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theplanetprince · 2 years

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Pick Your Poison || Invisobang 2022

Fic: AO3 || FNN

Fandom: Danny Phantom

Rating: Teens and Up

Word Count (approx): 38k~

Chapters: 5/5

Relationships:

Valerie Gray/Wes Weston (implied, one-sided)

Danny Fenton & Wes Weston

Dash Baxter & Wes Weston

Jazz Fenton & Danny Fenton

Characters:

Wes Weston

Kyle Weston

Valerie Gray

Dash Baxter

Danny Fenton

Jazz Fenton

Penelope Spectra

Additional Tags: Horror, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Morally Ambiguous Character, Poisoning, Poison, Mental Health Issues, Therapy, Really Bad Therapy, Paranoia, It's Not Paranoia If They're Really Out To Get You, Psychological Horror, Angst, Teenagers, Teen Angst, Gaslighting, Violence, High School, Bullying, One Shot, Blood and Injury, Animal Death, Origin Story, Not Fanon Compliant, Canon Rewrite, Child Neglect, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Anxiety, Separation Anxiety, Family Drama, Family Feels, Villains, Bastardization Arc, Missing Persons, Danny Fenton is a Little Shit, Pretentious, Obsessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Inspired by Music, Based on a The Front Bottoms Song, Song: I Ran (So Far Away) (A Flock of Seagulls), Inspired by Stephen King's IT, Inspired by Stranger Things (TV 2016), Song: Voodoo Magic (The Front Bottoms), Attempted Murder, Assault

Fic Summary: Grief has a way of changing people. Wes Weston's older brother going missing during the haunted house fire last year had changed him. His therapist would agree. Change isn't always for the better.

What hasn't changed are the countless questions Wesley was left with. Though some had more puzzling answers but answers nonetheless...

Could you kill a ghost?

And could Wes get away with it?

Author's Note: Thank you all to the lovely people who host @invisobang and who let me come back this year. I also wish to thank my lovely fic partner for this year @valpal5117 / @valpal5117-art! Go check out the artwork they've done for this piece, as well as everything else they post bc it's fantastic. I brought you all something a little different from my usual style, something a bit darker and a bit more spooky since the season is arriving. It's my first time writing Wes Weston, and I hope I've done this fan character some justice. Like last year I've included the link to my fic as well as the first chapter under the read more. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed making it! Thanks again! -Voorhees 🤟

Every morning Kyle would check the rat traps in the basement for his Dad. It wasn’t that he had strong feelings for the creatures, but he still winced at the idea of killing the poor things. It bothered him, but you get used to it, y’know? It wasn’t like he was a vegan or, god forbid, an ultra-recyclo-vegetarian. But death seemed so… permanent, for lack of a better word. It was such a severe punishment for the crime of just existing in a hostile environment.

Then again, this is Amity Park. Death didn’t seem to stick here.

It had been more than a year or so since they moved here, and with every passing minute, it felt like an eternity longer. Kyle, like any child, was apprehensive about transition, but when his father said they wouldn’t have to move again after their resettlement to Amity Park… he was more receptive to it.

But then again, it’s Amity fucking Park. It had this habit of sucking all the good out. As soon as you step into the county boundary, it's like you forfeit all rights to happiness.

At the bottom of the first-floor stairs, the sixth-grader had sleepily pulled on his socks. He hated going down there. The concrete floor was always so cold. It was like the ice resting on Lake Eerie. It was freezing and— it’d kill someone in this house to break out the broom. Rocks and shards of debris would lodge into his heel, and the youngest Weston would limp around the house. Kyle’s jaw popped as he yawned. The boy organized his choppy red hair into its natural cowlick before stuffing it into his ball cap. He got to his feet and shuffled towards the back of the house. The stairs creaked under his weight as he descended. The basement door caught a gust of wind and slammed against the wall, sending vibrations through the house.

Damn, I hope I didn’t crack the wall.

