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So, in between writing my original works, I’ve got some fan fics going as well. Here’s a complete list of everything sorted by fandom.

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The Wayhaven Chronicles (In Between Series)

A series of stand-alone one-shots of moments not covered in the books featuring my stoic, emotionally stunted detective Ophelia Maven.

Relationships: Female Detective/Nate Sewell, Female Detective/Adam du Mortain (love triangle)

  • Aftermath
    Rat
    ing: General | Words: 2.3k | Status: Complete
    In the wake of her kidnapping and transformation, Detective Ophelia Maven does what she can to regain a sense of safety and normalcy in her life.
  • Safety
    Rating: Teen | Words: 2.2k | Status: Complete
    Ophelia calls Adam for help when the supernaturals from the carnival attack her in her home.
  • Reasearch
    Rating: Teen | Words: 3.3k | Status: Complete
    Ophelia heads to the warehouse for a second day of research with Nate, and while there, she finally realizes maybe Nate isn’t just being friendly. Panic ensues.
  • Choices
    Rating: Teen | Words: 1.9k | Status: Complete
    After the battle to save Sanja, Ophelia can’t rest until she makes sure Adam is truly healing. She returns to his room, and Nate is there to reassure her.
  • Bruises
    Rating
    : Teen | Words: 4.3k | Status: Complete
    After being attacked by Trappers after the meeting with Falk, Ophelia tries to go about her day as usual. Luckily, she’s got Tina (and Adam) to help her through the memories dredged up by the attempted kidnapping.
  • K.I.S.S.
    Rating: General | Words: 6.6k | Status: Complete
    When Nate, Farah, and Ophelia volunteer to make Valentine cards at a local retirement home, Nate puts on the charm while Ophelia panics. Bonus Adam POV!
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Mass Effect: Andromeda (Across Galaxies Series)

Relationships: Female Ryder / Harry Carlyle

  • From Here to Mars
    Rating
    : Teen | Words: 4.5k | Status: Complete
    When Dr. Harry Carlyle shows up to her mom’s party with his current girlfriend on his arm, Nivan knows it’s time to let go of her long-time crush on her father’s friend, but years of habits are hard to break.
  • Old Friends, New Beginnings
    Rating: Explicit | Words: 19.4k | Status: In Progress
    After the tragedy of Habitat 7, Dr. Harry Carlyle offers Nivan Ryder a shoulder to lean on. A look at the quiet moments between Andromeda events and the strain of leaving and of being left behind.
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Dragon Age

  • The Revelation of All Things
    Relation
    ships: Female Lavellan (mage Inquisitor) / Cullen Rutherford, (and a plethora of minor background relationships)
    Rating: Explicit | Words: 608.3k | Status: Complete (possible epilogues pending)
    Surrounded by new people, Evana Lavellan discovers a wider world than she’d ever imagined with her clan - a world in which she has the power to improve the lives of both elves AND mages. (AKA - a ridiculously long novelization of DA:I)
  • Truths Half Told Beget Lives Half Lived
    Relation
    ships: Knight Captain Rylen / Female OC
    Rating: Explicit | Words: 218.3k | Status: In Progress
    Even after months bearing the Inquisition colors, Rylen feels out of place. When an unexpected woman arrives, children in tow, she throws everything Rylen ever believed into question… and she just might steal his heart, too.
    Art by @tanaleth
  • Give a Heart, Get a Throne
    Relation
    ships: Alistair & Female Warden, Eventual Female Warden/Leliana
    Rating: General | Words: 10.7k | Status: Complete
    A collection of short drabbles to fill in my Warden Surana’s backstory in the Revelations World State. No game content included.
  • Various and Sundry Revelations
    Relationships: Varies by chapter
    Rating: General | Words: 7.7k | Status: Complete
    A place to put all the bits and pieces that don’t fit in with the larger stories within the Revelations world state. Head canons abound.

wehavekookies:

and Bird.

(via lykegenia)

confused-stars:

“this meeting could have been an email” but instead it’s “this video tutorial could have been a post with less than a hundred words”

(via mutantenfisch)

lasrina:

skittlebits:

You know how we all joke that writers should stop writing kids in the Chosen One roles because they’re kids and have no experience, etc., and how older people would actually kick ass in that kind of role?

