For the kiss meme! Ed/Stede, 24
…in danger.
They were sailing into a storm.
It couldn't be helped. A Spanish naval ship - twice as big as the Revenge - was on their tail, and a squall was whipping up. Ed swore it would be the best way to get rid of them.
"Big boat like that, fuck of a lot easier for them to capsize when the waves pick up," he said. "They'll turn round and scamper off home. We'll be all right."
He sounded very confident. He looked very confident. But Stede couldn't keep from glancing up every time the sails snapped, or from flinching every time the hull groaned. Winds howled in every direction - the salt spray soaked everyone's clothes and left them freezing. It was, frankly, terrifying.
It was impossible to hide it. He'd never been much good at concealing his feelings, just at pushing them down to stop himself from really having any, and he'd lost that trick some time ago through lack of practice.
So when he stood on the quarterdeck, his hands clenched around the rail and his eyes turned up to the dark clouds, he knew his face must be betraying him. "I'm sorry," he said when he heard Ed's familiar footsteps come up behind him. "I don't doubt your expertise, I just -"
Ed cut him off with a rough kiss that said as much or more than any words: I wasn't entirely truthful and things are getting tricky and I am not going to let ANYTHING happen to you or anyone else on board this ship. One hand wound itself into Stede's wind-tangled hair and the other grasped his waist to pull him close; Stede clung to him in return, feeling his disquiet retreat, at least a little.
When Ed pulled back, he was breathing hard. "Get below, okay? Put on some dry clothes, warm up, and get the bed full of the pillows I like for when I can finally go to sleep."
"Right." Right. That was something he could do. "And you -"
"I'll be down soon as I can, and that's a fucking promise."
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Changes for wip roundup? 👀
anna!! sorry for taking so long answering this one as well!! but thank you SO MUCH for indulging my wolcred propaganda! <3
And lright this one is a MESS. I wrote it right when I was playing endwalker and I was really overwhelmed with the story™ that I made mess of this wip so like for the last few months or so I’ve been working on rewriting everything lol so I’ll give you some of my thoughts abt it and a small snippet since I can’t get anything more substantial that I’m satisfied with lol
wip roundup :)
This fic is like following right after the scions are back from the moon. I was overwhelmed with the fact that the WOL didn’t have much saying with the twins and how Fourchenault reacted to them. I was like, yeah, she’s proud of them. They deserve to know that, but also, I’m not sure she would be brave enough to do so. So well this fic starts with me realizing like “alright, thancred would get it. better than anyone” so the first part follows him seeing how she reacts to everything that’s happening with the WOL and making the connections like how he felt about ryne, etc etc
But of course,,, my excuse for this fic was Thesa’s haircut first and foremost. Basically I hc Azem to have insane long hair, and Thesa always had longer hair, and this is like the first time she cut it out and it’s incredibly short. Basically the second part goes from her having a bit of breakdown seeing the moon burning + overthinking about that image of hythlo she saw on the moon and everything that happened there and going “I need new. The final days can’t happen again, things gotta change NOW.” Until she interrupts my Alisaie like knocking on the door which is like the cannon visiting for her during that quest!!
And ofc Alie changes her mind a bit… but she still gets that feeling so this is SO SPECIFIC but like you know the whole “wrapping the red thing around your thinger so you don’t forget?” She does it with a strand of hair, just a reminder (things he has lost etc etc) and chops everything off. But then, ofc, the beginning alone isn’t enough for me so the last part is Thancred’s reaction to it, since I like to think they spend their nights together whenever they can and they DEFINITELY would want to on this one night. There is a bit of that part before any rewriting lol:
A knock on door cut off any other conclusion that Thesa would have come with. She hadn't heard footsteps down the hallway, and the beat was too light to be anyone else — though she doubted many others besides Alisaie would be awake and willing to visit after a day like this. So she calls his name lightly as she walks to the door, and from the suppressed laugh, she was sure.
“It's me.” Thancred’s voice is softer beyond the closed door. She finally quickened her pace to unlock it when he laughed again. “I hope you didn't have to crawl under the covers to-”
From the look he had on his eyes, Thancred seemed to have specific intentions for the visit. However, as soon as she appeared from behind the door and their eyes finally met, the hyur could have sworn that all the thoughts he had — along with all the rehearsed words he had cooked up - slipped his mind.
