively fall into man vs world (especially in his solos), with a bit of man vs self here and there, and i like these categories. Most of his conflict is external, and while i like some internal conflict, i get a little bit bored when characters in comics are too introspective - like some of this i don't mind, bonus points if the internal and external conflicts are aligned in a satisfactory way, but DC comics only lets characters grow so much, so introspective stuff can get repetitive imo

There's probably more reasons but this is what i can think of off the top of my head

#asks #anon #dick grayson

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foibles-fables · 8 months

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1, 11, and 23 please? :)

Absolutely!!!

1- How old were you when you started writing fic?

answered here!!!

11. What's an idea for a fic you've had that you'll probably never write?

A Warrior Nun piece I started (and started posting, oopsie lol) but is now WAY too far gone for me to pick up--an exploration of the Halo as sentient/compilatory, Ava reliving flashes of the other Warrior Nuns' lives, how it affects her relationships (namely with Bea but with the others as well). It was definitely going to include Ava-as-Melanie fucking a woman who looks like Beatrice in that pub in the journal.

23. What's the most personal fic you've ever written?

Gotta be some of the later Kahlan chapters in The Weight of Us. (no, I haven't abandoned it, yes, I'll be back <3.) There's a looooot of me in those. Made them tough to write.

fic asks

#thank you so much for the asks!!!#fanfic asks

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stevethehairington · 1 year

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Ur pirate au……. I’ve been looking for one for so long but most of the ones I’ve read were never finished!! This one is so so good - I’d LOVE to read it if you ever wrote a longer fic!!

I’ve had this headcannon of pirate!eddie and secret storm witch! Steve - aka au where witches are real and powerful but a lot of them that live within kingdoms are captured or indentured to the crown in some way. Steve’s only kept for show by his parents (royals) as a status symbol and treated like property or an inanimate object. The storm witch title is thrown around as a thing to intimidate other kingdoms into securing better trades etc, but people don’t actually know it’s Steve - the public only knows him as the prince (for security reasons so someone doesn’t try to snatch him, and the mystique of who the witch actually is helps with the intimidating reputation) He escapes from time to time to spend time with his found family (Joyce, hop, the party)

Maybe he needs money so he can free Robin from her dues in the kingdom as well, and for all of them to finally flee the place they’re from, so he tells his parents he is on a trip to a neighboring kingdom where Nancy covers for him, and he decides to take a job that’s dodgy but promises more money than they would need, so he goes undercover as a lesser aristocrat on a ship carrying important people and precious cargo that needs a storm witch to ensure safe passage. He shoves on an old coat and boards the ship, despite protests from everyone. But at the end of the day, they can’t fault a witch for wanting to be by the sea again.

While it’s exciting in a way he can’t comprehend, being at sea again - he’s also bored out of his mind most of the time, keeping the seas calm. He’s tucked away with the other ship staff, but he doesn’t mind the feeling of anonymity and being useful. He loves that actually.

On the round trip back to the kingdom, he gets stuck among a fight that breaks out on the ship (maybe he’s defending one of the younger ship crew against a drunk patron) and in that very moment he’s not watching the seas, the ship gets raided.

They clear the safes, take some of the valuables, and nick some finery off the people on the ship, but they leave everyone else alone.

For the most part.

Until drunk patron shouts that they’re shit pirates if they don’t take a hostage and shoves Steve, who stumbles back into one of the pirates -

And comes face to face with the most feared pirate on the seas, Captain Eddie Munson.

“Don’t mind if I do,” he smirks.

And then, lowly, grabbing Steve’s arm, “People have been looking for you, sweetheart.”

Steve looks down at his arm and catches the glint of gold embroidery inside his sleeve - the neat stitch in the shape of the royal family insignia. Fuck.

