#burbank bound

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How long will the Animaniacs fandom remain active after season 3 drops?

2 months

4 months

6 months

8 months

10 months

1 year

Voting ended onFeb 22, 2023

Realistically. I'm not looking for a hallmarky "It'll last forever!" I'm trying to figure out a release deadline for a fic. Would like to start posting it while people still care, but it's not done yet and I need to figure out what kind of timeline I should be trying for.

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I’ve won fanfiction

This is it, the best thing that’s ever been written. Ya’ll can go home now, no one is topping this:

“You don’t need any of that stuff to be beautiful.” Yakko said firmly.

Dot rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know. ‘True beauty comes from within’.”

Yakko laughed loudly. “HA! God no, we’re just a very attractive family is all.”

Dot gasped, stunned that he would say something so controversial yet so true.

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Looking for writing help.

What does a ptsd induced panic attack feel like? Like physically. I've got the emotional/mental part covered but what is the body doing? I've never had one and the character hasn't either and doesn't know what's happening. But I don't know how to describe it. I've heard it 'feels like you're dying' but that's vague and I've never died so I can't exactly compare. I want to be as accurate as possible but without overdoing it and coming off as melodramatic.

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You ever been in the middle of writing a story and you finish a scene you're super proud of and just want to share but you can't because spoilers and it would minimize the impact when the reader is reading the actual story?

I have like 11 of those scenes. I'm driving myself nuts.

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I really want to post a sneak peak of my upcoming Animaniacs fic ‘Burbank Bound’ (homeward bound AU that @madelynartz gave me permission to write), but i can’t, because everything is spoilers. Also, I’m nowhere near done (69,500 words and counting) but i want to anyway because my writing momentum is way down and i need the kick in the pants to keep trucking. So I’m just going to post some completely out of context quotes that tell you absolutely nothing! Good luck making any kind of sense out of this!

“Aw, I remember that toon. I bet I can already tell where this is headed.”

“I’m sorry ma’am, for the gross molestation that is about to occur…”

  “Sorry fishy, but it’s you or me.”

“The only thing that got crushed was my dreams.”

“Prnantisanitlkdatme.”

“Don’t worry. All of my injuries are emotional.”

“I asked him once if he’s ever killed anybody. He didn’t answer.”

“…Actually, that’s kinda sweet, …but not helpful!”

“Lies. I was the very picture of dignity and grace.”

“Do you remember when Yakko used to be comforting? Pepperidge farm remembers.”

“SHUN THE NONBELIEVER!!!”

“You ever have a day so awful you’re like ‘yeah, this might as well happen.’ I’m having one of those days.”

  “All I’ve ever done, is love you and raise you, as if you were my own. And this is how you repay me. With betrayal.”

“Congratulations Wakko, you’re a father!”

“Yakko help! I’m making questionable fashion decisions!”

“Uuuuuh… hold on… sorry, this was a lot more heroically triumphant in my head.”

“It was every bit as weird as I’m making it sound.”

“I am ignoring your sarcasm in favor of more important things. Namely our immediate survival.”

“You do not have good luck with poultry, do you?”

“Come on, guys. The weather’s nice, it’s not too hot, we’re sticking it to the man and we might actually have some fun out here.”

“Big brother is... evil? Big brother is unyielding? Big brother is incapable of love? I am running away! I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond! I can no longer thrive in this household!”

“What you have, is commitment issues.”

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Me starting a new writing project: It’s a pretty straightforward story, I can’t imagine it being any longer than like 45,000 words tops. 

Me 45,000 words in and nowhere near done: Good lord, how’d this happen? It can’t possibly end up being more than 75,000 words, surely?

Me 79,225 words in and still not even close:

So anyway, here’s a small non-spoilery scene from Burbank Bound (The Homeward Bound AU that @madelynartz is letting me write, that I can’t post much of since my brilliant ass decided to write it out of order, so now I have to wait till it’s completed in it’s entirety before I can start releasing full chapters, but I still want to share something because I'm actually really proud of it... it’s already officially the longest thing I've ever written...)

“RISE AND SHINE EVERYONE, LET’S GO, LET’S GO, LET’S GOOOOOOOOOOO! IT’S CHOWTIME!”

Robert pounded on the open doorframe, shaking the whole wall causing the Warners to jerk violently awake. Wakko jolted right off of the bed hitting the ground with a dull thud. Dot would have met a similar fate had Wakko not stolen the blanket in the middle of the night prompting her to burrow against Yakko’s chest seeking warmth. While still asleep, Yakko had instinctively wrapped his arms around her and drawn her in close, so although she had jolted awake with the same force as Wakko, Yakko’s arms had kept her safely anchored.

Yakko released her as he pushed himself upright and looked over towards the window. Through the thin, closed curtains he could see by the color of the sky that it was barely pre-dawn.

“The sun is not even awake yet.” Yakko complained as Wakko crawled back up to curl into a ball at the foot of the bed. “So why are we?”

