sasuke is kind of naruto's too-stubborn ex-prize-winning horse who's too wild for anyone else to ride. which i guess makes itachi some kind of crazy horse that trampled all the horses in their paddock to death or something
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sasuke is kind of naruto's too-stubborn ex-prize-winning horse who's too wild for anyone else to ride. which i guess makes itachi some kind of crazy horse that trampled all the horses in their paddock to death or something

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Andrew saying "I have knives" to threaten Kevin into a road trip because Neil wants to travel is one of the softest things heâs ever said
Andrew is a fake idgafer. Aaron is a true hater. They're not the same
So... I found this and now it keeps coming to mind. You hear about "life-changing writing advice" all the time and usually its really notâbut honestly this is it man.
I'm going to try it.
I love the lawyer metaphor, because whenever I see âJohn knew that...â in prose writing I immediately think âhow? How does he know it?â Interrogate your witnesses. Cross-examine them. Make them explain their reasoning. It pays dividends.
All of this, but also feels/felt. My editor has forbidden me from using those and itâs forced me to stretch my skills.
This is your "show not tell" advice explained!
Editor here.
First, let me preface this with something very important: you can treat all of this advice as SECOND-DRAFT ADVICE. It is so much easier to rewrite this kind of stuff once you have words on the page. Telling yourself the first draft is totally appropriate and acceptable.
What weâre talking about here are FILTER WORDS (and to some degree verbs of being). Yes, âthoughtâ words are included. But so are âheard, saw, looked, tasted, smelledâ etc.âmost words having to do with the senses.
This isnât black and white advice; sometimes youâll use these words and thatâs okay. Theyâre not WRONG. Theyâre just weaker. And theyâre weaker because they create distance between the reader and the experience of the character.*
If you want your reader to feel like theyâre experiencing the story right alongside the character, you want to cut down on filter words.
*This is particularly important with first person and close third POVs. The reader always knows whose eyes theyâre seeing through and thoughts theyâre privy to. So you donât need to tell them âI saw X.â Or âI heard X.â Or âI thought Y.â You can just jump into the action/observation as itâs happening.
This is also where you want to pay attention to verbs of being.
âIt was rainy.â Versus: âThe rain pounded against the roof.â Or âThe rain howled like an injured animal.â Or âThe rain tapped against the window like an anxious lover.â All of these are inviting the reader deeper into the experience of the story by using stronger verbs and similes. And, at the same time, they stir feelings (instead of TELLING feelings). And feelings keep your reader engaged. Engaged readers keep turning pages; engaged readers become FANS.
This is also where
you want to pay attention
to verbs of being.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I donât know what to do with all this anger in me. The people around me sit me down and tell me the virtues of patience, of swallowing my anger, of staying silent and enduring.
And yet, theyâre not always wrong.
What Iâm truly afraid of is taking everything too far. Iâve seen generations of women in my family endure in silence, and be unhappy but stationary. Rooted where they are instead of escaping with their feet that will take them anywhere. They let go of their anger. They seemingly let go of all their resentments. The language to express such things was taken away from them and eventually they forgot how to.
And so I hold on to that language instead. I cling to my anger, my resentments and my hurts so tightly that sometimes it feels like theyâre all I know.
The most baffling thing is that those women were not always wrong. Sometimes their advice to avoid conflict and unnecessary escalation was truly mature and effective. But they took it too far. So far that now Iâm afraid to take steps towards it.
It fills me with an animal panic anytime I see myself nearing that
It feels like defeat. It feels like humiliation. They didnât paint a pretty picture.
But now Iâm refusing to listen to what they said, Iâve become a mangled one. I now understand why quiet women breed furious daughters.

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having a bit of an ego is essential to the artistic process
its mostly died down now but i am still really sick of the culture that tends to perpetuate around digital art where your art is never good enough, everyone elseâs work is better than you, your art or your page or your name being some variant on âtrashâ, âgarbageâ, badâŚÂ
i donât really think it helps anyone! to be so constantly self deprecating all the time, because the nature of art is that itâs never going to quite look like it does in your head because the human imagination is a fickle thing, and this constant âaaah its not Goodâ instict is going to halt your progress, because youâre never going to get to that stage where it looks perfectly as how you imagine it.
accepting your art as it is and understanding that just because itâs not like your imagination doesnât mean itâs bad, and appreciating the way it looks and that You Made That is absolutely vital. and i think being proud of yourself, being proud of the stuff you make and your improvement is hugely important because that powers you forward⌠i love thinking about, âoh, this will look so cool when iâm doneâ and more often than not i finish and iâm like yeah, damn, this DOES look so cool! and trusting that what you make is good will help you explore more, branch out, etc.
thinking youâre kinda hot shit or youâre talented or youâre good at what you do is super super important
thinking about how Robin alludes to everything falling apart early in the book but then you realize he specifically meant that the world broke in half when Ramy died and it's never been the same
Andrew had shit to do this afternoon, but for the past hour, heâs been trapped in a beanbag chair by Neilâs sleeping body weight. He doesnât even have the remote in reaching distance, so he canât change the channel away from ESPN.
