#i only ever write gen but

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

just a little something for the darling @yournowheregirl to wake up to! it sounds kinda dumb and insignificant, but i always appreciate your tags in the fun tag games that come across your dash and for always being one of the first that ask something from those ‘ask me’ posts i reblog! it makes me feel appreciated and i am super grateful every time 🥰🫶🥹

There was meant to be two beds.

Steve specifically got a double king room for the goblins, and another room with two queens for him and Eddie.

So of course as soon as they got into Milwaukee the night before the D&D themed nerd fest, the (actually very nice) woman at the front desk says: “We had to swap around the rooms, but the two will still sleep all you boys, don’t worry!”

Whatever. That’s fine, right? They’ll all have a spot to sleep the next two nights they’re here for the kids’ (and Eddie’s) dragon game convention.

He gets back to their rented minivan and passes the key cards to Eddie in the passenger seat.

The van was just the first point of contention between him and the kids’ beloved Dragon Meister, followed closely by…everything else.

The first thing Eddie said when Steve showed up in the rented van was “King Steve is coming along on our journey?”, to which Steve could only respond with “This ‘super cool’ guy you assholes have been going on about this whole time is Eddie “The Freak” Munson? Really?”

Following closely behind are: the tapes and tapes of loud garbled ‘music’ Eddie insists on playing, his absolutely tragic way of unwrapping Steve’s burgers for him when they stop for lunch, the wariness Steve has in the first place about this being the guy Dustin wouldn’t stop talking so highly about…this nerdy, obnoxious, third-time senior…great.

“204 is the Hellions’ room, 207 is us.”

Eddie bends an arm backwards into the feral beast enclosure the second two rows have become over the last six hours and Steve’s surprised he still has his hand when it returns to the front.

Steve gets the van parked in the hotel’s garage, and they head up to their rooms.

“Alright, assholes,” he says to the somehow still rambunctious masses, “This is you guys, Make sure you’re up by eight so we—“

“Yeah Steve, we got it,” Dustin scoffs, “As if we’d risk being late to this.”

Steve rolls his eyes with a “Fine, goodnight.” and shuffles the few steps across the hall to his and Eddie’s door, leaving the troops to file into theirs.

The only thought in his head is of laying down and getting the fuck to sleep. It wasn’t even that late but—

“Oh you’ve got to be shitting me.”

So that’s what brings them here. To their one barely queen sized bed.

“I guess I’m on the floor then, huh?”

“I’m not about to let you sleep on the floor.”

“Oh, the King has chivalry does he?” Eddie rolls his eyes and throws his duffle onto the armchair in the corner.

“As much as you, asshole; I just want you to have the energy to corral the gremlins tomorrow.” Steve scrubs a hand down his face. “Look, we’ll just deal with it tonight and I’ll get another room tomorrow.” he lies. As if he’s got the cash for that.

Eddie looks him over, and seems to come to whatever conclusion he needs to because he says “Fine, but you better not be a blanket hog.”

Eddie’s the worst blanket hog Steve’s ever had the displeasure of knowing.

He thought Robin was bad, but this is something else.

Eddie’s fully a burrito within an hour of laying down. After a hearty, but silent, game of tug of war over the worn duvet.

Steve falls asleep angry and cold, and wakes up on a cloud.

He’s so warm and so entangled in the comforter, he can’t help but snuggle deeper into the pillow he’s clutched onto.

The pillow hums back at him and scoots itself under his chin with a sigh.

Steve squeezes tighter onto the pillow momentarily, but his curiosity of why his pillow’s making noise gets the better of him.

He cracks his eyes open, looking down at the thing in his arms.

It shifts as well, and Eddie Munson blinks up at him with those (holy shit…beautiful, deep, dark) doe eyes of his.

“Hi.” Steve breathes.

Eddie’s eyes flutter shut, and shuffles himself back into Steve’s neck.

Steve chooses to blame the still sleepy bit of him for curving himself back around Eddie.

“How’d you sleep?” Steve whispers into the now-bared hairline under the other man’s bangs.

“Fucking amazing…” Eddie mumbles, snaking an arm over Steve’s waist and settling a hand in the middle of his back. “How ‘bout you, Stevie?”

“Stevie, huh?” Steve chuckles.

It’s only then that Eddie seems to come to his senses, his head shooting up before he scrambles away, falling straight onto his back between the opposite side of the bed and the wall with an “Oof!” and a “Fuck!”

