Original post was very long, BUT! Thank you so much, @i-can-kazoo I love you! 💚💚💚 You're also really fun and talented and I love speaking to you!
Time is meaningless, I forget who I met when, but special mention to my other recent friends, @infinimay and... Vel, I forgot your tumblr, I think @htmlfroggy ? Uh. Boy, I hope that's you. Anyway, I love you both, you make me feel so included and like I have problems with knowing if people consider me a friend or not/calling someone a friend, but Vel I got over that pretty darn quickly with you, you're kind and funny, and child, take care of yourself, I swear, and Fin you're wonderful and creative and giving, but also stop eating things that make you sick, you guys.
To all the people that follow me or are in my notes or make comments on my stuff or in tags, I cherish all of you! 💚
Also, I'll be sharing this on discord, so everybody that I've ever interacted with, you're all great, and I get a little happy feeling whenever you mention me or respond to me or react to a comment I make, or pile on onto a reaction that I make, like, yes, I agree, that comment is very emoji. It's just very nice to be part of communities with you.
And @snowdice and @delimeful special mention to you, because they're your discord servers. I guess you thought you'd just be grouped in with everybody, but...snow dice.
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I'm making this post to inform everyone that @infinimay is a JERK and he is NOT to be trusted! Sure, his writing, which can be found here and should be perused, is great. But he is a RUDE cowboy snail. Yee haw? Yee naw.
Devil On His Shoulders And Lesser Demons All Over The Place; AKA Well, There Goes The Metasphere
As a note, I actually don't believe that Mandy is that angsty. The rumors of her sadism have been greatly exaggerated. As another note, I'd just like to apologize to everyone. Inspired by Devil On My Shoulder by Lime. Or the shortened version, DOMS. Which is ridiculous; clearly Mandy is the only dom here.
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Lime sighed, careful not to cause too much movement to his little "shoulder devil" as he secretly liked to think of her. Mandy was great, and the scenarios were fun to think about, but he could never actually write them. He loved his characters too much to ever hurt them permanently. And yet…
Well, at any rate, he was still out of ideas. And this little (heh) theoretical session hadn't helped any. Maybe he'd have to start from scratch after all. The curtains fluttered in the windless atmosphere, and a bright light flickered from beyond them. Lime squinted. What in the heck?
"...and since he doesn't know about the others living in his house, he doesn't get them out from the flooding!" Mandy concluded her dreary thought. She looked up and blinked. "Hey, what's that-" She cut herself off with a soundless noise that might have very well been a curse, as a fire bird flew in out of nowhere, and landed lightly on Lime's other shoulder.
He flinched, but it turned out to not be hot, just pleasantly warm.
"Um, hi?" He greeted, bewildered.
"I know I'm not exactly one to talk," the phoenix began, definitely actually talking, "but I think you can do a little better than Miss Not-So-Infinitesimally Angsty." Mandy gasped.
"How dare?!" The phoenix, who Lime now realized was Phoenix, rolled their eyes.
"I'm just saying, there's maybe an imbalance there on hurt/comfort you know?" They had a point.
"Hey, I know how to do comfort!" Mandy huffed. "I get plenty of comfort from readers screaming in the comments." Lime groaned. Phoenix, being one of her screaming readers, slapped their face with their hand- er, wing.
"Alright, I think I need some backup," they said, muffled through their feathers. They dropped their wing and sent out a fire symbol. Lime couldn't quite see what it was, or if they used their mouth like a dragon, or if it was a feather or something. Pretty awesome, though.
And suddenly there was a purple butterfly hovering in front of him. At least this newcomer wasn't too hard to figure out.
"Nyn?"
"I hear you're having trouble with some plot ideas?" She seemed excited and willing to help, something Lime was very grateful for.
"Yes, thank you so much, I can't seem to get away from the really awful permanent death ones." Lime stared obviously at Mandy, who just shrugged nonchalantly, spinning her magic pen around.
"Ah. Yes. Well, I've got the perfect solution!" Her voice was so sweet-sounding, it was like music to his ears. Phoenix nodded their head.
"Yes?" Lime listened raptly.
"Kill 'em anyways." He froze. Surely, he must have misheard.
"Wh-" he floundered for coherent English. "What?"
"If you wanna kill them, kill them!" There was a snort from his shoulder.
"But your stories are usually so cute! And fluffy!"
"Usually,” she emphasized. "Unless Mandy picks the wrong number." Lime turned to Mandy, horrified.
