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I was curious to see how many words I've got so far with the combined draft + finished sections of Delayed Reaction, so I checked my master document:
I truly think it's going to surpass this by the end of the fanfic (and actually, now that I think about it, it doesn't include the epilogue I've written... so it's definitely going over 150k). I wouldn't be surprised if somehow it even goes over 200k. š
Was rereading a chapter of Endearment By Design by @bikinizagel and decided to sketch what I think is in the Resident Representativeās sketchbook (ą¹ĖĢµį“ĖĢµ)
I used the sticky note to make the drawings of Timmy and Tommy look like an afterthought!
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Delayed Reaction - Chapter 7: Chillin' With A Villain āļø Bonus Scene
I had originally written this as a bonus to the latest chapter of my fanfic, but since I hadn't fully decided what was going to happen in the next chapter, I hesitated to post it. Now that I know that the next chapter is going to more likely than not touch on this... oh, heck, why not? Here's a slightly sad bonus scene for anyone who wants to read it (in the timeline this happens on the same day that's at the end of the chapter).
Blossom was restless that night.Ā
No matter what she did, she just couldn't sleep. She tossed. She turned. She almost tumbled right out of bed! Grumbling, she finally got up and smoothed out her nightgown, careful not to wake up Bubbles and Buttercup as she floated downstairs for a glass of milk. She sat at the kitchen table, taking in her quiet nighttime surroundings, listening to the hum of the fridge and the tick, tick, tick of the clock on the wall as she sipped her drink. She absently leafed through the day's mail, only finding coupons for Malph's and a credit card offer the Professor hadn't opened.
Hovering back to her room, she glanced out of one of the circular windows. Falling snowflakes were illuminated by a shining yellow beam of light from the streetlight across the way, a light which cut cleanly through the inky violet night. She floated to the window and knelt on the carpeted floor, resting her arms on the curved sill as she watched.
Townsville's skyline lay in the distanceāfaintly haloed by the glittering, electric glow of the city's many lightsāblessedly peaceful for once. She could make out the outline of the observatory, but she couldn't tell if the lights inside were on or not. At the sight of it, she thought back to the events of the day, grinning softly to herself as her heart gently fluttered.
Above, the moon dimly shone in the sky, waning crescent, and she followed the angle of the observatory's telescope to look up at it. Once her eyes met the moon's surface, she couldn't look away, and her grin began to fall. Memories began to swirl in her head, memories of the times she had retreated to space for respite, to sit in her nook on the moon, nestling into the shallow crater, and think, gazing down at the Earth below. There had been many times like that, when she had thought, and yearned, yearned for so many things,Ā wishedĀ for so many things while up in the infinite depths of space, so far away from everyone and everything. Space itself seemed to always provoke those thoughts, those yearnings, those wishes, no matter if she was seated on a lunar surface, or perched on top of a satellite, or curled up on an asteroidā¦
A heaviness grew in her chest, and her heart began to ache. Her throat tightened, and her eyes grew hot, and the moon began to blur. She swallowed, rubbing at her eyes, and bravely turned away from the window, pushing down unpleasant memories daring to bubble to the surface of her mind as she crept back into bed.
Honestly, the Creepy Bastard Man whoās secretly really sweet and goofy deep down + Sweet, Pretty, (Seemingly) Innocent Girl with a powerful, twisted nature hiding under the surface is such a god-tier ship dynamic, I literally canāt get over itĀ
Just me being overworked and stressed and thinking about Mojo being overworked and stressed while working on his evil schemes, but heās been falling in love with Blossom (future AU) so he ends up accidentally writing that heās going to ākissā instead of ākillā her on his blueprints, so he panics and erases it, but then he thinks someone (i.e., her) could find the blueprints and see the old pencil marks grooved into the paper, so he panics and shreds it, but then realizes someone (i.e., her), could put together all of the pieces if they found them, so he panics and sets the shredded paper on fire, but the fire is inside of his observatory, and it gets way too big, so the firemen come, and then the girls show up and help because the firemen couldnāt put it out, and then Mojo just looks stupid in front of everybody including Blossom and she chastises him for starting a fire in his house and heās mad and incredibly embarrassed about the whole situation (but also secretly happy to get to see her), so then everyone leaves and heās relieved that at least his Freudian mistake will never be discovered, so he goes back to making plans, but he makes the mistake again, and he screams, and hits his head on his desk in frustration, and has a headache for the rest of the day.
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Oh, wow, I missed how itās officially been two years since I started publishing Delayed Reaction. I think I actually started writing it in late 2022 but I only started to put it up at the end of April 2024. Crazy to think Iāve actually been working on it for that long.
I had a dream that I checked AO3 and got 8 comments in my inbox about my latest chapter update, and I was gleefully reading all of them and planning out how I was going to respond. Boy did I feel defeated when I woke up this morning and opened my empty inbox. š
Delayed Reaction - Chapter 7: Chillin' With A Villain āļø
Snow bones about it, this is a super cool chapter! Hot drinks, cozy blankets, snowball fights... and ice cold vengeance?! Fights and fluff abound in this latest fanfic installment.
It's scary that there is a whole sector of people who think this is literally true and not just an elaborate game of pretend-with-me that we are playing.
Saying that characters have free will of their own is more of a shorthand expression for:
"Personalities behave with a certain mathematics, especially within the gradient of a story with given themes. In order for the story to be satisfactory, certain combinations cannot exist in cohesion. Forcing a character with a given dynamic to behave in a certain way is guaranteed to come off as forced and unnatural.
Is it possible to sidestep this? Yes, but often this comes with a change to the character's "personality matrix." This, in turn, may result in previous or later planned scenes in a story coming unraveled.
For longer and emotionally complex stories, these nested contradictions can stack upon one another, making it functionally impossible to change any detail of a central character without threatening the necessity for a major rewrite.
So, if the story has gone a slightly different direction than initially planned, getting a character to "behave" for a scene related to the climax or finale can feel like fighting against an independent agent with its own free will."
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AO3 should have an Annotation Mode where you can click to view all of the author's commentary and thoughts about certain parts of the work. A little comment that says "I spent five hours researching vintage radio mechanics for this and didn't even end up using it" or "this is an ancient Hebrew literary technique!" would make my day