Robert smirked at the bleary-eyed city-kids. “You want to eat? You gotta do it now, because you’re going to be on your own for lunch. We’re all going to be out in the field. So, you’ve got fifteen minutes to get yourselves decent and get out here.”

Wakko lifted his head, looking more interested. He sniffed the air. “I smell bacon.”

“That’s not even the half of it, so get a move on!”

He pulled the door shut as he left leaving the Warners in almost darkness. Yakko sighed. They hadn’t even had to get up this early on film shoot days.

“Well, you heard the man.” He said with defeat. “Looks like sleeping in will not be a part of this so-called vacation.”

“It’s so early,” Wakko whined, “that even though I just woke up, I don’t even have to pee yet.”

Dot glared at him. “Lovely. Thank you ever so much for that overshare. I’ll be awaiting the exciting conclusion”

Yakko conjured up a slipper and hurled it across the room hitting the light switch and bathing the Warners in bright light. All three hissed like vampires being abruptly exposed to the sun. Dot was the first to recover. Of the three she was the closest to being a morning person. She slid off of the bed and grabbed her suitcase up from the floor and began to change out of her nightgown. The boys reluctantly followed suit.

When Yakko made it back from the bathroom he found Dot staring forlornly into the large mirror above the dresser. Her haircurlers were in a pile on the bed behind her and her flatbrush was still in hand.

“What’s wrong, sis?” He asked.

“My hair.” She whined. “It looks awful!”

Wakko, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, squinted at her in confusion. “It looks like it normally does.”

“No, it doesn’t!” Dot wailed, looking insulted. “Look at this curl!” She pointed to one of the little upflicks at the tip of her pixie cut. “This curl is fourteen percent less curly than it should be! Fourteen percent!!”

Wakko squinted harder. “I still don’t see it.”

Dot huffed at him before whirling around to address the brother that actually had somewhat of a fashion sense.

“And I can’t fix it because Scratchy took out all of my hair stuff! I don’t have my hairspray, my leave-in conditioner, my moisturizing serum, my Teatree oil, my round brush or my curling iron! All I have is this!” She waved around her flatbrush. “I can’t curl with a flat! It’s basic science! Even Scratchy should know that!”  

“You don’t need any of that stuff to be beautiful.” Yakko said firmly.

Dot rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know. ‘True beauty comes from within’.”

Yakko laughed loudly. “HA! God no, we’re just a very attractive family is all.”

Dot gasped, stunned that he would say something so controversial yet so true.

“Be that as it may, he didn’t even leave me with my regular conditioner! All I have is shampoo! I’m going to get frizzy! I’m gonna end up looking like that stray cat back at home!”

“Hey!” Yakko snapped. “You leave Mr. Toe Beans out of this! He’s never done anything other than his absolute best!”

“Scratchy didn't take my conditioner.” Wakko offered. “You can use some of it.”

Dot wrinkled her nose. “You have guy conditioner. I need girl conditioner.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Girl conditioner smells like pleasant stuff like Lilies and Jasmine and Lavender. Guy conditioner smells like weird stuff like Monster Truck Rally, and Baseball Dugout, and Morning Wood.”

Wakko gave Dot a look of stunned horror while Yakko erupted into hysterical laughter.

“And what, pray tell, do you think ‘Morning Wood’ smells like, exactly?” Yakko cackled.

Dot glanced back and forth between her brothers, confused by their reactions.

“I don’t know, I don’t go around sniffing trees at the crack of dawn!”

Yakko laughed even harder, having to brace himself against the bed’s footboard so he wouldn’t actually hit the floor. Dot turned to Wakko.

“What’d I say? Why’s he laughing like that?”

“Don’t look at me, I’m not explaining it!!” Wakko yelped, scandalized. If he’d had pearls, he would have been clutching them. Dot turned back to Yakko.

“What?!? It’s not fair to laugh at me and not tell me why!!”

“Let’s just say ‘goodnight everybody’ and leave it at that.” Yakko wheezed, wiping tears from his eyes.

“That’s not fair! What’d I say?!”

He reached over and tousled her hair. “I’ll tell you when you’re older.”

“I’ve been nine for almost seven decades!! I’m never gonna be older!!”

“And for the record, our conditioner smells like Sandalwood, not morning wood so it’s safe for you to use.”

“Yakkoooooo!” She whined.

He grinned at her. “Come on, let’s go eat.”

“Yes, let’s!” Wakko exclaimed with relief as he jumped off of the bed. “And let us never speak of this conversation ever again!”

The boys left the room, Yakko starting to laugh again as Wakko mumbled a traumatized sounding ‘my little baby sister said ‘morning wood’’ leaving Dot standing indignant and confused.

“You guys!” She wailed.

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rumble-and-roar said: Oh, but I am applying! And I would totally road trip there!!

YAAAAAS. Me and Merm have been heavily discussing it. You will have to join us.