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noogit9000 · 1 year ago

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Noogit9000’s 2023 (DCA) Fic List

Preface:

Before I started reading fan fiction this past year, I hadn’t actually read anything for fun in about five years. The work that these authors shared has gotten me through one of the toughest times I’ve ever been through and has helped me grow as an artist. I even ended up writing something of my own this month, which is a leap I wouldn’t have taken if it weren’t for these works and authors. I have an immense appreciation for these.

Here is a compilation of all the fics I had read this past year!

Bamsara’s Solar Lunacy

This is the fic that got me into the dca fandom as well as reading fics in general. I owe this author a lot for the connections I’ve made through this fandom.

I also highly recommend these other works by Bamsara:

Celestial Omens (that really like Fishsticks)

Also some more Solar Lunacy stuff that I really enjoyed:

Bytes of Lunacy

Simply, a Head Cold

Wireless Behavior

Three Days, Three Nights, One Eclipse

Saturday Night Insomnia

This author also introduced me to Cult of the Lamb and has a delectable fic for it:

The Rehabilitation of Death

This one is a highly praised Invader Zim series that I had started reading and am enjoying so far:

Cryptids, Emotions, And The Possible End Of The World

Alright on to the next one;

Naffeclipse’s Cryptid Sightings

The thing about Naffeclipse’s writing is that each story has its own unique flavor that really makes them stand out from one another as its own Magnum Opus level piece. When I’m recommending fics to others, I’ll always throw in “anything Naffeclipse has written” because you truly can’t get the whole range without reading all of them.

Other works that I feel are a must-read include

The Sleuth Jesters Series

These ones are all unique merfics:

Apex Polarity

Crush Depth

Soul Bound to the Astral Sea

These are just the ones I’ve read, I personally aim to read the rest of the collection as well.

Holding the World Series by StarvingMe and SmuttySkitty

These authors have delivered some of the most memorable scenes I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. I think about them a lot.

I See You, Sundrop! by ShiraCheshire

This particular one just so happens to be the best written work I have ever read. I had picked up the fic just as it was concluding and spent a week straight just reading. Every chapter is a memorable one. I think about moments from this fic on a near daily basis.

So(u)l by Strawbubbysugar

Gotta be some of the best original characters written. I really like the characterizations in this author’s works and I look forward to seeing the development of their own IP.

Also read:

Bethroned

This one has some delicious world building.

Ghost in the Machine by Qwille

If you came into this fandom through the UTMV/Sans pipeline, you’re gonna love this one. This is one of those fics that is practically it’s own IP and has its own dedicated fan base.

Celestial Sundown by Clutterspace

This is I think the second fic I’d ever read for this fandom. I especially love the character designs and the original characters. What a beautiful world to have been born of a literal dream.

To Understand You by Dysfunk

When I saw this in my list I went “awww I love that one!” Tender moments and an excellent action sequence that will have you on the edge of your seat.

Holler If You Need Us by CasterCassette

Cowboys! I am a sucker for old western type stories, and this author crafts it perfectly. The artwork is iconic and this was one of the fics that I was really looking forward to reading on my “fic hit list” hehe.

Video Killed The Radio Star by TiaAndLulu

Also one that I highly anticipated after seeing some eye-catching artwork. As a WTNV fan, I love me the allure of the mysterious voice on the radio.

Alrighty, folks!

This concludes my 2023 fic list!

I’ve read at least a million words this year. I’ve taken up the role of a serial commenter. I’ve created a little bit of fan art, even.

I’ve experienced worlds and lived lives through these incredible works. I’ve talked my siblings’ ears off about them. No amount of blabbering could properly articulate the impact these works have had on me as a reader, a writer, an artist, a storyteller.

Thank you,

And here’s to another year of reading copious amounts of fan fiction!

#dca fandom #dca au

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sootyships · 1 year ago

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tagged by: @aro-simp (i'm it)

Last song:

Fave color: Teal

Currently watching: OFMD S2

Last Movie/TV Show: Also OFMD

Currently Reading:

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: all, all is good <- same

Relationship Status: nah

Current Obsession: Don't have any rn, on the lookout for the next obsession lol

Last thing you googled: tried to look for a specific branch of the NCO course bc some farmer whose farm my mom visited for work had worn his course suit and my mom was curious (couldn't find it but my best guess was the guy was probably a "motor NCO")

If you see this you're also it!

