#anyway happy whumptober! :D

[atleastimlookingdown]

Gen, unhappy ending Summary: Why should he listen to Opal when she said not to call Rose? She didn't decide for him what he did or didn't do. He just wanted some closure, okay?

[amethystfairy1]

Can I just say how absolutely amazing your writing is?? Seriously, I have never been hooked on a story the way TT Treebark has me in a chokehold. The tension is pulled so tight and I have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN IN SILVERSVALE AND I JUST-- RAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!

So anyway all that's to say you're a huge inspiration to me and I'm going to start writing a thing of my own soon, and I wanted to know how you make your plots! Or if you have any tips, or how you plan or make frames, anything really. And keep up the good work!! Your Whumptober has kept me nice and fed :D

Thank you so much!!!! I'm so glad you love TT Treebark, they'll be back soon don't worry!

I'm so happy you're gonna start writing, go go go! That's AWESOME!

Tips...? Hmmm...I mean, if it's gonna be an extensive AU like TTSBC or TT then it PAYS to have a timeline off the bat. Even if it's like three major plot points, and then you can fill it in as you go, because that way you can always have it organized so you don't contradict yourself! As far as how I make plots...? I dunno I kind of just try to come up with POINTS to scenarios I want to write, and then build the scene around that.

For example, Inkblot Lovely, the Flower Husbands fic! I wanted to Jimmy to have to try and cheer up Scott, in the sort of way that Scott usually does for him...and yet I didn't want anything to actually HAPPEN to Scott...so then the journal plot come to me and I went from there! But yeah, as far as plots, I'd say just keep thinking of scenes, imagine where you want your characters to be and how you WANT to write them! it helps with motivation too i think! Best of luck!!!

[eternalwritess]

Bro like I'm actually begging pls make more epilogue of endings fics I need more from this show and ur like one of the only people making fics for it right now and I absolutely love what you wrote for it already I'm obsessed omg ofc you don't have to if you don't want to I just really wanted to say that I love ur work for it rlly and it's brilliant and I love it

hii!! tysm for the ask!!! :DD

and same here lol, im absolutely obsessed with this show so badly like i can NOT get it out of my mind if a tried and it's becoming a problem /pos

as for making more fics i do have another one that should be coming out this week for whumptober!! then afterwards im gonna be focusing on some of my other projects that i should probably finish (i have two books that are incomplete and since theyre kinda long i do wanna finish them) but in between making them and finishing up their chapters i will be writing random oneshots and teoe will definitely be among those!

alsooo!! if you have any requests for me when it comes to writing teoe i would be more than happy to do them :D

just keep in mind that it will definitely take me a while because of whumptober, wips, school, and stuff like that so it might be out after the end of october and even then lol. anyways but tysmm!! im glad to see that people are enjoying my little drabbles no matter how silly (and sometimes bad-) they are!!!

[comfy-whumpee]

Echoes

Whumptober Day 10 - "You said you'd never leave me." CN: referenced domestic violence, minor whump.

Jax taglist: @bloodybrambles, @wildfaewhump, @lektric-whump, @that-one-thespian, @raigash, @burtlederp, @rosesareviolentlyread, @eatyourdamnpears

Savvie, Izzy and Jamie belong to @ashintheairlikesnow.

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She says, “You said you’d never leave me.”

She is staring at him from across the metal table. The inmate jumpsuit is a good look on her, he can’t deny, and he likes seeing her hands cuffed to the table too, unable to grab or touch him anywhere at all. Her nails are short and round and unpainted, which he has never seen before.

She says, “You’re mine, Jax.” She has tied her hair back from her face and it makes her look more her age. He looks older than her, has for years, because of how they have lived. But now, she looks as haggard as he feels, without the makeup he is used to seeing on her.

He doesn’t have an answer for her demand. He remembers promising many times that he wouldn’t leave her. He’d never betray her. He couldn’t. That always satisfied her well enough.

