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rmd-writes · 14 hours
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Thanks @cha-melodius @hippolotamus @mammameesh @kiwiana-writes @happiness-of-the-pursuit for the tags. I'm sure I've done this before but I can't find it to see how long ago!
How many works do you have on ao3?
84
What's your total ao3 word count?
591,653 but that's inflated by a number of collabs, I think the number is closer to 400-450k
What fandoms do you write for?
RWRB, 911 LS and SC (rarely these days)
Top five fics by kudos:
Excluding any collabs (there's a couple in particular that are right up there)
Everybody needs good neighbours | RWRB | E | 14.3k | neighbours au
to the victor, the spoils | RWRB | E | 19.4k | lawyer au
yours for the afternoon | RWRB | M | 4.6k | coffee shop au
what, like it's hard? | RWRB | E | 65.1k | lawyer au, the prequel
I want you, I need you, oh baby oh baby | RWRB | E | 7k | college au
Do you respond to comments?
Yes, I try to! I'm not always prompt but I do respond to almost every comment
What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Happy endings only here. I do have one unpublished Tarlos ficlet that's kind of a Queen Charlotte inspired future fic that is the saddest thing I've ever written which is the result of @howtosingit saying "whatever you do, don't think about X" which of course meant that I did and I wrote it in a fever dream, cried then buried it in my gdocs.
What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
All of them hahaha
Maybe the ending to what, like it's hard?
Do you get hate on fics?
I've gotten some strange comments but I don't know that I'd class it as hate, as such (thankfully)
Do you write smut?
nah yeah lol
Craziest crossover:
It's not a proper fic, but I wrote this in response to an ask about what would happen in Alex & Henry, David & Patrick and Carlos and TK all met.
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
not as far as I am aware!
Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
yes and I love it! I've done collabs where we each write a chapter, one where we each wrote a chapter and then fully co-wrote the final chapter, a full co-write with @welcometololaland (that ended up morphing into each of us alternating chapters), and I'm in the process of another co-write with Lola atm.
All time favorite ship?
you can't make me choose
What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I don't like to say never, but probably the SC paint & sip au
What are your writing strengths?
based on the comments I get - smut with feelings, banter/dialogue, characterisation
What are your writing weaknesses?
World building, pretty metaphors, I'm far too fond of run on sentences to the point where if I was beta reading my own writing there are SO MANY sentences that need to be cut down so that the reader can breathe.
Thoughts on dialogue in another language?
If it fits the character, I love it! I generally ask a native speaker to help me with translations for accuracy
First fandom you wrote in?
Schitt's Creek
Favorite fic you've written?
I don't wanna choose
I've got no idea who's done this already but I'll tag @welcometololaland @everwitch-magiks @clottedcreamfudge @indomitable-love @three-drink-amy
@never-blooms @freneticfloetry @strandnreyes @heartstringsduet @reyesstrand
@indestructibleheart @orchidscript @maxbegone @carlos-in-glasses @beautifulhigh
and an open tag if anyone hasn't been tagged and wants to play 💖
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thatkinkyautistic · 2 months
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I made two new stim toys today,and I made two more things with some beads(which i will reblog with pictures of in a moment)
I made the autism/nd rainbow infinity symbol out of pony beads and some string,and I made a chanukah sensory jar out of assorted beads,and three rubber bands with some glitter sprinkled in for good measure. Container is just an old dice storage bottle that I emptied out specifically for this project.
The bottle has chanukah color beads and glitter,and some letter beads that spell out chanukah,I really enjoy this one! I think it turned out really well. (Blue,white,gold,and silver are the typical chanukah colors, fyi) I didn't have any gold stars;so I just used yellow instead lol. Close enough Haha.. I want to use some chanukah confetti once I get some too!
