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brandycranby · 2 months
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Brandyyyy! For your elemental asks, my dear, can I get water and fire? 💜
hi kris darling
Water: How did you start writing?
oof i don't remember actually, i was always a big reader when i was a kid and i eventually got into fanfic when i was in middle school. started designing ocs for anime, but i still didnt start writing.
hmm it must have been college. senior year, the pandemic started and i had pivoted to a creative writing minor the year before. i took fiction and poetry classes, during which i finally started a tumblr and wrote a thing for the syverson fandom 😗 the rest is history
Fire: What’s a scene that you are dying to write?
i..... hmm.... smut????? like im dying to write every scene i've envisioned in my head tbh. i've been in such a slump that i can only manage a sentence on a good night.
oh maybe more of secret relationship steve and reader from my a million reasons au. i want to write good ol avengers tower/compound, funny scenes, romantic scenes, soft boyfriend steve, and whatever angst i can generate. my brain!!! just!!! wont!!! argh!!!
again y'all are welcome to yell at me about wips 🥺 i dont work well without the crushing pressure of a deadline
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clairelsonao3 · 10 months
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Air: What’s the easiest part of writing for you?
Grass: What’s the biggest change you’ve made in your WIP since you started it? For GSNBR
Metal: What’s the hardest part of writing for you?
Thanks for the ask, Anna!
Air: What’s the easiest part of writing for you?
Dialogue. I often hear entire conversations, in complete sentences, between characters in my head (often while not trying to write but just going about my day) and write them down more or less exactly as they came to me. That's why I when I start a new scene, I almost always end up writing dialogue first and then adding in everything else around it.
Grass: What’s the biggest change you’ve made in your WIP since you started it? For GSNBR
Not to get too spoilery, but the nature and identity of the villain, particulaly (if I may use TV Tropes speak) the "big bad," has changed quite significantly from how I originally envisioned it.
It was always going to be a love story, but secondary themes -- particularly those of sons and fathers and/or father figures, has emerged in a big way in the course of the writing.
Finally, [name redacted]'s personality, believe it or not, was originally going to be much more passive and submissive, or at least the plan was that it would take a lot longer to get his true self to emerge. But then, he basically grabbed and me said, "Hey, don't write me like that." I listened.
Metal: What’s the hardest part of writing for you?
Self-doubt, imposter syndrome, fear of rejection and criticism, the feeling of "none of this matters and I'm screaming into a void." I've struggled with all of this for many, many years, at times enough to get me to give up writing for long stretches, even though it was the only thing I ever wanted to do. And it never really goes away. But finally writing what I want to write, putting it out into the world in the way I want to put it out, and finding a receptive audience on Ao3 and Tumblr -- as well as a community of writers doing the same thing -- has helped massively in this regard.
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sliebman10 · 2 years
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For the elemental writer asks, can you tell me about your experience with space and spirit please? 💖
Thank you for the ask 💖....these are a lot of fun.
Space: What's your favorite place to write?
I wish it was somewhere exciting or exotic...but I've been doing most of my writing lately on our downstairs couch. It's been nice to either take my laptop down there when it's quiet...or get some writing in on my phone while my kids are occupied.
Spirit: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received on your writing?
This is quoted from a comment on one of my earlier one shots that had me smiling for days: "I gave up on it all ever since J K Rowling came out as a bigot and hurt us all by that sort of talk. I think you repaired a little bit of my heart, Sliebman10." This just made me really happy.
(In case anyone is interested, it can be found here. Sirius and Remus go to Italy while in hiding. https://archiveofourown.org/works/34352299)
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puppy-coded · 2 years
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Rain: Have you ever made yourself cry with your own writing?  If so, what was it?
Absolutely. It was this right here and I have no regrets. It hit me in the feels and I WAS THE ONE WRITING IT
I don't know, it got me
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tired-twili · 2 years
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Fire for the elemental ask?
Hiya anon X) from elemental asks!
What's a scene your dying to write?
