Hello, Sonia here! This is the place were i will post my writing and fandom headcnanons. Side blog warning. Sidebar credit @jistuiwawatashiwa Mobile header credit @coelhotigre
WELCOME TO THE FOREST OF INSPIRATION
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Status: active
Events: Holiday Event
My list of fandoms that i am writing for:
-Fate/FGO
-Utapri
-Enstars
-A3!
-Idolish7
-Bang Dream
-Hypnosis Mic
-Project Sekai
What i will write:
-Reader insert
-Ships
-General Headcanons
-Crossovers
-Nsfw but only for characters 18 and over(list of kinks that i am confortable will will be posted soon) (blacklist the tag #citrus drink to avoid that content if uncomfortable)
Happy Valentine's Day @an-alienz-ilu
I am your i7 Valentine's!
So have some Tamaki-focused and Mezzo crumbs fic!
Tamaki looked at the proposal in front of him.
A radio producer wanted Mezzo to do a special program for Valentine’s Day. According to the radio producer Mezzo should do a small discussion on what love means to them.
He bit his cheek.
‘Love’ was a weird concept to Tamaki. Especially when it came to romantic.
His parents did not love each other…or used to love each other. That much he understood even as a kid.
He sometimes did not know if he ever felt it. He of course loved Aya, and he also loved Sougo and the rest of idolish7.
But what you could call a ‘romantic love’, he could say he was unfamiliar with it.
He looked at Sougo for a moment. He noticed the other man was looking at him worried.
Maybe Tamaki should tell what was feeling…but he also does not want to burden Sougo. He knows the older man is a worrywart and it can affect him.
Now all he has to do try his best to carry out this job successfully.
That though could not leave Tamaki’s head∙ What is love? More particularly, what is romance?
He wrote ‘love’ in his notebook trying to write ideas for the radio show. But the page was blank.
He was looking at it trying for something to come up but nothing. He felt his head hurting.
‘Hey are you listening to me?’ A voice brought him out of his thoughts.
He looked up and met two pair of eyes, a golden and a blue.
‘It is usual to see you so lost in your thoughts. You better not be thinking something stupid again.’ Iori commented.
‘Yeah, it is not ‘you’ to be so absorbed.’ Haruka agreed.
Tamaki just felt defeated. He signed.
‘As your unitmate, could you tell me what is your problem?’
‘Love...’ Tamaki simply said and the two other boys just looked at each other confused.
‘I want to know love!!’ Tamaki said loudly.
‘I am confused Yostuba-san…’ Iori commented.
‘He is right…What do you mean you want to know love?’
‘Me and Souchan have a job for Valentine’s Day to write what love means for us…’ Tamaki explained. ‘I have never had any feeling towards a girl; I don’t know how it feels and I don’t know what to write...’
A moment of silence.
‘So, you want a relationship?’
‘You know you can’t be in a relationship…You are an idol!’
Tamaki let out a scream.
‘That’s not what I meant…’ Tamaki corrected, feeling defeated again.
He needs to ask someone else…
When he and Iori went back home they were greeted by Riku, Mitsuki and Nagi.
‘Welcome back!’ Riku greeted them with a smile while Mitsuki and Nagi waved at them from the kitchen.
‘Do you guys know what love is?’ Tamaki asked without thinking much.
The guys just looked at each other.
‘What are you talking about Tamaki?’ Mitsuki asked.
‘Ignore him Nii-san.’ Iori explained. ‘He is confused about a work project.’
‘Oh, love!! A feeling so warm that is both beautiful and terrifying!’ Nagi injected.
‘Don’t encourage him…’ Iori scolded the older man.
‘I am more than happy to teach you about love my dear Tamaki!’
Nagi pulled Tamaki and set him on the couch and the others followed them along to make sure he didn’t confuse the younger boy.
‘Well, tell me Tamaki, what do you want to know about love? We will not judge you here!’
‘I just confused about what love is.’ Tamaki simply said. ‘And I don’t know what to say for my Valentine’s job with Soucchan…’
‘Oh, I see what the problem is!’ Tamaki said. ‘My dear Tamaki, love is like a fire, beautiful, yet distructive, with the power to bring down even the most powerful men…’
Mitsuki smacked the other man on the head.
‘Stop, you are confusing him with all this poetic stuff.’
He placed an arm on the boy’s shoulder.
‘You know Tamaki, love isn’t just one thing. There are many forms of it.’
‘Yes! I love Tenn-nii and I love our fans! So I would use that.’ Riku added.
‘But this is not what I am looking for!’ Tamaki felt defeated.
Now, Tamaki was more confused now.
He might need a pudding.
‘Onii-san!’
As Tamaki turned back from the convenience store, he was greeted by Aya.
‘Aya! How are you doing?’
‘Fine, my training was fun today!’ She replied with a smile. ‘How about you?’
‘Fine!’ He said but his smile dropped. ‘I just have some trouble with a job.’
‘Oh! What is it? I can help you.’
‘I have to write something about love, but I have never fallen in love.’
