#technically I wrote this chapter three months ago

[mostlydeadallday]

so uh. *clears throat* chapter 18 of Lost Kin is going well

#elletalks #mywriting #technically I wrote this chapter three months ago #but I had to come back and make it worse #lost kin fic

[stellisketches]

Random MCD Headcanons that have nothing to do with anything (Part 5???)

Sorry I haven't made any real posts in forever. My drawing phone broke and college has been a bitch so i haven't really gotten the chance to make anything (though I finally made some more progress on the next chapter of my rewrite). In any case, please accept this next installment of head canons I wrote like 10 months ago and completely forgot about in lieu of anything that requires actual talent. Love y'all:

Laurance lost an incisor tooth in a fistfight when he was 19

When he got turned into a shadowknight it grew back, now he purposefully goes out of his way to loose teeth just cause he knows he can grow back an unlimited supply

Hayden has a cat named Bog Butter. He’s the color of butter and he found him in the bog. 

Vylad’s favorite vegetable is avocado

There are three major guard academies in Ru’aun: one in O’Khasis, one in Scaleswind, and one in Bright Port. 

Bright Port’s is the largest and most well known

O’Khasis’ is the most prestigious

Scaleswind’s academy is the most difficult

The bare minimum age to join is 14, though most people join between 16-19

Every guard must have a minimum of 2 years training to earn the actual title of Guard, however to serve in O’Khasis you need a minimum of 4 and for Scaleswind a minimum of 5. 

Part of that training includes apprenticeship, so they do get some in-field experience with their mentors (think unpaid intern)

Technically you can train for up to 8 years, however most people only train for 2-5.

Garroth was in academy for 3-4 (although to be fair he had been trained in sword fighting since he was like 9)

Laurance went for 5 years and Dante went for 6 ½ 

Dante lied about his age when he enlisted though

He was barely thirteen

Both went to the Bright Port Academy however they were in different divisions at different times since Dante is younger, so they really only saw each other in passing and never actually talked to one another

The only personal interaction they ever had was one time at the academy Laurance was trying to get back to his dorm after a night of copious drinking and partying and could barely walk out the front door of the bar. Dante (who was pretty tipsy himself) ended up half-carrying back to Laurance’s dorm before going back to his own. Neither of them remember this. 

Katelyn’s two older brothers’ names are Kaj and Khareem

Khareem is the oldest, then Kaj, then Katelyn, then Kacey

Occasionally, when he is absolutely, positively, 100% sure he is alone, Zane will sing to himself sometimes

Dante once did a Zane impression in front of everyone and Garroth got so freaked out by how realistic it sounded he made Dante swear he’d never do that voice around him again. 

The worst argument Kenmur and Emmalyn ever had during their marriage was whether their system was heliocentric or geocentric (Kenmur argued the former and Emmalyn argued the latter)

In most colleges across Ru’Aun, there is usually some statue of Enki that students will leave offerings to before their big exams

Offerings vary, but it’s usually something like food, money, trinkets, or paper. It varies on how important the exam/how desperate the students are

Kenmur went to one of these colleges for a few years

One time he fell asleep the night before his final exam and he woke up like an hour before his exam was supposed to take place and in a fit of panic he dumped his entire wallet in front of the statue. He passed with flying colors.

One time at the Narhakan college someone left a life-sized horse statue made out of gold. No one has any idea where it came from or who left it. It’s become kind of an urban legend among all the colleges

Zenix never learned how to read and by god he isn’t about to wimp out now

Garroth tried to teach him once and it… did not go well

Let’s just say Garroth still owes Emmalyn a book from that incident. And a new table. 

Zianna came from the same region that Esmund was native to

Katelyn absolutely despises the feeling of sand in her shoes

Dmitri and Nekoette raided the Bright Port guard academy kitchen the first night they got sworn in

Dmitri also had to go to the infirmary after getting shot in the arm by one of Nekoette’s loose arrows

Laurance can play the piano and used to play it at some of the taverns in Meteli

Levin and Malachi both know a good bit of Elvish thanks to spending so much time in Yggdrasil

They switch to Elvish for the majority of their arguments

#garroth ro'meave #aphmau #zane ro'meave #minecraft diaries #mcd #minecraft diaries headcanons #aphmau mcd #mcd garroth #mcd laurance #romeave lore #mcd vylad #vylad ro'meave #laurance mcd #laurance zvahl #mcd dante #dante mcd #mcd katelyn #mcd lore #mcd aphmau #aphmau shalashaska #garroth romeave #zianna ro'meave #levin mcd #malachi mcd #esmund the protector

[reachartwork]

THE "HALF A YEAR OF CHUM" GIVEAWAY

With the release of Chapter 62 ("Ten Grays") and the end of Arc/Book 4 ("Exorcism"), I can now safely say that I have definitely released about half a year of Chum. Actually, double checking, 180 days ago was 9 days after the first chapter of Chum, so, yes. Half a year!

Writing Chum has been one of the most exhausting and rewarding experiences of my life, and I was that dude that wrote a single Homestuck ficlet a day, iirc of at least 1000 words, for 365 days (it was awful, don't seek it out). But it's all worth it for the opportunity to bring the dreams and ideas I've had locked in my head for more than half my life to life, in one way or another, and the reception Chum has received (for the most part) has only made me even excited to share Samantha Small's journey with you.

So I'm giving the joy back.

My Christmas bonus finally went through the other day and I'm not in dire financial straits. And I like giveaways. I'm not doing much else with the money besides meds and food anyway. So, here are the rules, they are very simple.

#1 - Reblog this post (technically optional but appreciated nonetheless) #2 - Create some Fan Media (extremely nebulous) about Chum. If you have not actually read Chum, first, why not, secondly, you should do that. #3 - Reblog this post with your Fan Media attached and Me Tagged or I will not know that you entered. #4 - In a month (February 16th 2024) I will pick a couple of winners. The person who made my favorite thing will earn $200. The person who made my second favorite thing will earn $100. If the Chumcord deems it so then they can nominate some honorable mentions that may receive smaller minor prizes, assuming we have, like, more than three entries to begin with. The more people that enter the more minor prizes I can justify spending money on.

Alright, that's all! It's 6 AM so I'm going to bed now.

Don't forget! Teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth blood blood blood. Good night!

