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@libraryofjupiter
hello! i'm jupiter (adult, any pronouns). this is my writing/fic/headcanons/rambling blog. it's a sideblog, so i can't follow/like back, but if i see you in my notes a lot, know i appreciate you!
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Somebody likes to play music outside the tent. It sounds like it’s coming from a small radio. Sometimes someone sings along. Sometimes the song is familiar. Most of the time, though, it’s just another sound muffled by the weight of blankets. It’s… Kind of nice to have something to listen to other than a heartbeat. On the other side of abstraction, Jax finds peace.
a fic born from me wondering "okay but what does being an abstraction FEEL like?"
I know this is the website where we talk about artists and writers doing anything other than making art or writing, but man, we REALLY undersell how good it feels to actually work on your stuff.
Like you hit your word count for the first time in a week and its like
me (crazy eyes, covered in blood): I NEED to finish writing my fanfic. so I can start writing a different fanfic.
the amazing digital endless wips
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hi @3van-3571 i hope you don't mind the ping but when i saw your art of stobotnik gaming at 3 am the dialogue immediately popped into my head and i wanted to write it down and so a ficlet was born
~*~*~*~
"This is a frankly atrocious standard of gameplay even for you, Stone."
Silence. Not even a hum of acknowledgement.
"Stone?"
He looked at him. He was asleep with his head against Robotnik's shoulder and his hands resting in his lap, still holding loosely onto his controller. He snorted.
"Up past your bedtime, hm?" he whispered.
Why was he whispering? He should shove the irritating barnacle off his shoulder and order him to bed before he ruined the game for him.
But.
Well.
He looked... Peaceful.
His arms were bared by his T-shirt and all the worry on his face was gone. He wasn't exactly used to seeing him like that. He wasn't used to seeing anyone like that. He enjoyed the trail of fearful underlings following him wherever he went, bitten and beaten into quiet submission. It was where they belonged. Stone fell into his place behind him just the same, but it never seemed to be out of actual fear. He knew the full extent of his capabilities and his weaponry. He just thought that Robotnik would never turn them against him.
The worst part was that he was right. The Badniks had exceptions for him in their code.
He hated how little he hated it.
Fine. When he woke up, he didn't need to know how long Robotnik had allowed him to sleep for. He didn't have to know he'd indulged him like this.
He definitely didn't need to know that Robotnik spent the rest of the level with his cheek resting against the top of Stone's head, soaking in the comforting warmth of his sleeping body.
I DONT MIND THE PING AT ALL THIS IS SO COOL, OML. YOU WROTE THEM SOSOSO CUTE <333 Im obsessed. Oh my goodness. This is epic.
i'm so glad you like it!! ^_^
hi @3van-3571 i hope you don't mind the ping but when i saw your art of stobotnik gaming at 3 am the dialogue immediately popped into my head and i wanted to write it down and so a ficlet was born
~*~*~*~
"This is a frankly atrocious standard of gameplay even for you, Stone."
Silence. Not even a hum of acknowledgement.
"Stone?"
He looked at him. He was asleep with his head against Robotnik's shoulder and his hands resting in his lap, still holding loosely onto his controller. He snorted.
"Up past your bedtime, hm?" he whispered.
Why was he whispering? He should shove the irritating barnacle off his shoulder and order him to bed before he ruined the game for him.
But.
Well.
He looked... Peaceful.
His arms were bared by his T-shirt and all the worry on his face was gone. He wasn't exactly used to seeing him like that. He wasn't used to seeing anyone like that. He enjoyed the trail of fearful underlings following him wherever he went, bitten and beaten into quiet submission. It was where they belonged. Stone fell into his place behind him just the same, but it never seemed to be out of actual fear. He knew the full extent of his capabilities and his weaponry. He just thought that Robotnik would never turn them against him.
The worst part was that he was right. The Badniks had exceptions for him in their code.
He hated how little he hated it.
Fine. When he woke up, he didn't need to know how long Robotnik had allowed him to sleep for. He didn't have to know he'd indulged him like this.
He definitely didn't need to know that Robotnik spent the rest of the level with his cheek resting against the top of Stone's head, soaking in the comforting warmth of his sleeping body.
