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WIP Title Ask Meme
Prompt: 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! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
I was tagged by @tiltedsyllogism . I'm gonna answer with a screencap of my Scrivener doc:
I have to admit that a lot of these are semi-abandoned but I'm still happy to talk about them. LWJ teen pregnancy is the only one I'm actively working on, but they do all have at least a bit written. Oh, and, the green flagged ones are already posted, not WIPs.
For tagging purposes I'll count all the Quiet Room ideas as one thing. Tagging: @porcupine-girl @iamwestiec, @scarlettohairdye, @toshokanin2, @letteredlettered, @dulosis, @ilip13, @sophia-helix, and @undetectorist , and anyone else who wants to play.
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!! Very very curious re: Irina and Margo!
(from this fic ask meme)
So this is barely a WiP -- it's just a few hundred words of rumination from Irina's perspective without any real plot as such. I like to imagine that at some point I will get an idea for an actual, you know, plot (or even a robust premise! I would settle for that!) and then I'll finish it and put it into the world. But here in the meantime are some early paragraphs:
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She has lost some of her beauty as she’s gotten older — she is not a woman who knows how to take care of what she has, or more likely she is not interested. Irina doesn’t mind. To see her hunched, stumbling, vulnerable where once she was graceful is delicious in its own way.
She moves now like a person without power. And that is fine. That is what she is. If she perceives Irina giving it to her, so much the better. She will know where it comes from, and she will know who can take it away.
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For the writers questions, 5 and 8 please!
Ohhhhh, thank you!
5. First sentence of the fifth paragraph of an unpublished WIP
"Up ahead, Arthur gave a gusty sigh, reining in Hengroen before twisting in the saddle to give Merlin a Look."
(From Lustrate, which is going up on Patreon on Sunday)
7. Your preferred writing fonts
I type in 4thewords, and I don't actually know what their font is. Something kind of generic. However, I print out my different edits in different fonts to move the words around on the page (helps you spot mistakes.)
The order goes: Times New Roman, Franklin Gothi, Arial Narrow, Nyala and then back to Times New Roman for the 5the and final sweep.
(The meme is here if anyone else wants to ask ♥♥♥)
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For the ask game: 34 and 49? Love your writing <3
34. What aspects of your writing are inspired by/taken from your real life?
I'd say my entire 11th grade year (US edumacation here) forever altered my approach to writing. I've joked that I was taught CRT in high school before the alt-right christofascist MAGA crowd started screaming about banning it from all the schools even though CRT is college-level stuff but I'm super dead serious that it really opened my eyes to my existence as a child of immigrants in an increasingly volatile nation. It's made me seek out characters who are alienated, who are both a part of and separate from the society and spaces they navigate in due to Reasons and Circumstances. I started broaching the topic in my forever unfinished DA Inquisition fic but with my Dangerous Dreams series, I decided to write Din as Not Great in mando'a the way that I'm Not Great in Korean.
The other big thing is that the 11th grade introduced me to bell hooks and I still have a marked up copy of all about love. I keep a quote from it on my AO3 bio as a reminder to myself about writing love as transformative, a verb rather than an object.
Well, that sure was a serious answer!
49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!
I'm currently not writing because I'm done writing for this particular stretch of time and am getting ready to deploy the next chapter of The Stars this Thursday. But I can share this!
The joys of working with a massive canvas because this snippet is just a small piece of a large image.
Play ask games, win ask prizes!
#shirozora awkwardly responds to asks#play ask games win ask prizes#fic ask meme#been feeling some kind of way about my high school actually#can't really say without airing my real time location but let's just say some creepy shit came to light years after I graduated#the 11th grade was a transformative year but the entire high school program i was in is just insane
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1 and 30 for the ask game please! :D
already answered #1
30. What is some of the best writing advice you’ve read or received? Why does it work for you?
uhhh treat writing like a not-so-special habit. idk where i saw this from or what, but it's basically just putting in the schedule (but without putting it in a ScheduleTM you feel me?) i try to avoid words like 'motivation' or 'discipline' because i think it kinda triggers some emotions in the background. but i try not to give writing any more power than it needs to have so that i can go about making writing a regular part of my schedule. i pretty much just write at least 3x a week chipping away at different stories depending on which one strikes me as most interesting. that way i keep it moving without feeling like i have to sit on any one story.
