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rebouks · 1 month

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[Brodie flicked through the mail, instantly recognising the scrawling handwriting of a certain redheaded little boy. Scaring a few birds in the process, he bellowed up the stairs: ALEEEEX!] Alex: [breathless] Is it for me?! Brodie: Nah, but I could do with some help carrying this super heavy envelope upstairs. Alex: Who do you think you are, Johnny Zest? Brodie: I’m better than that guy, c’mon…

… Hi Alex! Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply to you, I promise I didn’t forget! I guess I just didn’t really know what to say cos I’ve sorta not felt like myself recently. My mom says I disappear into my own world sometimes so I sorta did that again and found it hard to think of anything fun to say. I don’t think I’d mind if you wrote to me about the less fun parts of your life though n’ my dad says you shouldn’t really keep everything to yourself all the time cos it ends up hurting so I thought I’d write anyway n’ just force myself not to worry about being boring or whatever. Your letters and your life always sound so exciting compared to mine though so sometimes it’s hard not to!!

I got in a fight at school which sounds like it should be an exciting story, but it wasn’t really. There’s this kid called Levi in my class that always picks on me (don’t worry though, I don’t care about that) and I couldn’t be bothered listening to him anymore so I hit him a couple times, I thought he’d hit me back but he just freaked out so I sorta felt bad about it afterward. He still makes fun of me but he doesn’t get up in my face as much so that’s a plus. Who says violence doesn’t solve anything? Hahaha I’m kidding! It wasn’t nice of me but maybe he should know better than to push people around so much.

I’m looking forward to summer so I can wander off a bit more and maybe it won’t rain so much! My mom doesn’t really like it when I go too far but as long as I’m back before curfew she tries not to freak out about it which is nice of her cos she knows I like to explore n’ stuff. I shouldn’t complain about my family cos I love them n’ stuff but I like being on my own sometimes and it’d be nice to have a bit of peace now n’ then. I’ve got SUPER good hearing so it’s hard to find anywhere quiet in my house, especially cos there’s always something crazy going on. My aunt Alma is sorta similar to me so she’s been helping me block out the noise with this meditation sorta thing, I guess it’s hard to explain but it’s not as lame as it sounds, it’s kinda fun to see how long you can stay in your own brain without people interrupting you. That probably sounds really weird but maybe you sorta get what I mean?

I finally have a treehouse now too!! It reminds me of your watchtower in some ways, but I guess it’s no way cooler than that, even though I know you’re bored of it by now. I wish we could hang out in it together cos it’s super awesome! Mom n’ dad don’t really bother me when I’m up there n’ my brother n’ sisters can’t manage the ladder yet so it’s all mine! It’s right at the bottom of the garden and looks out over the whole Bay too! Mom said she might let me sleep in it once it gets a bit warmer! It’d be cool falling asleep to the sound of the waves.. I hope it doesn’t end up making me need to pee all night though haha!!

Wren’s been obsessed with watching me play on the computer recently and I keep tryna teach her how to play herself but her little fingers can’t really reach all the buttons on the keyboard too well and she gets stupid mad when she dies so she just makes me play instead. She’d kick me if I told anyone but she’s a bit scared of some of the monsters too lol!! Mom told me I shouldn’t let her watch those ones but they’re the only ones she WANTS to watch and she jumps all over me until I give in so idk what they expect me to do other than lock her in the pantry, but I got told off for that so I guess I shouldn’t do that again haha (Wren thought it was funny though so it’s all good!) It’s a shame you don’t have a computer in the tower otherwise we could play together! Jude n’ Jacob aren’t really into that sorta thing so I usually just play on my own. Do you have a computer back home??

Oh! I got another badge for my swimming lessons too! I’ve almost got em all now which is neat but I sorta wanna avoid getting the last ones cos anyone that gets them all or has good attendance n’ whatever get an award at the end of the school year. They save em all up to give out at some stupid last year disco thing they put on before summer for the last year kids n’ it’d be so cringe to get called out in front of everyone like that. Some people think it’s gonna be amazing like my friend Jude, but I’d rather not go at all. Mom n’ dad keep saying it’ll be fun n’ everyone else is excited about it too but how fun could something be if you’re technically at SCHOOL? Bleh! I know you said you hate it sometimes, but being homeschooled sounds awesome to me lol.

I keep tryna bug my parents to go camping again so we could maybe see each other but they won’t take me out of school for a holiday n’ dad’s too busy with some work project so I guess we’ll have to keep writing to each other instead! Maybe if I keep annoying them about it we can come back in the summer! I hope so anyway but I guess I don’t wanna piss em off TOO much just in case my plan backfires or something.

I still feel really bad about not writing sooner but my dad said better late than never so hopefully you’re not too upset with me! I’ll try my best to write faster next time so you don’t have to wait as long. I’m looking forward to hearing about everything you’ve been up to!! Love Robin c: ps. my dad’s friend finally helped me fix that old polaroid so I’ve sent you some random pictures I took to test it out! I’m still getting used to it but the next ones will be better, I swear!

… the treehouse! it even has cool lights on it!! the back of our house! it’s so big it’s hard to fit in a picture.. it sorta looks fancy but it’s not really n’ dad said it was cheap cos it was a shithole a rare Byrd! (grumpy too – dad tried to take his dummy off him lol) he’s not supposed to be on my bed… the Bay! Jude says I sound girly for saying it’s so pretty here but I don’t care I could take a million pictures of this place n’ never get bored (I’ll stop now though cos mom says these polaroid things aren’t cheap for this model.. oops lol!!)

