for everyone asking: nothing as it seems and the artist are both on ao3 (josiebelladonna).
I might put nothing on fictionpad (josiebelladonna)—i’d have to do some editing and request they put pearl jam up as a fandom there, but don’t worry about it, though. same story with the artist, too—new chapter of that coming tomorrow, by the way! i have it all backed up and saved. really, don’t worry about it, man 💜
since i’m away from the paranoid hustle of wattpad, i’m going to be a lady of leisure on my writings now, on ao3 and on my new campgrounds of fictionpad and ficwad *giggle*. chapters are going to be longer and i’ll still be writing them at my usual quick pace... but i’m also going to take it a bit easier on them now. i hated how it felt like i was being rushed on wattpad: so everything is going to be at a gentle pace now. the gentle pace i want and need.
i’ve got the artist and also amped and wired, but for my grand entrance on the two new sites, i’m doing up all night. i’m also doing 50k of it for nanowrimo this year because i know i’ll be going long. yeah, this won’t be no grocery store book and it sure as fuck won’t be no wattpad book.
now, i’ve teased up all night in the past before with headcanons and a couple of comics over on instagram, but i never exactly elaborated on it.
i’ve decided it’s going to be the “childhood friends to lovers” theme with joey and my oc hannah ellsberg, but with a twist: she was born in la but moved to denmark when she was a toddler and then back to the states when she’s in the fourth grade, so she not only grows up with joey but with lars, too. thus ensues a play on the love triangle trope. it’ll be slightly erotic but not too much (fictionpad has an 18+ section but ficwad seems a little frowny about it even though they have a section for nc-17 rated fics), and my way of erotica is more soft and sensual anyway.
basically a lengthy friendship story featuring my two round boys. named for the beck song and also because there’ll be a big part of it where the two of them and hannah are staying up all night.
oh! i’ll also be putting amped and wired and the artist on fictionpad once they’re done 💜
Lars is often ridiculed for his round face and obsession with all the good in life, but therein lies a reason. It comes to fruition especially once he forms a friendship with Anthrax's new singer while on tour.
Surely, there must be some common ground here. *also includes accompanying digital drawings to give another nuance to the narrative
so, i killed wattpad dead: i don’t trust them as far as i can throw them, and nobody should. their business practices are sketchy as hell (like, they make youtube look practical and sensical in their decisions; that’s how sketchy, hypocritical, and even abusive they are), the wattys are rigged, the community is hostile, the interface is atrocious, absolute garbage, and on a personal level, i felt like i wasn’t getting anywhere with any of my writing. it was a difficult decision for me to make because of nothing as it seems, but if not for that, i would’ve gone away from there months ago.
ao3 is my safe spot: i trust them with my life and i really feel like i can go nuts there with just about any story idea i might have. i might put my original fiction on inkitt or writersky, because those are more oriented towards original fiction, but that’ll be a decision for later after things have calmed down on my end (it’s gonna be a busy week for me, let me just say that).
but i wanted to put my fingers into smaller writing sites so i did some research yesterday evening (and in the days leading up to my decision) and i stumbled on a site called fictionpad. it’s relatively new (their team’s blog posts go as far back as 2014, so i reckon they’re pretty new), and like ao3 and wattpad, they host fic as well as original works. and much like ao3, you can host illustrations and whatnot on the chapters.
but - and i didn’t realize this at first and it’s definitely something to acquaint yourself with especially if you’re used to writing serially - if you publish a work on there, it’s not like ao3 or wattpad in that you build upon it serially. i mean, you can, but it’s gonna be labeled a work in progress, though, even as you come to the end of the story. it’s fine if you’re writing a one shot, but if you’re writing a longfic, you have to post new chapters while in draft form, and then when you come to the end of it, that’s when you hit publish. i see the logic behind it, but it’s definitely an adjustment if you’re used to posting chapters serially and then marking it complete.
also, because it’s a relatively new site, while they do have some names hosted there, band fic is virtually nonexistent. it’s kind of weird, actually, to see the names of the fandoms listed and a small handful of people following them, and they have 0 entries. absolutely no content. really, when i searched through the fandoms they already had set up, i actually said, “oh my god, there is nobody here”, and you have to suggest fandoms and characters in order to open up a new venture. it’s not like ao3 where you type in a new fandom like with my bikini kill one shot and the gage wranglers do the rest; so when i posted the mirror never lies earlier, i had to suggest anthrax as well as joey and lars while i was doing the whole set up thing. i know i’m going to have to suggest soundgarden, scott, frankie, charlie, danny, and anybody else if i’m going to post more fic on there. i’m willing to do the work, though: it’s in my soul to start new adventures.
