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What happens when a person with Covid decides to revisit an old fandom because they have nothing better to do?
Write fanfiction series about your favorite character getting therapy and being happy I guess.
I'm not sorry.
as part of me and @the-selfinsert’s collab, here’s my piece
Red and Grey
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Ah..
For once, Jackpot was almost happy there was little customers. He REALLY needed this. Not to mention the fuss that damn skeleton caused earlier this week- the nerve!
..[breath]..Calm down, star.
Enough dwelling on past failures. That bottle of wine was calling his supreme, after all!
An extended hand pushes off the plush sofa, towards a displayed bottle of velvet fill.
He knew that, unlike his other counterparts, he wasn't exactly the best..hm. Let's say technician. And the price to pay for that- (not his soul, thank star!) was particularly faulty limbs, at the particularly worst times.
So, what does he do in this situation? Why, use caution of course!
Jackpot twists a strained wrist around the top of the cap, then a hand down to the middle. He wasn't exactly fond of having to curl an entire hand around things to grab them properly- but like hell was an Alphys going to see him on their doorstep.
Finally, comes the pull. Please work please work please work-
And there you have it. A full bottle of wine, all for his taking! The casino goers would be weeping, for sure.
He grabs a spare glass on the table left by him because common foresight is quite the ability, admittedly.
in comes sweeet relief. Phew, if Jackpot could describe how content he was- you'd think he wouldn't need the casino!
Ah, but enough of that. 'bottom's up!' as they say.
Down half of it, he tips upward. The sweet- almost sickly flavour of wine remains.
A sigh reverberates off 18 caratige gold, a record player exactly where his tophat lands on, revealing pure gold on his head in form of a crown. Oh, and don't forget the branding.
Some wonder- and little fools ask, "Why wear a crown nobody can see?" As if that question had any standing in the first place. Royalty, people! He was royalty! They would do well to remember that.
To be below royalty is unacceptable, even on others domain. Especially not on his. Status was power, and power was Jackpot. Really, it was quite simple.
...
..It was quiet.
He briefly considered returning to low power- yet the work day was still on, and as such; So was he. A shame, really.
Nevertheless, off-days like this are hard to come by. He should savor it- bask in it. Go over his achievements twice over, maybe even finish this glass of wine!
Ah, what a dream that'd be. To be able to mull over your own grandeur, over himself. Thankfully, reality was quite kind to the powerful. And he certainly fit that criteria. So let him relax, lay back..rest..
"Jackpot."
AHh!- Huh? Who was this- this..child? Wait. If his informants were competent, this should be core. Ah, he'd heard about them. Quite the heroic type, apparently.
"I am Frisk."
Well, he'll decide on their punishments later. For now, a good first impression must be made.
"Ah, hello, dear! My, you startled me. Though, I must ask- why have you come here? I wasn't exactly expecting visitors, ha ha." Good. Just the right amount of politeness, with the hint of urgency. He wasn't exactly thrilled about his break being interrupted.
"It's fine. Why are you trying to enter the Omega timeline?"
Ah.
"Well, you truly are as perceptive as they say. I suppose the other rumours are true then?"
"That doesn't matter. Why?"
My, would it hurt to have a little of an appetiser?
With a concealed sigh, he began. "Well, dear. Business demands. And as much as others-"
Those other mettatons he was shaming still pale in comparison, really.
"-would like to stay content with their riches, I am a man of prospect! Opportunity knocks, and I shall gladly answer. That is my reasoning, darling."
"I see. Greed."
"Correct, dear. And I'm not afraid to admit it. After all, why does anyone do anything? Greed. That voice in your ear, that voice telling you to be more- that you could be more. I listen to that voice. And look where it's gotten me. Success, riches, fame. My business is booming, and the opportunity for more- especially in the largest crossroads of the multiverse, just gladdens me. So yes, dear. It is greed."
"Ambition isn't greed."
"Oh, but they are two sides of the same coin, are they not? The only difference is one's drive. Ambition can create, greed will create."
"I've seen what you've done in the name of greed. Stop."
His smile faltered. Secrets were not kept around this child, then.
"You've done your research, then." Irritation seeps through.
"None needed. I see all. Including your exploits."
Well, that was a tad more than troublesome.
"Dear, if you're here to stop me, im afraid you'll be sorely dissapointed."
