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hyunnows · 3 years

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when they weren't your bias as your boyfriend | skz

► RATING: pg

► CONTENT/WARNINGS: fluff, crack

► A/N: I did one for BTS and it ended up my first post to reach 100 notes, so i thought STAYs might enjoy it too! BTW apologies if the members are a little off, I'm still learning how to write them. Please like and reblog to show love!

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◤ c h a n

“[Y/N], when were you going to tell me?” he feigns a glare, hands on his hips as he waits for you to face him.

You lift a brow, confused on what he was on about this time, “Tell you what?” and your mouth dries when he holds up your old notebook, specifically opened to a page filled with multiple pictures and drawings of Felix and hearts floating around the page, “How did you find that?”

“I’m always watching...” he mumbles creepily, his face in an evil grin now, “So, is Felix still your bias?”

Flushed, you pull the book away from him, holding it to your chest in embarrassment, “No, that was a while ago...” the blush on your cheeks fueling his teasing behavior even more.

“I hope,” leaning into you for a peck, winking. He knew he was at least your bias now.

◤ m i n h o

“Minho, stop whining! You’re literally my boyfriend, he’s not my bias anymore!” You exclaim, exasperated.

"But him?" He quirks a brow, a slight teasing yet taunting tone in his voice, "Babe, he's my best friend and he's great and all, but c'mon."

You stare at him puzzled, "Yeah, Han is awesome, that's why I biased him..."

Holding your small warm hands in his large cool ones, he leans his head by your ear, "But I'm better, right?"

"..."

"[Y/N]!"

◤ c h a n g b i n

“... Have you seen my arms?” he questions, pouting slightly, “Chan’s aren’t nearly as big.”

“I have and trust me, you're definitely my bias now Binnie," you blush, squeezing his bicep gently. "But, arms aren't how I decide Changbin. If that were the case Innie would be my biggest bias wrecker-"

Pouting at you in jealousy at the younger's name, "Babe you don't mean that..."

"You're right I don't, I love you and only you."

Smiling, he leans in for a peck, before watching your eyes stray to the fox-like boy in faux innocence. Placing your hand on his arm, he squeezes your palms on his bicep, "Feel my arms again, I think you need to."

◤ h y u n j i n

"-you're lying!" He exasperated, dramatically pretending to sob, "My [Y/N], my sweet [Y/N], wrote fanfiction for Jisung? How- is it because he raps better?"

"I- Hyunjin I'm literally dating you," you giggle, holding his flailing arms, "I just liked Jisung more at the beginning."

"Had you seen me yet? I mean you followed us since predebut there's no way he stood a chance against me, right?" He pauses, searching your face for reassurance, before panicking once again, "[Y/N] take it back! Delete the stories!"

"Okay, okay! You're so cute when you're jealous," chuckling at his pouty lips. You take the phone, logging into the site and readying to delete your hard work.

"Stop re-reading them and delete them already!"

◤ j i s u n g

Clinging to the dramatic squirrel, you bury your face in his chest, "That was two years ago! I haven't looked at Minho that way since we met!"

"Don't lie to me," he pretends to faint dramatically, "I've known from day one you were in love with my best friend!" Yelling extra loudly in hopes his members would hear.

"Sungie stoppp," you flush, embarrassed at your boyfriend's words, "You're embarrassing me!"

"Aha! You still care what he thinks of you! Hyung–!"

"Han Jisung GET BACK HERE!"

[L/N] [Y/N], cause of death: embarrassment from her boyfriend.

◤ f e l i x

Glancing at Changbin, he nods, poking your cheeks, "Mm, yeah I can see why you biased him," a fond smile on his cheeks, "I would too, Hyung is great."

You tilt your head, "You aren't the least bit jealous?"

"Of what? If anything, he should be jealous. Which one of us gets to hold you and kiss you every day?" His deep voice reverberating through your ears, a stark contrast to the sweet smile he wore so well. "Besides, he doesn't get to see you flushed adorably like this."

"This is why you're my boyfriend, always so sweet," you giggle, pecking his soft lips gently, "And you have such adorable freckles too!"

"I love you."

◤ s e u n g m i n

He shrugged, "That's nice."

