#i may split this chapter in half for easier reading but i dont want to split it till ive written it all

[dashuisofanubis]

Okay whatever multichapter fic I write next its going to have shorter chapters 😅

[bittybattybunny]

Hey uh, I’m writing a fic for an ahit au I thought of but since I’m just starting it, I kinda wanted to ask you (if you dont mind that it is!) if you have any advice? I really like your tlc fit since it’s so greatly written so I thought you’d be the best person to ask

Omgosh I don’t know if I’m the greatest for advice--- I write TLC like in the weirdest way possible (out of order and shoving in what I want when I feel like it. there is a lot of stuff I drop hints to early on that don’t get touched for a while to come)

This is going to get long bear with me I’m a rambler:

I guess the basic idea tho (and my sister who’s also a fic writer shares the sentiment)

Just write what you’d want to read.

I write TLC at the end of the day for myself; because I want to have this fic.

Don’t be afraid to cut things out or edit. You can add them in another way later. I had some scenes I had to shuffle around and right now I’m actually adding an ENTIRE chapter between the last chapter and the next one.

Like sometimes it just helps to get that scene you want to be written, written, even if It won’t happen for a while! I have the chapter in which Snatcher splits his curse pre-written, but timeline-wise It’s not happening for a WHILE (cuz in chapter 12; it’s mid-September/late September. Chapter 13 (well technically it’s gonna be 14 when I add this new chapter in) is in mid-October. BUT that chapter? Happens late July of the following year, almost exactly a year from the time in the first chapter.

Also, I’ve had chapter 16 written as one of my earliest works for the fic. I did need to edit it a lot to add in things that happened prior. And honestly, I had planned this fic a lot shorter. (I’m a liar tho if I thought this was an under 20 chapter fic. No, I’m up to 21 chapters rn and I haven’t even gotten to the villains yet. (So I hope you guys are ready for a long time ride with me :’3c)

Also, I have the chapter that helps start the climax started.

The other thing is just, looking at how far you want to change from the source material and the like. For me, I will sometimes actually go and replay levels to remind myself “would Conductor burn down a pizzeria because he can’t get drunk? Would DJ get mad enough but try to keep his cool if something he dislikes is there? Snatcher and the Kid?”

I’ve written my fair share of Tsundere’s and assholes since I started writing; sometimes I’ll ask my sister her opinion as she doesn’t play AHIT BUT she’s watched me play enough to know how a character should sound without being invested.

Also, it can help to do side writing or plan ahead. Like I couldn’t fit certain things in but I’m going to do it via “brief moments” chapters (my sister calls her chapters like this interludes)

Some may say do an outline but--

I’ll be honest I’m not doing that. I don’t really need it if that makes sense. I have a job where I’m basically alone with my thoughts solo for 3 hours straight. So I’ll throw the playlist I made for the fic on my headphones and think of how I’m going to progress, what to write.

Also, it may sound weird, write things that may not get posted! I have several parts of TLC that in all likelihood won’t get posted! But writing them helps me figure out other stuff! Like I wrote the character Estelle’s death, Marcus’s Death, The destruction of Snatcher’s kingdom, Morgan’s death, How Snatcher met Estelle (this one is so old it has an older name I had picked for Arulius before deciding on Arulius!! Funnier fact, the original name I was gonna give Ru was “Prynce”. Prince Prynce. Yup. I was gonna moon moon him but this fic has the second name which he really did almost wind up with. Auberon)

Don’t constrict yourself to a word count either. Sometimes a fic is longer sometimes shorter. I have some chapters with like 24 pages, and some with maybe 8. My sister is notorious for 22-page chapters and longer.) I used to be like I have to get past a word count! I have to! and it was hard! Earlier chapters are shorter compared to current ones, and I think it’s the fact the more you work on your fic the easier it gets to write it! I used to take the full week to write a chapter. now I can more or less bang a chapter out in a sitting after work. as I said I’ve written up to chapter 21. But letting them sit a bit lets me reread and edit to make them better! Like one chapter I have to go edit some stuff as I thought of a better reason for a character to act as they do.

Also, don’t forget the golden rule: have fun with it.

I have like half a dozen fics that won’t see the light of day but I wrote for me and me alone to have fun. Like I have an entire 3 part fairytale AU for Eclipse and Arulius that’s so AU it’s more original than anything. I have 30+ pages of FNAF based fics I wrote. I have part of the Aladdin AU typed up, I have an entire AU of Moon Guardian Started.

Writing should be fun at the end of the day when it comes to things like fanfic.

I don’t know if this ramble helps at all! But yeah!

Write what you want

Don’t be afraid to edit and cut things out

Don’t force a page/word count

Write ahead edit later

Have Fun!!!!

