#i accidentally fell in love with the older siblings i created for imogen and garrick

[alexandia03]

Inkpot Gods?? I'm listening 👂👂👂

Ahhh, yes. This is my baby project that started as a little joke and spiralled into me planning a spin-off fic for Memento Vivere. It is still in the early stages and I had a separate post prepared for this but...

Inkpot Gods will be a collection of stories about the other Cardulo-Tavis idiots I absolutely fell in love with (and everyone gave them a warm welcome so far so...). The first chapter already has 3K words and unlike with MV, I have no idea where I am going with this story. It will mostly be a place where I will throw all the stories and flashback scenes I come up with about Braelyn and Derik (if I am suffering I am taking you all down with me).

And there will probably be many 'afterlife' chapters with these two watching over their younger siblings because I love to make myself suffer like that.

The title is inspired by this goddamned song from The Amazing Devil, which reminds me a lot of Braelyn and Derik's dynamic as a couple.

And now a little sneak-peak...

I look at the soldier standing closest to the bars, laughing at a joke his colleague made, paying us absolutely no mind - we are a threat they have already neutralized, in their arrogant narrow minds. But oh, I could make him throw me his sword though these bars with just a couple of words… better yet, I could make the rider next to him, a mountain of a man who is twice my size and who probably has a lame-ass fire signet, turn on his friends and kill them for me. I could do it all and even more.  “No, you couldn’t.” Derik groans and I am vaguely aware of his spectral presence squatting next to me. I don’t even know when he moved through the cell to come next to me by the cell bars. “You haven’t eaten anything since before you were captured by General Bitchgail, you haven’t slept in days… not to mention you almost drained yourself when you manipulated those two dragons yesterday.”  “Since when are you the voice of reason?” I grumble, my voice barely above a whisper and still refusing to look towards him. He is not here, not really - I know he is just a trick of my own sleep-deprived mind and the last thing I want is to draw the attention of my mom and Mrs. Tavis by arguing out-loud with this fucked-up hallucination of my dead boyfriend. 

[alexandia03]

Panic Panic Panic... Help

You know how I like to joke that I am the Queen of procrastinating? I am starting to think it is more than a joke...

Okay, so... I have started writing a little something from Braelyn's POV as a fun way of spending my frequent breaks from studying and writing my thesis. Remember that last chapter with Braelyn and Derik? Yeah, I basically have another one almost done (warning: it is not as wholesome and fluffy)

And here comes the question. Should I... 1. Post it here as a kind of "Tumblr special" (and add it later on as a flashback scene in the main fic probably) 2. Post it as a chapter in Memento Vivere like the last one 3. Post it as a separate fanfic on AO3 (which I probably turn into a spin-off with multiple chapters as I constantly come up with ideas for these two characters)

[alexandia03]

My best friend today: So, Derik and Braelyn are your take on the Romeo-Juliet trope? Tragic lovers and all that jazz? Me: Haha, yes. But also…

Silena Beauregard and Charles Beckendorf. Achilles and Patrocle. Orpheus and Euridice. Sam Cortland and Caelena. Star Guardian Xayah and Rakan. Basically any Sirius Black ship.