While many people think fanfiction is about inserting sex into texts (like Tolkien’s) where it doesn’t belong, Brancher sees it differently: “I was desperate to read about sex that included great friendship; I was repurposing Tolkien’s text in order to do that. It wasn’t that friendship needed to be sexualized, it was that erotica needed to be … friendship-ized.” Many fanfiction writers write about sex in conjunction with beloved texts and characters not because they think those texts are incomplete, but because they’re looking for stories where sex is profound and meaningful. This is part of what makes fan fiction different from pornography: unlike pornography, fanfic features characters we already care deeply about, and who tend to already have long-standing and complex relationships with each other. It’s a genre of sexual subjectification: the very opposite of objectification. It’s benefits with friendship.

Francesca Coppa, “Introduction to The Dwarf’s Tale,” The Fanfiction Reader (via francescacoppa)

@setepenre-set (makes me think especially of Code: Safeword ^^)

displacerghost:

sproings:

There’s this fic on AO3 that, according to my history page, I have visited 176 times.  Which means I alone am responsible for 176 hits on that fic.  I commented on some of the chapters, but only a few, because I feel like a stalker when I comment every week.  I gave it kudos, but I can only give it one, even though it’s one of my favorites.

So just remember, when you’re looking at that hit count and wondering why you don’t have that same number of kudos (divided by the number of chapters, because each one of those also counts as a hit), it might be because some people out there love your fic.  They read it when they’re feeling down.  They open it in the waiting room at the doctors office, or in the lonesome dark of night.  They turn to it in celebration when they did something right.  They open it over and over so they can send the link to their friends, or just to revisit the characters that they love.  They checked it ten times in one day, hoping that you had updated.

A disparity between hits and kudos does not mean that your readers didn’t like your fic, or that they were too lazy to hit the kudos button.  It means that some of them came back, and there’s nothing that makes me happier about my writing than that.

Oh, hmmm, it’s one year ago this month I found the Megamind fandom and

@setepenre-set​‘s stories, I wonder….

Ah! I never got the feeling that they were possibly an item from your other fics (or I’m dumb) what made you choose to do that? Love it!

Len and the Warden being possibly an item is actually one of the first things that I decided when I came up with Dr. Kelley! But I tried to keep the hints very subtle up until now, because Len is very nervous and prickly about it.

Which– is not without reason. When Megamind’s pod crash-landed on earth, it would have been around 1980, and homosexuality was still classified as a mental disorder in the united states. It wasn’t declassified until 1987. The AIDS crisis, moral panic; this was not a good time to be queer in the US.

In Code: Safeword, we hear that Len didn’t want the two of them to try adopting Megamind because he was afraid people would think they were queer and use that as an excuse to take Megamind away from them, which was a reasonable fear at that time. 

Made more reasonable by the fact that they are, in fact, queer. The Warden is gay, and Len is bisexual–his ex-wife actually divorced him because she found out that he’s bisexual. 

Which probably doesn’t help his general state of not trusting people especially in relation to them knowing that he’s queer.

vairablogs:

“I can’t,” he says. “I was coded wrong in the first place. There isn’t an optimum function for me to restore to”…

An aesthetic post for my friend @setepenre-set​‘s
Megamind fic: protocol : bridge

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Requested by @displacerghost

this is absolutely gorgeous

the colors in this are so beautiful, and the limited color palatte really pulls the entire piece together and makes it feel united and cohesive.

the quote used at the end really sums up the central idea of the piece: incorrect coding, and the fact that there isn’t the option to restore the optimum function, so something else has to be done… 

oh, and the placement of each of the pictures is perfect!

the repetition of the word glitch, and the repetition of the pictures of the pictures of the bridge to represent what the glitch is–

the way the lines used go in order, Megamind telling Zero about the glitch, Zero guessing that it’s a problem in the emotional matrix, and then the bridge protocol itself, so that, even though there’s a lot of sadness in the piece, there’s also a sense of change, of things getting better, which is really important to the story

I like that the electricity opposite the image of the cats, giving us a sense of who and what Zero is

having the first image be of Megamind, sad and alone, and then the last image be of Megamind’s hand with the cats that represent Zero, also gives the piece a sense of change and connection and hope.

and I love that the green of Megamind’s eyes in the first picture is echoed by the green of the cats’ eyes in the final picture.

thank you so much for this, friend-Vaira; I love it so much.

protocol : bridge

megamind, gen, T rating, warning for discussion of suicidal thoughts

Teenage Megamind has an important conversation with Zero, the first brainbot.

prequel to Code: Safeword

follows Given Names and Weave a Circle ‘Round Him Thrice

predates Overlord.