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abrielarnold · 7 months

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“Ooh, the attack dog is coming,” Julius stage-whispers. He wavers close to Alex’s ear—too close, shifting Alex’s hair against his temple. “Think he’ll bite this time?”

Danny’s lip starts to curl.

Things That Bleed chapter 8 by @kkachis @artistfingers and @ghostly-cabbage .

This fic makes me feel emotions.

Me:

I am very normal about these characters and their situations.

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sandersgrey · 1 year

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"Nico solo book should be a tragedy" disagree.

Nico was Rick Riordan's first canonically queer character, and the first book queer character a lot of my generation knew about as kids- it would be a huge slap on the face of his audience if his story ended as a tragedy, and Riordan knows that. Thats why solangelo has such a solid, healthy dynamic in the background of toa.

Of now, he's also one of very few pjo-verse characters to be basically confirmed mentally ill, and he's also really disabled in the text, whether its said or not.

Nico is a queer orphan who's entire storyline til toa was just tragedy after tragedy after goddamn tragedy, and who has JUST begun to heal. He deserves a happy ending.

More importantly, the audience- the queer, disabled, mentally ill kids who see themselves in him- deserve to see him be happy at the end.

To make his story a tragedy would be to validate Nico's (and Hades') belief that kids like him don't get a happy ending. That all we're made for is tragedy.

Rick Riordan first wrote The Lightning Thief so his adhd son could finally see himself in a hero. He keeps writing after his son is grown because he knows how much other kids need those stories- his students, even. He knows.

It's even in the narrative itself: it tells us upfront that Percy's mother called him Perseus because he was the only greek hero who got a happy ending.

Nico is the queer kid's original Perseus.

The reasoning follows that he must be happy.

#alex wont shut up #nico di angelo #pjo #hoo #toa #tsats #is that the acronym? ill be honest you guys idk #nico solo book #idc about will tbh #growing REAL tired of all the tragedy talk. gucking hell.#like you can like whatever you want and write your own fanfics but #sometimes theres a REASON for a story to exist #you cant just ignore it bc of whatever #pjo is a story about how the gods arent always right #its about surviving the odds #to NOT have Nico survive then. would defeat the fucking point

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cerise-on-top · 2 months

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Hank with an Eldritch Horror Reader

Here's another thing I wrote two years back! It was an interesting concept which I really liked, so I actually really enjoyed writing this request!

Hank J Wimbleton was a grunt of many things, but not one to be scared unless he had a good reason to be. There were many things in this world he did not understand, you were one of them. Upon meeting you, his first instinct would have been to either fight or run away - who could blame him, it was all he knew. No matter how many times you reassured him that the very last thing you wanted to do was to harm him, he’d draw his weapon, uncertain of whether or not he should believe your words.

Once you show no resistance towards him whatsoever and simply restrain him using your powers or other methods, that’s when, thrashing around as much as he could, he would start listening. You may or may not have seen a grunt up close, but this was your chance to finally examine one. As you scrutinise him from every possible angle Hank realises that you were simply curious about his being and finally lowers weapon.

Your voice would likely hurt his head and freeze the blood in his veins, so you might have to resort to telepathy or speak through a marionette, if you can find one. Though, once Hank’s interest in you has been piqued, he’d be more than happy to find you one. A lot of people in Nevada seem to be redundant in the first place. Regarding telepathy: You will be able to have a two-way conversation with Hank like that, but, for the most part, he doesn’t think in words. Still, he can do so, if needed.

If you’re on the rather small side, he will make an effort to pick you up, or hold you, and bring you back to base. Depending on whether you can float or not, this might be rather difficult, but he’ll try. If you’re large, however, then he will simply “tell” you to follow him. As an eldritch being you could likely either change your form or scare away anyone in your path in the first place, so he doesn’t particularly worry about anyone being stupid enough to attack you.

Spend time with him, he’ll get used to you more and more and, eventually, grow a bond with you. Proud, he’ll show you to Doc so he can figure out what you are, but do not be fooled. Hank wants to know what you are to some degree too. Once comfortable with you and certain you won’t harm him, he’ll start observing you, touching you to some degree. See how you react, how you feel, how you are.

Despite your conversations being, for the most part, one-sided, Hank will ask you directly what you are and if you’re some form of eldritch deity. Since you’re an amicable creature he can’t exactly wrap his head around, it’s worth a try.

Although he would like to do so to some degree, he won’t take you with him on missions. It’s his way of saying “I care a great deal about you, I don’t want you to die or worse even if you are capable of defending yourself.” If you really insist on aiding him, he will let you, begrudgingly. But beware that he will have your back. In fact, having you around will give him a greater reason to fight and improve his overall performance. Though, it will also be a major stress factor to him if something were to happen to you, so choose wisely.