similarly i pretty much use similar goal setting i do for work and school with my writing. for the 3rd year in a row, i've put in place a 50k word count goal (regardless of how much i exceeded them the last 2 years) with stretch goals (100k, 150k) and that's literally it. like i have other writing goals (write AU, do multi-chapters, etc) but for the most part i don't really care how many stories i write to get there, just that i do. deadlines/goals already work for me because of my current situation, so no reason to not fold my writing in so that i continue to have it be part of my day-to-day. lol sorry this got convoluted! but hope they made sense
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NSFW ask: anakin having to wear a garter belt/stockings/thong for some sort of *waves hand* mission and Obi-wan, ashamed and in denial, trying very hard not to nut instantly on seeing anakin dressed that way (was this thot inspired by ragnarlothcat’s fic taking care?? MAYBE SO!!)
anon, you are SO valid by being inspired by rag's fic honestly. i hope you enjoy this one!
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Obi-Wan’s stomach swoops dangerously, the way it does when he finds himself in a dire situation and the Force doesn’t offer a solution to the problem, and he feels like he’s been sucked into the vacuum of space, drifting in the soundless endlessness of the galaxy, untethered and helpless.
He clears his throat casually when he hears Anakin call his name and snaps his eyes up to his face, desperately trying to remember what Anakin had just been telling him about this mission of his, while the rabid beating of his heart pours molten rock through his veins and straight to his cock.
“Can you help me with this?” Anakin asks, halfway twisted backwards and clasping one of the straps of the Dathomir-coloured garter in his fingers, trying to clip it to stockings resting tantalizingly against the skin of his golden thighs.
Which is how Obi-Wan finds himself kneeling behind Anakin—though how that happened and why he thought it best to lower himself to be on eye level with Anakin’s ass he couldn’t recall—carefully securing the garter to the backs of the stockings and brushing the backs of his knuckles against the bare globes of Anakin’s ass to straighten out the straps; trying—and failing—not to emblazon the image of the thong disappearing between his cheeks and emphasizing their fullness on his mind.
His mouth is desert-dry and drenched with saliva all at same time, the strange sensation accompanying the aching drip of his straining cock, as he remains on his knees, staring at the sight before him, just a beat too long, maybe—time stands still—so when he gets back up to let Anakin finish getting ready, he can’t quite meet his eyes, knowing that this will remain on his mind, on his hands, on his skin—like a claim, like a brand.
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thanks!
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16 and 17 for your Zodiark fic
aww my presh baby zodiark fic, to the edge (and back again). i love talking about this one! but you knew that. xoxo
16. what was the easiest scene to write?
once i got over my insecurities over writing ancients so much this fic just flowed for me, but for all that i complained about it, the easiest was the hydaelyn/zodiark fight. omg it was just so fun. like what is more fun and raw and dramatic than gods fighting? truly, i love writing fights, even when i have to toil over them, and zodiark and hydaelyn are just huge and epic and their fight changes the world as anyone knows it. fights are always more about making what i see in my head translate to the page that challenges me more than the writing of it itself, if that makes sense. the action is so vivid to me, but i can't always picture it right in order to make it hit the page the way i want it. once i got over the fact that i had done this to myself by choosing this specific story to tell, it really poured out of my head and onto the page.
17. what was the hardest scene to write?
this was harder to answer because i was so very terrified the entire time i wrote this fic that i wasn't going to be able to do it justice. i think it was the scene between venat and elidibus where she knows what is about to come, but she offers him the comfort of her company and distraction in his last hours. i had already hammered out the broad strokes of their later confrontation when she confronts the convocation, and i wanted this to be a counterpoint. i have a lot of feelings about venat and her choices, and it was important to me that this scene treat her fairly and show that compassion that every azem is known for. that it is from elidibus' pov made it somewhat easier, because obviously he has no idea what she knows, but still, it was a struggle.