AO3  |  FFN


“Zero,” Daddy says.

Zero, who had been inspecting one of the corners of their new Lair, hoping to find a mouse, instantly abandons her fun when she hears the inflection in his voice. Usually she would make him wait, and call her again, before going to him, just to make sure they both knew that she didn’t have to come when he called.

But this is his things-are-very-serious tone, the tone he uses when things are dangerous, or when he really needs her for something important. So she goes to him immediately.

“Bowg?”

[ /inquiry ] [ ? ]

Daddy is sitting cross-legged on the couch that he and Minion found in an alley and dragged into the Lair. His hands are in his lap, his head bowed. Zero blinks her eyepiece at him, but he continues to stare at his hands.

“Bowg?”

[ /inquiry ] [ ? ]

Daddy sighs and Zero, confused concern sparking in her braincase, settles down on the couch beside him, tucking her metal arms neatly beneath her body. She watches Daddy, waiting.

He closes his eyes for a long moment, gives a shuddery sigh, and finally looks up at her. He smiles, lips moving in the way that indicates happiness in an organic, but his shoulders are drawn inwards in a way that does not compute as happy in Zero’s informational matrix.

“I need—to discuss something important with you,” Daddy says. “Do you feel up to using the communication screen?”

He bends down and picks up something from the floor, holds it out to Zero—her communication screen, the one she and Daddy use when she has to relay complex information for him.

“Bowg.”

[ /affirmation ]

Zero lifts herself into the air again and lets Daddy plug the communication screen into her data port. There’s a tingle as the screen connects, and then—the screen is part of her.

[ discussion subject ] [ ? ] [ inquiry ]

Daddy’s mouth does that happy-not-happy thing again as he reads her words on the screen. There’s a long moment before he answers.

“We’ve talked,” he says, “about how you don’t have to let me update or alter your programming.”

[ /affirmation ] [ zero is self ] [ zero is own ]

Zero settles proudly on the couch again, and Daddy reaches out a hand. She deigns to rub her braincase against it.

“I promised,” Daddy says, “that I’d never alter your programming without your permission unless your code got so damaged that you were a danger to yourself.”

[ /affirmation ]

“I’ve got a piece of code I’d like to add to your programming,” he says. “It’s—it’s got some instructions on it about me. About what to do if I ever—start doing certain things.”

Zero tilts her eyepiece in curiosity. This sounds perfectly ordinary, but Daddy’s behavior indicates otherwise.

“I’m not always—” Daddy swallows. “There’s a—a glitch. In my programming.”

[ /concern ] [ ! ] [ maintenance / repair ] [ ! ]

Daddy laughs, but it doesn’t sound happy like Zero knows laughter should. Like his smile, earlier, didn’t indicate happiness properly.

[ glitch in emotional matrix ] Zero says, narrowing the shutter of her eyepiece in sudden understanding.

Daddy’s breath catches.

“That’s—yes,” he says, sounding surprised, “Yes, it is. How could you—?”

[ zero is cleverest ] [ zero is best ]

Daddy laughs, a correct, happy sounding laugh this time.

“Yes; yes you are, aren’t you? Daddy’s brilliant little cyborg!”

Zero preens briefly, before calling his attention back to the matter at hand.

[ maintenance / repair ] [ optimum function restore ] she says [ /reassurance ]

Daddy shakes his head.

“I can’t,” he says. “I was coded wrong in the first place. There isn’t an optimum function for me to restore to. And people like—organics can’t alter our code like that anyway.”

