Btw I've made a new tag "AMFMN things" for all things related to the fic. Be it actual chapters, The Writing Process(tm), asks, shitposts, etc. It'll all be under there.
Bc I'm sliding this into some main tags just in case, here's a,, recap of what the fuck I'm talking about, I guess:
Was making qPhil headcanons bc blorbo brainrot go brrrrr
Made some about Ender King possessed Phil
Got an ask about how Phil's closest friends would save him from EK
For some reason that altered my brain chemistry so hard that I started plotting a fic despite never ever writing any fanfic in my life
Fic is called Awake Me From My Nightmare (AMFMN). I have 7Ā½ chapters planned and atm I'm toying with the idea of 12+ total at of the time of posting this. Aw yeah baby, longfic. Drawing out the angst. š
It'll be posted on ao3, visible to everyone so you don't need an acc to read it or leave kudos/comments, etc!! :]
Gonna post chapters with links to the fic ofc, but might still also post the actual chapters on Tumblr (pls answer the poll at the bottom if you don't mind!)
Decided to stir some hype outside my friend groups that know abt it by posting a Plot Summary. Holy fuck unexpected amount of reception to it (thanks btw ;-; <3)
I started writing chapter 1 yesterday!! :D
To keep up my motivation for it, I'm always down 24/7 to get asks about it!! It's been generating new ideas for me and I love love LOVE dropping crumbs while I create stuff in general.
And, as I am the queen of it, I keep shitposting about writing & the fic itself too.
So in order to keep all that in one concise place I'm making a blog tag #AMFMN things to keep all that in one convenient place
So uh yeah. Hi. I've been writing OC stuff for 12+ years but now bc of unexpected events, I'm finally writing a fandom fic.
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The Lair in the Woods
A/N: I meant to post this yesterday but my day got hijacked by a migraineš (Iām fine now but oof my weekend got away from me! I still have to finish making my Christmas tree topperā¦) (I did however schedule my Insta and FB posts for the week though so thereās thatš)
Warnings: Some anxiety and feelings of fear, reference to stalker, self-image issues, reference to (past) threats, confessions (of sorts)
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Civilian furrowed their brow. āWhat are you insinuating?ā
The more Supervillain asked them, the more overwhelmed and helpless Caretakerās heart became. Theyād asked questions about their childhood, about their job, about the grocery store clerk that usually rang them up, and everything in between. Most of their questions Civilian couldnāt even answer, because how should they know if someone was watching them while theyād walked the dogs at the shelter they volunteered at or if they kept running into the same person at the pharmacy and then again at the mall when they went shopping?
āMaybe we should take a break,ā Supervillain smiled warily, as if they should be the one to feel exasperated by their line of questioning.
āWas any of that actually helpful to you, or are we still nowhere near figuring out who my stalker is?ā Civilian asked, their voice full of dejection.
Supervillainās lips pressed into a thin line. They nodded slowly. āI think if we can piece some things together, like the timing of the letters and whatā¦āeventā weāll call them, they correlated with, and try to discern a pattern and draw a list of suspects from that, weāll find your stalker. They will not torment you forever, Civilian. I promise you that.ā
Their saviorās words didnāt fill Civilian with any warmth. Their stomach churned with doubt.
Supervillain had asked them a lot of questions. They hadnāt been able to offer their companion many answers.
āIt all just seems so random,ā Civilian mumbled, leaning back into the couch cushions and resting their head against the top. āNothing about it makes any sense to me. Iāmā¦Iām really not that noticeableā¦orā¦well, you know. Pretty.ā
Supervillain scoffed. āPeople are drawn to different art forms for a reason, so whether or not youāre attractive matters only to your stalker.ā
āThank you?ā Civilian turned to look at them, not entirely sure if their words offered any actual comfort or if Supervillain had only offered them out of duty. But Supervillainās eyes gleamed seriously. The lines of their face had softened with an honest expression. Swallowing, Civilian quickly added, āBut Iām not a painting.ā
āWho said you had to be painting? You could be a sculpture instead,ā Supervillain teased.