#not art

[stephsycamore]

Hello friends. Yet another post on a topic literally no one here signed up for but the blog is about my hyperfixation of the month so here we are

I have been reading dramione. I know in my last post i said i was ki da over dramione after a couple of fics because i find the pairing too toxic but i only kinda lied because i have just reread the like 4 dramione fics i found and liked and now i will review them. Technically i have read/started more than 4 but i won't be commenting on fics i didn't like because that isn't fair to the writers.

The first one was manacled. Which i know what a fucking reintroduction to the fandom. But i am no young newbie. I used to read and rewrite A LOT of harry potter fic and while its still fuck jk rowling, she doesn't financially benefit from fic and i heard years ago that she doesn't like fic so. I hope its all a big fuck u to her.

Anyway, manacled. Wow!!! What the fuck???? It has lived rent free in my head ever since. I literally cannot stop thinking about it. If ever i reentered the harry potter fic world let it be known that it would be so i can write fanfic of this fanfic. A couple points - manacled is kinda overly long and would benefit from an editor/beta reader, but I heard senlinyu wrote it on her phone while nursing a baby and just???? Idk what her day job is, but that woman needs to be doing creative writing mfas, writers workshops, residencies, whatever. That is extraordinary creative talent.

I think the first part with hermione in the manor was a bit overly long and too torture porn ish. A lot of the scenes bordered into the unnecessarily gratituous. But overall, it was well plotted, well written, and gut wrenching. The last section takes my breath away

The second fic i read was Remain Nameless. And while i kinda don't love smut (it makes me a little uncomfy) i think remain nameless is a perfrct example of fanfic as a genre. Within fic, there are obviously genres, but there are stylistic elements and things that I think makes fanfiction a genre in itself. Remain Nameless is an exploration of character that goes beyond the confines of conventional or traditionally publish-able story structure. It is too long, too drawn out, too indulgent to be a traditionally published story. If i swap out the names and details in Manacled or Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in love (up next) out, its a probably close to a stand alone novel, but Remain Nameless relies on you knowing and already caring about Draco and Hermione. I don't mean that disparagingly at all, I just think sometimes people don't realize that fanfic should be different from traditionally published novels and that is a benefit of the genre. I think Remain Nameless is great. Its an indulgent, fluffy read that takes two broken people and slowly puts them back together again. Its like a hug in book format.

My next one is DMATMOOBIL!! I loved this one. And the author??? You cannot convince me that this fic was not written by someone with literal years of publishing experience in contemporary romance. No way. Its too good. Not just in a good writing way. Manacled is good in an unfiltered, raw talent way, but DMATMOOBIL is polished. The plot is perfectly structured and then each chapter within that is perfectly structured. I loved it. It wad witty, funny, heartfelt, and exciting. Not sure what more I can say about it. It reads like published fiction both in its polish and readability, and I think of all the fics I read has the best worldbuilding. It is truly exciting to read about the possibilities of magical and muggle science colliding in this book and bringing their world to the 21st century.

The last fic i read was Green Light by SereneMusafir. I thought it was so good but would benefit from being split into two maybe even three books. Green Light features a journalist coming to interview Draco many years after the events of the book, so that kinda complicates splitting it up, but as it stands, the story parts are too vast and thematically disparate to be one book. The first part has Draco and Hermione on an expedition in the desert to find a archeological myth and the writing is extraoridinary. Its poetic and cinematic. But I think at times it all tries to do too much. Like I said, the whole thing needs to be split up but each chapter also needs to be a bit shorter. Again, I don't mean cutting content, but rather restructuring. As it is, I read an incredible scene, but then there's like 5 more scenes of something else, and by the time I'm at the end of the chapter, I've kinda forgotten what amazing prose I read earlier on. Things get lost in this way. Beautiful passages buried.

I think two or three books would also allow each thematic section to be explored better. Idk i thought about this one a lot. I likely will not reread Green Light the way I have reread the others on this list, but other than Manacled, it is the one I think about most. Its the most ambitious plot wise and it kinda got lost in that ambition but I think it has so much potential and was over all very good.

Anyway. That is the end to this book review no one asked for. I will likely not be reading more dramione. So here ends that brief of excellent phase.

#dramione #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #harry pottet fanfic #dramione fic #draco malfoy #hermione granger #manacled #senlinyu #remain nameless #heyjude19 #draco malfoy and the mortifying ordeal of being in love #isthisselfcare #dmatmoobil #green light #serenemusafir

[therentyoupay]

HELLO ♡✨

i had a pretty wild two months in that i fell into a job that i wasn’t expecting but couldn’t turn down because it was GREAT, LOW-STRESS MONEY, so overall it was WONDERFUL. but it did result in less writing time than anticipated, naturally. plus, family and friends came and stayed with us for a while, which also resulted in less writing time—not to mention, all of this took place while i was wrapping up writing a paper that will convert into my (second) master’s thesis 😅 so it was pretty wild these past few weeks!! on that note, serious shoutout to @sunshinemellow-fic for being super knowledgeable and cool and having amazing insights into data analysis and python 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏✨

BUT i have been writing like a FIEND these past few days, and accidentally got sucked into writing a brand new one-shot based off the “three-word sentences” prompt post that i reblogged like a week or so ago, which was only supposed to be for drabbles, so i’m clearly back on my bullshit again BUT

i’ve got the next that one night chapter 95% written, my random-ass jelsa one-shot (thank you @aicosu lmao) like 80% written, and i’m off to the beach this weekend, so maybe i’ll finally write for frosted sea glass~!

now that i’m in glorious DisserLand, i’ll only be going to campus once every other week or so, and i shall hopefully return to the days of 2015 when i wrote over 150K words of fic in like under a year, in addition to writing my (first) master’s thesis… only this time i have a home office instead of panera 😂 (but for the sake of caffe mochas i suppose i could also still, technically, go to panera, lol)

HOPE YOU ALL ARE WELL AND WRITINGGG ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨💕💕💕✨✨✨✨💕💕✨✨💕

#therentyoupay personal #therentyoupay writes

[agirlandherquill]

(This is alwri-tes because you can't send an ask from a sideblog oof-) Your writing snippets are sooo good! Are they part of a larger story? If so, what is the overview of this story?