Frowning, you poke him, "You don't care? My favorite of your group was literally Hyunjin and you don't care at all? You're my boyfriend..."

"Exactly. You're dating me, so it doesn't matter. Stop looking at his hair and come cuddle me," His voice perfectly balanced between soft and intimidating, although his sweet smile gave away his true emotions, "I love you and you love me, that's all that matters!"

"You big puppy," you tease, pulling his cheeks, "But doesn't it matter to you that Han thinks Africa is a country?"

"HE WHAT-?"

◤ j e o n g i n

"Oh," he mumbled, trying not to pout at your confession, "I mean, Chan is really great..."

Sensing his mood shift, you peck his cheek, holding his hand gently, "But I love you, not Bang Chan," a soft smile gracing your lips when the corners of his lips start to turn upwards. "Besides, you've been my bias for like, a year already!"

He nods in understanding, before suddenly realizing the problem in your words, "We started dating two years ago- [Y/N]? [Y/N]!?"

"I only love you, I promise!"

"No cuddles for a week!"

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flamminghotweedos · 4 years

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could you please do prompts 74 & 75 with JJ from outer banks?! I LOVED your last one, you're such a talented writer ugh

A/N: thANK YOU that made me go WHEE :) I hope you liked this one!

Also! I thin I’m gonna start doing outer banks preferences so let me know if/what you’d like to see!

Word Count: 1599

Requested: yes. #74 “are you listening to me?” And #75 “no I was too busy watching you undress in my head,” (two of my faves)

Pairing: JJ x reader

Warnings: the usual swearing, and some flirty JJ x reader goin on

~Wipe Out~

(Set in Season 1 Episode 3) (btw I listened to Evan Finds The Third Room by Khruangbin from this episode ON LOOP and holy shit it adds so much I recommend it)

“I’m so proud of you right now, holy crap,” JJ said to the soaking wet Pope who got back on the boat. Pope has just taken the plug from Topper’s expensive boat, and his face fell serious.

“JJ?” He started,

“Yeah?”

“You can’t tell anybody,”

“Oh yeah no. Totally dude,”

“No. I’m serious, dude. Not Kie, not John B, especially not Y/N. Nobody,” JJ put his hands in up in defense, knowing you, his girlfriend, would kill both of them if you found out.

“Yup. My lips are sealed. Give me that,” JJ took the plug from Pope’s band and threw it over board.

Miles over on the beach, you sat in the sand with your surf board, rubbing on it trying to get some of the build up off of it. You looked up and at the sun setting over the water, John B. and Kiara conversing as they floated on their boards. You smiled and heard JJ’s familiar voice from behind you.

“Board works better if you get in the water, babe,” You stood up and turned around, giving both Pope and JJ that look you had. The, you guys spent way to long to have been working, plus word got out of some Pogues on the golf course today...you two did something, kind of look. It worked every time. JJ was the hardest, blondie had the thickest skull. But Pope? Man, Pope was blurting the truth out to you in seconds. Even spoiled three of your surprise parties the other Pogues had tried to throw you.

“Don’t submit, dude,” JJ grabbed Pope’s arm with his free hand.

“I took the plug out of Topper’s boat today-“

“What?!” You yelled, making the two boys shush you and take a step forward.

“Him and Rafe teamed up on him today when he was out delivering,” JJ argued for Pope and he nodded, moving his hat slightly to show you the scar.

“Oh my god, Pope why didn’t you tell me?” You grabbed the side of his neck and examined the gash. “Did you clean it? Are you hurt anywhere else? Did-“

“Y/N, chill. I’m alright,” Pope smiled and adjusted the board in his hand and ran towards the water.

“Hey! Save some waves for us!” JJ yelled and Kiara responded, but your hand on JJ’s bare chest stopped him.

“JJ,” you have him a warning look. The sudden authority you had in your voice sent a unexpected chill down his spine. “You realize how much Pope could lose if he get caught?”

“He’s not gonna get caught, baby,”

“JJ, you don’t know that,” and unexpected rant started from you, but JJ couldn’t pay attention. You just looked so fucking good in the sunlight right now. The way your hair feel naturally from the sea water, the way your bathing suit complemented every curve of your body. Not to mention, JJ’s eyes couldn’t help but wonder from yours, to your lips, to your breasts and down. An endless loop of him remembering what’s underneath the bathing suit. If he had the skill, he could probably draw every inch of you from memory with how many times he’s stared at you.