#tag meme #Spotify

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strawbubbysugar · 10 months ago

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HSFGHS OMG I AM SO HONOURED!!! HELLO BB BOY HERE HE IS!!!! I love his expression shfgdhsf <3<3<3<3

Me when @strawbubbysugar s Arche (I love him so much and I wanna smooch and be held and be comforted I want him to hold me when I cry)

He's my new babygirl and so is Elio

#bethroned project fanart #THERE HE ISSSSSS #YOU DID SUCH A GOOD JOB I LOVE IT AAAA

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limetimo · 3 years ago

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Which of your fest prompts do you anticipate the result of most -/- let me correct. which prompt others have claimed from you did you get excited about other peerson claiming

Oh anon, I was delighted by every claim of my Regulus Black Fest prompts! Even if the person ends up dropping out for any reason it's an honour to know my idea tickled someone else's brain that much, you know?

Ngl, I am hyped UP for the Pirates Royalty AU. I just. Pirates. Royalty. The Black brothers and their trauma(s) trapped on a ship with no escape. It's an ambitious project I think and I can't wait to see what the wonderful goreous person who picked it will make of it. I'm also curious who they cast as Regulus' bethroned princess!

Not-really-a-ghost Regulus prompt felt like a comedy to me when I came up with it but there's really a lot opportunity for heart-twisting angst when I think about it now, so I'm really curiois what tune the writer chooses/chose.

drug addict Regulus chugging down the cave potion like CapriSun, I'm excited it tickled someone's pickles. I'm looking forward to the creative freedom going wild!

Regulus accidentally sneaking in James' bed is going to be SO CUTE I can feel it in my bones :D and if it's not, well, that'd be a marvelous surprise ^^

I'll admit I'm a little sad the cat café prompt didn't get picked because Cat Lover Regulus gives me Life, and I really do think the Peter/Regulus prompt had Potential,,, Okay, on the second thought I might just be a slut for Regulus being soft with animals. Can you blame me?

#holly shit i have mail #regulus black fest 2022 #thank you anon!#i try to read all the fics but im behind #god i need to write

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adanfourty · 4 years ago

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Life In Neon ~ cHapters Of the dreaMing hEart

Part I: A Piece Of Mind

----------------------- I. Simple abundance in an empty life II. Stop III. Projection IV. Come To Theism V. Enter the Threshold

Part II : The Sea of Moonlight ------------------------------ White Feathers Atrium Universal Rain Shade Naissance Home

Part III: Pandora's Clock ------------------------- First. Second. Then I see you Third. Air Fourth. Trumpet of Million's child Fifth. Realitv Sixth. Water Seventh. Closure Finale. Memoire, a scene in a lifetime

Part I: A Piece Of Mind

----------------------- In A Room Without A View

When there is reason, I awake in silence

Please enter, The door is open

I. Simple abundance in an empty life ...

The scent of passion after loneliness A hope of jubilation in life Coming closer to a dream A prelude before the plot

This time, the sunset becomes sunrise in my heart

Her sway, wavering in soft motion Guarding, away from polarity

She is herself not another other than her own self Only she can dance alone without a hint of loneliness That whiff of uncommon independence without arrogance With her right palm always open to the wind, A sign of welcomed company, only if she grants

She's a prelude to a drama An overture to a rhapsody

II. Loose-skin-loose drift, truth abuse truth to mute [St*p]

A new consciousness arises from the abyssimal gap, along with the voices of the singing colours, with the company of colourful rain.

A sighs escapes her as her old consciousness deteriorates.

Though silence is golden, it can also be a sign of unbelievable pain.

Terribly one sided, the consciousness gains space only in her extreme. Though it resembles a lesser four letter word, it cannot be spelled as of yet.

To her it came, through her it goes.

It escapes with swiftness by the way of her fingers and unto the three middle strings.

Now the top.

Now the bottom.

A play of ease and enjoyment, like a teardrop of meaning. There's release and meaning in her words, spoken through the melody escaping her fingers. Weaving phrase by phrase into sentences. Line by line into paragraphs. And chapter by chapter into a story, written in the air to her listeners' ears.