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1, 12 (👀👀👀), 29, 30 pleaseee for the ao3 wrapped, and congrats on another year of writing 🦇🖤
Ah! Thank you @0nelittlebirdtoldme <3
1. How many words have you written this year?
Not 100% on what I've written, but from my estimates I've posted about 27000 words this year! I'm actually really happy with this number considering how little I find myself actually writing :)
I also plan to do a few more this month, including (*fingers crossed*) a couple chapters of my main WIP, a post-canon Jonathan/Mina fic I'd like to post on Boxing Day, and a Charioteer fic (Lanyon/Hazell).
12. How many WIPs do you have in your docs for next year?
A few! I have a couple of oneshots (1980s and time looped Jonathan AUs), what may be the 5th multi-chap of Gentleman Vampire, and of course my never ending 90s AU... also a couple of very in progress Charioteer ficlets.
29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?
Difficult to choose! But maybe this from To the End of the Light (ch. 52):
The moon itself looming huge and yellow above a parapet, and Jonathan can't help but stop to stare, suddenly attentive. It's… captivating. And in the stillness, he finds he can pick out the peripheral chatter of animals and the distant river flowing; the woods shifting and all the earth settling—cacophonic—harmonious: the night. And at the heart of it all, he hears Dracula.
"What've you done to me?" Jonathan whispers when the monster is once more by his side. "What the hell am I?"
Dracula smiles and says, "I'd say you're just about perfect."
30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?
I’ve never attempted a monthly prompt set before but I was able to complete two of them (Domaystic and Kinktober) this year to decent success and with much enjoyment. Looking forward to trying it again 🖤
Thanks, I enjoyed answering these!
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18 and 29 for writer asks :D!!
18. What's one of your fav lines you've written for a fic?
Oh mannnn good question. Probably this one from A Vexing Situation: "He was grinning too, because Scar was, and because sometimes the only thing you can do in the face of something scary is bare your teeth at it."
29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)
Oooo you're making me rifle through a lot of things. I have a lot of cut fics and pieces.
Okay! Found a good one. In Monsters Splitting Hairs, the vex [Cub and Scar] were originally going to be a lot pushier for their introduction. Here's the original I wrote, that I wound up cutting because I thought it made them too personable. Putting it under the cut since it's long!
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The birds overhead suddenly scattered as a pair of dark shapes swooped down among them. One of the trees lining the path swayed. Cub landed in the highest branches, jagged wings flailing for balance. Scar circled the tree he’d landed in before coming to a rest on the ground, descending only just gracefully enough to not crash - though he winced and shook out his foot like he’d landed on it wrong. Ren grabbed Beaufort’s harness and stopped them.
“Hello hello! Good morning!” Scar called brightly, grin ever-present, ambling over to them with all the neighborly charm he could muster - which would have been a heart-warming amount, if his wide grin weren’t lined with jagged teeth. Ren thought it would be a good idea to greet him back, but his throat was suddenly dry, and he was absolutely sure if he opened his mouth to speak nothing would come out. He just gripped Beaufort’s harness in a white-knuckled fist and focused on breathing, his pulse spiking and hammering in his ears.
“U-uhm, good morning Scar,” Gem called, edging a little closer to Beaufort and Ren, like she could hide against the two of them. The goat lowered its head and pawed a foot against the ground nervously, “You guys are pretty far from town! What’s brought you to our neck of the woods?”
“Oh! Well it’s a beautiful morning,” Scar beamed, arms and wings outstretched. He gave a spin, as though he could embrace the sunlight sweeping across the path, “And I thought, you know, Ren took a pretty big fall yesterday! Maybe we outta go pay him a visit and make sure he’s doing okay! Especially since he's going out into the wilderness where who-knows-what could try to eat him! So how about it, my friend?”
Scar wrapped an arm around Ren’s shoulders, and Ren yelped at the sudden movement. Ren’s mind was not nearly as present as he needed it to be, suddenly fixated on the fact that a vex was touching him, those sharp teeth and claws perilously close to him. He thought Scar smelled like winter, like ice in the air, and he wondered if that’s what vex smelled like, or if that was just Scar. He thought Scar felt cold, which might also be a vex thing, or maybe flying just left the skin colder? He couldn’t tell, all he knew was it was touching him, and uncomfortable, and he could hear his pulse hammering in his ears, and just past it, Scar talking again.
