#I need to update Thunder and do the Headless Horror bit but I might make it my winter WIP after I finish Rabbit Heart

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7, 8, 13 for the ask game :D

YAYYYYYY THANK YOU ANT! :D Fun writer asks.

7. Music, ambient noise, or silence?

The absolute dead silence of the grave. In fact, this makes me an irritable housemate for my partner, the loudest man on the planet. (affectionate)

8. Narrative or dialogue? 

CAN I HAVE BOTH?! I feel like it varies for me by POV character. Dooku is so much internal narrative. He's always got a running silent internal monologue with himself and therefore the reader. Sifo-Dyas is a chatty talky dialogue boy; he can't shut up for his own good.

13. Ctrl+f: silver/gold/bronze–did anything come up in your WIP and if so, share it?

:D I was going to give you the word from the last RH chapter, but it’s a spoiler, so you get this from Returning the Sword to the Stone. (That’s enough sex for you, Sifo-Dyas, I’m cramming you back into Dooku's friendzone for this fic. )

They're discussing Serenno Trauma ™️ while trying on dress tunics:

“Oh, that makes me feel excellent, thank you.” Dooku snapped. And Sifo-Dyas was supposed to be his best friend. "Don't call it pedigree. You make me sound like some sort of… luxurious breed of horse." He turned to present himself to the seer for appraisal of this next dress tunic. 

“Wow. You’re a handsome horse, how about that?” Sifo-Dyas nodded approvingly. “The gold is perfect. It brings out the warmer color in your eyes.” 

Dooku rolled the eyes in question. Sifo-Dyas was always saying incoherent nonsense like that.

Woo! Send me an ask from the list or reblog and I'll send you one!