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wikipedie · 1 year

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ao3 wrapped: 1, 9, 19, 29!!

Thank you dear!

How many words have you written this year?

Uhhhh... no idea. My guess is around 15000 maybe, since 10000 went to Golden Curls, and there's the Christmas story, plus some other fics written in a frenzy, plus participating in some writing workshops... I'll check AO3 and then add to it because I don't post everything I write. On AO3 up to now I have ~13000 words. So 13k on AO3 and a few more outside of it.

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

I think I wrote only for Jane and Lisbon this year asfghdhjk. Motherfuckers pulled me out of my writing slump.

19. What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?

For the Mentalist specifically, I have a big fic sort-of-planned where I might have some Grace/Hightower. AND I want to write a Lorelei Martins/Teresa Lisbon fic (or fics). And maybe some other exploration with Grace idk.

There's always the chance I'll get pulled into a fandom and be compelled to write something for them as well so...that too.

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

That's a very hard one. Hmm....

I think these two, sort of combined.

She sat across from him as he took his teacup in hand. She was fine actually. She could do this. She didn’t feel any of the rage that she had felt for this past week. She couldn’t feel anything. This was great.

with later

“For the record. It would matter if you died,” she said and if her voice broke, she hoped he wouldn’t comment on it. He exhaled and she could see the grief in his eyes. “I would care. It wouldn’t hurt you, but it would hurt me,” she looked away for a second. She closed her eyes to reel in her tears - once again - but when she opened them again, a tear fell out of one of her eyes. She gulped. “I couldn’t just… soldier on through that.”

I just love to explore thoughts and feelings, but more than that I love to explore contradictions. Between what they feel and think and what they WANT to feel and think and how it surfaces, the things they say or don't say (or repress).

This was very much fun thanks!

ao3 wrapped

#onlineproblems #theo answers #ao3 wrapped #ask games

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senatushq · 1 year

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NAME. Aegnor AGE & BIRTH DATE. 15000 & Unknown GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him SPECIES. Dark Elf ( Lorendrow ) OCCUPATION. Unemployed FACE CLAIM. Henry Cavil

BIOGRAPHY

( tw death, blood ) There had been nothing before the dark of Hyperborea. No sun reflecting off calm waters, nor the sight of winged creatures flitting across the morning sky, nor the playful laughter of children running through the forest. It had only ever been the cold of the Underdark, the preening sound of cruel laughter as it fell upon his ears, and the taunting that came from a vile creature that called herself his sister. Weak, pathetic, incapable of upholding the name of Ayi’ig when the time to strike would be upon them. In a matriarchal society, he was reminded time and time again that his existence meant little, that he was no better than the soot on the underside of a boot. The foul beast that spoke into his ear every chance she could get promised that he would not make it in this world, nor the one that awaited them beyond the dark.

It was in the shadows of a cold world that he dreamed of what may have awaited him above, of a land that only existed in the imagination of his mind. For what he saw behind closed eyes could never have been true, not when the only world he knew was ever the opposite. The bright, shining sun — the cold, strong moon — these were odd figments of an imagination that seemed to run so rampant when he was alone, when his head was nestled softly upon a bed in a palace of darkness. The memories of a warrior, of a first born son of a Queen, of a life that had been snuffed out at the end of a sharpened blade; these were lost to the darkness, to what had come after that rarely any Eladrin wished to speak of. For what came after, what became of those lost souls was a life of shadow — and hatred.

Born the second heir of a Queen, Aegnor did not let his sister’s wicked words tear him down. Weakness was only temporary, his stature something that would grow, and his abilities could only be honed as he practiced, practiced, practiced. And that was precisely what the drow did, each and every day until he was something to be admired. Until he was something to be proud of. And until he was something to be feared. Weaponry came naturally to him, the blade a partner in his hand, whispering to him of the Eladrin blood it craved. Shadow magic had not come so naturally to him, though his early inability did not prevent him from trying harder and harder. Until the darkness crept to his fingertips, until it wrapped around his arms like a companion, like a shield.

Advancement became easy, and Aegnor moved through the ranks of the drow, of the warriors that would fight beside him from now until their dying breath. They whispered loyalty, spoke of following him into the mortal realm when their time finally came, and perhaps it was this that finally solidified him in the eyes of Ayi’ig. In the eyes of the only mother he knew, the only Queen who he swore fidelity to. From now until his own dying breath, when the true darkness would take him and hold him captive for the rest of forever.

It was one fateful morning, when Aegnor and his sister were called to the throne of their Queen, when they knelt before her and awaited that decision which held their lives in the balance. Ayi’ig had always known who he was, who he had been before the darkness had consumed him. The treasured heir of her sister, the rightful prince to the throne of the Otherworld kingdom. Born in the Summer season, she had watched him from the dark as he grew into the strong, and powerful warrior that would one day continue to lead the Eladrin into glory. She had waited for that one particular day, when the sword of an unknown enemy had driven him through, slicing into the very heart that had beat only for the people that he was being stolen from.

Perhaps that is what propelled Ayi’ig to make the decision that she had, though Aegnor had been oblivious to anything other than the words that had been spoken to him. Memories of an elder brother, of a lover who fathered many children whose faces he had never seen, and the son of a mother that had mourned him for every day since that one which had left him bled out on a battlefield were no more a part of him than the world he had left behind. It wouldn’t have mattered, these false memories, for it was only Ayi’ig’s decision to name him the rightful heir, to bestow upon him the duty of leading his brethren and his sisters of the dark into the mortal realm, into the Otherworld to take what belonged to them, and finally rid every plane of the Eladrin species.