Try telling someone 30-60 years old that they need to put down all of their commitments because they need to save the universe. If it were a book trilogy, the first book would just be the messenger trying to convince the Chosen One that saving the universe is more important than them losing their job for not showing up, their pets home alone, or the risk that their insurance won’t cover whatever injuries they may sustain.

Well, in fairness, Bilbo Baggins never did get all his furniture back.

(via stupid-af-binch)

moralesmilesanhour:

The main takeaway from the conversation around the lack of reblogs or comments on fics shouldn’t be “writers want more engagement”. It should be “the lack of meaningful interaction with creative works makes fandom less enjoyable”, I think.

Frankly, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass if a fic of mine or fanart gets a million notes if it doesn’t spark a conversation or any sign of a reaction. The most that a like communicates to me is that someone tapped a button and moved on.

The whole point of fandom creation is to share your ideas with the hopes of connecting with other fans, so when people start to treat creative works like another endless stream of content to scroll through, it kills that feeling of connection.

The whole reason why people want followers and reblogs to begin with is because that USED TO MEAN that more people would interact with you! That’s the issue here 😭

I feel like we’ve been trained to look at everything like a disposable product that we can consume before moving onto the next thing. That’s like…the antithesis of what it means to engage with a creative work.

If this wasn’t the case, people wouldn’t have cozied up to AI-generated content in the fic community so quickly. I still think about that one viral comment where someone took an unfinished fic and put it into chatGPT without the author’s consent, just so that the main characters could get happily married and be done with it.

(This coincides with the apparent hatred people have begun to express towards stories that are tragic or open-ended, but that’s an entirely different conversation.)

You’re *supposed* to come back to shit you enjoyed years after it’s published. You’re *supposed* to chat with others about something you like with earnest excitement. It’s not cringe or weird. That’s the point!

Please, for the love of god, start making it a habit to engage with things that make you excited. It really is about more than just writers being sad about numbers.

(via unbearable-lightness-of-ink)

taciturn-nerd:

What I get from North and South is that a company where the owner listens to the workers and gives them a living wage is the one that will bring about the best long-term success for society

…but also it helps if the owner is also someone who came from the working class and already has a conscience and falls in love with an intelligent woman from a different part of society who calls him out on his heartless “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” attitude because yes he worked hard, but other people work hard too and don’t get opportunities that he did.

Humans are weird: babies

elodieunderglass:

elodieunderglass:

ace-pergers-pigeon:

pleurocoelus:

ace-pergers-pigeon:

So I’m a big fan of the idea that humans are “space orcs”, and today it got me thinking about something else. 

Human birth is pretty unique among mammals. Not only are our birth canals narrower than standard due to being bipeds, but we have a larger head to body ratio then any other mammal. As a result of this, the only way to fit a baby’s head through a person’s birth canal is for them to be born very early, and massively underdeveloped. 

Other mammals are capable of walking and running within the first day of being born, where as a human baby doesn’t even have strong enough neck muscles to hold up their own head

They can’t see, they can’t crawl, they don’t have the coordination to grab things, and they have a soft spot on the skull that leaves part of the brain incredibly vulnerable. And while an adult can adapt to a range of temperatures, babies have to be constantly monitored to make sure they aren’t chilled or over heating. 

Can you imagine you’re an alien, who knows humans as these highly adaptable endurance machines that can eat almost anything and survive tremendous physical pain and injury, and you learn that their young are so fragile. That they emerge from the womb barely able to function biologically. 

And suddenly you remember all those humans on your crew who get attached little creatures. The toughest, burliest people who will coo and coddle over fluffy little cats and call lizards babies. And you realise that their whole species developed to care for these tiny, vulnerable, defenceless babies, and that kind of attachment tends to spill over a little. 

And now you understand that old adage, that the most dangerous humans are the ones whose young are in danger. Because if they’re going to stand a chance at surviving until adulthood then human parents have to be willing to defend their children with their lives, and that is exactly what they do.  

Holy crap. That means that we’re like pouchless marsupials (though not as extreme in the underdeveloped infant department).

It fits that we’re called Space Australians.

OKay this is my favourite response so far

To be fair, the mammals “born able to run within hours” are the terrestrial ungulate mammals. They are newcomers and parvenus and they die when they step on a bee. They only showed up when grasslands became common, the meme-loving fucks - they’re all matcha lattes and YEET. Like, okay, we get it, hoofed ungulates: you’re vegan, you really like synthpop, you’ve “discovered” a “new” continent, you ran fifteen miles this morning, your baby walked within eight hours of birth, sure. Fine. You’re cute, diversity is important, you can stay. We need something to eat, after all. 