Of course, the moment he could, that all became moot. But he’d said all the right promises without worrying about that. Looking to the future was never his strong suit, anyway.

“I thought you loved us,” Savvie continues. She doesn’t need him to reply. “I thought you cared about us, as a family, Jax. But you just wanted to hurt us.”

Jax thinks about her nearly dropping Jamie when he spit up on her shirt. He thinks about Izzy coming into the kitchen white as a sheet from one of her ‘talks’. He thinks about how sound carries in her old house, and how both kids have heard his screams.

“My poor babies.” Savvie is a one-woman show of grief. Her eyes glitter with crystalline tears, but they don't leave him, watching for his reaction. “You can’t take them from me. They’re mine, Jax. I’ll fight for them. I just need to see them again, to make sure they understand what’s happening, to make sure they know why you decided to break up our family.”

“You did that, Savvie,” he interjects. “You did that every time you took me away from them.”

“You never wanted them,” she replies dismissively, trying and failing to gesture with a rattle of chain. “You just wanted to lecture me about them. It’s thanks to me they even exist.”

That is all true. But none of it matters. It stopped mattering as soon as there became real children involved. He couldn’t just abandon a baby to her.

“You’ve ruined our family,” she adds. She’s been refuelled by his words. He needs to stay quiet. “It will never, ever be the same, after what you’ve done. I hope you’re happy, Jax. I’ll never be happy again.”

His mouth is already open to speak, to retort, when she adds the rest. But it only becomes more true. “Here’s hoping.”

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“Daddy,” she sniffles, arms tight around his waist. Her face is pressed into his stomach and he strokes her hair gently. “I’m sorry, daddy,” she hiccups. “Please d-don’t go without me an’ Jamie, please.”

“I’m not going anywhere without you two,” he promises. He gently loosens her arms, but keeps hold of her hands as he drops stiffly to one knee. He meets her wide, tear-filled eyes. “Hey. I said I’d never leave you two, didn’t I?”

She stares at him, full of fear. He should have seen it coming, of course. He can’t talk about a holiday without reminding her of Savvie’s version of a weekend getaway: kids abandoned with zero warning, sudden trips to the airport while they were still asleep, Jax dragged along on half-baked promises that Isaac would send someone.

“I want to go on holiday with you both,” he promises her. Her little hands are gripping his back, her fingers soft and warm against his callouses. “That’s what holidays are like now. I will never run away on holiday without you, especially not if you are sleeping.”

“Never ever?” she asks, her gaze so afraid and so desperately trusting.

The weight of his words feels so heavy, knowing she will hold onto them tightly, repeating them over and over to herself. How to pick words that will comfort her through all their uses?

He starts with the fundamentals. “Family is me, you and Jamie.” No Mommy. No Savvie. Not even grandpa makes the cut, at the end of the day. With this established, he adds, “Family holiday has to be me, you and Jamie too.”

She leans forwards, asking for a hug in that careful way she has with touch. Touch with him, anyway. She isn’t this cautious with the others.

He hugs her close. “Never, ever,” he repeats. Sometimes he likes to imagine how long he could go without un-hugging his baby girl. He could sleep with her in his arms again. He can eat with her on his lap. Walk the dogs with her in his arms. He could keep hold of her forever.

Of course, it’s just an instinct. He lets her go. “And,” he adds, to lift her spirits, “you get a say in where we go on holiday, now. We choose together.”

She doesn’t care as long as she’s with him, he knows. It’s the same for him. But maybe, with some time, he can get her excited for the holiday, and give her back some of the joy she never had.

Here’s hoping.

[smilesrobotlover]

SMILES :D

I am crashing into your blog. There is a Lofty-shaped hole in your wall. Don’t worry about it, I’ll ask the blorbos to fix it up, I’m sure Wild can use his special arm to splooge it together.

