#clem chats

[clemnoir]

why would i actually write my fic when i can listen to the playlist i made for it over and over again?

[clementineandmine]

hi, idk who you are but i've just stumbled across your page and i must say, you're vibes are ✨immaculate✨ and i hope you have a wonderful day

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Thanks!

[vizabel]

just some kids who are regular

[wildehoneybee]

update i let astarion bite me (obviously) and failed both checks LMAO this is not going well

started honour mode and rolled a nat 1 on getting gale do i just give up and start over lmao

[fandxmslxt69]

DANNY RIC THEY COULD NEVER TAKE YOU FROM ME THEY CAN NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU THEY LIED TO US AND FOR THAT I WILL KILL THEM ALL

[sporthb1]

The lads talking to chat

James: he's multi tasking, sometimes forgets about us

Clem: interrupts sob story to announce subs

Marcus: uhh someone says... Does not know how to twitch

[rozecrest]

the way art talks about playing clem is a bit how i felt writing clem

[clementineandmine]

:D I appreciate the shoutout!

Anon I want you to know a little behind the scenes peak into Rama's writing style from the perspective of someone who saw it real time: Rama can't not write. The stories are like grains of sand silently tickling the jaws of an oyster, until one day, Rama says innocuously, "hey, wouldn't it be funny if...?" And that's when you know shit's about to go down.

SAIOD is such a compelling, multifaceted , beautiful thing and I can't help but wriggle my paws whenever Rama posts a chapter because, like an older sibling taking a peak over the shoulder of what a younger sibling is reading, I get to see that oh, you guys are at THAT part.

if your hope is to replicate the process, or to write like Rama does, the best advice I can give you is to write because you can't not. Write as often as you can, write things that have to get out, just write and let it be what it is c:

what's your writing process like! specifically, what made you first start standing in awe of death, and it's subsequent rewrite/recreation, trustfull

Oh gosh, what a long time ago that was, the beginning of SIAOD.

[this gets quite long, so, tucked under a readmore it goes]

If I recall the timing right, it was right after I'd finished reading Ajin, and right around the time I was...lets say slightly untethered. As in, periodically I'll acquire a close friend and hash out story ideas with them, and I tend to keep them within a certain wheelhouse, depending on the friend and their tastes. I don't do that as much, anymore, and certainly not that way either. (These days I'm much more likely to just explain out my idea and rubber duck a problem rather than do a proper back and forth).

Anyway, it was both the premise (immortal characters) of and the aesthetic (slight horror, body horror, sci-fi and experimentation themes) of Ajin that called to me and I essentially slapped it onto the fandom i was currently invested in. (I've done this also with Tokyo Ghoul, borrowing aspects of that and putting it on top of other fandoms.) I came up with the general plot (immortal!izuku + obsession + poor oversight from adults = horror and chaos) and then ran with it.

If you were around for that first month or two, you'll remember the updates for SIAOD were almost daily. when things were short and the idea fresh, i was writing and posting every day, then as things got more complicated it became every two or three days. the story grew and the further along i got, the more i had in mind, the more i had to work in and the more holes i came across.

as we eased from laceration to phlebotomy, things got more out of hand than i could really reign in. it's a somewhat common problem i have, biting off too much and posting it before i figure out some of the problems. it's a big reason why things hit a grind and then a stop for me. my largest WIPs almost all share that trait, where I'm struggling to figure out the next step to lead to the point where I'm trying to go.

so, i finished phelbotomy, began writing the sequel (euthanasia) and was massively disappointed with what i was coming up with. to the point that i had started posting and then removed it. i didn't like it. i wasn't going to keep it up.

and so, SIAOD fell into limbo. complex and interesting, it gathered people in and kept their interest, but it was, technically, unfinished.

and then Clementine came to visit.

i had, for a while, been considering a rewrite. its a natural thing, i think. rewriting a draft into something better is just a process of writing, one i kind of... skip over, for various reasons, but one that calls to me whenever i hit my brick wall. so, i wanted to rewrite SIAOD but better, you know? a more thorough storyline. a more complete plot. less outlandish crossover background nonsense, OCs that mattered, a story that was just as compelling as the original but could stand on its own.