“Not to offend you JJ, but I don’t think you’d be the college type. You’ve told me yourself. Pope? Pope has a scholarship he’s gotta chase after. Baby, you gotta promise me you’ll watch after him if anything does happen. And if anything happens to him tell me. My dad’s got enough Kook cash that we could bail him or you out, okay?” You noticed the way his lip was stuck between his teeth. He only ever did that if he was focusing really hard on something. “JJ? Are you listening to me?” You asked and stepped forward, now only a few inches from you boyfriend.

“Huh?” His eyes finally met yours again, “no. No I was too busy watching you undress in my head,” you were taken back by his honesty. You blinked and few times and shook your head, leaning in for a kiss, your free hand cupping his cheek, patting it when he tried to deepen the kiss.

“Maybe later,” you pulled back and winked. You turned and walked off towards the water, feeling two familiar eyes stay on you. You weren’t worried about if JJ listened to that rant specifically. You knew he’d do the right thing in that situation.

“Hang on! Maybe?!” He called back and ran after you. You quickly straddled your board and started to paddle towards your other friends.

“If you wipe out less than five times, I guarantee you I’ll undress for you tonight,” you said once he caught up to you. He smirked and held his hand out, to close the deal. You took his hand and shook it, but as quickly pulled towards him, water splashing on both of you as he pressed him lips on yours. The salty sea water now on the taste on your tongue.

“Come on now! Remember the new rule!” John B. yelled as the other three paddled toward you two, pulling away from each other, you smiled to your friends. “If pogues are gonna Mack pogues, you either gotta not do it in front of the others or warn us,” you quickly took your hand, splashing water towards John B.

“Consider that your warning,” you all laughed, and Kie nodded and gestured for you all to start surfing.

And you kept count of JJ. The first wave he simply stood up and road out. Then the second wave, he did noting but stand up. You caught on to his tricks.

“Come on Jay! Not confident in your own skill?!” You yelled over as you road out a wave of your own, watching him smile and shake his head before paddling further out. The next wave, he did a few of his spins and turns. Next wave was bigger than he expected, catching him off guard and slipping into the water. The same on the next, yet he fell off when he tried to top the wave.

“That’s two, JJ!” You yelled and straddled your board. Kie floated over towards you, laughing.

“I’m afraid to ask,” you looked over at her, nothing the moon had started to come up.

“He wouldn’t pay attention when I was talking to him earlier,” you sighed as he skillfully spun and road the next wave out, sticking his tongue out at you as he passed. “So we made a bet, if he didn’t wipe out more than five times...I’d-“

“Got cha,” Kiara nodded with a giggle and watched Pope. surf through the tube.

“Ladies,” John B. said and floated over, you three catching some air. “What are we doin?” He asked as JJ raced Pope to a wave.

“Trying to get JJ to wipe out,” Kie said as you all kept their eyes on the two boys.

“Do I wanna know?”

“Just a bet we have,” you smirked and John B. nodded.

“How many times has he wiped out?” Just ask he asked, JJ got cocky, going for his normal rodeo turn at the peak, but his board got caught and flipped from underneath him.

“That’s five now, JJ! You sure you wanna try again?!” you yelled, teasing your boyfriend and he straddled his board and put his hands on his hips.

“JJ! Get some air on this one!” John B. yelled back. JJ looked at you, hopelessly tired, but his hard headedness made him turn his board and paddle out further. He started to effortlessly ride the wave out, it growing as it neared the shore. JJ gained some speed and looked for a water ramp. Once he found it, he maneuvered his board up the wave. The four of you, Pope floating towards you more, all yelled as JJ caught the air he was going for, but the cheers made him cocky. Turning his body to try and spin his board a little in air, he missed the flat of the wave, slipping from the board and flopping on the whitewater.

“Ooh,” you all winced, laughing slightly.

“I’ll go check on him, head to shore we’ll catch up,” you giggle as the other three started to paddle away, you laid on your stomach and paddle towards JJ. He was now laying on his back on his board, taking deep breaths.