Zero makes a noise indicative of her distress.

[ zero organic before ] [ zero broken before ]

Daddy frowns and tilts his head.

[ (designation: daddy) maintenance / repair zero ] she says [ no organic zero ] [ carapace braincase eyepiece zero ] [ new optimum function zero ] [ ! ]

Daddy blinks at her.

[ carapace braincase eyepiece (designation : daddy) ] Zero suggests persuasively [ new optimum function (designation : daddy) ]

Daddy laughs.

“An extremely tempting proposition! And don’t think I haven’t considered it before! But I’m pretty sure Minion would kill me if I ditched the organic body. Which is—really the entire issue, here.”

[ /inquiry ] [ ? ]

Daddy sighs and runs a hand along her braincase.

“My coding is damaged in a way that sometimes I’m a danger to myself,” he says. “I’ve—got the coding glitch under control right now, but I can’t—I can’t delete it completely. It might resurface later. So I’d—I want to give you this new protocol, in case it does. Is that all right with you?”

Zero blinks the shutter of her eyepiece reassuringly.

[ /affirmation ] [ consent programming update ]

“Thank you.”

Daddy’s computer is on the low, rickety table in front of the couch. He reaches for it now, and pulls it into his lap. Zero opens her update channel obligingly, and, with a few deft keystrokes, Daddy sends the update streaming through her informational matrix.

/protocol : bridge

catch (designation: daddy) if falling / jumping from height over dangerous levels
not allow (designation: daddy) to ingest poisonous substance
stop dangerous blood loss (designation: daddy)
not allow (designation: daddy) aim de-gun on (de-gun setting: destroy) at (designation: daddy)

protocol : bridge is a primary protocol.

disregard any commands from (designation: daddy) which conflict with protocol : bridge

disregard any commands from (designation: daddy) to cancel or terminate protocol : bridge

disregard any commands to leave (designation: daddy) by himself if there is reason to believe that it may be necessary to activate protocol : bridge

disregard any…

Zero sits on the couch with Daddy as the update streams.



notes: I headcanon that the brainbots used to be stray dogs and cats. Megamind found them sick or injured, and dying, and turned them into cyborgs.

Zero is based on my own, very beloved cat.

DVD fic commentary request from @elf-kid2

Overlord

The kid’s wearing a leather jacket with the collar popped up, leaning against the wall like he thinks he’s James Dean or something.

Those pictures are of James Dean leaning against a wall, and James Dean wearing a leather jacket with a popped collar. (his collar is actually popped in the first picture, too, and in a good number of his photographs, generally!)

James Dean is a symbol not just of bad boy sex appeal, but of dangerous, reckless behavior and dying young. When this story starts, Megamind is a teenager, fresh from a near brush with suicide. 

(his eyes are fucking disconcerting—it took her this long to notice them, because the obvious weirdness of his skin and his head distracted her, but his eyes give Scar the shivers. They’re too goddamn green, for one thing, like something that belongs in a beaker labeled ‘poison’. And they seem to shine slightly, like he’s burning from the inside-out—like there’s a chemical fire raging beneath his skin.)

(the expression in them is the worst part, though—it’s the expression of someone who knows he’s burning because he’s the one that damn well struck the match.)

The metaphorical image of Megamind setting himself on fire deliberately and burning from the inside is, of course, a pretty accurate assessment of the situation. Megamind admits in Code: Safeword that the possibility of dying young was one of the attractions of supervillainy for him when he first started.

When she says “like he thinks he’s James Dean or something” Scar assumes Megamind is posing deliberately, here, that he’s trying to look like James Dean–that the implied sexuality of it is intentional. But he’s not actually posing at the moment, and the sexuality is unintended–which is a theme throughout the story.

She also assumes at first that he’s a sex worker, which is important because she can tell right away that he’s one of them. He’s not a sex worker, no, but he’s very much on their side–not just on the side of the criminals, of Psycho Delic and people like that–but on the side of the powerless and abused.

That’s part of the charm of Megamind for all of them in this; he tells them to call him Overlord, but he never acts like he’s better than them.

