Apr 23, 2023
Was it just me or when you first started reading fanfiction you thought orphan_account was the most prolific writer ever?
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Was it just me or when you first started reading fanfiction you thought orphan_account was the most prolific writer ever?
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Have you read The Y2K Problem?
Yes
It's in my bookmarks/saved for later/I intend to now
No
No, and I don't read Gravity Falls fics
Summary:
On December 31, 1999, in the small town of Gravity Falls, the world ended.
Mabel and Dipper Pines have grown up mostly okay despite all that.
Author:
@herenortherenearnorfar
i'm so fucking stupid i thought orphan_account was just some meta human in every fandom ever writing every fic ever. turns out that is not what it is
Have you read the palace perspective (Revolutionary Girl Utena)?
Yes - Iβm in/was in the fandom
Yes - Iβm not in the fandom
No - Iβm in/was in the fandom
No - Iβm not in the fandom
Author:Β orphan_account
Summary:Β The skies were changing; darkening and storming more and more often. Her life was changing; the prince was not as close as he once had been and would not speak of it. The world was changing β the citizenry increasingly resentful of the palace, and their faceless scorn mounting. Her body was changing as well, and she understood none of it.
Submitterβs notes: An essay about the patterns of abuse in Revolutionary Girl Utena, mixed with parables and re-interpretation of the series' ending. Discusses questions like "what is patriarchy?" and "why is there so much incest?" and "what is the deal with Nanami?"
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IM SOBBING
This whole time, I thought "orphan_account" was some bomb ass bitch who wrote amazing fics on just about everything I liked.
No. No. They are literally ORPHANED ACCOUNTS.
The Last of the Windchimes (17332 words) by orphan_account Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Andor (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Leida Mothma & Mon Mothma, Leida Mothma/Stekan Sculdun Characters: Leida Mothma, Stekan Sculdun, Mon Mothma, if you can count her as a character. she is haunting the narrative Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Suicide Attempt, References to Depression, the character death is central to the fic but it is offpage, Self-Harm, seriously. I wrote this to be painful. be Aware, my beta readers want me to let you know that the death warning, is not just for characters but for you the reader, also from them:, "there isn't an archive warning for physical harm, caused to you by literary devices but there should be", βmy beta: JUST. FUCKING. PUT ME IN A POND.β, "nothing left to bury but the lifeless corpses of my betas", this fic is a spiritual successor to nltb, by sunsetmelancholy, Gift Fic, Generational Trauma Summary:
When Mon Mothma died, it was a beautiful day. Light streamed in through the massive windows of the Sculdun townhouse in Hanna City, lingering on a glass jar holding several sprigs of thyme and falling across the water in the sink, gentle ripples breaking across it from droplets falling from the tap and reflecting on the high, white ceiling. A thousand light years away, Mon was dead, and the water from the tap still fell into the sink and the sunlight reflected off the falling drops.
Β Mon Mothma is on Hosnian Prime when Starkiller Base fires. She is dead in an instant. Leida grieves.
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orphaned, unfortunately :( :( Obviously not mine, but if you know whose it is pls tell me so I can wail at them directly
All this time I thought Orphan_Account on AO3 was a jack of all trades creator who just happened to love all the same fandoms I loved no matter how niche. Fuck I'm dense