allow me to just make sure my quill's filled with ink - oh, it is? right then, here I go,

hi! thank you so much for asking this - and to answer it, yes, my writing snippets are part of a larger story (or in my case two, which I will explain momentarily) - before joining tumblr about two months ago i had never heard someone use the term 'writing snippets' except for myself, so thank you writeblr for the giggle it gives me every time i see it - anywho, moving on to the larger story, well technically stories;

there are two novels from which i take snippets and post:

'Ruin's Reprisal' - the posts that include the title and usually a chapter number stem from this

The second is 'A Deal of Daggers' - this one is a little trickier for me to reference a chapter seeing as i'm in the stage of what I like to call joyful chaos, I have a scrivener document stuffed to the brim with snippets, some short, others significantly larger, as you can probably tell from the varying lengths of my posts; I haven't yet gotten around to writing this novel in order, seeing as I'm undergoing a complete rewrite of what was an incomplete manuscript (an incomplete 500-paged manuscript, may i add), but I'm slowly getting around to doing so,

and to respond to the second question - the overviews: Ruin's Reprisal is undergoing edits at the moment, i'm roughly on chapter 7/42, but in terms of plot it's there, it's all good to go and eager to be spilled from the confines of my mind and the very large scrivener doc (I'm at 210k words at this moment in time), and so without further ado, the overview:

'Disgrace. Servant. Murderer.

Three people with nothing in common, except that they were wronged.

And now, they’re willing to do whatever it takes to make things right. Which means taking the one thing that their society rests on; its sins, its saints, its deaths and broken dreams.

The unlikely band of criminals are going to steal the crown.

Everything depends on one heist. Take the crown. Free themselves.

Will any of them survive? Or will they fall to the country that took everything from them? 

Only time will tell.

And they’re running out of it.'

incredibly vague I know, but it's a little blurb i enjoyed coming up with, and as for the plot, well, that's slowly unravelling itself on Tumblr, as and when I find myself with the time to write, but one day hopefully I'll be an indie author - knowing me i'll stick the novel on ao3, (wouldn't be the first time), or if I get incredibly lucky, a published one,

but truth be told, 'Ruin's Reprisal' has grown up with me, it's been a labour of love since around 2019 I believe, it's undergone many, many changes, and I only completed the first draft as part of nanowrimo last year (and then some, I completed the full draft on New Year's Eve which was funny timing) and it's a story of loss, of growth, discovery and new beginnings - something that relates a little to the likes of youth itself, and there are moments in this story when the characters lose it, and in all honesty, I did too, but it's thriving and I hope to complete the novel by the summer (a rather ambitious deadline I might add, not to mention the many I've tried and surpassed long ago),

and as for 'A Deal of Daggers', i came up with the idea a couple of years ago, I wanted to write something a little darker than 'Ruin's Reprisal', with characters that had more matureness, more rawness to their beings, I craved a story that left me clinging to my keyboard for dear life at times as I wrote it and in many ways, it has. Even though it's a skeleton idea, it has cemented its place in my heart for eternity, and the more I write the more I come to love it and the characters, Reid and Isolde, to name the main few.

As for the overview, well, as I mentioned before it's in a state of joyful chaos, but, I can tell you it involves a contract, a murder, a betrayal, treason and of course danger - dangers of the heart included, because who doesn't adore a little tension every now and then?

and as a final note I'd like to say thank you, not only for asking this but for liking my writing too, this goes to everyone who has seen my posts and enjoyed them - there's nothing nicer than knowing that not only do I enjoy something that I do, but others enjoy it too,

and so I will send this off into the world of writeblr and disappear back into the fever-dream of life, scrivener, chaos and music forever playing in my ears,

~ A Girl and Her Quill

#writeblr #writing #creative writing #fiction #novel #writer #writinganovel #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #writer things

[stergeon]

🌻💡💌

🌻 How often do you read your own fics?

uh well immediately after i post a fic, i re-read it like three times because, inevitably, i will find a zillion mistakes i somehow missed in my previous fifty rounds of editing. then i will be unable to look at the piece for a month or two. after that i’ll remember it exists and do another round of edits. usually this is the most extensive edit as i’ve had enough time away from the work to realize where and how i was talking out my ass. sorry to anyone who reads my stuff before this happens lmaoooo i hope it’s stomachable!!

after that, i can (usually) bear to look at the fic again and i’ll remember i wrote it for me and that’s why it contains all kinds of stuff i like lol. i’ll re-read and do nitpicky edits maybe once a month or so. more if i’m proud of it.

💡How many WIPs do you currently have?

ummmmm. let’s see. in no particular order, i’ve got a good chunk of progress goin’ on these right now:

the victors; the vestiges. chapter four is so close to being done but i have to keep touching it and touching it.

recognition chapter 3. this chapter is technically smut, but rather unsexy smut. twin character studies in a smut wrapper. apologies to anyone who’s subscribed to that as i have no idea if i’ll ever be brave enough to publish it.

yet-untitled edeleth smut that is purely about sex for sex’s sake. i’m having too much fun with this one

very angsty fic about byleth’s first days in enbarr

morrowind reincarnation-slash-modern au

a way too ambitious nerevoryn fic i’ll don’t think i will ever finish

that casphardt fic i promised you ten thousand years ago OOPS!!!!!

i’m also dreaming about doing a political drama set in fhirdiad just after the war but i’m not sure if i have the brain or historical chops to pull it off. maybe someday.

💌 Is there a favorite trope you like to write?

hmmm. i don’t think so? i really enjoy writing and exploring established relationships, but i wouldn’t say it’s necessarily my favorite as i enjoy writing non-romantic stuff, too. thematically, my favorite thing to write about is devotion. i’m pretty much always writing about devotion or grief (usually both).

#fe3h #fire emblem #tes #sterge.eml #charlesworthy #thank you to the OG for the ask 🙏🙏🙏😤😤😤😤 you are dope as fuck my friend #a real one #everybody go read charlesworthy’s stuff #hir fics are so fucking good #imagine if i finished that casphardt fic. what then #i also am kicking around an edeleth modern au because i love office dramas and nasty powerful women in their thirties #and i have an outline for an edeleth-doropetra double date but no work on that yet #lastly i’ll Eventually have a new longfic in my series in the days after where we get some TWSITD action #that one is still an outline too but it’s marinatin!!!!!!! #not counting my failed locked tomb fics here as they are disappointments to me. #hopefully on my next re-read i’ll be a more careful study and figure out how to write that series in a way that pleases me #‘women’ isn’t a trope or theme but as long as i’m writing about women i’m having a good time

[trillscienceofficer]

First Sentence Tag Game

Rules: Share the first lines of your ten most recent fics and tag ten people.