and, with Clem as my sounding wall, i managed to work through the basic plot of the whole damn thing. all the twists. all the little loops. the beats that i wanted to hit and all of that. i had to hammer out smaller details, of course, but the overall story was discussed and dissected.

so i began to rewrite the fic into Trustfall. i kept the aesthetics of the naming (everything linked but along a different subject than SIAOD) and i kept some of the core elements (izuku's dad being a scientist, the eventual kiritodo relationship, izuku and katsuki's entirely unhealthy relationship) and i cranked up other parts. (terminal velocity quadrupled in size with the rewrite)

i still have some more to write, of course. I haven't finished it yet, but i wrote a damn lot so i decided to start posting it (and got a beta this time around, which is very nice, hello berg)

i wrote SIAOD because i liked the idea of Ajin!Izuku and the horrific implications therein. I wrote Trustfall because I saw the bones of SIAOD and i knew i could write something better, something more meaty than before. I still really want to finish it. I take the WIP document out and pick at it, dropping a few lines in it whenever i can, but I've always written according to my mood and interests. I write for pleasure, so as long as I'm enjoying it, I'll work on it.

i hope that answers your question, anon.

[lesbicleric]

i think it’s absolutely beautiful that everyone is at least a little bit in love with their friends

[warmspice]

POG

[clemnoir]

no guys i swear this time when i lay down on the couch in a blanket i wont fall asleep just watch me okay i prozzzzzz zzzzzz zzz zzzzzzzzzzz zzz

[ramabear]

for longer than half your life have i dwelt in this space.

i live with someone who makes acts like tumblr dot come irl

[out-of-heaven-and-hell]

Ah wow she's reminded of the thing she's least looking forward to.

[fandxmslxt69]

hehehe hewo! Here I am for the Birthday hangout!

For the first one, let's do character association! I'm Carrie, I love reading lots of books, writing fanfictions, theatre, opera, music, and the performing arts, but I can have a lot of social anxiety and I am super shy and anxious when it comes to being around people. I am a hopeless romantic and love a good love story, but I am scared to date in real life because I'm scared of getting hurt or hurting others. I try my best to be a kind, loving, empathetic person, though I do have my weaknesses of getting jealous of others. I have a goofy sense of humor and but also love deep, intellectual discussions. I tend to be girlier in my tastes.

HI CARRIE :DD

THANKS FOR STOPPING BY IT MEANS SO MUCH !!!

i love character association this is MY FAVOURITE GAME EVER sorry if anyone gets a character they dont even know. i know them personally so its all good

UM you give me very heavy Steven Grant energy, like the fuzzy warm vibes and deep thoughtful discussions!!! he's a little soft bean but he knows how to grow into himself :( also he's sooo funny and so are you (duh) so its a win win. KING LOVING EMPATHETIC AND THE GOOFY SENSE OF HUMOUR yeah you radiate Steven Grant, to me. You're both super into the arts clearly and like the more thought-provoking things in life!!!

also you're just like me (i too find myself getting jealous of others and also spend thousands of hours reading books and writing fanfiction. COME SAY HI MORE OFTEN !!!!!)

[sturniqlo]

Polaroids- M.S

summary: it's your wedding and your bridesmaids give matt a spicy polaroid picture of your throughout the night

cw: cursing, slight suggestive material no smut

an: based on this tiktok i saw | lowercase intended

masterlist

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polaroid one

the night was going great. matt and y/n were enjoying their wedding reception, they had been tied to the hip all night long. y/n had this one particular plan all planned out ever since her best friend, gia, had mentioned it to her. "hey, what if instead of a boudoir book at the end of the night, why don't you give him boudoir polaroids throughout the night?" she had suggested. "that's a great idea! but, why don't i have you and the rest of my bridesmaids give them to him?" gia gasped. "you dirty girl! you're going to get him riled up!" she lightly slapped your arm.

later that week, gia went over to take the pictures for y/n while matt wasn't home. neither of them found it weird, they had been friends their whole lives and considered themselves sisters and they had seen eachother countless times. "he's going to love these. can't wait to accompany you in the delivery room in nine months" gia placed the stack of six picture in her bag, she was going to keep them safe so they wouldn't risk matt finding them. "gia!" y/n scolded her and laughed and she put her hair back up.

