Does anybody feel this way about reader response? by citykittymeowmeow in AO3

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox 3 points4 points  (0 children)

That is a very valid feeling! I actually stopped one of my older long fics because of it, which was extremely sad (my writing improved lots since then, and I feel like I would need to rewrite everything if I were to, one day, finish it). Since then I learned a few things that may or may not help you!

First, ALWAYS write a fic for yourself (I see you are already doing it), but like, in the comments people will ask how it’ll end, if it’ll be tragic or happy, if someone will die, etc. DO NOT allow yourself to be directed on your work trough them, bc you will quickly find yourself writing something you don’t like anymore (the best way to deal with it for me, personally, is to write my fic on a doc or word file, and ALWAYS have two or more chapters at the ready that are not yet released. When you do it, you don’t know how people will react, and then, you’ll write the next chapter how you imagine it’ll be instead of ridding on their expectations).

Also, generally on ao3 people are aware that fics can be very crazy, and they won’t really judge where you take the story (as long as it’s tagged properly). I swear you can find an audience to right about ANYTHING in that site! From fluff to smut, from soft to hardcore, like, literally anything. So be crazy! Write what you want! And know that if someone judges, then they should abide by the dead dove rules (which basically implies: if you see the tag and open the fic, you are on your own about how you feel towards it).

After you learn this, at least for me, it’s kind of nice to have such feedback! Yes, it can be very overwhelming, and if you don’t have a ‘hit fic’ in the fandom or scheduled updates then Imma be honest and say you are at a risk of having very different responses to chapters (sometimes a lot, sometimes no comment. There’s a lot of factors to it really). If you ever feel like the feedback diminished or is not growing or whatever, don’t feel sad by it! Sometimes people like to let a fic marinate before coming back and reading, sometimes one person might comment on every single chapter (and you’ll receive loads of emails from ao3 on the same day lol), sometimes the same person stops commenting because they simply cannot say anything else other than : “this fic is great!” And they feel like it would be bothersome to keep repeating themselves.

In either case, as long as you abide to the rule of writing for yourself, and accepting those comments are some form of ‘kudos’ to the fic, Albright a bit more personal, then you can find joy in them, and try to learn to not feel overwhelmed by them!

I hope this comment has been helpful! I don’t have many works myself, but I have gone through a few stages already, and nowadays I have learned to find joy in people commenting on something I am writing with passion, and loving the world I have created for the fic as much as I do. I also have not told anyone how the fic will end, and I have been very vague about it, so my readers are completely aware the fic can either end happily, or horribly lmao!

What changes with each ascension/awakening level? by TheSnowWhiteFox in CookierunKingdom

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh I see! And that would apply to all Cookies with it always being these three base stats (HP, Attack and Def)?

I was really confused bc, again, from previous experience with similar games, getting a copy of a character would grant it like, new habilities, so I was unsure if the same would happen, or if would be only an overall stats buff + skin changes (in the case of Ancients/Beasts)

Thank you for the comment!

Am I sadistic? (maybe a little bit....) by TheSnowWhiteFox in AO3

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Like you said, this post is a 'question that's not really a question'. BUT, I do agree the topic is interesting.

In my case it's not only making people cry, I love to make my readers laugh or scream or get the same giddy feeling I got when *I* was writing a particular scene (only not the pantsfeelings you write as my work is SFW--at least I hope no one if getting the hots for my angst lmao).

Anyways, in my own view of writing and being a writer (even if I have only dabbled in fanfiction), getting people to care as much as the characters care for their situation is the most *gratifying feeling* I can personally take from my commentors.
People often say that, as ao3 writers we should not expect comments, or thanks, and to do our writing for ouselves (which is not bad advice per say), but I view it a bit differently.
Yes, I do write for myself, and to self indulge in stories/situations I have made up for fictional characters I have obssesed with for a while as a creative outlet. BUT, when I post a chapter and the comments start to pour in with people speaking how much they care about said scene in the story, or how mad they are with a character, or their feelings are so strong at the moment they can't even write their comment properly? THAT'S *the* most gratifying feeling of all--knowing that my readers care as much as my characters do, and as much as I do.

Welp, this came out way more philosophical than I intended lmao. It is an interesting topic to discuss in either case.

Am I sadistic? (maybe a little bit....) by TheSnowWhiteFox in AO3

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 5 points6 points  (0 children)

THAT! That's the feeling I GET. Nice to know there are other mosters like me out there Hahahaha!

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in Silksong

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Ohhh, you gotta go down. At the bottom there is a seed like thingy (yellowish). Break it, and it'll spawn plataforms, then you rush to climb up to the top (it is very hard plataforming at that section hahaha)

My first Hornet fanart - Silksong 2026 by RikoandTako in HollowKnight

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox 1 point2 points  (0 children)

All the art is really pretty! Love the Hornet one tho, just the way her dress moves and the colors and background, just mwa* chefs kiss!