The runt child continued like he said nothing.
"You rely on secrets. Back alley dealings, corners of wealth, you control people by controlling word of mouth."
"You won't control me. Do not enter the Omega timeline. Final warning, Mettaton."
The child dissapeared. Jackpot's teeth clenched, and his grip on the wine glass nearly hardened- Mettaton? And then it did. Hundreds of tiny shards lent themselves to his furnishing. He snapped.
Jackpot stood up in a flash, an extended arm swiping the remnants of glass from the table into the red carpet beside it or the wall.
He steps out of the wreck, a foot landing on the less-than-savory carpet beneath his feet, before heading towards his offices double doors.
He widens the entryway, doors flying open as multiple paintings became visible to him. Those didn't matter.
An extended arm grabs his hat, the brim hitting his head.
Now, where the hell were those informants?
i literally lost my sht when I saw this. im being so fr rn. soo youre the absolute goat for this AHHHHHH I LOVE U SO MUCH <3 <3 <3
happy birthday to my GOAT @mangogreent ily lake ur so cool ur so awesome my fave greent of all time
this is fanart of their Lord of the Mysteries fic "Bitter, Your Mercy" u should read it it's PEAK
RECEIVED MY COMMISSION FOR MY FIC Carved from Dust FROM THE AMAZING OTO (@evilmonksan on twt/ @mizukamiyaseiryu)!!! THANK YOU!!! ♡♡♡
hello again! i need to tell you that i've reread YLTS so often that i've begun dreaming about the story LMAO especially since the second chapter has art. I just rememebred that Chopper left some of Luffy's meds behind and Usopp made a sign, but aaaa the fire that Luffy came back to (that Sabo maybe set?????) might have burned up that sign and now I'm all wobbly-eyed again haha
omg hello!!! im honored to hear that ylts has left such an impact on you.
hehe its nice to see someone mention that little part from ch1! not that it has any plot relevance...
i hope i can post ch3 within the year, and i greatly appreciate ur patience and support!
heres a little preview for the next chapter! its subject to change, but i think it gets the vibes just right!
The world is ending. And there is nothing you can do to stop it.
They say that if the sun ever burns out, you will not know until eight minutes after it does. Then, you will notice the cold. The dark. The stars you once admired in the night now objects of terrified realization in the day.
thank you for the tag @goodlucktai !!!
rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
working on my mount hua wip O_O
He arrives not as the storm, but the quiet before. Donned in black outer robes, inner whites, with a dark blade fastened to his side, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint steps onto the courtyard under the gaze of the people, a single arm held behind his back. Tailing his flank flocks a generation of young disciples. For such an age, they should be cowering behind his shadow, full of uneasy eyes and tight jaws, but instead, they stand tall—as if trying to imitate the unwavering trunk of the plum tree in front of them.
Tagging @emilyelizabethfowl @asyisnotok @sootandpepper @loopeyfluff @kathy-the-garbage-queen @rosmarymilktea @ceramicwings if you guys want to share <3
My preview for the @opfluffzine ♡ Thank you so much for the opportunity!!!
looking back at my YLTS brainstorm doc and losing it
and im still mad about it
i cant believe sanji 20 yrs and hes like
THATS THE EXACT IMAGE I HAD IN MY HEAD WHILE WRITING THAT SCENE. like no way hes gonna let luffy eat anyone else's dishes now
its also giving
Ten Questions for Writers
@emilyelizabethfowl THANK U FOR THE TAG I LOVE FILLING OUT FORMS !!!
1. how many works do you have on ao3?
I joined in 2017 and I have 14 works!!! That number would probably be higher if I didn't chicken out on posting.
2. what’s your total ao3 word count?
111,897 words! My longest fic is only 31,000 words—but I fully intend to break that record.
3. what fandoms do you write for?
One Piece! I don't think I'll ever stop writing for it; there's just so much potential. As of this exact moment, I'm writing for ROTTMNT, but I also have a lot of small snippets written for other small fandoms (which will never see the light of day).
4. do you respond to comments? why or why not?
I love responding to comments! Reading them always make me so giddy and I'm a certified yapper. I will literally talk forever once I get past the shy phase of being known and perceived.
5. have you ever had a fic stolen?
Fortunately, no—not that I know of. Knock on wood!