ANYWAY. Hi :3

It sounds like your day was a little rough, I am here to offer chocolate and comfort. <3 Maybe I can write something Miphlink for you? I don’t know how much the TP tickle is hitting me, honestly. Or maybe I can write Abel & Til having an adventure in a shrine? Idk. Sending you love and hugs <3

Feel free to also use this as an opportunity to rant about anything you’d like, whether it’s life, Blorbo lore, anguish/excitement about writing/drawing, etc. <3

Lofty!!!! :D I will treasure this lofty shaped hole forever dw about fixing it up

And my day wasn’t too bad, I’m just stressed. I’m workin everyday except the weekends which is nice but it makes Sunday nights dreadful. I also have school on top of it all and practicing songs for my sister and aaagh I’m just a lil burnt out. Clearly with the lack of digital art and more traditional art it is very apparent that I’m struggling ahah. But it’s fine. Yesterday I had my first test of the semester and I got a B+ so I’m pretty happy about that! I just need to take some deep breaths 😅 trying to keep myself from buying a ton of markers cuz I want more color options lol

And aaaw you don’t have to do that 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I do love me some miphlink tho but you’re so sweet to think of that 😭😭 if you really want to I won’t stop you ;) I also love me some Til and Abel. Consider me their number 1 fan

And I’m just a wee bit frustrated cuz I finally got the part I’ve been waiting for in Love at Twilight and writing hasn’t been easy for me. Like I can’t sit down and write for long periods of time anymore and it’s so frustrating. But I’m blaming slight burnout for that cuz I’ve felt aahsbdudhsks about writing since whumptober haha. But I REALLY want to continue Love at Twilight so I can finish it and work on my FSAU and a sorta sequel to LaT which explores the resistance and small adventures. Uuuugh it’s just annoying lol. I’ll get over it tho. Traditional art has been keeping me sane fortunately. But yeaaaah I’ve been thinking about tp a lot since I’ve been playing it and so yeaaah that’s a lot of fun :) my favorite game fr. Cant get enough of it.

[iamchaos1234]

2024 Chaos wrapped

I know no one will probably care about this post but it matters to me and my growth so I'll make it anyways.

Gosh, 2024 huh? Gone like that. I've certainly had... a time with it. Let's take a look at my favorite posts and overall my blog this year!

January, 2024: Insanity and the beginning of obsessions ✨️

Hunter as a dragon, still actually like this deeign ngl. Was still posting trad art exclusively, wasn't having a great time tbh :,)

Febuary, 2024: Hazbins of the Hotel and one of babies first ocs!

Omg the head shape on my first Chaos reference I can't :,) those hands tho. Hazbin was fun while it lasted lol despite its f l a w s, should I redesign Chaos?

March, 2024: Birth of Nyx and motivation spike

It may not show but I got an unnatural urge to draw a bunch, didn't post it all tho. Also Nyx still one of me fav oc's even if no one cares :,]

April, 2024: Owl House and craziness

Lots of owls, lots of shit posts lol. I was just drawing what I wanted back then, I miss that lack of preassure and expectation

May, 2024: Birthdays and digital art!

May is me birthday so that was nice! Started digital art but was literally drawing on the edit mode in my camera app. Help.

June, 2024: June of Doom and turning the friggin frogs gay

Yeah toh was love, toh was life. Didn't finish June of Doom tho lol :,D

July, 2024: Art fight!!!

Art fight was such a highlight of my year like omg it was so fun??? And new ocs!

August, 2024: COTL and smaugust!

Yeah I completely failed smaugust but hey cotl designs! And finally using a drawing website instead of my camera editor!

September, 2024: School and struggle

A bit of a rough patch with school starting again, less posts and mental health went weeeeeee...

October, 2024: Whumptober and drama

Drama in my life I mean. Yeah and I ALSO failed whumptober! October was rough for me due to friend issues so not much posting..

November, 2024: TRAFFICBLR

The hyperfixation hit me like a TRUCK oml like 24/7 thinking about these silly minecrafters. But dare I say I've improved in drawing humanoids a bit?