She tells her tale.

A drop of colour in melody's landscape First vivid, then lucid, then luminous The story of song and emotion, of motion and sound

Hikari luminates her enticing configuration Dancing fingers, dancing harmony Another conciousness slowly takes presence...

III. Grapple dream drama and colliding day of another mind [?`jection}

She said that fate can intertwine and leave you speechless Between your eyes and mine we share the same story Especially in this corrupted world of mounting decadence Nothing can hold truth and honesty together

As I wave my hand in the air, I motion you to come closer Start this endless romance

Not between you and I But between trust and committance

Wait for silence Wait for sleep Wait for peace

Then we can touch ..in dreams..

Metropolis doesn't want us to sleep Less it let us inhabbit our dreams Only to pieces of the shattered It can only resolve in our disloyalty

Total mindcrime it says, cannot rebuke There's no rebutle, but an end of statement

Pandemonium clouds temporary judgement A short analysis of ourselves

We cannot be subjected to distinctive terms We are fictional

City of blurring lights in swaying darkness Inverse luminary overshadows heartly judgement

"Tell me more..." "Tell me about myself"

IV. Let silence fall assunder as a boundary (ome to 7heism

Escape in makna ~e%ca]>e~ Don't let it be abstract

Have we been transformed? Apostle of today's corporate culture

Would you have changed a thing ? Destruction of the left brain regime

There is a cycle, which determines life and dharma In the starlit sky of human's silver sea of madness On the seeming horizon, inately seen A lonely silver surfer, Comes to push the wheel for me.

"Gotta move" (

"Gotta move" ^

"Gotta move that wheel right round" )

"Push the wheel of dharma round"

Repeat,

Repeat until the end of perdition

This re|>etition is road to redemption

This hand, can you feel it's touch? Now don't let go.

V. Enter this threshold, where you're }afe w/ m{E

Could it be that you and I have grown to love each other, In the dense aura of this lonely city, full of bitterness? True feelings can never hide much long, For whatever covers, cannot hide from true sight

The wind carried your cries, your wishes, your tears. And when I held my hand out to the sky, I caught some of your dreams.

The misty air partialy hides the growing flowers Blooming without sunlight, to the music of the marionettes Quartet players with classical aptitude Flowing melody in rivers of song

Endless...

Love, love, love, love, beautiful life In the eyes of a lover

Love, love, love, love, merciful touch As if in another dream

Dahlia...

Yes we are, I say we are destined Nothing else but nature that guides The wind, the solstice, the leaves Le ciel's faint whispering Warm snow welcomes this gardenia

Let's enter together...

Part II : The Sea of Moonlight ------------------------------

I dream of a blue nightingale

Not a dream. a perchance SDelirium guide me through this dance

a pointer. an address SPathway leading to this glass

not a form. a code SLanguages, conversations I do not recall

From a faraway place . . . The structured becomes the harmonic, then the frail

White Feathers: ---------------

Start of a lasting imperfect feeling A blissful impression unhindered This slight cut, an apothema Sweetening the shape of a tale

More poetry than justice A judgement in a poem

The tale paints itself a caligraphy Cornering prose to naratic ballad

Few words write themselves as prelude to a dream An overture towards realization Forging a small footstep for an elegy A move towards the end of a chapter

Before planting a kiss on the cheek Take a step out of square one

Atrium Universal: -----------------

I can feel the city itself Living, pulsing through me

I can feel the city itself Breathing in my own breath

At night's first saunter Tides, affairs subtly sweeping

Affairs yielding agnomen Pastly borrowed, then lent, now buried

Not a monumentous rite, A forecourting repose of endeavor

Melfluous, degree, decimal

The wall, the crack, the breach A light, a hope, A piece of reverence A sigh, a gleam, A benevolence

Neon. again a blinding, Charges, pistol, crackpot

Rain: -----

Swaying Petals, Fluttering Sight

Resting in silence Peace in the chaos that surrounds

Hiding within metropolis' fog

Out of reach Out of touch

Lit lanterns sway westbound Path seeking seem astray

Only patience can persevere Only time can lead the way

Only a woman

"A deepened interlude as an intro to a greater truth."