Many thanks to @thegreatbajoranschismof2369 for tagging me!!

My most recent fic is technically one I can't talk about publicly yet (still unrevealed in a fanwork exchange event), but here are the first sentences of the other nine, from most to least recent:

Erano accampate da tre giorni su di un lastrone di roccia, poco sotto il Passo Ratosha. (Sotto il Passo Ratosha) this is a Kira/Dax fic I wrote in Italian, in which Kira and Jadzia are camped in the Dahkur Hills, among Kira's recollections of the Resistance. I've been meaning to write an English version of it for months; this sentence can be read as “They'd been camped for three days on a rock sheet, just under the Ratosha Pass.”

There is something not quite right with B’Elanna. (Even when I'm not, I am) a B'Elanna/Seven fic + established B'Elanna/Harry/Tom, my take on the aftermath of the shared consciousness plot from the Voyager novel “String Theory - Cohesion” by Jeffrey Lang (the first chapter is a quote from said novel, so I'm not counting it for the meme).

2230 hours is a good time as any to leave Quark’s, Kira figures. (Mistaken for Strangers) The latest entry in my longstanding Kira/Cretak series of fic that I started five years ago (damn does the time pass). In this one, Kira and Cretak have a secret affair on the station, and Kira is reminded of her old resistance cell.

The doorbell chimes and B’Elanna shoots up from the couch, her body as tense as a compressed spring. (Doing The Unstuck) This is from the 4.5k of B'Elanna/Seven smut I wrote last December—I do love coming up with physics-related images eheh

B’Elanna wakes up with a start, heart-rate spiking as her conscious mind informs her that what she’s hearing is the klaxon of a yellow alert and she needs to get up, get dressed and be out of her quarters. (Let's go back, let's go back and start again) This is from my ongoing B'Elanna/Seven + B'Elanna&Harry time loop fic which... I haven't updated in months but I haven't forgotten it either, I promise!

Harry lifts his mug up to his nose, brows furrowing. (Projecting) A mostly humorous B'Elanna/Seven fic, in which B'Elanna is dared to ask Seven to go bouldering together... they get into climbing (and into each other) more than B'Elanna could ever imagine.

“Did anyone see you getting here?” (Reset) The first B'Elanna/Seven fic I ever posted on AO3! Loved getting to write Seven's POV here, and exploring the messiness inherent in such a (secret) relationship.

Ezri’s first attempt to talk to Seven of Nine had every right to be in Dax’s top ten most awkward experiences. (Patterns of Interference) This is an Ezri/Seven fic set at Starfleet Academy immediately post-Voyager canon, and the first line is pretty indicative of what happens in the fic lol. I loved exploring how these two characters would cope with endings and the messiness of seeing their own 'found families' slowly disintegrate in front of their eyes.

The crew scatters in Discovery’s hallways in small groups, laughter and chatter echoing behind them. (Possession) A Star Trek: Discovery Keyla/Joann fic, a sort of 'episode aftermath' of 3x04 “Forget Me Not”, about the way the Keyla can't seem to cope with failure.

I tag @nebulouscoffee @worflesbian @cordrazine-official @mylittleredgirl @bumblingbabooshka and anyone else who feels like doing this meme (tag me in it so I can see it in that case—but also no pressure whatsoever about doing this!)

#tag memes #this list goes way back to 2020 because i don't actually post that much whoops #if you're thinking 'but does she mean me...?' the answer is YES do the meme and tag me in it

[tinyq]

Getting to Know You Tag Game

Thank you @eggbagelsjr so much for the tags! (And sorry I'm so late!!)

Three Ships: I wandered into the Dramione fandom in 2020. Before that I was pretty solidly in Draco/Ginny (Drinny), and dabbled in some Draco/Luna (Druna). (Yes, yes, I am aware there's a theme). But if I'm watching/engaging with something, I'm probably shipping someone with someone else...

First Ship: I was introduced to Sailor Moon at the ripe old age of 10, and fell in love with the idea of Usagi/Mamoru and became obsessed. (It also led me to read some things a 10 year old never should have read... I am so glad tagging is a thing now lol!)

Last Song: "Drastic Measures" by Sarah Slean. ❤

Last Movie: Haven't been watching many movies lately. We tried to watch The Mummy a few months ago, but our neighbour came and yelled at us because it was too loud... (Don't ask).

Currently Watching: I don't really watch anything other than Critical Role... (or Dimension 20 sometimes) but I'm a bit behind since July (and thus why I have not been posting any new art, because I usually only draw/colour while watching TTRPGs).

Currently Reading: Do textbooks count?? Do fanfics??? I haven't read a proper book since before I started my PhD... So, it's been a while... I think the last thing was A Discovery of Witches? But I had also read The Snow Queen series by Joan D. Vinge before that, and I really enjoyed it.

Last Thing I Wrote: Wrote and completed? I posted The Trouble with Mistletoe back in December 2021... But there are several half finished stories I've been pointedly ignoring.

Currently Writing: When I am not being a responsible adult and am instead taking a break from what I should be writing (which, you know, is technically being responsible: self-care is very important and writing for fun is part of my self-care), I am working on my current wip Light Me Up. I think I am currently editing chapter 76? Though I was also poking at chapter 95 as well this weekend...

Tagging: I feel like everyone has been tagged?? So, if you haven't been called upon to answer, and you happen to read this far, then I tag you!

