Since I finally have my accounts set up,, I'm going to link them here!! They don't have anything on them yet, but make sure to look out for updates, as you will be getting snippets posted here :3
Hi!!
So as I've mentioned on my tumbr, I'm going to be writing LMK Cupid's Gun AU's created by DynamicSimp
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ihateplums is an avid fanfiction reader and an active particpant in the world of fandom.
So,, a little while ago, I said that I would be giving snippets during the writing process because I am very slow at writing.
I think that this specific section would be interesting to read, as well as give a 'in story' introduction to a little bit of the theme of this specific oneshot!!
Real quick, this is about the Cupid's Gun, EYESHOT AU, created by @dynamicsimp on tumblr!! Pls go check them out, they're really cool!!
Content Warning:
Descriptions of a crawling/wriggling feeling
Mention of something "rotting" in their body
Violence overall
The feeling of rejection by the mind
The body and mind "accepting" something that feels revolting
If any of this triggers you or make you uncomfortable, please stop reading, or continue with caution.
Context: Given my understanding of Wukong through a psychological standpoint, I feel like this would be his view on Macaque and Lovebug's relationship, and how he feels about it from the context of the Cupid's Gun, EYESHOT AU.
THIS IS MY INTERPRETATION.
Anyways,, here it is!!
(Please don't mind all the pauses, I was reading it out and couldn't remember where to pause without them. There will be less in the full fic!!)
Fanfic Excerpt #1 - Disgust
Wukong wasn’t scared of him. He wasn’t scared of much, to be fair, but especially not Macaque. Wukong could never fear any version of Macaque. What he felt was… extremely… disgusted? No, that wasn’t the right word.
It was hard for him to describe. Calling is disgust felt like a downplay on itself. It felt… like when he heard his voice, saw his form, felt any connection of their fur pressed together, he felt like there was something… writhing under his skin, a… a thing, crawling around in his stomach. Not butterfly’s, it was… it felt like a giant worm was wriggling itself into his stomach, making any nausea induced bile feel like it couldn’t get out of him. Like it was blocking his throat, making his skin feel like it psychically couldn’t cover all his flesh. Wukong wanted to take that parasite and rip it out of Macaque, to remove the thing that was making him act like a mindless demon, but… this feeling made him too nauseous to even consider touching Macaque, even if it was in a way that would make him reject it. To help him, to fix what had happened.
He wanted to get as far away from it as possible, that horrible rotting parasite that had taken over Macaque’s body. It was sickening. It wasn't fear, but a disgusting sensation that made him feel like his very mind was rejecting something that wasn’t even in his own bodily system. And the worst part was… Macaque’s body… his mind… it had accepted Lovebug. His body was Lovebugs home now.
And it was absolutely revolting.
End Snippet.
Let me know if you enjoyed this, and would like me to keep giving snippets of the fanfic I'm writing. Also let me know if you would want an audio version, as I always make an audio version of everything I write, but I'm willing to share it.
Make sure to keep up with updates, and go check out @dynamicsimp!! ♡♡♡
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