"don't try and use them to get off." y/n joked as she walked gia to the door. "i'll try not to." gia playfully frowned. that was about a month ago. "you ready?" gia asked y/n as she handed a picture to each bridesmaid. y/n gave gia the last picture matt would receive and would probably be his breaking point and he'll race them home. "yeah. clem, you can give it to him in about five minutes." y/n tells the first bridesmaid. "okay!"

five minutes go by and y/n gives clem, who's standing nearby, a nod to give it to him. y/n scooted a bit away from matt as she saw clem get closer. he was currently having a small chat with chris. "hey matt." clem goes next to him pats his shoulder and grabs his hand, placing the picture face down and closing his hand around it. "hey?" he furrows his eyebrows, looking down at his closed hand. "chris! let's get a drink!" clem pulls chris away from matt.

somewhere nearby, gia is filming matt's reaction on y/n's camcorder. she zooms in on his face and giggles. matt, still confused, looks at his now wife and she directs a head nod to his hand. "what is it?" he says. "look at it!" she says over the loud music. he opens his hand and flips the small picture around and gasps, quickly placing the picture down on his lap. he feels himself get flustered and looks back at y/n who is giggling. "woahh!" he says. matt looks back down at the picture and flips it back and looks up to see if anyone is looking.

polaroid two

it had been twenty minutes since clem last gave matt the polaroid and matt was ready to go home and love on his wife. he had to excuse himself from y/n to go the bathroom to splash water on his face and cool down. y/n laughed at matt's reaction to the first picture, it was barely anything. she doesn't know how he'll react to the rest of them. in those twenty minutes, matt had slowly forgotten about the picture in his pocket until he saw kay, another one of y/n's bridesmaid come up to him with a smirk on her face. "matthew, i have something for you." she places her hands on her back. "wait let me prepare myself."

gia records again, zooming in on the interaction. y/n, now next to her giggles at matt's closed eyes, taking a deep breath. "okay, i'm ready." he places his hand out and kay places the picture faced down on his palm and he quickly closes his hand around it as he sees chris go over to him. kay, long gone, goes to the two girls laughing. "i love his reactions."

chris goes up to matt and matt tries to hide his hand. "what'd she give you?" he asks, taking a sip of his second pepsi. "dude, shoo out of here." matt shoos him with his empty hand. antsy to look at the new picture. "let me see." chris says. "fuck no!" he walks away from chris to a secluded corner. he flips the picture and cups his hand around. "holy fuck." he mutters. taking a better look at the picture. he starts to feel his pants get tight around his cock. suddenly and hand on his shoulder startles him, hiding the picture.

"baby, it's just me." y/n whispers in his ear, giggling once more from his reaction. "why are you doing this to me." he slips the picture into his pockets to join the other one. "thought it'd be fun." she shrugs wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him down to peck his lips. "can we go home." he looks into her eyes, slowly dragging his hands down to cup her ass over her dress. "not yet, a couple more hours to go. plus there's still more pictures." she unwraps her arms and walks away from in, turing her head back occasionally.

"fuck me." he sighs running a hand through his hair.

polaroid three

another twenty five minutes had passed by and matt has not forgotten about the pictures in his pocket. when he would find himself alone, he would pulls them out and stare and then and out them back once he saw someone coming up to him to congratulate him on his marriage. he would also go up to y/n when she was alone grabbing a drink of water and hugged her from behind begging her to go home. "please baby." he kissed her neck.

for the third picture, lila shook his hand and slipped the picture into his hand, while he was talking to nick. nick being curious, tried to take a peek at the mysterious picture, but matt shook his head. "i'll be back." he said, walking to his and y/n's table with a pep in his step. flipping it around he automatically started to get hard. in the picture, y/n was covering her bare cunt with their comforter. and her tits were able to be seen by the thin top she was wearing. he started to sweat, tugging on the neckline of his button up shirt.

