#jammerific

[tirkdi]

Zoyalinaling for the title game please!

I wrote a little bit about it in response to a different ask, so you get a snippet of setup.

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The sun soldiers began to die. 

The first perished only a few years after bringing down the Fold; within the decade, more than half of them were gone. Corporalki examiners said the power had burned them up, from the inside out — the opposite of how power strengthened Grisha. Almost as if they were using merzost. 

Many of them stopped summoning. Though it slowed the decay, within two decades they would all be gone.

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The sun soldiers may have been burning out, but by the time Zoya’s crew had found St. Feliks' heart, it was clear that Alina wasn't aging. Zoya saw the first signs of wear in Mal's face as they stood together near the thornwood; Nikolai had gotten crow's feet the year before. Alina, though — she'd never been beautiful the way Zoya was, but despite the years, despite her lack of power, her face was as young and radiant as it had been when she’d been a Saint. When she met Zoya’s gaze, the expression on Alina’s face said that she, too, knew the terrible truth. Alina gave a grim smile when Zoya failed to conceal her shock — if she was being honest with herself, though, Zoya had suspected as much for years. 

When they brought the Darkling out of the tree, it had taken him only moments to recover, for the wild of his eyes to calm, for his heart rate (something Zoya now kept tabs on for the people around her out of habit, dragon's eye and are we not all things) to slow. For him to straighten and nod at her and Alina in turn before walking away. It wasn't a thank you and it wasn't a goodbye — more of an we all did what we had to and a farewell for now. 

If Zoya was being honest with herself — well. That wasn’t something she was ready to be honest with herself about. Not yet.

#thanks for the ask! <3 #jammerific #zoyalinaling #an ask

[goatsandgangsters]

Hope, for the WIP game!

“Good sense? I should hope not. I can weather any accusation, but not that.”

I’ll give you one guess who that is :p 

Send me a word and if it’s in my wip document I’ll post the sentence that it appears in

#thank you!! #nikolai dialogue remains the most fun thing to write #grishaverse #shadow and bone #nikolai lantsov #jammerific #my writing

[aurathian]

Would you ever write a complete setting AU (the Gerudo and Hylian royal families as warring companies, Zelda IN SPAAAACE etc)?

yes like a million trillion times yes especially to both of those. would love to do some gerudo worldbuilding and establish a whole monarchy for them i think that would be so cool and fun to do. i would make ganondorf a major major character and delve so deep into him!!!

as for space, if i were to write that it would be heavily heavily inspired by dune. im lowkey obsessed with dune rn and think the political intrigue and religion (ESPECIALLY the religion) aspects would work super well in a zelda space au.

i def tend to write more in the in-game universe so i would love to branch out into a complete setting AU! (and might have to do the space one now.... sounds too cool to not) thanks for the ask!!

#jammerific #ask game

[mrs-steve-harrington]

3 for the ao3 wrapped please!

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

I can't tell you what a relief it was to realize I was going to have to narrow it down to one from three when I wasn't sure I'd have an answer at all! I'm going with Take a Chance On Me for a couple reasons. It's one written for a bingo where I came up with the idea on my own rather than having to rely on someone else. And one that I actually wrote twice because I had ideas for two different endgame ships. I wrote out Stoncy first but kept being sad I hadn't gone with Stancy and realized finally that I could just. Go back and fix it for myself, even if it meant fewer people would be interested in reading it.

#thanks for the ask! #asks #jammerific #ao3 wrapped #my writing

[udaberriwrites]

Last sentence tag game

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Thank you for the tag, @tamras-shieldmaiden , @argyleheir !

Once again, I'm technically sharing something written before my last sentence because the last is for a fic exchange, but oh well 🙈

Xiu Ya fell from nerveless fingers, sinking a few inches into the muddy ground.

@moonlit-clary-sage @misty-feathers @mikaharuka @bleepbloopbotz @mrsmungus @narcissasdaffodil @sliebman10 @tsunderesalty @axolotlsupremacyowo @fattybattysblog @jammerific @0nelittlebirdtoldme @aleksandriel @oceangirl24 and open tag for anyone who wants to jump in!

