#also i. handwrote mine because why not

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CFWC Writer of the Month: Gryffindordaughterofathena

Each month CFWC highlights one of our many talented fanfic writers and this month’s writer of the month is @gryffindordaughterofathena​! We hope you will enjoy learning more about her and her work below! Writer is selected at random. More info can be found on the navigation page.

Blog:  @gryffindordaughterofathena

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1- When did you start playing Choices? What's the first book you played? 

Spring of 2020! The first book I played was Desire and Decorum, I was also playing the Freshman on the side for diamonds 

2- When, and why, did you join Choices fandom?

September 2020, After I had completed Open Heart Book 1 and played the first few chapters of Book 2 that were available, I was trying to find more content, so I googled Ethan Ramsey and it took me to @jamespotterthefirst Bree's fic Lovely, from there I went down the rabbit hole of the fandom and soon had to make a blog to read and interact more. 

3- How did you pick your url name? 

Before Choices two of my biggest hyperfixations were (still are) Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, so I just mashed my Hogwarts House and Godly Parent to make an url because "Gryffindordaughterofathena" sounds very cool! 

4- Go back to your archive and tell us about the first post on your Choices blog. 

This post of me squealing about the last chapter of Open Heart book 2. Before that it was all reblogs from other people. 

5- How long have you been writing fanfiction?

For this fandom since November 16, 2020 right after Open Heart Book 2 ended, I have some unpublished Harry Potter and Percy Jackson fanfics from around 2015 though

6- What is your favorite Choices book to write about?

Open Heart forever and always! 

7- Share the first fanfic you wrote with us. Do you still like it or would you change anything about it?

Whispered to The Stars Honestly speaking, I love all my works, I wrote them, I feel like I am obligated to love them, also this fic was what started it all for me, the outpouring of love I had for the fic is extremely heartwarming. I like what I wrote in there, so no changing anything for me. 

8- What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Definitely 5 Stages of Grief I wrote it at a time when I had nothing I was sure about, my life, my career, my friends and sure as hell my writing, this mini series of about 540 words came to me at the middle of the night and I handwrote it and it might seem very cliché story writer of me, but every word came from somewhere deep within me and once I wrote the last line it seemed that something changed, with Diana (My MC) finding her way through her depression, it felt like I was finding mine. 

9- Do you have a fic that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to be, but it could use a little more love?

Probably It's All in the Chemistry, which was a rewrite of Open Heart Book 3 Chapter 1, I had a feeling that since there are so many authors who write amazing chapter rewrites, mine would probably be unnecessary and not so well received, but I was pleasantly surprised by the love it got. 

10- What is your specialty as a fanfic writer?

I don't know if this can be counted as a specialty or if I even have one, but I think it's emotions, I like dealing with the way my characters' hearts work, how each of their convictions make them act differently. People who read my work would probably say tearing hearts apart in less than 300 words so there's that too 😆

11- If you could write only angst, fluff, or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why? 

A tough decision but probably Angst (but with happy endings) so that no matter how sad someone is they can feel the hope of things getting better. 

12- Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MC’s or in your writing?

Definitely! Diana is a projection of myself, she's what I would become if I were someone who saved lives for a living. Her ideals are mine own and her actions are what I'd do in her situations. 

13- What element of writing do you struggle with most?

Finding the right voice for my characters, I often feel that they are all very similar. I've been working on it, so here's hoping I can improve. 

14- Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?

My Murder Mystery AU called "Love and Lies", I'd probably get it done sometime in the future. 

15- If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to read your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you recommend they read first?

It would depend on the person honestly. If it's someone who'd read without dismissing it for being fan fiction then sure. One of my best friend's has even read a few of my works. 

I'd recommend Five Stages of Grief and A Million Cuts A Million Waves at first. 

16- Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing?