this is just one new site i’ve made my way into: i have another one on my list and i’m gonna see how that goes very soon. i hope more writers can come to fictionpad because a.) it just feels safer (wattpad gave me this almost creepy crawly feeling in those last couple of months, and the past week, i almost felt like i wasn’t welcome, especially after the nonsense that happened to me a couple of weeks ago; whereas fictionpad feels more like ao3 in that i can do whatever i damn well please and to top it all off, the rules are clear); and b.) it’s a new site. i almost felt like there was nothing for me on wattpad because it was already done and anything after that was a knock-off. it was the whole gen z feeling that there’s nothing left for you to take.
i almost felt like a clone, especially with all my joey fics: i felt like i was in a shadow, and their fucking algorithm knew it - the only story i had that came close to being #1 in the joey tag was my boy at #3, i think it was. at #3. and that was just him and hannah! it literally did not get more joey than that!
whereas here, i’m given a clean slate. fresh soil. it’s like, “finally. i have something. i have something where i can pitch my tent and call my second home. i can pitch a tent and hopefully coax people to do the same in joining.”
wattpad fucked us all over. between the caveats i mentioned and now the data breaches the past couple of months, i suggest you all pack up and move onto greener pastures before they pull a fanfiction.net or a livejournal on us.
I discovered this new website called FictionPad. It’s relatively new, there’s not a whole lot on it, so maybe we should, as a fandom, make that OUR SPACE. It’s free to sign up, super customizable, and from what I’ve used it for so far, pretty easy to use.
I think, instead of using Ao3 or FFN maybe we could try this out instead? That way we have our own specific fandom space where we can hang out and stuff. There’s even forums.
I like, so I suggest you all check it out. I plan on posting my Mighty Magiswords fanfic there.
“The tale of luck and twins” & “the ghost of a freind”
by thespyversemultifandom who self-submitted these WONDERFUL stories (thank you!)
“The tale of luck and twins”
about our heros
there was once a group of young children that went to many colorful and wonderful places. the brave and kind leader, Claue lead the way as the others went to their next adventure. Claude was a Quadling from Quadling country and he was born with hair as gold as the gold in the vault of the Emerald City. his shy-blue eyes were as blue as the shy itself.
his shy-blue eyes were as blue as the shy itself. great so how blue were they?
next were beverly,lorelie,and karl. they were born in the realim we call earth. beverly and Karl were siblings and shared dirty brown hair that looked like fools gold. Beverly's Gery-green eyes would remind one of grass growing in a city and Karl's grey-blue would remind one of the shy above that same city. Lorelie unlike most females who had their hair long, she cut it short. her dull brown hair would remind one of the earth. Her blue eyes were sineing like the sun's rays on the sea. and there were the twins who were born in wonderland. they are part of a group of people known as the caraocks. there are two types one of looks human save a tail that we will talk about later and the wings that we will talk about as well along with cat ears. the animal conterpart is a cat with those wings and that tail. now we will talk about the wings and the tail. the wings look almost like angel wings but they have 2 things that you cannot find on thoes wings. first, they have webing on the bottem that reminds one of dragons and they have claws that remind one of birds long ago. the tails remind one of a pecock's tail but also reminds one of glass windows you could find at church. we needed to talk about the Caraocks so one could know why they had the wingsand that tail. First was Elladora the first who was born than Elzaba the younger. they both have the wings with a lavender purple on Elzaba's and Golden red on Elladora's. one of their eyes was brown the olders being on the right and the younger's on the left. the remaing eye was a purple that was as fair and creative as ever. now we can begin the adventure of the children. The children were flying in a basket held by the giant owl of wonderland. they were going to meet Ozma, the ruler of oz. "Weare nearly there"said a happy Claude. "the only reason you are happy is that you are going home!" Elladora Said jokely.
what even are these names
"you reacted the same way when we visted Wonderland and and so did the mortals" "we are not mortals!" Elzaba saw the fighting and calmed down everyone."Guys Calm down! we are in the same basket carred by the same Owl that is going to the same place!" then the fighting stoped. the owl informed the children that they are here. "children, sit down or else you might get hurt!" said the owl.
im just going to pretend i know what you are talking about
The children said at the same time, "ok!"and they sat down. they landed inside of the Emerald City. it was made out of gold and Emeralds with a bit of fine marbel in there. a person who was the leader of The city's newly made army walked up to them. "Hello Children who are not part of this land, i am Sir. wellingdottem the brave leader of the army of this fine city. Ozma our fair and brave leader will see you now" and with that he unlocked the doors that only guests, high ranking army men and rules of far off lands could enter and sent them to the parlor where Ozma was waiting. her hair was a gold as all the gold in the world and her eyes twikled like the north star. "hello. i come to talk with you about a terrable thing that happed in garg country. all of the creatures liveing there went to stone. even though they are made of stone, they beacameas still as stone that is used in buildings. a winkie famly went in that state too. and many others like the ponys of dream vally and the mermaids of our country as well and the many peoples of ooo have gone as unliveing as a rock. in order to not spreed this..... thing we need to send all non Ozonain peoples to their birth relms. so we need to send Karl, Beverly and Lorelie back. "how about wonderland?" Elzaba said with a woried tone. "i am sorry to say this but, wonderland is a danger zone since it was so hard hit.....and alice..... she went mad....... she is a killer................. you need to stay here with your older sister." tears formed in the eyes of the twins. Ozma used her magic to send the three children from earth backhome, and she told the others to wait in the parlor. "Claude, i know that you must help us. you must rule all the armys from the remaining lands......" the three children looked up at the army man and Claude replyed with, 'Yes, i will help.but only if i can say goodbye to my freinds. "goodbye,Elladora" he said to the older sister. "i don't want you to go!" Elzaba said with tears running down her face. "i have to. it is for the good of you and your sister." he huged her increably tight with a gentle feeling to it ."goodbye Elzaba" he said in a wisper that only they could hear. "i will try to return." he let go of her and gave her His key. "can you take care of the gates to oz for me?" "yes." he gave the other key he had to Elladora. "are you ready Sir. Claude." "yes." and with that, he left.