#tag game #thanks for the tag! #new fandom woo #coming soon to a profile near you

[goblins-riddles-or-frocks]

Out of Context WIPs

Rules: summarize your WIPs badly and let people vote on what they’d most like to read!

I was tagged by @jammerific! Thank you!

Tagging: @allthestoriescantbelies @phosphorescent-naidheachd @forthegothicheroine @bebemoon @findthefallenstar @anddreadful

No pressure at all! Just trying to tag people who I know write things

#tag games #*writer’s cap* #i ramble sometimes #when people tag me

[whimsicalmeerkat]

Out of Context WIPs

Rules: Pick a bunch of your WIPs and summarize them as badly as possible, then ask your followers to vote on which one they’d be most likely to read. Multiple/all/none options are completely optional.

I was tagged by @mirrorthoughts. Thanks for the tag!

I think I accidentally made this a “guess that WIP” game. Oops. Low-key tags: @thotpuppy @lalaithquetzallicaresi @definitively-different-drivel @okdeannawrites @lavender-lotion @mswhich @jammerific and anyone else who sees this and wants to play!

#polls #wip game

[yletylyf]

WIP Snip

Thanks for the tag @squibstress! My current WIP is from Mysterious Lotus Casebook, Li Lianhua/Di Feisheng time travel.

"I want you," Di Feisheng said colorlessly. "I have wanted you from the day I first saw you. I wanted you when you lanced a sword through my chest and I wanted you when you poisoned me with Asura Grass and when I thought you showed up to mock me in Jiao Liqiao's torture chamber. I wanted you during every moment you made me believe you were dead." "There's no need to rub salt in all these old wounds," Li Lianhua said, flopping onto the ground to lay on his back. He sounded exhausted and miserable. It wasn't very often Di Feisheng spoke from his heart like that, without restraint or embarrassment. He looked away from Li Lianhua into the fire and wondered why it was that he never knew how to make this man understand him.

So... they are still a disaster couple even in a fix-it time-travel fic. I love them. Anyway. Tagging @tavina-writes @thebansacredbanned @jammerific @myfavouritelunatic @maraudersaffair and anyone else who wants to share <3

#tag game #mysterious lotus casebook #dihua #about my fic #wip game

[itsnotunfinisheditsmystyle]

Titles game

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @jammerific . I will NOT tag as many people as I have WIPs lmao. Also my WIPs I'm currently posting have their normal titles, so here is instead a selection of unposted WIPs :

- DARKOLAI DADS AU

- Ulla visit

- Darklina TT power switch

- Darkolina wrong nudes

- Darklina mum AU

- NONSENSE NIKOLAI TIME TRAVEL FIX IT

- Last minute marriage Darklina AU

- NAMES ONE SHOT

- Alina meets the Saints

- baby Ulla + law school

- hurt/comfort exchange (scrapped)

- SOC kidfics

- Ot4 kids mess

Tagging @inahandful-of-dust @tirkdi @storm-elf and anyone else who would like to do it

#grishaverse

[sarah-sandwich]

20 Questions (for fanfic writers)

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

45

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

1,280,212 lol

3. what fandoms do you write for?

presently? Just spider-man ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

4. top five fics by kudos:

Paradise (spread out with a butter knife) - spideypool 72k - soulmates au that's actually about the power of friendship

Don't Freak Out - parkner 136k - the one where they get kidnapped and spidey saves the day in the first chapter then they spend the rest of the fic falling in love

A Peach Like You - parkner 73k - sequel to a 16k coming of age one-shot in Harley's POV. This one is Peter's POV and he's autistic, overworked, and overwhelmed and this is the very worst time ever for falling in love so he's absolutely not going to do that... on purpose.

The Distance Between (You and Me) - parkner 29k - bodyguard au! Harley was kidnapped and rescued but his kidnappers are still out there so Tony begs an old friend to keep an eye on him until Natasha hunts them down.