There was no arm rail for the stairs because this architectural nightmare was built before common sense. Kyle turned his head back from the light of the first floor, back into the blackness of the basement. He didn’t want to upset his Dad again.

See, this first year hadn’t been smooth sailing, if you managed to guess. Kyle’s brothers weren’t as ‘go-with-the-flow’ with the move. Or anything that came after. Kyle didn’t believe in conflict. He was the youngest; he was the baby of the family. He was the one who got the pat on the head for every single achievement; before, inevitably, the conversation shifted. It wasn’t his job to rock the boat. It was his job to be a good student, get the garbage out, and of course…

Go into the creepy-ass basement to check for rats that may or may not exist.

See, Wes was the first one to see the rats. Or, more accurately, he saw the damage the rats did. Some chewed and frayed wires in the power box—things of that nature.

…Wesley was a lot to unpack. Some would say.

He was high-strung, had trouble letting things go, and, oh yeah, he kept seeing things that didn’t exist. That was the concerning part. At first, everyone wanted to shrug it off as a 'middle child' thing. That's before he started saying his classmates were… dead. Wes said one of his classmates had been replaced with a ghost. Then there were the weird phone calls at all hours of the night. The obsession with short radios and the police scanners that would buzz and burst to life randomly with noise.

That’s what led to Kyle and Easton being dropped off at practices and games, while every other Thursday, they had to wave off their brother Wes in the parking lot of a therapist's office. Kyle had only been inside that building once. It didn’t smell like how a doctor’s office should, sterile, harsh, and chemical. Instead, it vaguely had the stench of coffee and cigarettes and was… overwhelmingly stale. It wasn’t a very ventilated place. There were hardly any windows except those in the private rooms where Wes would allegedly spend his allotted hour staring blankly out like he was in The Shawshank Redemption— effectively burning their father’s money.

The shrink— or rather, Ms Penelope, seemed really nice. Teetering on the edge of overkill. Kyle understood why his older brother would be reluctant to share anything with someone who appeared to be trying too hard to seem trustworthy rather than proving it. She didn’t seem too interested in Kyle’s issues per se; they spent their introductory session playing all manner of board games. Her office was plush. The couch was padded arm to arm with throw pillows, the kind with the fur on them. Not that the sixth-grader could get comfortable anyway. It may not have smelled like a regular doctor's office, but it sure was cold like one. What little hair he had on his arms stood on end with the chill.

Kyle spent most of his appointment hunched over the coffee table, trying to rationalize in his head which colored 'Sorry!' pawn meant he had the least amount of mental disturbances. The idea behind the practice was to become emotionally vulnerable, but often that feeling overlapped with being completely exposed. Not that the middle schooler had anything to hide. Nothing out of the ordinary for a kid his age.

Kyle would argue that he was the most well-adjusted in the family, including the two adults, in terms of who needed therapy and who didn't. Ms Penelope agreed and thought Kyle was quite mature beyond his years. However, that wasn’t the thing that stood out the most about that first and last session. Maybe it was something in his mannerisms or when Wes was brought up— perhaps it was what Kyle didn’t say.

Penelope seemed to believe that Kyle was developing the early stages of SAD. Separation Anxiety Disorder. She said it was completely natural, given what he’s been through. Kyle didn’t like to be alone. Who did? What shocked him was that he didn’t refuse. There was no initial denial when the shrink laid it out like that. With her soft and educated voice, she had smoothed out her red pencil skirt, and lowered her cat-eye glasses to the bridge of her upturned nose. She just said it without any preamble; no fanfare at all.

Who isn't anxious these days? In this economy? Have you seen where they live?

Penelope had deduced effortlessly that Kyle used his humor to distance himself from his fear. The facade that took him twelve years to craft had been pierced.

In even less time, she had come to the conclusion that the trigger for Kyle’s anxiety was… Wes.

At once, Kyle had leaped to his older brother’s defense. Saying that, while Kyle may have been a bit… stressed , for lack of a less clinical term, Wes would have never done anything intentionally.