“I mean, you sure look hale and healthy, but it’s worth checking in on, right?” Scar was walking with him, leading him down the road a few steps. Ren couldn’t remember when he let go of the harness. Scar patted his chest with the arm that wasn’t wrapped around his neck, blue eyes swirling like whirlpools, “Gotta make sure Doc’s crew is doing well, yes we do! Speaking of, where is he? You didn’t leave him all by himself at the farm did you?”
All by himself. That sounded like a threat. Was it supposed to be? That sounded like a vex thing, threatening people by stating the obvious, like pointing out a mistake. Ren opened his mouth to say something and only managed a couple stuttered syllables. Scar was still smiling at him, but not in the expectant way of someone trying to hold a conversation.
“I - I mean - he - he’s got Vigenere with him,” Ren finally managed to strangle out, “So, you know - he’s fine.”
“The goat?” Scar flashed him a smirk that would have been amused on anyone without spinning eyes or knifing teeth. He laughed, a close-lipped, piping noise that was a bit too loud to be a giggle, “What’s a goat gonna do? But we weren’t talking about him, we were talking about you.”
“Me?”
“Yes you, who else?” Scar finally slipped his arm out from around his shoulder and turned to face him head-on, “The fall off the cart, remember? Jeez, maybe you hit your head a little harder than I thought you did - I’m surprised you didn’t throw out your back over a fall like that! And you got right back up like a trooper! You’re sure made of sturdy stuff, huh?”
“I mean yeah, I guess?” Ren was starting to come to his senses, or at the very least the initial shock wave of panic was starting to wear off, “I - can I help you, gentlemen?”
Cub landed on the ground then, chuckling, “Don’t mind Scar. He just likes to talk.”
“Excuse you! I’m the best at talking, thank you very much. I think Ren was enjoying the conversation, weren’t you Ren?”
“I-”
Cub sunk a hand into his pocket and sidled up to Beaufort, holding his other hand out for the goat to sniff. Then he scratched the top of the goat’s head, easing it into his presence a bit, “We’re just here to escort you out of the valley.”
Gem laughed a little too loudly, “Oh, we really don’t need-”
“Nonsense! We insist,” Scar crowed brightly, walking backwards up the path and motioning for them to follow. Ren was surprised he didn't trip over his own feet, “Like I said! Gotta make sure Doc’s crew stays safe, right? What with how pleasant you folks are. Very neighborly! Right Cub?”
“Right, neighborly,” Cub gave Ren a closed-mouth smile, and it was at least a little less unsettling than Scar’s. The intentionality of it wasn’t lost on him though.
“You keep, uh, saying that,” Gem edged closer to Ren and they began walking hesitantly up the road again, Cub leading Beaufort for them with an easy smile, “The keeping us safe thing. Which we really do appreciate but uh - is there something wrong?”
“Wrong? Nothing’s wrong! What would make you think that?” Scar laughed, and Ren realized he sounded… nervous? Or maybe like he was lying. Or maybe both.
“Did Doc not tell you guys about the creature sightings?” Cub cut in cooly, “We assumed he’d pass the word around.”
“Well… we’ve been a little busy getting packed for the trip,” Gem pointed out, “And we kinda figured whatever it was would be blown over by the time we got back. The full moon’s coming up you know - monsters get kinda weird around then. But they’re always back to normal afterwards.”
“We don’t think the moon is part of it,” Cub said, taking a moment to pat Beauford’s neck. The movement seemed cautious. Ren wondered if he’d ever touched a goat before, “I mean, the moon tends to bring out shapeshifters and the like, and whatever this is, it’s been in a weird shape to begin with.”
“A weird shape with wings, right?” Ren asked, “Sounds like another vex to me, my dudes.”
“We would know if there was another vex around here,” Cub shrugged, and he nodded up to Scar, who was walking far ahead of them by now, marveling at the woodlands around them like he’d never taken a pleasant morning stroll before. Maybe he hadn’t. Ren didn’t know a lot about the vex, to be quite honest. He had no desire to.
“You guys have like, a vex radar or something?” Ren laughed nervously.
“Something like that,” Cub gave him a smile that was all teeth, “Besides, if it were another vex, we’d see the aftermath before we saw the vex, if you catch my drift.”