You're Freaking Out - parkner 166k - sequel to Don't Freak Out this time with Plot! and Miles!!!

5. do you respond to comments?

Sometimes? I've gotten really bad about it :( After an update/new fic I try to get all the comments that come in over a week or so... but then I retreat into my cave and giggle and squee over them in private.

6. what is the fic your wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm I don't really do angst and especially not endings... but maybe The Devil is a Hopeless Romantic? I wouldn't call it an angsty ending though. Maybe bittersweet? Idk it's been awhile since I've read it. Not my favorite tbh

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Happy endings are my bread and butter lol The happiest? Uhhh

Lemme just plug For the First Time, Eye to Eye because it's one of my all time favs and hasn't come up yet.

8. do you get hate on fics?

nope!

9. do you write smut?

yep! Baseball Smut ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ yeah that's the title just posted this morning!

10. craziest crossover:

I haven't written a crossover since I was writing for spn and none of them ever made it out of my wips folder lol I had spn crossovers with Firefly, Teen Wolf, The 100, Criminal Minds, and (naturally) The Hunger Games. Man, I miss that. Such a versatile show.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that I know of!

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

YES! biggest compliment so cool

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope! Done some brainstorming a time or two but just for fun. idk that I could collaborate that well what with my disappearing into the abyss habit...

14. all time favorite ship?

I mean parkner's got the longevity doesn't it? Dean and Cas will always have a special place with me though

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My time travel time loop parkner fic le siighh

16. what are your writing strengths?

Hmm I think overall voice (not just dialogue but internal narrative too) and breathing fresh air into old tropes.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Action scenes. My god they take forever to think of a way to do them that isn't tired and boring. And then I still have to write it.

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

adds enrichment in my enclosure

19. first fandom you wrote in?

hp

20. favorite fic you've written?

oof umm probably Peaches Ain't Pretty (the alluded to 16k Harley POV coming of age one-shot). Taught me I could write outside of fanfic if I wanted. It's actually the foundational inspiration that lead to Red, like my bleeding heart in your hand. Opened up the whole beach (if I'm brave enough to leave the sandbox). Anyway it's got a special spot in my heart. I'm probably due for a re-read tbh.

Thanks for tagging me @spoofymcgee!

no pressure tagging: @jammerific @wyxan @myarmsaretoolong @fieldsofview

#tag games #parkner #spideypool #<-my one hit wonder lol

[tamras-shieldmaiden]

Last line tag

RULES: show the last line you wrote and tag however many people you’d like.

Thanks @jammerific for the open invitation! I'm glad that after months of writers' block, I have new material for the games. 🙂

“Fuck!” Asami muttered under her breath as Kuvira drew in a deep breath to even her accelerated pulse. “I gotta go now, but I’ll be seeing you soon. We have unfinished business you and I,” Asami affirmed seductively, and before Kuvira could reply, she blended in with the shadows, disappearing from Kuvira’s sight just before Suyin arrived. 

Tagging @rakaiawriter @orangepanic @the-orion-scribe @roguegona @ragdollrory @thatoneguy56fanfic and anyone else who wants to join the game.

#wip game #fanfic game #my writing #the legend of korra #tlok #kuvira #asami sato #kuvirasami

[tirkdi]

For the DVD commentary:

A century in, she began to worry.

It had been some time now since anyone but the two of them had a personal memory of the Black Heretic. She had hoped that the distance would allow him to regain some of his interest, some of his intensity, but if anything, it was the opposite.

She walked the lake beside him, the noon sun hot above. The grass was summer-green and unmoving – no natural wind to stir it, no Squallers to disrupt the stillness. The Grisha who would normally be training or playing around by the water were inside the Little Palace, avoiding the heat, but heat had never bothered either her or her son. Not after spending so many, many cold years.