That’s where she stopped him, her pen coming to a halt on her yellow notebook. Penelope dotted the end of her last sentence. Her eyes found him, then the cozy clutter of the office fell away. The maternal cadence dissolved into something cold and purely analytical.

She told him, ‘The path to hell is paved with good intentions.’

Every morning Kyle would check the rat traps in the basement.

The wooden stairs exhaled—Groaning with each step the youngest Weston landed. The water heater churned ominously. The grey floors were warped with age and stained with damage from times long gone. Kyle carefully found his way to the bottom and glanced up from his feet. He saw his brother now. Wes was hunched over the rat traps. He had one of his freckled hands inside like he was digging something out of it.

Kyle cocked his head, still blurry with sleep, rubbing his eyes, “What’re you doin’?”

Startling, Wes didn’t drop the metal box. Instead, the elder brother froze and stared up at his younger with bloodshot eyes. He didn’t answer right away.

Clearing his throat, Wesley pulled his fist out of the plastic box. He explained, “I thought I’d check the traps for you. I know it's… it’s kinda gross.”

Kyle let go of a sigh he didn’t know he was holding. He’d rather not look at something that small being dead. He asked, “Did we get’em this time?”

Hesitant to answer, the elder moved the now closed box into the trash, “Ye-yeah. We did.”

“Thank god.” Kyle scratched his forehead nervously, “Well, I mean, it sucks that it’s dead-dead, but…”

Standing, Wes clapped a hand on his younger brother’s shoulder, “It's just nature. Don’t feel too bad about it, ‘kay? If it wasn’t us, then it’d be a cat later or somethin’ else. They were already dead when they walked in here.”

“I guess…” Kyle begrudged and leaned into his brother’s hand, taking him wholly at his word. It was effortless to believe him. Wes had a way with words. Y'know that was his nickname when they were younger; Wesley the wise. Then there was Kyle the kind, Easton the earnest, and Clay…

Kyle winced. They weren’t supposed to talk about Clay.

Awkwardly, the older turned and stuffed something into his backpack before zipping it up, “Hey, don’t get too bummed out, alright? It's still kind of early, so now you have extra time to stop by the corner store and get some doughnuts for breakfast.” He threw his bag over his shoulder, “Doesn’t that sound good?”

Kyle rubbed his arms, sniffling, “Uh, yeah… chocolate milk with a maple bar… what’re you gonna get?”

Mirroring his younger brother’s body language, Wes shook his head, “You can go on ahead of me; you're old enough.”

“But Dad says—”

Wesley cut him off, “What Dad doesn't know won’t kill him.” He extended his pinkie, “I promise.”

Taking a step forward, Kyle wrapped his pinkie around his older brother’s; he nodded, “Alright. I’ll walk to school by myself.”

“Get a move on! I wanna hear all about your solo excursions when I pick you up!” Wes coaxed his brother up the stairs and out of the basement, “Talk to some cute girls, put in a good word for me.”

The conversation struck Kyle as odd. He couldn’t exactly put his finger on why. Maybe because Wes, for once, didn’t have to be dragged out of bed by his ankles. He seemed motivated.

Then there was the second fact: Wes basically told him everything he wanted to hear. This wasn’t a conversation but the facsimile of one. Like there was a cue card Wes was reading just behind Kyle’s head. Somewhere out there, the same audience that got their kicks from Full House would be cracking up about this.

He was pretending to be okay.

Like with every rehearsed motion, the elder was telegraphing silently, ‘Look! Look at me! Look at how good I am! Aren’t I fixed now? Aren’t you proud of me?’

There was something quiet about his desperation to be accepted back into the flock. The family didn’t like to acknowledge their blackest sheep. It was almost like an unspoken rule. Wes’ appointments and his antics were written off and thrown under a huge rug. Less like he was a young adult approaching college and more like a precocious toddler or a rambunctious family pet that was resistant to discipline. After all, both of those options bite people unprovoked.