December, 2024: Shadowrot and, as the blog is named, chaos

I think I have improved in drawing humans?! Maybe pls tell me idk >-< still finding my style but getting more confident.

And that was my 2024! Thank you all for sticking along for the ride and putting up with my insanity and shitty upload schedules :,D

Happy new year everyone!

[breezy-cheezy]

My Friends Enjoy Reminding Me of My Many WIPs: The Tag Game

Another tag game! I prommy I worked on the fics from the last tag meme/game I've just been....school hell. :/ (Same thing for Whumptober, I'm just doing at least one a week now woooo)

Anyway finishing off my latest reblog spam with responding to this! Thank you @pencilofawesomeness for tagging me! :D

- rules: share the first line (or two or more!) of every current wip you have (that you feel comfortable sharing) and tag some writer friends! feel free to add the titles of your documents if you see fit

I'll tag others up here so y'all don't have to go through the wips yourselves if you don't wanna lol: @insertsomthinawesome , @x-i-l-verify, @wandererriha, @forwantofacalling

YALL DON'T HAVE TO it's just a fun thing <333

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Whumptober 2023: Day 13, Infection (Trigun: Twin Swap AU, Zazie POV)

(in an ideal world I woulda finished this today but hhhhsdgjkfsd nope)

There is something…strange, piercing the night-moon-dark air. We lift our head, looking through the eyes of a drone to the dark sky-sands above. Normally, those sands would glint with the eyes of Monarchs passed before us, and if it were Brood Season, the expanse would be alight with the drifting eggs of yet-to-be-hatched grubs. Yet this Moon-pass...eggs much bigger than we’ve ever seen in all our many cycles are falling down down down-

Bright. Blinding. Hot.

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Whumptober 2023: Day 9, "You're a Liar" (Trigun: Stampede)

There’s an illness rolling through the orphanage- Toma-pox, they call it. Nicholas prowls the halls, gathering up the sick kids one by one. He needs to make sure all the kids are piled into one area so they can be taken care of. And q. Cuar. Ant-eened. He thinks that's how you say it.

Miss Melanie was really tired and taking a break, so Nicholas can help with this. Sisters Clara and Beth were busy making stew for everyone. He’d already been looking for Livio, what's a couple more kids?

They tell him to be careful or he might catch it too. He just huffs and rolls his eyes. He’s too strong to get sick like everyone else.

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Whumptober 2023: Day 7, "Can you hear me?" (One Piece)

They’d stopped on an island, something-something island with a name Zoro didn’t bother to remember. They’d stopped there to restock on some supplies, since according to their Cook and Doctor, they were getting pretty low. 

Which is all well and good; Luffy in particular is always excited for someplace new to explore; their Captain needed somewhere to work off his pent up energy. Normally Zoro would go with him, but he’d somehow gotten roped into pack-mule duty for the crap Cook, while Nami helped Chopper carry his purchased supplies. He's not sure why the roles can't be switched. Random fruits and vegetables weren’t that much heavier than bandages in his opinion really…

He got angrier the more he thought about it, but not for the usual reasons.

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My Mind, My Body, My Soul, Chapter 5: Father's Lament (Genshin Impact, Daemon AU)

Today was supposed to be a good day. It was supposed to be bright, filled with joy and happy memories to be made. 

In a happier world, a safer world, maybe the Ragnvindr family would have had a wonderful party, full of smiles and cake and food and love and safety and warmth. Perhaps some drinking, since Diluc would then have been of age, and the only tragedy would be the young master of Mondstadt’s wine industry discovering how much he dislikes alcohol.

A small semi-formal dance was to be had, followed by a sweet musical number performed by the youngest Gunhildr sister. Some embarrassment, but genuine awe and excitement as that would have been the first gift given on the celebration of Diluc’s birth.