“Don’t say a word,” he warned once you floated over. You grabbed on to his board in order to stay together in the moon lit water.

“That was actually pretty impressive,” he let out and laugh and he sat up on his board, smirking over to you.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah...but you lost so...I won’t be undressing for you tonight,” you shrugged, all ready with an idea in your head. JJ could tell, and played along.

“So you won...what’s your prize?” He asked as you two began to size up the next wave to ride to shore.

“You have to undress me tonight,” with that you shot a wink and paddled before standing up on your board and riding the wave to shore.

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teenuviel1227 · 6 years

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Post-It Notes: We Were Sitting On That Sofa

Okay, so. I know that I had initially intended on this series being something that came out after each fic, but when you upload as frequently as I do (I’m not bragging, sometimes I wish I could kind of stop myself, exercise some control) sometimes it gets really hard to keep track. Recently, someone left the sweetest comment saying that my notes for I Was Me, You Were You helped them get out of their writing slump and I remembered all of these notes that i still had in reserve, figured that it might be something fun to do for myself as well between these writing marathons I’ve been going on for the Day6 Ship Weeks that I’ve been running (it’s currently Dopil week btw). So let’s get crackalaking.

(If you haven’t read this fic yet, you can access it here. Fair warning: I’d suggest you read the fic before the notes because there are definitely spoilers.)

The Main Idea

I was inspired by this documentary that I watched a couple of years ago about people who got through the 2008 recession by being camboys/camgirls/camcouples. I found it so interesting that in an era where housing and real estate and training and business development were industries that were being deemed unprofitable or superfluous, something like camming (read: amateur porn) was still selling like hotcakes. I was also interested in the fact that camming isn’t always an invasive thing--sometimes it’s a strip tease, sometimes it’s just people talking. And then I watched Zach & Miri Make A Porno which is a really funny film about best friends who start producing porn parodies and eventually are forced to film a flick together and it’s awkward and sweet and they both realize that they’re in love.

The Married-But-Not Dynamic

So I just thought: why not write an AU about that? Except turn it up: I wanted this AU to not just be about the phenomenon of amateur porn or the hilarity of porn parodies or two people realizing that they’re in love. I also wanted it to be about co-dependence and the things that people are often afraid to say or talk about.

In this AU, my main prompt for Jae and Brian’s relationship was “being married but being too afraid to admit it”--I thought of all of the concrete things that you could share with someone, how far I could push it before they eventually had to talk about it. My list was:

1. Loans (It doesn’t get more solid than co-signing a bank loan, under legal liability.)

2. Space (I also thought about how Jae and Brian are roomies which kind of made it easier--except I upped the ante and made the situation so that they both actually each had a room, they just preferred cuddling, not that they’d ever admit that to each other.)

3. Friends (In this sense, I was also inspired by the best show to ever be cancelled, Happy Endings. That show is basically about college buddies who are still very much involved in one another’s lives. And I wanted their friends to be close-knit--enough so that they would agree to the porn parodies and also enough so that they would be frustrated enough to force Jae and Brian to eventually talk about their feelings. Also, the more common friends you have, literally, the harder it is to run away from each other.)

Nuances of Writing Porn-y Scenes vs. Explicit Love Scenes

This is a question that people ask me a lot on Curious Cat (or used to? I feel like since I went off on that one anon who kept on asking me why I love Brian so much people have gotten a bit scared of leaving me CCs hahaha) was how to write love scenes that were explicit but tasteful, not cringey. The premise of this AU really forced me to deal with that and in the end, it kind of boiled down to a couple of factors.

1. Dialogue

I’ve noticed that playing with dialogue has more to do with the overall aura or outcome of an explicit scene than whether you outright say c*ck or balls or use euphemisms. I find that the subtler the dialogue, the more connective the scene comes off--and more heavy-handed it is (”oh yeah, give it to me”), the more porn-y it turns out. So if you’re writing a love scene with the former in mind, but you’re drawing from porn-as-research mostly, I’d say tinker with the dialogue. Take it down a notch. And if you’re going for the latter and “working from previous experience” then just up the ante, turn up the volume, make them say things that you would never be caught dead saying but which you feel like you’ve heard somewhere before.

