6. How many stories are you subscribed to? How many do you have bookmarked?
I don’t subscribe to stories and I have 6 stories bookmarked
7. Which AU do you find yourself writing the most?
Uhhh I haven’t written a single AU as of now :|
8. How many people are subscribed and bookmarked to you in total? (you can view this on the stats page)
Subscriptions: 5 Bookmarked: 29
9. Is there something you’d like to write about but are afraid of people judging you for it? (Feeling brave? If so, share it!)
Cannibalism with FyoZai and abusive Dazai/Akutagawa *waits for followers to unfollow me*
10. Is there anything you would like to be better at? Writing certain scenes or genres, replying to comments, updating better, etc.
Writing longer, more detailed scenes. Describing emotions…man there is a lot to improve :v
11. Do you write rarepairs or popular ships more often?
Hmm, I have posted more for soukoku, but my drafts have a lot of rarepairs and gen fics
12. How many stories have you posted on AO3 to this day (finished and unfinished)?
13. How many stories do you have saved in/with your writing program?
Noooooo I really don’t wanna check ;w;
14. Do you write down story ideas, or just keep them in your head?
I keep them in my little head here~
15. Have you ever co-authored a story?
Uhh it’s in the draft stage (cause the co-author is on hiatus) but yes!
16. How did you discover AO3?
Saw that a lot of users here were linking their work on AO3 so I decided to join~
17. Do you consider yourself to be a popular or famous author in your fandom(s) on AO3?
Pfff NO LOL
18. Do you have a nickname or fandom name for your readers?
19. Was there an author who inspired or encouraged you to write?
Well, I wanna thank @memswrites for going through my initial works for my OC and giving me their feedback! You really helped me a lot and gave me enough confidence to write canon character fanfics ;w;
20. What writing advice would you give to a beginning author?
Just write! Don’t be afraid about people calling your ideas dumb. And make sure that you have good grammar (Don’t look at me for advice even I just started writing)
21. Do you plot out your stories, or do you just figure it out as you go?
I plot the ending and certain key events, then leave the rest to my mind
22. Have you ever gotten a bad comment on a story? If so, what did you do?
No, cause I rarely get comments
23. Is there a certain type of scene that you have a hard time writing? (action, smut, etc..)
Romance…it’s a little hard when you have a cynical view on love
24. What story(s) are you working on now?
A skk fic for my skk hell secret santa, skk 12 days of christmas, a gen fic of Grim Reaper Dazai, a bit on my OC’s backstory, Odazai Omegaverse, a skk fic where Dazai is the sub….these are my main priorities
25. Do you plan your next project(s) before you finish your current ongoing story(s)?
No going step by step we die like men by juggling them simultaneously
26. Do you have a daily writing goal set for yourself?
No, but I think it would be good if I did.
27. Do you think you’ve improved as a writer since you first started?
Eh, it’s too early to tell, but I can sense that ideas are flowing more easily than before.
28. What is your favorite story that you’ve written?
Did the author Quadenomen delete their account and works on Ao3? ;-; Does anyone know what happened or if they have any social media accounts? Or even like, if their stories like Can We Be Friends and Of Stolen Time and Kisses exist anywhere? :'( Quadenomen was one of the best out there, what happened :'(((
It does seem like Quadenomen deleted their account, since all links relating to them pulls an error. I tried looking up if they have any social media accounts but didn’t find anything. It seems they still have Can We Be Friends posted on AFF, though ~ Admin P
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(Part one here: x) (Part three: coming soon) (Continuation of a fic based on 13.06- Tombstone)
It was Angels that did it.
Of course it was. Because what parts of their lives weren’t constantly getting caught up in
the shitstorm that was Heaven these days?
Anyway, he didn’t know how
they’d done it- or when- but apparently some of the junkless dicks had
developed their brains just enough to have been able to fix up their mojo a bit
and get a few of them their wings back.
And what was the first thing they did with those wings?