So many! From Fanfic Writers, there's Terr @terrm9​  who's writing is absolutely beautiful and I have tried putting in that soft casual intimacy of a homely feeling in my works as she does in her's and there's also Ruby @starrystarrytrouble​ if you read her writing you'll see the kind of rhythmic cadence her words have which I have tried emulating into my own. From published writers, I love English writers like John Green, Leigh Bardugo, Holly Black and Bengali authors like Suchitra Bhattacharya, Sirshendu Mukhopadhyay and Satyajit Ray. To be honest I think every writer imparts something into a reader's works and mine is probably an amalgamation of every writing I have ever loved. 

17- Which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series? 

Probably My Fix It series and Also Whispered To The Stars because I think it has an aesthetic quite Short Film-ish. 

18- Do you write original stories?

Sometimes!

19 -  What other hobbies do you have?

I love reading, making jewelry, listening and analyzing songs and gardening and I don't know if this counts as a hobby but I also love playing with my two hyperactive, slightly feral cats! 

20 - What’s your favorite emoji? 

🥺 this one! I don't know if it's my favorite one but it's most definitely my most used emoji, because I am at a constant state of 🥺🥺🥺

21: BONUS - tell us anything you’d like (if you want to).

First of all thank you @choicesficwriterscreations for selecting me! And secondly, this fandom is my safe space, my little corner of the internet with my little internet friends (most of whom sleep when I am awake) and this place will forever hold a very special place in my heart ❤

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tagged by my beloved @tiptapricot​ to play music bingo 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

(boards below the cut)

tommee tippee’s:

my own:

severely doubt anyone could could anywhere close to a bingo on My board so i’m not gonna bother to tag anyone but if you’d like to take the challenge, here’s the blank board:

#pant rambles #tag game #thank you tip ilyyyy #also i. handwrote mine because why not #also also can you all tell i went outside border in and started running out of artists by the end sbhsjbsjhsbhs

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Hugsaku 2021

Day 2 - Don’t Touch Me | “I don’t want your help!”

I handwrote my first three entries for this, this part being the last one I handwrote. I was able to start typing it out after this, thankfully, since that was a lot easier. 

This is the third part of a continuous fic I’m writing for hugsaku week: Yusaku ends in Heartland with no idea of how he got there or how to get home, and Yuma commits to helping Yusaku out. I’m also posting the whole story together on ao3. I’ll post the link to it in the notes. I hope you enjoy!

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“What do you mean you don't like hugs?"

"I don't like people touching me. At all.”

Yusaku walked ahead of Yuma, pulling on the jacket of his school uniform. His hands had gone into muscle memory to loosely tie his tie around his neck. Pulling it too tightly felt uncomfortable, like a noose around his neck, but this made him look more sloppy and disheveled. He didn't dislike that. It seemed to be a fairly average look for boys his age. Yuma, meanwhile, had just changed out of his school uniform and into an outfit similar to what he'd worn when he met Yusaku; Yuma had just gotten out at school. For some reason, Yuma had thought it was a good idea to let Yusaku sleep until he got home, rather than wake him up so he could begin his search to get home. Yusaku didn't need that much rest. Between that and Yuma’s apparent constant desire for physical contact, he was a little annoyed. 

“How can you not like hugs? They’re good for the soul!" 

"Alright, boys, hold it right there." 

Both boys turned around to look up at Yuma’s older sister, Kari. Most of her red hair was kept back in a ponytail, but her bangs framed her face . Like Yuma, she had some strands of pink hair, a fact that made Yusaku pull self-consciously at the pink strands in his own hair. She always seemed to stick to casual clothes since she was old enough to be done with school. She wore a nice blouse under a hooded vest, as well as galaxy print leggings. Kari sighed, her attention focused on Yuma. "Yuma, leave him alone and apologize.” 

"But Kari- "

Kari cut him off. " I thought we taught you better than this, Yuma. No means no, If he doesn't like being touched, that's all there is to it."

Yuma turned to Yusako, biting his lip. " You're right, Kari... Sorry, Yusaku.”

Yusaku shrugged. "It's okay," As long as Yuma backed off in the future, that was all that mattered in the end, he supposed.