"Whoops," she deadpanned.
"I wrote a fic about the werewolf getting a kitten," Phoenix said reproachfully.
Then he got distracted by a voice at his feet.
"Heya!"
"Aah!"
"Woah!"
"Geez, now I know how Virgil felt," the voice joked. Lime looked down. It looked like...a box? With little cat features? That was adorable, but admittedly very confusing. He had to contain himself from petting. His talons twitched.
No! Big, scary dragon! Rawr! He wouldn't cave to some weird kitty box!
… Who was he kidding? He'd be cuddling it within the hour.
Mandy squinted, staring down at the creature. She steadied herself on Lime's shoulder before sliding down his arm. He grumbled something about safety that went unheeded.
"Kat?" She asked, tilting her head. "Is that you?" The box- Kat, apparently- nodded.
"Yep. I'm here to help out!" Mandy squinted.
"Why the heck do you look like that?"
"Well, like my username. You know," she sighed, Callboxkat? Box Kat? Box cat? Yeah."
"Wait, isn't it supposed to be a callbox? As in a telephone booth?"
"Yeah, but the author doesn't watch Doctor Who." Kat watched Nyn fluttering back and forth, repressing her newfound cat urges.
"Wait. I thought we were the authors?" Phoenix furrowed their eyebrows.
"Listen, this is already so meta, does it really matter?" Kat raised an eyebrow.
"Fair point." Mandy jerked her thumb back in Lime's direction over her shoulder. "So, do you have any suggestions?"
"Do I?!"
"Do you?" Lime echoed back at her.
"So I was thinking," she box-stepped over to one of the lower-set universe basins, "you take some of your tiny characters,"
"Yeah…" He considered the few universes where he had borrowers.
"Then you slap a tail on them, and have them almost drown!" She concluded triumphantly, lithely swaying her own tail at the mention of them.
"Almost drown them?" Lime asked warily.
“Almost drown them?" Mandy asked with a gleam in her eye.
"Okay, that's it." A new voice called out. Lime thought he recognized it, turning his head to confirm. Yep, there Allison was, dressed in her own witch outfit of purple and teal. "You," she pointed at Mandy with her magic quill "have had enough angst for the day. You're being cut off."
"No!" Mandy pouted, readying her puppy dog eyes.
"Yes," Allison crossed her arms triumphantly.
"Um, not to encourage her," Phoenix spoke up, turning to face her, "but haven't you been just as guilty of angst recently?"
"What do you mean?" Allison frowned, confused.
"Yeah!" Kat turned to her, "all those Perspectives lately have been pretty heavy and angst-laden."
"Wh- hey, first of all, recently is subjective, we wrote those a while ago. And we've had a lot of fluff in there, too!" Lime considered this.
"Vampire Perspective, Pet Perspective…" he listed off.
"Mandy's been choosing the wrong numbers," Nyn nodded.
"And! And Lilliputian, Freezing, those were also recent-ish!"
"Face it," Mandy suddenly appeared next to Allison, leaning her arm on her friend, "we're in the same boat now." She flopped over dramatically into her arms. "I've corrupted you."
"Noooo…"
"Hey, Allison, what's that building on your hat, by the way?" Phoenix asked. She sighed, and threw a photo version their way.
"Arc."
"Oh my god." There were snickers around. Mandy was still draped over Allison, shaking her head at the truly awful pun.
"PSSSST!" Everyone turned around. There, as if summoned by the bad humor, was a stick figure, looking shifty-eyed, and unmistakably Lefay. She was wearing a trenchcoat, and hat. Of course, the hat wasn't the typical hat associated with a trenchcoat. It was, instead, an umbrella-hat.
"Um," a new voice came in before they could address that. They turned back, seeing a small snail with a dorsal fin on his back. Fin. Lime was starting to see a terrible, terrible pattern here. "I was also invited, but, I don't know, maybe I should leave? You guys are all so cool, I think I probably don't belong here."
"Fin, please!" Everyone chorused together.
"Alright, alright!" He acquiesced, really taking in the room. "Hey, I guess not everyone's cool, you're looking pretty hot, Phoenix!" He made finger guns at them somehow, and they laughed at his antics. Lime smiled, before remembering the previous interruption.
"Hey, Lefay," Lime started, slowly, turning back to her, "why's there an umbrella on your head?"
"The costume store was out of trench hats-"
"There's no way that's what they're called," Allison balked.
