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acowardinmordor · 6 months
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The glory of fanfiction is that anyone can create whatever story they want. They don't have to follow into the standards of literature. It's an entirely different genre and I love it. I will always defend someone's right to tell their story in whatever way they want.
However.
If the first third of a fic is high intensity, and the next third is suspenseful, its really annoying to me when the final third just tapers off with a sigh. It's your story. But oh my god please think about the arc of the story you're telling and check if its balanced. It upsets me so much. Please. I'll help. Send me a message. We'll chat. We can find a way tell your story without the plot whimpering to the end.
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I have made a very rough graph to illustrate my feelings about Marry My Husband Ep 12
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What was that? WHAT WAS IT? WHY?!?!?!?
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intotheelliwoods · 5 months
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if I had a nickel for each rottmnt trend I set I would have 3 damn shiny nickels
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blujaynoodles · 3 months
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'it...... yes.'
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cornfieldsrambles · 7 months
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oh okay okay it's next week nerdy prudes is next week EVERYBODY STAY CALM STAY CALM OMG
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good-beanswrites · 1 month
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I already brought this up, but for quicker reference:
Order of Attack: Mahiru nightmare sequence about Kotoko's attacks. Gotta round out the guilty trio.
Feel free to not prioritize this. :D
LISTEN, I CAN'T BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THE ANGST THAT YOU REQUEST (<- made myself sad over Mappi and worries I may be in trouble for this one). Obligatory "I don't hate Kotoko and think she's very complex but from these character's pov I had to make her solely scary I'm sorry." And of course I was prioritizing this 👀👀👀 I really loved your nightmare sequences, I tried to make one that completed the set but was still unique!! Thank you for the request >:3
TW for referencing her bf's suicide, and descriptions of the attack injuries
“Aw, come on, you can tell me~” Yuno turned her attention away from where she’d been helping Mahiru with dinner. “Both Fuuta and Amane have had nightmares about her. Hell, I’ve had a nightmare or two about her. I won’t think you’re a mean person for admitting it.”
“I’m not lying,” Mahiru insisted. Her lips rounded into a little pout.
Yuno studied her expression. The girl had a way of really looking at someone when she wanted to. Sometimes it was a wonderful feeling – her gaze could be full of understanding, warmth. You were seen. You were heard. She saw you for all that you were. 
But in times like these, Mahiru found herself shifting under the pressure of it. Yuno was truly seeing her. She could see how Mahiru’s smile was frozen in its forced shape these past few weeks. She could see the way she flinched at loud noises, or how all the blood drained from her face when Kotoko’s voice echoed from the room next door. In waking, there was no doubt Mahiru was afraid of her. In sleep, though…
Yuno took her hands in both of hers.
“Then… what do you dream about?”
Mahiru was in the woods. She was running, her feet bare, her breath hitching. 
At first, she thought she was fleeing something. Danger and death loomed around her. The trees closed in. The canopy plunged her into darkness. The branches reached out to tear at her flowered dress, or snag on her hair. The trees pressed close to suffocate her. She grabbed at her throat. 
At some point, it became clear she was running towards something. A figure came into her view, just ahead. Though he didn’t appear to be running, she couldn’t catch up to him. She had to. He was in danger. She had to get to him. She had to stop him. 
He entered a clearing up ahead. Mahiru could just barely see into it. She tried to scream out, begging him to stop, but no words came out of her wheezing mouth. She could stop everything, she could stop all of this, if only –
She burst through the clearing. The figure, now a young woman, stood in the center. She faced away. 
Mahiru tried again to tell Kotoko to stop, but it didn’t matter whether or not she could speak, now; it was too late. 
On the ground below, between tree roots and scattered leaves, lay two small bodies.  
Mahiru’s hands flew to cover her mouth. Her legs grew weak with horror. There was blood everywhere, and bones bent at wrong angles. Fuuta’s limbs were twisted and limp. Amane had curled herself to cover her face, blood streaming from between her fingers.
 Kotoko, too, had red-stained hands. She surveyed her work with pride.
“What… have you done…?”
Slowly, Kotoko turned. Mahiru wanted to turn around and run before those bloodthirsty eyes could land on her. Her legs stayed frozen in place even as her heart raced in her chest. 
Kotoko met her gaze. Then, she gave a gentle smile.
“Thank you.”