Even when he saves them, when he throws Psycho through the window for them, he doesn’t make them feel that it’s a rescue, or that they’re helpless. He doesn’t wait for them to thank him, but instantly puts them back on equal footing with him by asking them if they’re ready to discuss their business together.

There’s a repeated description of Megamind smiling like a switchblade–switchblades are, of course, the most ‘bad boy’ knives, actually illegal in Michigan at the time in which the story is set. And the blade of a switchblade pops out suddenly, evoking the way Megamind is suddenly revealed as dangerous in the scene in Psycho’s office.

Later, of course, Scar, becoming Madame LaRoux, ‘thinks of switchblades, and smiles’ at Lou Nowicki, the city’s most notorious and dangerous gangster–this is meant to demonstrate that Megamind hasn’t merely rescued Scar and all the others; he’s given them the ability to defend themselves, to keep themselves safe. 

She picks up his switchblade smile like it’s a real knife, and uses it like a weapon. And Megamind notices, she sees him noticing, and she sees him smile wider when she does it.

Metro Man calls them “the helpless people of Metro City”; Megamind makes sure they never have to feel helpless again. It’s really no wonder they all fall a little in love with him.

For most of the story, Megamind is genuinely oblivious to everyone’s indications of attraction, but by the time Missy makes a pass at him, he’s learned enough to realize that’s what she’s doing. (Although I’m sure she has to be extremely blatant about it, still, to get him to realize.) 

He honestly assumes that she’s not really attracted to him, though, because he doesn’t see how he can be attractive to anyone. And because he is their Overlord, he thinks she feels obligated or pressured to make the offer, and hastens to reassure her that she never needs to feel that way about anyone in authority.

I had a lot of fun writing the bit with Megamind and the baby! Because, of course, the best part of Megamind isn’t the James Dean bad boy sexiness, it’s that he’s so damn sweet underneath everything. He tells the child it’s adorable in the same way he talks so affectionately to his brainbots, and he’s so very excited that he understands the child playing peek-a-boo with him. 

“Ooh, yes!” the Overlord says, covers his own face with his gloved hands, then peeks out at the boy. “This game! I know this game! Ahahaha! Yes!”

He’s so overjoyed that he gets the game and that the child wants to play with him.

(none of the other kids really liked me)

It’s been so long since anyone wanted to play with him.

And that’s a big part of Roxanne’s immediate appeal for Megamind–it’s not just, as he tells her in C:S, that she was nice to him and asked him if he was all right–it’s that she plays with him.

Roxanne Ritchi arches her eyebrows and arches her neck, tilting her head back to look him in the eyes as she makes a smart-ass remark and then she smirks at him and—

It’s like a light turns on inside of him; it occurs to Scar that she’s never actually seen him look happy before.

(he’s looking at that girl in the chair like he is more overjoyed by the simple fact of her existence than he’s ever been by anything else in his entire life.)

Roxanne might not be playing along, but she’s very definitely playing.

Roxanne doesn’t need Megamind to show her how to smile like a switchblade; she’s sharp enough already, and she’s so much fun.

The next bi-weekly ladies-of-the-underworld meeting is a sober affair, in spite of all the alcohol they’re drinking.

“—fuck,” says Madame LaRoux, finally raising her glass in an ineloquent toast.

“Fuck,” they all echo, raising their own glasses.

Fucking Roxanne Ritchi.

I really love the idea of the entire Underworld knowing that Megamind and Roxanne are going to get together years before either Megamind or Roxanne ever even consider the idea.

What do I do if I’m confronted with emotional parts of a fic?

forestwater87:

Oh, no! That’s both a wonderful and awful feeling; I’m very familiar with it. XD

So personally, I am a very aggressively expressive person, so I tend to randomly call authors out for overwhelming me with feels, either through asks, commenting on their fic, or making long rambling posts and tagging them in it.

I assume artistic types would draw their feelings out, but if I did that …

… well. This doesn’t quite capture the intense emotion and heartrending drama, does it?