PERSONALITY

+ devoted, stoic, meticulous – savage, scornful, fanatical

PLAYED BY C. EST. She/Her.

#oc rp #supernatural rp #lsrp #active rp #plot rp #the prophet #takenm #takenc #takendarkelf

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lesbianaglaya · 2 years

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Hey, hope you're having a good day! which english translations of war and peace do you like best/think are interesting? hoping to finally get around to reading it this year and idk which one to pick up pls help :))

hi! currently struggling to write less than 15000 words on one aspect of 26 pages of w&p so. im doing. that. but it makes it a good time for this question!

so generally from my memory the pevear and volokhonsky, anthony briggs, louise and aylmer maude, and constance garnett translations are the most common ones. i know there are more but i do not. know stuff about them so theyre getting left out.

first to knock out one: the constance garnett translation was good when it came out in 1904 but now reads as very dry and clunky. its also not the most accurate to the russian text. would not recommend as your w&p introduction.

the maude translation was done during tolstoys life and by his close friends louise and aylmer maude. it received his approval, and is generally considered a very accurate translation! when i first approached it i was thrown off, but oxford world classics recently updated it (adding french back in, de-anglicizing the character names, etc) and that makes it much more approachable. Im currently using it (not the updated edition sadly) for reference as I write when i need to check something quickly and cant parse the russian text and it's really grown on me. if you have access to the updated version this could be a good choice!

pevear and volokhonsky is the one you generally see in book stores! they are a husband and wife translator team who became very popular after oprah recommended their translation of anna karenina. generally accurate to the text. people disagree over whether they deserve all the praise theyve gotten, and while i dont think their translation method is perfect Ive read many of their translations and find them very enjoyable and as mentioned accurate. their w&p is how i first read it, and now im kind of dedicating my life to it. so.

finally the fucking briggs translation. i hate the briggs translation. lots of people talk about how great the briggs translation is, how its so beautiful yayayayayaya. well i think it is bad. I personally do not think it is that much more "lyrical" than the p&v translation, and there were moments where I went and checked the russian text because there were some. liberal interpretations in the translation. my personal opinion aside, many people do love the briggs translation, and I think reading any translation of w&p is better than not reading it. i personally dont like this one and dont find it as accurate as maude or p&v but it is out there and is an option but my personal recommendation is to only go for this one if you cant get into maude or p&v.

so tl;dr i would suggest either the updated maude or p&v! its a great experience, and if you can read it with a friend or a group i think that makes it even better. good luck!

#gabby.txt #hope this helps!

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hentaicommissions · 14 days

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‘Cyberpunk Edgerunners’ Triggers Twitter Gaslighting Raid

Written by Otaku Apologist

I know this sentiment among certain portions of the anime community. This push to normalize very young anime girls in popular fiction. They say it’s an aesthetic, they say it’s not about attraction to minors. Yes it is.

This anime inspired a raid on Twitter that has lasted like a week now. For many consecutive days, this word has been trending. Usually I see around 15000 tweets trending, which reeks of an orchestrated effort. Either a segment of the anime community are coordinating this push to manipulate the algorithms, or Twitter’s staff are amplifying it.

My website will not even feature this word and I try to ensure that not one image on my site will feature a minor. And to clarify, I am not against fiction depicting this shit, because fiction is fiction, but it simply poses too many challenges for my company to provide content for fans of this niche. The gains simply do not outweigh the hurdles.

I know enough about sexuality, erotic entertainment being my job, that I can assert that water is wet. You’re not fooling anyone but the most gullible of people. Water is indeed wet. I detest the tactics that some anime fans have chosen to try to normalize their fetish. Lying is a dirty tactic.

If you enjoy this content privately, that’s fine. If you’re part of communities of this niche, you’re pushing it. If you try to make this widely socially acceptable, you’re crossing a red line. And since you are doing this, you clearly don’t know why it’s a bad thing, so I will argue why.

Many standards that feel restricting and arbitrary, are usually in place for good reason. You do not want to live in a society that is so free-for-all that anything goes. For a society to be socially cohesive, people must have certain commonly shared principles. Scaling up certain behaviors to be conducted by millions is not feasible, hence why morality exists.

You don’t always know the reasons why certain lines run where they do, because you didn’t live in societies of the past that did experiment and did collapse, leaving only ruins. There is a chance that something became taboo for valid reasons in the past, and it was argued through religion, because the complex mathematics and cause-and-effect chains leading to disaster were too difficult to explain to the average idiots. They just called it sin.

Adopting the attitude that nothing should be taboo ever is a very radical position to take. Asserting that this is “progressive” is laughable. Past generations experimented plenty. Retrying old ideas that were found wanting and pretending they could somehow become viable now is a bullshit assertion.

The many people that I’ve met through this work over these long years who had no limits were usually insane, in quite the literal sense. I’m talking actual suicidal people who had gone so deep, they had isolated themselves socially, reached a point where they could only derive joy from the most extreme content. Maybe this doesn’t apply to you, maybe you are stable and healthy, but in my experience, once you’re fapping to this shit, your life is close to falling apart.

Hentaireviews.moe

#Cyberpunk Edgerunners #sci fi #cyberpunk #manga #anime

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pandawriterstuff · 2 years

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Monster Outline

I decided to actually outline for my next fanfic (F&F pre-series AU where Vince and Brian find out they're half brothers), because I knew it was going to have a lot of subplots and a lot of layers to it. That and I'm keeping it to just two viewpoints instead of like 9 on my last one, and I still want all the characters to have places to shine. I don't ordinarily outline outside my head.