But ungulate mammals are REALLY poor representation of Mammalia.The ancestral Mammal, rodentlike, that gave rise to Placentals and Marsupials, would have been more like - well, more like today’s Placentals and Marsupials. More like us. More like badgers and dogs and monkeys and hamsters. Born blind and naked, and hidden discreetly from polite society, until the horrible alien thing looks more like a Real Animal. 

Consider the mouse: born completely naked, hairless, blind, deaf, helpless, only able to drag itself to a nipple with terrific effort. Consider the cat: born as a thinly furred sausage with eyes and ears glued shut for weeks. Consider the newborn dog. Big cats. Rats. Bears. Squirrels. Sure, consider the marsupials; also, weasels and rabbits and porcupines and pangolins. All the mammals that aren’t the bloody ungulates. 

Rodents are born practically fetal, their limbs mere buds, their skin see-through, their eyes bulging in their transparent skulls. Their bones aren’t even opaque! You can see their dark livers, the white milk in their bellies! Their eyelids are welded shut, their heads too large to raise. They are a lot more alien than a human baby - a liminal animal indeed. Certainly, rodents grow quickly, because they die so young. Their helpless childhood is still proportionately a large chunk of their life - nearly the same proportion as ours, actually. But they are born like uncooked eggs. I would add a picture of a newborn rat pup here, but young and impressionable children read this blog.

And we are not the weakest of the Furry Mammal clan, if we zoom out. It takes about two weeks for a kitten to open their eyes. It takes about four weeks for their hearing to come online. This is because these senses are still developing. They’re born undercooked, too! 

By contrast with many mammals, human babies come out with their senses active (unless that specific baby is blind or deaf or has another sensory disability)*. It takes a while for human babies to focus their eyes, because we usually have a lot of apps installed (color vision, facial recognition) that take forever to boot up the first time, and focusing requires muscle control - but human babies are goggling at the world with open eyes, and processing what they see, as soon as they come out. Human babies come out able to hear, if hearing is included with that specific baby. We are born able to record and process sensory information, where our other mammalian cousins can’t.  

I mean, I am so guilty of this trope too, I love it to pieces and use it all the time. Even more hypocritically, I personally agree with the “Fourth Trimester” theory, which is that human babies need about three months to adjust themselves to life outside the womb. Thus, the first three months are the “Fourth Trimester,” where you just carry the baby around, and it boggles helplessly at the world and goes “ugh!!” That is the part that makes sense when you look at the birth canal etc, and you go “oh, we’re so undeveloped,” and you mope because you can’t see yourself ever getting your life back. But the first three months is only a small piece of the longer story of human babyhood, and the “weak, helpless” stage is not particularly unusual among our mammalian family. It just seems so terribly long because we compare it to horses and rats, which is unfair on everyone. And at some point we get our lives back, and can’t remember where the time went. And it isn’t as bad as it could be. I mean, we can usually shit on our own. So that’s something!

No, it really is something. Many baby mammals cannot excrete on their own. Cats, for example; the mama cat must lick certain areas of the baby to stimulate it to poo and pee. They can’t do it by themselves. Mama cat must lick them religiously, to make their bowels and bladder work, or the waste will back up and the kitten/cub will die. This is relatively common among the Furry Mammals. Every kitten on Earth had to be forcibly poo’ed for the first three weeks of its life. Every tiger took six weeks (!!) before it could pee by itself. And that’s just the felids. Don’t talk to me about werewolf cubs unless you’re ready to make the decision on whether they need diapers, you cowards.

Humans, though, are born perfectly capable of shitting by ourselves. Which is rather nice, when you consider the alternative. 

So if you take us in context of the other baffling and amazing animals on Earth, we are not really particularly “undeveloped,” taken as a whole. Not particularly in comparison to our cousins, whom an alien would find just as strange and foreign. We humans are simply hitting milestones at our own pace - sometimes faster, sometimes slower, always legitimate, always because an ancestor dodged death once by doing something slightly different. Our infants are for carrying in our arms, so it doesn’t matter that they can’t hold their heads up - but they are born shitting, and boggling with their enormous eyes.