Kari kept her attention on Yuma. "Now, is your room clean, or did you leave your clothes all over the place when you changed?"

"I'll, uh..." Yuma gulped. "I'll be right back!! " He dashed back towards his room at top-speed.

Kari rolled her eyes. "Sorry about him,” she said to Yusaku. "I know he can be a lot. 

Yusaku blinked. "Why is he so..."

"He's just like this with all his friends. And he's made a lot of new friends, lately. He insists anyone he duels is his friend. He's brought over more new friends in the past couple of months then I can count.”

“I'm not his friend. We didn't even duel; I declined his challenge." 

"That's probably enough for him.” Kari sighed. "I wish he wouldn’t duel so much. I know I'm hard on him about it, but someone has to be." She frowned at Yusaku. "He said you don't like to duel."

"Bad experiences." Yusaku shrugged, He refused to get any more specific than that, but he had a bit of respect for their mutual dislike of the game. "He said you don't like it either.”

“Most of it's because of him," Kari admitted. "Don't get me wrong, I love my little brother a lot. But that's actually the problem. Mom and Dad told me that dueling was going to put him in danger. I don't want to see him get hurt.” She sniffed. "I don't want to lose him. He's..." She sounded too upset to keep going from there. Yusaku didn't know how to respond to that.

Right in that moment, Yuma ran back into the room. “Okay okay, my room's clean now. Can we go?”

She recovered fast. "Fine, but you better be back before dark. You can't be late for dinner, and you still have homework to do!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'll do it!” Yuma said in a tone that sounded like he'd already forgotten about the homework. "Come on Yusaku, you gotta meet Bronk and Tori!" 

Tori and Bronte turned out to be two of Yuma’s friends. The three of them were in the same class, and Yuma and Bronk dueled against each other a lot. 

“The five us us can figure this out together for sure," Yuma declared after they all met up in a local park. Yusaku was confused about Yuma's math for a second, until he remembered the apparent existence of Astral. “Right .. " Tori placed her hands on her hips. "So what's your master plan to figure this out,Yuma?"

Yuma stared blankly at her.

“Figured.” Tori stuck her tongue out at Yuma, then looked more softly at Yusaku. "What about you, Yusaku? Any thoughts?

Yusaku’s first instinct was always to hack his way out of his problems. “I'd see what I can find out on a computer, but I left mine at home and Kari is busy with hers." And Kolter’s hacking hot dog truck was at the same place Yusaku’s computer was: home.

“Finally, someone with a brain,” Tori said. "You're in high school, so of course you'd be smarter than Yuma.” Yusaku knew better than to make an assumption like that. "There's computers at the library we can use. And the library's close by.” 

"Libraries make me itchy," Yuma mumbled. 

“Just because you don't like to read doesn't mean they can't be helpful!" Brank laughed. 

When they got to the library, Tori jumped onto the first computer they found. "So, Yusaku, where are you from?"

"Den City."

Tori typed the city into a search on the Internet, but no results came up. Den City apparently didn't exist. "Uh..." 

"That can't be right,” Yusaku reached around Tori to type other queries in to the search. He wasn't stupid enough to search for himself. He went out of his way to make himself as unmemorable and invisible as possible. But he tried other things. Den City High School. Akira Zaizen. SOL Technologies. Playmaker. Blue Angel. Link Vrains. It all came up with nothing. "There's no way…”

(“Maybe he really is from another world.”)

Pain throbbed in Yusaku’s head. This couldn't be right. "It's like my entire life just doesn't exist…” What was he supposed to do without Kolter or Ai? Who was he supposed to be if the Lost Incident never happened or if he wasn’t Playmaker? Now what did he do? 

Yuma, Tori, and Bronk each shared a look. “We'll just have to work even harder to help you get back home, then.” 