Neil â whose legs are across Andrewâs lap â is going to be so mad when Andrew fails his sociology paper and gets kicked off the team because their captain couldnât locate his own mattress.
Whatever. Neilâs head is on his shoulder, so Andrew amuses himself by wrapping a particularly ringlet-y curl of Neilâs around his finger and stretching it, letting it spring back into place again and again. Neilâs arm is draped loosely over Andrewâs middle, so Andrew keeps two fingers pressed to his wrist, lulled into patience by the steady beat of Neilâs pulse.
Suddenly, Neil twitches. A short, startled whine punches out of parted lips, muffled against Andrewâs collarbone.
âNeil,â Andrew says firmly, and Neil curls in toward the sound of his voice, fingers gripping at the fabric of Andrewâs shirt.
âBaby gator bit my ankle,â Neil mumbles.
Andrew, who had been steeling himself for the resurgence of a gory memory or a dream-induced panic attack, finds himself huffing in amusement.
âNo, it didnât,â Andrew says.
The tension bleeds out of Neil immediately.
âOh,â he says, and then his breathing evens out once again.
When Andrew looks up, Kevinâs imperious face is on the screen â ESPN has decided to torture Andrew with a segment on the National Exy Leagueâs star rookie. Andrew sighs, rests his cheek on the top of Neilâs head, and resigns himself to the reality of the moment.
Said this before but there's something about Baz not really feeling close to anyone, feeling completely disconnected from his surroundings ("because he's dead and he can't connect with the living, they all have something he doesn't have" he says, talking about vampirism, but it's also how good ol' depression can be like) while Simon is obsessed with being close to him, specifically. All that following him around everywhere, keeping tabs on him, growing restless if Baz isn't around or if he doesn't know what Baz is doing â already telling us he's concerned about Baz's safety and wellbeing â wanting to be on Baz's mind as much as Baz is in his own, wanting to be part of Baz's hobbies. Wanting to be the person who knows him best, and fighting for that whenever he feels he has competition for Baz's heart.
I'm equally thrilled and haunted by âas soon as Baz is unhappy, I canât think of anything else,â which Simon shares in awtwb alongside something like "I want to make it better. The mere idea is very thrilling to me." I don't doubt Simon would've been obsessed with Baz regardless because is Baz, but this stands out in hindsight, because Baz was in a constant state of sadness... And Simon thought about him all the time. Again, he was obsessed either way... but Bazâs sadness must have driven him crazy (itâs another thing where they match, as Simon carries profound sadness too) (Watford and being a hero brings happiness for Simon, but heâs desperately holding on to roles and expectations that do make him miserable. Heteronormativity fucks him up.)
Can't help but wonder about Simon's "Baz has only 3 expressions and they're all variations of disgust towards me" ... because we know he's bullshitting. At this point, he has been "observing Baz's soul" (which he uses as an argument as Baz "being alive" later in CO) meaning that he knows very well Baz has much more depth. That he feels much more deeply. He has seen it in the catacombs. He has heard it in his music, he has seen it in the ways he plays, in the passion with which he studies, etc etc. It mustâve been one of his greatest desires, inaccessible and impossible to decode to the Simon he was back then, for the alluring, competent little jerk he was rooming with to look at him with anything other than a practiced mask of "disdain." For him to let Simon in (Simon not listening to Baz basically confessing he's a vampire because Baz is pushing him away vs being all ears when he's letting him in) instead of having Simon follow him everywhere (when Simon thinks he's enchanted by him and would follow him anywhere in WS, it hits, because he has been that all along, hasn't he.) For him to not be so pained all the time (Simon notes, when Baz plays his violin after they have sex, that he didn't even know it could make happy sounds, that it always sounded sad in Watford).
Where Baz feels cold and disconnected, Simon yearns to connect with him (to keep him warm. It's a whole thing, Simon noticing his literal coldness and using his own body to warm him up, with hands, with lips) Awtwb brings up lots of desires, including those that have been buried for a long time. And one of those is the following: Simon wants Baz to be happy. And he wants to be the one making him happy.
"Look at me."