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wyvernity · 1 month
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sss day my favorite national holiday WOOOOHHHH
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#pokemon#trainer lyra#rival silver#soulsilvershipping#timeskip tag#bao beis#i had so much more planned. but alas. college.#ANYWAY. sss my everything. ohh. always thinking abt them.#this is very obviously lyra's room! all the pink! massive bed to fit all her pokemon! the champion paycheck gets you that much at least#and plants!!! no. 1 horticulturist in johto#she's living somewhere around the base of mt silver... decently close to the league and her hometown#so i like to imagine her with a huge greenhouse so she can take care of plants even in the harsher climate#meanwhile silver has one of those decrepit malelivingspace flats in viridian. he's making it work.#i can only see sss properly moving in together liiiike in their late 20s#after they get to enjoy young adult independence for a while#but before they permanently settle down they should go on silly adventures again... just once. or twice. or#as much as i like to entertain the thought of them being homebodies i think they'd rather spend their lives travelling haha#since silver never got to fully experience it as a kid on the run#being a wanted man and all#and lyra is itching for the getaway#they deserve to be in nature and responsibility-free and *frothing at the mouth*#BTW i put my whole wyvussy into that wall decor#lisia signed poster... rosa's resemblance as mei(!!!) in the totoro one... bell tower + whirl island pics //#pokemon constellations... and those gen 4 mail templates that no one actually used. probably from dawn. champion penpals :]#i debated doing a lance poster because celebrity idol funny but nah she'd bin that immediately after moving out#oh yeah the drawover was um. inspired by the nonebinary neochamp fit. so happy for my son.#i'm glad i managed to finish the big piece in time otherwise i would've just posted that LOL can you imagine#okey bye happy sss day
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presiding · 5 months
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high chaos/low chaos/join the chaos in my dishonored 2 rewrite
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hl-obsessed · 6 months
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for @luckyagain who's tags kicked my ass to work 💕
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skitskatdacat63 · 6 months
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“Amore et Timore” - King Fernando I “El Animoso”
#*why is it that when I write tags that are genuinely imporant and wordy it always doesnt save UGH#well. ill try and rewrite them.#hahaha I bring you curly haired king Fernando!!(mostly for cofi)#2011 monza gp core Fernando that gripped us all by the throat right?? right????#also i hope that his hair doesn't appear red to you like it did to me on my pc??? its brown I assure you#anyways! historical context for nerds like me:#'el animoso'(the spirited) comes from Philip V of course#it was apparently bestowed on him bcs of his perseverance and unwavering fervor in battle#and is that not the most Fernando coded thing youve ever heard?????#'Amore et Timore'(through love and fear) however comes from Joseph I#whom seb is partially based on but i thought his Latin motto fit Nando way better so here we are#philip v didn't have a motto as far as i could tell so that's why I stole Joseph's#but i do think the motto for the Spanish kingdom fits Fernando's career pretty well?#'A solis ortu usque ad occasum'(from sunrise to sunset) and i think that suits Fernando's 'longest f1 career ever' p well#anyways I sent a sketch of this to cofi the other day like yeah I probably wont finish this#and now here i am on 5 am on a tuesday grinning manically sleep deprived like HERE YOU GO#i think he looks very cute in this!!! i really did a lot of work on his eyelashes...very important detail to me#he kinda accidentally looks like Louis XIV unfortunately#but thats down to his hair I think. it looks a lot more like the traditional wig style from then compared to what I typically draw#but god imagine being seb in this au!!! you get to wake up next to this majestic beast....#seb would have this painting framed over his bed or something. i mean who wouldn't????#f1#formula 1#fernando alonso#f1 fanart#formula 1 fanart#catie.art.#boy king au
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nosleep83 · 4 months
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I hate having a transphobic family sm
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themyscirah · 25 days
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Saw a meme post and started doodling and somehow spawned this???????
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seeminglydark · 2 months
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Would Caro ever grow their hair out long as an adult? Understandable if it bring up BAD PTSD FEELINGS AND FEARS, was just curious. Related: Would Johnny ever grow his hair out long?
HM im going to say probably not in caros case. I think they would get past the PTSD of it a few years after their brittney spears moment, it was always about not having control over it and less about the hair itself i think (which is why im comparing it to that analogy,) but these days Caro is fairly low maintenance about their appearance and hair like they used to have requires a LOT of work and upkeep. The only thing they bother with these days is skin care and drawing in their eyebrows. They want to be out the door, driving with the top down, or stuffing their head and shorter hair into a motorcycle helmet and not worrying about fixing it up afterward haha! on the opposite end of the spectrum, while ive yet to draw caro middle aged, in my head they have thinning hair/pattern baldness and absolutely rock it.
As for John. ok i actually sketched it a bit for the Human Version of him in werewolf AU, johns hair is thick and wavy bordering on curly, and i just. he looked too much like Mr Universe. And it made me laugh. its not bad, but it REALLY didnt fit his character specifically.
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I'm very hair-centric with my character designs, and while i love a cute metalhead or long haired boy, hell im married to a long hair boy, and at some point Avery (character in Seemingly Dark) will be the long haired boy in my stories, to me, john without his trademark pomp or hawk just doesnt feel like john.