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Whumptober 2023: Day 30, Borrowed clothing, bridal carry (Twisted Wonderland)

“There! The mirror!” Divus says, relief plain in his voice. Mozus Trein looks up from the mirror in his grip, towards the Dark Mirror all their students had leapt through hours before, its surface rippling with voices coming from as if underwater. 

“OH thank goodness! We won't be sued after all-” Crowley sighs, stepping forward only to be pulled back by one of Divus’s hands on his feathered shoulder. 

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Whumptober 2023: Day 23, Shadows, "Who's there?" (Honkai Star Rail)

(tip toeing around spoilers so I'm not sharing the FIRST first lines haha)

They both look over to their friend to catch him staring back at them, golden eyes wide, his fingers near his mouth. He swallows on reflex, and they can tell it's more than just saliva going down his throat.

Welt's face goes pale, and he shoves the journal to the side, which March quietly takes. Welt rushes to Orion's side, cane clicking, free hand fluttering nervously about the box. “Please tell me you did not just take one of those medicine pellets.”

Orion blinks, then looks down at the box. One small object, one pill is clearly missing.

”I uh. Can tell you I did not...not take one....“ the young trailblazer says sheepishly. Welt sucks in a breath through his teeth.

[adrift-in-thyme]

Trrriiiin, you're lovely and I love your writing style and you're SO TALENTED and you're precious and I appreciate you❤️

What is your favorite story trope to write? Also, what is one (or more) fics that you are really proud of from this year?

AKSKDNDKSKSK OMAAAAA YOU’RE MAKING ME BLUSH

UNO REVERSE (just swap out writing for art lol)

My favorite trope is definitely hurt/comfort. At least, I think that’s a trope…idk maybe that counts as a genre. Anyway lol I love it. I really enjoy writing pain (that sounds weird 😅) and getting to do that PLUS get a somewhat happy ending where the poor blorbo I tortured is cared for make me so happy. It’s the perfect way to allow characters to open up and bond with one another in ways they wouldn’t before. That vulnerability is delicious.

Ohhh fics I’m proud of…definitely Give the Lion Fangs. I haven’t had this much fun planning for and writing a multi-chap since…well, maybe ever lol. I’ve loved getting to explore this little-known character and create the backstory — and future — I wish Nintendo had given him. It can get overwhelming at times, especially when my anxiety is going nuts, but I’ve kept pushing on and I’m really proud of that.

Also all my Whumptober and Febuwhump fics (especially, my First gets resurrected one from Febuwhump and my Time gets stalfo-d by the Lost Woods one from Whumptober.) Some I like more than others, of course, but I enjoyed writing them all. And becoming a Whumptober completionist?? Never thought I’d do that. Might never do it again XD But it was fun and I’m proud of it.

[amugoffandoms]

Ooh, 3, 17, and 29 for the fic asks if you want :D

whoopee!! more mug's ao3 writing wrapped!! here's the list!

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

i am incapable of picking just one so here's a list aidnjf!!

Sing Your Sins! - yeah this would be an obvious choice but like audhgjgjg it was so fun to write about!! just let them be happy guys please!,!@,&$$

37.2°C -- Yuno Kashiki's Trial 2 Voice Drama - I had a blast rewriting some of yuno's trial 2 vd for this swap au judt man some of the last lines kinda just hit hard and man judt man

a mug of whumptober 2023 fics - is this cheating?? yeah a little bit buy i had so much fun writing some of this!! really can't wait to get to the rest shhffjjf

ILOLL - yeah the characters are historical figures, I like writing and if the story just so happens to be through these figures that were sort of modernized by a musical then yeah ajfjfjf ANYWAYS you can see my favorite part of formatting and also gruesome writing in this ajfhfj love both of those things dearly sjjf

17. Your favorite character to write this year?

yuno.

but there are some close contenders!!