That's actually a hard one haha, tho something I was really looking forward to was the ✨️ big reveal✨️ I had planned for my murder mystery (and to see if anyone caught onto to what was really going on/ this weird second plot that somehow fit hehehe 👀)
But on my current wip, probably a not to pleased princess figuring out her husband (that she didn't want hehehe) lives in a tree house and it's smol so they have to see a lot of eachother :)
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Please let Astarion meet Tav's family and have a younger sibling like 6 be like im gonna marry the prince points at Astarion.
Tav : Sorry, im married to the prince
NO IM GONNA MARRY THE PRINCE
That's so fucking cute kill me. But I just realized AFTER I finished it I read this wrong 😭😭 I read it as "marry" instead of "married" so whoops now it's an asking for your hand in marriage fic.
Also, I'm going to make this a weird little, unofficial, alternate reality, off shoot of this fic to explain away why Astarion can be in the sun without ascending because I am ~lazy~
Quick summary if you didn't read it, Tav serves Selune, gets a blessing for all the good work, and uses it to cure the anti-light issue of the vampirism (but not all of it). It's not a literal extension of that fic but I'm stealing my own plot explanations. That's it! Now here we go:
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Astarion wasn't nervous per se. He was just... on edge. And the two-week journey it took to get here wasn't helping things, not when it gave him so much time to ruminate in his thoughts. He never expected to be in the position of "meeting the family," let alone in anticipation for asking for someone's hand in marriage.
Astarion wasn't even quite sure how his life got here. He had always fantasized that a life without Cazador would be one of selfish hedonism, not one where he would be legitimately concerned about a damn six year old sibling's first impression of him.
But then you came along, effortlessly shattering all of his grandiose plans with a batt of your eyelashes. Perhaps the entire journey of falling in love was more complicated, but it felt like it was that simple. In hindsight, he never stood a chance against you, but it was hilarious that there was a time he ever thought he did.
All of his prior dreams and fantasies felt like nothing in comparison to just being with you. It had been a year since you both saved the Sword Coast, a beautiful, fantastic year. That had ended with him somehow more in love with you now than when he first confessed. Selune's blessing had certainly helped with that he was sure. He still couldn't quite believe that you would use a god's blessing on him of all people, but gods, was he appreciative. Because being able to walk in the sun again meant that he could live the life he wanted, with no restrictions. He could be the partner you deserved, the kind that a father would happily say yes to when asking for your hand.
Which brought him back to his current dilemma. Perhaps he hadn't seen any of your family members in the time you'd been together, but he had heard plenty. You loved them all to death, especially your little sister. You wrote to them constantly, the mere sight of a letter from your parents enough to put you in a great mood for the rest of the day. He was aware that your mother was supposedly a saint, a fact that your own father had instilled in you often. He knew that they had a wonderful, loving marriage and were both higher ups in the Church of Selune. A fact that Astarion didn't particularly enjoy.
As grateful to the moon goddess as he was, he was aware that you were an expectation to the very normal belief that vampires were bad. And that marrying one was one of the stupidest things you could ever do from an average person's perspective, let alone a Selunite.
Why you hadn't done the smart thing and lied about what he was, Astarion would never know. But he did know that the thought of their rejection over his admittedly sordid history was putting him in a tailspin.
"They're going to love you," You said for the hundredth time, giving his hand a squeeze as you led him up the steps to your childhood home, "You have nothing to worry about sweetheart. I promise."
Astarion highly doubted that, but you were already knocking on the front door before he had a chance to argue. The door instantly slammed open, a beaming child already launching themselves at you before Astarion could process what was happening.
But you were more prepared them he was. You effortlessly caught them in your arms, laughing at their excited shouting, "Titi! You're late!"
So this was the famous Arabeth.
"No, I'm not!" You laughed as you settled her on your hip, "And what happened to my little girl's manners huh? You haven't even introduced yourself yet."
The child glanced over at him, like she was just realizing for the first time that someone else was standing over there. She looked a little shocked at the sight of him, staring at him with wide eyes. Wide enough for Astarion to start to wonder if something was on his face.