(Shenanigans ensue - a race against the crown, the hiding and revealing of a witch, a party trying to get their brother back, with the help of newly realized witches, Will and El, and a strange man named Murray, and a captain desperately trying not to fall in love with a boy - beautiful, kind, and wild-eyed against the waves and stars)

hiiii! omg thank you so much!!!! 💕💕 omg i would totally LOVE to do more with the pirate au and like maybe even turn it into a big multichap fic or something idk! i don't really have any solid plans for that or direction that i want to take it in in mind yet so if i DID i'd have to do a looooot of thinking and planning and brainstorming haha. so all i can say for now is we'll see where the tides take us! 😉

but also OMG THIS IDEA YOU SENT!!!! HELLO!!!! HAVE YOU CONSIDERED TURNING THAT INTO A FULL FIC BECAUSE OHOHO THAT IS GOOOOOD!!!! i love the idea of sea-witch steve - he's tied to the ocean, longs for it, but is hidden away from it, isn't allowed to go back to it. oohohoh its deliciousss. i FULLY encourage you to take your idea and run with it bc that would be SUCH a cool fic!!!

#asks #anonymous #stranger things #steddie

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pedrito-friskito · 2 years

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✨kay’s ultimate pedro ranking✨

ok ok ok ok @mandosmistress did this a while back (like a few days lmao what is time) and tagged me and I HAVE BEEN T H I N K I N G let me tell you.

so without further ado, under the cut is my (not so definitive) pedro pascal character ranking…..! (based mainly on attraction/how much I enjoy writing them)

FRANKIE MORALES. frankie. frankie frankie frankie. my man. sunshine of my life (haha see what I did there). there is just something about this character that really crawled into my chest, wrapped himself around my heart and said ”hi I live here now” and I’m cool with it. handsome in that rugged way, a little bit damaged, and good with his hands? done. hook, line, and sinker.

DIN DJARIN. oh the sweet soft-spoken tin can space man. in all honesty, him and Frankie fight for the top spot on a daily basis and sometimes the beskar-covered bounty hunter wins, and he truly was my pedro gateway drug so he’s gotta be high on my list.

JAVIER PEÑA. ohhhhhh mama I love me some Javi. (do I mainly blame my gargantuan crush on @the-ginger-hedge-witch and her brilliant Crush series YES AS A MATTER OF FACT I DO) something about those tight fuckin’ jeans and the stache and the aviators like yep honey take me I’m yours

JAVIER GUTIERREZ. sunshine baby angel too good for this world I just wanna give him a little kiss and carry him around in my pocket and make sure no harm every comes to him (no I haven’t written anything for him yet but I been thinkin’ thots okay)

DIETER BRAVO. ✨the trash man✨ another one I just wanna carry around in my pocket, also the hair does things for me (same with Javi G) like just let me run my fingers through it and I’ll die a happy gal. questionable life choices maybe, but we’ve all been there, right?

OBERYN MARTELL. oh my HEART. *cue adele* we could have had it AAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL. I would say spoilers but it was legitimately 8 years ago but he was so CLOSE and then so SQUISHED. tbh oberyn is the most intimidating to me to even think of writing but maybe someday….

MARCUS PIKE. I do really like Marcus. cheesy as hell? check. bit overboard sometimes? double check. BUT I really like the history of the character we got in limited scenes AND I have a fic idea for him I’ve been sitting on FOREVER and I def have to use it soon!

PERO TOVAR. okay I love me a grungy fantasy man okay like that’s my bread and butter. add in the grouchiness and the obvious way to his heart through his stomach? it’s go time, baby, I got plans for him too!

JACK DANIELS. oh darlin’, he hits the middle of my list for the sole reason that pedro and that whip awoken something in me that hasn’t shut up since I watched that movie and if you don’t think I’ve watched that clip where he pushes his jacket back and it’s a crystal-clear shot of his ass you are WRONG

EZRA PROSPECT. fits the grungy, violent thing pedro seems to work with half the time, and honestly, the linguistics of this man make my head spin (the main reason I haven’t written much for him because it’s a looooot of effort to try and think up dialogue for him!!!) BUT I do love that little moon-touched spot and the scar and the smile and just ugh yum

THE THIEF. full disclosure: I haven’t read a lot of fics about the thief (if anyone has recs let me at ‘em) buuuuuut I really like the whole vibe he has and the outfit? spectacular.

