I am so happy that you love the prompt! I want you to enjoy the writing, so I’m thrilled that the prompt is good for you 🙂 Heh you don’t have to pace yourself, feel free to ask me questions, or just chat, or whatever at any time. I’m usually able to respond quite quickly unless I’m sleeping.
You can call me Sam if you like because that’s my name, well it’s Samantha but most people call me Sam. I have seen Firefly, but the prompt wasn’t based on that. I do have a bit of an obsession with Stargate but it wasn’t based on that either, it wasn’t really based on any show.
I hope this is going to be fun for you! Great to meet you as well 🙂
Oh I’m going to tag my replies to you ‘RSS Santa Reply’ so hopefully tumblr will let you find them.
G: What was your first fandom?
*cringes* ok I was 11 and had just started high school. I liked hanging out in the library, and eventually volunteered as a student librarian. The senior student librarian was writing fanfic for this new spin-off show called The Royal. It had spun-off from Heartbeat, which was basically a British institution for a really long time, though I think it’s been cancelled now.
Anyway, they asked me to beta read and edit their fic for them. I liked having a sort-of friend, and so I wound up writing my own fic as well. It was a show I watched with my family, and while I didn’t care that much about it, I liked being a part of something. The older student created a fansite/forum for the show on the internet, and that attracted fans. It was actually amazing when I think about it now, how popular and active it was.
So yeah, The Royal/Heartbeat was my first fandom, and it kinda happened accidentally. I was a part of it for a year or so before I got iced out. I was too young really to be part of the “leadership”, the other student was 4 years older than me and as I was 11 that was quite significant. They appointed other mods without discussing it, and one of those mods really didn’t like me. Looking back now, I didn’t help myself but I was only 11. This other mod was 30 and the names they called me were quite appalling to be honest. That wasn’t a nice way to treat anyone, let alone someone you knew was just a kid.
By then I had moved on to other fandoms but I was still quite shaken at the time. However, now 15 years later, it’s just a distant memory and it’s hard to recall the details. The part I cringe the most about is the awful fanfic, but thankfully I think the worst of it is no longer floating around the internet. Seriously, I know I was 11 but that writing was very, very bad.
Another gift exchange. Another paranoid wait of “did I remember to flip to anon” ….
Seriously. I swear it’s the hardest part of a gift exchange.
THIS.
Actually there’s another nailbiting part – “did tumblr eat my ask or am I just being impatient?” because there’s no way to know if it got there or not. Like is it sitting in the inbox, or does the person think that you never sent it?
I really enjoy gift exchanges but they do bring out my paranoid side.
Reblogging my own post from September because RSS has started and it feels relevant again. Although I have discovered a fix for the “is anon on or not” paranoia – open their page in incognito mode so I’m not logged in. At least that’s one less thing to worry about.
My memory is shocking but looking at the fanfic I wrote, probably about 4 years, though I was definitely more active at times than others. It feels like a lifetime ago and it was very different from the fandom experience I’m having now with the Rumbelle fandom.
I guess it was a different time, we’re talking 10 years ago. I was a lot younger, I don’t think tumblr was a thing. It was all fansites, fanforums, livejournal and fanfiction.net back then, for me at least. Anyway, I’m going beyond the scope of the question sorry and I still haven’t named the fandom. It was – Without a Trace. I shipped Jack and Sam.
I’m not sure how many seasons the show ran for in the end because I stopped watching after the fourth season. I felt like the characterization had gone out the window, and the characters had almost turned into parody versions of themselves. I stuck around in fandom for a while after that because I did love the show and the pairing, but seeing as they didn’t even get a happy ending, I’m kinda pleased I wasn’t still mega invested at the end. From what I heard, they got back together briefly, but then spit up in the shows finale – the finale! I mean how cruel is that?
I just got home and my phone went nuts with new emails. I looked at them and I was giddy because they said – AO3 Comment on …
Excitedly I went to AO3 to look at my shiny comments and … people are having a competition as to who can post the worst Regina and Rumple hate. Thank you so much for that world. I usually respond to all my comments but I’m just not touching that.
Seriously people, just why?
Oh fuck me!!! That’s terrible!!!!
*hugs you tight*
Thank you! @beastlycheese @beliza-fryler thank you guys as well. I only want to reblog this once because I feel kinda bad about moaning now, it was just a shock. I haven’t been posting fanfic for that long, so I hadn’t run into that before and I wasn’t sure what to do. I’ve been advised to put comment moderation on to stop it, and so I’ve done that. Anyway, thanks for being nice, I really appreciate it 🙂
Ok … I finally used the prompt sentence for this months smut monthly rumbelling fic … about *cough* 12k into the story. I’ll do a flashforward at the beginning I guess. Best part? I think I’m only about half-finished. I blame Lacey entirely 🙂
#still need a title for this fic#I hope you like GoldenLace
12k (and counting) Golden Lace? Smut? Yes, please.
Yay, thank you! I’m so pleased you like the sound of the fic 🙂
Anyway, I lied, I just realized I’m missing half a dozen scenes before that smut scene happens. So it isn’t going to be 12k into the story, it’s going to be probably a few thousand more words after that. I just broke it into chapters, and so I’m writing chapter three at the moment, that smut scene will probably be bounced to chapter four or maybe even five at the rate this is going.
I’m not sure when I’ll start posting it. I had intended to finish it first, but that was when I thought it would just be a long oneshot. Maybe end of next week I’ll put up the first chapter, if not then the week after. I do at least have a title now though – Fall All Over Again.