Tamaki took a breath and looked to the sky.
‘I understand what you mean.’ Aya replied after a beat. ‘I don’t think I understand it either. I think I knew what it was, but I was wrong…’
She was playing with her hands.
‘I guess that is both of us…’ Tamaki agreed.
‘Why don’t you talk to Sougo? He might be able to help you.’
‘I don’t want to add pressure to him.’ Tamaki added. ‘You know how he is.’
‘I think you should still try to talk to him. Maybe he can help you.’
Tamaki smiled.
‘Maybe you are right.’
‘Soucchan can I come in?’ Tamaki knocks on the door.
‘Come in Tamaki-kun.’
He opened the door and saw the older man lifting his head from his papers.
‘With what can I help you with Tamaki-kun?’
‘I am confused about our Valentine’s Day project. What should I write about love when I have never been in love...’
Sougo looked at him and signed.
‘You can know love without being in love.’ The older man explained. ‘You love Aya and the guys, right?’
‘But isn’t it weird that I have never felt it?’
Sougo smiled.
‘No, not at all. You are still young and have a lot to find out about yourself∙ one step at a time.’
Also possibly relevant is that probably when Van Gogh finished Starry Night, he jumped up and down in frustration for a while because it didn’t look as good as it had in his head.
Tolkien used to complain that he could never write anything as well as he could imagine it. So you know, ‘good enough’ is definitely a thing.
A relative of mine is a professional author and every time someone asks him which of his books is his favorite one, he always says “The one in my head, because I haven’t messed it up yet.”
He’s written more than thirty books and several of them have been on the Times bestseller list, and he still thinks this way.
You’re always your own worst critic.
If you use Google Docs for your writing, I highly encourage you to download your work, delete it from Google Docs, and transfer it to a different program/site, unless you want AI to start leeching off your hard work!!!
I personally have switched to Libre Office, but there are many different options. I recommend checking out r/degoogle for options.
what with all this talk of fanfic and ai and feeding other people's work without permission into ai programmes to 'finish' a fanfic or whatever... it's just showing how people see fic as 'content'? a fanfic as something mass-produced and official, something to consume at a distance and then talk about in a vacuum? something to use for your own purposes and something over which you have a claim?
fanfic is written by fans like you. written out of love and passion and a lot of effort and hard work, so that the author can share their enthusiasm for the characters and stories with other fans. like you. they aren't these untouchable, faceless people above you – they're your peers. gifsets, fanart, fanfic – they're all made by your peers. mutuals. friends.
if you want to know more about the fic, talk to the author! so many fic writers leave their socials in the end notes of their fics – talk to them! they're not going to be affronted or judgemental. chances are, they're going to be over the moon that you like their work and want to engage and discuss the characters and the themes etc. they made you happy with their fic, and you would be making them so happy in return! (and what does a happy writer do? write more!)
as a fic writer, I made one of my closest tumblr friends because she read my fic and left a really nice comment, and then we got talking and brainstorming loads of headcanons and fic ideas together! fic writers want to talk! if you enjoy someone's presence and contributions in a fandom, let them know!
and for the love of all that is good, don't feed someone's hard work into an ai programme!!! whether you post it (which is just horrible tbh) is beside the point – you're facilitating the plagiarism of their fic!
kind of wanna reinforce this here. because i’ve seen ai writing become so popular on tik tok.
ai writing is not okay.
it’s literally theft. just like how ai art steals, ai writing steals. it’s using authors’ very real work to generate whatever you type in. and this also needs to be said as well.
writing is a form of art. fanfiction is a form of literature.
seeing this all over my fyp is REALLY discouraging. fanfic itself is already a labor of love and we love it when you interact. but please do not use ai writing for your fanfic needs when this writing literally steals from fanfic authors.
genuinely don’t know if this post will go around because my interactions outside of hcs are shit, but i hope it does.
villain causes a scene just for hero to come by and scold them.
villain shouldn’t even be considered a villain, just a mild inconvenience who wouldn’t stop at anything if hero isn’t the one to chide them.
villain fixing their outfit after doing villainous things, knowing that hero will be coming in a few seconds.
villain making their voice deeper and smoother whenever talking to hero, trying to be suave and mysterious, only to stumble over their words when hero does the same.
— dialogue
“ah, we meet again! what a coincidence, hero.” “you literally denied the other heroes and whined when it wasn’t me. this is not a coincidence, this is babysitting.”
“this is the third time you knocked over this statue of me this week— it’s a wednesday. what do you have to say to yourself?” “it doesn’t do your beautiful face enough justice, can you blame me?” “s-shut up.”
“i’m just saying, i look great under all this hot emo aesthetic.” “oh, i’m so sure.” “you can’t deny me. i wouldn’t deny me. wanna see for yourself?”
“you want me so bad.” “you’re projecting so bad.”
“why are you late?” “i can’t always be on time for hero things.” “>:(“ “come on, i’m sorry. forgive me, please?”
“are you even a villain or a toddler?” “i can be your significant other instead if you just give me a chance.”
