#i normally delete my phone notes once they're uploaded

[icarusatmidnight]

👁- what seven words best sum up your wip’s aesthetic?🦋- do you prewrite and make extensive worldbuilding/character notes, or jump into the story?😈- share a few lines from your wip

Aw, thank you!! :D Especially for more aesthetic questions. I got so happy realizing I could do Aster’s aesthetic too. Speaking of!

👁- What seven words best sum up your wip’s aesthetic?

I did Icarus in the last post, so I’ll do Aster’s instead! Unlike the last post, getting to just seven words was kinda easy! It probably makes no sense but that’s Aster’s world for you~.

Epics. Technomagic. Late Stage Capitalism. Neo-Dada Shitposting.

:D

🦋- Do you prewrite and make extensive world-building/character notes, or jump into the story?

 Half and half, tbh! The best way for me to start writing is to …just pick a scene or a line and just start writing around that. But I do love prewriting a lot too!! I spent a lot time daydreaming while I’m out and about, making little notes about everyone. It’s a good way to flesh out things for me. \m/!

😈- Share a few lines from your wip

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My laptop is still out of commission (I’m borrowing my brother’s chromebook just so I can have a keyboard and some internet access) so I’m kinda locked out of my current drafts atm.

I do however have a small chuck of something on my phone because I like hashing out ideas that keep me up when I can’t sleep?? o: It’s not from either of my stories. I just had this intense desire to write some Persona 5 nonsense because I had been playing it earlier in the day and Mishima likes to get into my head. ^^;; 

“It just reminds me of that time on the roof? You had a fight with Ann-” And the rest of his words and memory of that incident stopped dead on his tongue as Henmi’s head snapped up, looking like Mishima had physically slapped him across the face. His ever-mischievous eyes instead held pure shock as he stared back at him.“How is any of this like that?!”“I don’t know, you’re kinda just everywhere? I can’t follow you today.” If he was honest, it wasn’t like Mishima could follow Henmi most days to begin with. That boy’s mind was always four or five steps ahead of most people, but that’s what he liked. As frustrating at times, eventually the pieces finally fell into place, revealing the beautiful mosaic Henmi had been constructing all along from behind his curtain.

And he loved those moments, that’s why he went along with those stupid plans so much. But all day, he has been waiting and waiting and waiting and nothing was adding up. The more time passed, the more just felt weird and then even more weird. It just didn’t feel like Henmi, not that one he knew.Upon top of him, his boyfriend just stayed silent, biting his lip as he looked over towards the stairs away from his room. Mishima sighed again, reaching out to gently stroke the taller boy’s cheek. “It’s not- I just want to make sure you’re okay, okay?” The arrest, the fake suicide, all of the hiding and quasi-isolation… Any one of those things could easily take a toll on someone, let alone all of it at once.“I’m fine,” Henmi said after a moment of quiet. Mishima started to ask again, clarify, to be sure because isn’t that what he always said when his mother and father asked about his bruises.‘Are you okay?’ 

‘I’m fine.’If they’d just asked again, maybe he would’ve given another answer.

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Thanks for reminding me I kinda wanna finish hashing out this idea too! :D