You thought living in the crab would fix Robotnik’s sleep schedule? WRONG. they became gamers and it got worse.
sometimes i think about trying to get some of the smut i've written into a publishable state but then i remember most of my ao3 subscribers are my friends and like none of them would judge me for writing smut but i'm also not sure i want to deliver my smut directly to their doorstep with a laundry list of all the shit i'm into detailed lovingly in the tags
i think when actors need to leave a show for whatever reason but the character is important and doesnt need to be written off / writing them off would make the story worse i think they should just hire a new actor for the character but, and this is the crucial bit, hire a similar-looking actor of a different gender. Yeppp they look different bc they transitioned between seasons. Obviously
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There is no drug on earth that can replicate the absolute euphoria of hitting a writing flow state at 2:00 AM. You aren’t even typing anymore. You are a vessel. You are a channel for the gods. The characters are speaking directly into your brain and you’re just the stenographer trying to keep up. You feel like you could fight a bear. You feel like you invented the alphabet
That ‘comment on your a03 work’ email hits like a line of cocaine every time. unmatched dopamine increase. shoutout to everyone who leaves a comment on fics. you deserve the world
i've been trying to embed this damn link for like an hour i give up. the reintroduction of wolves into yellowstone chapter 8 babyyyy
He didn’t understand it. For years, he knew how to keep him. He knew how to make himself useful enough to be worth it. He couldn’t do that, not like this. He knew he wasn’t going to be sick forever. He knew he could get back to work later. It still made him feel naked to be stripped of everything he could do for him.
stone gets sick again and has some realisations. very nervousexcited about this one :-3
can tumblr please embed this fucking link nicely
only recently got into tadc (hilariously bad timing ik) but i looove a messy toxic mother daughter relationship (i love you and i hate you and i am so scared of becoming you and so on) so going off of the fanart, thinkpieces, etc that came out after the leaks but before the youtube premiere, i thought it would've been sick (in a delicious way) if when ragatha learned about the situation between jax and her mother instead of trying to comfort her or feeling disturbed, ragatha just felt... jealous isn't the right word but something along those lines. like god i wish i'd been able to push back against her like you did. i wish i could've hurt her like she hurt me. i wish she'd died and i wish i'd done it. meanwhile jax (in my mind at the time) would've been grappling with the opposite thoughts (oh my god. oh my god. what have i done) as a fun flip to their characters and dynamic. anyway i hope that made all sense and wasn't weird to share, i love your art and thoughts on ragatha!! such a complex character
nothing is ever bad timing to get into something me thinks (unless ur the type of person to care about stuff like theorizing or joining an active fandom) in FACT. I feel like watching tadc in the runtime it's had vs. all in one sitting reallllly affects your general perception of it. But that's a discussion for another time
And goodddddd that is indeed. A REALLY delicious scenario you've dropped in here... I can imagine the type of exploding you with my mind levels jax would be enacting if ragatha ever admitted that out loud. The juxtaposition in how they aren't able to do the thing that their mind wishes for the most. Wow wow wow....
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random ass poll but i love random ass polls and i’ve been having convos about this lately so! i’m aware fic length has a lot to do with this, but imagine your fic has around the word count of one of the longer ones you’ve written. if you rb this please rb with the amount of words it is!
how long does it take you to write and finish a fic?
1 week
2-3 weeks
a month (and change)
2-3 months
6+ months
over a year
results button!
for context: my longest fic is just over 15k and it took me a year to write, my second longest that i’ve published so far is 6.7k and it took me a few days shy of two months.
outsiders and boring normal people and fandom newbies always think that buckwild kinky porn fanfiction is the strangest fandom hobby but they are wrong.
the strangest fandom hobby is plotty fanfiction, the kind that requires research, because engaging in this hobby makes no goddamned sense.
it doesn’t even give anybody masturbation material, which is at least a logical and admirable goal that contributes to the betterment of society, or at least society’s solitary orgasms.
in other news i hope the cia spyware monitoring my internet usage understands that i’m googling information about smuggling drugs in thailand because i want the details to be right in a single paragraph in a 10,000 word story about a gay mafia guys.
this post has been making the rounds again and i just want to state for the record that it is a fucking delight to read in the tags all the random things people research for their fanfic and art. fandom, i love you. i love you with your flood maps and medical procedures and tentacle biology and historical fashion and traditional handcrafts and conlangs and urban geography and literally everything else. i am completely sincere about this. the enthusiasm with which people embrace detailed, deep, and often obscure research, just because they want to get it right, because they want to create something rich and interesting, it makes me feel better about the world. i adore it.
