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artdecosupernova-writing · 1 year

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Word: Low WIP: WASTE Timeline: directly leading into the events that result in Scotty being implanted into Guetry's brain CW: drug abuse, alcohol abuse, death, injury, overdose, bad choices Word Count: 748 Additional Notes: I'm still not sure if this is going to be exactly how it goes down, but either way, it's something similar

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I could almost hear the enraged French spitting at me as my father started hissing the moment I stepped through the door to my apartment. Only he wasn't inside, he was probably all the way on Earth somewhere in the south of America, unaware that I'd just been discharged from a Node hospital with nothing to show for my self-aggrandizing heroics than an arm covered in third-degree burns and the memories of several dying venevan children.

I hadn't smiled in six weeks.

I don't even think I remembered how.

Darkness felt comfortable, so I kept my lights off, patiently listening to my dad swearing at me up and down in a beautiful mix of French, Texan epithets, and whatever he picked up from the younger entrepreneurs on Mars. All in my head, of course. Yes, Dad. I'm bête comme mon pieds, and come hell or high water I'm gonna get my brain blown through a comet's ass. For sure.

The first of the gin splashed down the back of my throat and I nearly threw it all up immediately. It was as if my body knew what was coming, but I had to stop the guilt. The raw, crushing guilt, my god, it was so heavy.

I didn't know how to cope with the faces staring at me behind my closed eyelids, the innocent little faces I tried so desperately to save on Veneve, and I fucking tried. I really, really did. I tried to save them, and then I tried ignoring it, I tried pushing it to the back of my mind and blasting some music through the entire apartment, tried jumping jacks to shake it out of my brain, tried playing cards to pretend it never happened.

But it happened. Those kids, those children…they didn't deserve it. God, they were so small, and they had no one, and I told each of them I loved them before they couldn't hold on anymore, but it's never enough, it's never enough...

Before I could really take stock of my actions, what was left of an open bottle of gin had disappeared down my gullet. I opened a brand new one and crushed a bunch of reaver rock with the cap in my ceramic mortar. Gray crystals broken down into a salt consistency, dumped into my pipe, and lit up with a plasma lighter, and my goal was clear—forget. Get high as fuck. And forget.

The gin stifled the annoying headache that usually accompanied a reaver rock high, and I realized I'm a fucking genius right around the time I realized my fingers were going numb. Oh, shit, Guetry, don't go too far, but maybe a little more to choke out the snickering demon whispering that you roasted your right side to a crisp and have limited mobility for absolutely nothing in your ear. He's gone, but you'd better do a little more to be absolutely sure he's gone. Okay, a little more than that won't hurt.

Dancing around the living room, smoke clouding the ceiling, dark patches on the carpet from where I spilled gin trying to open it, spots of blood on my shirt from trying to snort some of the rock I crushed into powder because I thought that it would hit faster, feeling pretty damn good about myself as time went on.

I did my best in everything I did, and that was all I could ask for. Those kids got to be held in their final moments. I went around to every single one of them in the hospital, ignoring my own pain, told them I loved them, and held them. I told them I was sorry. I'm so sorry.

I am so sorry.

Neon lights from the city outside filled the whole apartment through my open blinds and I laughed at the shuttles flying around, colors blending together and sounds giving way to a gradually increasing high-pitched whine.

My tongue started to swell. It felt like thousands of little beetles had decided to burrow inside of it, crawling around and trying to empty into my skull through the roof of my mouth, so I had to remove my tongue. It had to go. God, how annoying. I liked that tongue.