“Oh shit!” Steve shuffles off the bed and helps Eddie back up, ”You alright, Eds?”

“Yeah..yeah, I’m fine..” Steve gets Eddie back on his own two feet and (reluctantly) lets him go once he’s stable.

‘Reluctantly? Why reluctantly? What the hell??’

“Sorry I was all over you, not the greatest thing to wake up to, huh?” Eddie says, huffing a sardonic laugh under his breath.

Steve hums nonchalantly, “It wasn’t all bad, I slept pretty fucking amazing too.”

Eddie hums an acknowledgment, then: “I wouldn’t—“ Eddie starts at the same time Steve says “I should—“

“You go ahead,”

Eddie’s hands come up between them, spinning the rings on his fingers nervously. “I was going to say that…I.. Iwouldn’tmindifyoustayedtonight..too.”

Steve blinks. “Good thing I was going to say that I really should save my money.”

Eddie’s smile is slightly nervous, but there’s a hopeful tinge to it that Steve can only assume means what he thinks it does (hopes it does).

“Leaves me with more to spend on the Gremlins, right?” he shrugs.

Eddie beams. “Glad to know we’re on the same page, Harrington.”

also, if you haven’t heard it recently: Alice, YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE 🤩

[mcytegg]

Roshambogames Teammate tierlist 👍

its basically just my incredibly biased personal opinion on who i think ro would work well w in a team. (mapicc gets his own tier bc he is mapicc.)

[altschmerzes]

posting something new is so much fun for so many reasons but it does always mean an interesting little bit where it’s like am i gonna have to gently handhold a new fandom through the concept of aromanticism and romance repulsion or are they gonna be cool about my adamant and guaranteed to never change refusal to write ship fic all on their own

[kizunarae]

I know people go on about how badly Fitz treated Molly but honestly I think Molly was just as awful to Fitz. they are toxic high school couple vibes and I don't know if I believe that Fitz deserves most of the blame in their relationship.

[raggydollsscreenshots]

Posting screenshots from The Raggy Dolls every day until ITV puts it on ITVX: Day 115:

[mercutio-the-velaryon]

I'm feeling like writing two companion one-shots for limoreau where Jordan's ghostface in one and Marie's ghostface in the other

[nostalgia-tblr]

Reminding myself that I resolved not to delete any fics that have a bookmark on them😭

[sieglinde-freud]

if awakening ever gets a remake in the next twenty years or so my number one want is same sex marriage + still having kids but my number TWO want is a scene after lucina’s judgement where whoever is robin’s kid confronts lucina. bc like from a player’s stand point, or really even just from robin as a character, its really easy to understand lucina’s thought process, sympathize with her, and forgive her. but if you’re one of the future kids, you came back in time to save your parents (and the world i GUESS), and your friend decides that your parent, yours specifically, is expendable, thats kinda fucked up!! her thinking is valid and potentially correct from a logical standpoint, but looking at it from like morgan’s perspective, it might feel selfish or unwarranted.

but my other thing is, unless robin’s second kid is lucina (or they dont have one), i think using their other kid over morgan would be more impactful if only because morgan lost their memories of the past and doesnt have as strong of a connection with lucina as say, someone like gerome or cynthia does. if its chrom!morgan then yeah, theres the connection, but otherwise wouldnt it be fucking wild to see the perspective of someone who went back in time with their friend who promised to go back and save the world, only to find them pointing a sword at your fucking dad? literally insane where is this confrontation. number three want is fix chapter two’s map design

[zukkaoru]

just realized all three kunichuuzai fics in the nonbinary chuuya tag are mine.. guys i'm starving out here someone help

[rewritingcanon]

Lorgo (Lorcan x Hugo) for the ask game?

likeeeee idk where to put them 😭 maybe if the scamander twins had ONE moment in canon to be seen. maybe if hugo had ONE actual line i could put them on the y axis. i cant justify it at all besides they probably would have a good relationship and know each other for a long while thanks to their parents, even if they were not super close. how much lorgo makes sense and compels me is also a little dependent on what age lorcan is, which was never confirmed. jkr has said she imagined luna to be a “late mother,” so people assume lorcan and lysander was born after romione and hinny’s kids. which would have had to be after 2008. on the wiki it says that lorcan and lysander’s birthday could go up to 2014, which is a big range lol. of course, lorgo makes less sense if there’s a six year age difference and they had known each other for a very long time.

then again theres ways to circle around this. he could be the same age as hugo, or a few years younger. or you may believe that lorcan and hugo didn’t meet each other until they were older, so the potential age difference doesn’t matter. so yeah. not damning evidence, just inconclusive.

it terms of compelling, im a nextgen girlie and lorgo is like the only hugo and lorcan ship that could make sense to me. but i have a conflicting headcanon so (*cough* hugo is aroace to me *cough*). but yeah thats it. theres no tangible reason to ship or not ship it.