2. Psychic Distance

For those of you guys who may not know what psychic distance is, it’s how attached the narrator is to the character. So in first person, obviously, that’s super close. In third person omniscient, it’s super detached. I find that for more parody-like, pornier scenes, using huge psychic distance is key: the more far-out you zoom, the more ridiculous a sex scene seems. The more highlighted things like awkward movements and ridiculous shapes, smells, sounds are, the funnier things seem. And if you’re going for something more romantic, then internal dialogue is always the way to go--that way you highlight emotional things more. Not just what happens but how the characters feel about it.

The Big Question

This won the Twitter poll of which of the notes you guys would want to see first and I feel like the big, burning question on everyone’s minds when they voted for this was did you watch a porn parody to be able to write about this? The answer to that is both yes and no. Have I watched a porn parody before? Yes, but it was in 2009 and it was a Pirates of the Carribean one and it was so bad. Did I watch one specifically for this? Nope but I guess that’s where the imagination bit kicks in too: basically I took everything I loved (Star Trek, LOTR) and just cut out all subtlety. This was definitely the most fun part of writing this AU. It was so cringey but in the best way.

My Only Regret

I loved writing this AU for the most part and was pretty content with it until someone commented that they were worried about what Jae and Bri would do for income since they decided not to air that last special they filmed together because it wasn’t porn, it was something more intimate, more private. And this insightful reader said that they were concerned about 1. how that would affect their standing with the people who pre-paid for the Christmas Special and 2. how Jae and Bri would make their living now following the implied subsequent backlsah. That is one of the most brilliant comments I’ve ever received on a fic and it freaking haunts me to this day. Like. Dude. I wish I’d fleshed that out but for the record--I think they eventually move onto other things like indie short films and they only delay the special until Pil and Dowoonie recover from the flu enough to film it again. xD

#fanfiction #day6 fanfic

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punkascas · 7 years

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Fic Author Interview

tagged by: the wonderfully talented and incredibly sweet @amirosebooks ❤

tagging: @iggyw @tenoko1 @casolantern @schmerzerling @amazinmango @serricoj @rainbofiction @coffeeandcas @topaz-eyes @angelofthemoor @culumacilinte @coplins

im going to do this from the slightly broader perspective of creative writing in general (since i write fic but i also write scripts and things for my job). also this is v long. sorry.

What inspires your work most? (The show it is based on, the actor who portrays a certain character, maybe the character itself…? It could even be an experience.) so generally my inspiration is (in order): (a) my own life experiences, (b) some kind of commentary i want to make about the source material or about fiction or fandom in general, and (c) the characters themselves and the aspects i love in them, especially trying to find ways to play with the duality of their personalities, the good aspects and the negative ones. i’ve known for a long time that what drives me to create is that i want to make other people feel less alone. you know those times to read something or there’s a line someone says, and you’re like, yes, yes, that’s me; no one’s ever gotten that before or at least never put it so perfectly into words, whatever that experience/feeling might be. i want to give people that moment with anything i create. there’s also a lot of things that i’ve experienced in my life that come up relatively often in fiction, or at least in fic, and a lot of it usually is off-putting to me. it never resonates. it’s melodramatic or simply inaccurate, and i think is often written by someone who doesn’t have the lived experience to pull from. so i always want to add my voice to the pile and benefit from my own experiences to make those kinds of tropes and situations more realistic and relatable -- to me, but hopefully also to others. like generally every character backstory or character arc i write in fic is something pulled from my own life. like it’s probably twisted or adapted somewhat, because i’m not into being autobiographical. but as an example, in faith healer, this bit: Memory degrades with time. Maybe as a child he knew that somehow. He knew that there would be a second, slower death across time, as she became more of idea than person, and so he clung onto specific moments as a talisman for Mom: I had a mom once; this was my mommy. He remembers her hands best. The way her skin was thin and dry, but her fingers strong, and the way they'd close around his hands. The way she would press in love and good luck and humility when he misbehaved with a squeeze to his chubby, too small hands. Second best he remembers her laugh, the way her mouth moved around a smile, the warmth in it, tinged with embarrassment whenever someone startled it out from her. The rest of the memories are vague, more like facts he can read out of a mental police blotter than lived experience. She used to wear some kind of fleece robe in the winter, thick and pilled, creating a soft cushion between her breasts for his head to rest when he sat in her lap for a story. He thinks the robe was red. She used to bake things from scratch and used to let him pretend to help. On Sundays she did laundry, down in the basement. He followed her once, asking when Dad would come back, and she paused on the landing, basket of clothes cocked on her hip, and wouldn't go any further until he went back upstairs. The basement, she said, was too dangerous for him, dark and damp. She wanted him to be safe. She always cut the crust off his sandwiches. that is my experience of my grandmother’s death. when she died i knew i would forget over time the specific details of her, so i picked a couple to remind myself of daily so i’d never forget them. and that was her hands and her laugh. and i do have that memory of her doing the laundry and standing on the landing to the basement asking her where my dad was and when he’d be back (he was on an 18 month voyage to africa - my dad is a sailor). and she did always cut the crusts off my sandwiches for me. (and btw i can’t ever re-read that passage with crying.)