The two of them walked the gravel path by the lake, the Little Palace behind them, rolling hills in front. The oprichniki the Tsar had given him for protection – spies, more like – kept the perimeter at a healthy distance.

"Still no Ilya." He made the observation sound tired, rehearsed. He spoke Suli, because he knew the oprichniki did not. "I made the Shadow Fold a hundred years ago, and there’s still no Ilya. Do you think he figured out how to die?"

"I know why you’re asking."

"Are you going to answer?"

She chanced a glance up at his face, the clench of his jaw. She wouldn’t push him on this farther now. "Do I think he figured out how to die? Perhaps," she admitted. Perhaps he had been too Grisha to die, or perhaps he had been just Grisha enough. Not unnatural they way she was. The way he was. And then, because she remembered the decades when her son had asked question after question about her life, about her wants, she added: "I like to think he would have found me hadn’t."

A fish jumped in the lake beside them, shattering the reflection of light on the pond. "Are you still scared of me?" he asked.

Damn her mouth and his memory. She sighed. "I’m scared for you. You’re waiting for something we may never find."

"Never is a very long time."

"I don’t need a lecture on eternity, boy."

A hint of a smile played on his lips. "It’s a long while since I’ve been a boy, Madraya."

"Then maybe you need the reminder."

He didn’t respond, and they walked the path together in silence, the scrape of pebbles beneath their feet the only sounds. Even the oprichniki moved quietly, conserving energy in the midday heat.

"We’ll be expanding the grounds of the Little Palace," he said, gesturing to a hill beside them. "Our expeditions to find Grisha children in other countries and bring them to safety have been increasingly fruitful. We’re going to need more space."

She looked in the direction her son indicated, the leaves on the trees unmoving without a hint of breeze. "Still working on your penance," she observed.

"My what?"

"Penance," she repeated. "For the Fold." Baghra had long since realized that life was cyclical for a reason – the straight line of immortality broke too many tethers to the world, made it impossible to keep one’s center. Without the threat of death, a practice of repair was the only thing that could bring one back into alignment with others, with nature. Wasn’t that repair why she was at the Little Palace in the first place?

"Penance." He rolled the word in his mouth as if he’d never heard it before. "That’s one idea, I suppose."

I briefly futzed around with the idea of this chapter being from Aleksander's point of view, and then I realized it would be so, so boring. I did not want to write 400 years of the type of depression going on in his head and you did not want to read it. It's not like Baghra is doing great at this point, either, but at least she's got coping mechanisms (shitty ones, but still!) So here we are. Bold is my commentary. *

A century in, she began to worry. Another one for 'mom of the millennium' award. She waited a century before she started worrying. "It's just a phase," she told herself, years one through ninety-nine.

It had been some time now since anyone but the two of them had a personal memory of the Black Heretic. She had hoped that the distance would allow him to regain some of his interest, some of his intensity, but if anything, it was the opposite.

She walked the lake beside him, the noon sun hot above. The grass was summer-green and unmoving – no natural wind to stir it, no Squallers to disrupt the stillness. The Grisha who would normally be training or playing around by the water were inside the Little Palace, avoiding the heat, but heat had never bothered either her or her son. Not after spending so many, many cold years. I don't go deep into this headcanon but I definitely believe that Baghra & Aleksander are sensitive to cold but not heat. There's a reason that Baghra keeps the fire going all the time, and though I think it's partly religious/superstition, I think a lot of it is just straight up trauma.

The two of them walked the gravel path by the lake, the Little Palace behind them, rolling hills in front. The oprichniki the Tsar had given him for protection – spies, more like – kept the perimeter at a healthy distance. I deeply, genuinely believe that the oprichniki were the Tsars' attempts at spies post-Shadowfold. Why on earth would the most powerful Grisha need protection -- and why would he need otkazats'ya protection? Genya was not the first spy between the palaces!! Aleksander was just better at getting his spies to be loyal to and side with him than the Lantsovs were.