Civilian smiled, glancing away. āAll right fine. I guess my stalker likes what they see. Thatās not very comforting though, givenā¦Their letters wereā¦I wish I couldāve burned them.ā
āBut itās a good thing you didnāt. Theyāre still evidence, and we could use them. Writing is like another thumbprint. Everyone has their own style, so thereās going to be something there to help prove that the person we bring to justice is your stalker. That, and Iām sure weāll find other evidence to help convict them.ā
āTheyāre typed though. We canāt exactly compare how they cross their tās.ā
āNo, but sentence structure, word choice, and spelling can all help us.ā
Civilian picked at an invisible thread on their pant leg. They hadnāt thought of that.
āWeāll find them,ā Supervillain repeated. āAnd I think I know exactly how weāre going to draw them out.ā Civilianās breath hitched, fearing what their savior was about to propose. Theyād hinted at a plan forming in their mind, and if the excited gleam in their eye was anything to go by, it seemed Supervillain was ready to share it. Pausing at their panic, Supervillain offered them an assuring smile, āYouāll be completely safe, donāt worry. In fact, youāre going to stay right here, completely protected by my team of highly trained professionals and Medic. Butā¦Well, itās not necessarily a bad thing I suppose,ā Supervillain paused, turning away from them and leaning back in their chair. āI have a confession to make before I can tell you my plan.ā
āO-okay?ā Civilian gripped the arm of the couch. Their muscles coiled, ready to vault them off the couch and out the door. āWhat is it?ā
Supervillain sucked in a breath. āItāsā¦easier if I show you, but some people find it ratherā¦unsettling.ā
āThatās okay. You donāt have to show me,ā Civilian stuttered, āIāll believe you.ā
Supervillain raised a brow. āIf you say so. Either way, I know youāre not going to like what I have to say because most sensible people donāt.ā Civilian watched as Supervillain slowly stood from their chair and stepped away from the cozy seating area.
Encouraged by the distance theyād put between them, Civilian nodded uncertainly. āWhat is it?ā
āI have superpowers,ā Supervillain said slowly. āAnd not just any superpowers, I can shapeshift. So I can do this.ā
Civilian watched, mystified as Supervillainās features morphed and rearranged themselves before their very eyes. They werenāt sure if the rock in their throat was from their initial terror or because some part of them was repulsed by the grotesque display of skin and muscle rearranging themselves as Supervillainās stature shrank, their hair grew out and changed color, and their entire appearance changed. The clothes became baggy and hung from Supervillainās changed figure, a figure that Civilian had seen everyday of their life, every time they looked in the mirror.
Supervillain had become them.
Civilian gulped.
āYou could be anybody,ā they said, their mouth dry. āEven my stalker.ā
āYouāre right,ā Supervillain said calmly, āI could be anybody, but right now Iām you.ā
Civilian nodded. āSo this is how youāre going to do it. Youāre going to pretend to be me?ā
āYesā¦ā Supervillain trailed off.
Civilianās head hurt. They tried to focus, they really did. But all their mind could fixate on was the fact that a perfect copy of themselves stood in front of them, that thatās what their voice sounded like to other people, and that Supervillain had shapeshifted into them of all people.
āClose your eyes.ā
They didnāt even think twice, doing as Supervillain said without question. It didnāt stop their temples from throbbing though.
āOkay.ā Supervillainās voice had returned to normal, and as Civilian opened their eyes, they were met with the sight of the figure of their savior as theyād been introduced to. Well-fitted clothes and all. āSo yes, as I was going to explain, Iāā Supervillain let out a heavy sigh and plopped back down in their chair. āGo ahead. Ask me anything you want.ā
Civilian nearly burst, āWhy that form? Is that what you really look like? Does itā¦ā They glanced down at their lap, trying to calm themselves before they asked something insensitive.
āI like this height. Itās tall enough to reach the top shelf, but not so tall as to be noticeable and draw attention from people,ā Supervillain said, amusement clear in their voice. āI plead the fifth on your second question, namely because telling you either way would risk my entire business, and no. It doesnāt hurt me. It looks worse than it feels. Itās more likeā¦Well I guess itās that Iām used to it. When I shrink itās not so bad, but it can feel like stretching sometimes when I shift taller, but other times itās like Iām pulling a muscle. The, uh, ājoint painā Iāll call it because itās sort of like that, as my bones shift isnāt fun, but like I said, Iām used to it.ā Supervillain shrugged dismissively.