Try as I did, I could not pull my tongue out, but the whine was now loud enough to hurt and the edges of my vision began to darken and cold sweat soaked through my clothes and I couldn't feel my legs and

#word prompt #WASTE #repost

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lady-murderess · 11 months

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so I finally started writing again and before I put some music on to get me motivated, I started with 8 wips and told myself I would work on at least one of them and get a few chapters finished or something

but yeaaaah here I am now on my 9th WIP, completely focusing on that more than the others because I got inspiration from a song and now it's all I can think about

I wish my brain wasn't like this and could just choose something to focus on because I get so damn excited when I start writing something and then out of nowhere I lose inspiration for it and I just end up sitting there staring at it for days until some new idea comes along

but I won't lie though, I'm kinda liking where this little wyler short is going. Tyler has a stalker problem... and it's called Wednesday

#wyler brainrot #why cant i just focus on one thing at a time???#its actually annoying

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galactic-pirates · 2 years

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For the ask box questions: any of 1, 2, 4, 5, 11, and/or 12 that you'd like to answer would be lovely to learn!

Whee thank you for the ask! :) :) :)

1) How many fics have you completed? Ooof. First that depends on how you define fics. Are we just talking fanfic or original work? Second which phase of my 'writing life'? Haha. AO3 says I have 74 but I only started posting to AO3 in 2015. When I posted fanfic before that it was on fanfic.net, and when I posted fanfic before that it was on private forums. As I said that's only the fanfic.

Honestly it has to be well in excess of 100 by now all told. I'm slightly tempted to see if I can add it up (I never delete anything) but I don't have time this morning. Quite a few anyway! :)

2) How many fics are in your WIP folder? Again depends a little bit on how you define WIPs. Is it ones I have actually started writing scenes? Or do we count ones that have a fair bit of planning/notes? If a lot of planning counts but maybe a little doesn't, then where it that line drawn?

If it's "started properly writing only" then I have 3 fanfic WIPs, and 1 novel. If we go down the "notes and planning" route then I believe I have 11 ideas currently on my fanfic list, or is it 12 now? As for novels... let's see I have to count verses rather than books for this and I have 5 main ones, though I have some scribbled notes for other stories too.

4) Tell me about your favorite will-never-finish-it fic? Why won’t it be finished? Technically I have abandoned fanfics over the years. There was a multi-crossover (Alias/CSI:NY/Numb3rs/Without a Trace) from over a decade ago now. I had a blast writing part one but it sort of fell apart in part two, as while I could interweave everything mostly ok in the first part, I wasn't so sure how to realistically include everyone after that. My interests have moved on so I have no desire to revisit.

I abandoned 2 fanfics in the Rumbelle fandom. One was lack of interest really, one of those things I should have written a bit more of before I started posting. The other one I've mentioned before, I put too much of my own mental health issues into it and then when I got to the "fixing the character" part - I couldn't. If I knew how to fix it, then I'd fix myself. I feel guilty about this one, it actually won a fandom award but I just can't do it.

None of them really qualify as "favourite" as I don't exactly have warm fuzzy "wish I could finish it" feelings about them. I think what qualifies for that is a novel I tried and failed to write half a dozen times. It was an espionage thriller and it's time is done. I have already cannibalised characters and plotlines for other stories but I do have a pang of nostalgia for the original that will never be realised.

5) Show me your favorite under-appreciated fic; why do you wish it got more attention? Honestly I know why my fics don't get much traction these days. It's because I write rare pair, in small fandoms, for shows that were cancelled a decade ago. I'm not bothered by this. I write because I love it. What does bother me is how lonely I feel about it sometimes. I'm not looking for appreciation, I miss the community not the kudos/comments. What I want more than anything is someone to talk to about my fics, who will share a fraction of my enthusiasm. So that's not about any particular fic, it's just about me.

11) Do you have any writing rituals you do before (or during when) you write? Just lately I seem to be struggling to start if I don't have a hot drink. I seem to have to make a coffee or a hot chocolate. I wouldn't say that was a ritual though exactly. I'm probably quite specific about my files and everyday I start a new one that I label #DOC NUMBER Day TODAYS DATE e.g. my file today will be called #41 Day Four, as I've been writing this damn crossover fic for more days than I think I've written anything.

