Request from Anon : Hi I was wondering if you could write something about a Metamorphi magi! reader x Newt? They meet for the first time at Tina’s and Queenie’s apartment and the reader finds Newt attractive and her hair changes red (its normally brown) and Newt wonders what the color means.
A/N : I’m alive! Haha I’m so sorry about the delay guys, I hope you like it! Something to keep in mind though, I switch between POVs a little bit in here, it’s mainly Newt with a sprinkle of Y/N. Oh and if you’re wondering why her hair keeps changing different colors, I thought I’d use the color to represent how she’s feeling/thinking so here’s a little cheat sheet : Auburn Brown - Newt (LOL) Grey - confusion Blonde - caution Red - love
Newt looked back at his friends utterly confused and slightly hurt about what just happened. Jacob equally as confused as Newt, he was having a nice conversation with Y/N when the mood turned sour. Maybe he was talking about himself too much.
Queenie placed a hand on his knee and gave him a reassuring smile. “It wasn’t you, honey.”
“Then what was?” Newt looked at her with determination in his eyes. He wanted to set this right but he needed to know what he’d be apologizing for first. He turned to Queenie because he knew that she’d have the answers to his dilemma. Being a legilimens, she must have heard Y/N’s thoughts. “Please…I need to know.”
In a universe where we age backwards.
We are born at the bottom of graveyards.
Dust becomes bone
Bone become flesh.
As we enter the surface there is light.
Later we will learn that they call it the sun.
we are wrinkled skin and slow smiles.
We are assigned to younger adults who become our caretakers. Mother. Father. They teach our tongues the words of their people. We get better at remembering.
But no one recalls the life before this one.
We learn to walk without the cane; without the limp.
At school; the best teachers are children. They tell us of all the years they have lived.
Between classes we talk about what we want to be when we grow down.
At graduation, the grey fades and we find out our true hair colour for the first time; women begin to bleed; their breasts rise; our bodies become firmer; the wrinkles smoothen like pressed flowers.
We dance for the first time. And don’t feel tired.
My caretakers are teenagers now. They’re loud and hard to understand. The scientists say it’s something with their hormones. I find that my mother skips work and listens to sad songs; she spends more time looking in the mirror now. My father cries when no ones looking;
it’s hard for a man to become a boy.
When we go to find jobs the younger ones interview us. When we turn 13 we will have to retire.
I save money to put my caretakers into a children’s home when they get younger. Just like they did for their grandparents.
I was assigned my first elderly person. He’s 95 and confined to a wheelchair. He doesn’t have any hair yet but I know it’ll grow soon. Sometimes he grabs my wrist to look at the way our skin doesn’t match. When he gets younger I’ll tell him about race; he’s too old to understand such things. I name him Luke.
I fall in love with a younger man; a writer named Hercules. He says funny things like “Imagine a universe where we age backwards; where we start off babies and die when we grow old.”
I try; but it seems impossible; too farfetched.
At our wedding; Luke is the ring bearer.
(He walks down the aisle without his wheelchair and I can’t help but cry).
Hercules kisses my forehead every time we meet. Says he wants to savour the days when he stands taller than me.
My caretakers are babies now. And Hercules is a teenager. There’s something different about him; he says I’ll understand in a few years.
They say that my mother wouldn’t sleep the night my father passed on; that she wouldn’t stop crying for what seemed like no reason but I think that somehow she knew. He’d been asleep in his crib at the time; the passing often happens this way.
Hercules holds me tighter that night. He’s started having nightmares. I guess it’s harder for a writer. To know that one day he’ll forget how to say how he feels; how to read.
I wonder how babies manage it. To have all these thoughts and no way to express them.
I’m eighteen today and it’s full moon. Hercules takes me to the beach and insists we bathe entirely naked. Between the waves he tells the whole sky of stars that we’re rebels now; that becoming a teenager makes us free in ways I don’t yet understand. I think that he just wants to taste everything before he dies.
After sharing a bottle of wine on the sand with him and dancing to the sound of the ocean’s monologue…
I believe him.
Our love has changed. From candle to fireplace to forest fire. I want to touch him all the time. He likes writing poems on my skin; but says that even without them I’m the best book he’s ever read.
My breasts are shrinking. And my bleeding had stopped. Though no one really understands why it happens. Hercules says maybe it served a purpose in the life before. His voice is high pitched now; more like mine; a sign of maturity.
Being teenagers was hard but nothing prepared me for childhood. They say it is a lot like old age.
Luke put us in the nicest children’s home he could find. It’s full of interesting people who’ve retired like us. But the babysitters are always watching. We play games during the day but they force us to go to bed even if we don’t want to. Hercules and I have to sleep in separate rooms now.