What is your favorite fandom to write for? i mean, usually whatever my main fandom is at the time? which right now is spn. i did also enjoy writing potc fic and RDJ films sherlock holmes. i like writing characters who have a very strong but also very biased or unusual perspective on the world. they make for good unreliable narrators, which is something i love doing.

Which perspective do you prefer writing in? (First-person, third-person) always, always, always third-person limited is my go-to. i only write in first-person if the original source material is written that way (like ACD Sherlock Holmes) and i want to do a pastiche of that style.

Do you prefer writing reader fics or OCs? no. full stop. (okay, one caveat: i do like kidfic, but i am also SUPER PICKY about reading it bc im always looking for some accurate representations of parenthood and what it’s like to have a child. like kids are hard??? they’re hard and they make you worry and they drive you crazy and they have their own, weird, stubborn, fascinating views on life and the world. they’re not perfect angel children who exist only to be cute or ridiculously amazing mary sue geniuses. so yeah a well done kidfic where the kid is an OC i will read.)

Do you prefer writing longer works or one shots? given that every single WIP i have right now are fucking, horrible, lengthy novels,i want to say i prefer writing one-shots. i want TO BE ABLE to write one-shots. i used to do???? but yeah, i guess i really do enjoy plotting and world-building, which lends itself to creating monster plot bunnies instead of short stories or quick scenes.

Do you take requests? i do! do i ever actually get around to writing those requests is another question. but absolutely. send me prompts. ask for timestamps. if it speaks to me, and especially if it’s something i think i can write in less than 1000 words, i’ll most likely give it a go.

Do you enjoy getting random Asks? yes! always! i try to respond at least with in 72 hours. but yes please COME TALK TO ME ANYTIME.

What inspires the names for OCs (or extra character names) in your works? Do you pick them from real life or just select them at random? A mix? so with fic, i never really write OCs, or if i do, they’re p much a red shirt or like extra #243 or smth and therefore don’t have names. if a character has spoken dialogue or no on-screen dialogue but some impact on the plot, i’ll try to “cast” that part with a character from the source material. for example, in the family business (which i realise isn’t posted yet), there’s some issues with a rival gang that need resolving. i cast the head of the rival gang as a well-known character from spn that has generally served a rival or an enemy to the boys on the show. i like doing that bc i like the parallels it draws, especially when working with an AU, and the ability to explore characters and dynamics from a slightly (or not slightly at all but in fact completely divergent) angle. i follow the philosophy that part of the real cathartic nature of AUs and part of why we write them is the ability to offer commentary on the source material. that a good AU should offer commentary on the source material. they're both metatexts and paratexts simultaneously. the one caveat to this, again, is kidfic, because i like and i do write it (i’ve just never finished any of those fics enough to publish them). and then i try to name kids in the way i think their parents would name them. i try to put myself in the character’s headspace and try to figure out what name(s) would appeal to them. and if we talk about work, and the scripts i write, i mean all of that is basically OCs. so far every script i’ve written while employed by my current firm, i always stick in at least one instance of one of my dogs’ names. i also will make subtle film or tv references. like the script i just wrote, there were three characters, and the first character had already been named harold by our content lead. so i named the other two perry and harmony as a reference to kiss kiss bang bang. i’ve done all the clones from orphan black as OC names. i’ve done members of radiohead. if one of the scripts im writing already has a theme built into it for a specific pop culture reference (like yesterday one of the scripts i wrote was using yoda speech and star wars analogies as part of its marketing and engagement strategies) so i’ll name characters in line with that pop culture motif (so the star wars themed script has luke and ben and daisy and carrie as characters).

