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Today is the one year anniversary of when I returned to writing fanfiction through Date Everything!
Since then, I’ve done about 535,000 words of writing, almost entirely in the DE! fandom, which even surprises me most days!
What better way to mark a year than to revisit the very first work I ever wrote for Eddie and Volt; The Breake(Ring) Box! The fic you never thought would get a sequel!
You’ve helped Eddie with the proposal, and now it’s time for the wedding. But it seems like you might’ve bitten off more than you can chew this time…
https://archiveofourown.org/works/90088346
Thank you to the amazing Breaker Box and Date Everything communities I’ve found; y’all make it so worthwhile!
it is so jarring and weird when a fantasy book is like “ok let’s go around the circle and have each character talk about which lgbt umbrella category they identify with” like ok your fantasy world doesn’t have to be feudal europe but can it not be 2023 twitter please
#there was a book I read a few years back#I'm not gonna name it#but like#all the characters would intro themselves as#HI I'M (NAME) AND I'M A LESBIAN#and whoever they were talking to would be like#HI (NAME) I'M (OTHER NAME) AND I'M TRANS#....#like#I love representation#would love to see more of it#but can we please not make it at the expense of actual good writing or storytelling???#queer characters are just like...characters#and should be treated as such#queerness is an aspect#like if a character is a pizza#then queerness is the cheese or the sauce or mushrooms or w/e#it isn't the whole pie#it can be critical to the pizza!#but we want full pizza characters#not none pizza left queer
On the exact opposite end of the spectrum, one of the most elegant examples I saw of showing that a character was trans, was that a member of the protagonist team named Maia had stolen some important document that was an editable text file about experiments, and when the other characters read the file, it kept referring to “states of maiaer” and “antimaiaer”. One of her teammates realized that someone must’ve gone through and run automated find-and-replace on “Matt” to “Maia”.
many sharks are at least moderately social, and if a specific species of shark has the ability to breathe without actually swimming and tends to have a lot of sharks in a fairly small area, well.
they are just going to Pile. and there is simply nothing you can do about it.
also, fun fact! whitetip reef sharks in particular are SO damn cuddly with each other that they'll actively seek out a buddy or ten when they get sleepy!
it's pretty much slumber party or nothing for these guys. you won't find a whitetip sleeping alone except in the most dire and tragic of shark circumstances.
It's really frustrating how unquestionably self harm vs violence towards others are presented as two equal sides of the same issue when I would argue that those are actually two different issues of wildly different proportions which don't actually benefit from always being presented as two equally significant sides of the same coin, as many mentally ill people self harm while only a small minority ever engages in violence towards other people. Acting like allowing people autonomy in relation to their own bodies and lives is the same thing as allowing anyone to abuse and assault indiscriminately completely misunderstands the core issue of bodily autonomy.
Hi hi! It's been a minute since I've done one of these! Thanks for continuing to tag me @run-for-chamo-miles, and for the recent tag @calif0rnication!
Tagging you both back plus @hoothalcyon @bazzybelle @iamamythologicalcreature @no-cinnamon-for-synonym @valeffelees @bringbackmaes14 @blackbirdofasgard 💖💖
I've been doing lots of things lately. I have steady volunteer work, am finally starting college, and am enjoying nights out on the town! More on this under the cut.
As for creative stuff, I've been itching to do some woodworking, but I don't have access to the necessary tools anymore :( I do, however, need to cut down the dying tree in our backyard and weed the (very, very) overgrown garden, which might help. I've also been writing a lot, designing earrings and cosplay, sketching, and I was inspired to cross stitch something!
My cross stitch piece is of a line from chapter 4 of the fic from the bottom of the ocean by zaaras! The line has been rotating in my head like a soft pretzel in a warm display case, as have anemone!Volt and clownfish!Eddie, so I just had to design something. Progress pics!
Most of what I've been writing lately are brain barnacles that I've rehomed to a master doc, so they probably won't see the light of day (unless you ask very nicely), but I've also posted a couple fics!
Finished Letters from a Phantom! Goddd I sobbed while writing the last chapter. While I was looking for songs to fit each chapter, I saved chapter 10 for last because I knew exactly what song would fit. And I was right. When I listened to the song within the context of the fic for the very first time, I cried. It was perfect.
Shattered dark broke me in the best way. Always love exploring Ethari's fear of abandonment, especially post-reunion.
Kickstart my heart. Chronically ill Eddie!! And a little bit of Volt being Eddie's personal heating pad hehe. I love the idea of Volt being able to direct his electricity to certain parts of his body when Eddie needs his favorite heating pad.
As for barnacles, here are some snippets!
