#i’m your local jac stan

[tarantulas4davey]

last sentence tag game

tagged by: @lailuhhh

Rules: Write the latest line from your wip (or post where you last left off in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don’t reblog.

It takes until Race is sitting up sharply on the couch, the warm, dark hands of his older brother tight around his wrists, to realize that the person screaming is him. He breathes harshly, rough in and out of his spasming lungs, throat raw from all the noise he was making. His face is wet with tears, he realizes.

Albert’s laugh is still echoing in his ears.

tagging:

@we-are-inevitable @roideny @jack-kellys @enter-plot-holes-here

[mishapen-moth]

i’ve been waiting for this one

"you cant get married platonically, marriage is about LOVE and COMMITMENT" yeah love for the bit commitment to the bit

[tarantulas4davey]

Ralbert, Sadness

7) “I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I feel like I can’t even breathe without you!”

sorry i do not remember what list this is from that’s my bad

jac !! my love !! i kinda lied when i messaged you about this cause it did not stay nearly as sad as i meant it to but it was fun and i regret nothing !! thank u sm for this even if it took me forever to reply to <33

i don’t think there’s any TWs for this one, i just imply they have an argument of some kind before the start

without further ado, ✨them✨

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The dead silence is heavy.

The cold of the bathroom door digs into his back, hard and unrelenting, spine curved awkwardly against the wood from when he slammed it and promptly slunk to the floor, desperately trying to ebb the flow of tears down his cheeks. He can almost see Albert, still frozen in the kitchen of their apartment, suddenly deflated where he was puffed up with anger a moment before. The drop of his head, the red rimmed eyes full of tears that he’ll grit his teeth against. They don’t fight very much, rarely have it in them. But when they do, the Earth shifts with it, rocking rough and dark to its core.

Race doesn’t even remember how it started. They bicker endlessly, a chess match of wit and bark with no bite, a torrent of flirting that comes out snarky, but this wasn’t funny. He goes back to school on Friday, the last semesters before he finally returns to the city of endless motion. It’s been eating him alive, the idea of going back after a winter break that gave him everything he misses when he’s out on the sunny coast of California.

Two more semesters until he’s back in Albert’s little apartment, happy and content. At least… that’s what he expects. Based on their current showing, he’s never been less sure.

If he had to guess, he started it. Albert couldn’t bother him on his own if he wanted to, regardless of how hard he tries, but Race has the unfortunate habit of refusing to admit something else is bothering him. Then, suddenly, unpredictably, he’s fighting with his boyfriend about dinner, and then how much homework he’s still got left to do. And Albert does his best, he really does, but he’s snappy when he’s hungry.

Race really doesn’t know why he’s crying, but he is, and it just won’t stop.

The footsteps aren’t loud, but Race could pick them out in a crowded hall, let alone the crushing quiet. He hadn’t turned the lock on the door, but the door handle doesn’t even rattle, there’s just the rustle of someone sitting on the floor outside of the door. They both know that Race knows he’s there, he always does.

His heart stops trying to shatter through his diaphragm when he twists up onto his knees and opens the door a crack. Albert’s smooth expression cracks at his face, scrunched up and ruddy with traitorous tears, but he barely lets him look before slinking into his arms and hiding his face in his neck.

“‘M sorry I shouted at you. Wasn’t fair,” Albert’s terrible at hiding the chopped up accent when he’s emotional. All his effort goes into sounding soft and sweet instead. “You’ve been stressin’ over whatever’s in that head of yours and I let it bug me.”

“My fault.” It’s barely a murmur, muffled in all the fabric and emotion, words he can feel being protested, but he hates that Albert still lets everything be his fault even when it isn’t.

His tan face has gone blotchy with muddled red, and he sounds like a little kid with a cold, but he lifts his head, letting himself sink into the hold Albert’s got on him so he can see the face he’s got memorized down to the last of the millions of freckles smattered across his nose. There’s a shaky breath, a long moment where all he does is sit, stare, and breathe before he can make himself speak. “I.. Caltech is a crazy experience. I couldn’t have said no when I got that letter on principle, even if I wanted to. But there’s so little there for me, not when you’re here. And it’s two more semesters, I’ll survive, but it’s been crushing me since I left in August.”

“I’m right here waiting for you to come back the entire time you’re gone, you know that?” The arms around his shoulders squeeze tighter, and he squeezes right back around Albert’s middle.

“I know, I promise I know, I just- I.. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I feel like I can’t even breathe without you!” Race brings a hand up to his cheek, pressing their foreheads together, like he can physically force the clinical cold he feels in the objective warm, welcoming brightness of sunny Pasadena, California, into Albert’s mind through pure will.

“I hear you, I got you, okay?” His callused, warm hand covers Race’s wrist, thumb moving back and forth over the skin. “I’m right there with you, darlin’, like you wouldn’t believe. I miss you somethin’ fierce when you’re gone.”

Despite himself, he can’t help the little laugh at Albert, the halting exasperation at his own southern-ness, even in a serious moment. There’s a long pause, not crushing or uncomfortable or heavy, where he just sits against Albert on the floor and listens to his lungs fill and empty, over and over and over again.

“..You’re supposed to visit your mama upstate over spring break, right?” He hums his assent, eyes roving over his face to try and pick out what he’s getting at. “Have you scheduled your flight yet?”

