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Originally created as a Wreck-It Ralph repository, this blog eventually evolved into a hodgepodge of all my various interests. Current and likely forever main interest is Komi-san wa Komyushou Desu. Day to day you can expect some combination of the following: Fanart, comics, funny videos... and yes, memes; some of which created by yours truly. Writer of the infrequently updated fanfic Komi-san Can’t Adventure; a fantasy/adventure AU. I have an about page somewhere around here where you can see some of the tags I use most often.

Well I finally did it.

I found a use for this side blog I’ve had for years and never used until now.

I decided to use this blog for liveblogging Komi-san… and eventually some other SoL like Hitomi-chan and Shikimori-san.

I will also be posting some of my fanfiction here, although the newest chapters will always be exclusively on my AO3. (Go check it out!)

The full details can be found on my Guide-san page. In short though, I intend to to tag everything extensively so it should be easy to search through… or blacklist, if that’s more your thing.

This me. ^^^^

Expectations that are not ridiculous to ask for in a relationship:

  1. Planned dates every so often.
  2. Constant healthy communication.
  3. room and patience to grow.
  4. Solid quality time.
  5. Constant reassurance on good and bad days.
  6. reciprocated energy.

7. Time alone

One of the worst and potentially most toxic ideas people, especially younger people who are constantly connected to everyone they know through their phones and internet (which is a whole other problem), have is that you need to spend all your time with the person you're with or you don't love them/they don't love you. That's insane. No one is supposed to spend every second of their time with another person. Sometimes even people who are deeply in love need a break from social interaction.

*through gritted teeth* it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be-

When the author deletes your favorite fanfic:

Gather around, children. I’m about to tell you a story of ye olde fandom. (Real life fandom friends, I’m sorry. You’ve heard this story a thousand times, I know.)

Long before Disney bought Star Wars, long before the new trilogy, before even the prequels, and themselves predating the “remastered” versions of the original trilogy, Star Wars experienced it’s second renaissance in novel form. And comic book form. Skim the pages of the dozens upon dozens of Expanded Universe (”EU”) novels and you’ll find lots of foundations for the things you see on screen these days. Ben Solo, for sure, has his origins there. 

But it was also a different era for the fandom. The 90′s saw the transition from fanzine culture to online fan fiction archives. The programming ability and computing power you needed to make a fan fiction archive that the authors could edit themselves did not yet exist in an accessible way. Series based archives popped up, mostly hand curated by webmasters posting .txt files of chapters and stories that they’d received from authors via email. Or usenet. Or mailinglists. I spent many of my teen years on Gossamer, the X-Files archive, and Fanfix.com, my favorite Star Wars archive. I remember haunting a Babylon 5 archive at the time, too, but it’s lost to history. 

I read everything. Everything. But, by far my favorite fan fiction of all time was, and I will always remember this, “As Simple and as Complicated as All That” by Xia Sang Li. It was epic. Four novels. NOVELS. Dozens of chapters. Hundreds and hundreds of pages. It follows Luke Skywalker’s decision to finally throw caution to the wind and fall into bed, and in love, with Mara Jade. Written in the sweet spot after her character was introduced and explored, but before permission was given to the licensed authors to marry Luke off, it was an amazing indulgence. And, it was epic in scale and scope. The great plot twist in book one was that, spoiler alert, when Gaeriel Captison died, leaving Luke to look after her orphaned daughter, she didn’t tell the whole story. You see, Luke and Mara had indulged each other before, had a secret love child, and this brief period of time was erased or minimized in their memories. Slowly, the two come to realize, through their haze of lust and passion, that something is conspiring to keep them apart, and that this little girl isn’t who she seemed. Themes of family, and duty, and passion, and trauma. Force visions, original characters, and sex sex sex. It was amazing. 

Epic right??? Right?? Wanna read it?? 

It’s impossible. The Fanfix.com archive zipped the textfiles, so the Wayback Machine hasn’t archived them. The Geocities page went down before the Geocities archive was published after its closure. And, the original author’s blog, not updated in a decade, features only a few chapters of a rewrite, an AU of her original epic. 

But it’s not dead.

Starting in 1998, my teenage self printed the whole fucking epic. I did one chapter at a time. It took more than a year. I had it all saved, too, on a 3 ½ inch floppy that got destroyed. Beyond the author’s own hard drive somewhere on this green earth, I think this might be the only copy. 

Every few years, when nostalgia overtakes me, I reread it, from front to back. The gender politics are very different. The interpretation of Luke, too, vastly different from modern fandom’s take. Sometimes I wish I could find the author, buy her dinner, and tell her how important her work was to me. But, that’s probably impossible. Sometimes I think about re-digitizing it and, like a different kind of pirate, putting it back into circulation. But, that’s just a wish. A whimsical dream. The notebook is at least 3 inches thick, with front to back printed pages of text. It would take… years. Certainly it took years to write. But, it was part of the floating world of fandom. And, it faded away. Stuff like this should never fade away. 

Fan fic authors… I implore you. Never delete your work. 

You can’t know the impact you make. You might think it not good, embarrassing, or irrelevant. It’s not. Not to someone. Not to me. 

Komi-san Can’t Adventure Chapter 1 - The Deal

Story Summary: In a world of monsters and magic, one man—your average villager―comes out of retirement to become an adventurer once more. His mission: to guide a fledgling god around the world in search of their purpose. Their third party member, the shy beauty whom everyone both adores and fears, is none other than the daughter of the Demon Lord. Can this trio of unlikely friends save the world? Buckle in. It’s time to find out.

Chapter Summary: Tadano gets summoned to the realm of the gods and makes a deal with the God of Order.

July 20, 2022 Update: I revised this chapter today because I had been meaning to. It has 540 more words now as a result (from 1,573 to 2,113), and I think it’s a lot better now.

A pure white void.

An endless expanse that the mortal mind could not hope to grasp in its entirety—that is where our story begins.

In this particular moment in time, a young man suddenly found himself there… falling.

Falling…? I’m… falling… I’M FALLING?! His inner voice screamed as he struggled to grasp his situation. He didn’t know what was going on, first and foremost. Plus he was falling—most likely to his death…!

He flailed his arms wildly. It was one of the few things he could do in such a situation… It accomplished nothing, however, much to his dismay.

His stomach churned more and more as the force on his body increased as he fell.

UWHOOOOOOOOOOAAAA!-” he couldn’t help but yell loudly, at last having regained the ability to do so.

All at once, the void took form below him. Of course, its form was only that of a blue and white blur… It was hardly much of an improvement, but as mortals love to say, ‘beggars can’t be choosers’.

He was up in the clouds, he soon realized, though that was only for the briefest of moments as his descent continued unhindered.

It was not long before the ground finally came into view. If he were someone below average, he would certainly have soiled himself by then. Indeed, perhaps even someone above average would have done the same thing. But curiously, despite being completely average by almost every metric… he did not. Though that is not to say he wasn’t still letting out the highest pitch of a scream all the while. In that regard, he was well above average.