#madness combat #madness combat x reader #hank j wimbleton #hank j wimbleton x reader #I've been into eldritch horrors and stuff ever since I was a teenager #although I don't condone his beliefs in the slightest I really like Lovecraft's writing style #at one point it influenced how I wrote as well since he was rather descriptive in a pleasant to read way #I have an anthology at home that I might wanna reread again at some point #celephais was always my favorite story and I think it may be one of my favorite stories of all time #I know it interests no one but my favorite book is No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai #and yes I did get into classic literature because of a certain anime I don't wanna tag in this post #but another book I really enjoyed reading was Clockwork Orange I read it with someone I used to be close to and it was a really good read #it gave me nightmares but I really enjoyed it! gave me something to talk about with my father as well #Hier kommt Alex by Die Toten Hosen is also a really good song! as is 1000 Gründe by the same band!#those songs are based on Clockwork Orange actually!#I never watched the movie and I don't think I ever will because eye gore disturbs me but the book was good! I read it bc of tboi!#I have quite a few classic at home! but I think I wanna finish reading Paradise Lost! That's also a really interesting story so far!#reading and writing are some of my favorite hobbies!#I'd also love to finishe the price of salt at some point as well! Because I have to all things considered!#I just wish I could juggle all of my hobbies a bit better! I wish I had a bit more time for everything! but oh well it be like that!

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authoralexharvey · 9 months

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I keep seeing the novel version float around but... how about we talk about the published short story writers of writeblr? Off-hand, I know of a few (@asablehart, @vcaudley, @avi-why, to name a few). What are other shorts people have published? Give me a list. Give me some links. I want to find more short fiction and help celebrate those writers, too.

#writeblr #short story #writing community #writing #publishing #alex has the floor

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evanpeterswhoresblog · 10 months

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Master List

evan peters + his characters

Tate Langdon:

A Cruel Punishment smut

A Different Kind of High smut

His Obsession angst/ mild smut

Lovefool angst/ smut

Kit Walker:

Love in the Darkness smut also kinda fluff

Hell on Earth angst

Kyle Spencer:

none yet

Jimmy Darling:

none yet

James Patrick March:

none yet

Kai Anderson:

none yet

Luke Cooper:

Office Secrets smut

Max Cooperman:

Old Friends (1) (2) smut

Alex (adult world):

The Late Shift smut

Quicksilver:

none yet

Warren Lipka:

Behind the Crime smut

Evan Peters:

none yet

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marauders

Sirius Black:

Cherry Bomb smut

Linger smut

James Potter:

Cherry Bomb (pt. 2) smut

Remus Lupin:

Cherry Bomb (pt. 3) smut

Innocence (pt. 1) (pt.2) smut

Regulus Black:

none yet

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other characters + people

Ethan Landry :

none yet

Coriolanus Snow:

none yet

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actual-changeling · 11 months

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Joel thought he would never hear her laugh like this again, light and melodic and laced with a childlike innocence he knows she lost long ago, but it's spring and the snow has melted and she is giggling.

She is playing with a puppy, watching it overestimate its own speed and tumble to the ground, holding it with the same gentleness he feels in his own hands when he touches her, basking in the pure expression of joy only animals are capable of. They're free of untainted memories, the air smells like roses and lilac, his fingertips have been numbed by his guitar strings, and Ellie turns to look at him with a smile, a memory that has carried him through winter.

The sun has yet to grow hot but it is already turning her hair into shimmering copper, her ends barely reaching past her shoulders, and when she remains unbothered by the breeze blowing through it, strands tickling the back of her neck, he knows he will get to watch it grow again, watch her grow.

After not being a father for twenty years, the thought of experiencing another childhood, no matter how broken, no matter how short, fills him with equal parts of fear and devotion. Her spark is still there, the twinkle in her eye when she asks can we keep her, the brightness illuminating her face when he says yes and doesn't bother to hide his smile. There are crocuses in the grass, bright specks of color among the morning dew, and Ellie's skin when she presses her cheek into his palm is softer than their petals.

Joel remembers the giraffe, the dog and her in the snow after his world had stopped, her laughter anchoring him back down, her tiny hands that should have never had to aim a gun softly holding their horses face so she can press a kiss to his nose.

All he can do is stretch out his arms and offer her a space to grow, the promise of an embrace whenever she needs it, a constant I love you he cannot quite say, not yet, but only the innocence preserved in the trusting eyes of an animal, the carefree joy of a toddler in her arms, can help her find her childhood again.

There is too much violence in the world, too many memories haunting them to ever escape the pain, but Ellie presses herself against his side, warm, alive, happy, and she is laughing again.

It's enough.

#alex writes tlou #the last of us #tlou #joel and ellie #ellie williams #joel miller #ellie and joel #the last of us hbo #tlou hbo #literally way too many tags for one show #anyway i have been thinking about this post since yesterday please dont let it flop #i only just managed to actually put it into words.#ellie healing with animals is actually so fucking personal y'all have no idea #one day i will write that emotional support dog story. one day.#she is both a dog and a cat person #and a horse person #all of it she doesnt discriminate

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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 9 months

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simply not getting over the fact that GQ published an article (written by a journalist who’s friends with miles, i might add) that starts off with an unnecessarily detailed description of an alleged threesome between miles and alex and a mystery person???

oh, and it’s also the article that used this artwork as its header:

(full article here)