Seriously I usually have only around 20 "working documents" for an entire novel. But my streak challenge this year is "500+ a day" and if I do a lot of just "bare minimum" days that's how I wind up with a lot of files.

Anyway sorry that's a bit off topic. No I mean I get a drink, I'm always playing music, I open the files, I read yesterdays writing/prior scene to refresh my memory, I check on the outline what I'm doing and - eventually - definitely operative word there, I start.

12) Where do you commonly find inspiration for your stories? Everything starts from somewhere and then builds. Prompts, images, scenarios, tropes, a particular canon moment in time. Something fully formed will jump into my head and then I fill in all the gaps around it to make it a story. I should give an example.

Gentlemen of Blood. Sanctuary fic. I started thinking about Adam Worth as 'Moriarty to James Watson'. He was also Jekyll and Hyde. Then for some reason (probably thinking about Moriarty and the Sherlock Holmes movie, you know with Robert Downey Jr.) I got the Skyfall quote in my head about "we have people everywhere" and then popped into my head the scene from the episode in 'For King and Country' where the PM visits to enlist the help of the Five in finding Adam Worth who had become a "very grave threat" - it all just then sort of came together. Obviously it's more concept than actual plot with this ^^ but what I'm trying to say is one thought leads to another, which leads to another, and my brain makes connections and then I have the basic premise and then boom - it's fill in the blanks time.

#purlturtle #sam talks writing #I answer things

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andrewsneil · 2 years

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opening lines game !!

rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories. (if you have less than 20, just list them all!) see if there are any patterns. choose your favorite opening line. tag some people to play the next round!

thank you so much to @highscal for tagging me !! this was so much fun <3

i’m not sure who’s done this yet actually so i’m going to tag @escapesos @pixiegrl @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists and anyone else who sees this!! sorry if you’ve already done it hfkdks

1. the twilight hyperfixation harry potter, gen

It was suggested as a joke at first, for the Marauders to watch Twilight at their weekly film night.

2, 3, + 4. according to your heart, my place is not deliberate (falling for you) 5sos, muke

Luke didn’t like getting the bus at all. chapter one

Maybe Michael didn't have to use Open Sesame on the doors to the dining hall, but he felt like it. chapter two

Michael was pretty much already dressed when Luke woke up. chapter three

5. i don’t want to be your friend (i want to kiss your neck) 5sos, muke

Every time he asked, Michael managed to change the subject.

6. everything is never as it seems (when i fall asleep) 5sos, muke

Luke’s flat was filled with smoke as his potion bubbled over the pan, spitting out at him as if it wanted to attack him ― which honestly, was probably a suitable punishment since he hadn't been paying much attention to the love potion at all

7. you are the sun (and i’m just the planets spinning around you) 5sos, muke

Michael wasn't too sure what to do about his current situation, honestly.

8. make me your radio (turn me up when you feel low) 5sos, muke

Luke was starting to get the shakes from how much coffee he’d been consuming on a day to day basis.

9. my heart’s a stereo (it beats for you so listen close) 5sos, muke

When Luke woke up, he could already tell that it was going to be a god awful day.

also going to include some wips under the cut because i’ve ran out of fics! guess that means i need to actually finish some and post more :’)

10. untitled soulmate fic harry potter, wolfstar — currently 1.3k, i impulse started this tonight after i told gigi about an angsty wolfstar soulmate au idea i had and they encouraged me to add yet another wolfstar fic to my docs :’)

Remus Lupin had grown up knowing that he was skinbound.

11. untitled baby fic the raven cycle, pynch — currently 3.7k. have i finished the raven king yet? no. however that’s not important, ronan lynch accidentally dreaming up him and adam’s baby, despite them not even dating, is important !! i wrote almost 4k in one sitting and then planned to write it the next day however. someone (me) got sick and then someone (also me) went to a 5sos concert and now someone (me) is sick and lacking the braincells for writing so! it’ll probably be finished soon, pynch is on my brain a lot right now actually

Ronan Lynch was a dreamer.