MARCUS MORENO. the glasses definitely do it for me but idk something about him I just…meh. have definitely read some fab fics about daddy moreno (maybe I’ll revisit him at some point). still hot, still delicious, just not my number one fav.

MAX PHILLIPS. maybe not the biggest asshole pedro’s played but definitely up there? I sat through the movie just for him, honestly the scene of him on the couch made it worth it and the smarminess is something else, but idk if I could ever write him! (kudos to all that do!)

DAVE YORK. ok ok ok ok OKAYYYYYYY. listen. he’s the baddie (and like a really bad baddie) so I gotta put him low on my list as far as attraction goes (plus I have mixed emotions about P without facial hair but I digress…) BUT I do have ideas. they are on the horizon. keep your eyes OPEN.

MAX LORD. I haven’t even watched wonder woman 1984 and I know he needs to be down here. maybe I’ll get some form of intoxicated this weekend and power through it, just for shits and giggles!

well KUDOS if you made it this far, this was actually so fun to do!

tagging a few pals just because, no pressure 😇

@prolix-yuy @pedropascalsx @mandoblowmybackout @mindidjarin @allfoolsinluv @iamskyereads and obvi anyone else who wants to play!!!

#pedro pascal #kay talks to people #mutual bbys #the ULTIMATE SHOWDOWN #pedro pascal characters

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taegularities · 1 year

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Hello, lovely Rid! I would love to see your answers to 14, 15 and 19 if you haven't answered them already 💞💞💞

hello, sweetheart! it's okay, i try to find new answers even when the question has been done before hehe thank you, love! <33

14. a fic you didn’t expect to write

i think silk & stones came very randomly to me. i wasn't planning on writing or posting it, but i suddenly had the urge to come up with some tae heartbreak, so... here we are :') and not my fault. that only happened bc jk was driving me wild as hell at that time (not that that changed) 😭

15. something you learned this year

god, so much, in real life as well as here on tumblr. it was a hell of a year. i think i've learned to be all about my own business. to not be bothered by bad things, to take care of myself, to slow down, to not treat writing or life like a job, but as something that was gifted to me. i like to be productive, and oftentimes i'm productive to the point where i burn myself out. so i'm working on not doing that anymore 💕 writing wise, i have learned to write what makes me happy. and i've started writing a looooot more dialogue, which has been an amazing and fun experience, bc i used to consider myself not so good at it. so there's that! it wasn't a bad year entirely, right? 🤍

19. any new fics to start next year

aside from the evermore series, i will definitely try and start my royal au. i have a very concrete idea about what's going to happen, and i'll need to do a bit of research, but i truly hope it's worth it in the end. it'd be an entirely new genre for me 🤍

fanfic end of the year asks!

#ask game #notes for rid 🌹#ivi <3

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coffeebanana · 1 year

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Writing asks! 18, 25, 43

18. Do you enjoy research? Which fic of yours required the most research?

Huh, that's interesting. I was going to say no I don't enjoy it--because I can be really lazy about it--but in some contexts I do? Like I'll go off on a tangent while researching injuries for hurt/comfort fics and that can be fun. But sometimes research is also frustrating because I can't find exactly what I want. Like when I was researching for Adrien's injury in Say Something I wasn't finding enough specific things for like...how the injury would affect his movement and how quickly he'd heal and all that. I knew I wanted the injury not to affect any of his internal organs because I needed him not to be trapped in the hospital for too long, but I wanted it to be deep enough so that he felt it. And at a certain point I had to give up on "how realistic is this?" because...I wasn't ever going to find the exact answers and most people aren't going to question it anyways. And for the movement bit I actually ended up researching C-sections, because while that incision is definitely longer and deeper than his injury, at least that was an abdominal incision and I knew there would be actual resources for healing from that, so...creativity I guess? 😂 But yeah. Most research probably goes to that fic because I've researched other things for it too and...just spent a looooot of time thinking about it in general haha. I tend to either do no research for a fic or spend three hours looking up a specific detail and there's pretty much no in-between.