My intention was to keep it short, just brief descriptions/notes, plus a 'fic bible' at the top with different facts that I'll need to remember even when they're not the main focus. It's now 15000 words long and I'm only *maybe* two thirds through the outline. For a fic I'm planning to keep in the 50-60,000 thousand range.

Part of me says to stop and just start writing with what I have, but I also want to at least get close to the end so I don't wind up phoning it in by the time I get there.

Also, I am tired.

#writebrl #writer life #fanfiction #fast & furious #uuggghhhhh

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yuriyuruandyuraart · 3 years

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I FINISHED NEXT PART OF VAMPIREAU DARK CREAM YESSS >:D

i’m soo happy!!! i still have SO much schoolwork, but still

also i never wrote so much for the series, so that’s fun ;)

the only thing left is proofreading and of course the illustration

i’m gonna die on that part wish me luck :’)

#rambling #btw the whole series is close to 15000 words i'm very proud :)#also prepare yourself for some garbage illustration because yeah #cross's one is gonna be so goddamn difficult too i'm gonna DIEEE #backgrounds hurt my soul like fire :'(((#anyways sorry #love you guys! be prepared for some sad fluff >:)))) <3

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jupitermelichios · 5 years

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So I’ve been struck by actual inspiration for a fic I started ages ago, but before I invest loads of time in it I thought i’d find out if anyone would actually be interested in reading it.

It’s a BBC Musketeers fic (Athos/Porthos/Aramis) crossed over with Merlin, and inspired by the fact that Aramis and Lancelot are played by the same actor and we don’t actually know for sure that Lancelot wasn’t an immortal who took a new name and moved to France. It’s 99% a Musketeers fic, with the Merlin stuff as flashbacks and some exposition.

I have no idea how active the Musketeers fandom even is these days, since i’m five years late to this party. It would be great if people would like or comment if they’d be interested in reading it, so I know if I’d just be shouting into the void!

#bbc musketeers #aramis #lancelot #merlin #santiago cabrera #i've got about 15000 words so far and it's not close to finished #but i have a lot of WIPs #and i'd rather work on stuff people would actually like to read #the ships are 'everyone is poly because merlin'#and porthos/athos/aramis #technically lancelot doesn't die #he just walks into a rift in reality #which is not the same thing #(and I'm not convinced resurrected lancelot was ever him)

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serpentargo · 3 years

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Hello, can I please have some sambucky fic recommendations??

okay this is gonna be long (these are all my personal favourites, if you were to ask me to choose one of them i would rather die hehehheh)

feel free to add more everybody!!

a great cuddler (and maybe more) by finnicklover69 on ao3 (word count: 2470)

Summary: Bucky doesn't convey his feelings very well. Eventually, he gets the hang of it.

still feel the pull of you by napricot on ao3 (word count: 44382) (p.s. this was written before tfatws came out, but it’s so unique and amazingly written. definetely worth reading)

Summary: "The frantic pulse of fear doesn’t ease until Sam catches sight of Barnes for the first time since the end of the battle: he’s dirty and disheveled, and still, somehow, impossibly, the best thing Sam’s ever seen. The gallop of Sam’s heart slows, and the tightness in his lungs eases so suddenly that it’s like he’s gone buoyant, ready to float away without the help of any wings. Barnes turns as if he can sense Sam looking at him, and when he meets Sam’s eyes, he smiles, and it’s the brightest damn thing on this battlefield, a shock of sweetness in the midst of so much dark bitterness and confusion. Sam smiles back, giddy with joy and relief.

He thinks, thank God Bucky’s okay.

Then he thinks, wait, what the fuck?"

After realizing there are some unexpected side effects for those who've been brought back to life after the Snap, Sam and Bucky slowly but surely learn that if they want to be loved, they must submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known [via soul bond].

When We’re Old and Gay by 42hrb on ao3 (word count: 3724)

Summary: “The paparazzi will get pictures from our wedding and call it a friendship ceremony.” Sam was frowning at his phone. “We’ll have a one bedroom apartment in the Avengers retirement community in 50 years and they’ll talk about how we’re such good buddies.”

weary traveler by mistilteinn on ao3 (word count: 15000)

Summary: come close, weary traveler,

rest your head on shoulder mine.

though your feet drag in the night,

you have crossed a hundred lands

and burned under the sun’s light.

“Coulda’ used the shield,” he can’t help but say, still half breathless. Sam rolls his eyes, tinted red by his flight goggles, and shoves him away. It’s enough to knock his equilibrium off, and for a moment, Bucky’s dazed. He looks up at the clear blue sky in wonderment.

Maybe Steve’s watching them from up there, he thinks. If he is, he’s definitely laughing his ass off right now.

What I've Been Living For by OhHelloFandoms123 on ao3 (word count: 2828)

Summary: He grabs his keys and starts heading out. He’s going to see Bucky again. He was nervous, excited…He’s never felt happier. “Sam,” Sarah teased, “looks like your boyfriend arrived.”

“Thanks, but he’s not my boyfriend.” he chuckled.

“The kids started calling him ‘Uncle Bucky’, might as well be your husband.”

Post-TFATWS Finale where soft feelings and emotions happen.

Louisiana Sun by Siancore on ao3 (word count: 1499)

Summary: “Thanks for today,” Sarah said, breaking the comfortable silence. “Haven’t seen my big brother smile like that in a while.”

“He’s always happiest when he’s helpin’ people,” said Bucky with a fond smile that caused his eyes to crinkle in the corners.