#asks #tiny q #my life is chaos right now #but I'm muddling through

[umbracirrus]

20 Questions for Writers

Tagged by the lovely @thequeenofthewinter to answer some questions, and I will leave an open tag to anyone who wants to answer to feel free to say that I tagged them 💛

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have three, at present - I have posted many a fic to AO3 over the years, but with my current account, just three.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

70,506 at present

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Elder Scrolls at present, though only have Skyrim posted at present - hoping to get something for Oblivion posted soon though! I've also recently dabbled in writing some things for BG3, and also Stardew Valley (though I don't think that any of them will be posted unless I find myself very satisfied with how they end up). Historically, I've delved into and posted Fire Emblem (primarily Awakening/Fates/Three Houses because they were the main games I had played), and even further back (back when I first started writing fanfic when I was about 12/13! I just realised I've been writing fanfic for half my life writing that out!) Pokemon.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

As I only have three fics posted on AO3, I can only do them, but in order: 1. The Perfect Storm (it's my main and longest fic to date, so unsurprising) with 117 kudos 2. Purity (a Vilkas/Dragonborn oneshot) with 17 kudos 3. Seeking the Sun (prequel to The Perfect Storm which I started on after it!) with a mere 2 kudos.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Where I can string together a coherent thought, and if I remember (and I am terrible at remembering!) I try to!! But I do read every single one, even if I don't remember to respond.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Now, as I haven't finished any fics (as of yet) beyond a few oneshots, I will have to base my answer on some plans for the few fics which I have planned out, and I believe that the story with my Hero of Kvatch Aelia is most likely to have the angstiest ending. She throws away her entire support network, including friends and family, to wallow in her misery and grief in the Shivering Isles, descending into madness, because all she wants to do is bring Martin back.

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

I really want it to be The Perfect Storm! I haven't planned out the ending for it yet, but I want it to be happy. However, I shall delight in stirring the pot and make Elyse and Balgruuf work for that happy ending, you hear? 😂

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really? The closest thing to that which I got was being told that my writing was 'too dramatic'... Shame that I love writing me some drama. Dramatics can be taken from my cold, dead hands.

9. Do you write smut?

Yeah, though I don't think that I've posted any of it yet.... I still need to actually finish the smut which I was writing for my birthday. My birthday which was over a month ago. Ooops.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Nope. I just don't really like them. It's something I've always got to filter out when reading fics.... The closest I'd get to writing a crossover is, say, references to stuff from Oblivion in a Skyrim fic? But would that technically even be a crossover, if they're both Elder Scrolls? Though they are separate games....

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Again, no, not that I know of...

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Does it count if I tried co-writing a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon fic with a self-insert shiny Eevee with a ff.net friend when I was like 13 that we never posted???? If not, no!

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Honestly... I think it might be the fic based around Elyse's parents, Ingja and Edwyn, which I've only posted the first chapter to here on Tumblr. I know their story - it's all very firmly in my head, and is set to be referred to across Seeking the Sun and The Perfect Storm, but I simply don't think that I would be able to finish it... Plus I like keeping Edwyn's fate very vague. Though Ingja dies, because Elyse will meet her in Sovngarde when she goes to fight Alduin, what happens to Edwyn I've left ambiguous, hence why I don't think I would be able to finish it. He simply leaves one day and after sending Elyse a handful of letters he disappears. It gives me opportunity to maybe bring him in at some point down the line in The Perfect Storm... I kinda want to write a scenario where Balgruuf meets Edwyn now. Damn.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'd like to say dialogue. I don't like putting dialogue into a fic unless I can mentally hear the line in the character's voice, if that makes any sense? If I can't hear it, or can't imagine a character saying it, I won't include it. But in addition to that, a lot of my scene-building and whatnot comes from using dialogue as a baseline. Obviously there are times where that isn't the case, but I do love writing little conversations to push a scene along.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I do believe that just as it is a strength, dialogue is also a weakness! Sometimes, I find myself over-relying on dialogue simply to 'fill space'. Where something like non-verbal communication, or environmental descriptions or even a change of scene would fit better, I'll just throw in some dialogue in the same way that I add cheese to meals - in overabundance! In addition, I would say that finding a way to bridge scenes together is another weakness of mine. I can have a chapter mostly complete, but without that one last bridging moment - often simply a sentence or paragraph or two which can join two scenes together - I simply cannot bring myself into completing it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue on another language in a fic?

Now, in terms of reading it, I find it really cool as long as some sort of way to translate it is available! In that vein, I do sometimes use some of the dragon language in my fics - mostly when a dragonborn is communicating with Paarthurnax or Odahviing - and I'll have a full list of translations to include in the end notes. On that note, I swear that I have https://www.thuum.org/ open in a separate tab almost constantly when I'm writing just in case!!! I've always found that most useful when trying to include the dragon language.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

That'd probably have to be for Pokemon Ranger Guardian Signs, though none of those fics were ever typed up (I think???). I still remember excitedly pulling the odd page from school exercise books to staple together whilst scavenging for pens to write me some more Pokemon Ranger fanfic.......

20. Favourite fic you've written?

The Perfect Storm, absolutely. Though I do sometimes think of going back to work on/improve some of my earlier chapters in the fic, in particular surrounding Elyse's experience in Windhelm because I'm not as in love with that as I once was. My love for Balgruuf (and Elyse, and the two of them together!) fuels my love, favouritism, and bias towards the fic.

#meg is rambling

[claudiajcregg]

S5 Pregnancy AU - I’d love to hear about!

Welp, this is embarrassing – mostly because this has been sitting in my inbox for almost two weeks, and I kept saying “I need to write something up!” and then… I didn't. (Or rather, I did, then I forgot to post it.) Sorry for the wait, Lil! Thank you for asking <3 (I'll divide this up because I keep writing about the process and how it came to be, instead of any actual, interesting facts.)

I have talked about this one in the past though I don't have a tag for it. The gist is what it says… (Early) S5 but CJ is pregnant. I had this idea over a year ago when I hit mid/late S4 in my rewatch. I thought it'd be interesting to explore some of her disappointment at that time if you added an unexpected pregnancy to it, even if I had the idea before even getting there, lol. Think, the ending-ish of Han, or parts of Disaster Relief. (Both of which do feature! I surprisingly focus a lot on Disaster Relief.)

The thing with S5 is that the timeline is so weird, and I feel I've also created one that isn't entirely realistic but I think it works within the story. (IIRC, the season starts in “May” but also July, then the Shutdown is in November, lmao. A few of the episodes are sneaky two-parters that flow into each other… See 5-6, 7-8.) I've finally gotten out of the no-man's-land I wrote myself into and the next chapter or two, knowing myself, will deal with 7-8! There are a couple of scenes that should be fun to write! (There are so many details I want to mention that are technically spoilers for early twists…)

Every time I had the urge to write it, I'd edit whatever outline I was working in, and though I kept some details… my muse decided to make a big change early on that completely changed the fic's direction. That, and my inability to write anything succinctly. No reason why this story will cross the 100k barrier in a couple of chapters, tops. (It's sitting at 85k across 12 chapters. I think it'll be less than 20 chapters total. Hopefully.)