Yesterday they caught Hercules trying to paint his hair grey again. He believes he can fight it somehow. He hates that he can’t stay focused long enough to finish books but he still brings me love letters; crooked hearts coloured with crayons. I stick them on the fridge and stoop so that he can kiss my forehead.
When the babysitter told me that Hercules had passed on… I learnt what it felt like to be crushed. Some days I’d feel the ghost of his lips against my forehead and feel so angry. I’d cry and scream and curse. They called it a tantrum.
I’m five years old now and I’m beginning to understand that the end looks so much like the beginning and that’s why they call it the circle of life.
In a universe where we age backwards // Ceres @mentamorphisis
Can you give us more insight into what it's like making a season of Miraculous? I would love to hear more about how you guys make an episode!
Everything starts in the writers’ room, where the writing team is working on one, three, or more scripts at a time. They take a long time during this part, because story is one of the most important things in making a show. Thomas and team are amazing storytellers, and put lots of love and care into writing Miraculous.
Each script is revised, approved, and sent off to the storyboarding team! They storyboard the episode, and then make the final animatic, which is like the animated version of the episode. (you can see an example of one here!) After that, the episode is dubbed, animated, edited, and then completed. And then, the finished product is sent off to other teams around the world to dub it in their respective languages.
Multiple episodes are being worked on at the same time – in fact, season three is being written right now while Season 2 is being completed. Our team is doing our best to bring you an amazing show, and we hope this helps you understand the process! Thank you for being so patient, and we can’t wait to share season 2 with you. It’s going to be AWESOME!
This might not be a prompt, but I think you’d still find it interesting. It’s a simple way to figure out the basics of how you’re going to write a character.
1: One or two main personality traits. Basically, the parts of your character that will shine through the most when you’re writing them.
2: What is your character’s main goal? What do they want? Maybe they want to gain a reputation, maybe they just want to settle down and open up a shop, maybe they want to find a lost relative of theirs. This is a very important part of writing a character that I often see overlooked in characters sheets and the like.
3: What does your character fear? Maybe they have some big secret that they’ll protect at any cost. You could also tie this in to a character’s backstory. Maybe they’re afraid of losing their friends because they lost someone in their family when they were younger. Maybe they’re a bit nervous around fire because they burned themselves pretty badly one time.
4: How does your character view other people? A more optimistic character might notice the good things about the people more often, while a pessimistic character might notice the flaws in the people more often.
There are, of course, a lot of other things to factor in, but this is the outline I personally use.
My mom used to say something to me as a child, “If you were really sorry you wouldn’t have done [whatever misdeed] in the first place.” It always made me feel awful, but I accepted it as some truth, because it was coming from my mom, right? It wasn’t until I was an adult and mentioned that to someone else and they responded, “WTF?! That’s not how it works!” that I started to realize the effed up logic in that idea. (Side note: with an adult perspective, I now see that this was probably something her abusive parents said to her, and I’m willing to bet she wouldn’t say it now - but it still hurt me when I was a kid.)
Feeling sorry for something you did wrong after you did it is never a bad thing. You should feel sorry. You should want to make up for your mistakes and correct them. And hopefully, prevent them from happening again. When someone tells you, “Well, since you did it in the first place, there’s no way you can be truly sorry about it now. So, no forgiveness for you,” it’s horrible. It makes you feel worthless and like you are evil and there’s no point in trying, because no one is going to accept it anyway.
Any of this sounding familiar? Does it sound like what the SHIELD team did to Ward after the end fo Season 1? Good, because that’s exactly what happened. They told him repeatedly there was no way that he could possibly be sorry enough, so don’t even bother trying. They told him he was evil, everything was his fault, and there was no chance of redemption. He kept trying for a little while, but it eventually became too much and he became the monster they kept telling him he was - the man without remorse. (Even though he had buckets full of it much earlier.) The SHIELD team basically said to Ward what my mother used to say to me.
So many people have decried, criticized, and excoriated the AoS writing and showrunning team for this teribly toxic narrative. And they are right to do so. It’s a horrible, horrible message to send. That there is no forgiveness, that you are inherently evil, that circumstances don’t matter, and there is no coming back from any misdeeds. The writers messed up, big time. And they went a long time without acknowledging any mistakes and even mocking people for calling them out.
But then things started to change. The narrative of the show in Season 4 has been much tighter, more consistent, and best of all - they’ve started acknowledging mistakes they made. They’ve had characters say lines and make different decisions, acknowledging past screw ups. (Coulson, most notably, has commented more than once how he was hellbent on revenge last year and he did bad things because of it and he regrets it now, then he’ll go on to make a better choice.) I’ve watched it with a healthy amount of trepidation and caution, I’ve been burned by these writers before, but also relief and hope because they’re finally making it better. It isn’t perfect, they haven’t completely atoned for their truly bad writing from previous seasons, but they are trying. They’re making improvements and trying to right past wrongs. Hoo-freaking-ray!!!!!