“That is true, but that’s not what I mean,” said Sarah, offering Bucky a small, knowing grin. “I meant that he was smiling like that because of you.”

a thread of guessing (with goodness at the end) by milucient (hopefulChange) on ao3 (word count: 1963)

Summary: Sam comes to think that his feelings are more than he lets on. Bucky sees it too.

Static in the Dark by wickedwitchcraft on ao3 (word count: 4989)

Summary: Prompt from abc-easy-as-123 on tumblr: So prompt idea, some bad guy follows Bucky to the docks for revenge (over whatever you can decide) and Sarah gets to see how protective Bucky really is over Sam when he gets in the line of fire

where you belong by faerialchemist on ao3 (word count: 7204)

Summary: “Wait, what do you mean ‘that’s good enough’?” Bucky managed to ask, matching Sam’s stride before he could be left in the dust on the docks.

Sarah gave him a small grin that Bucky couldn’t help but return. “C’est mignon, Sam—”“No, no, we are not going there,” Sam interrupted, shaking his head at his sister before returning his attention to Bucky. “And I just meant that it’s good you don’t know French.” A smirk slipped onto his lips. “We can talk shit about you in front of your face and you won’t have a clue.”

(The Wilson family speaks Louisiana French. Bucky doesn't. He finds a home with them all the same.)

something gave you the nerve (to touch my hand) by lovecamedown on ao3 (word count: 10738)

Summary: a reimagining of the hand holding in 1.05: what if they kissed in that moment?

and the aftermath, navigating this new territory.

“She thinks it’s weird I don’t call you my boyfriend,”

“Huh,” Bucky remarks indiscernibly. “Do you think it’s weird?”

Sambucky Stories by Trode19 on ao3 [an updating series]

Summary: A collection of Sambucky stories I’ve written, all together for easier reading :)

i believe in you (so get over yourself) by bothsexuals on ao3 [an updating series] (p.s. OH GOD DO I LOVE THIS ONE pls this series is so so good)

Summary: A series of me being really good at writing sambucky despite watching like, ten minutes worth of content.

#sambucky #tfatws #fic rec #sambucky fanfiction #sambucky fic #sambucky fic rec #buckysam #winterfalcon #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sam x bucky #fatws

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LIFE CYCLE OF MASSIVE STARS | A CAMP NANO 2021 (RE)-INTRO

CONTENT WARNINGS: death of a parent, classism, anti-autistic ableism, mental illness, trauma, light adult content (nothing explicit)

Genre: literary fiction, contemporary, new adult, ?????, who knows :)

POV: third person present, split POV

Setting: Sheffield, UK. 2020 but i am simply pretending there is no pandemic

Camp Nano Goal: 15,000

Deals With: parental trauma, death, sexuality + gender identity, anti-autistic ableism, classism, complicated family dynamics, the “help i’m in my last year of university and i don’t know what i’m fucking doing or who i am” mood, chloe talks shit about the uk + uk gov for ~80k words straight

The Vibes: rainy days, empty streets at night, libraries at 3am, house parties you shouldn’t be at, misty mornings, highlighter stains, cheap alcohol, city skylines, countryside views, going to big tesco/aldi just to feel something :(

Summary: Thomas’ father died over summer and he doesn’t know how to tell his housemates. Instead, he hides in the IC library or the Botanical Gardens or West Street clubs and decides that he is a blank canvas, and that his trauma can stay with his family in Rotterdam. (it’s not that easy)

Kristen likes to pretend that Uni will last forever. He likes to pretend a lot of things: that nobody will look at him differently when they learn he’s autistic, that people will understand his relationship with gender, that his family isn’t hiding secrets from him about his mother. (it’s not that easy)

Junie thought coming out would come with all the answers. But she only has new questions: what does “lesbian” mean for her? Who is she beyond that? How does she find her place in amongst people who experience the world so differently to her? (it’s not that easy)

Literal Logline: girl help i am still attached to OCs i made in 2013-2016

So if you’ve been following me a while (I say as my blog is only seven months old), you may remember a little wip I introduced here named Patchwork, a new adult novel that dealt with the messy experience that is trying to figure out what it means to be an adult when you’re plunged into the fast-paced adult world of university. That story has always been very close to my heart but it was difficult to progress on because:

I was working on it whilst going through ~the worst time of my life at university~. My second year was already awful before the pandemic started, and the pandemic just made it worse, and since this story is so inherently connected to my own experiences at university I couldn’t work on it whilst dealing with all of that. I’m currently taking the year off until things calm down and I think it’s the perfect chance to sit back and reflect on those experiences, and I think writing this novel would help

I simply was not ready for it! Drafting Revelations, Revelations has really refreshed my perception on novels because it’s taught me that I suit slow-paced, plot-light, discovery written novels the best and the original plan for this novel was way too plot heavy because I thought that’s what I had to do. But it’s not!

