WIP stands for work indefinitely postponed

| Clem | 27 | they/them - she/her | multifandom fanfic writer | FR/ENG |

[flaminpumpkin]

Hi~! I'm Clem. Local overworked fanfic writer.

This is a multifandom blog (DC / Jjk /CoD mainly, but also Pacific Rim / KnY) but I also love art in general and will reblog stuff I like. Reblogs will be organized with tags, so if you don't want to see certain stuff, feel free to mute these tags!

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Twitter: @Dpressedpumpkin (SFW) / @Dpravedpumpkin (NSFW)

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My ask box is always open for questions or just random stuff ^^

(I will follow from @flamin-pumpkin for the time being until I manage to make this account my main but I'm only active here)

[flaminpumpkin]

hiii just a quick question, do you still plan on updating your fic “hearing echoes” ? 😅

Hello, anon~! ^^

Yes! I do plan on updating Hearing Echoes again! I actually have (at this moment) 3 more chapters planned, though it might be more depending on whether or not I'll have to split them to keep a 3k to 5k chapter length (which, again, might happen to the next chapter because I'm a bit past 4k and still haven't written half of what I wanted for it) ^^

I do feel like I owe the people who read and/or have read this fic since the beginning a bit of an explanation.

Firstly, this is my first multichapter fic and I clearly overestimated myself there ^^' which is why the updating schedule has been wonky from the start. I also started working nightshifts while I was writing it, so between working hours and sleeping hours, I was really only left with my rest days to write, while also taking care of stuff at home and, let's be honest, I quickly got overwhelmed by everything.

But I also hit a huge writer block when it came to HE after the last update. I didn't know what to write anymore and every time I opened the doc, I just stared at it for hours without doing anything. Then I got in other fandoms, got some inspo again so I wrote for them, signed up for an event, and started a lot of projects.

In my mind though, HE wasn't abandoned, I was just waiting for the right moment, for the ideas to strike again. Funnily enough, that moment happened to occur after giving up writing for a while because some fandom made it feel like a burden more than a pleasure (yes, my brain has a horrible timing, about as bad as Raleigh in this fic X) ). So, as I'm slowly working my way back into writing, HE is one of my main projects.

So. TL; DR: I am still planning to update this fic because I cherish it and I want it to be completed because I want my boys (and Mako and Herc) to have a happy ending and some deserved closure. I hope I didn't lose you there during my babbling, dear anon (I know I take a tangent sometimes OTZ) and do know that your ask and just knowing there is at least one person out there who is still eager to read this fic, gave me a boost of motivation, so, genuinely, thank you!

As an apology for the wait, here is a little sneak-peak of chapter 5!

(This is a first draft, so have mercy on my ass and the potential mistakes orz)

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Soap was ashamed to admit he had been drooling over his lieutenant when he noticed it.

Or Soap noticing a particularly nasty scar on Ghost leads to some new discovery about the man.

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It was a horrible feeling. Jealousy. Ugly and somber. The same sickly green of absinthe, and poisonous all the same. It burned and ate at your insides like a hungry beast, never satisfied, never satiated. It gnawed at your common sense and at the tender parts of your heart until it was bruised and bloody and raw, easy to hurt and manipulate. It clawed its way into every other emotion and permeated them with a coat of viciousness, tainted even the purest of them.

It was as foreign to Hiromi as love was. And he wanted to get rid of it.

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Waiting for the dust to settle was nerve wracking. Being a silent, passive observer made it even worse.

---------

Kento should have kissed him.

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A simple text. A 'I need a favor' that had Satoru staring at his phone for a good ten minutes.

But no. He hadn't misread.

Or

Nanami asks Gojo for a favor.

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“I’m going to need you boys to split up.”

“No.”

Price had barely had time to finish his sentence before the word was out of Simon’s mouth. Low, gruff. Resolute. He didn’t even have to think or debate with himself. The answer would still be the same.

“Simon-”

“Lt-”

“I said no.”

Insubordination or not, he was not letting Johnny out of his sight.

[flaminpumpkin]

Given the state of twitter, I think I'm gonna dust up this account and try and be more active here. Promote my fics here, too, while I'm at it.

Also, glad to announce I am back on my batlantern bullshit. Got 2 wips already for them.

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Why hello, little deviation from the usual content~ Have so disgustingly in love CoD men~

[flaminpumpkin]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It's finally here~~~

[flaminpumpkin]

I just powered through 4k for the next update of Hearing Echoes (chaleigh fic). I feel invincible. I might finish it today. Who fucking knows.

[flaminpumpkin]

*cracks back after sitting like an overcooked shrimp for 7 hours*

Done.

[flaminpumpkin]

Yeah, I don't think I'll be posting it this week ajsoqnakqmaj

[flaminpumpkin]

I just powered through 4k for the next update of Hearing Echoes (chaleigh fic). I feel invincible. I might finish it today. Who fucking knows.