“Y-yeah, we’re picking up what you’re putting down, my dude,” Ren stuttered, the wave of panic that had rushed from him earlier slowly creeping its way up his back again. It settled like ice in his chest, and he wondered if that’s why Scar felt so cold. It was just a vex thing, seeping panic everywhere.
“You guys haven’t had any goats go missing, have you?” Cub asked smoothly, like he hadn’t noticed Ren’s stutter, or how closely him and Gem were walking together, still keeping a steady guiding hand on their goat’s harness, “Kids, especially, something a little easier to carry off? Any chickens caught by foxes recently, maybe, when you haven’t seen any fox tracks around?”
Ren’s throat was dry again, so instead of speaking he just shook his head. His mind was starting to pick apart Cub’s sentences again, looking for threats. He couldn’t imagine a vex the size of Cub being able to lift Beauford into the sky, but Cub talked like maybe he could. How strong were vex, really? Doc said they were magic. Doc had a lot to say about vex. Like how sharp their claws were. How messy they could be in action. Ren never saw Scar or Cub carry anything on them other than a bow. Maybe that’s all they needed. Cub didn’t seem to have a bow on him now. That seemed intentional.
“Awesome, that’s awesome,” Cub was saying, his voice still quietly pleasant, intentionally disarming, “Well hey, just keep an eye out, alright? And we’ll keep an eye on you, too, obviously. That’s what we’re here for, after all. We’re here for your protection. You, and all the folks in the valley.”
He winked at them, “But we do play favorites sometimes, to the folks who are kind to us.”
“R-right. Right, thank you,” Ren stammered belatedly, his words tumbling out of him like so many dropped emeralds from a split coin purse, “We uh, we appreciate it, really.”
“Don’t mention it,” Cub let go of Beauford’s harness and slipped his hands back in his pockets. He stretched his wings and said, “Well, I can tell we’re making you a little uncomfortable, so we’ll follow you from a distance, yeah? Just holler if you need anything.”
With one sturdy flap of his jagged wings, Cub lifted off into the sky, catching an updraft and following it into the blue. Scar, still ahead of them by several paces, watched him fly off. He unfolded his own wings, the sunlight highlighting their blue-gray into something closer to purple. It streamed through the holes and tears on the edges of his wings. Ren had to wonder how many of the scrapes and scars were from clumsiness, and how many from violence. There were three conspicuous tears on his left wing that looked like they had to be from the claws of some monster. Scar flapped upwards, swelling towards the sky a bit more awkwardly, but eventually managing to catch the same updraft and go gliding into the blue. Soon the two vex were a pair of dots in the sky, hard to distinguish from any other passing bird.
Ren realized his hands were shaking.
“You know, they really are quite pleasant, aren’t they?” Gem said, a hand on her chest like she was trying to still her own frantic heartbeat. She looked exhausted, and her words were breathless like she’d been running, “I mean, whenever Scar strings three words together everything gets dizzy, and Cub is, honestly, kinda terrifying. But I really think they’re at least trying to be friendly.”
“Well if friendly on vex looks like that,” Ren stammered, running a hand through his hair and pulling up short when he remembered it was tied back in a bun, and the nervous habit would yank it free, “I don’t want to know what unfriendly looks like. You don’t think they’re gonna turn back and hurt Doc, do you?”
“Why would they?”
“They’re vex.”
Gem looked up at the sky, “They like Doc?”
“Scar was talking about Doc being left alone, Gem.”
Gem considered that for a moment. Honestly she thought about it a bit longer than Ren wanted her to, like she had to actively make up her mind on whether she thought the vex were dangerous (they were) and planning on hurting Doc while they were gone (they might). Finally she said, “I think… even if they wanted to hurt Doc, they really couldn’t, because everyone would know it was them. And that breaks the baron’s contract. Which would start another war. And the baron doesn’t like war. And even if they did decide to try something anyway…”
Gem shrugged, “Doc can handle himself. And like you said, he’s got Vigenere.”
“And like Scar said,” Ren pressed, though when Gem started walking, he followed her, “What’s a goat going to do?”
“Any goat? Nothing. Vigenere?” Gem laughed, “I think she’d probably kill a vex to keep Doc safe. Or at least headbutt them really, really hard.”
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20 Questions Game
I’ve been tagged by @sssammich and it’s hard to say no to sssammich. It has nothing to do with the fact that I am procrastinating on something. Not at all.