Supervillain avoided their gaze. From where they sat, Civilian could see how their hands clenched the arms of their chair. Civilian stared at them for a second, letting it all sink in and tried to wrap their head around everything.
āSoā¦you can shapeshift and you run a private security firm that has a base of operations in an old ski lodge.ā
Supervillain nodded slowly. They still hadnāt glanced their way. āThatās right.ā
āI feel like youāre not telling me something,ā Civilian said quietly. Supervillain tensed under their gaze, their eyes finally snapping to them. Civilian couldnāt hold their gaze, fearing the answer to what they wanted to askāwhat they were going to ask. āAre youā¦I mean, I know you canāt answer this butā¦ā They hesitated, debating with themselves if they should even ask. āAre you a hero or something?ā
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No Carstober post yet bc I have to post this drawing that I've been working on since yesterday for the 10th Anniversary of PokƩmon XY
That's right, yesterday Gen 6 turned 10 years old and so I wanted to celebrate it bc it's one of my favourite PokĆ©mon gens. The main reason is bc it holds a special place in my heart for being "the light at the end of the tunnel" for me. Back when Gen 5 came out I unfortunately couldn't enjoy it as much as I wanted bc I was in middle school and I was going through a pretty bad period of my life š When I was finally getting out of that time, Gen 6 came out and I started playing it through ORAS and then XY and I finally could go back enjoying playing Pokemon the way I used to š Also, XY were the first games where I completed the National Dex and where I played online (the PSS was freaking amazing š)
Gen 6 also gave us one of the best seasons of the PokĆ©mon anime and also PokĆ©mon Super Mystery Dungeon, which is my 2nd favourite game in the PokĆ©mon Mystery Dungeon series (which, for those who don't know, is my favourite videogame series š)
I wish they made a PokĆ©mon Z though, so that they could make the games harder considering that XY were too easy, but maybe a remake could fix that š
If you played the games, which starter did you choose? š
I love Chespin, but I don't like its evolutions, so I chose Froakie for Greninja š
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Yo, It's me again, and with a random stuff that absolutely no one cares about...I managed to repair my glasses, which means I see in HD4K and not just specks in the distance š
Now with that said, I will proceed to show you a drawing I made of my three favorite boysāØ...at least from v9
Behold!āØ
I felt a little lazy so there will be no background this time š
I see mistakes in this, I always do, but I won't focus too much on them since, like I said, I feel lazy and I only made this drawing to test how a fountain pen that I bought online works, yesterday I received the ink so today I started testing it :D
Fancy pen, for a girl with bad handwriting, ohhhh yeaaahh š
The only reason I didn't try it yesterday is because when I opened the bottle of ink it started to spill everywhere D:
My theory is that there was ink residue on the cap from probably shaking it on the way to my delivery, so when I opened it what was left on the cap ran down the outside of the bottle, so yes, my hands were unfortunately stained with ink, but they were the only ones affected since my desk was easily cleaned and my clothes were not even touched, so it wasn't so tragic after all <D
And that's all for today, nothing very interesting has happened to me more than this morning I woke up with a terrible headache, but it is understandable after a week where the most I slept per day was about...three hours maximum ā ļø
But anyway, bye bye everyone, stay safe š
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Pokemon Go Community Day
It's been so long since I've sat down and focused on a drawing from beginning to end. I've really missed it!
More info below the Read More (including a Pokemon webcomic promo, some WIPs of the above AND a helpful pose reference site š)
~ Please reblog my art, more people will get to see it! ~
I've played community days before, but I decided to draw something based on today's (I guess yesterday's. I stayed up past midnight to finish this) because I had such a lovely day!
I worked out, went for a walk in the sun while catching charmander (got six shinies), ate some wild blackberries, sat on a bench to rest my legs and ended up putting the world to rights with a stranger who sat next to me, had a cool bath when I got home, played some games with my sister and laughed so hard my throat and stomach ached, and to top it all off I got to enjoy making this!
Now that work isn't draining my energy, maybe I can get back to making things. I have so much stuff that needs working on, and I think my webcomic @poffins-n-puffs is first on the list! In fact, the next three pages are already drafted!
I found a cool website where I can use dolls to help with pose references š
Oh! And Because I loved every single step of this drawing (even the shading which is the part I always dislike), have some WIPs!
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