6. have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nothing that's been posted! I'm working (was working?) with a friend on an AU of One Piece, but we're both busy and procrastinators, so that's going to take a bit. I'd definitely be down to co-write more in the future! I think it'd be so fun.
7. what’s your all-time favourite ship?
Honestly, I don't really have a favourite ship? If I did, it'd probably be Zolu or Sanlu from One Piece, but I find I always lean more toward the platonic side of things.
8. what are your writing strengths?
Oh, geez. This is like that common quiz question, "How do your friends perceive you?" and my answer to both is I don't exactly know? I'd like to say my strength is writing emotionally-tense arguments or capturing nostalgia, but I'm more confident in saying I'm good at writing Second Person POV. (I would also like to think I'm pretty great at brainstorming fic titles.)
9. what are your writing weaknesses?
EXPOSITION. PACING. FORESHADOWING. I don't fully get exposition—I just yap and hope it makes sense. Pacing... I never know if I'm going to fast or slow—if I'm speed-running or dragging. It's a whole struggle for me. Foreshadowing!!! I rarely ever finish the entire fic before posting, so I always lose my mind trying to connect things from previous chapters to the current ones. Oh. And vocab. My vocabulary is very limited, even with thesaurus opened on another tab.
10. first fandom you wrote for?
I think—but don't quote me on this—it was a crossover between Fairy Tail and One Piece. Crossovers have always held a soft-spot in my heart. I think that's why I enjoy Outsider POV so much; I need people reacting to my favourite characters!!!
Tagging: @mad4turtles @asyisnotok @mykimouser @remedyturtles @pickledcarrotsandradish
OMG THIS IS AMAZING!!!!!!! I LOVE LOVE LOVE HOW THE ICHOR IS GLOWING and omg the faint rays of light shuddering through the water. Also his cape folds/ripples whatever you call them are so clean DAMN. please teach me how to do fabric folds i need a tutorial 101 fr. AND THE POSE!!! he looks so alone and scared and im glad 🥰🥰🥰 also the symbolism goes insane INSANE
Thank you so much and it looks so fcking amazing. PLEASE KEEP COOKING BECAUSE U ABSOLUTELY COOKED SPAGHETTI ALFREDO PENNE RAVOLI GUACAMOLE!!! Lots of love ❤️
fanart for this fic :3 two vers with and without text! i had fun doing the pose and the little detaisl here lol (fic by @mangogreent)
(if anyone knows the author's tumblr or social media pls lmk !!)
small details that i added below the cut
-God!Percy is posed to look somewhat like he's kneeling, a thing gods just. dont usually do
-His facial features are obscured, symbolising how he's being used and taken from until he is no more
-the white streak of hair is kept from when he held up the sky because he wanted to keep that memory, that tie to humanity
-the drowning metaphor is obvious methinks
Take Under Tide (PJO)
"We have to jump." The cliff calls your name—beckons you forth with its high winds and the plunge it dares you to take. You whisper, "We wouldn't survive the fall." "Pray—that’s all we can do." You choke on a laugh devoid of humor, listening to the clamber of monsters not far behind, and you wonder what would be a better end between this and them. "My parent has never answered." Their eyes meet yours. "Then, pray to someone who will."
In which, Demigods pray not to the Ancient Olympians, but to the God who they know will answer.
- ao3
I made a bingo card based on fanfic writing habits for a little friendly exchange! Posting this here if anyone else loves filling out sheets :3
10K MORE TO GO
THIS IS THE GREATEST BOOKMARK NOTE I HAVE EVER RECEIVED
Young Like The Sea (YLTS)
Mitchell: Epic III (Live) from Hadestown
YLTS - Chapter 1 Animatic Old Vr.
Song: Hadestown - Epic III
https://open.spotify.com/track/56xHMIfQPoe0prrSi3BGhf?si=sTkce22GRmehf0dbR3uOAw
this song is so young like the sea coded fr
I WAS LITERALLY JUST TALKING ABOUT THIS????? YOURE IN MY WALLS
SOBBING
im currently using this song to write chapter 2 rn omg i need to see the movie solely bc of this song
Young Like The Sea: Preview of Ch.2
He sends his haki out to the ocean, a hand reaching for another, but it is only the wind that answers. He circles the island, round and round. Two times, three, ten, and at some point, he realizes the moon has taken up to the sky. Luffy doesn’t feel his hunger.