He gave her a little wave only for her to bury her face into your shoulder, peeking out at him with her lips pursed. Which was not the best start to the whole making his darling's family actually like him plan.
"Well, as you've probably guessed this is Arabeth. She's just a little shy," You reassured as you stepped inside, muttering a quick invitation inside under your breath. He appreciated that, he didn't need the whole house to be reminded of his... limitations.
"But she'll get over it soon enough," You continued as you called into the house, "Mom? Dad? We're here!"
And just like that they were rushing into the room, acting just as excited as your sister had been. Your mother wasted no time in smothering your face with kisses while your father swept you up into a hug. It was a rather impressive display of coordination, considering how they hadn't managed to knock you and your sister to the floor in the process. Astarion was pretty sure they were both saying something along the lines of We missed you! But it was hard to tell with all of you so tangled up in each other.
It was heartwarming to see, in all honestly. Of course such a loving person would come from an equally loving family, what else would he expect?
Though he certainly hadn't been expecting for your mother to throw her arms around him next. She brought him into a tight hug before looking him up and down, "So you're Astarion huh?"
She turned back to you, grinning ear to ear with her hands set on Astarion's shoulders, "He's so handsome! Selune help us, do you remember the last boy you brought home? He had a nose the length of my arm-"
"And that's enough of that," You said with a strained laugh, pulling your eccentric mother back a few inches, "And we've talked about the impromptu hugs. What happened to asking for permission?"
"Sorry, sorry!" She said with a wave of her hand, "Let me try again. I'm Seliras, and this is my husband-"
"Marcoul," Your father interrupted, putting his hand out for Astarion to shake, "It's been awhile since we've met a boyfriend."
"He's a little more than that," You said with a sigh as everyone exchanged pleasantries.
"We'll be the judge of that," Marcoul said with a sharp but friendly grin, the grip he had on Astarion's hand briefly tightening before he let go, "From what we've heard, you're quite the character aren't you?"
Ah, so the interrogating was starting early then. It was nothing that Astarion hadn't expected. Besides, turning up the charm was his strong suit, even when he was uncharacteristically nervous.
Astarion smiled back at him, "You've heard right. And I'm more than happy to answer any questions you might have."
"Oh gods please don't say that," You groaned, but it was too late. Your parents were already leading him to sit, rapid-fire questions coming out of their mouth.
Where are you from? How did you meet? Are you serious about our Tav? What's your religion? Where's your family? What are your plans?
But Astarion answered them all, with only mild censorship for the child's sake. The child who suddenly couldn't stop staring at him. It wasn't exactly easy to sell himself as a future husband when he was a vampiric ex-slave, but he made do.
It was an overwhelming experience to say the least, but not necessarily an unpleasant one. That was one good thing about trying to marry into a family of zealots, it was a lot easier to convince them of your virtue when you received a personal blessing from their goddess.
By the end of the night, they were all throughly appeased, enough so to get off the topic of him for a moment.
"You look a little young to have a thirty-year old child," Astarion said to your mother. He was actively trying to compliment her for obvious reasons, but he was also genuinely curious. She barely looked a day over 40.
"Oh we breed young," She said with a laugh, "We had Tav in our teenage years. Arabeth came much, much later. Our favorite little surprise. Gods, I can't think of a single person in our family who didn't have kids young. Our little Tav is the only exception to the rule."
"But maybe not for much longer, huh?" Marcoul added with a grin, yelping when you lightly smacked him over the head for the comment.
"Do not start the kid talk again!" You hissed out, cheeks red, "We've talked about this!"
Astarion couldn't help but grin at your reaction, charmed by your embarrassment. Though... the idea of the two of you having children together sure was an interesting thought.
Astarion felt a tug on his sleeve while you were distracted arguing with your parents. He turned, smiling when he saw your little sister standing there, still staring at him with wide-eyes.
She took a deep breath before blurting out, "You look like a prince. Are you?"
"Not exactly," Astarion said with a small laugh. That couldn't be further from the truth, "There's no blue blood in my veins."
She frowned, cocking her head at him like he wasn't making any sense. But then an idea obviously struck her as she excitedly asked, "But if you married a princess, then you'd become a prince too. Right?"