[ramayantika]

Yes, I won't be there around you all the time. I won't be able to wipe your tears with my fingers all the time. I don't miss you as much as you do when we are apart. I roam the world, with dreams and aspirations as huge and as wide as the sky. They tell me you haven't been a good wife forget being a good lover but it is you I want to come back home to. I will not be home for months but I will send letters, ten pages long for every month with a small love poetry that will only make sense to you. When I win the world, I am a star for them, a performer and artist in their eyes, a nomad who roams around leaving pieces of their creation everywhere but it's you I choose to come back every time every night in the warm bed that you make. It's your lips that I seek to steal a kiss from and it's your embrace that would take away all the tiredness from my limbs.

[ghastigiggles]

nah gonna post again tonight to whinge, i seriously don't want to dampen anyone's creativity / be discouraging but for the love of god pleaaaaase break up your dialogue into paragraphs when you post fics

If Character A says, "I'm talking now!" then Character B, "Shouldn't be talking in the same paragraph..." And then doing more things in an englongated, single-sentence form.

Instead, Character A says, "I'm talking now!"

"I'll talk in the next paragraph then," Character B replies, doing more things in this paragraph for A to react to.

Because that way it's easier to read if Character A decides, "I'd like to talk a little," And then they can do an action mid-sentence, "Then I'll finish what I'm saying."

far be it from me to bitch about free content of course, esp when it's being posted by new authors / ESL writers, this is just a pet peeve and i hope more people can learn to adopt this writing style. it is so much easier to read 😭

[mayzie-grobe]

transcript under the cut

the conversation

beginning | next

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[Yuna]: Are you going to yell at me?

[Edward]: Would it do any good?

[Yuna]: No.

[Edward]: That I won’t bother. Besides I’ve never been much of a disciplinarian.

[Yuna]: Don’t I know it. More of Nonno and Halmoni’s wheelhouse.

[Edward]: Is that why? Because I was never strict with you, you decided to disappear for ten years?

[Yuna]: I thought you weren’t going to yell.

[Edward]: I’m not yelling, I’m asking you a question.

[Edward]: I just don’t think you understand how terrifying it was to get a call from your school that just said you were missing. And that’s it. No updates. We didn’t even know if you were alive until you texted Rainn out of the blue. And just an I’m alright, don’t ask where I am. For ten years, Yuna.

[Edward]: I mean I never thought I was getting the Father of the Year award, but I didn’t think I was so bad you wouldn’t think you could come home. You didn’t have to raise Junior on your own.

[Yuna]: You didn’t raise me.

[Edward]: ...What?

[Yuna]: I mean, you didn't. Did you? I know you love me, Dad, but you didn't want me. Not at first. Nonno and Halmoni were the one's that were always there. And--Y'know I'm over it now. The more I grew up and now, with Junior. I get it, I understand now. I don't blame you anymore. But back then? I was just a kid.

[Edward]: I...had no idea you felt that way.

[Yuna]: Kind of the point.

[Edward]: Right, sorry. No, but truly. Yuna I am sorry. You're right about all of it. I just...wish you'd told me.

[Yuna]: How could I have? When they taught me to be so independent?

[Edward]: ...Losing them was...

[Yuna]: We never talked about it. Them, not after.

[Edward]: I'm even more sorry for that, that it took this for us to finally sit down and talk about it. I put too much pressure on you, we all did--when we should've been supporting you. I see that now.

[Yuna]: I didn't know how to tell you about Junior. I was afraid of how you'd react. I panicked. And it was just easier to pretend that I didn't have to go back. To face you. To know how disappointed I would have made them...how disappointed you would have been. I should have called. I should have told you all this instead of hiding. But I just didn't know how.

[Yuna]: You're a hard person to live up to, Dad.

[Edward]: Want to hear a secret?