This might be too long to share snippets, but I've shared some either on the server or here, a couple of months ago.

For more irrelevant details on the “process”…

As I hinted at, I wrote an outline or two around this time last year, because I couldn't stop thinking about it. When I say outlines, it's a general path for the story to follow – ideas, suggestions of dialogue and/or scenes I write to myself; all focused around some sort of chapter structure. I find it much easier to write if I write down where a chapter might go, even if it's just a few lines saying “This happens → then this → finally this;” otherwise, it takes me months. Some would say that I should post it and get encouragement that way but… I hate being dependent on something I can control even less than my muse? That's not for me, thank you. Mad respect for those who work like that.

It was meant to be short – 1-2 “long” chapters per trimester, more if needed, but then interludes in between trimesters. It's not that. Most chapters currently cover 1-2 weeks, but there is not really a pattern. I was afraid of having a fic that would take over my life like the WOWO did three years ago… And it has, but I've also taken breaks and not felt too guilty about them. I definitely don't want this one to sit in my drive and have me wondering what to do with it.

(The novel, aka WOWO, aka IM AU (2021): 150k written in a little over five months, even with extended breaks over the summer. Still hits, even with all its crazy decisions, maybe because of them, but it's also been too long, and it will always remind me of someone who kinda hurt me. Attempts to replace those memories by sharing the story with others, trying to gather whether it's worth posting, have failed, lmao. One day! Maybe!)

But yeah. Uuuuuhhhh. As I've said… Twelve chapters in ten months, 85k words… It's still not done. In fact, I've repeatedly said I am unsure of how to end it (beyond the obvious), but I'd estimate it to be under 20 chapters. I'm not posting it anywhere yet because I want to be able to edit it as a whole and try to make it more consistent; to add little details as I come up with them. There's also the fact that I am not skilled enough to write a compelling story that mixes politics and emotion into something remotely engaging. As a result, the story's politics are very surface-level, and probably repetitive at points, but it's also true I've always been more interested and focused on the emotional journey and the relationship(s) at its center. (Which should surprise exactly no one who's ever read one of my stories.)

But, as critical as I might sound of myself here, I am having fun writing this and I'm committed to seeing it through. I just keep having ideas for stories down the line, putting actual show events through a 'but she also has a kid' perspective.

#mihrsuri #asks #wip ask game #wip title ask game #even despite all the rewriting and editing this is still rambly af #doesn't make sense #I wish I could say what happens at the end of chapter 3 lmao #hadn't even realized that link was to yours! funny how you asked about this one then too #the same way thalia asked about bars :D #thank you for asking and sorry for the delay!

[all-the-things-2020]

All Our Future Prospects - Chapter Three

Summary: Ezra and Claire discuss their short term plans for the future.

Rating: PG

“Three more days,” Ezra said as he sank back onto his bunk. These short trips to the cockpit to check in with the transport crew were the highlight of his day. He was not used to such long periods of inactivity and he could feel the restlessness in his bones.

“Which station are they dropping us at?” Claire asked. She had found a tiny reading lamp and was huddled over a notepad with a leaky ballpoint pen.

“Paddington,” he replied. Technically, it was Space Station 4216 but someone long ago had started nicknaming the stations after stops on the ancient London Underground and the monikers stuck. It was a harmless bit of whimsy that Ezra appreciated. Life was rough out in space and a little levity was always needed.

Claire scribbled on her pad, making lists and diagrams. He envied the casual way she held her pen, the efficient movements as she wrote and drew. He was getting passably good with his left hand, but writing was still extremely difficult for him. He’d never had the best handwriting. Always impatient, he’d scrawled his way through life, but now he had to concentrate just to print a few letters and even then it looked more like the unsteady practicing of a small child than a grown man’s work.

She bit the end of the pen as she paused to think. In the glow of the LED light, her face was harshly shadowed but still quite attractive. Ezra pushed down those thoughts. He liked her; that was undoubtedly true. She was pleasant to look at and smart as a whip. She’d been standoffish at first, but was slowly opening up. There was a vulnerability that he could have easily exploited, but there was nothing to gain from seducing her, other than momentary pleasure. And this woman deserved more than a few fumbling nights in a dark, cold capsule hurtling through space. She deserved something that he could never provide: stability.

She liked the ground beneath her feet to be firm, he could sense that. While he’d spent years adjusting to the shifting sands of fate, and managed to keep himself mostly upright, Claire would crumble if she didn’t have something solid to stand on.

Not like Cee. He smiled at the thought of the girl. So strong and stubborn and brilliant was his Cee. He’d never say it to her, but he felt that losing her father had been a good thing. The man had been holding her back, although without him, she would not be as strong and resilient as she was. Cee was a sand-surfer like Ezra was, capable of adjusting to whatever life threw at her, but he wanted her to have something solid, at least for a little while, to give her a chance to find her footing before she set off into the unknown to live her adult life. She deserved the chance to make a life of her own choosing, instead of being at the mercy of the whims of the universe.

Claire looked up. “Sorry, I was just trying to figure out where they might send me, now that this mission has been scuttled,” she said. She had a smudge of ink on her chin and Ezra clenched his fist to fight the urge to reach out and wipe it off. “FlanCorp has an office on Paddington, of course, but no labs or anything. I have nearly four months left in this job rotation, so they could send me to another station or even one of the closer planets, if there’s a team that needs extra help.” She huffed. “I’ll probably get stuck on a desk job or cleaning flasks. I can’t think of anything in this region that would require my skill set.”

She tapped her pen against the paper. “What about you?,” she asked. “Any plans once we reach Paddington?”

He shrugged. “Not really, beyond trying to find some work,” he said. “Since my erstwhile business partner absconded not only with our ship but all my worldly belongings, I’ll be starting from scratch.” As if to emphasize his words, he felt a nasty itch on the back of his neck where a seam from his landing suit was rubbing against his skin. He reached awkwardly to scratch at it.