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
Currently 14
2. What’s your total AO3 words count?
348,153 (most of those are one fic – 234,645)
3. What fandoms do you write for?
At present, just Supercorp, but I do have an unfinished Wynonna Earp fic in the mix.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
1) Home (part of a series)
2) Conversations (continuation of series above)
3) Carterhaugh-Wood Academy (CWA – Fae AU)
4) I Wish it Was Me
5) Kiss Me in the Rain
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Absolutely! I try to respond to all comments because anyone that takes the time to read my work and let me know they did is worth my time. I value and appreciate the comments.
6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
HA. Well, I don’t write a lot of angsty stuff. I am working on venturing into some angst since I tend to lean more into fluffy stories with a few twists. Hopefully I will be branching out into some angst with happy ending type stories. We shall see.
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Tough to say…LOL. So far, all of mine have happy endings. I have one that is open-ended because I am planning a sequel, but yeah…pick one. :)
8. Do you get hate on fics?
So far, not really. I did get a mildly rude comment once, but overall, everyone has been kind.
9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?
Yes. I’m not sure how I would classify it? It’s not strictly vanilla, but not too adventurous either. At least not yet? It’s a work in progress. I’m still finding my footing in that arena. ;)
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
Not exactly? My fae AU has Diana Prince and Felicity Smoak as secondary characters, but I think that’s the only one that I’ve brought in from outside the show. I’m not opposed to writing them, it just hasn’t been part of any ideas yet.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Hmmm, not that I am aware of…
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Also not that I am aware of…though I would be flattered and honored if asked.
13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?
One that has been published already – no. I am co-writing one with some friends right now though (@lovesastateofmind1 & @chaotic-super - I'm looking at you).
14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?
Supercorp, hands down. There hasn’t been another ship that has grabbed me by the neck like they have.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?
HA – Easy. My Wynonna Earp fic. Unfortunately, I lost the momentum/interest in it and have no plans to get back to it.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Ummm, descriptive writing, creating imagery? Not sure.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Getting too far into the minutiae of things, being impatient with story development.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
I haven’t done a lot of it. I used a version of combined Irish & Scottish Gaelic in CWA – Fae AU and haven’t used it much since. It was fun to do though and I will likely use it in another WIP I have brewing.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Wynonna Earp. I was very late to the world of fanfiction and fandoms, but really enjoy it.
20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?
That is a very difficult one to answer. I say it would be a close race between the Home Series and CWA. I think I am most proud of CWA.
No pressure to anyone I tag to answer. Love and light, y’all!
@trashpandato @spaceman-earthgirl @someoneyouloved93 @whatawks
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9!
9. What is your favorite dialogue you’ve written so far?
since i did this one for catfic, i'll do it for sadfic this time. i'll put it below a cut because the subject matter is very heavy. trigger warning for discussion of a prior attempted suicide
“Dad took the gun and left the house. He came back just a few minutes later without it. I asked him what he did with it and he said he threw it into the river.” Hawkeye’s voice was ragged and wobbly, barely audible. “I told him, I told him, ‘Dad, that was Mrs. Goldman’s husband’s gun, she’s going to wonder where it went,’ and he just said he’d pay her back for it, he couldn’t stand to have it anyw-” he choked, “–anywhere near us, and burst into tears.” Hawkeye’s mouth worked soundlessly for a moment as the tears finally started to roll down his cheeks. “I never saw my dad cry like that before. Not even when Mom died.”
#ask#thebreakfastgenie#fic ask meme#the sadfic (working title)#my writing#suicide /#i won't be offended if you don't read the excerpt haha
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I'm me so I will of course ask about "Interiority" for the WIP Ask Meme!
LOL haha you WISH this was something deep but actually it's just a dumb pun name for a fic I started where wangxian meet when LWJ is an architect and WWX is a carpenter working on fixing up an old building 🤷♀️ WWX will have a succession of coffee mugs with humorous slogans on them.
I'm reading it over now and I really like what I have. I think the problem is that I don't have a conflict in mind. I think I was going to have it be sort of driven by the project that they're doing but I didn't have concrete ideas about that. I'd like to get back to it at some point.