In phrases she speak In riddles she keep

Feel, a longing to be Only little she has

Not much left in her palm Desperately trying to keep

Err on the side of safety

"Here belies the safety of my sanctuary."

Trusting no one Careful not to love

Metropolis. weaves her coccoon

Silence within a storm

Survival is her language Passion is her secret

"Lesser I believe in myself, so I hide."

Shade: ------

A tide to ebb, A shoreline A flow, a motion A gaze

Once, a woman Twice, a sun Thrice, a nephentes

I feel the breze A neophytic caress, innocence So much to long for So much to ebb and lose

Subliminal violence An abstract for laterality

I'll always remember The news of a fog, The songs of a deaf

No echo in the halls No lesson but in our own

A feeling, inside her Notwithstanding a fall Silence for the requiem Not now, not for awhile

This feeling, inside me A pace not too far from fiction Splitting images on one screen My futile vision embracing

His feeling, inside him Bewildering encompassion of a trilogy Another mind, a friend, a rushed exemption Coming closer to a closure, then rebirth

Naissance: ----------

The birth of a soul, Deus ex machina

I feel a distant sun caressing A slow perchance for fate and fancy intertwined

What cometh this way Grasping scars emerging from days past

What shroud cloaks this day A slow immedicine, The unsounding of my parts

My love, a mirror, a friend It needs a chance, a chokepoint degapped

Heal me, A cessation from discrepancy

[tides of Helen]

This time window we must cherish, You and I and eye of The All Seeing

There's none other, Than the mindmaze in the mirror

I became, I bethroned, I abjected Thread, my dearest thread I dearly depart myself, bidding A home for a respite

Home : ------

The walls cry of absence and whispers

A slight touch of the palm graces, The plight of the plaintiff behind the fate Cursors move up the struggles of the vein, Inconclusive ill of melancholy

This notion of separation, Reaps the heart to its dires On bended knees we sink, At this river of futile tears

The ambience of loneliness and division, Portrudes above our conscious minds Heisting the current abode, Unfathomable desire to mutually caress

Beyond this boundary exists my other half Beyond this wall lies another...

Another,

Sustain contain then stop the ambience surrounding My speechless thought echoes throughout without surpass

and another,

Oboete [remember] Never forgetting specified frame of memory First clandestine then disctinction to final separation

and another,

I hear this loudness from inside my ears Humming, fainting whisper, to a soft speech

and another.

...

No more can I reject my objection towards presence PLighT is a revocable sister of her brother, fate

And you.

I miss you

The corridors of fate seems to form an unwanted maze No escaping reflective clarity, images beyond seen mirrors

Such is the configuration of this longing A lamentable presence, expelled from fate

It has been two long years, It has been an eternity

Your modulating kiss fades from memory As each deafening ambience ravage me

I, to my heart : [Perhaps to silence, I have spoken for far too long.]

Now the peregrine, Now the calmative

a boundary of mist separates while the only road leads to home

I've nowhere to go But to return to the confines of my sanctuary

[pulang]

Y've reached I home

Part III: Pandora's Clock -------------------------

I have come at a crossroads A silent tantrum of mind and consciousness

Please take my hand Brace the future with me

First.

The solitude of a solitary mind At this junction of overlaping converses

A gaze, then a hand A reach from inside

The solitude of a solitary mind At the junction of overlaping converses

A gaze, then a hand A reach from inside

[E] "Would you dance with me?"

Dec, the 12th of each cycle A courtship between Soleil and Capricorn

Of your latter solstice I find my solace Under luminous frost After a day after days before a new season

[Dahlia] Rest dear Soleil Shine a lesser warmth Shine greater southbound

Then through motion and period Embrace at former solstice

A garden in winter Not far from closure Enclosed in glass And luminosity

Come dear lucidity Let us speak to warm ourselves Let us become classic

One past, presenting a future

In this garden we trust Grace a prelude to truthful fancy

In this garden we lust Skin to skin without a mindful hinderance

In this garden we bind fire and ice

A simple presence felt between us and our dance Resultante, Of motion and perceived decadence

.the second conciousness.