#SO much to unpack here #SO MUCH #the way they put ‘story’ in inverted commas -#also #just the entire way it’s framed #THE FACT ITS THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE #jesus #genuinely everything about this article is absolutely insane #i stumbled across it about a month ago and still haven’t recovered #sorry to any milex veterans to whom this is old news #for those of us who are a little newer here stumbling across this stuff is truly a surreal experience #you know it’s bad when legitimate magazines like GQ and NME are writing shit that looks like it should be on tumblr #milex #alex turner #miles kane #tlsp #the last shadow puppets #lulu posts

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djsherriff-responses · 5 months

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Honestly, besides just that there are other elements worth appreciating in the show, people need to look past Rayfrog as “I want them to get married” and try looking at the two in the larger scope of the world

mainly, the parallels they have with Alex and Dolph, not as a ship, but as individual characters

mainly that Rayman/Ramon is most like Dolph , but Bullfrog also has some (small) similarities with Alex surprisingly. Though you can definitely make connections between the more obvious characters of Bullfrog/Dolph and Rayman/Alex too

#captain laserhawk #captain laserhawk spoilers #rambles #Rayfrog #this isn’t slender I think it be interesting story potential #Add dolph in the mix (as either romantic or platonic) and story conflicts writes themselves #This also part propaganda to get people to appreciate the tragedy that is Alex’s betrayal

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aritany · 2 months

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no context except that being a big brother sometimes is about abandonment

#the real tragedy here btw is setzer DID forget him #he was compelled to there’s no other way the story could ever go. he’ll always forget.#esmor #this is not from a novel :)#ishka silvani #setzer silvani #alex writes

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jenna-louise-jamie · 11 days

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well, now we know where alex got it from.

#so ian has the same “its time to make a terrible pun” attitude after defeating an enemy i see #it was part of alex's spy training #ian wouldn't shut up about the importance of an epic one liner and a good pun #maybe it's inherited and john did the same goddamn thing lmao #the idiot riders and their stupid puns #im just joking i love the puns #alex rider #ian rider #this is from the short story “christmas at gunpoint” btw #if you wanna read it you can find it online or its in the 12th ar book secret weapon #i was rereading it for a fic im writing on ao3 which will hopefully be up either by tomorrow or shortly this weekend! im about halfway #finished writing it #so keep your eyes peeled for that if you're interested!!#alex rider books

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natduskfall · 8 months

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I’m not good at putting my feelings into text, nor am I a writer, or good at literature analysis, but I do have thoughts.

I never liked SSO’s writing to begin with. The writing of SL was okay for a game of that scope. I loved the mystery of a seaside town and strange powers that be. But SSO’s writing is confusing to me.

Dialogues almost always try to be funny, relatable, and it comes across as shallow or boring. I try to read all the dialogue because I am invested in the universe by now and I want to know everything about the events of the world and it’s characters. But lord is it hard sometimes to not skip the repetitive, shallow dialogue.

The characters lack debth and it is hard for me to like any of them. It feels like the Soul riders are just written as stereotypes. Don’t know something? Talk to Linda, she knows everything and loves doing research! She’s a nerd! Alex is the hurr durr let’s do shit without thinking anything over. Haha, Lightning goes zap zap!! Elizabeth is our teacher. A druid. And? Fripp? What even is Fripp? “Mysterious” leader who I don’t know anything about or don’t spend any time with. Who comes across as emotionless and disinterested in his charges. Avalon? Recluse who barely shows up and when he does, he always disagrees with everything.

I like that SSE has been trying to focus on the characters more. Elizabeth’s death didn’t make me feel anything because I just didn’t know her, didn’t have any attachments to her. If anything I laughed during that scene because of the way she ass slammed Darko like that Ground Slam Ash of War from Elden Ring, then got turned into Annie from Attack on Titan, and then blew herself up. That scene should have been an emotional story beat that should have gripped me and made me sad. Red Dead Redemption does that so well. I cried a lot during that game. I wish SSE took the characters seriously tho. It’s like every quest is an episode of The Simpsons where shit happens, it never gets acknowledged after, the characters don’t change. Every episode is a new start. I really like that they commited to the darker and real events, such as Lisa losing her mother, Alex having a dysfunctional low income family, and Anne getting over the real trauma of Concordes death, her kidnapping, and isolation. BUT THEY DON’T GO ANYWHERE WITH IT.

I want to love these characters and I want them to feel like real people, but it’s hard when they get treated as a joke, or the real and traumatic things that happened to them never get acknowleged and have no impact on them or the story. What about Linda and the betrayal of the Baroness? What about Meteor being lost. She didn’t even mention Meteor until the spymaster sent MC to tell her where Meteor was. And I am still waiting for the new Fort Maria quest to see the dynamic between the druids and the Soul Riders after the events of Justin’s rescue.

And the story…. Sometimes it just feels too whacky to me. I don’t know if the witches and golden apples are some folklore from Sweden, but I did not expect that when I first played through, and I did not like it. It felt like the game was spreading itself too thin? It felt out of place to me.

And sometimes, the quests feel like they have no impact. We need to do a difficult thing. Ha let’s do it this way. Go there. Click the ground. Done, we did it, yay!! It just feels very childish, lacking weight. I’m not sure how to put this into words, and I think there are people out there who are much better at this then I am.

I disliked the new Alex quest and felt unsatisfied. The whole questline had me anxious because the job of an event planner is so hard for me as a person with zero organisation skills and confidence. I am sure it is a very important and difficult job, and I was waiting for how SSE handled it. The entire time I felt like MC and Alex were not making any actual tuall progress. Then the whole thing got derailed to “let’s record a narrated tour of the CIty”. And when the quest ended, I was like “that’s it?”