Honestly tho i’m learning as i go!! TLC au is my first fic I’ve actually put out there so ;w;

[feverhalo]

Teaser dump! Because I am an incredibly slow writer and want to give tumblr followers some sort of little boon for being cool and following me here

its a long post cause im teasing like 5 or 6 stories here. if the readmore doesnt work on mobile lemme know and I’ll try and fix it.

1 rule- no reposting anywhere please. these are teasers for the next parts of fics i’ll put up once i get them to a postable state. some of them i want to fully complete before breaking into chapters so you guys dont have to wait as long for updates, others I just got stalled out on and havent made progress in weeks.

theyre all VLD or FMA in here. I have a few ideas jotted down for Natsume too but havent gotten them started. I also just caught up on the new season and want to rewatch it some to get better characterization for some of the others.

Post Immunization pt2 FMA

“Brother? Brother, I know you’re tired, but you can’t sleep in the car any more.” Ed swiped his hands over his face. Everything felt warm and foggy except for the splitting headache he had and a rather uncomfortable heaviness in his arm pulsing low pain up his good shoulder. In short, not the nicest thing to wake up to. He mumbled out a jumbled mess of what he thought to Al.

“I know it isn’t very nice brother, but you don’t have to swear at me about it.” Ed shrugged, continuing to swipe the cool metal of his automail over his face as he let his flesh arm fall back to rest between him and the seat. Alphonse reached over the seat between himself in the back and his brother to nudge at Edward and disrupt him from curling back up and sleeping again. “We stopped and got dinner, and you might prefer being inside overnight, the military parking lot isn’t a proper place to sleep.”

“Don’t leave me in the parking lot,” Ed’s forehead creased and he took on a whining tone. “Geeze what kind of asshole-“

“If you get out now, you won’t have to go back to the parking lot. If I knew you’d prefer sleeping in a car over my oh so generous offer I really would have let you, you know.”

“That kind of asshole then.” Ed rolled himself up to sitting, bracing a hand on his aching head. A shiver quaked across his shoulders as he stumbled out into the evening air.

Turnabout Is Fair Play pt3 VLD

“Is he okay?”

“What do you think made that happen so quickly?”

“Is Lance going to be in bed all day?”

“Guys,” Shiro held up his hands, pleading. He pointed to the pathetic spread on the table, “Eat first. I don’t want us all neglecting ourselves when our energy needs to be there.”

They all sat and pulled hot cups over to themselves and rooted through the breakfast offerings. Pidge grabbed some sort of chip-like snack, Hunk took some of the burned toast and a fruit from the dish, and Keith uncrossed his arms long enough to pull some of the toast to his plate as well. Shiro waited for the crinkling of the packaging to quiet before he spoke.

“It got pretty bad, he was pretty dehydrated from the mission, and I guess between that and his fever… Anyway, he’s doing okay. Still a pretty nasty fever, but its not dangerous and he’s got water and medicine. Still sleeping, last I saw, which is good because it means he is resting and not in distress. I think the plan is going to be that he’ll stay in the med bay area for today. I don’t want you guys sneaking down there until he’s awake and decides he is up for it.”

“He’s okay, for real though?” Hunk was starting to fidget stiffly and uncomfortably.

A prompt that is unnamed as of yet VLD

The plumes of smoke were highly corrosive in nature, from the readouts on screen. Nothing in the atmosphere was welcoming to human life, and while the ocean here was a lovely lavender with waves that would make any surfer stare in stunned silence before rushing in- it was also extremely hostile to their human make up. Not to mention the huge shadows lurking beneath, and the huge scarred fins breaking the surface on occasion.

“You’re all doing wonderfully! There should be a gale of wind coming in from the south side in a few moments,” Coran crackled over the radio. “From my understanding this isn’t quite the ‘parasailing’ experience, but it is a much more advantageous training method for us!”

Even with their suits, the Lions, and all the careful planning and advanced technology, the stench of the volcano seeped into the cockpit of each Lion. Pidge was coughing harshly, trying to mute their line each time to spare the others. That tea from earlier had done wonders, for a while. But the acrid atmosphere, even if it was filtered well and none of the harmful particles were coming in, was so strong smelling it woke up the scratchy burning pain from earlier.

“Pidge! On your 7!” Hunk shouted during one of the coughing fits taking hold of Pidge. Below the green Lion the ground was starting to crack from the volcanic pressure and seeping smoke.

Pidge grabbed the controls with one hand, the other held in front of their helmet in reflex. One handed- they jerked Green out of the danger zone as the ground split and shot up hot vapors and flecks of molten minerals and bits of charcoaled vegetation still clinging to the surface. It wasn’t a pretty dodge by any means, but it did the job. The turn ended a little roughly, and Pidge was slammed into the side of the pilot seat, but other than that they were fine. Pidge took a deep breath after the fit subsided.