A girl in the mirror Yet to set her feet, Yet to step to the real

A face becoming clearer Vivid smile doubtful eyes

Is she to be welcomed?

Don't let her future mimic the past This is not a point of vacancy Don't let time's vagrancy become turmoil This is a coming whirlwind

A new stream of conciousness is the resultant There can be no regret

Sleep, breathe deep, deeper in a shallow sleep

This is a form of regression Unfolding a dream of recurrence

~Mataku From my eyes

.Mata Ku. To eyes of myself

..Ma Ta Ku.. Then my own eyes

...Mata Milik Aku... These eyes are mine

[E] A cyclic process of birth, death and rebirth Sequential teardrop from a cloudless sky Freefall to a deep mirror of factful fallacy far from fiction

More to truth full of lies and truth, then lies, and lastly truth The answer to a riddle of the sequences and the abstract

A fracture of this mindspace leaks into the open Bequeathing beautiful lies of autumn and of lust But the winter in me is still vast, far from passing Not a drop of colour but a blackless landscape of total blur

Second. Then I see you...

On a road once shared before the crossroads Gleaming with a blueish haze of tenderness Before the coming of daylight's echoing shine Take me to a world outside this shallow sleep

Walking to currentness.

Cascading deep dark blue shade follow folly Interred in my living bones, blades of blunt burden Remain in viewable secrecy, lucidly reasoning for an answer Unwritten forgiveness uttered through a wordless whisper

Reflections, There's me in my head and me in the mirror I can see me very clearly, and I don't like it

The vivid image of reflection has a mind of it's own Why do reflections answer me with such prejudice?

...

A revisitation, A reflection of light Duplicating a world Forming an inversion Making you, Not quite yourself

...

Cascade the masks of emotion to emulate prudence Infer I have, that this is a motion of incredulity

I remain

Asking The Heaven for forgive~ness My hope is now in the clarity of my written bequest

Third. Air

Interlude to preciousness

The world is only an interlude I can't wait for the night to cast it's cloak {of dreams}

A gateway to my paralel life, another conciousness Lucidly living in a shallow sleep

Fourth. Trumpet of Million's child

Dawn to daybreak with a string of trust Warm caress of loyal sunlight Distress and jubilance harbours, Away the stray

A soulful sailor's song Lamenting grace and riddance

Yearly yearning without regard Clasping for release

Melding heartplace and effect Arriving distances to encumbrance The headplace earthing Excelling to explace

Love is a peaceful embrace A feeling, most emtious Of innocence in riddles of sin and temperance A forgiveness for the plightful son

[E] I found who I am at last By a glimpse of fate, enduring A slight mention in destiny A moment alone with my dear fate

A close brush, an eventful sigh Relief, a respite to sensefulness

One last time, Take away my breath

Deliver me my chance, To exhale my last sigh

[Dahlia] I am standing on a ledge A stare to this decending fathom

Cold air sweeps behind me As I tearfully leave my presence

I cannot give you more I cannot be a fitting piece

Musing over life and precedence. Now I'm tired.

I've tried so hard to stay afloat. I'm too tired.

Goodbye now, For I am never truly gone

Fifth. Realitv

[E] A life outside of this TV screen A roundabout of moving pictures preceeding Of passion, of circumstance, of changes My faults and lies, my trials and crimes

Curious apprehension of what may yield I behold to myself, my own mindsight A view to a thrill, a dream of a dream A dull lucidity, a makeup of frigidity

My past turns present My presence sinks into the past Another besetting recurrence Another triumph lost

Sixth. Water

[E] How is my lifeline?

There is a light at the end of the tunnel. A freight train coming my way.

There is a door nearer to the right. Marking exit from a disaster.

(Not out of lifeline)

But indeed. It is I, myself who can save me. It is I, myself who conjured the door. It is I, myself who live my life. Not someone else.

And it is I, myself who choose what I believe in. Not someone else not me.

I'm still breathing, I can still exhale Without hesitation, normalcy without change A sense of endless freedom without boundaries Miracles coming at an enjoyable rate

Now here's that jazz [0}

Flood of tears don't drown me You'll never catch me again crying a flood Now that I'm holding on to my dearest hope I have to hold her gently Careful not to break her to pieces

Seventh. Closure

Strewn paleness, The setting sun colours the sky

A thousand rays bidding farewell, Bidding another rest

And I wish I am not here

Wavering clouds speak with the doves A faint sentence caught in my ears

"There's nothing left to hide."