But! Whilst this novel and myself needed a lot of growth before I could think about drafting it, I’m at a point where I do feel ready to return to it. I think drafting Revelations, Revelations especially has given me the confidence I needed because I! Really tried to hard to give a heavy plot to this novel initially and I’ve since realised that I work best with slower novels that are really just a snapshot of people’s lives and their emotional growth. I also am at a point where, whilst I know not being there is the best thing right now, I miss University so so so much and I miss pre-pandemic University like I miss lecture halls and cafes and house parties and library all nighters so much it’s unreal!! This novel is practically a love letter to the year I lost as well as calling out the absolutely awful way the UK government has treated University students both before and during this pandemic. I was actually originally going to set this in the pandemic, because I think there are so many conversations that need to be had about the handling of it in this country but I also don’t think I am Ready for that (and I really just want my characters to be able to go outside lol). I think Camp Nano is the perfect kickstart to actually work on this novel because I now know just need to start writing rather than worry about ~plot~ - my plan is to just pants the fuck out of 15000 words and see where the story goes! I probably won’t return to it until I finish drafting Revelations, Revelations, but I appreciate the chance to get a head start + a little break from RR that I think will be needed by April

The biggest and most important change going into this however is: all three protagonists are autistic! I see a lot of posts about how to write autistic characters on here, but I think I’ve only seen one or two stories that actually had an autistic protagonist (if you have a contemporary and/or literary wip with one please please tag me in it! I really want more autistic rep and I want autistic rep from non autistic people too) and, as an autistic, I decided that I Will Simply Create It. All three characters have their own unique relationship with their autism and I am super excited to have a story that can explicitly navigate that whilst it’s not all the story is about, it is an important element as it shapes how our narrators see the world. And whilst there is anti-autistic sentiment they have to deal with, it’s not at the centre of their narratives or autistic stories. They are just autistic and existing and that’s not always easy but it’s ultimately what makes them who they are and they wouldn’t change it for the world. Being autistic is a wonderful thing! I love being autistic! I also would love to talk more about autistic rep on here (unfortunately relevant thanks to a certain movie): my biggest frustration is that it is SO clear that mainstream autistic rep is not actually for us. It perpetuates harmful ideas and only serves as inspiration porn for neurotypicals. They frame our condition on how it impacts others and don’t consult us or let us tell our own stories and pretend we’re all cis white verbal boys with bad social skills. I am only one autistic person, and I cannot write for everyone in the community (please make sure you are listening to and supporting all sorts of autistic people!), but I hope that telling a story influenced by my own will not only help myself but others - and maybe help out any of you that aren’t autistic and are looking to write autistic rep.

The main characters haven’t changed much, but a little re-intro :)

Thomas

studies psychology

bisexual disaster

panic attack! in the library cafe

wannabe plant dad (one of them is named monty :) will monty survive?)

looks like he’d invite you to watch pulp fiction in his dorm but he’s probably never seen it and his favourite movie is probably like. ratatouille

taking italian classes to cope

Junie

studies psychology

16 year old chloe made a pretty girl oc and was like hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me and here we are

bakes to cope

the BEST fashion

lets go on an adventure :) -screams in the forest-

she’s done your birth chart and she is NOT happy

Kristen

studies english and music

the way i literally can’t let go of this bastard and it’s been 8 years

former emo kid who never really got over it

BEST party playlists

often found in the kitchen at 4am making cinnamon rolls

unsupervised access to the internet as a child

i have no taglist for this, but like with NaNoWriMo, i’ll likely do a dedicated taglist for Camp Nano updates and we’ll see where it goes from there! As I said I likely will take a long break from this story after April until I finish drafting Revelations, Revelations, so the taglist will just be for Camp Nano, but I’m excited to spend a month getting to know it and sharing that with y’all so if you’d like to me on a taglist for this, let me know! <3

#i promise my next novel wont be third person present split pov but it is <3 so good <3 #wip intro #amwriting #writeblr #atlastracking #LCOMS #once again i am making a post at 5am and i am also autistic so ignore typos pls <3

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capricornus-rex · 4 years

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Prompt: Overprotective Cal (2)

Gif by @jackmarvin

Cal Kestis x Reader

I just hope you guys found this cute (even for just a lil bit) the way I did when I was reviewing it for edits haha ;w;

Part 1 | Part 3 - End | Masterlist

2 of ?

You got a glimpse of the noisy town before you. It was charming in its own sort of way, but the words mixing in with the white noise and sounds—albeit foreign—was a bit of a culture shock to you. You looked around: sketchy bums lounging around in open-spaced eateries, rude locals who would badmouth you in their native tongue just because you barely brushed shoulders, and the pungence of cooked meat that shouldn’t be cooked in the first place.

“Charming,” Cal sarcastically commented.

“I don’t know about this, Cal,” you muttered within his earshot.

He sensed your anxiety. It was too loud—in your mind, from your body language, and from the way you spoke. He noticed how your eyes shift left and right, observing everything around you in case someone tries to tell on you. Cal knows you’re worried there might be snitches to the Empire and expose your whereabouts.

“It’s going to be fine, [y/n],” he comforted you.

You nodded. When you have gotten far enough into the town, you tried your best not to draw any attention; unfortunately, your poncho was the one that had no hood, much to your misfortune. Both of you presumed that you have reached the marketplace area as the stalls become more evident and the hollering has gotten louder.

While vendors verbally advertised their merchandise to any passerby they see within their three-foot radius, Cal sensed their piercing gazes on you specifically, especially the male vendors. Stopping at one of the stalls that had racks of ship parts on display, the owner—a yellow Rodian—tried to keep you longer in his stall as he blabbered away about how rare his parts are and how you’re not going to get it anywhere else on the planet.

As you intently inspected the parts yourself, you ignored the creepy groaning that he was doing in front of you. For every merchandise of his that you touch, he always has something to say about it. You eyed an external engine that exactly matches the one the Mantis has and needs, it was sitting on the carpet along with his other wares.

“How much for this one?” you point your finger at the part.

Luckily for you and Cal, he can speak in the common tongue but his voice was rather croaky.

“Ahh, you have a sharp eye for machinery, my desert flower,” he cooed in a sad attempt to be charming.

“How. Much?” You hissed, not buying any of his good vendor bull and he seemed disappointed that you didn’t buy into his acting.

