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@melissa-nika
Am I creating 4 languages and a flower tarot for a fanfic which may never see the public eye?
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being a writer is fun
my daily affirmation as an author
if you couldn't be bothered to write im not gonna bother reading
They don't fully believe whumpee, at first.
Sure, they were hurt. Horrifically, even. There's no denying the scars. But the things they describe? There's just no way someone could do such horrific things to a person, and there's no way a person could walk away from that. There must be embellishments, hyperbole, some misremembering.
Then they find the tapes.
You have the best wizard-dad ever. He lets you have the tallest tower with the best view of his territory, gives you all these big dragons as pets, and keeps you safe from the outside world. So why are these strangers trying to take you away and calling him âevilâ?
Ok but consider, whumpee being rescued/escaping and realizing the world has moved on without them...
Their partner/spouse has started seeing someone else, believing whumpee to be dead. Bonus if the new partner is less "damaged" than whumpee, making them feel even worse about what happened to them.
Their apartment/house is occupied by new inhabitants, potentially leaving whumpee homeless.
Their place of employment simply replaced them with a new hire, and whumpee has to find a new job with a huge gap in their resume, depending on how long they were tortured for.
Their friends have all moved on, perhaps even finding a new friend to replace whumpee.
Their family has converted their bedroom into a storage room, and maybe even gave some of their things away, believing they weren't coming back.
Their favorite restaurant/coffee shop/bar/etc. has closed down, and whumpee can't even go there for their favorite food/drink after being tortured for so long.
Oh yeah and add all the trauma from being actually whumped :)
This butâŚ
The people who they thought wouldnât care were the only ones who did.
The professor they thought hated them kept their transcript up and open, took care of packing up their dorm and putting it into storage instead of just throwing everything away.
Their nosy picky coworker had been the one to thoughtfully pack up their cubicle/locker, watering their office plant so that even if they had been replaced, the few pictures they had of family and friends and their little plant had been looked after.
The neighbor theyâd had arguments with mowed their yard, picked up their mail, took care of their pets after realizing Whumpee was gone. Whumpeeâs house or apartment may be in someone elseâs name but their pet is living safe and fed at the neighbors, waiting for them to come back.
It throws into contrast just how much everything else hurt.
My characters are often brought to life by my personal struggles or some realisation about somebody or me
And that's fine - many do it that way
But I realised that majority of my characters are different flavor of the same dish - They learn that they were never only the flaws they noticed
And solution I give them to ease their struggles is somebody for them to lean on, to talk to, to get a hug and comfort
That's scary realisation to have - I write better endings for them, because I don't believe I would get a happy ending
And with that I think I finnaly cracked the case of why my coping mechanism when I feel depressed or stressed is creating stories
Little demons in my head said I can't write cute fluff ace-bi friendship
They demand hurt/comfort in the most whump possible way and crank it to 11
Oh well, sorry love but we have misery for dinner
You are a mystery detective that solves fake monster crimes. When you finally meet real monsters, they reward you for being their most trusted agent against identity crimes
you know what iâll use my own imagination for a while
âI want to write a fic about this but I donât think anybody will be interested in itâ ummm hello excuse me maâam what do you mean you donât think anybody will be interested in it??? YOU. YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT???? write it because YOU are interested in it and YOU want to write about it. fanfic writing should always be first and foremost about YOUR enjoyment, not other peopleâs.
âI donât want to be a burden..â
âBe one. Please. Please, please let me carry you for just a little while, I can. I want to.â
âBut-â
âYouâre worth carrying.â
âI donât want to be a burden..â
âBe one. Please. Please, please let me carry you for just a little while, I can. I want to.â
âBut-â
âYouâre worth carrying.â
Okay, we got a new one, boys.
Close enough welcome back Chekov's gun.
Prev you canât bury this in your own tags
I also like the idea of showing something as a problem before itâs shown as a strength. Almost every character trait has two sides, and by showing the âbadâ side first, it sets things up to not only make sense, but to also be very satisfying.
I need tiktokers to understand that ao3 has been home for the freaks (affectionate) ever since the day it was created. the entire site was created because âdark and fucked up ficsâ were banned and removed from other platforms, so us freaks came together and created a site for other freaks â a site where nothing is censored, a site with no algorithm, no capitalism, no ads, and again, absolutely no censorship.
this has been our house for decades. you newbies donât come into our house and tell us how to arrange our furniture. either be nice and respect our house, or leave and build your own house elsewhere.
in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.
I'm thinking of writing that in authors note just for fun
I'm gonna go check on my WIP. just in case it wrote itself while I was gone. You never know.