My melodies will take me Wherever this heart is needing to set

You took away all my strength, Now please take away my pain

Leave my cold outside this shell Never let it rain inside these doors

Please lead me to your promises Then please take away my pain

I am in need of refuge

This is the final scene Before the curtain falls . .

Please, Make me believe in hope, And please take away my pain

Finale. Memoire, a scene in a lifetime

Now I must rest, I must be at peace

Hibernating from culture PlacIng membrane, a distance to bid myself

Sayonara for a moment Please do not forget, oboete my dear Remembrance is for sentient bliss

Keep me in your mind And please, bathe your memory of me in absolution

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strawbubbysugar · 9 months ago

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#my art #bethroned project #animatic #hsgfhsd couldnt get this out of my head

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strawbubbysugar · 9 months ago

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Ough my darlings I am in the mood to gush

Asks about any of my characters are welcome! So(u)l, bethroned, alien project, etc :)

details about ocs!

send an emoji/description of emoji to learn more about a writer's oc! many of these are taken from my munday asks meme, because i thought it would be fun to make a version for characters too! the prompts are categorized by emoji type and given descriptions in case anyone can't see the symbols. can be used for roleplayers and any general writers alike! for roleplayers, these can also be used for your interpretations of canon characters if you so desire as well!

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒. 💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)? 🚗 CAR — does your oc have a driver's license? can they drive/operate any automobiles/machinery besides cars? ✈️ AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person? 🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies? 💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings? 🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos? 📚 BOOKS — what level of education has your oc most recently completed/is currently in (GED, undergraduate, grad school, phd, etc)? 🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? 🩹 ADHESIVE BANDAGE — does your oc have any physical and/or mental disabilities? 🩸 DROP OF BLOOD — what is your oc's blood type?

𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐒. 🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often? 💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know. 💤 SLEEPING SIGN — is your oc a light sleeper or a heavy sleeper? how are their sleeping habits? 🔱 TRIDENT EMBLEM — can your oc swim? do they enjoy swimming? 🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons? 🔶 LARGE ORANGE DIAMOND — does your oc know cpr? do they have any other medical expertise? 🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events?

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 🌈 RAINBOW — what is your oc's sexual orientation/gender identity? what pronouns do they use? 🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc's favorite holiday? 🐶 DOG FACE — does your oc have any pets? 🐈 CAT — does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends? 🐷 PIG FACE — what is your oc's favorite animal? 🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature? 🍃 LEAVES FLUTTERING IN WIND — what is/was your oc's favorite subject in school? 🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening? 🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒. ❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits? 🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits? 💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits? 💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them? 🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends? 💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any? 💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside? 💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world? 💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background? 🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒. 🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs? 🍝 SPAGHETTI — what is/are your oc's favorite food(s)? 🍰 SHORTCAKE — what is/are your oc's favorite sweet(s)/dessert(s)? 🍦 SOFT ICE CREAM — what is/are your oc's favorite ice cream flavor(s)? 🍔 HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer? 🥯 BAGEL — what does your oc's typical breakfast look like? do they usually eat breakfast? 🥪 SANDWICH — what does your oc's typical lunch look like? do they usually eat lunch? 🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc's typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner? 🍸 COCKTAIL GLASS — what is your oc's favorite alcoholic drink, if they can drink? ☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄. 😊 SMILING FACE WITH SMILING EYES — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life? 😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved? 🤔 THINKING FACE — what are some of your oc's quirks/mannerisms? 🧐 FACE WITH MONOCLE — is your oc more logical or emotional? 🤓 SMILING FACE WITH GLASSES — is your oc chatty or quiet? are they at ease in social situations, or are they more shy? 🤩 FACE WITH STARRY EYES — is your oc a planner, or are they more spontaneous in their actions? 😥 SAD BUT RELIEVED FACE — is your oc prone to getting stressed out, or is it easy for them to keep their cool? 😓 DOWNCAST FACE WITH SWEAT — is your oc open-minded or stubborn? are they inquisitive or do they prefer to keep to their bubble of knowledge? 😞 DISAPPOINTED FACE — does your oc attract others, or do they tend to be left alone? 🤒 FACE WITH THERMOMETER — does your oc get sick easily? 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 FAMILY WITH MOTHER, FATHER, SON AND DAUGHTER — how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family?