Sayori is really fun to write! There's a balance of bubbly and bittersweet you have to hit and it's always fun standing on that line! also just sayo :]

Es, Mahiru, and Fuuta all because I've written them a few times to understand their character better and also they have beliefs and traits that are so intrinsically woven into their character that it's like Oh we're gonna have fun writing this yippee!!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

oh man there's so many auauausu

here are some that i picked out sjfjf

“Ha, you know that you’re just pushing everyone away when you’re being honest?” She knows. She knows. It’s stupid, but she knows. No matter what she’s like, she’ll have to lie. Just to have a little warmth. How cruel is that?

Shidou hears that voice. He can’t tell who said that, probably one of the doctors pulling him out of the room. Closing his mouth to stop the next scream, he realizes, for a second, he believes them. He believes that if he lets other people dip their hands in the ocean of blood he wades through every day, his wife will be waiting for him. His wife will be alive.

It's only that noise and him standing around. He can feel his chest tighten with guilt and dread. If he dared to breathe, it felt like something akin to a noose constricted his breath, pulling him away.

"Sometimes I wake up and everything feels frozen. It's cold and I can't feel anything. It's nothing. I can't feel the light against my face. I can't feel my body ache for relief."

"Y-Yuno—" "I can't tell if I'm on the edge of my life or I'm already dead." "!" "Then, Mahiru-san comes into my cell with Shidou-san. He fixes my bandages. And, eventually, I feel something. It's cold." "..." Es stares at the other. "I think we both know, even Shidou. I'm on the verge of dying, Es." Es stands up and slams the table, with Yuno only blankly staring. "Yuno, you aren't going to—" "Am I... really alive?"

so that's it!! :D thank you for asking ^^

[theoneeyedgoldenwolf]

Prompts used

I'm happy to see that my stories have already gotten notion even though just by a line or few. ^.^ I'm excited to get to upload the stories but, luckily, there's lot of time to get them all done. So far, as can see from my earlier short inputs, I'm doing them in random order. Just writing those which feels like it'll flow the best. =)

Anyway, I decided to make this more interesting. =D There's four prompts for each day as can see in the list of Whumptober 2024 which I've reblogged. Now, I won't give out which ones I've used but I'll let you know how many out of the four I've picked for the story. =)

Number 11: 2 out of 4 Number 21: 2 out of 4 Number 7: 2 out of 4

=/ Well, I didn't see that coming. XD Didn't meant to start by writing stories I've chosen only two prompts for. But, nothing to worry, this won't be the case on all of them. =) The story I'm working on now will have different amount of the used prompts.

Hopefully I'll get next story done soon! =D

[arecaceae175]

Febuwhump Day 1: Touchstarved (Hyrule)

IT HAS BEGUN!!!! Read on AO3 or here :D. Warnings: none, except it doesn't have a happy ending. This is a continuation of Whumptober Day 14: Alt. 4 Touch Starved feat. Hyrule.

This one is for @wolfwarden, whose comment on my previous touchstarved whumptober inspired this one :)

Part 2/2. Part 1.

Warriors sat down next to Hyrule on the log, carefully putting himself a safe distance away from Hyrule. The gap between them seemed to burn, and Hyrule felt his arm tingle.

Across the camp, Twilight had an arm thrown over Wild’s shoulder. Wild’s eyes were drooping as he leaned into the touch, his head resting on the wolf pelt on Twilight’s shoulders. Sky had his sailcloth wrapped around himself, Wind, and Four. Wind was out cold and had his head pillowed on Sky’s chest. Time put a hand on Legend’s shoulder as he walked past to go patrol the area. 

Hyrule felt his heart skip a beat as he glanced at Warriors and his face filled with heat. Maybe if he initiated it, Warriors wouldn’t pull away. 

Hyrule held his breath and carefully, quietly, scooted across the log. He had barely moved, but he froze and glanced around anyway. Warriors was talking to Legend, and Legend had his eyes on the tunic he was mending. Hyrule let out his breath, and gasped in another as quietly as he could. 

He moved closer to Warriors. They were close enough now that Warriors’ scarf was nearly touching Hyrule’s arm. 