Small chunk of the beginning:
The heat of the morning settles over Lan Zhan like a suffocating blanket the moment he steps out of the car’s air conditioned bubble. Following his brother inside, he notes that there’s exterior work in progress, as indicated by the pop-up sunshade set up in the side yard, sheltering a table saw and an assortment of lumber and tools. A travel mug emblazoned “FUNCLE: the Fun Uncle” is sitting on the saw, but there’s nobody there.
Inside, they introduce themselves to Wen Qing, the director of the community center, and Wen Ning, her assistant and brother. Also in attendance is a small boy, perhaps four years old, who is dashing from room to room and exclaiming to himself, clearly involved in some game of his own while the grown-ups are talking. Wen Qing explains briefly what they’d like to do with the space, and then Lan Zhan goes to get started on taking measurements while Xichen discusses it with her in more depth.
The building itself is an old Victorian boarding house, once rather grand, now crumbling slowly to bits in what has become an economically depressed neighborhood. It’s a pity to see it going the way of so many fine old houses, riddled with the dismal alterations made by various owners over the years. All the interior trim, which would originally have been rich natural wood, is gummed over with an incredibly thick layer of drippy semi-gloss paint. The kitchen is a mess of cheap MDF cabinets and fluorescent lighting. The lyrical proportions of the once grand entry hall have been annihilated by someone building a wall to create a storage closet. Lan Zhan hopes this project can remedy at least some of those ills, although admittedly much of it is more of a carpentry and finishing issue than an architectural one.
When he steps out to photograph the exterior, there are work sounds coming from the sunshade, the clack of lumber and the intermittent whine of the saw. Also a voice — Jiang Wanyin’s carpenter is singing to himself. Singing and…rapping, and unselfconsciously beatboxing.
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for the WIP title ask meme: Gordo at the picnic!
(for this fic ask meme)
So one thing I think about, every time I rewatch (or even think about) seasons 1 and 2, and especially that killer scene between Tracy and Ed in his office in 2.2, is how Tracy never really gets a fair shot at being an equal at NASA -- not because Gordo is already an astronaut but because, by the time she shows up as an ASCAN, all of her future colleagues have long since been conscripted into knowing the open secret of Gordo's "shenanigans" (to use Margo's word.) And it's so interesting to hold that together with how Gordo is so supportive of her in so many ways -- deep ways! real ways! -- and yet I can't quite believe that he's capable of giving up all of his asshole habits to make room for her as an equal, even though he's doing that in other ways that would probably be harder for a lot of other men.
Anyway, this is a not-quite-a-story-yet set at one of those backyard picnics shortly after the four female ASCANs get their pins, and the aim is to capture some of those tensions. I don't have much other than notes, but what I do have is below the cut:
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“Hey Gordo,” Deke called across the patio, “will you come help me with the burgers?”
It wasn’t an order, but that didn’t mean Gordo wouldn’t catch hell on Monday if he blew it off. He turned back to Chloe, grinning. “Duty calls. But hey, maybe I’ll talk to you later?”
“Sure,” she said, showing off those dimples again.
Gordo joined Deke behind the grill, where Deke was piling up grilled burgers onto a paper plate. The whole right side of the grill was open, so Gordo picked up the package of beef rounds and began laying them out like tiles.
“Gordo, you gotta stop doing that,” Deke said quietly, after a minute.
Gordo didn’t let his smile change. “Doing what, Deke?”
Deke glared down at the grill then turned to look at him. “Chatting up the other guys’ wives.”
“Just being friendly,” he said evenly.
“You friendly like that with the new astronauts? Or just their wives?”
“Okay.” Gordo lifted his hands defensively. “Hands off Wayne Cobb, I promise. Look, Deke, it’s not anything. Lambert’s a cool guy.”
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🤣 Easily done @kissme-withyour-cherrylipstick Let's have a look!
43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?
I keep getting tempted with a modern Merthur AU, very much inspired by Horsecrazy's fantastic modern AUs. Idiots in love. best friends pining. That sort of thing!
51. Does what you like to write differ from what you like to read?
Probably the biggest difference is I've never got on brilliantly well with multiple PoVs in novels, but in fanfic, I do tend to write that way 🤣 I'm perhaps also a bit more adventurous in my reading than my writing at times!