Live Wire and Eddie come down with joint stress colds and Volt has to wrangle them into bed while they keep trying to escape:
"Amp's sake, live wire, you and Eddie both. Do I need to tie you two to the bed?"
Eddie moans, and a shudder runs through you. Volt smirks.
"Ah, but maybe once you're feeling better."
"Volt..." Eddie groans.
"We're bored," you pout.
"Maybe if our partner was here..."
"We wouldn't be so inclined to get up..."
"After all." Eddie turns his pout on Volt, eyes clouded with pain and exhaustion as they settle on him. Volt's heart swoops at the affection he also finds there. "You said you were closing for a few days."
And how could Volt say no to your wide puppy eyes and Eddie's sopping bunny look?
Volt gets depressed during power outages:
Sometimes, Mateo's cordhair Sprite pays a visit—whether of her own volition or at Eddie's request. Volt will spend hours just cuddling Sprite, occasionally letting out some muffled, low energy cries into her fur.
Whenever Eddie asks for Sprite, Mateo always makes sure to send over a blanket with her. Volt will never admit it, but he's always touched by the gesture. With the power and his electricity out, he gets cold, so in addition to snuggling with Eddie, he keeps a blanket wrapped around himself. His favorite blanket is the chunky afghan that Eddie wove for him out of wires. It retains heat pretty well, and it smells like home. Like Eddie.
From the most recent barnacle I started when I had a gyne appointment (under the cut for spice):
"Why don't," you start, tapping your bottom lip as if you have to think about what you're going to say next. "We make a game of it?"
Eddie abandons his book and joins you in the middle of the living room, caging you in against Volt.
"What did you have in mind?"
You duck out from between them, laughing when it causes them to stumble into the other. Their hips collide, drawing groans from both of them. You dance backward, sprawling on the sofa while you watch them grind against each other and pant into each other's mouths.
"So beautiful, you two."
"L-live wire," Volt pants. "Tell us your rules before we can't help ourselves."
"Looks like you're already helping yourselves plenty, darlings."
It's a struggle to not touch yourself as you watch them lose themselves to pleasure. You bite your lip, humming in satisfaction.
"As for the game: you won't cum. At all."
Eddie ceases his movements, whipping his head towards you.
"What?!"
"Did I say you could stop?"
Volt pulls Eddie back into a hurried kiss, grinding against him fervidly. Your predatory grin doesn't escape Eddie's notice, and he groans out your name.
"If I can't touch myself or cum for the next three days, then you can't either," you shrug. Volt's moans rise in pitch, and you can tell Eddie isn't far behind as his eyes flutter shut. You stand up and stalk towards them. "Starting... now."
Life updates!
Volunteer work: I volunteer at a secondhand craft store and it's so rewarding! I've met some seriously amazing people, including my bosses, and am learning a lot from them, and the kids I sometimes work with are also adorable! I've learned a lot about taking inventory, stocking, customer service, and how to accept help. We're insanely busy right now because on top of it being our busy season, someone made a video about us that drew in lots of people. It's a good thing, don't get me wrong! But man, are we exhausted right now.
College: I'm majoring in sociology!! I'm so fucking excited. I still have a lot to do before the fall semester starts, but my meeting with my disability services representative went incredibly well and I'm hopeful about how my requested accommodations will be implemented.
Nights out: I'm finally able to get out of the house for more than just doctor's appointments! I'm going to bars, and discovering the types of drinks I like (thank you Date Everything for introducing me to whiskey sours), and getting up onstage again at open mics to read my poetry, and singing karaoke, and dancing with my best friend. I have so dearly missed performing, and it feels wonderful to do so again.
HYSTERECTOMY UPDATE!!! I FEEL FUCKING AMAZING!!! I'M FREEE!!! I FEEL LIKE MYSELF!!! FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!!! LIFE DOESN'T FEEL LIKE I'M SLUDGING THROUGH MOLASSES ANYMORE!!! I seriously would not be able to do any of the things I listed above if it weren't for my surgery. I am so fucking grateful and pleased and happy and elated and oh my god am I fucking FREE. The only downside to my health improving these past couple years is that I gained fifty pounds (good) and can no longer fit into my cute clothes (bad) 😭 But that just means I can get NEW cute clothes and formal wear!
I think at the end of the day a lotta folks are uncomfortable with the idea that they're capable of causing harm to others even when they're vulnerable, and rather than cope with the fact that they have a terrifying amount of agency to do both good and bad in the world and are enabled and encouraged to do bad things to others by complex systemic power structures, they just fall back on bullshit explanations about why that couldn't possibly apply to them because they're trans men or they're neurodivergent or they're bald or their cousin married a woman from the Philippines once or whatever. Because it's easier to exempt yourself from having agency than it is to acknowledge that a real society exists round you.
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