Kyle could only wince through a smile. What was he supposed to do? He was just a kid, and as life liked to remind him at a near-constant pace— there was very little someone his age could contribute. So, he stays out of the way. What else could he do?

“Uh…” He asked once more, knowing he wouldn’t enjoy the answer, “Are— Are you sure?”

Wes silently tilted his head. He didn’t understand the rising fear in his younger brother’s voice.

Kyle clarified, “Are you sure you don’t want to walk together?”

“Don’t sweat it, bud. I won’t be late.”

That was the furthest thing from what Kyle was worried about.

#wes weston #kyle weston #wesley weston #valerie gray #phic #danny phantom #dp #fic #horror #invisobang #invisobang 2022 #minibang

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otaku-chan1 · 2 years

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My art for DP MiniBang event. I collaborated with @lonelyassassin96 to draw for @skarlettskwrl 's very noice fic : Crawling in My Skin.

#danny phantom #invisobang 2022 #minibang 2022 #plz read the fic it has really nice dose of angst #is this called cover art?#i don't know #taku's scrawl

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apinklion01 · 2 years

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I posted 20,342 times in 2022

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I tagged 9,897 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 87 characters

#perry realizing monogram's letter could've been read by any of the flynn-fletchers: o-o

My Top Posts in 2022:

[[ A little sneak peak at a scene that’ll appear in @strawberrycamel’s minibang fic, Welcome to Lake Eerie! I just had to draw this scene, though I’ll admit it took a while to draw. ]]

[[ Please go read the fic, and take a look at chronosabyss’s drawing as well! ]]

[[ Edit: It’s in Ch. 4 ]]

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[[ Okay I know how the phandom as a whole loves writing angst for Danny and the other characters, but I also think it might be nice to have a week where they get a break. Like a week where we get to write or draw them having fun or relaxing. ]]

[[ I think sometime in July since not only is it in the middle of summer, but it might allow some of us to get a small break from everything else going on. We could also lean into the summer aspect and give a different aspect on things that happen in the summertime for Amity Park. ]]

[[ If anyone’s interested in this event idea, which I think might be called Jolly July as suggested by @drawinggheys on the DP Artist server, give a like or a reblog! ]]

227 notes - Posted May 19, 2022

So a few weeks ago I had a thought about who in the show was the best parent overall.

Sure, Jack and Maddie had their moments, but neither were there for Danny all the time, either too focused on catching ghosts or inventing. We even see how this affects the family dynamic with Jazz trying to grow into an adult figure even though she’s not entirely ready for that responsibility.

Then I realized that there was one parent on the show who was attentive to the needs of their child the most, and even the needs of other: Damon Gray, aka, Valerie’s dad.

And in case you can’t tell, this is indeed an essay. Well, kind of, if you push away any grammatical errors, but I don’t have time for that so we’re diving right into this.

Damon only appears in six episodes in the show, and only speaks lines in five of them. Therefore I’ll be eliminating D-Stabilize, as well as Phantom Planet as he doesn’t do anything there.

We first get to know about Damon in the episode Shades of Gray, which not only shows Valerie with the voice we hear for the rest of the show, but the start of her ghost hunting and subsequent interactions with Danny Phantom. Valerie mentions her dad right away in this shot, where she states "$579 and worth every one of my dad's pennies.”

We’re made aware of not only Valerie’s status as an A-Lister, but the fact that Damon makes enough money to be able to buy her expensive clothes as well as the home that they live in which shows up later in the same episode.

See the full post

450 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

[[ Day 8: stained glass. ]]

[[ Little late but its better than nothing at all. I’ll be busy with finals approaching but I tried doing something. ]]

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My #1 post of 2022

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chronosabyss · 2 years

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Title card for StrawberryCamel‘s fic, Welcome to Lake Eerie!

We were lucky enough to be a group of three. Check out PinkLion’s art too!