“Um, I could loan you a bit, to get you started off,” Claire offered hesitantly. “FlanCorp doesn’t pay a whole lot, the bulk of our salary is room and board and credits toward buying out our contracts, but I have a little cash saved.”

“I greatly appreciate your offer, birdie, but I’ll be fine,” he said. “I’ve always managed before.”

“Ezra,” she said, leaning forward to briefly lay her hand on his knee. “You saved my life. The least I can do is help you get back on your feet.” She sat back. “I might even be able to convince the corp official to pay you freelance pilot’s pay for getting the capsule off the planet. I’ll just point out the fact that without you, I — and this highly expensive piece of technology — would have been stuck down there. You saved them a huge chunk of money.”

He nodded. That approach might work. “Speak their language,” he said. “It’s worth a shot.” He chuckled. “Never thought I’d be trying to get pay from a corp, but there’s a first time for everything.”

“They’re really not that bad,” Claire said. “At least, FlanCorp isn’t. Like I said, we get a little extra every rotation, after they deduct lodging and food and contract payments, and most people could never afford university without taking on a corporation contract. It’s a trade off, of course, but everything in life is a trade off, right?” She looked at him, her eyes soft in the semi-darkness. “Only the ultra rich get to do what they want. The rest of us have to take the best deal we can find.”

“It is true that my freedom comes with the uncertainty of never knowing if or when I will acquire funds,” he said, leaning his head back against the wall. “I have spent many a night sleeping on the cold, hard ground with nothing to fill my stomach. I’ve taken jobs I am not proud to admit to, some highly illegal and dangerous, others simply embarrassing in their humility. I’ve cleaned lavatories and I’ve ambushed rival prospectors. Neither was my first choice of action, but at the time, I had little choice if I wished to continue existing. There are undoubtedly stains on my soul that will never be lifted, but for the most part my conscience is clear. I have survived. That’s all that matters.”

“So have I,” Claire said. “I belong to the corp, but I’m fed and housed and have work that’s fairly meaningful. That’s enough for me.”

“Is it, birdie?,” he asked. “Is it really?”

She fell silent and Ezra smiled into the darkness.

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Claire didn’t know what to say. Her instinct was to say “Yes,” but something stopped her. She’d always known that her parents wanted her to score a corp job, a secure place so they could stop worrying about her. And she’d seen enough of the constant fear and anxiety of wondering where the next paycheck would come from, if the food would last until the end of the week, if the rent would go up.

She turned off her reading lamp and tucked it away with the little notebook. It was just busywork anyway, trying to figure out where they’d send her for the rest of her job rotation. The corp would do its calculations and send her where she was most cost effective.

“I’m going to try to get some sleep,” she said. Ezra merely grunted in reply. She burrowed down under her blanket and closed her eyes. She wasn’t tired, but it was either pretend to sleep or keep talking and she’d lost her taste for conversation after Ezra’s question.

When she’d been a kid, still half believing in fairy tales, she’d imagined having a real house all to herself. She would lull herself to sleep planning out all the rooms, choosing furniture and what color the walls would be. There would be a cozy room with a fireplace like the pictures in old books, where she could sit and read. A kitchen, a bedroom with a window that looked out onto a garden, a bathroom with a claw foot tub for soaking in.

When she got older, she realized that no one really lived like that anymore. Space on stations was limited, and most planetside colonies were sealed under domes. Only a handful of planets and moons were safe to walk on without a landing suit, and humans huddled together in crowded housing units for safety. No gardens, except hydroponically grown vegetables; no bathtubs, just tiny shower stalls; no fireplaces, just heating vents that puffed out stale air.

No, a corp job wasn’t enough, would never be enough, but it was all she had.

#ezra and cee #ezra fic #ezra prospect #ezra x ofc #prospect fanfiction #pedro pascal character fanfiction

[noirshitsuji]

heads up, seven up

thanks for the tag @miabrown007!

Rules: Post the last seven lines of your WIP, and then tag no more than seven people to continue.

So here's the last seven lines of the current nika au draft. Not even my betas have seen this sunny hasn't even read the last complete chapter because while technically speaking this is the last chronological scene, I wrote it like six months ago. It's the ending to the second act of the fic.

Yes, it has three acts. No, I don't know what I'm doing or how to do a three-act structure properly. Shhhh.

“I’ll confirm with you later.” “Alright. Later, then.” “Later.” Felix puts his phone down and brings the teacup to his lips. There’s a sudden blow of air from the open window that sends a chill down his spine; a bit too early for autumn to come kicking in, he thinks, let it last a bit longer.

tagging @2manyfandoms2count @alexseanchai and @theladyfae!

#tagging game #friends #my fic #nika au #felix fathom #the person he's speaking to is kagami. why? you'll have to wait and see sdfjkld #my posts #ml fic #ml fanfiction #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #ml au

[vvatchword]

I nearly forgot to post my monthly for August. August has been just... oh jesus. something else. Here. Take this ugly first draft thing. I don't like it very much right now, but it exists, and that's more than I could say before.

Technically, I've been in crunch for the last three months. This has not stopped me from writing. There's a post going around right now by a... I don't know who they are? A public speaker?... who shares a little story about Van Gogh, with the moral of the story being "Art is in spite of suffering and not because of it." And although I think that can absolutely be true--that you don't need to suffer to produce good art--it certainly ain't true of me. I need to be in pain. I need to be angry. At the very least, I need to be confused. And in each of these states, I need to be curious about why that is. Suffering is very often meaningless, but it's also nice to build a framework for comprehending it.

If you can't have a plot without fictional suffering...

August is too many words again, although this time at least 20,000 words came from only two days. Early in the month, I had a deep desire for Good Endings, and wrote a few for myself. Very doubtful any of them will make it into public, but they were very good for me, thanks.

The real reason I haven't been able to finish this story, despite its absurd size, is that I was fixed firmly on Johnny Topside and only Johnny Topside. Every now and then I'd get a brain bug and work on Dr. Lamb--but even then, that was somewhat grudgingly. I'm now at the point that any kind of work on Topside relies almost entirely on what happens to Dr. Lamb and how she influences her followers.

And so, with a great grumble, I finally started working solely on Dr. Lamb and Lackeys sections.