"Still no Ilya." He made the observation sound tired, rehearsed. He spoke Suli, because he knew the oprichniki did not. Spiesssssssss. "I made the Shadow Fold a hundred years ago, and there’s still no Ilya. This is the sort of thing that should bring Saints out of the woodwork, don't you think? Every disaster is an opportunity, etc. Do you think he figured out how to die?"

"I know why you’re asking." Because he wants to die, too.

"Are you going to answer?" This is almost a 'do you love me enough to help me die' question.

She chanced a glance up at his face, the clench of his jaw. She wouldn’t push him on this farther now. "Do I think he figured out how to die? Perhaps," she admitted. Perhaps he had been too Grisha to die, or perhaps he had been just Grisha enough. Not unnatural they way she was. The way he was. Here we have the beginnings of Baghra acknowledging that maybe she and her son are not Grisha at all, or were Grisha of a different type. Her powerful father might not have had the same immortality. And then, because she remembered the decades when her son had asked question after question about her life, about her wants, she added: "I like to think he would have found me hadn’t." She thinks he'll snap out of his century-long depression if she shares one (1) personal fact.

A fish jumped in the lake beside them, shattering the reflection of light on the pond. "Are you still scared of me?" he asked.

Damn her mouth and his memory. She sighed. So annoying when your son remembers that you almost said you loved him. "I’m scared for you. You’re waiting for something we may never find."

"Never is a very long time." A line he uses with both his mom and Alina.

"I don’t need a lecture on eternity, boy."

A hint of a smile played on his lips. "It’s a long while since I’ve been a boy, Madraya." Legit, can you imagine being four hundred and your mom calls you boy. You are three hundred years older than everyone else other than her and she's all "You'll always be my baby (derogatory)"

"Then maybe you need the reminder." I don't think he's forgotten what his childhood was like, Baghra, but thanks.

He didn’t respond, and they walked the path together in silence, the scrape of pebbles beneath their feet the only sounds. Even the oprichniki moved quietly, conserving energy in the midday heat.

"We’ll be expanding the grounds of the Little Palace," he said, gesturing to a hill beside them. "Our expeditions to find Grisha children in other countries and bring them to safety have been increasingly fruitful. We’re going to need more space." There's so little about the intervening years! I assume he had parties going into other countries and getting Grisha out of there on the reg.

She looked in the direction her son indicated, the leaves on the trees unmoving without a hint of breeze. "Still working on your penance," she observed.

"My what?" Penance? I don't know her.

"Penance," she repeated. "For the Fold." I was so curious in the trilogy when he says "Redemption. Salvation. Penance. My mother's quaint ideas." what their conversations about those must have been like. So here's one.

Baghra had long since realized that life was cyclical for a reason – the straight line of immortality broke too many tethers to the world, made it impossible to keep one’s center. Without the threat of death, a practice of repair was the only thing that could bring one back into alignment with others, with nature. Wasn’t that repair why she was at the Little Palace in the first place? There's a lot made of Baghra's shift in perspective from DiTW to TGT, and also what her religious beliefs really are. This is my attempt at a quick explanation for that – it's more pragmatic than religious, though it's not dissimilar to some religious practices. Here she's really trying to help her son.

"Penance." He rolled the word in his mouth as if he’d never heard it before. This guy, man. "That’s one idea, I suppose."

#thank you this was a fun one! #dvd commentary #a hundred lifetimes ago #an ask #jammerific

[storm-elf]

For @jammerific and @inahandful-of-dust who asked about Alliance of Equals for the #titlegame

Two hints, since two of you asked!

1) My current playlist to get me in the headspace for the transition between AoE 1 and AoE 2 includes:

Castles Crumbling, Story of Us, Haunted, and Long Live by Taylor Swift

Stick Season and Dial Drunk by Noah Khan

Family Line by Conan Gray

Legendary by Welshly Arms

2) Things to watch out for include: Female shadow summoners (plural), a merwoman, a visit to the West, and a (very) long overdue love confession.