Anyway, aliens would probably regard all this nonsense in the same way as the dinosaurs did - “Lord, what fools these mammals be,” at first, and then “OH FUCK THE MAMMALS DID WHAT?”

“Parenting is important,” reply the badgers and the bears and the humans, aggressively cuddling something they call a baby, although they might be taking the piss: “Really, we will bond with and nurture ANYTHING that meets our vague criteria. Isn’t cuteness just the best thing you’ve ever seen? Don’t your hormones just SQUISH when you see something with specific proportions? You know what’s inherently rewarding? HOLDING SMALL THINGS AND MAKING A SOUND ABOUT IT.” 

“Erm, I guess?” replies the alien or the dinosaur. “I guess… I guess your baby…. thing…. is very …. important? To you??”

“YES I LOVE IT A LOT”

“I …. see that you do. It’s … cute.”

“Cuteness is a powerful weapon,” the mammal says seriously. “Oh, also? This is our planet now.”


* Many humans are born without the ability to hear, see, see in color, eliminate, socialize, process sensory information, etc. Or they may lose these abilities later. They are valid, human and loved. These “space Australian” posts are about generalising humans, so I generalise here, but I don’t want to make anyone feel bad. 

2018 post I rediscovered by trying to find a different post. I appreciate how I did actually do the math - it wasn’t available anywhere, and nobody else on the internet seemed to have pointed it out anywhere, so I had to do MATH for you people - to find out that mice spend a similar proportion of their lives in “helpless babyhood” as we do. That was MATH. WHERE are my citations

(via stupid-af-binch)

sparkysomething:

isn’t it weird how toxic masculinity is still a thing when the aragorn/boromir forehead kiss should have obliterated it back in 2001

(via fluffleforce-mysdrym)

ellenembee:

Looks like Google Chrome browser just opted us all into targeted ads that collect and share our data (again). You should get a notification about this to be able to turn them off, but in case you missed it, be sure to go into “settings” > “privacy and security” > “ad privacy” and turn off all the options.

Also adding an obligatory plug for Firefox here at the end. I have to use Google for work, but otherwise, I use Firefox or Duck Duck Go browsers. Both are available as mobile apps as well.

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The pop-up looks like this. Be sure to hit the “settings” button if you see this, and it will take you right to the pages to turn everything off.

Also, as a note for those like me who have multiple chrome profiles on a single browser, you have to opt out with each separate profile. Which is also super fun (/s).

Looks like Google Chrome browser just opted us all into targeted ads that collect and share our data (again). You should get a notification about this to be able to turn them off, but in case you missed it, be sure to go into “settings” > “privacy and security” > “ad privacy” and turn off all the options.

Also adding an obligatory plug for Firefox here at the end. I have to use Google for work, but otherwise, I use Firefox or Duck Duck Go browsers. Both are available as mobile apps as well.

ellenembee:

Can’t believe AO3 is down because of those attackers. What am supposed to do? Actually write?

Pfft, just kidding. I’m a professional writer. I know a lot more ways to procrastinate than just AO3 (but I still love you please come back).

Can’t believe AO3 is down because of those attackers. What am I supposed to do? Actually write?

kedreeva:

teacuphuman09:

narcicious:

yespolkadotkitty:

heywriters:

LOUDER

I think the mentality of “why bother doing something if you’re not good at it?” feeds directly into “if you’re good at it why aren’t you monetizing it?”. At its core I really think its about commodifying every last shred of labor and experience.

THIS

Adding that this is literally a huge reason we don’t leave unsolicited criticism on things like fanworks- fanfiction, fanart, fan crafts etc. Because there’s a LOT of people out there who are just doing this for the fun of it. They’re doing it for the same reason people go on walks- to feel good. And receiving crit they didn’t ask for doesn’t feel good.

(via quickspinner)

microsff:

It is not infinite, the Library of All Stories Told, but it is very large.
The Current section, which holds all stories still alive, still read or watched or listened to, is but a fraction of it.
“All stories die, eventually,” the librarians say, “but more are told every day.”

mr-rochester-of-thornfield:

My wife is not laughing at my jokes, and wants me to ask all my friends here:

Is it too soon to make a joke about the potato famine?

Yes, it is always too soon as a British landowner to make that joke

No, potatoes are delicious and hilarious

What the fuck is this blog

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