“I sell that for 25000, no less! Is state-of-art!”

Your eyes widened both in a mix of sarcasm and disbelief. Twenty-five thousand for an external engine replacement that has probably seen just as enough action as the Mantis?

“I can see why no one has bought it. I’ll give 15000 for it,”

He fights back. He’s not letting you take it after marking it down that much. You insist that you don’t have his asking price.

“Well, I’m sure we can figure something out for it,” his tone changed and neither you nor Cal liked it.

He crossed the line when he was slowly extending his slimy green digits towards you, wiggling them as if casting a spell or trying to hypnotizing you. Before the Rodian could speak any more, Cal bolts in and sharply flicks away the merchant’s hand away from you, he puts his arm around you and immediately tugs you gently away.

“Getting a little too friendly with the sales talk, are we?” Cal sternly cuts in, imposing an intimidating demeanor to the vendor. “I think we’ve made up our mind here.”

Cal immediately took you far enough from the stall.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you huffed, a little shaken but mostly irritated.

“Come on, we can find better ones than that slug,”

Eventually, you entered a shack that had their wares dumped outside of the building. Cal noticed that these weren’t just junk dumped out to rot under the sun, these were bait for onlookers to enter the store.

“A good foot traffic strategy too,” you commented.

“Then let’s hope their stuff is as good as the ones they throw out for bait,”

Upon entering the shack, it was built like a stone house but it was refurbished to a full-fledged warehouse. The ceiling was strewn with hanging pipes and rods, the walls were covered with racks and shelves—when you went to take a closer look, you notice that the items were neatly sorted according to what kind of parts they were—and even the counter itself was filled with miniature drawers filled with small tools.

Cal opened one of the drawers and checked for tools, BD-1 looked around and saw a few exoskeletons of different droid types which may have spooked the poor little guy.

“Hello?” you called loud enough for anyone around the house to hear.

Your voice was heard by the proprietor of the store. A fat man appeared, waddling his way to the front counter where you stood by waiting. In your mind, you thanked it was a human but you were immediately taken over by worry that he’s not as kind as you hope him to be once you negotiate.

“What can I get for ya, kiddo?” He spoke in a pace so quick that you could practically write down his words with no spaces between them.

“Uhh, we need a replacement external engine for our freighter,”

“Got yourselves fried before landing here in this big ol’ sandbox, eh?”

“Yeah, bumpy ride,”

He grunted in agreement. He looked over your shoulder and called out on Cal when he spotted him checking out some power tools.

“Oy, pretty boy, you break ‘em you buy ‘em!”

“Sorry, I was just looking around,”

“He’s with me,” you cut in.

The proprietor shoots a look at you then moved his eyes to Cal, “Heh, no surprise. Both of youse pretty-lookin’. Keep your boyfriend close to ya so he doesn't break my good stuff.”

The owner then gestures you to follow him to the back where he keeps all the big parts in store. You wait for him to stomp ahead because you’re going to beat the old coot to it in ten steps. Cal walked up to your side and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Boyfriend, huh? Has a nice ring to it,” he shrugged coyly.

“You do realize we’ve been together for months now, right?”

“Yeah, I know, I know,” he nodded, then shrugged.

You exhaled through your nose in the guise of a chuckle, you smile at him, and tap him gingerly on the chest, “Yes, Cal, you’re my boyfriend.”

“And a darn good one, too,” he added as he kissed you on the cheek and pinched your chin.

You were taken aback by his sudden display of confidence that you stood there for a few seconds watching him walk away, ahead of you in following the store owner. BD-1 was standing on the counter and was looking at you.

“What a goof, am I right?”

BD-1 beeped agreeably so.

“And a goddamn adorable one at that,” you muttered particularly to no one, concealing a smile in a lip bite.

You picked up BD-1 and caught up to Cal and perched BD-1 on his shoulders while you follow the proprietor.

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gold-kobold · 4 years

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Bro okay, if you get the update up(in a HEALTHY fashion) even if it’s after the 24 hour mark I will not only update two of my fics(and tag you), I will also get to 15000 words in my books on Thursday👌

BRO I’M ALMOST DONE I SWEAR I’M SO CLOSE DUDE, I GOT MAYBE AN HOUR OR TWO UNTIL I’M FULLY DONE??? AND THEN I SWEAR I WILL SLEEP ASGFHDGFJGKH-

and y e s please i would appreciate that shdgjfhgkjhljk i believe in you fam-

#text post #goldie post #misfit-mania-the-real-deal

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soul-write · 4 years

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Camp NaNoWriMo - April 2020

Final wordcount: 15000/15000

Notes: I know, I know I forgot to update you all month but I was tired and busy. Too many things happened this month. But I made it. I'm surprised. I did write the last 2.5k just today, but I'm done! I reached my goal and I'm really happy. I still have to work on the first arc of Project Soulstealer (I only have a couple hundreds words left if I don't stretch it more). It was a really fun experience. I may try again in July but maybe with an even smaller wordcount. Who knows?

A snippet of what I wrote today because I kinda proud of some of these scenes:

They guided him through the streets untill they finally reached a tall 10 stores concrete and glass building.

"The glass prison." The monster was hissing. They definitely didn't like this place. And Huibert didn't like it either. It looked so normal yet so dangerous at the same time.

"Now get inside!"

'I can't just go through the front door!'

"Then find another way in, dumb human!"

Huibert found a way to the backside of the building. There was a door there but when he tried to open it, he found out it was closed.

"Fuck!" He cursed loudly. He tried to think of another way to get inside but his mind was blank. The creature voice broke him from his trance.