#darkolai #D3 #D3verse #aoe #writing

[aurathian]

29 for the ao3 wrapped game please!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

this passage is a thick one >:) this is from GLOW, a very short window into a yiga au:

And the sword spoke, faintly, like a whisper, to them both. “Master…” Link and Zelda, the Yiga patrolmen, turned their gazes slowly to each other, glowing sword and glowing hand, mouths agape. He held his hand out to hers, steeling himself for a different reason. She would either kill him here or take his hand and pull the sword with him. She would either fulfill the Yiga duty she had dedicated her life to, made constant excuses for, or she would be with the sorry partner who dragged her down at every turn, blocked her sight at every corner. She had destinies to choose. And wordlessly, she placed her glowing hand into his. By Ganon it burned, but he gripped it harder and pulled her in close to the sword, and he felt like he belonged somewhere for once, in her grasp. Their conjoined hands found their place on the handle and the sword seemed to scream, piercing their ears, as they pulled it from its stone. And it spoke again. “I have waited for eternities.”

thank you for the ask!!

#ask game #jammerific

[girlwithakiwi]

Writing Patterns

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

Nabbed from @whimsicalmeerkat since it looked fun

1.) like the olden days, happy golden days of yore

The northwestern coast of the country has turned molten in the early winter sunset, the Bay of Ice shimmering a thin line of blinding gold from where it appears behind the blue mountain pass.

2.) a shadow for the splendor (let the profane tremble to ask)

It is no wonder, the smallfolk will murmur later, that when the King of Winter met the Mother of Dragons, the world spun itself into a cataclysmic revolution of night and summer and every wonderful, terrible thing beneath the white, dispassionate sun.

3.) like freedom, like rosemary and thyme

Daenerys Targaryen wakes up to stiff joints, the gentle vibrations of tires on a paved road, and the breathtaking sight of black mountains splintering the lavender-blue horizon like cracked glass.

4.) some nights the lighthouse, some nights the sea (transatlanticism)

The sea is winter-bright and blue as a promise the morning the blind man comes to visit for the last time.

5.) all the ground beneath with tears and blood

Dany does not need to look at her watch to know Jaime Lannister is offensively late.

6.) where ruin also exists

It hurts.

7.) the horns of jericho

Rhaenyra thinks it an ill omen to wed on a floor still sticky with the blood of her now-husband’s dead lover.

8.) let the dreams be merciful and full of snow

The city of Winterfell is frosted with the shimmering buttercream of snow, holiday lights still sparkling like wrapped confections beneath glassy layers of ice.

9.) never let me go

Westeros is not as Dany dreamed it would be.

10.) interlude: la danse d’hiver

…are you asleep yet, little one?

BONUS because it’s funny: the silhouette of a single memory

If the girls would have told her that she’ll end the night with her back pressed against the door of her hotel room, wet and gasping and needy as hell, while a nameless man kisses her breathless, her legs damn near wrapped around his waist as she fumbles for her phone, a key, a condom she knows she doesn’t have, any-fucking-thing, she would have laughed at them and called them all horny, lying bitches.

•

Save for #7 which is a Rhaewin fic, these are all Jonerys fics (a few bookverse but mostly showverse).

My pattern is that I’m going to fucking describe the scenery whether you like it or not. Alternatively, a very cold open from a character POV.

Tagging: @theinvisiblequestion @ragingrainbow @jammerific @bad-at-names-and-faces @mrpinniped

#writing memes #chase writes things

[udaberriwrites]

Last Line Tag

Thanks for the tag, @fattybattysblog !!

RULES: show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you’d like).

For once I wasn't working on an exchange fic when this arrived, so I can share the actual last line written, woooo. (For a Bad Things Happen Bingo prompt 😈)

“Hand him over and you may go,” he lied with the smile of an angel. “You don't have any other choice.”

Tagging @mrsmungus @danceswithdarkspawn @lena-hills @bladesandstars @jammerific @mikaharuka @linka-from-captain-planet and open tag for whoever wants to play!

#tag game #thanks for the tag!