#Danny Phantom #Wes Weston #Frostbite #Maryam #It's that dragon ghost from Girl's Night Out :)#invisobang 2021 #Minibang 2021 #Super fun doing DP style again for this.#Like slipping on an old glove

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camels-pen · 2 years

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationships: Danny Fenton/Wesley Weston

Characters: Danny Fenton, Wesley Weston, Frostbite (Danny Phantom), Original Characters, OC - Maryam

Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Humor, Unidentified Flying Ship, Pre-Relationship, no beta we die like danny, Unreliable Narrator, wes has his moments but sometimes he's just wrong with a capital W, rated T bc swearing but also, im at the point where i cant tell the difference b/w G rated and T rated in my writing lmao, so its T mostly just to be safe, different POVs, mostly wes tho

Word Count: 27,377

Chapters: 13/13

Summary:

Wes Weston: member of the basketball team and journalism club, full human boy, and incredible amateur reporter. Danny Fenton/Phantom: local hero/high school student, half-ghost boy, and overall irritating jerk. Frostbite: self-proclaimed ghost healer, full ghost yeti, and incredibly suspicious. Something’s up with this ghost and Wes will find out what it is even if it kills him. (He really hopes it doesn’t kill him.)

or Danny and Frostbite need to find a way back to the Ghost Zone and Wes hops on board the road trip ship. Along the way, he gets thrown around by a dragon, learns about the dangers of blob ghosts, and finds Danny’s maybe not as much of a jerk as he thought he was (it’s a big maybe).

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And my artist partners, the wonderful @apinklion01 and @chronosabyss, have made some wonderful art for the fic as well so go check them out!

#invisobang #invisobang 2021 #minibang 2021 #danny phantom #nemo the writing ho #unidentified flying ship #ufs #danny fenton #wes weston #dp frostbite #OC - Maryam

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cicadahaze · 3 years

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Here's the fic I wrote for @invisobang 2021! I'm part of the mini bang. I was partnered with the wonderful and talented @abrielarnold as my artist! Please give both the fic and them a check out <3 Happy invisobang!

Summary: A visitor to Amity Park finds the irradiated corpse of a teenage boy in a jumpsuit phased into a tree. The Guys in White find more, and the town is left in a hush to wonder what is beneath their feet.

Meanwhile, Danny is scared.

Link in RB!

#invisobang 2021 #invisobang #danny phantom #minibang #fanfiction #crow writes #dp #danny fenton #daniel fenton

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strawberrycamel · 3 years

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Fic Writer Review

tagged by: @aj-itated <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 30!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 46,254 words

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? based on my Ao3 and my old ff.net account: 3 - Fairy Tail, BNHA, DP (though I haven't written for Fairy Tail or bnha in years)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? in order, that would be How to Take Out a Ghost by TooFineFoley, Bad Luck Tuck: The Sequel, ignorance is your new best friend, What Could Have Been, and, surprisingly, A Connoisseur of Fine Art (all DP or DP crossover fics)

5. Which of your fic do you want more attention for? both they're siblings, your honor and Big Boy Tucker. i can't choose, they both need love

6. Do you respond to comments, why or why not? i used to respond to them as often as I could at the start, but i kinda slacked off sometime around the beginning of summer classes. I used to respond to them because they made me really happy and i wanted to let the commenters know I did actually read it and am very grateful for their comments, but after a while it became... idk, draining? I felt bad about leaving the same response to each commenter and got caught up in my own head so I just kinda,, stopped all together. I wanna start responding again at some point, but uh, probably not anytime soon.

7. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

oh definitely One More Time; I think that's the only fic I've written without some kind of happy ending (anything in the Not Your Son series doesn't count since it's not finished yet :3) and I can't tell you how much it pained me not to make it happy. Don't get me wrong, I loved writing that for going angst week but hole-y shit did it fuck me up

8. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you’ve written? I do write crossovers! The craziest, I think, is my Strange vs. Work: Wife Swap AU, it's not done because I'm seriously stumped for it right now, but it's essentially a DP Marvel crossover where Clockwork and Dr. Strange are forced by a TV host ghost to switch bodies and mentor the other person's 'apprentice'. Peter and Danny have to help them get adjusted to their new environments/bodies and they all have to figure out how to turn things back to normal. This whole series is meant to be based off the show 'Wife Swap'. I have fun making Stephen suffer >:)

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic? not that i can remember? like i think it was more grammar and dialogue punctuation nitpicking on my old ff.net fics, never hate

10. Do you write smut? if so what kind? not really, but i have a singular wip that im working on that's definitely spicy

11. Have you ever had a fic translated? nope

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before? no? (i was working on something a while ago but we havent finished so, I'm going with no)

13. What’s your all time favorite ship? i don't think I really have one. Usually I just read whichever fics have cool summaries or tags and just dive right in, ships be damned. Lately I've been reading a few TimKon fics and I've been thinking about Dark Ages, UFS, and Gray Ghost stuff a lot over the summer

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? oh, oh god. I'm going to say it and I'm going to feel real shitty about it because it's such a good fucking concept, but I can't bring myself to write anything more than what I already have written and all the notes I just randomly add onto it every once in a while. It even has a title: "Ectoplasmic Pudding".

It's a DP DC crossover fic wip and the plot is about Danny being called by Batman to help with a kidnapping case he suspects to involve ghosts; he needs Danny's expertise and help to capture the ghost. Danny agrees and he meets Batman and Robin (Dick Grayson) on the roof of the police station (after dropping face first onto it because he got blinded by the bat signal). They go by Batmobile and arrive at the scene of the crime where Danny confirms a ghost is involved. A bunch of different scenes of Danny and Robin having a blast while Batman's trying his best to stay on task and then, eventually, they find a warehouse where the box ghost is interrogating a bored looking Mr. Trand, the victim, about some fancy box commissioned by Vlad.

Danny figures out this guy is Bertrand in disguise and since Bertrand's essentially on vacation, they both agree to lie about how they know each other. And then I got stuck around here, but I imagine it just ends up being a series of dumb events where Batman, Robin, and Danny have to 'protect' Bertrand until they catch Boxy and throw him back into the Ghost Zone while the disguised ghost tries to make the most of the rest of his vacation.

Batman and Robin definitely don't believe whatever lie Danny came up with to explain how he knows Mr. Trand, but they go along with it until it's revealed in probably the worst way possible and leads to both of them trying to take the former kidnapping victim to the GIW while also trying to keep Danny from stopping them and barely listening to a word he says (maybe they think he's being threatened somehow or being controlled or smth, idk). Absolutely no clue how that whole fight goes, but in the end Danny kicks Box Ghost into the Zone and Bertrand is told very explicitly never to bring Spectra to Gotham.

15. What are your writing strengths? evoking emotion in my writing? yeah i'm going with that

16. What are your writing weaknesses? planning out plot ahead of time. I can write outlines and write a bunch of notes about what i want to include, that's not the problem. My problem is that all my motivation to write just drains away the moment I have a somewhat concrete plot planned out for a fic- this applies to one-shots and longfics exactly the same. And past that, sometimes I'll make one change to the planned plot and feel like tossing the whole thing out the window and going freehand without the 'constraints' of an outline or anything ..........

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? try not to offend anybody? like, look at good examples of how others have done it and do a lot of research and stuff. Also, be aware that not everything will translate perfectly from the original language you wrote the fic in and whatever language you're translating it to.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for? Fairy Tail

19. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written? Hellbent. A few others come close, but I seriously cannot express the joy i felt writing that first chapter (and when I'm done my minibang fic, I literally cannot wait to get back to it)

20. What fic are you most proud of? that's a tough one, there are a bunch i fucking adore but i think it's tied between The Big Dipper and ignorance is your new best friend

Tagging: @guardianrex, @shinygoldstar, @cleanlenins, @princessfanonanona, and @ghost-pasta!

#tag game #fic writer review #thanks for the tag aj <3

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