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psychiclounge · 5 months
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i do think the whole "gale is a slowburn romance" thing is very funny bc like. i get being concerned whether or not you're on the right path for his romance on a first playthrough when you don't know his big confession is in act 2, but still calling it a slowburn just bc you don't fuck in act 1 is . it sure is
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dirtbra1n · 1 year
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there’s a word for it. a name. for the people who take care of corpses before a funeral. hanzawa masato doesn’t remember it right now, though, because right now he’s up in the midnight hours, lying flat on the couch in the living room. too warm. he doesn’t care to remember it, the name.
it’s way, way too warm.
dying used to be simpler than this. there was no pavement, there were no buildings, there were no faceless people.
cold, though. there was cold.
the water wasn’t really flowing, too shallow, he was slowing it down, but his blood was. staining the ice.
it was gross.
he couldn’t stretch out his legs, couldn’t reach his arms out over his head. his fingers were cold and useless and deadened, and slow. the air he was struggling to breathe was pushing in and flowing out of his lungs through the puncture wound in his chest. so slow.
he’s been there before. he’s here now.
sitting stiff in the water, soaked to the bone, dying in isolation. bleeding out, masato thinks he’s alive. suffocating, he’s convinced he won’t be for much longer.
he’s not sure he’s anywhere.
dying used to be so easy.
instead of waiting until he couldn’t stand to look at himself anymore, kneeling until his head went under and waiting it out, probably getting swept away by the current until he crashed downstream—he wouldn’t know, he never lived to see that part—instead of that—
he’s wading around a little lost. he’s bleeding. the ghosts only look at him when they know it’ll sting worst, long shadows cast over the water, malformed specters dancing in mockery of him. he thinks his feet are getting a little worse than sliced up by jagged hateful rocks out of sight. that’s depressingly the least of his worries. it’s being impaled by the moon in a loop of time that fucking hates him. but he’s already bleeding. he’s a little surprised that he’s still got blood to bleed.
instead of releasing what could have become a burden, it’s him standing, helplessly, in the river, night after night after night. because it’s nighttime now. it keeps being nighttime.
it’s the kind of thing you’d almost expect to be a relief.
“hanzawa senpai.”
masato turns his head, creaky like a wooden doll. “…tashiro-kun.”
kimono-clad, he offers a hand. “you’re not face first in muck this time.”
masato doesn’t take it. a sharp smile curves his cheeks, not insincere. “thank you. ‘this time?”
tashiro smiles sheepishly down at him. squints. “did you die?”
“do I look dead?”
it’s hard to see from the water, but masato knows that tashiro’s shifted his eyes. saw it in the back of his mind, recorded on crackly film. he says, instead of answering, “I’ve got bandages.”
masato wishes he had something to rest his elbows on, to brace himself on. it doesn’t feel right playing his games standing upright, his hands in his sleeves instead of holding his head on his shoulders. “ta-shi-ro-kuuun, what do you think I need those for?” masato knows what.
tashiro replies anyway, drily from up on uneven paving, “hanzawa senpai, you’re bleeding. you need blood. to survive.”
“tashiro-kun, did I die?”
things are splintering a little. crackly film.
a web of cracks splitting tashiro’s composure, his voice shaking, “why did you?”
that wasn’t what masato asked.
“hanzawa senpai.”
“…”
“senpai.”
“…tashiro-kun.”
“you’re not face first in muck this time.”
the smile’s carving itself in, muscle memory. masato’s not going to ask what he meant by this time. “thank you.”
“did you die?”
“do I look dead?”
in the old school projector film behind his eyelids, the flickering doesn’t feel out of place. “I’ve got bandages.”
“ta-shi-ro-kuuun, what do you think I need those for?” masato’s always known what.
“hanzawa senpai, you’re bleeding. you need blood. to survive.”
“tashiro-kun, did I die?”
the shadows cast by a lantern hidden just behind tashiro make his shoulders look broad. masato swallows down a laugh, but he’s not sure what’s funny. “don’t be shallow, senpai, looks aren’t everything.”
the laugh comes out anyway. he manages, “I feel dead, forget the looks.”
“I can’t. I won’t.”
masato takes his turn to squint. they weren’t taking turns. it doesn’t matter. he doesn’t know if he still feels like laughing. he knows for sure that he can’t think of anything to say.
it’s just as well. tashiro isn’t having the same problem. “I think you should just, I don’t know. care about yourself more.”
masato swallows. his lips press into a chagrined line. “I don’t not care,” he says.
tashiro looks right through him. his eyes are like headlights.
he doesn’t actually need to say it, and masato can tell that he almost doesn’t, but maybe tashiro thought he needed to hear it out loud, feel it taking up space. maybe he was right.