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6. how did writing change you?Before I started really getting into writing, I didn’t really do much. I was in the process of moving out of a toxic home when I first discovered fanfiction/roleplaying. Shortly after that, I met @15thvullyraptor through it. Just that alone changed my life so much for the better, but the fandoms I’ve joined and the others who I’ve met through writing (including you!) have been such a wonderful thing for me.

8. what time are you most productive?

Really late at night, honestly. I have a fucked up sleep schedule, and am busy with my family during the day. Nighttime is perfect, since I’m more awake and can just sit by myself, with music playing, and write.

12. favorite place to writeI’d have to say either in my bed with a bunch of pillows, or out in the living room on the couch. Pretty much anywhere that’s warm, quiet, and comfy is perfect for me to get absorbed into writing, because I’m not focusing on my comfort level.

13. hardest character to writeHonestly, Raoul de Chagny. I love him to bits and I want to do Leroux’s version of him justice, but I always get so worried that I write him too much like ALW’s Raoul (overbearing/antagonistic/etc.) without meaning to do so as a side effect from my anti-Raoul days. I probably re-read his first chapter in The Phantom’s Lyricist twenty times before I settled on it…

22. favorite story you’ve ever writtenThat’s honestly a tie between Tale of Memories and Project G.A.D.E.S. I’ve put hours upon hours into both, as they’re both going to be fully published video games, and I’m really proud of them. I have so much lore and character development for both, and can’t wait until I can share it with everyone without the fear of theft.

23. least favorite story you’ve ever writtenOh boy, here we go… It was an AWFUL The Legend of Zelda OC x Canon fanfic with Vaati. As I said earlier, I first got into fanfiction during escaping a toxic home, so that type of relationship was what I thought was normal at the time. It was horribly out of character for Vaati as he was unknowingly portrayed as a sexist abuser. That, and the usual mess that comes with a 13 year old’s writing, like an overly perfect and undeveloped MC, “orbs”, authors notes inside the text, overly long-winded repetitive descriptions, etc. The fic no longer exists, I wiped all trace of it from the internet. Good riddance, I say.

24. favorite scene you’ve ever writtenAaaa this one is a tie again, so I’ll do one from each:For Gades, it’s a scene I’ve shared in an ask meme before. Layla Miller, one of the Resistance members, is fleeing from Verichem’s security guards. She escapes from a group of them, but finds herself being pursued by Dr. Groph. She hides in a room down one of the halls, having no other choice. Seth finds her and locks her in from the outside, grinning through the window sadistically. The game has plenty of gory, scary moments, but this is my favorite because it isn’t one of those. It isn’t about the torture or blood, it’s about the pure suspense of those things possibly awaiting your character but you having the chance of escaping them, and the realization that they’re inevitable sinking in once you see Seth’s face.For ToM, it’s a scene where one of the main characters, Keravel Bethron (who I’ve shared art of before), first becomes her fairytale persona “The Carmine Witch”. It’s amidst a heated confrontation with the Royal Guard, and she’s fully surrounded on all sides. She’s young, tired from being pursued, and doesn’t fully know what’s going on, clutching her staff and looking around at the soldiers in a panic. When one demands the others to “Seize the witch!” she breaks down into fury, red magic spiraling around her as she screams out,”You want a witch?! Fine!!” The magic bursts out from her, knocking every guard off their feet and covering the area in red smoke. When it clears, Keravel is wearing her “Carmine Witch” attire instead of her old dress. She runs away then, leaving the guards dumbfounded. It’s the first bit of backstory you get for the game’s most important character, and I love it.25. favorite line you’ve ever written“Memories are a way to keep close the things you love, that you’ve learned, that you never want to lose… There’s power in that- Magic in its purest form- but with Magic there’s always those who wish to take it for themselves. Protect your memories, darling, for they’re the reason you are you, and to lose yourself is the worst curse of all.”~Renael Kuld, Tale of Memories

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