"I don't even know if I can get home.” If he remembered how he got here, he could at least try reverse engineering that, but Yusaku didn’t even have that much. He was alone, in a strange place where he didn't exist. He had nothing here to drive him, no reason to keep going.I have nothing to go on,” Yusaku muttered to himself. "What’s the point?"

“There's still a chance. It's small, but as long as it's there it's worth trying. We can't give up yet,” Yuma insisted.

Yusaku stared blankly at him. "’We'? I never said I wanted your help. Actually, I don't want your help.” All he was doing was wasting their time. “Just leave me alone." 

Tori and Bronk actually laughed at that. "You really don't get it, do you?” Tori asked. "Asking Yuma not to help someone is like telling a bird not to fly." 

"It's about feeling the flow!" Yuma added. "And right now, I’m feeling it. Now that we're friends, I'm not giving up. I don't care if you think it's hopeless, Yusaku. It might look that way, but there's always hope deep down if you look hard enough. We're going to get you home."

"Now that you're friends with Yuma, you can't get out of it,” Bronk added. “Yuma always does everything he can to help his friends. And any friend of Yuma's a friend of ours, too, so now you're stuck with all of us." 

Yusaku couldn't really get it. His idea of friendship was clearly different from theirs. But he could see he couldn't talk them out of it. "If you're not going to give up, I guess I have no choice. It looks like I can't give up, either." 

"Great!" Yuma pumped his fist into the air. “Can we do a group hug?" 

Some part of Yusaku felt like he needed it. "Yeah." 

The three of them gathered next to Yusaku and brought him into a gentle but firm hug. Comforting and grounding. For a moment, Yusaku really believed they might be able to get him back home.

#hugsaku #hugsaku2021 #yugioh zexal #yugioh vrains #tater writes #this part introduces some new characters...don't get your hopes up for any vrains characters yet though

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so prompted the other day from someone commenting on one of my personal posts lamenting on my poor time management skills and how I was a good-ish student without studying etc during early high school and then by year 10 I had fuck all idea how study..... I decided to look up adhd in girls. like obviously i am not self-diagnosing myself with it bc i know that it’s a super common and serious behaviour condition. but holy fuck, i just read something about it that hit me so fucking hard that.... fuck me. i just feel so attacked:

obviously I don’t relate to the softball practice bc I never did extracurriculars and I hated sport lmao. but the writing/writer bit. and “working overtime” to get a high grade on my english assignments..... as well as over-practicing my drama stuff at home and wanting my performances to be perfect.... i was known to basically everyone as a student who should’ve been in the top English class. but it was wrested away from me bc of my lack of understanding and appreciation for shakespeare in a year 8 in class assessment on Romeo & Juliet “being starcrossed lovers” that I basically failed bc I came out with a D instead of an A or a B. like fuck. this hit me hard.

they had another point about how the girl with adhd is usually the class helper- like I was in my english classes. bc I would edit everyone’s work, be their living thesaurus & dictionary, as well as giving everyone answers on the assigned texts, because i was the only person in my class who was bothered enough to read the texts in full and enjoy them. then I never received much thanks for it.

but my maths homework? never done. or my very occasional maths take-home assignments? done by my dad at the last minute when I remembered that excel was, in fact, an actual thing. hell I didn’t even do my CLASS WORK most of the time. i instead either half wagged my maths classes (I have several posts on this behaviour lmao) or purposely “fell asleep” in my maths classes as a joke for everyone to “wake me up (wake me up inside)” like Jeff from the wiggles. bc I thought it was funny. but now I’m 24 and never (really) learned how to read a graph or learned how to calculate the mean/median and average & range and mode or whatever the fuck, etc etc. like yeah. my maths is absolutely abysmal.

my geography homework and assignments? barely ever done. and again, at the vexation of the poor kids who were assigned to sit next to me and my year 9 geo teacher who liked me, my geo class work was never done to standard. and I would pull the same “wake up Jeff” routine in geography. even though I could’ve easily done well with that year 9 teacher and my year 10 geo teacher too bc at least we also got along.