The cinematic for Alex shows a resourceful, hard working and strong individual who got delt a bad hand, but found hope in Elizabeth. But the game keeps treating her like a stupid comic relief character who can only do one thing, and that is use her lightning power no matter the occasion. Even the Freeing Anne quest felt off to me. Why would Alex chose to go back and face Darko alone, when they keep rehashing the theme of “we’re stronger together”. Her power can be fueled by anger, but her main thing is to protect her loved ones. They got Anne, her priority should have been to get Anne out of there, not come back alone for Darko. It just felt like the writers did that because they needed Elizabeth to die, and MC getting stranded in Pandoria so that Lisa could use her singing power. And how would getting blown off a cliff into a bottomless space get rid of a powerful individual who can easily teleport himself and other people?

I really wish SSO would hire actual writers do deal with their story, the structure of the story, and the characters. Helena did such a good job making the main cast feel real, and structuring the story.

TLDR: SSE please hire a writer, and stop treating your characters like stereotypes. Stop treating Alex like a stupid person who goes zap

#sso #sso critical #sso alex #sso fripp #sso elizabeth #sso linda #sso meteor #sso darko #sso anne #sso story #long post #also anyone feel free to add to this or tell me im wrong #im not great at writing or analyzing stuff i only feel #sso spoilers

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skekdris · 4 months

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The Visitor - Behind the Scenes

"The Visitor" is my first big story of mine that saw the light of day. In this post, I'll be explaining my thought process behind why and how I made it. In a future post, I'll be explaining my Arhulian species, and my character Niadris in more detail. But for now, I'll be on to explaining my creative process. Firstly, a few months ago I got back into tumblr after finding the blogs of @chocodile and @kwillow. Their characters, their art, their stories. They moved me, they inspired me! Drawing was never my strong point, (I had to enlist @aryeonos to graciously sketch my species reference for me <3) but descriptive writing is something I can do! So through that, it was the avenue I expressed my creation. That said; Ary being my editor and proof reader really helped me achieve a level of polish I don't think I could have accomplished on my own. <3 The Amaranthine characters are so rich and vibrant, I just wanted to write for them. Their personalities just seemed really fun to write for, as well as gave me a clear picture of how each character would behave in a story. A solid baseline for my weirdo badger-pede to contrast with. So I poured over Kwillow's and Chocodile's art pages for information about the characters and the setting. I wanted to respect the lore and setting as best I can; as well as the fact, the more information I had, the easier it would be to write.

Feelin' A Bit Drafty In Here

In a very early pre-draft version of the story (where I was still ideating over it), I thought I would try to tell the story from Niadris' perspective, but Aryeonos felt it would ruin a lot of the mystery and suspense surrounding Niadris, as well as deprive me of character interaction moments for the rest of the cast. So I redid the entire tone and course of the story to focus on the Rising dawn quartet, (sans snoozing bunny) with Niadris being the add - an apt decision since the cast literally considers them an intruder! In the new story format, I thought about Theo being so nerve wracked by Niadris that he would try to poison them, only for it not to work, and for Niadris to then reveal their life-sensing ability to Theo and tell him that they are not mad because always knew where he stood as a veiled threat. The story would have had a more adversarial tone; but then after doing some more lore spelunking, I learned that Theo prefers to handle confrontation openly and honestly as opposed to taking the scoundrel's way out.

So after learning that wasn't a very gentlemanly move, I decided to shift gears and redo the story (again) to what you see today. After that, I looked up the other characters for pertinent lore and information about them. I was already pretty familiar with Hyden, and Theo was the first character I discovered since I'm a diehard rat/skaven fan and always combing the internet for rat characters!

Then came to Alex and Ridge. After having my "cast" in hand, I figured out what to do with them. In the current iteration of the story, I wanted Niadris being self-conscious of their frightening appearance (they've certainly been screamed and shot at enough) and opt to meet the cast in a way that does not end in violence. Hence the Arhulian observing the cast for a long time and then making their carefully planned move. Likewise, first impressions are very important, and Niadris trying to approach the situation in a delicate manner (whether or not it worked) was one of my central goals in depicting them, and Arhulians as a whole. They are far from mindless brutes... Switching back to the the Amaran quartet, they are not my characters obviously - I'm just writing for them - so I tried to make educated guesses on how'd they react based on the information I had at hand. So keep in mind these are my personal head cannons of these characters!