Thanks for the questions, and if anyone else wants to ask, the meme is here
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21. If you wrote a "missing scene" for Dangerous Dreams, what would it be?
Ooooh, I had quite a few thoughts swirling around but I think the most interesting character/world-building missing scene would be during the days Din was knocked out after the events at the Imperial mining camp on Tatooine. It would be a fun exercise in examining the immediate fallout of that mining camp's existence/destruction on the residents of Mos Pelgo/Freetown, on Boba and Fennec's own operations, and on Luke and Grogu. I might even use this opportunity to lay down the groundworks for future events/callbacks.
Play ask games, win ask prizes!
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20 questions game
got tagged by @nostradamus0 so i shall now answer it all instead of doing my homework due in like 3 hours it's fine
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
lol 115
2. What’s your total AO3 words count?
so technically 685,515 (but i've co-written some stuff so if we're talking purely my words then it's probably closer to maybe around 630k or so?? idk man)
3. What fandoms do you write for?
currently? mayakuro, supercorp, and bumbleby, but i won't hesitate to write for a fandom off the cuff lol (if you ever take a gander at my fic list you'll see)
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Closest I Get (victorious, jade/tori)
evergreen (supercorp)
not for nothing (supercorp)
one way or another (supercorp)
catching sunrise (revue starlight, maya/claudine)
lmaoo supercorp numbers feel insane to me (considering how i've been chillin in smaller fandoms. like closest i get was posted 11years and 2days ago and it's now only 26 kudos ahead of evergreen)
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
hell yeah! i would say i've answered 90% of my comments there are some random stragglers i know i've missed over the years for sure, but i try to respond when i can!
6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
uh omg i mean i don't typically dabble in angsty endings? i'm a happy/hopeful ending kinda gal. i did have santana die in this one fic but it ended hopefully, and then i also had maya and claudine not end up together, but it was also not bad?? idk if i've ever thought of an angsty ending that feels like a good pay off for having been put through the paces ig
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
the vast majority of my fics are happy endings so idk, pick any of them tbh LOL
8. Do you get hate on fics?
not really, no. i've been most fortunate that people have been very nice in the comments.
9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?
listen i am trying to get into my smut era and i keep being delayed so it's only a matter of time but it's probably just regular vanilla smut lbr
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
i have written ONE (1) crossover and it's incomplete. in general, i cannot possibly fathom crossing over fandoms, they feel very contained and separate in my head so not really
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
haha yes! i remember someone messaged me that my jori fic, Closest I get, was stolen and put into wattpad but then used for a 5th harmony rpf story LMAO
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
no but if someone did i would be honored
13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?
haha yeah, i'm co-writing now! there's this kara/lena/sam i've dubbed throuple fic with chaotic-super and then my friend maddy and i continue to ruminate on a revue starlight modern AU where the sad girls are sad. and then also like there's a since abandoned alex/tobin rpf back in the woso days LOL
14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?
girl we're not doing this
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?
omg i have this one once upon a time/pitch perfect ruby/aubrey crossover i did try to write back in the day and i reread it in the last six months and it was Not Terrible but idk where that shit would even go now at this rate
also i've retired many WIPs over the years
16. What are your writing strengths?
uh god idk maybe dialogue, pacing, atmospheric setting
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
absolutely writing the middle and thinking of the connective tissues that would tie everything together
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
i do not have thoughts LOL
at this point, i think it depends? like if there's something more to be gained with it being in that other language, then i'll write it in. but if not, i just italicize it and say they said it in that other language and keep it moving LOL
19. First fandom you wrote for?
god uh probably some super early hermione/ginny back in middle school and then All My Children bianca/maggie back in high school (when there were forums to join and pretend you're not a child) but those things are not posted
20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?
can there ever be just ONE favorite fic at this point in my life? can't say at this point especially with how often i've jumped fandoms and stuff but i guess in recent writing, i'd say:
not for nothing, don't touch me (touch me more), catching sunrise, and tether
honestly they all gave me so much headaches (affectionate??) but i feel like they're some of my best writing atp
no pressure tags! @lovesastateofmind1 @fyonahmacnally @chaotic-super @fazedlight @inkedroplets and anybody else?? who wants to! live ur life ur truth etc etc and answer ask memes
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