around the corner, the three girls were giggling into the camera as gia tried to keep the camera straight, trying to capture the memories for her best friend. "what's going on?" nick came up behind them. "y/n's bridesmaids have been giving matt picture of her, if you know what i mean." nick gasped. "y/n!" she giggled. "is that why he didn't let me see?" they nodded.

polaroid four (left)

it was time for the fourth picture to be given to matt. this scenario was a bit different. the photographer was near their table taking pictures of them and y/n gave ali the signal to give it to him while the cameras were going off and gia was recording. ali walked over patting his on the shoulder and sliding it on this shoulder signaling him to grab it. matt looks around at the cameras immediately turning red. although she was wearing a plain white set, it was the first ever set matt had bought for her. so to them it was special. his head goes straight to his hands and she shakes his head, y/n laughs, looking at the cameras.

the photographer leaves to get an extra battery and matt lifts his head up. "baby, i don't know how much longer i can wait." he whispers in her ear. "only two more hours, mkay?" she grabs his chin, pecking his lips quickly. "two hours to long." he mutters, going back to look at the polaroid.

matt can't wait to go to their shared home and enjoy their first night as newlyweds. he also can't wait to take her dress off and toss it somewhere in their room along with his clothes. he already plans on keeping the polaroids safe in his wallet.

polaroid five (but the front side wink wink)

it was nearing eleven pm and guest were starting to leave here and there. the couple was once again busy by the guests saying their goodbyes and congratulating them once more. it was the second to last photo of the night and matt was getting antsy, waiting for a new picture to hold him up while he waits to get home. as matt was sipping on his hard seltzer, stella walked over to him with a huge smile on her face. matt downs his drink, giving the empty can to chris so he can throw it away, matt rubs his hands together. "let's see what we got now." he looks over at y/n who is smiling knowing this is a more exposed picture.

stella stood in front of matt, "here you go mister, it's a good one." she hands him the picture before walking away to gia who is once again filming. he looks around making sure nobody is able to see. flipping it over, he gets flustered all over again. her tits are now on display as one of her hand are in her hair. looking around to try and spot y/n he quickly spots her short white dress and she's already looking at him, smirking. gia turns off the camera, going to get her picture she's about to give him in a couple of minutes. matt lifts his finger in a come hither movement to y/n

following matt's motions, y/n makes her way to him. "can i help you?" she acts innocent. "i'm debating whether or not to ditch our wedding and go home." he looks at the picture once more before putting it in his pocket and looking into her eyes. his pupils are dialed and full with hunger and desire, y/n can't help but smirk. "just a bit more, i promise." she goes on her tip toes and kisses him. "i'm taking it you liked this one more?" matt nods, throwing his head into her shoulder groaning.

"i need you now."

polaroid six (middle pic but less clothing iykwim)

the moment matt has been waiting for, the final picture. he noticed that as he was given the pictures they were getting more and more suggestive. he believed that this last one was going to be very different. she was going to be on full display and he was excited, knowing that he'll get to have her in less than an hour. he was thanking their past selves for choosing a close venue to their home. the quicker he gets them home, the quicker he gets to show her how much he loves her.

gia was the last to give him a picture so he went up to her. "i believe you have something for me?" he widens his eyes and gives her a knowing look. "thirsty are we?" she giggles, grabbing her phone and taking her phone case off and grabbing the picture. "have fun, kid. i'll take care of the mess here." she hands the picture over to him and pats his shoulder as she walks away.

like a routine, he looks around making sure nobody can see it and flips it over. he feels the blood rush to his cock. she's completely naked in this one. although her leg is covering her pussy, he can already imagine it. staring a bit longer, he puts in safely in his pocket and looks for y/n so he can get them out of here. spotting her a few feet away he walks over to her. "get your stuff, we're leaving." he grabs her waist from behind.

"yes, baby." she smirks.

[rozecrest]

one day i will finish this damn brninegucci……