Kidnap Sam, of course. Because apparently there was some
sort of universal conspiracy which meant Dean had to have his brother taken
from him Every. Damn. Year.
The real kick in the pants, though, was the bullshit reason
the Angels gave. Heaven must have got their wires seriously crossed somewhere down the line, because they seemed to honestly think that taking Sam, of all people, would lead Jack
straight to their doorstep. Like the son of a bitch would actually care enough about Sam being in their clutches to put himself in harm’s way.
Damn it, Dean had known
nothing good would come from taking in the god-damned Spawn of Satan. He’d
just assumed, though, that the damage done would be by him, not because of
Bursting full tilt out of the garage and into the Bunker
proper, Dean ran a hasty, panicked sweep of the place first, heart pounding a
rhythm-less drumbeat into his throat all the while, as he hoped beyond all hope
that Sam, against all odds, had somehow managed to wheedle himself out of danger for once.
As expected, though, no such luck.
The crunch which echoed through the hallways was almost- almost- as satisfying as the sudden
sharp pain splintering out from where his knuckles met the wall. The ache was
good. Kept him sharp. Focused his mind. Drawing in a deep breath and closing
his eyes, he centered himself around the sensation, concentrating on what he
would need to do.
Call Cas. Let him know what was going on.
Call Jody. Tell her to keep an eye out.
Figure out Sam’s latest password so he could see if any of
the fancy-ass programmes Sam had set up to search for Jack could be used to
find him instead.
Hit up every god-damned source he had until he tracked those
sons of bitches down and shanked their
asses for taking away what was his.
And, finally, re-remind Heaven that, when you mess with
Winchesters, things really don’t end
pretty for you.
As it turned out, though, some things were easier said than
done. Dean was pretty proud of the fact that he was one hell of a Hunter. Stick
him in any town in the US and he could track down the nearest Hunt and have it
solved and sorted within a week pretty much every single time. Give him
anything close to the right tools and
he could build you the EMF reader to beat all EMF readers in no time flat.
Computers, though? Computers had always been more Sam’s thing. And the dude
must have been doing some serious boosting
to his skill sets, because (even after trying out the stuff Frank had taught
him) Dean still couldn’t for the life
of him make even the smallest of
headway in changing the purpose of the tracking systems Sam had set up after
Jack hauled ass.
Which meant point three of his plan resulted in a big, fat zero on the results front.
And points one, two and four hadn’t exactly led to much in
the way of progress, either.
In short, by the time the twelve day mark rolled around and
not even a starting location had
reared its ugly head, Dean was practically bouncing off the walls, half out of
his mind with a blend of worry and anger which was all too familiar at this
point in his life. So, in an effort to calm his frazzled nerves, he turned to
his near life-long source of comfort.
Alcohol. Not enough to impact his mental abilities, but just
enough to dull his senses that perfect amount.
Later on, though, the alcohol turned out to be a pretty
solid excuse for his response turning out quite
as violently as it did when, in a flurry of wings and garbled questions,
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kravitz not knowin how 2 be an alive person. its funny. he doesnt kno how to cook. do elves need sleep? taako does it a lot but hes not sure, he thinks taako might just be Like That. he gets asked to babysit angus one day and has no idea what to do. kids definitely need sleep dont they?? hes like. pretty sure. angus keeps trying to trick krav into letting him stay up later. i actually need two helpings of dessert sir! for my growing little boy body! sugar is important!
Jason: yes, you love Stephanie, we know, you love Stephanie so much, she’s the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Stephanie we KNOW, you love Stephanie you fucking love Stephanie okay we know, we get it, YOU LOVE STEPHANIE FUCKING PATRICK. WE GET IT.
if we don’t get Lance trying to give Keith a milkshake in season 5 only for Keith to just stare at him like “Lance I’m lactose intolerant” and then Lance is bummed because his milkshake didn’t bring Keith to the yard then what, pray tell, is the fucking point