"Someone's coming from the other side of the door."

Huibert looked around for somewhere to hide. He saw a dumpster and hide behind it. From his hiding spot he barely heard a key going inside the door lock. He saw a wonky man, barely older than himself stepping outside. He was carrying a bag of trash.

"This is your chance."

For the first time in his life, Huibert listen to his instincts more than his brain. He waited until the man got close to the dumpster. The quickly he got out his hiding spot and punched the man in the face. He didn't wait for his reaction. Huibert run to the door, closed it and locked it.

#royal vs camp nano #wip; project soulstealer #camp nano update #camp nano april 2020 #my writing #writeblr

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secret-engima · 4 years

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So??? What do you think??? Any questions??? Advice??? Anything???

Ummmmm one: I like it, it’s an interesting idea. Two, maybe work on phrasing and pay extra attention to grammar/wordflow? Because, for example, sometimes you used pronouns like she/her and he/him/his too many times close together when just one or two would have been enough (try reading aloud or having your computer read aloud to you, it forces your brain to slow down and really absorb the word-flow and can help a lot, especially on a pet project you’re excited about so your brain is going 15000 mph and may not realize you missed a word or added one too many of the same word in a single sentence). It wasn’t enough to confuse me or anything, but it did make the sentence flow a little bit rougher than it needed to be. Three, I like the thought of an Uzumaki-Uchiha and a Nara-Inuzuka a lot, that is a cool choice of bloodlines. Four, I love Veld just- looking at Hound and going “VALENTINE? VALENTINE KIDDO?????”

Overall, I like it! It was interesting and not something I’ve seen a lot of (or at all) in the ff7 fandom. I give it a hearty thumbs up!

#SE asks #oliverslewty asks #Secret Engima Rambles #other people's fanfiction

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tisfan · 4 years

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State of the Fics 2019

The WIPS and Dead Ends Edition

So: having recently had a few discussions with some fellow authors and talking about other writers and stuff... here is where I’m going to answer some/most/all of the MOARPLZ requests.

I have 440+ works on A03 and a lot of what I hear is MOARPLZ or “is there going to be any more of this...”

So, I’m kinda going through my list right now and letting you know what my plans are for 2020 and what, if anything, you can count on to see more of, and what is, in fact, truly over. If you don’t see a fic that you love and want to know more about it, feel free to ask me.

Take Note and RSVP - every once in a while, we get asked about this story. This was my first jaunt into the fic world, and it’s unfinished. We lost our Steve writer because of some Fandom Drama (you can blame some stans who accused us of plagiarizing a fic we’d never read who continually attacked us until the stress just made it not worth the effort of finishing.)

Solar Powered Soldiers was my first solo effort. This fic, as far as I’m concerned, pretty much sucks. It was meant to be a Steve/Bucky fic, ended up with the only smut scene as a Nat/Clint piece, and didn’t really have a satisfactory ending. I am not likely to ever go back and fix this.

Steve of Oz was supposed to be mostly smutty foray into exploring Steve as the Avengers Bike. The plan was basically for him to end up having sex with literally everyone, while in a Wizard of Oz setting. Never happened, didn’t get much response to it.

Lost in the Shadows Every once in a while, I get someone who asks me about this AU. Talk about your niche markets! On the other hand, I love me some ShadowRun, so I have not closed down the idea of writing more on this AU...

So, here’s a fun thing: This particular AU is what’s been requested by my Marvel Trumps Hate winner, so, I’ll be writing a dragon-level event story for this, some 27 - 30,000 words. You ready, chummer?

The Communal Kitchen AU We have a few half-complete stories in this series; Vol 3, the Mating Habits of Hero Birds, a vague outline of a Team NuclearWinter side piece, and a couple of smut pieces that never got written. I may yank the sex pollen scene from Vol 3 out and post it as a stand-alone. We’ll see. If there’s interest in any of this, maybe we’ll come back to it. (I am currently re-reading the whole series, because honestly, I write the fic I want to read, and so I re-read my own stuff rather a lot.)

Anything involving Phil Coulson and Clint Barton - while I still ship this couple, and I’ll read stuff about them, I’ve pretty much given up writing them. Between Agents of SHIELD and everything with Clint starting in, say Age of Ultron forward, I just... don’t feel it anymore? Which does include the started and never finished Coulson’s Final Case

Next Thursday Night - huh, I’d honestly forgotten about this fic. maybe i’ll revisit it this year upcoming... somewhere I think I have an outline.

Subject to PunTax - I love puns, and this story is very formulaic. I pick a topic, make up 5-7 puns on the subject, wrap a story around it and tie a bow with a suggestive pick up line. So, I leave this open to continue, the next time I’m feeling Punny.

Bucky Barnes has Kittens - Bucky as the crazy cat lady writer with bad anxiety. I’ve had a lot of people tell me this story has been great for them, dealing with Bucky’s anxiety issues. I do have more story ideas for this ‘verse, including Bucky finding out that Steve is also a writer and dealing with that. Decidedly On the List.

Eight Arms to Hold You - I have a handful of extra stories for these. Some of them went up on Tumblr for tentacletober... generally speaking, any mermaid fic of mine is subject to a continuation because MERMAIDS and OCTOBUCKY

All American Road Trip confession time here: I stopped writing this fic because of some anti-tonys who kept popping in my comments for this fic to rant about Tony Stark in a fic that was NOT ABOUT TONY. I’ve deleted all their comments, but they were nasty, and I stopped wanting to write for people who were being so abusive to Tony (and honestly, that much bile spilling in my comments, I don’t care who it’s about, it makes me sad) Like, they liked the Fic (steve/sam/bucky) but... eeeh, whatevs. I didn’t feel like dealing with it, and I’m not going to.