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âBut I also want to do this, whatever it is that works between us. With Agatha, it â âÂ
Even in isolation, this packs so much. Because of the way itâs written, you can fill in the blanks pretty easily. âWith Agatha, it (wasnât like this)âÂ
In this part, Simon is telling us heâs too turned on to think, heâs so in love (âI love him, I love himâ â the repetition is both emphasis and his thoughts being derailed because of sexual desire⌠he doesnât have the mental capacity to be poetic here, he simply repeats it). âBut I also want to do thisâ is not calling back to âI wanted to, until I didnât,â or something, which he uses to express how he tried (but failed) to have sex with Baz before, otherwise Agatha would not be brought up at all. If it was about âfailed attemptsâ at intimacy with Baz, it would have been about how he can do this, rather than he wants to do this, because wanting it isnât new when itâs with Baz (Simon has thought and said he wants sex with Baz plenty of times, highlighting that lack of wanting was not at all the problem). âIâm so turned on I canât even think, Iâm so in love, I also want to do thisâ is redundant. âRomantic loveâ + âlustâ = âdesire for sexâ is obvious enough you donât need to spell it out. No need for a âbutâ there.Â
âBut I also want to do this,â with emphasis on do does indicate that there was a time he didnât want to do this⌠Follow that with âWith Agathaâ and thereâs your answer. Itâs only when the comparison itâs done with Agatha that âI want to do thisâ is a new thing that needs to be highlighted in italics. âWith Agatha, it (wasnât like this) (I didnât want to do it) (it didnât work)â ⌠you keep going back that paragraph in order, and you even have â(I wasnât in love) (I wasnât turned on at all)â
This is about sex, and we get Simon expressing how he actually felt about having it with Agatha without outright saying it, including the fact that he interrupts the thought with âno, never mind, that doesnât matterâ ⌠because he doesnât want to talk about it. He doesnât want to think or process that, he doesnât treasure the memory, he doesnât want it in his head, and he doesnât want to give it any importance. He dismisses it, he wants to leave it behind. That scene in Fangirl where Baz goes âhave you ever done this before?â and Simon goes ânot when I actually wanted it,â which the author has shared as informing Simonâs sexuality and experiences are encapsulated in this. In âBut I actually want to do this.âÂ
I have posted about this before, but I was thinking about this again because, while this is about sex⌠itâs not just about sex. It also applies to the relationships. With Agatha, he didnât have any romantic or sexual feelings, so he didnât actually want to do âthisâââthisâ being his role of boyfriend. âItâs not my job to tell her what to doâ is clearly disinterest, avoidance. âI never put her firstâ acknowledging this isnât how a relationship should work, while also never concerning himself with changing it. Again, disinterest and avoidance. With Baz, he wants to do âthis,â whatever it is that works between them. He wants their relationship to work. Which means communication, even when itâs uncomfortable. Simon talks, even about the things he would rather not. He doesnât go âfine, itâs not my job to tell him shit, Iâm not his bossâ in SFC when Baz is upset and goes out to get some space. He immediately apologizes when Baz comes back. He doesnât just go âI got it wrongâ or linger in that line of thought because they had a discussion â he extends an olive branch when things cool off, even if heâs not fully getting it yet. Thereâs no avoidance; Simon is making the effort to make it work. Simon telling Baz âwhatever you want, alwaysâ when discussing their Christmas strategy is not just a romantic gesture, itâs also about wanting to put Baz first.Â
still a bit insane to me how sasuke didnât know for so long that naruto broke the seal because of him. they meet at the reunion and he sees kurama and is like âi didnât know you had such thing in youâ my guy because you werenât awake to witness the best gay awakening in media
youâre embarrassed because you saved him and he held you in his arms while you guys started to talk about your feelings for each other? and you donât even know about the demon possession? whew đŽâđ¨
My dear boys deserved to know only happy moments like this with each other:
The way they are each others positive motivations. They were always the happiest together. For a moment, Sasuke probably forgot about Itachi, Naruto wasn't thinking about being the kyuubi, they were both just training with a friend.
Sasuke worried about Naruto đ:
You donât own fanfics. Theyâre inherently public domain because they arenât your IP. Agree or disagree with AI, there are no grounds for âprotectionâ from AI because it isnât your IP to begin with. Thatâs what you chose when you chose this medium
Oh dear.
Okay, you get an answer, because at least you took the effort to write your ask out properly, even if you are hiding behind the grey, sunglassed circle.
Do I, or any fanfic author for that matter, have any legal claims to our work? No, not really, no. (Although if someone took a fic, filed off the serial number--deleted the fandom specific elements--, and then had it published for financial gain, yeah, that would be a case.)
BUT
Fandoms are built on a social contract that says we respect each others work, the effort people put into their art. We don't steal or disrespect the work of our peers. By feeding people's fanworks to AI you both steal and disprect it, and we need to make people realize that before it's too late--before fandom falls apart, because there will be no more real, actual fanworks.
Disrepectfully,
Orlissa
(i can't believe I have to say this)
Fanfiction is becoming peopleâs primary form of entertainment right now because most media right now is so cheap, bland, recycled, and sponsored by people who love money more than the source material. Fanfiction is written for free by people who genuinely love what theyâre writing about. Thatâs why itâs better. Thatâs why itâs more satisfying. Fanfiction is a home-cooked meal made for yourself and for your friends. Media today is junky fast food spoiled by too much grease and the knowledge that the people producing it are being criminally mistreated and underpaid.Â
FANFICTION IS A HOME-COOKED MEAL
WOW. BRO.THATâS.Â

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hi everyone i updated my fic master list for the first time in years, so check that out if youâre looking for reading material! would like to recommend crossed out, which iâve decided is one of the best things iâve ever written, and also acoustic (the nerve ending remix), which is cute tbh
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oh. iâve read the classics.