If your story(ies) have OCs, are their appearances based on real people or celebrities? If so, who? as mentioned above, i rarely include OCs and if i do, they’re unimportant stand-ins. so i never give much thought to how they look. offspring in kidfic i do think about how they look. if the actors who play the main characters have children, i’ll start there. like for dean and cas, i always look at jj and west and maison and try to figure out what a kid with some of those combined physical features might look like. i’ll also look at photos of the actors from when they were kids or teenagers and try to decide if these two people had a kid, what features would that kid inherit. for work, casting people depends on client expectations and design direction and budget, so it’s a different ballgame.

How long have you been writing fanfiction? i think the first fic i published was in 2002 or 2003. so 15 years i guess??? how has it been 15 years dude.

#tag games #kat talks #writing stuff #i heart fandom

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shonikado · 7 years

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I don't think the person this is meant for follows me and I don't know how well "hey here's a kind-of apology about this one thing i did, among thousands of others i never apologized for" would be taken anyway, but, I just realized I could make a post about this so, making a post

and then it devolves into D&D after a certain point, as is expected of me

"Shonikado continues to be a jerk who just wants to make everyone feel terrible about themselves."

so a while back there was an RP where there was apparently a cursed needle Character A had, and so Character B asked Character C to go grab a shonikado to test it on, and apparently it got turned into a doll, and then one of my characters apparently stabbed the doll in the face (why?? was he trying to see if it had stuffing??) and it bled and died, unless it was already dead. Also Character B made mention that she uses shonikados as ingredients in potions often

and I felt there was a disconnect in how players perceived that event, and how I perceived it

Like, to me, I'd always viewed shonikados as sentient beings on the same tier as humans - they may not be smart, they may scream a lot, they may cause a shitton of chaos and nonsense, and they may have an alarming mortality rate, but still, I thought they should be treated seriously

but I think there was a perception of them being pretty expendable and below that tier and cartoony. And I think the reason for that is because for the most part, that is actually how they were presented in canon. Which, here's the thing - included my own content. So we're left with this:

<Me> |shonikados are totally people| <Me> *acts like shonikados are not people* <Others> *treat shonikados like not people* <Me> |what are you doing, you should feel bad|

so I decided to go ahead and specifically craft an RP designed to make people feel bad for not having been mind readers. Also an unhealthy dose of "can't separate players from characters" in there, which is an issue I had in spades back then that I -hope- I'm over by now. (I don't know, though.)

so a malivari (who I knew WERE on people-tier) shows up, claims to be a detective investigating the disappearance of a shonikado named Brutton. Who, of course, was the one who got murderated, and in the process sets up characters talking about what I'd been aiming for. Which, I mean, it was specifically designed to evoke that

of course, that's a lot like designing an unfair trap in a dungeon. There's a hallway with a trapdoor that leads to deadly spikes, but you've got no way to know the trapdoor is there or even that there's any reason to suspect the hallway might be dangerous. And then the trapdoor happens and you die and it's not very fun because there was nothing you could do. Except, in this case, you've got the DM sitting there thinking, "even though this is the first trapped hallway in my campaign of 999 safe hallways, they totally should have been wary"

and also I don't want to underplay the spiteful nature here. Like, the quote above the readmore was something that I came to realize was pretty damn accurate.

what prompted me to make this post was both remembering this RP, -AND- remembering the RP I made to follow it up, that I never ended up running - this all happened when the RP community was either dying out or just winding down or maybe I was too busy with college, but point is, I never did my "apology" RP. So I'll just lay out what I remember of it.