"I suppose?" Astarion answered with a shrug.
"So if I become a princess, and I marry you, then you'll be a prince?"
This conversation was quickly becoming out of his depth. But luckily enough for him you were swooping in to save him.
You laughed at her question, turning your attention back to the two of them, "No offense Bethy, but I'm going to be the one marrying this particular prince."
But Arabeth wasn't having it. She crossed her arms, looking at you like she was the one talking to a child, "You can't. Because if I don't marry him, he won't be a prince. So there. I have to do it."
She looked so serious, her facial expressions incredibly similar to your own. Astarion was holding back a loud laugh as you tried and failed to reason with her, "I can marry him without the royal status-"
"No! I'm marrying the prince!"
Your parents were doing a much worse job at hiding their reactions, both of them opening giggling behind their hands as you came up with a compromise.
"Okay, okay," You said with a sigh, kneeling down to look the small girl in the eye, "How about this? I marry him first. But only until you become a princess. Then he's all yours. Sound fair?"
She thought about it for a moment before nodding to herself, "Sounds fair."
Well Astarion wasn't going to get a better set-up then that. He turned to your father, his nerves coming back for a brief appearance, "I'm assuming now might be a good time to ask what I came here to ask. Though I do promise I only intending on asking for one of your children's hand in marriage."
Marcoul nodded slowly, his face unreadable as he spoke, "I mean no offense when I say this Astarion, but you aren't exactly who I imagined for my daughter."
"Dad don't-"
"Darling, let him finish," Astarion gently interrupted, his eyes still locked with your father's.
He took a deep breathe before continuing, "That said, I've never seen her so... herself with someone else before. So yes. The two of you can marry. On one condition."
"Anything," Astarion said instantly, nearly giddy at the fact that he was so close to the official yes, "Just name it."
"You have to have the wedding here," Seliras answered for him, a massive smile on her face, "No ifs, ands, or buts."
"And I get to be flower girl!" Arabeth chimed in, her past indignation completely forgotten as she climbed all over you, "And there has to be chocolate cake!"
"Oh gods, help us," You groaned, but Astarion was already nodding along. He couldn't give less than two shits where it happened or who was involved. He could scarcely believe that it was happening at all. But that was the last thing he had needed.
He already had the ring, the most amazing person he could ever fathom being with. Who actually wanted him back.
Now all he had to do was ask.
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ryllen · 5 months
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#mtas#my time at sandrock#mtas wei#mtas builder#fanart#i found my true love target ; v ;#the smiling type is the ones that truly snatch my heart#they bring me the utmost joy#as much ironic it is unsuur makes me unsure of the rest of the stage after confession#i just thought i marry him in case the builder parents come and there would be some kind of scene over it like in portia#till the very last minute my heart was somehow still half in about it#tho in the game unsuur is read very close as 'unsure' i actually pronounce it differently bcs it's close to something in my language#unsur : means element; i thought that's nice bcs it feels closely to rock related thing#https://translate.google.com/?sl=id&tl=en&text=unsur&op=translate#if anyone even interest the slightest on how it sounds when pronounced by me here's the google translate link#but yea i'm dying that it is literally being pronounced 'unsure'#pls help him he just needs to be given a chance to command so he can learn to do independent thinking from experience#like yeah probably there would be lots of mistake at first#but u're like a mom justice who decides everything for the child so when u ask the child they just be like don't know ask mom fshdshd#he needs to be put out there#or had that been done justice if so i am sorry ; v ;#but seriously i'm dying when i kept adventuring with justice and logan and unsuur was just told to wait like a puppy fhsdh#he needs to be taught how to decide things by himself seriously#it's honestly hard to write unsuur's character#like no matter how u tried somehow it doesn't feel as close as funny or as serious deadpan like the original#wei here is like a piece of white paper i can scribble whatever i want#it's unexpected#but i ended up liking wei
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theminecraftbee · 12 days
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as that one post goes around in my notes again I’m in a Mood For Asks and I can’t find the ask game again, so:
ask game: tell me in my inbox something that you consider a ���signature” of my style! how would you recognize one of my works if you weren’t sure who wrote it?