“your caring sucks, senpai. it killed you.”
masato doesn’t want to follow that thread. “how many times have you been here, tashiro-kun?”
tashiro doesn’t buy into it. his demeanor is at once solemn and jarringly pleading, “senpai, won’t you live for once?”
masato means to say it like a joke, because it is one, but by accident the words, “how could I begin to deny you,” are dropping off his tongue, he doesn’t even know why, he doesn’t know why he said that, and no amount of exaggerated irreverence can hide from tashiro—eyes like cleavers, more like—the characters slipping into the water.
the ripples aren’t all that big, but they’re big enough.
like when your head aches, or the gash in your chest is losing you too much blood, or the water is tugging itself a little too close to that gash to be comfortable. something like that. something like that. it’s enough.
he doesn’t think he’s making any sense. it’s just too warm.
“maa-kun,” his older brother’s crooning, pushing his damp bangs off his forehead with cold fingers, “I think you’re sick.”
masato blinks away what he hopes is sweat. “gross.”
“not gross, worrying. sit up please.”
“I’ll throw up.”
“you won’t.”
“you’re right, I won’t.”
he’s getting fussed over in the middle of the night, on the couch that he’s sweating all over, and he’s watching a fan across the room spin and it’s nauseating and he stops looking at it. he’s getting fussed over in the middle of the night, by his older brother, because his mom’s out of town visiting her sister. he’s getting fussed over in the middle of the night, feeling a little out of his body. feeling a little—not at all—a lot like a little kid again. feeling sick, and pathetic.
he goes into the bathroom, wobbly and upset and over-warm, and he throws up.
reality’s tearing itself up, his dreams are eating it up, he’s falling apart and melting at the seams, he sits in almost-too-cold water until he thinks he’s gonna throw up again.
put him on ice, already, the sooner the funeral the sooner he can get some fucking rest.
his older brother’s sitting against the door frame, slipping in and out of consciousness. he murmurs, reaching forward to pet his hair, “‘s it too cold?”
masato doesn’t think it’s sweat. “it’s okay.”
it wouldn’t have been a very good joke, even if it’d come out right.
masato thinks he just choked around, “I want to. I want to.”
#iii of iii: funeral arrangements#hanzawa to tashiro#hanzawa masato#tashiro gonzaburou#…hanzawa masato’s nii-san as well#getting all my darts tags out of the way first.#now then. it’s been two months. most of what you see here was written in the last two hours#number of reasons for this. no idea what most of them are though#writers block for a bit Maybe ‘‘‘‘hyperfixations’’’’ other than this one DEFINITELY#but also. a breadth of images in my head that want out but maybe don’t fit here or there. Yeah. probably will be a followup of miscellaneous#lines and so on later. like spring cleaning. but on the cusp of the new year#i don’t know. it’s time being weird and dreams being weirder and looping over and over#and it’s the sibling emotion bleeding all over. because that’s where i’ve been since at least november#two months ago ogasawara was supposed to be in funeral arrangements. two months is a long time.#i’m warm while i’m writing this.#also in a little bit of a fugue state. the word masato was looking for was ‘undertaker’#okay. it’s good to get this out no matter what. because putting myself in a position of obligation with i ii and iii. was bold for me#but. i think i don’t mind in the end#that said What gets written from this point forward gets written. no one expect anything from me for a bit#but also feel free to put thoughts in my head. i do so like using words for those sorts of things#enough from me now. good talk#dirtbrain writing
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arcaneyouth · 9 months
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i do kind of like the bigender label. im probably not going to use it but i do hold it and toss it around in my brain sometimes. that's a lot like me fr fr
#the reason im probably not gonna use it is the same kind of reason i dont identify as trans:#while the meaning in my head isnt technically correct it is MY meaning for ME and it doesnt match me#bigender is 2 whole genders. 200% gender. maybe even more. thats the definition in my head whether or not its accurate to everyone isnt#important. *i* have only 100% gender. but that gender is split between like 40% girl and 60% something else#and that something isnt even on the scale of normal genders. there isnt a label for that part of my gender#bigender in the community from what ive seen tends to be people who identify on both sides of the boy-girl spectrum#maybe not exactly on that scale but like. aligned generally with it#and my gender. is girl. and a tree and the sound of birdsong. which. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. is not on that scale#i still think i could use bigender if i want because i can do anything i want forever but because my experiences dont exactly align with#bigender is in my head i dont think i will#(note: these tags are MY definition of bigender. it absolutely isnt the actual definition. my definition in regards to how it relates to ME)#(you do not have to tell me thats not how bigender works trust me i know ADGSFHSHGD)#demigirls a better fit anyways. like yeah theres some girl in there. the rest of it? heh... well.... use your imagination#i just sometimes want to recognize i do have 2 different types of gender in me#i am a girl! and im also something else entirely!#and its fun. i like the way my gender works#and bigender does catch some parts of my experience i dont think demigirl and nonbinary do#but not enough for me to use it i think#absolute ramble of a tag set it is 4:30 am i need to sleep
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jeannefostergoriot · 2 days
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I Can Do It With A Broken Heart x Marella Redek.