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

It soooort of depends on the fic I think. But I definitely LOVE the initial idea/brainstorming part. Or any of those moments where something just clicks in the outlining process, because that's just so satisfying!! And then I also love editing. But I've come to realize it's a particular kind of editing I love (and incidentally this is why I love Say Something so much). Because I need to be at that part where the draft is cohesive but still needs a sufficient amount of rewriting. And then to me it's like trying to fit the puzzle pieces together in the most effective way I can. And I just love that because sometimes I'll spend an hour rewriting the same paragraph or two, but the second it works everything else just starts coming together too and it's SOOOO SATISFYING.

43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?

Hmm...None that I can think of at the moment?

Thanks for the ask!!! 💜

Fanfiction Writing Asks

#ask response #heartfulselkie

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angelicyoongie · 2 years

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omg 🫣🤯🤯

omg you weren’t kidding when you said YN was going to have a BAD time 😅😅

oh man, where to even start?? i guess first of all, amazing chapter! i felt like it tied up a lot of the questions i had about the series, and your writing is so gripping 🤧 i had to stop everything i’m doing to read it haha.

i was like 😧😧 when jungkook told jimin about the letters bc i was convinced that he was the green one. and i was like “omg is he telling on himself??”

also LMAO. I KNEW jimin was creepy in this fic, but that gift he sent 💀💀 what the actual hell 😀

i also didn’t realize that when YN ran off, she didn’t put together that her stalkers and soulmates were the same people. so when i was a little confused when she received more letters and gifts and didn’t think it was from them. then i was like, “oh! she doesn’t know that they’re also her stalkers.” … “oh… she doesn’t know that they’re also her stalkers 😰”

hands down my favorite part was when they all started pointing fingers at each other after reading the letters. when namjoon called out JK, i was like “😧😧😧 omfg no way!” and then they all started calling out each other. they really are that one spider-man meme 😂

also lmao. except for the other ones that were already revealed, i had no idea who was what color 😂

poor, poor YN tho. i can’t believe the audacity of hobi just straight up drugging her bc, for real, what if she had brought heejin as well 😰

this chapter was so well done and definitely worth the wait 🤧 i’m so nervous for YN in the next one 🫣

thank you so so much!! 😭💖 jungkook does have a bad habit of being a little loose lipped so it wouldn't be a massive surprise if he accidentally told on himself, but no haha, he has some control 🙈

i guess you can say that jimin was just having fun with some arts and crafts lmao? 💀 oof yeah, the fact that jikook are her soulmates was the least of her issues and she was having a CRISIS over just that, the poor thing.

they are haha!! i did try to make them as ambiguous as possible, so hey, there's no shame in not nothing who was who!

he probably would've managed to get away with it somehow either way, but the boys showing up did make his life a looooot easier 😬 thank youuu!! 💖💖

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iamfrankie99 · 1 year

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Quirkless

by Femmie

253k 68ch

Summary: Katsuki loses his quirk to All For One when he gets kidnapped at the training camp and his life is a mess. On one hand, for the first time in his life he can feel emotions other than anger and stress now that his body isn’t fighting the nitroglycerin it produced, on the other hand, he has absolutely no clue how to deal with said emotions. How the tables have turned; is this karma for how he treated Izuku all their childhood?