Thesa freezes for a second too, unsure how to react. Maybe she would explain later, but for some reason, she waited for his reaction to continue.
Thancred seemed entranced for a second as a smile seemed to bump into his face, and then, he made the greatest effort to move; forcing his hand up until he finally reached the messy strands. His right hand stops to her left side, with his thumb behind his ear so he could feel each of the threads between his fingers — clenching his fist to lightly pull them and feel them falling off before repeating the same thing but resting his palm next to her face.
“By the twelve.” He says in a sigh, slightly embarrassed to clearly see the situation they were in as his left hand reached for the longer loose strand and curled it around his fingers before resting his hand on the side of her face, cupping her cheeks, and finally confessing, exactly, the same conclusion of hers. “Perfect.”
He looked at her with different eyes than First and even more different than Walking Sands. Eyes that stretched far farther than he had previously seen — and yet, without missing all the admiration and affection he had always carried. Maybe slightly more, even.
"For a second I didn't recognize you," he smiled, tugging lightly on the strand with a teasing smile, which soon turned into a relieved sigh when he tilted his head to the side, finally meeting her eyes again. "But there she is."
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Like. Realistically speaking….. Sleep Token members are either 1). Already lurking on tumblr or 2). Avoiding Tumblr at all costs.
For the most part I feel like, this part of the fandom, we tend to stick to ourselves, and we respect their anonymous decision, and we don’t try to cause trouble (for the most part). We are just here, discussing theories, and lyric analysis, and just enjoying ourselves with fanart and things like that.
But then, we get a bit more horny then other places. Because this is tumblr. So. Horny thoughts get posted to main, and borderline inappropriate fan art gets more traction, and such (Edit: not to mention. The fanfics.) (I know it’s nothing compared to Twitter, but it’s Different then twitter in a way I can’t describe).
So. Yeah.
Either, they are like ‘oh yeah, they are great and they tag their stuff so we can avoid the things we don’t wanna see’ OR it’s like ‘oh no we avoid them. Fuck those guys’.
And honestly I hope it’s the second one, I do not wish to be perceived, and also everything I say is like. A lie. I have no horny thoughts, none whatsoever, not even just about sleep token, I just don’t have them, I don’t know what your talking about.
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Next line 👀 (please from the deanpala fic please from the deanpala fic please from the de-)
hehe >:3 here you go <3
"Can you put the burger inside me?" Deanpala asked, "I miss eating, Cas, maybe-"
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what is your favourite trope to write? or like.. theme yknow like angst fluff etc hahah
let's ask the statistics!
this is a pretty good representation of a lot of my favorite things to write for sure. huge fan of everything listed here.
HOWEVER
i do enjoy writing some good angst. my writing tastes have changed a bit over the past couple years, and i think now i'm a lot more focused on things that i believe are realistic, rather than idealistic, so in general but particularly with angst it's a lot more grounded and in some cases grittier than the kind of angst i was writing before, which was a lot of Big Poetry and Drama? at least to me?? i don't know. and as an unrelated addition, ive found lately that i really enjoy writing characters interacting with kids. i just think it's really funny.
and of course how can i exclude the most important of my favorite tropes: kitchens are for lovers. if there's a kitchen, i'm there.
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i hope this doesn’t need to be said but just in case
you might have seen people talking about sudowrite and/or their tool storyengine recently
and just like… don’t. don’t do it. don’t try it out just to see what it’s about.
for two main reasons:
1) never feed anything proprietary into a large language model (LLM, eg ChatGPT, google bard, etc.).
this means don’t give it private company information when you’re at work, but also don’t give it your original writing. that’s your work.
because of the way these language models work, anything you feed into it is part of it now. and yeah, the FAQ says they “don’t claim ownership” over anything and yeah, they give you that reassuring bullshit about how unlikely it is that the exact same sentence will be reconstructed—
but that’s not the point.
do you have an unusual way of constructing sentences? a metaphor you like to use? a writing tic that sets you apart from the rest? anything that gives you a unique writing voice?
feed your writing into an LLM, and the model has your voice now. the model can generate text that sounds like it was written by you and someone else can claim it’s theirs because they gave the model a prompt.
don’t feed the model.
2) the other reason is that sudowrite scraped a bunch of omegaverse fic without consent to build their model and that’s a really shitty thing to do, because it means people weren’t given the chance to choose whether or not to feed the model.
don’t feed the model.
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