Hi, I’m Carter! You can also call me Clemmie/Clementine! Im a 21+ fanfic writer who has been writing since elementary school! I am always chowing down on new media so I am constantly adding to my fandom list!
Below, you can find some more information on me, my dos and donts for requests, and my new masterlist!
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Name: Carter, Clementine/Clemmie
Age: 21+
Likes: Tanukis, raccoons, purple, sushi
Dislikes: Fanfic warriors {those that critiques “bad or non canon” fanfics}
DNI: homophobes, transphobes, racists, the normal dni
Will write:
* Canon x reader
* Canon x Canon
* Smut
* Fluff
* Angst
* Gay/Trans
* Headcanons
* pretty much anything thats not in the next category
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THISSSSSSS!!!!!!! curate your own internet experience. block them because they’re allergic to peanut butter, block them because they have what you don’t, block them because they dislike your favorite food, block them because you don’t like their layout, block them because you can.
blocking is NOT a personal attack against someone. it’s you curating your own internet experience and catering for your comfort, and you have every right to do that.
you, yes, you!!! you CANNOT tell other people to censor themselves for your own comfort and personal likings. you CANNOT tell them what they can or can’t post. you CANNOT tell them what they can or can’t write. you CANNOT tell them what they can or can’t draw. BUT you CAN block them for whatever reason.
that block button is offered to you for free. use. it.
“how to recognize AI in fanfic” — hey so this is another not-gentle reminder that AI stole from us. it’s using OUR words and OUR sentences and OUR styles.
writing “long” paragraphs is not a sign of AI — it’s a common narrative choice many writers make both in fanfiction and in traditionally published novels, and AI stole it from us.
using an em dash is not a sign of AI. it’s a stylistic sentence choice that’s been an option in place of commas and semicolons for a very long time, and AI stole it from us.
long sentence structures are not a sign of AI, but are yet another stylistic choice writers often make to create a cadence and tone that mimics the flow of poetry, and AI stole it from us.
“YA narrative breaks”? i don’t even know what the fuck this means, but i can guarantee that AI stole it from us.
italics are once again a stylistic choice that many writers love to use to create emphasis, and it’s a more stylistically acceptable and traditional form of emphasis than bold or underline text. oh, and just to be extra clear: AI STOLE IT FROM US.
stop creating fandom witch hunts over AI when you know fuck all about what it means to sit and write a story, and to spend hours fiddling with sentence structure and dialogue to get the exact right tone. writers will stop writing out of fear that their work “sounds like AI” — IT DOESNT! AI STOLE FROM US! AI SOUNDS LIKE US! — and after a while, all that will be available on AO3 is shitty AI-generated fanfiction.
because yeah, people are going to continue to use AI to write fanfiction whether you “call them out” or not. but making a laughable thread on X that uses asinine criteria is not going to fix that problem. it will just push the real writers out because people will accuse them of using AI when they haven’t, and they will (rightfully) stop writing for spaces that attack them.
I can definitively prove that every single "marker" of AI has been present in my writing since the year of our Lord nineteen fucking ninety seven. Fuck AI.
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the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
Hii! I sent the Elliott request on your post and tbh I don't really have many specifics I would just love to see any type of Elliott rep in which he's equal parts theatrical as he is a positive character lmaooo
So many people are done with his overall behaviour but i love him as he is 😔🥀 whether its "x reader" or an au or "x some char" or non ship content is up to you, i dont rlly have stuff in mind :3 tysmm!!!!
Here you go!
So sorry that took so long, I've had a weird year! Let me know if you have any other requests and I'll get to them ASAP!!
☆ Elliot is a romantic at heart- we all know this. When he first realized he was crushing on you, it took him like 9 business days to write an entire Epic Poem about it. Then he just... threw it away and cried because it wasnt anything compared to your beauty.
☆ You had to pull the first move! He was too busy writing poems and love stories to present to you, but nothing was right in his eyes. So he just... never asked you out because he couldn't fathom the idea of not giving you a heartfelt poem while he did it
☆ Your first date was a beach picnic in the summer. Homemade meal from your farm, even some wine you made! You two spent hours talking about books and movies. At sunset, you two walked the coast to collect seashells.
☆ He walked you home that night, and on your porch, he tried to think of something smooth to say. He failed, which is fine because you stepped forward and placed a soft kiss to his lips.
☆ Dates are frequent and fun! Going to Sam's concerts, exploring the forest. However, your favorite dates are the ones that let you two stay in. Sip and paint sessions by the fireplace, roasting marshmallows, and dramatic and silly readings of Shakespeare!
☆ He got you a promise ring! Something dainty with your birthstone in it. And every year, he buys you a necklace or earrings or even a braclet to match it!
☆ He keeps adopting cats! You're running out of room in your house for cat beds.
☆ While he doesn't like getting his hands dirty, he will sit outside with you for hours while you tend to your crops. Sometimes, you two will just yap. Other times, he will read you chapters from his book.
☆ He is always so cold??? Your bed is more blankets than actual sleeping room.