[Yuna]: Yeah.

[Edward]: You never had to.

[Edward]: You were always perfect, just the way you are. Even when I couldn't see it.

[Yuna]: Cheesy.

[Edward]: That's me, Mr. Cheesy Extraordinaire.

[Yuna]: I love you, Dad. I'm sorry for all of it.

[Edward]: I know, I love you too. We'll be better from now on. As long as you aren't planning on disappearing again?

[Yuna]: Nope. Think I'm done being the estranged family member for the time being.

[Edward]: Good! Have fun calling your mother bright and early tomorrow morning.

[Yuna]: Boo. Throwing me to the sharks already?

[Edward]: Think that's bad? Wait 'til the wedding.

[buddy-arc]

// i’ve had this thought in my head for a few months now, so i’m going to try to put it into words. (yes, any rp blogs can reblog this if they want.)

please ask your mutuals more questions in conversation. social anxiety sucks, sometimes you don’t have the energy and can’t think but want to respond, and sometimes you’re busy a lot—i get it! i really do. but if you’re just answering passively, no questions or contributions, then it falls on the other person to keep coming up with something. it’s really hard to plot when your partner doesn’t ask questions back or suggest things, and it’s tiring.

as someone who’s been trying to reach out first and talk, i can affirm i’ve unintentionally just… stopped plotting with some people because it drained my energy for me to always be the one moving the flow of conversation. it’s a pattern i’ve seen that pops up frequently, as i’ve had quite a few DMs that end up along this line — “how are you?” “i’m okay.” “good! did you have any specific scenarios you wanted to thread?” “no, not really?” “ok, did you want me to send you some prompts?” “sure.”

it’s exhausting. I understand it’s hard to come up with ideas on the spot, but i want to let y’all know: it’s hardly ever expected for you to do so!!! you can take your time in responding, and even just a quick “im not sure, let me think” and then getting back to your partner later is, in my opinion, leagues better then a simple “no, I don’t have any ideas”. even greater would be a “i don’t have anything off the top of my head, but what about you?”

most people here are patient and won’t expect an immediate response. so, please take your time if you have to! just… please, please start asking questions, bringing up your wishlist, giving information, anything to get the conversation moving. it’ll be easier and more fun for you and your partner if you’re truly collaborating instead of one person getting burnt out making a majority of the decisions.

[celestialmancer]

...Highkey was not. Expecting this one ramble I wrote of Ishtar to end up digging into some really personal vulnerabilities around my own.

...But. After several months of wanting to start opening the doors to rambling on these things (& chickening out) I finally. Got things down.

[urfriendlywriter]

How to get to know your characters better?

(feel free to add your own thoughts to this list, hope it helps!) req by @miricalebabyy44 <3

what will your character be like if they were in your shoes?

is your oc the mom friend or the dad or the childish one in their friendgroup ?

do those "poet, king, soldier" quiz for your oc. im being fr

do the "36 questions to fall in love" quiz as your oc.

ik your ocs trauma have an impact on their character, but how would they be like, if they hadn't gone through that experience?

does your oc have similar tastes as you do? (music, art, fashion, coffee/tea etctetc)

will they "i only live once so I'll do it for the plot." or will they "i only live once ffs, i don't wanna die." ?

what is your ocs opinion of love? how is/was their love life on a scale of 1-10?

will your oc let go of someone precious to them when they know they're putting them at danger?

around whom does your oc lets their guard down?

are they romantically constipated or a hopeless romantic?

what type of music does ur oc like?

write a lot about your oc if you're struggling to get to know them. find a drabble prompt, and write what they'd do.

do they trust others easily or do they get trusted by others easily?

what is something your oc will never talk to anyone about? (their answer can be deep, like some emo trauma or like smthng like back when they shit their pants or smthng yk)

do they give off golden retriever energy, or a black cat energy? (or both?)

what will THEIR opinion be on YOUR current life? will they be ur friend? will they trust you?

will your oc survive in a fantasy setting, a war setting, a dystopian setting, a futuristic setting, a medieval setting? will ur oc survive after getting stranded on an island, or a forest?

does your oc like their parents, do they like how their life is, do they feel like they're born in the right gen?

if they are ever to get one wish definitely granted, what would they wish for?

how did they react to their first kiss? (if they have had it by now lmao)

what's an ideal day for your oc?

lastly, who does your oc go to when they've fucked up?