Staring at endless dark waters and blues for a moment held so still, Luffy lowers himself to the ground and settles into the sand, cold grain and soft land.
(“Luffy!” He almost seems to hear. “How are you not cold when you’re wearing only that?”)
Then, with his legs drawn up against his chest as if to shelter his heart from the wind, he asks quietly to the sea, like a child forgotten in the rain,
“Where did everyone go?”
The sea has no answer for her King.
ok i had to get this out
nami literally finished her world map 1 year after luffys disappearance, which was only 3-4 years after luffy became king.
LIKE YOU WOULD THINK A MAP OF THE ENTIRE WORLD (LAND SKY SEA) WOULD TAKE WAY LONGER
BUT THE STRAWHATS SPENT EVERY WAKING MOMENT LOOKING FOR LUFFY THAT NAMI FINISHED EXPLORING AND MAPPING ALL THE ISLANDS SO FCKING FAST
They didn't get enough time.
WAIT I completely forgot Shanks is still like, around, so now I'm so curious what his reaction was to Luffy just up and vanishing. Though no pressure to include him because there's already way too many characters that care about Luffy lol
I keep forgetting so many characters. Y'know what? If I can't include them *majors your character death*
WHY DOES LUFFY HAVE SO MUCH RIZZ LIKE HE HAS TOO MANY FRIENDS i think i bit off more than i can chew
but i definitely think Shanks is someone i want to include at some point—and i do have a place where i can fit him into the story ;>
How long did the strawhats stay together after Luffy's disappearance? And what was the reason they actually separated?
It took them 3 years before they split up. One of the reasons was to "split" up to look for him—covering more ground in a sense. That's what they said, but they all knew that was only half-true, because the holistic reason was because it was too painful.
Talking to each other, looking at each other, staying on the Sunny and imagining their Captain going about his way as usual—bothering Sanji in the kitchen, stealing from everyone's plates, sitting on the figurehead as if the world was his (it was).
Everything in the world reminded them of him, especially each other. They carried remnants of him in their behavior and their habits and their hearts, and when does that become a curse
What do the strawhats do for luffys birthday? Ah that first birthday after his disappearance must've been so sad 😭
probably just cry ig aidfhwauifbkfgb
hmm i honestly think they would have a party in his honour—even though they are hurting and "mourning" his presence, id like to think that they would shove all those negative emotions deep down into a box and seal it shut just for that one day. Any other time, they would allow their grief to swallow them whole, but it's Luffy's birthday.
and if he isn't there to celebrate it, theyd do it for him - wherever he is
do u ever think the strawhats dream of luffy and wake up silently with tears down their face
some close their eyes, desperately trying to fall back into the clasp of sleep in order to see him again
others stare at the ceiling wordless and blank
as if cursing the gods
You know how some people never clean the rooms of their passed loved ones? I can see the strawhats trying their best to do the same on the sunny. Like a fishing rod left on the deck, an unmade hammock, and a beetle collection, all untouched. Maybe they tell themselves it's because they know Luffy will want to pick up where he last left off when he returns but really they want to preserve anything they have left of him.
can u like
not
SICK AND TWISTED SICK AND TWISTED
"they want to preserve anything they have left of him."
AINT NO WAY U JUST SAID THAT AAAAAAAAA
I love Hancock and hope she's been ok through this 😭. Like I don't ship her and luffy at all but I'm sure she didnt take the news well. I'm torn between wanting her to also look for luffy when she retires from being empress or moving on and maybe even finding someone else to love. Also RIP BARTO CLUB
My opinion on Hancock is that her love for Luffy was born out of her trauma—that she fell in love with him because he was the first (don't quote me on this) man who didn't show interest in her body, was genuinely kind, and didn't care about her past. I hope that in the future, canonically, she gets some introspection concerning her relationship with Luffy. I wouldn't go to the point of saying that, "It's not real love," but I do find it similar to how someone, who has been abused and mistreated for years, latches onto the first person who treats them with basic human decency. I just hope she gets her happy ending—with or without a romantic partner.
BARTOLOMEO MY BABY THOUGH I'M SO SORRY I WAS TALKING ABOUT THIS ON DISCORD LIKE MAN IS PROBABLY RESORTING TO SATANIC RITUALS AND SUMMONING CIRCLES