as amazing as this story is going i think im just going to do one chapter of each lmao
“the ghost of a friend”
a old freind
how did u manage to spell ‘friend’ right in the title but not in this chapter?
Elzaba was in her bedroom geting dressed. today was a long day for it was the first time that Elladora visted. Elzaba thought about the day when she heard Elphaba's voice. "Children! time to go to bed!" she said and soon everone was asleep.
back at it again with the weird names
Elzaba could not fall asleep into a Lucied dream as she allways did. she instead was stuck in a half-asleep state. she felt something come near her sleeping body. who is that? she thought as she felt a hand touch her cheek in a loveing way. hello Elzie. Elzaba heard in her head. Elzie was a nick name that Claude would say to her when they were alone. Claude? is that you? she thought. yes.. it is me. she cryed in her sleep as she thought your dead.... why you... she felt the figure's hand brush away her tears. Pleace don't cry for me Elzie.... i did wicked things..... i was a pawn of that dream as was Nor, Lorelie, Alice, Dorthy and others.. i could not get into heaven beause of my actions but i could not control what i did so i could not get into hell.... i am wicked and so i should not be cryed for or morned... she keeped crying before thinking agen in all the people who hate the wicked there are some people who cry for so called wicked people. glinda did when she thought that Elphaba died and i am doing right now... he felt him brush away the last of the young caraock's tears and he heard his singing voice. it was one of the things that could help her when she was in pain or when she was sad. she was still a bit sick and she felt pain on her side which was a after math of a curse... Claude or his ghost knew that she was in pain.
i cant even tell what is happening
hush little darling it will be all right... soon the greff and pain will go away.... soon you will be able to play in the feilds of light... and your heart will shine bright... over the clouds of sadness... Hush my dear darling you are safe now in the arms of comfert and love...
he stoped singing. when Claude sings to her, it seams like everything that was wrong was now better and it seams that for tonight the pain seamed to stop. Elzaba woak up to see a paler, transparent verson of Claude but besides that, he did not change. he went up to her ear and said, "i forgot to tell you something before i went and i forgot to say it but, i... love you. his sky-blue eyes stared into Elzaba's Shinny muti-colored eyes loveingly as he gave her something that she will allways have. "here is something i would give you because it is beautful as you..." he placed a small box on her night-stand and wisperd, "make sure to open it in the morning" she than felt sleepy and fell asleep. the last thing she felt that night before she fell asleep was Claude kissing her fore-head.
check the ‘come back from the dead just to tell someone you love them’ cliche off the list
the next morning Elzaba woak up with a start. she saw that there were a lot of gifts on the floor around the bed. "no, it is not the holday seson..." Elzaba said to herself as she saw a note on the table that read, "hey,it is your old freind Lorelie! anyways, since Claude got you 2 gifts i felt like not only giveing you a lot of gifts, but also everyone in this house! so that is why there are gifts for everyone! from your freind, Lorelie" Elzaba did see another gift on her bed. it was a soft and sliky stuffed elephaint. it was a pale lavender elephaint with a note on it. it read, "i could not help but get you another gift. i also put my first gift near the other one for convence. anyways, i love you and bye for now Elzie -Claude" she oped the box in which she saw a neakless that had a ruby in the shape of a heart. "how did he..." she than saw a confused violet looking at her. "um... Elzaba..... do you have any idea why there are so many gifts around the house..." violet said. "read this!" a happy Elzaba said after reading the letter she looked at Elzaba and asked, "can you just write something please..." Elzaba worght her own name on a peice of lined paper and violet saw that the hand wrighting was diffrent. " that letter was from the ghost of a fallen freind of mine. and this neakless and suffed animal were given by another freind but someone who i was closer to." "what was his name?" violet said. "it is and was and will be Claude ."
I got an email saying that someone had commented on my story one FanFiction, I thought, cool, I go check it out. But no. It's not on my blog on FF, it's on FictionPad, where several of my stories are. I don't have a FictionPad account, yet it's using my name and my fics. Is FictionPad known for stealing people's fics? If so, what can I do to stop it? Please help, I'm very confused.