if you have a problem with any of the fictional pairings that i enjoy on the internet, for the low cost of $9,000 you can pay me to care about what you think
writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.
If youve ever said something nice to me and i never replied I apologize! Unfortunately i am a neurotic prey animal and your message was nice enough to make me scurry under my leaf mold and hold still to camouflage myself until the danger passed
I can believe the twdg comic is a nightmare to every fan ever, no doubt, but my heart goes out to Violetine shippers specifically. Because we are shown multiple times that Violet has mad abandonment issues, like that's a canon part of her character, and Clem knows this right. Yet Clem ( for the people who romanced/became besties with Violet ) still just? Leaves her? Clem really looks at Violet, recognizes her intense trauma with abandonment that she's only just now healing over, and straight up ditches her. This comic literally makes Clem look like a selfish asshole no matter the route you took ( Clouis, Violetine ) and was the worst possible way to ever continue her character. She would never do this to anyone at the school, and the path the comic took was literally the biggest fuck you to Violetine specifically I've ever seen.
ro deals with having mat back, though can't help but worry that something could be wrong
The edges of her vision become fuzzy - almost like she was stuck in a dream - when Mat stumbles through the door, a faint golden light shining upon him as if he was a gift from God himself ( he was, he was ) and her breath catches. Her heart stops too.
He's here. Somehow, against all odds, against death itself, Matthew's back and she's on the verge of passing out due to the lack of air going through her lungs. As her other friends rush over, the revived man collapsing in their arms, she feels a sharp jab in her side causing her to gasp for air on instinct. Suddenly her heart works again and she's back to breathing, all thanks to Safiya - who looks down at her with bright eyes.
Of course, they steer the man her way. That's her best friend. Her everything, really, if she let herself confess it. Rosanna would go crazy without him here to guide her. Her eyes water with emotion as she takes the aching man from them and sits him down. The first thing she notices are his eyes, hazy with disorientation. He looks around, breath hitching with panic, and she realizes he's struggling to see. She waves her hand in his face until his honey-brown orbs focus to follow it. Once Mat sees it's her, his face twists and she's being dragged into a bone-crushing hug.
His embrace is cold, not the warm one she fantasized about, but she tries to repress her shivers just for him.
The smell of death clings to him like a king's heavy robe. Her nose scrunches up and she hates that smell ; hates the idea of death in general, though for him she suffers. Its like her new thing. For him, for him, for him-
Mat rocks her gently in his arms, with her burying her head deeper into his shoulder while her friends watch the two of them reunite. She doesn't want to let go of him, doesn't want him to let go of her either. Selfish need wraps around her throat and squeezes, leaving her breathless once more.
"It was nice, don't worry."
"What?"
The detective sighs dreamily, hand dragging up her back to stroke long, brown, wavy hair. "What comes after. It was nice." He admits, his voice a mere whisper so no one hears him. "But it was lonely without you. I don't think I'm supposed to be there without you, Ro."
Rosanna lets herself breathe in, relieved that he never stopped loving her, even in death. "I don't think so, either." She agrees, the words sounding more like a desperate confession.
I need you. I need you. It's laced within her tone and her words, hoping he can hear the secret message.
She feels Matthew's chin move on her shoulder and before she knows it? Her beloved friend pulls away, leaving her with her arms pathetically open, as he looks up at the small ground gathered in front of him. Rosanna aches with her want, fingers twitching as she withholds the urge to grab onto his jacket and yank him closer once more. She watches him gasp softly, eyes turning fond as he jerks up and hugs Manny- all while Nikita eyes him, unimpressed.
Joey and Safiya celebrate, smiling at each other and embracing themselves. After the brutal murder of Colleen, she wasn't sure anyone here could smile again. Yet that's all she sees, wide grins and brightening eyes. And its all thanks to Mat with his grasping fingers, the way he curls into the arms of everyone. A wounded sort of tenderness clinging to his orange coat that keeps lighting up the room.
But she watches, dejected, only thinking about how hard it would be to let Mat go a second time.
"Please," she whispers to the Carnival Master ; wherever he may be. "Please let him make it."
And please, the little jet-setter thinks as she watches Mat's eyes darken when he looks over the group in general. His words from earlier rattle in her head, becoming unnerved by them. Leaving her to simply plead-
sometimes, I wish etn fanfics were more acknowledged by the fandom. you always see people talk about edits and tier list, but it's rare to see someone in the fandom talk about their favorite etn fics or something. you could argue that most of the fics are shippy, and while I totally understand why that's a turn off for some people-- there are actual fics out there that don't include shipping.
maybe I should whiney since I am a fanfiction writer, but I really hope etn fics are more appreciated in the future!
( side note, yes i'm writing more etn fics behind the scenes lmao )
origamiaround
dededos
stormborns
dailybridgerton
blakekathryn
germansingergirl
titsay