"-so I decided to go with the rain theme. And I got this instead!" She patted the umbrella headband happily before tensing, and crouching inward, voice lowering to what was definitely not how she spoke a second ago. "Pssst. Hey, hey kid. C'mere. I hears ya need some help with your woiks."
Lime took a moment to mentally translate this. He was uncertain, but he did need help with his works. He twisted his long, scaly neck over to where she stood.
"Yeah, alright."
She opened her trench coat wide, causing a flinch or two throughout the group, to reveal what was lined on the inside. Lime could identify a turnip, a rutabaga, celeriac, a parsnip, a yam, taro, a daikon, and jicama. "Um…" Lime was confused. "What-"
"Oh my god" Kat put her paws over her face.
"Did youse need help wit' some titles?" Lefay waggled her eyebrows. There was absolute silence, aside from some traitorous snickering from some of the others.
"..............No," Lime decided on as his response. "Titles I can figure out later, but I just need some story ideas to title in the first place."
"Oh, why didn't you say so!" She responded in her normal voice. "I can totally help with that!" Lime brightened. Lefay smiled back, and then promptly fell to the floor, pillow under her head, asleep.
Lime flinched back, and turned back to the rest of the room, slumping his head in his hands.
"This is never going to work," he lamented. "I'll never get a new idea like this!"
"Well," Nyn cut in, "maybe that's your answer." Lime slowly lifted his head, squinting in confusion. "I mean, if you're not coming up with ideas this way, maybe this way isn't the way to go about it?"
"Right," Allison agreed, as Mandy un-flopped from her. "Just because this works for some people, or even if it's worked for you before, doesn't mean you have to use this method."
"Inspiration comes differently for everyone." Kat piped in, tail swishing in excitement. "You shouldn't feel pressured to choose one specific way and stick to it."
"And if you're forcing yourself to come up with ideas, doesn't that negate why you're writing in the first place?" Phoenix added.
"Heck yeah!" Fin shouted. "Writing fanfic is supposed to be fun!" Mandy gently put a hand on his arm.
"You shouldn't feel pressured at all. If you can't think of something to write, you don't have to." Lime looked up at her, she smiled gently down at him. "You're allowed to not write. You're allowed to take a break. You're allowed to put yourself first." Lime sniffed out a laugh, before looking at all the smiling, encouraging faces of his friends and fellow fanders.
"Okay, I give. You guys are right." He stood up on all fours, nails clacking against the wood floor. "Now let's get out of this…" he looked around again, frowning. "Wait, where are we?"
"Looks like a stage of some sort?" Kat voiced, uncertainly. A voice sounded from all around them.
"I'm a theater, sweetheart." Brook responded. There was a rimshot.
"You know, it's things like this that make me really glad that I picked my authorsona myself." Lime deadpanned. Allison and Mandy nodded.
Over in the corner, a shovel fell over onto a sketchpad in agreement.
"Yeah, I don't know who's doing this," Mandy spoke a little too nonchalantly, "but these are really, really bad. Like, objectively terrible. I mean just completely awful. As if whoever did it started with zero sense of humor, and then got worse." Hey, watch it, witchy, I’m in control of this story. "And I'm in control of a lot more stories, I can make angst like you wouldn't believe," she cheerfully stated, appropriate of nothing, according to the others' perspectives.
…I surrender.
Mandy smirked, satisfied, before bounding over to Lime's back. "So, wanna give us a ride back?"
"Sure," Lime offered his hands out, palms flat for everyone (except for those with wings) to climb on. When everyone had settled, he spread his wings, and took flight. As he faded into the horizon, he mumbled to himself, "Maybe I'll write something with Virgil…"
About a minute after he left, Lefay jolted awake.
"Alright! I've got like six more plausible ideas for AUs, there's this one where-" Lefay paused, looking around. She seemed distressed for a moment, before continuing. "-but I never figured out what happened with the incident with the noodles. TIME FOR MORE RESEARCH!" She pointed dramatically up to the sky, before immediately flopping back into sleep.
BONUS!
There was a ringing sound. Every set of eyes snapped to the source.
"Are you ringing from your body?” Allison asked Kat incredulously.
"I've got a phone in the box," Kat blushed, fishing it out.
"Getting a call, box-Kat?" Mandy grinned wickedly. Kat barked at her. Mandy frowned.
"Why-"
"I love dogs," she shrugged.
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