Also Prey - One of my more popular pieces, I reserve the right to add more to it when I’m in a fluff mood.

Kiss me Through the Phone - I wrote this with @27dragons and I have about... half a plan for a third chapter called Your Dirty Little Secret. So, with some encouragement, that could happen.

The Truth is Who You Are - my BDSM with religious song lyrics fic; this stuff is really emotional for me, and while I do have 2-3 more pieces planned, they take me a while to write and they knock the shit out of me while I’m doing it. There’s a lot of Tony working through his self-hatred that just... it’s deep. So... there will be more, it just... might be Some Time.

The Killer and the Kid - this is literally my most popular piece. I get a MOAR PLZ ask on this at least once a month. I have been saying for a while I’m not planning any more of this, but I did offer it as an incentive for the Marvel Trumps Hate auction. This particular fic will ONLY BE WRITTEN for a charitable donation.

Joyride - I’ve written a couple of addons for this fic loosely titled Bundle of Joy. They’re not quite Done Yet, but when I get there, I’ll be posting that.

Nights in Sandbridge - our most popular series, and I love these boys so much here. We have no major plans to continue, but if something strikes us, we may.

WinterIron Pickup - a short story that spawned a second chapter. I have some ideas for continuing this, but it’s fallen by the wayside as I write other things.

What Good is the Sky - this piece is so angsty, and I keep getting requests to do moar of it. Trust me, you don’t want that, it will END BADLY. and I will cry a LOT.

Off the Menu - I really do have a LOT more of this story in my head. I just don’t know when I’m going to get around to it.

Bucky Barnes Prom CYOA this was SO HARD to format that I just gave up on it. I may come back and redo this as a few “completed” stories?

Phoning it In - I do, in fact, have a few more of this AU in mind, I just lost a bit of the shiny after an amazing fucking against the sofa smut scene. So, there might be more of this in your future (also I kept expecting it to win March Madness, so I-- didn’t get back ‘round to it?)

A Poor Reflection - never got finished. Not sure why, I had the whole damn thing plotted out. Where is my outline??

The Enhancile War Series - mostly to play with the trope of naked girl in a box, this series originally had four plotted stories, but we just could NOT get the fourth story to GO anywhere, even pushing on it really, really hard.

Any Old Music Will Do - I have a plot outline for this one, with Bucky and Tony forming the core of the Defenders, along with Luke and Jessica, but I don’t know what I did with it... anyway, there’s more ideas here. a bit.

Indispensable we had a plot idea for a sequel and I actually think we wrote about 15000 words or so on it, but-- meh, it ended up not being very interesting. If we come up with some actual plot, then maybe?

Park(s) and Wreck(ed) - I have some more ideas for this as Tony and Bucky get their sexy on all over the office.

Stark, Naked - we did, in fact, do a sequel to this, which was rather short, but well-received. Not much ideas here for anything else, but we like this version of them, so if we get good prompts, we might be tempted to take up the reigns again.

Land After Time - We get a LOT of requests for Moar of this. If we had ANY FUCKING CLUE what was going on, we might. but we really, really don’t

We Can’t Eat That (It’s Dead) - I actually have an entire plot for this, on who the dead guy is and what happened... I could be encouraged.

Forever Home - we wrote a full length sequel to this, but weirdly enough, it WASN’T the original sequel we’d sort of talked about. which means there’s potentially a third story here... (maybe a 4th one, too)

Excuse me, I think You Have My Suitcase - the further adventures of Tony and Bucky in lacy underthings. Yes. The next time I feel like PWP, I plan to revisit.

Dead to Rights - I still really like this idea... I just didn’t get as much traction from the Umbrella Academy fandom as I would have liked. Probably because most of my writer friends are Not Into It, which doesn’t give me many people to bounce ideas off

New York: Become Human - there’s a LOT more story here to tell... maybe we’ll tell it.

Rejoice in the Sun - I started writing this fairly soon after Endgame, when I had a lot of feels, but between the absolute outpouring of hatred about that movie from the fandom. seriously, y’all were going all Annie Wilkes up in the house to the point that I put Endgame back on BLACKLIST to get away from the seething bile... it got really hard to enjoy post endgame content, and I got sick, too, so... that didn’t help any.

Once a Knight - Witch Bucky and Knight Tony... we have some more plot for this...

No Job Too Small - I think I even have another chapter of this WRITTEN. And some more plotted out. Tony and tiny children. What could go wrong?

(D)rift Away - Bigger Better Bugspray... what happens when the Rifters come back? There might be more of this, once I work out some plot. And honestly, stop getting distracted by the damn @heamarvel prompts.

The Door into Winter - I have a whole story for this, still working on it

Learning to Work Together (Good Omens) - we have some more feels for this, so possibly, if we can put plot together.

Pretty much everything else i’m posting in progress is still going strong, Blueberries, Hell Charger, Can’t Help you Fix Yourself, Reclamation, Draco Malfoy and the Rune... and I have a couple of other collabs with other people that are... bogged down with details right now.

We’ve got a couple of stories headed your way from the Marvel HEA Hallmark challenge, including what may well be my new favorite: Buck Barnes Got Married. We also wrote a Cyber Punk AU with companion Tony as an excuse to dress Tony up in skimpy outfits.

So, that’s like the general status of Old Fic... and having ideas is not the same as finding the time to sit down and WRITE them, especially since New Ideas are attacking me at the same time, honestly.

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