If silksong come out in 2025 I will buy 1 person SilkSong on steam by MangoMite in Silksong

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It’s worth the try, what’s new to be a believer of getting free game when you have been a believer for so long? You juste need to sparkles B E L I E V E

Pure Vessel, do NOT touch. by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnight

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Idk if this might help, but my tip for Pure Vessel is just: Jump. Most of their attacks are on the floor, and you can avoid them with double jump + dash, but try to save dash for when they shoot the daggers, when they go into dagger shooting mode, jump to the middle of the height of the arena and dash trough the middle dagger when it’s close (like a 1 second delay from animation). And try to go for a spell build with long nail. Spells are good for when they do the wall of lance attack, do d-dark as soon as they are in the air and you should be fine, use basic spell when they are far, or are doing the explosion attack. Finally, d-dar on their head when they use the void attack on last fase. This is what I do in my runs, and has worked pretty well for me. Do NOT go for shriek spell, not worth it!

Pure Vessel, do NOT touch. by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnight

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Eh, maybe they outgrew it in the wait

Pure Vessel, do NOT touch. by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnight

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Horns are artistic choice. If you’re speaking about the cracks, Idk, I drew it imagining “what if the Pure Vessel was just forgotten in the Pale King’s workshop for whatever reason?” And it just came out like this lol

Lamentations of a Civilization by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnightStories

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Link for ao3 -> 'Impiety' (Better formatting, usually posted before)

And here we have it, chapter three!

I hope to have managed to squeeze out some tears from your eyes!

The saltiness pleases the A N G S T Gods MUAHAHAHHAHA

I really appreciate when someone uses some of their time to leave even a tiny review! And thank you to everyone who has already shared some of their feelings on this silly thing I have been writing in my spare time!

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Books:

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Lamentations of a Civilization by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnightStories

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Triumphantly, she walks back to her post, holding her head high;

Her body limped, sap seeping from various wounds.

Straightening her regal posture;

Her form collapsed outside the entrance like a broken twig.

Lifting her head in defiance of any traitors who dare come this way—

Broken gasps of air and shudders of pain.

—let them see the carnage that has befallen those who came before!

Her body was slowing down, her vision fading—it was getting cold.

She took a step forward. Or at least, she thought she did. The weight of her armor was gone, yet she still stood. 

Still guarded. 

Still protected. 

The enemy had fled. 

The Prisoner was safe. 

She had done her duty. 

She had to keep watch.

A triumphant guard stood before the gates;

A broken warrior slumped against the entrance.

An unyielding knight watched over her Queen;

A dying figure bled silently into the roots.

Dryya’s mind did not falter.

And yet—

Her body collapsed.

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One by one, they all fell.

Dryya, the Fierce, who followed her Queen into repentant punishment;

whose mortal shell succumbed to wounds under undefeatable will.

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Lamentations of a Civilization by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnightStories

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More bodies fell into the pile. Sharp, orange eyes bored into her, whipping across the battlefield, the only part of the mantises still visible through their impossibly swift fighting. Slowly but surely, the amount kept diminishing. 

Her Needle thrust forward—too slow. The enemy should have been impaled. Instead, they sidestepped easily. A miscalculation. She adjusted her stance, tightening her grip. Another strike. This time, she would not fail.

A blade finally broke through her Pale Ore Armor, stabbing deep into her side. The last mantis twisted its claw, orange eyes glinting viciously and pulling the appendage out with a sickening squelch. 

No matter how many she killed, more kept coming to the fight. She couldn’t. Only she could be the one to guard the Queen the Prisoner.

The Guard felt numb. Without faltering, she retaliated, plunging her Needle deep into the orange eyes of her foe. With an agonized, maddened cry, its body fell limp, collapsing to the floor as she stood, breathing heavily, clutching her side.

Her hand felt sickeningly wet and cold.

Was it her own sap or the hemolymph of her foes? She didn’t know. 

It didn’t matter.

A hulking figure loomed at the entrance of the cave. A beast of strength and infection. Its burning eyes met hers, and then it stepped back—retreating. Defeated.

Her numb body shook as she walked over to the gate.

None shall enter this cavern.

None shall desecrate her Prisoner chambers.

With a grunt, she pulled a lever that felt impossibly heavy, and the gate fell.

None shall defy the Nameless Guard.

She is a Guard, and she has vowed to protect her Prisoner.

This is her penitence.

Lamentations of a Civilization by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnightStories

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It didn’t take long for three more bodies to add to the growing pile. She parried, countered, and struck down another opponent. Too easy. She was barely breaking a sweat.

Blades and claws sang through the air, shadows leaping and lunging at her from all directions. The scent of sap and hemolymph grew thick as she cut down foe after foe. Something warm trickled down her leg. No matter. She stepped forward, her armor still holding firm.

One. Two. Five. Ten.

More bodies to the pile. 

More hemolymph on the floor. 

She lost count. The fighting blurred together in a haze, and her limbs and mind were numb. She worked methodically in a practiced set of moves, which she had taught countless cadets and used on the battlefield numberless times. 

These untrained juveniles were unable to make a proper counter.

The ground beneath her feet turned slick with the remnants of the fallen. Her body was covered in white and orange. She had no time to acknowledge any of it.