[flaminpumpkin]

*cracks back after sitting like an overcooked shrimp for 7 hours*

Done.

[battlecrazed-axe-mage]

We've all gotten just a bit too comfortable being jerks to strangers on the internet I think

[battlecrazed-axe-mage]

So I've hidden this reply, both because it's obnoxious and because I don't want the person who wrote it being harassed for it, but I need you to understand: I don't know you. We are not friends. This is not fun or cute, we are not sharing a charming joke together. You are just being an asshole.

[peacemode]

no defense of the quote intended here but i think this is a fundamentally unrealistic goal for the anonymized internet and hoping/intending for it to get better is not gonna pan out

[battlecrazed-axe-mage]

I think if you see someone say "we should be nicer to each other" and your immediate reaction is "yeah but we won't," then you are part of the problem

[just-french-me-up]

I'll let y'all fanfic readers in on a little secret: if you find a writer who portrays your favs or that specific trope just right and you want to get more of it, the trick is reblogging or even just commenting and/or going wild in the tags, and you'll probably get more

listen, I am but a simple duck, if you feed me I'll just FEAST on those crumbs and you can bet your ass I'll come back to that pond for some additional bread crumb feasting

[byjove]

I bought this expensive ass yogurt as a gift to myself so that I could make little candles in the tiny terracotta pot it comes in and it turns out it is the best, creamiest, most buttery heavenly delicious yogurt I have ever tasted and I’m now addicted

[byjove]

sometimes things that are expensive are worse but sometimes things that are expensive are astronomically better and that’s where the real problem lies

[rattle-my-stars]

[the-stray-liger]

Instead of making up shitty racist headcanons about Miles shoplifting join me in headcanoning him picking up ballet because he thought Gwen being a ballerina was super neat and it would help him in his spiderman job

[beefybluewerewolf]

[dracophile]

Spider strength he can’t control + Lifts = Hilarity

[aethersea]

Miles, muttering to himself: do not yeet the ballerina. do NOT yeet the ballerina

[thatgirlonstage]

Jumps. JUMPS.

Miles frantically googling “How high can normal people jump??? How high can ballerinas jump?????? I don’t think I’m supposed to be able to jump straight up to the ceiling and also I keep getting stuck up there please help”

[phantoms-lair]

Once Mile’s spider sense pinged lightly about a balcony set and he told the crew master he had a bad feeling about it. The balcony collapsed later. No one was hurt, but now Miles has to go over sets and pronounce them clear of ‘bad feelings’

He’s not even good enough to be in shows yet, but nothing goes out without his seal of approval

[firebirdeternal]

honestly I have known so many stage managers and props department people who are Exactly This Superstitious. (And hell, in this case they’re not even wrong he literally has magic danger powers)

I’ve also known a few dancers, and without exception the reaction to finding out this boy can effortlessly hold them in a single arm lift or YEET them dozens of feet in the air (And catch them after!) would be PURE GLEE.

[crazy-pages]

“Okay, Glynda, look, we all know he’s Spiderman. Kid’s terrible at hiding it. But imagine this. None of us tell him we know and none of us tell him how high ballerinas can really throw their partners. And each class we just keep on pretending like we’re impressed with how fast he’s improving but, y'know, he’s still got further to go.”

“Uhuh, yeah, I see that look in your eyes Glynda. You know exactly where I’m going with this. How high do you think Spiderman can throw you?”

“Okay, Glynda, stop giggling, the giggling is creepy. Dessie, please make her stop giggling.”

[silver-thyla]

This is wonderful

[starstruckmyths]

One day, in the middle of ballet class, there was a robbery going on a block away, so of course Miles’ gotta rush over there to help out. He grabs his mask, but doesn’t have time to put on his whole suit because he said he was going to the bathroom and it’s be weird if he was gone for so long.

Cue Spider-Man kicking ass in pink ballet shoes and leggings.

This actually increased his popularity severely, and lots of people suddenly gained the interest in ballet; boys too, because if someone as cool as Spider-Man does it, everyone can do it.

When he’s back the instructors don’t comment on the rip in his shirt, the dirt on his shoes, or the smear of paint on his leggings. They make sure to treat the class afterwards. After all, it’s not every day that Spider-Man stops a bunch of bankrobbers and manages to do a high pirouette without crashing through the ceiling this time!

[janedrewfinally]

This keeps getting better!

[dakotafinely]

Someone: *Attempts to comment on how weird it is that Miles can throw Glenda high enough she can touch the roof with her palm*

The Stage Manager:

[unashamedly-enthusiastic]

Ballet companies starting rumours that Spiderman doesn’t actually has super powers, he’s just classically trained

You too could scale buildings if you would just practice regularly and focus on your core

[meredithmcclaren]

This is delightful.

[flaminpumpkin]

I just powered through 4k for the next update of Hearing Echoes (chaleigh fic). I feel invincible. I might finish it today. Who fucking knows.