Reminder of who Marella is for understanding: she’s quite popular at Foxfire, even though pretty secret. Presented as someone that knows everything that’s going on, and kinda rules the school. But with a quite difficult familial situation. Soo.
« I can read your mind, “She’s having the time of her life” »: she seems to have fun, always smiling at school and happy.
« There in her glittering prime, the light refracts sequin stars off her silhouette every night »: as a sort of princess, she shines. I get a bit the prom queen vibe from Marella tbh.
« I can show you lies »: Sophie has to be reminded a few times of Marella’s story. It doesn’t show.
« Cause I’m a real tough kid, I can handle my shit »: her problems, her mother’s mood swings, her father doesn’t seem very present, she made herself tough.
« They said “Babe you gotta fake it till you make it” and I did »: she did. We don’t remember half the time, we don’t see, she went into the war against Neverseen as nothing just cause she wanted to be useful.
« Lights, camera, bitch smile »: own the world, she repeats everyday before going to school.
�� Even when you want to die »: even when it’s chaos at home, Caprise is in a bad state, even when Marella is worried, even when Marella is scared.
« He said he’d love me all his life, but that life was too short »: this is, for Marella, when she gets in an argument with her mother, I’m sure it happens, and she feels bad, and unloved.
« Breaking down I hit the floor »: I have this feeling, which you can argue, that it happens to her pretty regularly to just break down on bad days, cry in her room and unable to move.
« All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting “More!” »: it’s more everyday. School, being prom and rumors queen, helping her mother, learning to control her pyrokinesy, taking active part in the war.
« I was grinning like I’m winning, I was hitting my marks »: she is playing her role. We don’t see her much in the series before Stellarlune, but evertime we catch a glimpse of her, Sophie is admirative. So she is playing the role every time.
« Cause I can do it with a broken heart »: I say her heart is scattered. If not of romance. At least for her mother.
« I’m so depressed I act like it’s my birthday, everyday ». Yeah I know elves don’t celebrate birthdays. But the idea of playing transform everyday in a party feels very Marella.
« I’m so obsessed with him but he avoids me, like a plague » *looks towards lava cake and the fact that a non-acknowledging Fitz would avoid her*. But apart from that, she probably had to revisit her social circle when her Talent was activated, and some may have started to avoid her.
« I cry a lot but I’m so productive »: listen. Everyone in this group has a whole notebook of 2AM poetry/drawings/songs. Or piles of crafted things. Second, she probably goes to train every moment she feels bad. Therefore is productive.
« It’s an art »: she’s an art.
« You know you’re good when you can even do it with a broken heart »: that’s the encouragement she gives herself everyday
« I can hold my breath, I’ve been doing it since he left »: been holding her breath forever, even more since she unlocked her Pyrokinesy.
« I keep finding his things his drawers, crucial evidence I didn’t imagine the whole thing » I dunno. Maybe about her role, her involvement with the black swan before book 9. Like. She was in the team. She had her talent activated. And then she disappeared for a good while. But she sets things on fire. She has training. So she didn’t imagine it.
« I’m sure I can pass this test ». Any bad day is just life playing yo-yo. Destiny testing. She can do it. That’s how she thinks.
« In stilettos for miles »: girl is swag and fashion. She wears the stilettos.
« He said he’d love me for all times, but that time was quite short »: as the « He said he’d love me all his life, but that life was too short », talks of her family, her mother.
« You know you’re god… And I’m good! Cause I’m miserable, and nobody even knows! »: since she convinced herself that’s how it works. And no one really sees she’s behind. She’s feeling less fine someday. And nobody knows.
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rotisseries · 9 months
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im so completely obsessed with the loz au byler concept every single post of it I see I HAVE to reblog and then I'm in the tags losing my mind in all caps and then the post just says something like "I think a zelda byler au would be neat"
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the-kipsabian · 1 year
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done with the second worst part of cleaning, i have vacuumed
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sun-marie · 3 months
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