#I might post a segment from my wip we'll see

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Another 1k words 🥳 typing on an actual keyboard seems to be a bit less painful than scrolling, so I might actually get this thing done!

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WIP Wednesday!

It's a wednesday AND I remembered that I actually have a wip I can post bits of! This started as an utterly self-indulgent fic and... just seems to keep going. If I ever get it to serious smut, it may get posted in segments, given the tonal shift from beginning to ultimate end. We'll see.

This is featuring Emil (Aemelius), Mel (Rosamel), and Ell'iandyr and is below the cut for... any number of reasons.

Mel eased eirself away from the doorway to get a closer look, while Emil seemed to waver on just what sort of hospitality to offer. “There’s a fire going in the lounge. We were just going to settle in for a bit of reading. Maybe you’d like to join us.”

“I’d hate to drip on your furnishings,” they admitted. While it was true that, normally, they would have been able to dry themself with a gesture, working with their client for most of the day had significantly drained their resources.

“Oh, that’s no trouble. We get all sorts of things on the furnishings. May I?” Emil asked, grinning as he waited for an affirmative nod before he took the liberty of tucking a stray lock of hair behind Ell’s ear. “Really, though. I’m sure that Mel can do something about that for you. Or we can get you some towels and a robe, if you prefer a more hands-on approach.”

“Expediency is probably the… more reasonable approach,” Ell admitted, realizing that they were beginning to shiver a little as their clothes clung to them.

“For now, certainly,” Mel replied as they waved a hand over Ell, drying the clothes with a simple spell. “Will you join us? I picked one of my favorites.”

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“I was thinking of retiring for the evening,” ei commented as they traced a line around one of Ell’s ankles.

“Are you hoping for company?”

“I certainly wouldn’t object. Ell’iandyr? Would you like to join us?”

“I--”

“I’m asking because I’m hoping you’ll say ‘yes,’” Mel added as ei watched a little hint of concern pass over Ell’s features.

Emil gave a discreet cough at this before adding, “You’re not obligated to. Please understand that. I have plenty of rooms where you can be accommodated without any trouble. But I would also be lying if I did not add that it would be our pleasure for you to join us for the remainder of the evening.” All through Mel’s reading, Emil had ample opportunity to observe Ell and their responses to even the most simple of touches, and he was very curious indeed to how they might act and move and breathe in a setting explicitly intended to elicit response.

“I’m… flattered,” Ell finally replied, watching a little smile quirk Mel’s lips as ei continued to trace delicate patterns over the top of their foot.

“You’re flattered… but?” Emil appreciated clear communication-- when he could get it at least. Mel would sometimes talk around topics (though ei were getting better) and it seemed that Ell would need a bit of coaxing, too, to say what they really wanted.

“I’m flattered and… it would be my pleasure to join you for the night?”

“Very good, Ell’iandyr. That wasn’t so difficult, was it?”

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Fanfic writer ask game: 5, 7, 12, 37!

Happy fanfic writer appreciation day, friend!!!

5. Share one of your strengths. Northern asked the same question! hahaha I dislike listing my strengths why must you do this to meeee. I said characterization for northern, for you I'll say dialogue. I have a lot of fun writing dialogue, and have been complimented on it before so I think it comes off well, at least for the characters I know the best (Aang and Katara).

7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Aang’s grief was ever present. Sometimes it pressed in from all sides, suffocating him. Sometimes it just sat on his shoulder, reminding him through every council meeting that he was alone. The only one wearing orange and yellow. The only one with arrows. The only one. 

He had lost so much; nobody would really blame him if they knew. However, Aang carried his burden quietly, behind a mask of joviality and gentleness. Not that Aang wasn’t jovial and gentle, but so many saw this and forgot about the heavy sadness sitting just under the surface. Only his closest friends could see the slips of his mask. The clenched fists under the table in response to an insensitive comment, the twitch in his eye from losing sleep trying to somehow preserve his lost Nation, the momentary disappearance of his signature grin when a memory of them broke through, reminding him that they should still be here. That it was his fault they were gone. 

This is the beginning of my fic Hopeful Again (rated E), and my biggest Aang's-grief exploration to date. I am proud of it because it really sets the stage and the emotional threshold for the rest of the fic. I poured so much into this fic and I'm still really happy with how this whole fic turned out.

12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more? Ooooh this is a good one! Does the whole first half of book 3 count? hahaha. The Awakening, The Headband, and The Painted Lady have SO MUCH good character development that I draw from repeatedly in my writing. I guess, though, if I have to pick just one, I would pick The Serpent's Pass from book 2, because I have written entire FICS based on that scene of Aang and baby Hope and his and katara's conversation afterward, so... hahaha.

37. Talk about your current wips. Oh, friend, there are so many (sobs in open, unfinished google docs). I have 7 open wips at the moment, ranging from zero words of prose/just the base idea to multiple unpublished chapters written. The big one is obviously Unspoken, Undeniable (rated T)--my multi-chapter fake dating kataang AU. I also have the next segment of Explorations (rated E) in the drafting stage, an almost-finished smutty labor induction fic I promised sometime last year, a kainora and katara fic/ficlet idea, the mixed-race cloudbabies fic, awkward museum fic to fulfill a @kataang-prompts idea, and a part 2 to A Noble Predicament (rated T) in which Aiza and Katara meet in person. There are too many to talk about hahaha but I will say that you will definitely like the next chapter of Unspoken, Undeniable when I post it next week, since we'll be getting ready for and going to the birthday ball! I also might need to start differentiating the fic between ffn (rated T) and ao3 (rated M, possibly, for now) because of a couple sentences of implied solo activities... Still nothing explicit so I haven't decided if that is where the line is or not. There WILL be a bonus spice chapter at the end on ao3 that won't be included in the ffn version, but... yeah I don't know, hahaha.

Thank you so much for the ask, choco!

40 questions for fanfic writers