my history homework and assignments? done, depending on the teacher, the topic and the type of history. like I was useless at modern history (bc I disliked it- especially australian history lmao minus Vietnam and maybe a bit of the Cold War era spy stuff... it was the politics lmao). but, on the other hand, I was pretty good at ancient history (until I had to try and write a historical essay- and that fucked me up big time in years 11/12 and also uni). i was also mega good at aboriginal studies (like aboriginal cultural history) when I swapped schools. but I dropped out of it, due to my fear of the major project which I knew I wouldn’t meet.... bc it was literally like 50% of the total subject mark at the end of year 12.

so then my focus aside from english & ancient history in year 12 became community and family studies/cafs/social studies and my technical theatre and events management course. which both ended up with marks near the 70s, I think, at the end of year 12. my teachers were good so I went okay.

my science homework? done sometimes, depending again on the topic and the teacher.... but also that one time one teacher wanted me to go to the regional science fair bc he thought my project was good.... but I didn’t do it bc i thought my work wasn’t that good and I didn’t want to do the extra effort of the boards and presenting it.... ESPECIALLY since I’d written that coke/coca-cola was “burp fuel” in my intro. like. burp fuel??? at the regional science fair? oh god. no. no thank you. that’s mortifying both back then AND now, looking back at it. but then again, maybe that’s the part my teacher wanted me to omit in the “clean up”/editing of my work for the science fair lmao. my biology stuff in years 11/12 though? awful. so much so that I solely passed year 12 bio with the miracle of mark scaling. and this was despite the efforts of one of my friends trying to tutor me in our shared free periods.

and obvs my PE stuff was never done.... even that one assessment that was writing/illustrating a kids book about how to be healthy. which if I’d done it, I would’ve probably gone well. but it was my utter distrust of the PE/sport faculty and loathing of sport, and also the fact that when I tried to write it; it didn’t seem authentic or genuine.... that drove me not to do that assignment.

aside from academics/grades.... the other thing that hit me was that adhd girls are typically seen as the “funny/loud/tomboy” etc girls but are also exceedingly shy. like that full on attacked me too. bc it’s exactly like my flip from catholic school to public school. going from being the loud & funny sailor mouth girl who sometimes asked crass questions in PE due to the shows she watched and to see if people would laugh and did whack shit in her drama classes..... but with mostly topsy-turvy marks. to being the quiet shy and suddenly high achieving former private school girl at public school who never did any loud shit out of the blue. like. yeah. like now when I look back at my facebook statuses about me in drama class or other dumb shit I did outside of drama class in catholic school I’m like “hmmm, can’t relate” and “what the FUCK that was ME??? I don’t know her.” bc of the nervous wreck that I actually am lmao.

there was one more point to that was like “adhd boys will typically sit “with one foot on their chair in class”. and I was like. “hmmm. why does that remind me so vividly of my year 7 geo teacher/year 9 commerce teacher frequently labelling me as a “health hazard” bc I’d sit cross legged on my chairs during class????”

I also had a flashback while reading that particular article, to how, in primary school, my teachers regularly encouraged the kids who were assigned to sit beside me on table groups or whatever in class; to put a ruler between us to mark out our separate sides of the desk; so that whoever sat next to me had their own desk space and I had mine.... all bc my side was frequently unorganised/messy. that’s because when I physically handwrote things, I’d tire quickly and so slouch in my seat a bit and put my head on my other arm to write (this is my condition hypotonia/developmental coordination disorder).... so I took up a load of desk space doing that. while the other person’s side of the desk was usually neat and ordered and they obvs didn’t have my posture etc when physically handwriting something. like I’d try to have my side neat & ordered like everyone else, but it always ended up in a state of disarray somehow. like HOO BOY IT’S ALL ADDING UP.

but also yeah. I’m not self-diagnosing bc that’s such common thing on this site. but. like. yeah I need to get to a psychologist or a psychiatrist and see. because so many things are adding up and maybe I do have some overlapping traits from adhd???? bc as ive said before, my condition hypotonia/developmental coordination disorder, has some links with adhd apparently, from what I’ve read recently on it. and it’s really starting to interfere with my life bc I can’t use a diary properly etc and don’t know how to hold myself accountable with deadlines other than doing everything to the last minute until I burn out, monumentally.

anyway.

don’t reblog this please. lmao. it’s just a musing.