Just a little bit more, Hyrule thought. 

Warriors threw his head back in laughter. His shoulder bumped into Hyrule, and Hyrule flinched at the sudden contact. As soon as they touched, Warriors pulled away and moved himself further down the log.

“Oh, sorry ‘Rulie. I didn’t realize I was sitting so close,” Warriors said, then went back to his conversation with Legend.

Hyrule felt his face flush with heat. His shoulders curled in on themselves and he turned away with a mumbled “it’s fine.” His heart felt heavy and his skin tingled from the lack of contact. A pressure built behind his eyes, but Hyrule quickly willed it away. 

It wasn’t like he needed the touch, anyway. He’s been perfectly fine on his own for as long as he can remember. He could ignore the yearning he felt deep within his soul every time one of the others got a hug from Sky, or an arm over the shoulder from Twilight, or a proud pat on the back from Time and Warriors. He didn’t need that.

It was harder to ignore the pain swirling in his heart and his mind that he was never given those things. He knew it was his own fault, he knew that. He flinched and refused and moved away from any kind of touch for weeks . Hyrule knew he really couldn’t blame the others. They were just trying to protect his fragile feelings. 

But it still hurt.

[astriiformes]

It feels like all my creativity is just gone these days and I'm more than a little despondent about it. Like, I've had a 14 or 15 chapter fic I was genuinely excited about almost fully plotted out for months and I've barely written any of it, to the point that canon is going to catch up with it in two weeks and it barely feels worth posting anymore. I've spent a whole year looking forward to trying my hand at Whumptober again this month, but I can barely even formulate an idea for today's prompt-- much less get any of it written. After Scribe's birthday party last year I got all excited about planning one of my own because I haven't had a real birthday party since I was 18 and I love planning parties but now it's a few weeks away and I have nothing. I have no ideas and feel like it wouldn't make me happy anyways. I used to love coming up with ideas for D&D characters, and now I've been struggling with making a new one for months, both because I have no interesting character concepts and because every time I try, I end up sobbing for like an hour about how much I miss our old game, which we might never get to finish.

I know it's bad to frame creative hobbies in terms of productivity, but at the end of the day, successfully completing creative projects makes me happy, and I have so few things that make me happy anymore, and I don't need another thing taken away from me. But I can barely start things and I definitely can't finish them and I am miserable about it. Being at least a little creative is one of the few things I used to claim I liked about myself and it's just.... gone.

[skyward-floored]

I'm kinda scared because whump but I'm also curious and I trust you for happy endings soooo: Continuation of that one whumptober (aka, time and legend have a bad time)

Thank you for the trust, I shall try my hardest not to misuse it :)

So it’s a continuation of this fic (which I feel like could be better but you know), the basic plot in which Dark Link happily reports to the links that Time and Legend are dead due to a portal flub.

But are they? They just don’t know. They’re hardly inclined to trust Dink, but Hyrule felt something off with the portal as well, and they’ve been missing for days, how couldn’t they be?

Except actually Dark Link captured them.

Reason for capture as opposed to killing is basically Dink needs them. He’s basically powered off negative aspects of the heroes, (Time especially since he’s kind of where he came from), so the best way to get what he wants is to make sure he’s got a steady supply of pain/suffering/etcetera. Having two heroes instead of one is just a bonus.

I’m playing pretty hard and fast with how Dark Link works and what his motives are, but that’s the fun thing about Dink; you can literally change why he’s doing what he is from fic to fic and it doesn’t much matter at all :D

Anyways here’s a bit of it

There’s a sharp intake of breath from next to Four where Wind is seated, and a small choked noise comes from Hyrule. Wild actually slips out of camp, though Four is pretty sure he’s the only one who notices.

Warriors snaps his head towards the rancher at his words, and Four sees a flash of the anger and grief that he’s so carefully locked away in his eyes. But it’s quickly reigned back, and his expression stays neutral.