Character Dynamics

Hyden - Due to the way the story was structured, he was not utilized very much. Which, is a shame on one hand, but on the other, it leaves my options open for how he would react in a future story. He could be just as lost as the rest of the cast, then shift to be deeply fascinated by the unnatural being that is Niadris. Treating them like magic buddyTM Ambroys 2.0. (Though he may find it much more difficult sink his roots into Niadris, as they are far sharper, and not blinded by idolism like Theo.) Or, alternatively, Hyden being a time displaced scholar could know something about Arhulians the present day cast does not, and is trouser-browningly terrified. But that is as much as I'll reveal for now. We'll see what way the coin falls. :) Theo - Theopolis North was the most fun to write for. Poor little Rat man pinballed through many different emotions across the story. Firstly, fear. Secondly, he's even more unnerved by the fact Niadris can go toe-to-toe in his smartassery which means it's intelligent. And that's extra dangerous in his eyes. I thought about writing Theo being even meaner and more hostile, but I decided Theo has a few reasons to keep himself reeled in. 1) Theo - though a poorly adjusted meanie - has enough sense to know that trying to stress-test this thing's patience would not go in his favor if the matter escalated. Especially with a thing that could throw him across a room or eat him alive. Unmetaphorically. Best to let a sleeping dragon lie so to speak. 2) I've noted that Theo appears to be a dire misanthrope, so a thought occurred to me that Niadris is just so alien they just end up in a loophole of sorts. And I decided that is a funny dynamic, and I'm going to roll with that. :) 2.5) Theo's aggression seems to be heavily rooted in his own insecurities. Niadris is somewhere between socially illiterate to too logically minded to care. So in a way, from theo's perspective; that's big wall that isn't there for him. 3) As much as it agonizes him to admit, the alternative is telling this thing to sod off, resulting in them just roaming about unaccounted for entirely. At least this way, he can keep an eye on them... 4) Granted, he does not want to admit it outright and 'encourage' them, Theo is personally intrigued by Niadris. Although he hasn't quite put it together it yet; Arhulians are intelligent, sentient, beings that definitively exist outside of "ascension". The implications would be defining to say the least. Theo's name would go down in the books for sure... And lastly, this being gives him a sense of deja vu he tries not to think too closely about. Henceforth, I laid down the roots of what may be the beginning of a very odd "friendship" as hinted at in the closing paragraphs of the story.

Alex - From the lore I got on her, she jumped out to me as the most rational and calm-minded of the group. She's a cool, collected soldier. Her perception is sharp (and unlike Theo, it's not calibrated in entirely the wrong direction via paranoia). Her nature as a sniper means it's natural for her to sit back, absorb information, and think about a decision before making it. Because of this, it felt natural that she'd fall into the role of "team mom" because she's the most level-headed and surprisingly enough, the most socially adjusted of the group. Especially since her competition is: 1) Hyden; a washed up noble that doesn't know what century he's living in - whose social resume is bossing around servants and bullshitting noble asses.

2) Theo; a misanthropic, paranoid, bulgy-eyed weirdo that's a reclusive shut in. 3) Ridge; Likely the best of the three. But if I remember the lore right, it's heavily implied that Ridge was in jail for some time, so I'd wager that has not done his social skills any favors. So with that in mind, Alex is the glue desperately trying to keep (the now) quintet from unraveling.

Ridge - Of the four characters here, Ridge has the least information available that I could find, so a lot of his character is implied from his surface level details, like him being big and brawny, that he had spent time in jail, and is at the very least in a non-hostile relationship with Alex. With all that said, I guesstimate he has the least amount of emotional baggage and personality extremes, so I felt that Ridge would be the best fit for a layman character. Niadris - Beyond what I already mention here, I'd rather keep their inner workings hidden, as they are both a mysterious, and a still developing (both in-universe and in a meta sense) character...

What's Next?

Without giving away too much, the logical path forward to the story is that Niadris is playing it safe as they have never been around multiple people for an extended period of time before. So they take on a passive role to learn and observe the... odd group dynamic the rising dawn quartet have. There will be a great deal of funny character moments and learning experiences for all involved! Over time, Niadris will start to make their own waves as they get accustomed to the group, and begin manifesting their own wants once they feel comfortable exerting their own social pressure. Likewise, everyone is wary of the big, scary Arhulian. But on the other hand, their value as an asset is undeniable! And they would be a pretty definitive tie-breaker should a schism arise... Various parties will likely be setting plans into motion to try and vie for Niadris's loyalty now that this wild card has scuttled their way into the group. With the groundwork of Niadris' and the Arhulians' introduction laid, I have to spend some time thinking about the path forward; as this is the point where things can really diverge, so I must decide what direction the story is going to head in. So alas, I don't really have an ETA in mind for the next chapter of this fan-story.

#theo #hyden #alex #ridge #niadris #arhulian #original species #furry #short story #creative writing #thought process #behind the scenes #verse: amaranthine #fan story

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honestlyvan · 4 months

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(Crossposted to DW)

Continued thought -- it is also very interesting for me that other than the weirdo-coded profession, the real Casey is... really not that remarkable of a guy. A lot of the heavy lifting for us to see past the stony-faced exterior is just Saga's point of view, the two of them are tangibly fond of one another, her being so used to and comfortable with the kind of guy he is communicating to us that this is, like, normal, he's pretty much always like this.

The real Casey is temperamental but not particularly dramatic, realistically awkward in the way someone who spends a lot of time in his own head and doesn't enjoy the sound of his own voice would be. He's insightful, but clearly self-aware that this tells us more about him as a person than anything else. I'm sure he's capable of being charismatic, of converting confidence into authority, but that is as circumstantial to his personality as it would be in real life. He's at the upper end of what weird withdrawn guys are like, sure, but still ultimately just a guy.

And with that in mind, when you, like... mentally align the two Caseys... you can see where Alan is coming, y'know? You can see the real Casey fill out the shape of the Casey in Alan's head, you can see the creative liberties taken to turn one into the other. You can see the elisions being made going both ways, because a lot of the things that the real Casey knows would make him genuinely too offputting if said out loud make for excellent thematic background noise, and the things that ground his humanity would make for a boring story.