12. i know this whole damn city thinks it needs you (but not as much as i do) harry potter, wolfstar — currently 1.6k, this is my spiderman wolfstar au that’ll probably take about two years to fucking finish at this point :’)

“Now, I would like to remind the returning students and new sixth form students that this academy has rules. No fighting, no pranking—” McGonagall gave the Marauders a pointed look at that comment. “—And absolutely no bullying. This is a place for education and you’ll all do well to remember that.”

13. untitled starstruck fic 5sos, malum — currently 7k ish, this one has taken a… very long time, it’s never really been my top priority fic wise however. i think i might make it my top priority? it deserves it, hopefully it’ll be great when it’s finished!

It was 3am and Luke was watching an old, shitty recording of a Calum Hood concert.

14. look up here, i’m in heaven carry on, snowbaz — 1.1k! i actually finished this AND posted it ages ago however i convinced myself it was dogshite so i deleted it like a lot of my shorter fics

Baz had always liked smoking.

15. you’re my lover boy (i could be your baby) pjo/hoo, valdangelo — currently 4.6k despite me not even being finished with the second scene of this 5 + 1! it’s 5 times leo kissed nico and one time nico kissed leo :) including but not limited to: the first kiss, the dared kiss and the accidental kiss!

It wasn’t often that the Seven & Co. hung out when there wasn’t a battle to fight.

16. you’re not my homeland anymore (so what am i defending now?) harry potter, regulus black & sirius black — currently 1.6k :) another 5 + 1 fic, also it’s NOT incest i promise i just wanted to write an angsty fic exploring the decline of their relationship as brothers as a gift to gigi <3

Regulus Black sobbed into his brothers arms, begging him not to leave him.

17. untitled marauders fic (but it’ll probably be called how evergreen, our group of friends!) harry potter, multiship, wolfstar centric — currently 3.7k, it’s a BIG sirius centric fic, i have abt a 15k doc just planning it but it’s proving to be difficult to write bc sirius is a difficult character for me to get in the head of, especially in the beginning when he’s like, fresh from eleven years straight of only knowing a life of abuse and not really realising it’s abnormal? hits a wee bit close to home however! i’m gonna write it, i’m determined. not sure i’ll ever post it tho hfkdks

Sirius Black was fairly certain that today was going to be the day he died.

18. untitled black widow annabeth x avenger percy pjo/hoo, percabeth — currently 4.8k. i don’t actually have a whole lot of this fic to write… literally like fucking. maybe another couple of thousand words. i could finish this in about an house… hm. inch resting

Annabeth Chase was ruthless.

19. i’m losing myself in you (and you, and you, and you) 5sos, ot4 — currently 2.4k! this is a fun hogwarts au, i don’t actually remember writing ANYTHING of what’s already been written, pretty sure i was high the last time i opened this doc so that’s fun! idk if i’ll ever finish this, it was completely based on the idea of luke going to a quidditch match and being layered with four house scarves (his own and all three of his boyfriends) so that he could cheer them all on. however! this one has been on the back burner for fucking ages so. not sure if it’ll ever be finished rip

Luke Hemmings was pretty sure that he was going to die… or combust, or something else that was fairly fucking dramatic.

okay that’s it! so sorry if you read all of this, i don’t even remember half of what i wrote but! yeah. i think all i can learn from the majority all of my first lines is that :) for some reason using the character who’s pov i’m exploring’s first name has a huge chokehold on me. i think it might be the fact that around the time i started writing properly i was reading heroes of olympus for the first time and rick tends to do that with all of his chapters. maybe. idk! i don’t do it all the time but i kinda like doing it, it makes my work feel a little more meish. anyway yes thank u for ur time xx

#mwah thank u again nat for tagging me this was a lot of fun #maddie.txt #tag game

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