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11, 15, and 34 for the Fanfic Writer Meme, please! :D

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

Home. I’m not even subtle about it. All my stories are about searching for one’s place in the world, or at least that's how they read to me.

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for?

I don’t think I’ve written for any weird fandoms, per se, but the most niche is definitely Devil Survivor. And I wrote quite a bit of a YGO fic for that very specific fanon space that exists in the span between Dark Side of Dimensions and Kaiba’s 30th birthday where all adult Seto-centric fics with minimal or zero Duel Monsters involvement exist. I wish I could say I’ve written Tetris or Space Invaders smut, but I’m not that interesting.

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

“Luffy! Are you okay?! Where did you—” He slowed halfway down the beach. “Alex? What are you doing here?” “Fishing your student out of the water, it seems!” “Thanks for that!” Walking the rest of the way to them, he reached to pick up Luffy and leave him to dry on the sand. He patted Luffy on the back as he coughed water, and Alex had to wonder how many times Ray had rescued Devil Fruit users from water to be so casual about this. “But why are you here? Did you miss me?” She did, a little, but she’d be damned if she said it. “Hancock wanted to know how Luffy was doing.” “I told her that no women were allowed here until Luffy’s training concluded.” “I’m aware. My woman license has been revoked by the Pirate Empress. My gender cannot be perceived anymore. I’m above your puny social constructs. I’ve ascended,” she said with a flourish. “She didn’t want to argue, did she?” “That too.”

From chapter 10 of Degrees of Separation. Chose this one in case I can egg you on to work on your own self-insert. :p

[artbymilk]

Inktober 2019 - Day 8: Frail

@luckystarchild reminded me today of the time Not-Quite-Keiko took on a zombie horde with the latest chapter of Penned in Memory, a side story of one of my favorite Yu Yu Hakusho fics of all time, Lucky Child.

NQK is tougher than she looks, but she’s only human, after all.

[tricksterly-conduct]

“Oh man. Little Miss Thinker, undone by her big brain. Never thought I’d see the day! Ha!” ~Lucky Child, Chapter 20, by @luckystarchild

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We are marionettes by strings animated Yet like lovers of strings liberated Without names we're fantasizing

I’ve been hooked on @luckystarchild​‘s fic “Lucky Child” and I found myself with a terrible need to draw this pink haired asshole delight, Hiruko!

(Base/Pose ref by Misash on deviantart)

[dezzydoesthings]

@luckystarchild hey look at the only octopus I own. He is glass and that speck under his eye is blown in the glass so he's got a beauty mark lol thought I'd show him off 😊

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luckystarchild

If it helps, the Sakyo-Shizuru bit was an anime-only thing; the animation team didn't have any references to go off of while writing that relationship, which might be why it seems random or forced. It's one of the weaker aspects of the Dark Tournament arc in my book. :-/ Really enjoying your recaps, BTW!

Your explanation covers just about everything. I’ve watched a lot of older anime that added original content when adapting the source material and I’ve noticed that, generally, anime works really good as a medium to expand on existing things, adding more dynamic angles, body language, music and slight movement to give more hints of character motivations etc.

However, when it comes to adding wholly original content, it tends to fall flat more often than not. New characters added are either copies of already existing ones or walking plot generators whose personalities are dictated entirely by what direction the plot should take. New plots are often generic and add nothing interesting to charaterization or world building, just literally using up time.

There’s also more general bad writing, where the writers use a bunch of tropes to codify characters a certain way to the audience and expecting everyone to buy into the archetype without establishing it. For example, many modern shows and movies add a “jerk with a heart of gold” protagonist but only include the jerk part and expect the audience to fill in the “heart of gold” because that’s the archetype.

Shizuru and Sakyo’s romance has “anime original plot to use up time” stamped all over it. It doesn’t lead to any meaningful moments for either character where they question anything and it will most likely get brushed aside by everyone when it’s over, never adding anything anywhere. In addition it has barely the minimal effort put in and then expects us to buy into it just because the scenes are coded a specific way without earning the actual story beats. Just because Shizuru gets wobbly eyes around Sakyo and Sakyo smiles at her doesn’t mean they know anything about each other.

TLDR; Shizuru in love with Sakyo is the real world equivalent of me falling for the guy who told me the way to the bank when I got lost, who just happened to be good looking.

Also, thanks! I’m glad everyone’s enjoying me liveblogging this show, it’s been on my backlog to watch for half a year.

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Two things have made this week bearable. One is @luckystarchild and her Lucky Child fanfic’s latest update. Chapter 54 is as bold and creative as ever. It’s so exciting and fun! I have been inspired by just about every chapter written! Botan has made a comeback and she’s the inspiration of this trio of pieces. 

I used a sketch coloring website called PaintsChainer to play with different colors on this piece. https://paintschainer.preferred.tech/index_en.html

Paintschainer isn’t as fun as coloring it yourself but it’s entertaining nonetheless. It’s kinda like making your own coloring pages.

Out of all of them, the first one is my personal favorite. What’s yours?

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fic recs || lucky child by star charter (@luckystarchild) 

Silence descended like snowfall.

Kurama broke it to say, “What should I call you?”

I shrugged. “I’ve gotten used to Keiko. So that’s fine.”

But Kurama wasn’t buying it. Jaw firm, he said, “Being accustomed is not equivalent to active preference.” His mouth softened. “We could shorten ‘Keiko’, if you’d like.”

I didn’t say anything—because I didn’t know what to do, what to feel. Shorten Keiko’s name? I didn’t have a name of my own anymore, but changing hers? I already had a nickname with Kagome. Hiei had called me Meigo. What would changing Keiko’s name a third time bring to…?