“No,” he says calmly, “he said there was nothing left. There are no bodies rancher. There’s nothing more we can do here.”

Twilight actually snarls and a crack forms in his bowl, stew dribbling along his fingers.

“This isn’t the army captain,” he snaps, shoulders taut, “we can’t just move on at the drop of a hat. Some of us actually cared for them you know.”

Warriors’ calm facade breaks at the same time Twilight’s bowl does, and a dangerous light enters his eye as stew spills to the ground.

[writingonesdreams]

Happy sts to you, Dreams ^^ I hope you're having a lovely one. I don't have a specific question for you this week, so consider this your free pass to ramble about whatever writing-related has been on your mind recently, and also, to take a page from your book, may I have an update on how your writing is going? :D

Hehe update question, why not :D

I have actually two new characters as you might have noticed. Juno, fellow researcher and earth elemental and Cameron, from the international dragon management who will play an interesting contrast to Zephyr for Skye and be important for Zephyr's arc as a whole. I have been gathering and writing down quotes for their scenes all week, hadn't yet had time to write them down in full yet cause exams. But the exam from literary theory I'm taking is proving to be quite entertaining and inspiring on it's own. There are actually researchers for pop culture and genre defining books like Twilight and Hunger Games? And schemas fantasy follows, with four most well-known? This is great food for the thesis I'll be writing this semester.

I'm also coming to terms Zephyr's character might be better of telling me what it wants to be like himself, and through my unconscious decisions about him instead of conscious ones, cause when I overanalyze him I just give myself a headache. Someone remind me of that in my next Zepnyr related crisis XD. But like I found this movie series Hornblower about this rising ship captain in the navy and he is so heroic, noble, moral, polite, strict with himself...and so obsessed with all those heroic ideals, keeping his word, the greater causes it's hilarious and reminds me of Zephyr. I think he could nicely manifest the greater good and heroic ideals arguments - to show their charm and also their pitfalls. I hate the greater good argument personally, but he could be a good OC to explore and subvert it with.

I always struggled with making my OCs flawed in case they were too imperfect, cause if a flaw went too far I was the one to stop liking them XD. Is what I can't stand writing villains or abhorrent behavior. But recent debates with Nectar kinda made me realize that the fun aspect could come above the relatablity aspect and if I focus more on the dissonance between characters and myself and what I consider right and perfect...I would have much more freedom. To let my OCs do some questionable and nasty things. Maybe get called out on them, maybe not.

As much for plot stuff. Unrelated to that I found out about Sicktember and Whumptober and I'm considering writing this mini series of hurt/comfort moments for my cast just for myself (since I don't know if and where to post it anyway). The lack of plot and higher meaning for these fascinating self-indulgent instances still worries me, plus there is also the factor of how much do you have to know and care about a character before you enjoy seeing them suffer or get comforted? But I gathered a prompt list and scene ideas, so maybe it will work. Or maybe it will work better once I introduce Kieran and Cameron properly (do those two names sound too similar in English? They look different enough written, but I'm not sure and I hate similar names. Terror of storytelling experience brr).

Ha, look at that, I rumbled quite a bit. Hehe this question will work for me, I always have some weird writing thoughts going on XD.

Thanks for asking!

[toasty-owl-arts]

boy i love drawing hands in specific circumstances 💙

anyway happy start to whumptober y’all :D

[lemissingmask]

Hey! I just wanted to say that I love your art! I was following your leverage whumptober stuff and it was so good and then October ended and I was sad but you’re still posting leverage art so I’m not sad anymore! Anyway, this is just a long winded way of saying I really enjoy all your leverage art, and it makes me smile whenever it shows up on my dash

Anon!!! <3 <3 <3 You have no idea how happy this makes me! I'm so glad that you enjoyed my whumptober Leverage art, and are still enjoying the less daily and (sometimes) less whumpy offerings I continue to throw out. :D If it makes you smile, then the art is well worth the effort of making ^^