Isn’t this what we want? Don’t we want the writing team and the SHIELD team to do better? Don’t we want them to correct their mistakes and make better choices? Isn’t this exactly what we’ve been crying out for, for Ward? That he be given the chance to make things better, even with his crimes as terrible as they were. If we can call for redemption and forgiveness for a character who committed murder and all sorts of other crimes, can’t we allow a little space for the writers of a tv show to correct their wrongs as well? If all we do is scream “too little, too late” at them, what incentive do they have to keep going with this? If we tell them, “If you were really sorry, you wouldn’t have f***ed up in the first place,” how are they going to want to keep going? And if they don’t keep going, then we’re going to end up with an even worse situation. I’m not saying immediately absolve them of all their mistakes. I am saying we need to give them a little bit of space, and grace, to atone for their errors, without jumping down their throats, vilifying, and completely invalidating them.
If we claim to stand for forgiveness and redemption, even for truly heinous acts, we have to be willing to extend it to more than just fictional characters.
What do you think Levi's personality would be like if he was in a modern day setting without having gone through some of he things he did? Do you think all of the events in his life shaped his personality or do you think he'd still have a similar one regardless of the events in his life? I've been wondering this for a while so I'd thought that I'd ask.
Ah, the age old nature vs nurture question.
There are some aspects of our personalities that are inherent to us, however our life experience have a huge impact on our outlooks, the way we make our choices, and the way we react to things.
Modern day Levi without the trauma? Its truly hard to say to be honest. If he didn’t go through similar traumas to canon Levi, we would need to what life experiences he DID have to guess at what he would be like. There are some core Levi things that I think would be the same: Similar sense of humor, similar style of blunt speech, similar sass level, similar dedication to his loved ones. But would he be gentler? More open? Possibly. There are just too many factors for me to say what kind of personality a modern day Levi would have unless I would sit and come up with a new history for him. And there are an infinite amount of possibilities!
That’s one of the beautiful things about fanfiction, though. Every possibility you can think of, you could write about to give it life. :)
On the subject of worldbuliding, what do you think is better: Ironing out all the details of every species, every society, every creature, and THEN writing the story? Or writing the rough draft of the story first, then fixing the kinks in the worldbuilding and finalizing it before the rewrite?
I got caught up in a lot of worldbuilding before actually starting on the rough draft of my script, and I have to say that when I ACTUALLY sat down and wrote the draft, I found tons and tons and tons of problems either with the worldbuilding I’d already done, or parts of the worldbuilding I had not worked out yet.
So right now I’m writing out a list of things I need to finalize and fix in the world of my story before I work on editing the script proper. But I wonder–is it even possible to have all of that figured out before you start your story? Could I have saved myself trouble by somehow finalizing all the worldbuilding I needed first?
Okay, so I am sensing a theme, bare with me. I didn’t know who Lay was (I know, I was young and I was so stupid) my EXO bias was Kai because he was the first member I saw. Then I read this story and a monster was awoken inside me. Actual thought process after reading this drabble, “Damn. I should look up a picture of this guy. *Googles Yixing* *falls desperately in love* *dies and is resurrected every time I see his GOD DAMN BEAUTIFUL FACE*” Thanks @kittae, I used to think that there wasn’t anyone that could compete with my Love (capitol L) for Jiyong, but Yixing tho….
You know what’s not done enough (besides fat girl fiction)? Stories whose titles are also Beyonce songs that I can listen to the entire time I’m reading it, which only emphasizes the mood. Also… Jinyoung smut, not done enough.
I once said that I want this story read at my funeral. I stand by that. My family and friends all know I live a life of filth and sin. They will not be surprised, they will be blessed. You may want to read this in a ice bath that’s been blessed by the pope.
I tend to stand by the belief that the best stories are ones where the writer is writing about their bias. I binge read this entire series in a matter of hours. Hours in the middle of the night when I should have been sleeping and then some of the ones when the sun was just coming up. I will wait however long it takes for the next part with bated breath and so should you.
This is another series that I binge read until my eyes were practically bleeding. It’s so good. Who doesn’t love fluffy Yoongi stories?? He’s such a smol squish. heart eyeeeees.
@war-of-hormoan- I did genuinely consider just screen-capping her masterlist and then posting that but I will do this properly. And by properly I mean with a series of gifs that mirror my reactions to the stories because I just love her so much that I get too excited for real words. I’ve said it before and I’ll no doubt say it again, I crush hard on Rams.