#fannish #Fictional Alex Casey #FBI Alex Casey #it's like a goddamn magic trick. How is this game this good #Sam Lake I am shaking you by the shoulders until the secrets of your writing fall out #It also makes me feel *ways* about when the story starts affecting Casey #and that overlap starts to loom larger. Starts to dominate the tone #the way the story changes the real Casey to be more like the Casey in the Dark Place #It is legitimately pretty damn spooky #especially on first playthrough where you're genuinely unsure as to how 'real' real Saga and the real Casey are #AW2 spoilers #Alan Wake (Remedy)

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I typed out the live task 'fanfics'

-two Ls word-

The sun was setting. The light was magical and the water lapped at the shore of the lake.

'Right,' said Greg. 'Get your clothes off. You're going in.'

'I don't want to,' said the scrawny, sausage-shaped man.

'I need you to retrieve the stone I just threw in,' whispered Greg, noisily. 'It's one of my favourite stones, I think.'

And so little Alex Horne…

2. -word with U-

In the morning, I like to have a pot of coffee and a slice of cake. Little Alex Horne brings them in when I ring my little bell. I let him wear his yellow cape if he is a very lucky boy.

3. -starts and ends with same letter- [interrupted]

These are the clothing rules the Taskmaster expects those around him to adhere to at all times.

One, the shirt should be tucked in, really tucked in. Right in!

Two…

4. -6-letter word -

I don't remember much about that fateful night. It was cold. The moon was full, I know that. I'm not an idiot. And I can't be held responsible for the terrible accident that happened to little Alex Horne.

#let's play another round of ''did alex write this shit''#imagine #just imagine #alex creating this #the fanfic-like narratives #he could've come up with ANYTHING #and yet #his heart always desires stories featuring him and greg #taskmaster #taskhusbands #my post

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Can I request 36 and 39 from prompt list 2 with Beetlejuice? I adore your writing sm🛐 and I’m in desperate need of some angst.

no other shade of blue

Pairing: Beetlejuice x Reader

Inspiration: Prompts #36 (“stop pushing me away.”) and #39 (“don’t blame me, you know what you signed up for.”) from Prompt List 2

Warnings: alcohol consumption, cursing, angst, sexual references, beej and reader are kinda both assholes

Word Count: 1,550

Author’s Note: Sorry this took so long, anon! I know I say this a lot, but it’s been really hard for me to find creative inspiration these days. I’m going to blame the weather. But luckily now that the holidays are over, I might finally take my resolutions seriously and write more. Who knows!

Anyways, I love writing angst so I really need to do that more often. If you’d like to read more, check out my Masterlist and About Me page. And if you’d like to make a request, I have several Prompt lists for plenty of inspiration! As always, thanks everyone for the support. I really want to get better at writing this year, so that requires me to actually, ya know, write. Hopefully I stick to that! Happy 2024 and happy reading!

“So, you got a boyfriend?”

You couldn’t help but groan as you downed the shot he had so graciously bought you. He was a friend of a friend of a friend, and you were getting drunker by the second.

Your actual friends had decided on a dingy bar in the city that night, but you couldn’t help but look at the time nervously as they happily clamored around the pool table behind you. It was getting late.

“Oh, what an interesting and complicated question, Darren,” you replied, doing your absolute best not to slur your words. You exhaled, your elbows digging into the top of the bar. “Yes and no.”

Darren couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. He was cute, but definitely did not seem above taking advantage of a drunk girl with an ambiguous relationship status.

“Situationship?” he probed, pulling his beer towards his lips. You didn’t answer. “Been there. Can be fun, but…messy.”

A dry laugh escaped your lips. Messy didn’t even begin to cover it, but you didn’t have enough hours in the day to explain it to this guy. Nor did you want to.

“Yeah,” you said, toying with the shot glass, “He can be sweet but…I wouldn’t want to get on his bad side if I were you.”

“I’m tough.”

“Believe me, it’s not worth the trouble.”

“I’d like to decide that for myself, thanks,” he drawled, his eyelids heavy as he glanced towards the door. “Wanna get outta here?”

Before you knew it you were slammed up against the side of a building that made up a dimly-lit alleyway, the brick digging into your back as Darren kissed you aggressively.

Your eyes fluttered, trying to focus on the task at hand. But your attention turned the flickering streetlamp and menacing fog that seemed to be encroaching upon your impromptu hookup.

He nipped at your neck, and you couldn’t help but let out an involuntary moan. An action that you would certainly be paying for later.

“Shit,” you muttered, hearing a low growl in your ear. He was close, and you could only imagine the shitstorm he would cause if you continued to make out with this random.

You cursed the day you ever listened to Beetlejuice. He was persuasive in more ways than one, and if you didn’t act fast, things would get ugly.

“Hey,” you said as Darren came up for air, “I have to go, but, uh, I’ll call you?” He looked at you a little disappointed, but after a few moments and an awkward number exchange, you were left alone.

You looked around, making sure no other living person was in earshot. “Alright, show’s over, asshole!” you goaded, growing angrier by the second, “Come on out now.”

“You’ll call him?” an indignant voice bellowed, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. Beetlejuice was nothing if not dramatic.