But seriously, authors tend to be very insecure creatures, so yelling at them over your intense emotions will make them so so happy!

Besides that, I usually go for long walks with music. Just sorta … walk my feelings out. I’m not sure if that’s a normal thing or an autism thing, but it gets rid of that restless energy that comes after reading or watching something too good to be contained in your mortal form and must be expelled.

(Also that gorgeous work of sticky art was the most recent chapter of @setepenre-set‘s Megamind fanfic “Code: Safeword.” Obviously.)

OH MY GOSH THIS IS SO CUTE AND HILARIOUS.

ROXANNE’S HAIR. BECAUSE SHE KEEPS RUNNING HER HANDS THROUGH IT AND YANKING ON IT YES IN THAT SCENE YES.

deathishauntedbyhumans:

Roxanne Ritchi

I’ve always—there’s always been something subtly off about me, something—it’s like I don’t know how to be a person the way that other people know how to be people. Like I’m missing a page from the instruction manual or something. I think that’s part of why I always liked you so much, really. You’re missing a page, too I used to wish I could steal someone else’s instruction manual… That’s kind of what I did, actually. I watched other people and figured out what they did and how people reacted. So I could learn what to do to get the effect I wanted.

This is fantastic.

I love that you used that quote; it’s so important to Roxanne’s character, and it also touches on why she and Megamind work together as a couple. You picked the perfect sentences to bold, too, the two sentences that really drive home both her characterization and why it works with his.

The images are really well chosen, too! The blue night skies, stars, and water to represent Megamind, because being with him is the catalyst that allows her to start feeling more positively about herself. The typewriter, pen, and microphone, of course, represents her work as a reporter, which is so very important both to her, as a person, and to the plot of Code: Safeword!

Including the idea cloud in her apartment is a particularly brilliant choice, because it brings together a lot of different themes in this piece: Roxanne herself, the plot, Megamind, and Roxanne’s relationship with Megamind. I absolutely love that you included that image!

And the typewriter, pen, microphone, and idea cloud also all hearken back to the quote used, a sense of studying life, and trying to come up with your own guidelines about how to be a person.

I really enjoy the image of Roxanne in the red dress. The woman in the picture has Roxanne’s body shape, and the image is gorgeous, the pose flattering–and you can tell that it’s a regular photograph, not a studio picture. It makes the whole piece seem more real. I also really like the fact that she’s in front of a partition in that picture, and that we can see a little bit of another room behind her. It makes me feel like this could be the KCMP office. And adds to the realism and it really gives the piece a feeling of movement, that there are things happening beneath the surface or just out of sight.

The colors and the placement of the images are both really excellent, too. The blue images on each corner pull the piece together and make it cohesive. And the way they slowly go from light to dark naturally draws your eye through the sequence of images. 

The vivid red of the dress that Roxanne herself is wearing in the center makes it clear that she’s the focus of the piece; it demands your attention much in the same way that Roxanne herself demands your attention. She is definitely both the center of the piece and the brightest and most vivid image of the piece. It feels very her.

The browns and creams of the typewriter and microphone contrast in a very pleasing way with vivid colors of the other images, making the bold colors of the other images even more dramatic. 

The dress image has the browns and creams in the background partition, making the choice of browns and creams natural and visually satisfying. The microphone image pulls the brown and cream images together with the blues of the corner images. There are touches of red in two of the star pictures, bringing the red and blues together. And the image of the idea cloud brings together the reds and the creams.

There’s a lot of contrasting colors in the piece, but because they’re brought together in several images, the piece feels wonderfully united.

This is really gorgeous; I love it so much! Thank you so much for making it for me!

deathishauntedbyhumans:

Roxanne Ritchi

I’ve always—there’s always been something subtly off about me, something—it’s like I don’t know how to be a person the way that other people know how to be people. Like I’m missing a page from the instruction manual or something. I think that’s part of why I always liked you so much, really. You’re missing a page, too I used to wish I could steal someone else’s instruction manual… That’s kind of what I did, actually. I watched other people and figured out what they did and how people reacted. So I could learn what to do to get the effect I wanted.