I’m a writer so I obviously mean “of my writing”, but anyone who makes any other kinds fanworks feel free to reblog this too!
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krashlite · 4 months
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Now that we've gotten a wolf grian, could we get a wolf Arianna Griande?
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YES YOU CAN, YES YOU ABSOLUTELY CAN!!!
my goal was to make her look like a barbie/monster high collab and I think I achieved that :]
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brandycranby · 2 months
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Clouds and spirit?? ☁️☁️☁️🥰🥰
hello levvy darling 💕
Clouds: How clearly do you picture a scene before you start writing it down?
oh so clearly, im like the opposite of aphantasia. scene, mind, movie. which is kind of a double edged sword because if i see it too clearly and i can't replicate that in writing? ooo bad times, very bad
Spirit: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received on your writing?
so many people loved by your mouth and mine, some of the sweetest comments i ever got (and the most comments lol) were about the chemistry between steve and reader as well as how much they wanted to eat a mango after reading it hehe im so proud of that
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clairelsonao3 · 10 months
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Rain: Have you ever made yourself cry with your own writing?  If so, what was it?
Spirit: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received on your writing?
Thanks for the ask, Elli!
Rain:
I cry about a half-dozen times a day, anyway, so that's not as impressive as it sounds, but yes. Particular scenes in Ch. 15, Ch. 19 and Ch. 21 of GSNBTR definitely did it.
Spirit:
"You inspired me to create something of my own."
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gncrezan · 2 months
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IFs (especially IFs on tumblr!) are very fun because there's a lot of creator-fan interaction possible because of tumblr's ask function. you get to ask questions about your favorites, suggest ideas and sometimes those ideas are even taken on board. fans get much more content because the writers and creators are so accessible. and i feel like asking questions and leaving comments in this way has become so common and standard with IFs that people are forgetting that's a real person writing these stories. just because you can send the ask doesn't mean you should. DON'T BE RUDE ON ANONYMOUS!!!!! DON'T BE WEIRD ON ANONYMOUS!!!!! my jaw drops reading some of these asks so i can't imagine how it's like for the authors
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Elemental Writer Asks: Summer
Summer: How do you know when you need a break from writing? elemental ask game
also asked by @captain-romanogers
This is pretty simple for me, I need a break if the words stop coming. When I'm inspired, I can easily write 4k+ words in one sitting (10k+ words in a day if life allows on those days.) When I need a break or I'm just not in the mood, the words aren't hitting the page, then I know it's time to seek inspiration elsewhere whether through reading new fics to get a spark of motivation or disconnecting completely.
I am finding a bit of a pattern with this where I tend to write in a flurry for a week, and then the creative well dries up for the next week. Personally, I'm fine with this balance!
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puppy-coded · 2 years
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Water & sand 🥰
Water: How did you start writing?
I think too much and need an outlet :D
Sand: What’s the softest scene you’ve ever written?
I could not tell you. I can't. I'm the biggest fluff writer lol. I can tell you the angstiest scene I've written if you're interested though
elemental writer asks!!
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millenniumquartz · 1 year
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How to make your grip on reality slowy disappear: do this shit
jokes aside, I’m really proud of these pieces. I hope you enjoy them, skykids!
(time taken: 15hrs 5 min)
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tired-twili · 2 years
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Fan fic asks! Earth and Space!
Elemental asks !
What do you think is the foundation of your wip?:
Most wips are based off some random idea that came while listening to music or daydreaming in the car (driving is boring ok 😂) They all spiral off into full fledged ideas when I spam my poor dear freind with said idea. So I would say the foundation is talking about all said ideas X) which is rather unfortunate given how shy I tend to be haha. But slowly and surely I'm getting comfortable with other people to swap ideas with X) ( I am truly sorry to thoes that have heard me ramble on about fics or art haha)
Favorite place to write:
MY BED. Bundled up in blankets and maybe w some tea:]
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