I don't recall at all what the hook was, but I remember the heroes were supposed to end up finding out that Brutton - which is actually the name of the malivari - is actually pretty damn evil and has been collecting shonikados for the purpose of constructing a monstrous, powerful new form for himself. One of the shonikados managed to get away, preventing him from being able to complete his work, so he did some sleuthing to figure out where it ended up. After realizing it had been taken by TCD, he posed as a detective and played all the sympathy-grabbing cards he could in order to get ahold of the corpse, lying about pretty much everything. It being dead, and a doll, certainly was a setback to his plans, but it still functioned well enough to only be a small delay. And then, obviously, the heroes show up and beat him and the day is saved

I don't think that actually would have fixed anything but it was at least my way of saying "hey I know I fucked up, this'll patch over things a bit?" but, again, it never ended up happening. I do remember drawing Brutton's final form though (or maybe it wasn't his final form but his actual form and he sort of sloughed off a malivari form, that might've been it.) but the picture's probably on the mac and I have no idea where the mac is so it's basically as good as lost

but yeah, point is, I unintentionally set up an expectation, got upset when people acted according to it, and got really spiteful about it and designed an RP specifically to make everyone feel bad.

On the bright side, this experience stuck with me and has helped me avoid future issues. Here's some instances: 1. The players burned down a ratfolk village and murdered quite a lot of ratfolk. In my view, this was too extreme, but from the player's perspective, it made quite a lot of sense - the arsonist in particular is known to be a paladin whose vicious pursuit of justice leaves them morally ambiguous. So now, instead of having all the ratfolk end up in a village that goes "oh what monsters did this to you", there's gonna be a group of them that realize how horrible they were and seek redemption, while another continent doubles down on the evil. That way, the players don't feel like anyone's judging them for what they did, while still having the opportunity to think about what they should have done (which includes a possible "we should have finished them off"). 2. The barbarian found an axe that ended up turning into a monster that tried killing the party, so they killed it first, even when it started retreating. Later, she learned that the creature was part of a race that got locked in the form of weapons after an unsuccessful rebellion. She found this out by talking to one of said race members. In the past I'd probably have had them say "you shouldn't have killed them they were just really angry about imprisonment", but instead the barbarian was met with a level of sad understanding. Like, any amount of communication could have helped, but there was none, and so things went badly. 3. This is one I nearly fucked up - the flan's home city is going through issues with giants that are pretty unstable. I didn't tell the flan's player exactly what the situation was, and he did some things that, if he'd been told, he likely wouldn't have done. But in talking through this with the player ahead of time, I realized the city would not have been so unified on the issue to begin with, and that he would have a lot of people supporting him in addition to detractors. So his actions made sense, and my content became a lot more realistic.

That last one is kind of interesting to me because it spawns from the fact that even though I'm way better at avoiding spiteful consequences, I am still enamoured with consequences and can get blinded by the idea of presenting a different perspective on player actions. Like, where I think "this must be how ALL characters feel!" instead of "this is just one part of a larger picture that I think it'd be interesting to have the players consider". In addition, the flan's player was in a unique disconnect between player and character knowledge, because he was supposed to be ingrained in a city I hadn't explained to the player fully. Other player characters operate on footing approximate to their characters - you don't know what that purple axe-statue race is? Neither does your character. You don't know much about sentience magic? Neither does your character. Of course, they might do something their characters had no way of knowing that still has consequences that they'd DEFINITELY feel bad about, but if I do that without any sort of help... Well, there's the "spike trapdoor hallway" thing again.

I did catch one particularly dangerous instance regarding sentience magic - the reality-warping genie gave sentience to a monster the players had found and I had the foresight to say "hEY so your characters would definitely know sentience magic is, like, super illegal in this world" but they were like "we do it anyway", so THAT I can go unrestrained on. Although obviously I can't intentionally set up a situation to do that in anyway. (Plus, again, varying degrees. If player characters can feel this way about it, surely there's other people who agree for similar reasons. And, in fact, I have made it a note in my setting of which places feel which way on it. (Unfortunately they're likely going to be heading towards a town that's very anti-sentience magic so I will need to let them know as they go in to probably keep their new pet on the down-low there. That's info the chars would possibly be able to glean and it's more interesting to have them be aware of the risks than to try and be a jerk and surprise them.))

anyway I don't want to keep writing too much D&D-related stuff because I envisioned this post as more of a straight "sorry for the Brutton thing, btw I was going to fix it, which I guess don't matter much because it never happened, but, at least I was aware I was a jerk" sort of thing. So, cutting it here, posting

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