“Thanks Hunk-“ They cleared their throat before realizing the comm was still off. Pidge flicked it back on before repeating, “Thanks Hunk. Saved my tail there, literally.” Green flicked her tail around to show her thanks as well.

Ed Whump 2 Electric Boogaloo (working title will be changed) FMA

Upon arriving at the Hughes' residence, Gracia gasped, dropping the doll she had been holding when the door opened to show the two of them. Dirt caked and bandaged as Ed was, the Colonel was also battleworn, clothing torn in some places and with the dust of alchemic reactions stuck to his face and uniform. Elicia was still off on the background, her happy little voice filtering through the open door.

"Sorry to show up in such a sorry state," Roy gave her a lopsided grin. "I do not intend to impose, but I can't speak for the brat."

Ed swatted at the hand Roy had used to gesture in his direction. Throughout the walk Ed's energy flagged further, and he was left panting and speechless. He resorted to short, snapped comments and commands or simply swatting lightly at Roy with the automail. They had to stop a few times, even going as far as sitting down for twenty minutes on a bench after a stumble that caused Ed a hot flash of pain that left him nauseated. His bruised ribs were not making the trek easier.

"Oh, nonsense. Ed and Alphonse never impose," She gave Ed a smile. It seemed lost on him, he was trying to catch his breath and avoid pain at the same time. His eyes were glassy and he was sweating slightly. The fever the doctor had warned about was visible on his pink cheeks by now as well. "Come on in."

"Thank you," with that, she stepped aside and Roy walked in with Ed following. Mustang casually undid his jacket and hung it on the hook and respectfully undid his shoes and set them to the side.

Ed stomped on the heel of his boots and tugged his feet from them, bracing himself on the wall with his automail hand. That accomplished, he pushed them with his foot to the side and left them in a heap. Ed carefully worked his jacket off his injured shoulder and let it slide off his automail arm to the floor. Roy leaned down to pick it up after Ed gave it a half-hearted kick to try and fling it on top of his boots.

Ed Whump-in-progress 1  FMA

He grabbed a seat, kicking his feet up to rest on the edge of the seat across so he could use his legs as a tale to hold his journal. While they were in transit, he and Al may as well go over what they’ve learned so far to see if they may be able to gather anything while on this assignment.

The Elric brothers drifted into their own world going over their notes, and the rest of the group climbed aboard and the train started in motion after everything and everyone was accounted for.

Edward’s attention turned further away from his meal and their current destination as he and Alphonse nit-picked over small details and things they had learned through their travels so far, and soon found himself getting uncomfortable on the hard seat. Slowly the sounds of the rest of the military group in the cab trickled into his awareness, and he zoned out to a game of cards Falman and Furey had been playing together.

“Ah, they return to the world outside of alchemy. You guys excited for this?” Breda  was leaning over the seat ahead of theirs, watching them seemingly oblivious to everything as they hummed and hawed over their research.

“Yes, as much as I can be. I am really thankful that Colonel Mustang is allowing me to ride along. I understand its a really big favor,” Alphonse rubbed at the back of his helmet. “I’m very sure brother is thankful for it as well. We have a lot to go over.”

“Yeah.” Ed leaned back, wondering when he started feeling so exhausted. “He’s not being an ass about it, surprisingly.” He stared out the window for a few minutes, zoning out again. The sky was changing to a dusky purple, and with belated interest he noted the wall lamps lighting up. The motion of the train was adding to his exhaustion, making it hard to keep his eyes open. 

Alphonse encouraged his brother to sleep, and kept himself occupied joining the others in card games and listening to the stories they told. Edward rested his head against the glass, drifting off as the kilometres flew by. Hours passed and Alphonse found himself awake alone after a while. He watched his brother sleep, fitfully at times, with his forehead pressed to the glass leaving a foggy halo. He read some to pass the time, some notes and parts of the lighter novels he had started. 

Ed stirred eventually, stretching his legs forward with a groan. His eyes opened and he blinked a few times before registering Alphonse across from him.

“Mornin’ Al,” he mumbled checking the horizon. The dark sky dotted with pinprick stars drifted by behind the speeding scenery. “Can you open the window for a bit? ‘S hot in here.” 

“You can sleep more, brother.” Alphonse stood as quietly as he could to crack the window as his brother ran his hands over his face, shuddering as he tried to hold back a yawn. Ed nodded, seeming to miss the words entirely as he sat up straighter and stretched a bit more.

“In a bit,” he swallowed, “weird dreams. Its kinda stifling in here, could use the air.” Ed pulled his legs up onto the seat. He felt so sore, how long had it been? He searched his pockets for his watch.