#HIII THANA hiii .:-)!!!

[butchdykekondraki]

Hii Konnie!!! Hiii, hope all is well but I hope all is well but for the flag picking maybe Xeno/Neo gender or GenderQueer or Genderfuild :3

- @thanatopia-111

HELL YEAH!!!

colourpicked from my wonderful guy archangel michael .:-) vv

[mareenavee]

Talk to me about plot bunnies! Since I know you're largely a planner/outliner, I have a question about what you do with the sorts of lightning bolt, "I wasn't planning on this" story ideas we all I think have to contend with at one point or another. How do you discipline plot bunnies in your writing - do you let them hop around, do you shuffle them into side projects, do they multiply unnoticed? What is the strangest/weirdest plot bunny you've hatched since you started The World on Our Shoulders that you've decided to not pursue after all? Alternatively, was there a plot idea that wasn't planned, but that since then happily made it in and hopped across the page? Bonus: with your editorial hat on, what advice would you give writers who suffer from plot bunny population booms?

HIII So sorry it's taken me a mortal age to get to this one LOL you know perhaps better than most that my writing has had me in a hyper focus for a WHILE. But I'm glad for it. This is fun because in the time since you asked this ONE plot bunny was allowed to escape LOL. I'll get to him in a second. You know the one.

But first, I do generally stick to the plan to get from point A to point B but I allow some creative freedom with the prose. Sometimes cool scenes crop up -- usually character building things. I have to keep an eye on my plot threads but there's still wiggle room. I like to cause problems on purpose. And sometimes if I write a scene and it doesn't quite fit, I move it into a fragment file and return to it later. And if I'm really feeling like the scene might fit sooner rather than later or be more fun to work with, I absolutely will shift cards around so to speak. A whole mini arc got added into the Raven Rock arc (second arc of the fic) because I was just feeling like shaking the jar of beans. Rude of me, I realize. I also dragged part of that encounter down to arc 1 to begin with, toward the end when I decided I was going to make trouble. This usually all stems from my practice of just writing ideas down when they come to me, after having a really long stretch of time where I wasn't really feeling very creative as the world was...well...you know. A few spinoff fics have been created from this. One is my Ondolemar project I'd hinted at here. Well... you did actually LOL. It had previously been unannounced. And I have another one where I'll redo the college of Winterhold later. I'm also really loving some of the prompts we've been coming up with here and there, especially the cursed kiss prompts (Ya'll can thank @thana-topsy's reply to this post for a few of ours at this point.) So at least one of those has become sort of more than expected; a plausible if not tragic end to my fic series.

Considering I'm not really opposed to the challenge of weird, as we've seen lately lol I've definitely decided that if an idea fits, there's a way to make it work within the fic universe or an alternate universe, really. But there was a point where I was deciding who would be a POV character and who wouldn't for World and, before Athis was a POV character (and he was very, very needed for the story) someone else had been. I have a fragment from something very early here in another ask. He'll be returning for the sideways sequel, so it's not that I just decided it was too weird, per se, more that the voice was better for a different idea.

Now on to my favorite plot bunny! VARLAIS. My new OC. My idiot (endearing.) He just...exists now. He was not in draft one. He was not in the first published version of World. But he just happened to be perfect for what I needed when I was, as mentioned, causing problems on purpose for the mini arc I'm currently working on in the WIP. And now everyone is in love with the boy, even though he'd probably break his leg trying to tie his shoes. (You can meet him in this post. ) He is a Thalmor, technically, and a spy. A double agent if you will. But we're not really sure if he's a good one? Somehow he's been surviving. He is being shuffled into the Ondolemar fic I've mentioned above, but for now he's finishing up the Raven Rock arc of the fic with Nyenna and Teldryn. Does his surname sound familiar? It's Ayleidoon for "Stars." It does mean something. Para, I know you've seen this. But, for those of you new to the chaos of a new OC just kind of willing themselves into existence, here's a snippet of the very first instance of Teldryn encountering the boy. This, by the way, was a very stupid mistake on both their parts. (:

From Chapter 25:

He didn’t get far. As he was adjusting the sail and knocking off as much ice as he could from the canvas, he heard the crunch of snow and wood from the abandoned, half-collapsed shack, which he’d completely forgotten to check. He’d barely spotted the Thalmor archer perched on the avalanche before the arrow caught him in the elbow. Pain exploded from the wound as he let out a strangled cry of surprise. His Candlelight spell ended abruptly. Something was wrong. The agony wasn’t isolated to the injury — it was radiating everywhere. The attacker ran to the shore in seconds and tossed a ball of Magelight in Teldryn’s direction. He made a show of jumping into the boat with unnatural grace. The Thalmor threw back his hood, scarred, gilded face grinning maliciously. Pin-straight, straw-colored hair fell forward, left half missing or trimmed away, revealing more angry scars on his skull and a network of burns on his neck that disappeared into his collar. “Goodnight,” he said. That was all. He waited. Bold of him, really. The two of them stared at each other for a moment — the Thalmor smug, Teldryn perplexed. He looked like the kind of person who would deserve to be stabbed in the neck with the same arrow he’d just shot someone in the elbow with. If only Teldryn could reach the damned thing. This was normally not a difficult or slow process. What the hell? Teldryn’s fingers were numb to the bone, more than they should’ve been in his gauntlets. He didn’t feel cold. In fact, all he felt was pain. He found no matter how hard he willed it, he couldn’t get his other arm to reach the arrow protruding out of the joint. The muscles were locking up. It struck him then exactly what this was. Fucking Paralysis poison. He tried to shout, to curse, to cast a spell — anything. But it was too late. He felt himself collapsing woodenly into the hull of the boat. His head struck one of the benches on the way down and his vision swam. He could not yell. Could not struggle. Could not even blink. The Thalmor archer walked toward the back of the boat around his limbs and kicked him out of the way with a derisive snort. His eyes, blue and full of hate in the Magelight, were the last things Teldryn saw before darkness closed around him.

[lushloooser]

OMG!! IT’S THANA!!! HIII!!! 🦇🦇

she has claws. (and claws)

[butchdykekondraki]

Hiii Konnie Hiii, do you ever think about John the Apostle, Do you ever think about the painting which he lean against Jesus, devotion and adoration within his form. Naive to the fate that within this meal which he shares to the one he praises, would be the last. That he will longer be bless by those warm smiles of his, that he will longer walk beside him, no longer embrace him as if his own. And yet he never was his own, not even as he drank his blood and consume the divine meal, for his lips had never grace his and yet the traitor felt them. As he sold Jesus away for worthless coins, as he forsake him to their death, who was the one who kissed him. How he envy the outsider, who was praised by his holy words, how he felt jealousy sting within his eyes as he gaze upon the kiss that he wished was his, how disgusted he felt as for he once again he wished he was Judas, the sinner, the betrayal of such love, the one who held blood their on his hand: to have been bestowed upon such love. The affection which John had long and ache for deep within the night, how he wished that he would look at him the same way. How wish and prays, even within his final moments, his pleads always remain the same. For Jesus to return his devotion and admiration, for his own love which he keep silent to be return. Perhaps he is no better than Judas. COOGHH I am taking the doomed bible yaoi waayyy to seriously ^—^

- @thanatopia-111

hiiii thana haiiii!!!! im gonna start coughinf up blood snd organs about this ^__^!!!

[butchdykekondraki]

Hiii Reeses Hiii doomed bible yaoi is plaguing my mind and I can’t sleep, soo do you ever think about the last meal. Do you ever think about the words which Jesus spoke, the words which were meant for the man he loves. “Truly I tell you, one of you will betray me.” Yet he still gave him his body to tear into, to consume and devour like no other, so that he and him may become one. One of you will betray me, one of will hurt me, one of you will break my aching soul which still called and long for you even upon the cross. And yet Jesus still poured his blood for him to drink, for him to savor the lingering taste of his being, for his and their soul to intertwine and mend in such a way. One of you will forsake me yet he still ate with him, still slept with him, still kissed him in return upon the betrayal, tasting the wine against his lips. “Truly I tell you, one of you will betray me.” yet Jesus still loves him, he still loves Judas.<- sorry about rib, it just needed to get this out of devotes system before they take a nap ^^

- @thanatopia-111

?!??!!??? HELLO THANA HI. IM GOING TO FUCKING EXPLODE?

[butchdykekondraki]

Hii Cyrus!!! ^^ I was thinking of trying new neopronouns I haven’t heard of yet and wondering if you could recommend/give some to me!!!!

- @thanatopia-111

hiii thana!!! im not totally sure which ones to recommend but some ones we like are uhhh hx/hxm, dev/devote, si/sin, visc/viscera cor/corvids, rib/cage, mor/mortis ^__^;; <- i have no idea if that like ... helps . at all . but ja .:3

[butchdykekondraki]

Hiii here’s my two cents, I like to think the moment Clef realize he wished to not only live but thrive, away from the cruelty of the foundation, was when Kondraki simply asked with some help with her hair. As he simply brushes it in the deafening silence and atmosphere of the foundation does e realizes that all he wants to do is this. Taking care of the ones he loves, helping her in any ways which he can. As he softly Combes it, showing a gentleness he thought he never had, he realizes all he ever wanted is here. That was the night, the devil himself began to hope. Okay byeeee :]

- @thanatopia-111

OHHHHH THANA IM GONNA KILL YOU FOR THIS ONE

[butchdykekondraki]

Hiii Konnie, Hiii!!! I don’t know if you watched “I Saw The Tv Glow” but if you have, I have an idea I need to share with you, that movie but crossed over with Clefdraki :3

- @thanatopia-111

HIIII THANA HIIIIIII!! i havent seen it (YET) but ill take ur word for it o7!!!!