Frankie’s comment: A looooot of angst, like, a shit ton for real. But also, Izuku is so supportive and the plot has so many twist that make you go daaaamn! Also? the starting idea in itself is interesting; I had never thought about the possibility of Katsuki’s quirk having such side effects but it does make a lot of sense and I’m all for realistic and logical fics, I love them when they make sense and this one makes a loooot of sense. It’s pretty long and somewhat repetitive especially in the last 20ish chapters but I’d say it’s worth it😍🧡💚

READ HERE

#bkdk #quirkless kacchan #All for One #kidnappings #angst #so much angst #katsuki is depressed #suicidal thoughts #self-harm #self worth issues #supportive Bakusquad #supportive Izuku #Support course Katsuki #getting together #hurt/comfort #happy ending #ua students

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they-call-it-traffic · 2 years

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🐣

I love you 😂❤🧟‍♂️

11. Something neat I’ve learned while doing research and how much do I worry about research in general.

Few weeks back I watched two YouTube videos explaining the rules of cricket, because I was looking for the name of a specific throw for a metaphor that I ended up not using. So it turned out pretty useless for my story, but at least now I finally understand what that sport is all about!

Also once, I had a conversation with a real paramedic for a tragic medical emergency storyline. In the end I disregarded half of the thing he told me coz it wasn’t plot convenient 🙃 but it was super interesting.

Overall I care a lot -too much- about accuracy and not being second-guessed by anyone (apart when I write things that only my three biggest fans will read) but I’m also lazy. Which is why I tend to stick to what I know or to fields that someone I’m close to is knowledgeable about. That way I can just Whatsapp them very specific questions instead of spending hours on Google for a couple of lines in my story.

14. Worst writing habit.

I guess it’s the fact that my brain has decided a long time ago that it wouldn’t be productive at home earlier than 10pm. So in order to write during the day, I need to go to coffee shops where I spend a looooot of money on coffee and food.

17. Favourite line I’ve ever written.

Hmm, I don’t know… I guess right now I want to say ‘Liberté, égalité, frappucino’ (which means nothing out of context haha), because I don’t often amuse myself but I’m still laughing about it two weeks later. Overall, I’ll kind of cheat my way around that question and say ‘Mais tu te trompes. Le plus avisé de tous les professeurs, c’est toi.’ Not for its quality but just because it’s the final line of my biggest pride and accomplishment so far.

41. Weirdest story idea I’ve ever had.

It has to go back to McFly times, when my sister and I used to come up with three new ideas every week, putting the boys in all sorts of scenarios. I can’t really recall the weirdest one, but I guess the weirdest thing we’ve done is to make the McFly characters from her main fanfic and the McFly characters from my main fanfic become friends and chat online for hours in a sort of undefined universe.

62. Weirdest reason I’ve ever shipped something.

I’m pretty sure I’m forgetting about my weirdest ship here, but for now I’ll go with one that might not be ‘weird’ but still a bit wtf. Again with my sister, we wrote that AU fic where every single MCU character (existing back then) were students in an American high school. We built the story around mainstream ships like Stucky and Clintasha, but along the way some crossovers relationships developed in our universe and I ended up shipping Wanda Maximoff from Avengers and Matt Murdock from Daredevil so hard. To the point that I started writing a sequel spinoff fic about them and I actually ship the two MCU characters even though they’ve never been and will never be in the same movie/TV show.

63. Best insult I’ve read in a fic.

Okay, because I can’t recall any great insult read in someone else’s fic, I’ll go with one of mine, because ‘You judgemental caring kissing piece of shit!’ (and the context it was said in my ‘fine arts school’ fic) is something I’m pretty proud of.

98. What I don’t like about my writing style.

I don’t like that I’m still a bit too ‘shy’ about being crude and gutsy in my writing, sometimes it’s a bit too polished, when rougher phrasing can hit the reader right in the feels, and makes it easier to respect the ‘show don’t tell’ rule. But because it doesn’t come naturally to me, if I do it, it doesn’t read natural so most of the time I reverse back to being more poetic and stylistic.

#my writing #ask game #fanfiction writing

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