Ever since you summoned him—accidentally, you might add—the ghoul had been nothing but a thorn in your side. Unfortunately for you, you also happened to be drawn to the passionate energy that came with that kind of adversarial relationship.

It was a problem you knew would be better addressed in therapy. Instead, you thought it’d be a better idea to fuck the ghost.

“No, you idiot,” you shot back as the demon appeared, floating angrily above you, “You’ll make sure of that, won’t you?”

Beetlejuice’s feet hit the ground, his hair glowing bright red in the moonlight. He drew closer to you, a predator stalking its prey.

“I’ve been watching you all night, babe,” he hissed, your back hitting the wall yet again. Your body instantly tensed, the smell of death and decay overwhelming your senses. He shook his head, a mix of arousal and disgust flashing on his pale face.

Your eyes bore into his as they glowered with envy. “So?” you drew your shoulders back, straightening your spine, “We’re not together. Who I fuck or don’t fuck is none of your goddamn business.”

He laughed indignantly, “You think I’m threatened by that guy? Please.” His amber eyes flashed briefly with a twinge of insecurity.

“Then why go through the trouble of scaring him off, hm?” you goaded, “Afraid I’d finally found someone better?”

Beetlejuice couldn’t help but feel wounded. Sure, you both fought. A lot. But you couldn’t stay away from each other for long. You’d fight, you’d banish him, and then like clockwork, you’d call him back and reconcile, which usually involved ripping each other’s clothes off.

Despite never defining the relationship, the two of you couldn’t help feel possessive over one another. And because you had a vindictive streak, you didn’t care about using other guys to make him jealous.

“You and I both know that’s not true,” he growled, pressing a large hand against the wall as he inched closer to you, “And we also know that I’m a better fuck than any of those other breathers combined.” You inhaled, stifling your fear and shoving it back down your throat.

Beetlejuice’s gaze softened. Even for a dead guy, he could pick up on your mannerisms like no one else. “You’re so fucking stubborn, you know that? I just wish you would stop pushing me away. A demon can only take so much back and forth from one human.”

Your eyes narrowed, your face inching closer to his. You studied his expression for cracks in the façade that he loved to put up. It was just one of the many ways he liked to fuck with you.

“Ah, the ‘woe is me’ bullshit,” you smirked. “Don’t blame me, you know what you signed up for.”

Even in the dim streetlight, you could see Beetlejuice’s mood shift from pure scarlet anger to a melancholic swirl of violet and maroon. It would’ve been almost beautiful if you weren’t so pissed at him.

“And if I remember correctly, you were the one who didn’t want to be tied down,” you scoffed in disgust, reminding him of his many trysts down to the Netherworld, “It’s not my fault you can’t take the same bullshit that you dish out to me.”

You typically had a don’t ask, don’t tell policy; but recently, you could feel the jealousy between the two of you reaching a boiling point. You were looking for a fight, and you knew hooking up with another guy would send Beetlejuice over the edge.

“Drop the tough guy act, sweetheart,” he was almost pleading with you, ignoring the harshness he exhibited only moments ago. “You know I don’t want anyone else.”

‘Not in the ways that matter, anyways,’ he thought, unwilling to tack on that addendum verbally.

You felt hot tears forming in your eyes, but you held them back. You’d be damned if you let Beetlejuice see you cry, after all the vitriol you’d spat at him.

He finally backed away from you, giving you room to breathe. You peeled yourself from the brick wall, unsure how to proceed.

Beetlejuice considered sweeping you off your feet; maybe an attempt at wooing you would make you both forget the meaningless squabbling.

After all, that was how the two of you communicated: passionate fights and even more passionate sex.

Not exactly the healthiest relationship. And by the looks of it, this…thing between you was starting to take its toll.

“I don’t…I can’t believe you,” you muttered, your heart pounding in your chest. “W-We fight constantly, and I’m awful to you, and…I don’t like who I am when I’m with you, Beej.”

All red from the demon’s hair was instantly replaced with deep purples and blues. A sign of complete melancholy.

“I get it, babe,” he said, his voice dripping with despair. “What can I say? I bring out the worst in people.” He sounded disgusted with himself, like he knew this would happen eventually and he did nothing to prevent the inevitable.

It didn’t matter that he loved you more than any other breather. He couldn’t tell you. It was too late.

Beetlejuice knew he was broken, and now he had broken you too. And the thought of that made him want to die again and again.

You tried to speak but no words were able to escape your throat. You wanted to apologize, to tell him that no other guys mattered, that you could start over and figure it out.

But you couldn’t.

Instead, a strange sob came out, and you tried to shield yourself in the shadows of the alley so that he couldn’t see you. Beetlejuice cocked his head, a sad expression on his pale face.

“I should, uh, probably go then,” he said, his gravelly voice low. He usually relished in making breathers cry, but now he couldn’t even bare to look at you as tears streamed down your face.

You nodded, signaling that you wanted him to leave. “I’m…fuck, I’m sorry,” he said. He didn’t really know what else to say, the air thick between you.

You turned around to face him, salt stinging your eyes. But he was gone. Not even a stupid puff of green smoke left behind.

‘It’s for the best,’ you thought as you walked home alone.

Of course, you knew that thought wouldn’t stick; you knew you’d last three days maximum before you summoned that demon again.

Old habits die hard.

*****

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