Synopsis: Belle French lives alone and she likes it that way. She’s lived alone ever since the terrible car accident which killed her mother and claimed her eyesight. Belle spends her days painting, in complete solitude, until one day she wakes up and hears movement outside. Somebody has moved into the cottage next door. She had grown comfortable in her solitary existence until Mr Gold crashes into her life. Now her future is uncertain, like a blank canvas, waiting for her to apply the paint and decide what kind of story she is creating.
Note: I’m sorry it’s been such a long time since the last chapter. I rather over-committed myself and something had to give, unfortunately it was this. I’m going to try very hard to return to a regular update schedule from now on.
Banner by the incredibly amazing @rowofstars who also made this aesthetic which I’m still gushing over. Thank you so much! 🙂
Belle followed
Nick over to his cottage, clutching her book tightly in her right hand. She
reached the doorway and hesitated, her hand against the cool brick of the
cottage. She could hear the soft tap of Nick’s cane as he moved further inside
the cottage and she shifted uncomfortably, knowing she was lingering but
temporarily unable to make herself take another step. Belle felt tears stinging
at the corner of her eyes, and she angrily blinked them away, cursing herself
for being so pathetic.
“Belle, give me
your hand,” Gold said gently.
She felt his
hand brush her left arm and she grabbed his hand, clasping it firmly. He tugged
it gently and she automatically took a step inside and then another. Belle took
a deep breath, her mind spinning, and she took another, and then another. Her
legs trembled, and she wasn’t certain whether she was going to bolt or collapse
to the ground. Then Nick put her hand against the wall, the plaster was smooth
but she felt a droplet of paint.
NOW THAT I’M ACTUALLY COHERENT OH MY GOD. I am just. Uh I still may not have words to describe how I feel about this chapter. SO MUCH HAPPENED. But it was all SO GOOD. (I am annoyed and happy with Neal at the same time. His teasing was good natured but doing it so Belle could hear was kinda bad. I think now he understands how fragile she can be and that kind of thing is not cool. But yay because feels are out in the open now!)
Okay. So Gold somehow knowing and also not knowing what to do for Belle is so endearing. He’s trying SO HARD to do the right thing and even if he messes up a little, like inviting her over to his cottage. He knew she didn’t really want to go (she kinda did, but she was scared) and he let her make the choice to do it. Gold is really great about respecting Belle’s decisions about what she can and can’t do, but at the same time he notices that she hasn’t come in the house and that she probably doesn’t know her way around. So he helps her figure it out. That was really hot by the way, like oh god body proximity and touching and it was useful but also just a little bit sensual. GUH!
Belle. Oh Belle. She is just so brave. She is trying so hard and pushing herself, and once again it backfires. She really thought her crush was “safe” because there was no chance of it being reciprocated. Once there was she was in crisis mode. She didn’t know how to deal, she was faced with the thing she’d been repressing for so long – that she’s lonely and does need people in her life.
Her breakdown was very well done. I even felt anxious on her behalf reading it. The blind panic, the confusion, the desperation was all great, and it really built up and boiled over, until she just had nothing left to give. I felt a sense of relief when she collapsed on Gold, even though it all wasn’t over. The end though. Oh my goodness. They are both just so sweet and confused and have so many issues. *hugs them and this fic*
*jaw drops* I don’t think there’s a gif in the world that can say what this comment means to me. Thank you so much!
Yeah the Neal thing kinda happened because he and Gold were stuck in the kitchen, and I didn’t know how to move it along and then it was like “zomg I just threw a hand grenade into the story!!!” which is when I posted the evil laugh gif the other day. I wasn’t sure if you guys would love me, or hate me for it. However, to be honest it needed to happen because something had to change. While it’s very slow burn, the story still needs to move along.
Oh man I want to respond to every part of this comment, but everything I write just winds up going spoiler alert, as I talk about what I think will happen next. Honestly, you know this is something of a prompt verse, and I only have a very loose outline, and your comments are really inspirational. I keep having to copy my reply to my planning document.
Just thank you so much. You are amazing, and a truly wonderful person.
Still waiting on that Skin Deep deleted scene redux with the painting… *NUDGE NUDGE* Now might be a good time since there are feels out in the open. And maybe some Gold backstory?? Failed marriage, failed relationship, all work and no play??
Haha, why do you think I threw a hand grenade into the story? I have all these prompts, and I was staring at my planning document, and then staring at the story, and it’s a bit like staring at two hands, how do I get them to come together? Well, the story had kinda got to a point, and it needed to take a step forward, something had to change so that things could develop.
Basically, I confess this might also have been why it took me a month to update. I was stuck but now, not so stuck anymore 🙂 So … yay all the prompts suddenly become possible. The painting thing is definitely going to happen. Same with Gold’s backstory. It’s all on a list. The painting thing won’t be the first prompt of yours I do next, but it will happen.
Thank you so much! Your support of this fic is incredible 🙂
I don’t think my brain understands what fix-it fic is …
What I think it is: a short oneshot that either alters the scene that needs to be “fixed” or follows on from it, to make for a happier resolution.
What my brain thinks it is: a multi-chapter, soon to be canon-divergent alternate resolution for the next several episodes based on the promo for next week, and what few filming spoilers we have.
I hope people don’t mind me posting a lot of fic in the next few days.
Ok I just watched this episode, and I know I say this every week. Seriously the best part of season six is the amazing turn Lana Parrilla is doing as the Evil Queen, and then the different take on the same character as Regina, which is different from the Regina of the last few seasons. Honestly, it’s a master class in acting.
Anyway, I’m not as positive as usual because the writing kinda got to me. Sorry I do try my best, but on my blog I called this weeks post ‘like a really bad fanfic’ because that’s kinda what I thought.