#life #about me #shut up ilona

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wip meme

tagged by both @risquetendencies and @matsinko, thank you!!

i’m working on like a bazillion things at once, which is... what writing is about, i guess /chugs a shot glass of green tea i also recently did a wip thread on twitter with several screenshot previews, so here’s my shameless promo of that............

mhabb fic - tododeku + most of the cast up to training camp arc?

the deadline’s changed for this one which is good for me because i hit a major block, but i’ve been very ambitious with this one, plot-wise. it’s set in a fictional japanese city where no one has superpowers but UA is still a prestigious school; there’s vigilantism involved, college kids, thank gods for uraraka, awkward flirting, gods bless midoriya inko, todoroki angst, bakugou fucking katsuki, platonic cuddling, and then some wannabe hero action stuff. fun times, if i ever figure out how to write midoriya properly.

owl-setter character study - akaashi-centric, subtle bokuaka

this is me projecting onto my faves again, but it’s along the same vein as the angsty bokuto study i did a long while ago. not a companion piece, but will probably go in the same collection... focuses on akaashi and his anxiety + hand habits, he has a little brother, he’s trying his best, he’ll be okay. this monster is already 10k words and i’m still only two-thirds done, rip me

“prompto manifesto” - prompto-centric, angsty

i want to try my hand at the prompto angst and potential that square dropped out the window. this one will explore his niff past, briefly touching on the human experimentation + possible side effects, his lonely childhood, his friendship with noctis and the rest, and how he grows and flourishes despite and with all that. most likely bends canon quite a bit, will be heavy on the high school era and hurt/comfort, and will probably end pre-road trip from hell. i love prompto, i swear i do, but there’s just so much angst potential in this sunshine kid........

talk me down iwaoi - post high school, aaaangst

most of this fic is found scribbled in the margins and in between my notes for sociology class, so that tells you something. inspired by the song “talk me down” and will focus on this one night where oikawa decides to finally visit iwaizumi at 3am in the fucking morning after a year or more of radio silence... i’m in the process of typing up the broken scenes i handwrote but i also want to insert voicemail/text messages from iwaizumi in between the scenes?? so idk when this will be finished but i want to do it right because if you’ve heard that song, you know why. it’s worth it. add this to the pile of iwaoi angst this fandom seems to like so much,,

witchy business - original fic, urban fantasy-ish??, gayyyy

this is probably more of a fandom wip meme? but pls just hear me out on this pet project of mine since... last autumn! basically haoyu (浩宇) runs a tea shop with his ah-mah and absentee father, but it also doubles as a magic shop upstairs!! except haoyu does not want anything to do with magic at all. he’s good at it, but you must be at least level 15 friend to unlock his ~tragic backstory~. one day, reese comes in, looking for some rare items to make a magic charm, and pretty much falls in love with the shop and with haoyu, because i’m weak and these are my OCs, they can be as sappy as they want. reese is a pretty capable witch, but he’s on the run from his family because they suck and also he ran off with a rare spellbook, smh reese. he ends up moving into the spare room in the shop and helping out---which leads to some Conversations and Discoveries between haoyu and reese. i mostly have character sketches and short scenes to figure out who these kids are, but this is my go-to comfort universe to write in at the moment!!

idk who hasn’t done this yet, but please feel free to share and @ me!! i love to know about these things and i know we all love to share our babies ehehe

#milktea got tagged #beanfics #i love talking about wips #also shameless promo for my twitter #follow for more dumb memes but mostly angry crying at anime and school #i've been busy with saso though so all i'm writing these days is....... ffxv