☆ He has a very specific way of organizing books: First by genre then by author. If he has a few series by the same author, he will buy bookish merch to decorate those shelves.
☆ He runs a book blog, which is mostly him complaining about authors such as Sarah J Mass.
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Hey guys, I'm back for now! Check out my pinned post to see my updated masterlist! I'm catching up on requests for now, but keep sending them in!
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im writing. im writing so hard guys. ive been playing date everything and obey me lately and i want to write that but you guys gave me 9000000 stardew valley requests. gotta do those firsttttt
but uh
gimme date everything and obey me requests too. ill do those too i promise
Ive got 4 requests lined up!! Ill start work on them this weekend. This month has been hell from blown out of proportion discord drama to getting a new job. Please have patience with me {and send me headcanon requests for me to do at work}
TW: food, swearing, drug and smoking mention, not a happy ending, unrequited love.
A/N: I do not speak Japanese, and I am not going to pretend that I can. For convenience sake, Damara Meigido will be speaking English. I also have not read the Homestuck Epilogues, so they do not exist to me or this story. Its pretty non-canon, don’t come for me. I might do a sequel to this if I get enough notes on it.
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It was still hard for Damara to be out in the actual sunlight of this new planet that was created by those kids. Damara didn't know their names, or at least she didn't bother to learn them or remember them. They weren't important right now, especially since she met you. You were interesting to her, to say the least. With the look of determination in your eyes when you were in a friendly strifing match with the loud troll, or when you had that sleepy look on your face as the sun sets. It mesmerized her time after time. She didn't know what this was, why she constantly thought about you while she half-heartedly flirted with others, or when she was rolling her blunts and cigarettes.
She was pulled from her thoughts as you bounced over, something cupped in your soft hands, the noon sun shining off your hair. With a small tilt of her head, she opened her mouth to speak, her thick accent lacing her words.
"What have you got, (y/n)?" Was the question that was asked in her rough voice, her hand brushing back the loose hair that framed her face.
"It's a passion fruit! Rose alchemized some for me, and I wanted to share them with you!" You do a small happy dance, twirling in a circle before plopping down on the ground next to her, the smell of dirt clinging to your clothes. You must have been helping the barkbeast girl in her garden today.
Damara's face twisted in more confusion. "A passion fruit? Does it cause passion? Is it a mating ritual for humans?" The questions kept coming before you silenced them with a small laugh.
"No, no. Nothing like that! Here, try it!" You were certainly excited as you pulled your pocket knife out of your pocket and cut the fruit in half, handing her the slightly bigger piece. The rust blooded troll sniffed at the interior of the fruit, before recoiling back in slight shock.
"It smells sour. I don't want it." Damara hands it back with a small face. She wasn't one to enjoy sour foods, no matter the amount of persuasion. This caused you to frown slightly, disappointed.
"Oh, um. Alright. I might have a candy bar in my sylladex if you want that instead?"
The mention of chocolate made the other perk up, a small smile forming on her lips to show off her pointed fangs. "Oh, yeah, I want that." You were already pulling it out of your 'dex, handing it to her a few moments later.
"Damn, I love chocolate." She murmurs, ripping apart the wrapping to break a small chunk off, shoving it in her mouth a bit haphazardly. You watched in slight amazement, your eyebrows raising a bit. Damara thought it was cute, along with all of your other facial expressions. She thought you were cute and didn't have a second thought about it. Lots of people were cute, and that's that. Nothing more to it, or so she thought. She didn't realize she was studying your face before you cleared your throat, cheeks red with embarrassment.
"You're staring again. Can you please stop? The stares make me uncomfortable." You pull at your jacket collar a bit, eyes searching the ground as if to find something to take the embarrassment away from the situation.
"Oh, sorry I guess." Damara wasn't used to apologizing for things, especially as small as that, but every time she said sorry for something, your lips pulled up in the small, awkward smile as you mumbled a small 'it's fine' to her. "This chocolate bar is good."
You half-smiled melted into a full smile quickly. "You think so? I alchemized a bunch of it for Porrim and I a few days ago. So I just carry a bit around with me now, just in case I need it." You explain in your puppy-like state, mumbling around a mouth full of passion fruit. Though this time, Damara couldn't share your excitement, not in the slightest.
"Porrim? Why were you hanging out with Porrim?" Jealousy laced her accent, dark eyebrows furrowing tightly. Once again, you looked awkward, but you had that smile on again.
"Well, um, she asked me to be her matesprit! So it was kinda like a date I guess!"
Those were the last words Damara wanted to hear. "Matesprit?" Her voice was a tad bit shaky. She didn't, couldn't, hear your response. Her thoughts were rushing around in her head, screaming in a mix of Beforus, Japanese, and English. It was so bad, she couldn't even understand it.
"I've gotta go." Her words cut you off in mid-sentence.
"What? Why? What's wrong-"
"I just have to go." She was up in a heartbeat, half-eaten chocolate falling to the ground as she rushed away, back to her hive. She wanted to forget it. To forget your smile, your curiosity, your friendly touch.
She wanted to forget the smell of passion fruit on your fingers, and now on her clothes.
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