Mahiru stumbled back a few steps.
“You let this happen.” 
“No…”
“You did. You could have stopped this, but you didn’t. Thank you.”
“I-I didn’t –! This isn’t – ! I thought –”
“You knew this was going to happen.” She spoke a familiar name, and Mahiru shook her head violently. “You knew what he was planning. You had plenty of chances to stop him. You didn't. You knew what I was planning. You know how to calm people down, how to bring groups together. But you didn’t speak to me once about it. You wanted this to happen.”
“I didn’t!” She said it frantically, unsure if she was trying to convince Kotoko, the two beaten prisoners, herself, or someone else. “I didn’t.” The statement was true, but it didn’t change anything that Kotoko had said.
The forest closed in. Kotoko reached a hand out, beckoning to her.
“We make a good team, don’t we?”
“No…” 
Mahiru was struck with the thought that she didn’t want to take hold of such a disgusting hand, only to glance down at her own. They were just as slick with blood. She let out a shriek.
It was Amane’s. It was Fuuta’s. It was his. 
Mahiru’s legs finally gave out on her. When she looked up, Kotoko was still smiling.
“So… who will be next?” 
Mahiru slipped away from Yuno’s grasp. 
“Oh, don’t you worry about little old me!” She turned back to their work. She brushed her hands off on her apron, giving them an extra swipe for good measure. “I promise, Kotoko isn’t the villain in my dreams.”
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Old Choices book endings:
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Modern Choices book endings:
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midzilla · 1 year
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the smartest in the room, bored to death
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ima-ghost-art · 6 months
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Monochrome Family Royalty au!
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will i colour this? probably not anytime soon lmao
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frecklystars · 2 years
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i’ve got you, hold on
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night-ah-ahks · 9 months
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me: “hmm I don’t really like the idea of q!wilbur saving q!quackity because he’s not really involved in lore”
also me: *actively writing a fic with that concept*
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noahreidstyle · 4 months
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IT'S JANUARY!
And that means it's time for the last leg of the concert tour!
NRS is DESPERATE for volunteers for these 12 shows, especially if you are going to MINNEAPOLIS, ST LOUIS, NASHVILLE, ATLANTA, OR AUSTIN!
Our volunteers help us get accurate set lists for his Setlist.fm profile (every setlist up until now for official concerts is already up there) and good outfit photos to help us ID his clothes and to use on our Instagram page.
For set lists: you can record the list any way you like, on paper, in your Notes app, by taking short videos of each song, whatever. We just want to make sure we know exactly what he played, in order!
For photos: we're happy to use anything you took yourself, while he was on stage, at stage door, with or without you in them (we'll confirm with you whether we're allowed to post each photo, so don't worry, we're happy to have you say "you can post this but cut me out" or "please don't post this, but I wanted to give you another view to help you see his outfit details".)
We've created a Google Form for you too tell us how you want to help and where we can contact you to confirm. Everything you tell us on the form is confidential, from how you want to be contacted to which shows you're going to.
SIGN UP TO HELP OUT HERE!
MINNEAPOLIS IS IN 5 DAYS AND WE HAVE NO VOLUNTEERS!
Please consider volunteering and pass this along to anyone you know who might want to help!
(Standard disclaimer: He is not actually saying anything about us in the video we stole this cap from, obviously. It's about climate change, it's from 4 years ago, and the real video is here!)
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simikae · 1 year
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faves (and second faves) from my winter break backlog 👍
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comfymoth · 6 months
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i have so fully cemented myself in the q!q shadenfruede coner that really the stuff i can enjoy where hes winning anything is whatever youre doing, so id say youre pretty convincing when it comes down to it
HAHA, YES!!! I WIN!!! see, i think the thing is if i’m gonna give quackity any wins (which i am so kind and generous for doing), he just can’t be allowed to get to them the right way, y’know? he has to lose so fucking hard first, fully fall flat on his face, and then clamber back up using the jankiest route imaginable. he has to stay pathetic about it or else it isn’t funny to me
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chiropteracupola · 1 year
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caesar is not the only one taking damage from romans today
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scorchieart · 1 year
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You think this is funny, don'cha?
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8 points, one for each of you princes? Clever clever, Mr. Lelouch. But guess what? After the next round, you'll be demoted from the team for good! And I won't have to see you or your cards at the salon anymore- oh.... 😥
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