Stanley Poole is absurdly fun to write--if I can get this done, you'll see why. I ended up stumbling into a facet of him that was weirdly personal. Unfortunately, I wrote as far as I could on his storyline; I now require the other three generals, because ideally all five of these characters rub off on one another and help illustrate and build up Lamb herself. I've got Grace down, I've got Gilbert... the only real problem now is Wales, the Biggest Nothing Ever. There is no reason for him to be Nothing except that I know nothing about architects, architecture of the period, or the place Wales came from. The only things I understand about him are Objectivism, Puritanical Belief Systems, Art, Perfectionism, the Sting of Failure, Depression, On the Outside Looking In Because U Just Got Punted into an Alley for Being Shit, and the Lure of the Metaphysical. You will note these are very imprecise and say little, really. I need to know about his childhood. I need to know about where and when he grew up. I need some colours out of earth.

One thing I'm very curious about is how this writing hyperfocus--which, if I can get to November, will have lasted an ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR, fucking unhinged and completely unlike anything I've ever experienced before--will affect Future Me. A winter is coming for me, whether I like it or not, and I'll definitely need it, but... I wonder if I can carry any of this knowledge and capability into future projects.

So much of this was fueled by passion. It's arguable it was nothing but passion. It's me taking my lumps and then translating them into prose as fast as life gives them to me. But I'm also impressed by the pieces of the work that I just worked on because they needed to be there and for no other reason. I'm impressed by the work I did out of duty years ago that still holds up, and the work I did on the bus while someone was screaming slurs. Art that exists is always better than the art that seems perfect in your head--at least it's out now, at least it's saying something, even if that something is imperfect. You can't fix what doesn't exist.

I'm also impressed by how I now know instantly what kinds of sections are necessary and in what orders, up to how many chapters are necessary to express the points that need to be impressed, with the only question marks being how to illustrate those points best. The next step will be to see if I have gotten too rote and see if I can't break out of those habits--maybe look up some alternate styles and writers and try to copy them. Just for challenge's sake, you know. I often find favorite phrases and methods and overuse them.

You might be asking at this point: "Wait! What about the BioShock Infinite stuff?" And I reply: this is about August and I only started writing BSI stuff in September. And also, I realized (very grudgingly) that I need to read a LOT more books before I can really start work, then play/watch BSI again. Napciyunka shared some headcanons with me and I played with them and then I realized he was like Oh Jesus don't take all my headcanons and I was like OH yeah that would be awkward and rude wouldn't it

...wait a stinking minute. Look at my story statistics. There is no reading time. I broke it rofllll

#vvatchword #bioshock #bioshock 2 #fanfiction #writing #uprising #only man #sofia lamb

[inkforhumanhands]

ao3 wrapped game: 19 28 29 30

19. What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?

Okay technically I have been trying to explore them for at least 2 years but the fic is fucking fighting me (and it's not even going to be that long 😭)! Anyway, next year ideally I'd like to finally get out my Matthias & Maxime prequel fic.

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

I didn't end up publishing much in terms of fic this year unfortunately, but somehow this is still a tie for me adsfsdf I really like Guesswork (The OC: Seth/Ryan) for its characterization, but I'm also lowkey in love with Hearsay chapter 1 (DD comics: Matt/Foggy)! The latter is something I wrote an initial draft of on tumblr literally three years ago (insanity), but I finally managed to fix it up into something readable and I'm excited to write the rest eventually!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Gonna drop a few sections because I love looking back at stuff particularly for the writing lol From Hearsay: But that was the thing with hindsight: as much as it feigned to be able to, it could never send you back.

From Guesswork: “Seth, don’t bring up things you don’t know shit about,” he said, then stood up and walked outside to the pool house, leaving Seth both to regret his lack of delicacy and to wonder whether he’d hit the nail on the head or had merely nicked some of the softer wood right by it.

Also from Guesswork: Seth should have known. It was true he didn't know a lot about trauma, only that every once in a while one of the Newpsies would disappear on "a little vacation" for a month or two and come back looking as brittle as only a reinforced eggshell could. But Ryan had had the same look, even if Seth didn’t understand what had put it there.

From Tethered: When Foggy was next seized by his soulmate’s tenuous grip on life, the fact of it nearly got lost in the tumult and the chaos.

From Cornflower Blue: [Wesley]'d built his career on knowing these rules. Where they could be skirted, made to dip and bend around his will and that of the man he’d pledged his life to—as well as which ones were to remain inviolate.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

I guess probably writing something for Fisk/Wesley was a surprise asdfdf I don't usually stray from my OTP ships when writing fic, but thanks to the DDE prompt fest I got a little out-of-the-box inspiration!

#asks #softasawhisper #thanks for the ask!! #2023 recap

[dxitydoo]

🌹🌹🌹

You put three roses and I wasn’t sure whether you wanted 3 sentences from 1 WIP or 1 sentence each from 3 WIPs but I figured the latter was more interesting? Technically only one of these is really actively ongoing atm but one day I’ll return to the other two promise.

This one is from a fanfic that I’m writing. It started as a short slightly cracky premise and accidentally grew angst and about 20 more chapters so.

He could feel each memory slip away like sand in an hourglass and he could feel the empty hole it left behind.

This one is from a rewrite of a story I wrote years ago. One day I will actually finish this rewrite coz I actually really like these characters and I miss them. You can have two lines for this one coz I think it makes more sense.

It wasn’t just the ever-busy aisles filled with people far too busy to be in a supermarket at this time of day; or the people who swung their trollies around each corner, not caring who or what they knocked down in their determination to get in and get out in thirty minutes tops—though they certainly didn’t make the experience anymore enjoyable. But, even after three months, Alfie still found himself constantly fighting the urge to check over his shoulder.

Okay I was gonna put another original work in here but i couldn’t find the one I was looking for so instead, here. Have a line from a fic I have barely started which is for a somewhat obscure fandom.

He’d thought he’d caught Sarah looking at him once or twice after he’d taken a few seconds too long to respond, her expression calculated, unreadable, but she’d never said anything and he’d never volunteered anything.

I tried to keep them somewhat vague coz the first one especially is technically mild spoilers for that fic. The second one is less of an issue coz the original story is finished and published online but I wanted to change some things in the rewrite so y’know. (Tho I will quite happily answer questions about it coz I adore these characters). And the third one is literally just two paragraphs rn so don’t wanna get anyone’s hopes up.

#writing