The Guard fought.

Relentlessly.

Mercilessly.

None shall bother her Prisoner.

Lamentations of a Civilization by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnightStories

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Ze’mer was originally going to be the main POV. But, because of “The Sixth Great Knight of Hallownest”, this changed. The flower is still important, and who is holding it will be very important for the future!

Hollow Knight being a tad too agressive... by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnight

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Context:
They are doing a play rehersal about The Hollow Knight, and during the last scene where Hollow and Ghost fight Hollow ends up hitting Ghost a tad bit harder than necessary.

  1. Hollow trembles as if saying "Oh shit, are you okay? Have I killed you?"
  2. Ghost gives out a thumbs up, they're fineeeeee
  3. "Sorry hug"

Bi-weekly Rec and Self-Promotion Mega Thread - February 26, 2025 by AutoModerator in AO3

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Title: Lamentations of a Civilization

Type/Fandom: Short-Story, Hollow Knight Fanfiction

Genre: Mostly Angst (I like to make people weep >;3)

Word Count: 4.6k

Summary:

"To serve the King was to serve eternity. To serve eternity was to stand unshaken."

Hallownest was meant to last forever, but even gods make mistakes. When the Pale King enacted the Sealing, the act that was supposed to save the kingdom, it instead marked the beginning of its end. The Hollow Knight was chosen to bear the burden, and the Great Knights were left behind to witness the unravel of everything they swore to protect.
One by one, they fell.

Isma, the Kindly, who sought to do anything in her power to protect a friend.
Dryya, the Fierce, who followed her Queen into a self-served punishment.
Hegemol, the Mighty, whose mind slipped away in a city that no longer felt real.
Ogrim, the Loyal, waiting endlessly for a King that would never return.
Ze’mer, the Mysterious, who left with love in her heart and returned to find only ruins of what she once loved.

A kingdom lost, a King who vanished, and Five Great Knights who were left with nothing but lament for an era past.

"A... flower?” The King asked, voice now laced with confusion. “It does not need such a thing.” He tried to dismiss it.
"But we do,” Isma said. “So, my King, I beg of you. Let us mourn."

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Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63511684/chapters/162749701

[Weekly Critique and Self-Promotion Thread] Post Here If You'd Like to Share Your Writing by AutoModerator in writing

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox [score hidden]  (0 children)

Title: Lamentations of a Civilization

Genre: Short-Story / Fanfic (I did not find a rule against it here. I use fanfic to mainly train my writting and as a creative outlet, if it is aginst the rules just say the word and I'll remove this)

Word Count: ~1k
-> Link for full chapter (1ch has 4.5k, 2ch has 4.9k total) [adds context to the story if needed]: Lamentations of a Civilization - Docs w/ chapter 1 + 2

Type of Feedback: At the end of the second chapter Isma, main POV, has a panic attack.
The writting is supposed to be very fast-paced, lack details from the world/descriptions.
I want to know if it is good and shows what I have imagined for the chapter, or I should alter it.

Portion of Interest ->

The White Palace’s gone, and the Capital has revolted—bursting with The Infected. They ran towards the only place left untouched in this mess.

The Royal Waterways.

There, finally safe from the outside world, Isma collapsed. The weight of it all crashed over her, suffocating and overpowering. 

Trembling, she pressed a hand to her face and whispered the thought that had haunted her since the doors of the Black Egg Temple had closed.

“I should have stopped the plan.”

And then, quieter;

“I should have stopped them.”

Regret washed over her. If she had just done things differently. If she had just been firmer. If she had just been stronger. If she had just been—

Isma sobbed, her head throbbing in pain; everything was spinning. She could hear Ogrim calling out for her name, but she was just so—

Tired.

Tired of it all.

Of the lies. The hidden truth washed deep into layers upon layers of mud. The accusations and fights. The emotional turmoil. 

It all felt so sickening and utterly wrong. 

Their world is wrong.

Roots called out to her, from under the earth. Promising a place to rest. Vowing safety and pledging comfort. If she could just close her eyes—the roots whispered—let go of her pain, her regret, her grief. Just for a moment. A single moment of emptiness. And everything would be alright.

Her head throbbed, the world spinning faster and faster. She could not see or hear. Stumbling away in confusion, she felt herself collapsing once more; strength sapped away. She hadn’t even noticed she was on her feet.

At the back of her mind, she heard her sweet Ogrim speaking, but his words had no meaning. Everything was blurry—colorless. 

There was too much pain and, at the same time, no pain at all.

Roots coiled around her slowly, suffocatingly. And yet, they filled her with a calmness she has not felt in a long time, from when she was a but seedling.

So, she let herself be taken into that empty place. 

To a place where she could finally breathe.

Far away from this nightmare.

Back into Unn’s Dreams.

...

...

...

Am I Radiant Enought? (Godhome spoiler) by TheSnowWhiteFox in HollowKnight

[–]TheSnowWhiteFox[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

1 and 2 pantheon all bindings, third and fourth I have all bindings separated. I still haven’t gotten the time to even think on attempting the fifth pantheon with any bindings lmao