“No, I was gonna do it on the phone with Jack tomorrow so he can pick me up from the airport once he’s driven up there.” Race’s brow scrunches together, still not seeing what’s making Albert’s eyes light up like that.

“How about I pick you up from JFK and I drive us upstate instead? Unless Miss Medda has some anti-boyfriend policy?” Medda loves him better than any of her own sons and he damn well knows it.

“Really?” Much happier tears well in Race’s eyes now, weepy as he is at the moment. “You’d suffer through two weeks of Jack and Charlie’s shit for me?”

“Might as well, Toni, I get plenty of it texting you when you’re in California, anyway.” Race’s laugh is bright, making Albert’s whole system warm in an instant, glad to have that sunny smile back after days of looming gloom.

“What about your aunts?” He did the several-day-Georgia-road-trip with Albert and his aunts last July, and it was a fun kind of chaotic. This year, the trip is supposed to be in April instead. “Don’t they want you to go south with them?”

“Oh, I’m sure they’ll be glad to have a few days to themselves before they get to grandmama’s. I only played nice on that road trip ‘cause I had someone to impress.” Race would’ve been able to pick out his grin from the sound of his voice alone. “I’m usually much more insufferable.”

He rolls his eyes affectionately, chest full to bursting. “I’ll believe that when I see it.. Thank you.”

Albert hums lightly, and Race can feel it rumble in both of their chests. “I love you, darlin’.”

Race pecks his lips shortly once, then again, and again. “And I love you, even if you yell at me.” He puts petulant anger in his emphasis, like a stompy toddler pouting about a toy.

“I did not yell, drama queen–” He doesn’t want to hear it, so he slaps a hand over Albert’s mouth, having the audacity to act shocked when he rips it away a moment later wet with saliva. Fingers dig in under Race’s ribs, making him squawk and squirm away, their eloquent chess match beginning anew, plans aflame and roiling with light.

-

fín

[tarantulas4davey]

TWLL ME ABOUT BRAIN DEAD THE TITLE IS 👀

- @we-are-inevitable ✨

HAHA I WAS WAITING

this is !!! javid au. davey pov, long distance relationship/online friends/songwriters au ????

it starts before they get together with the flirting and the pining and the blah blah blah blah blah and it’s basically. david jacobs’ elaborate plan to woo jack kelly via meticulous plans with all of jack’s irls to visit him. it’s a good time but i’m not very far into it

the title is from bugbear by chloe moriondo bc. david jacobs is incredibly intelligent but man if jack kelly doesn’t shut his mind down like a 2007 dell desktop computer <3

[tarantulas4davey]

i don’t know what i did or how i did it (but i did something right)

it’s been months since jac ( @we-are-inevitable ) left me the prompt “Holy shit, is that a tattoo?” but i cleared my inbox and this one spoke to me. so have some morons with tattoos. the title is from smitten by leanna firestone. thank u sara ( @hobbysognodilibri ), for helping me with albert’s tattoo, considering it’s a language neither he nor i speak <3

read on ao3

[tarantulas4davey]

we’re having the best time (i am sobbing in a dark room to dial drunk)

a big win for the noah kahan girlies (a big loss for my emotional state for the next three to five business days)

[tarantulas4davey]

this is me asking u to please rant about the butterfly effect for a second 🦋

ur the best this is my fav thing to just. ramble about. and for those who haven’t yet or can’t find the link, the butterfly effect on ao3

this was. my first real fic !! it’s incredibly cheesy and the timeline makes So Little Sense but they’re sweet and in love and i actually have a lot of thoughts about this general universe that isn’t in the fic cause it didn’t really fit while i was writing it

we’ll start with the stuff about ralbert that didn’t fit cause. duh.

their relationship is quite new in canon (even by the end it’s only been 4 or 5 months), and they’re quite a bit older than they usually are when they get together in my fics, but. to me they move Very Quickly.

like. moved in together after six months (although tbf that’s mostly out of convenience after jack and davey get married and jack moves out cause. race needs a roommate and albert hates his LMFAO)

they’re basically married after like 7 months together anyway and. al just goes.

“hey what if we got married”

“like. actually?”

“yeah, why not. s’not like i’m not already in love with you”

and that’s how albert tells race he loves him. cause he’s stupid (race says it back)

and like. 5 months later they’re getting married. finch and jack (the best men) have whiplash

idk they’re just. very ready to start living life together and want to get all the boring, legal, official stuff out of the way. also they wanted to give jack an excuse to get back at them for their speeches at his wedding cause they were Mean (affectionate)

oh and race has a butterfly tattooed on his ribs and on a little keychain and it’s part of the theme for their wedding. albert has,,, i wanna say 6? butterfly tattoos. they’re sentimental bastards and i love them.

OH MY GOD THE JAVID i’m sorry they’re barely in it but they’re my everything

they’ve been together for…ever, honestly, by the time race and albert even meet

got together senior year, survived davey’s year abroad in italy and jack’s tenure of about 4 years in santa fe before he moved back, somehow the best and worst roommates race has ever had

ok so Technically jack’s his roommate and davey has an apartment with sarah but. then sarah and kath got together so jack and davey are only there if for some reason the newsbians choose sarah’s place over kath’s apartment that’s Just Her’s

so they’re great cause they’re never there. but when they’re Actually there they may or may not be the fuckin worst

and it’s Not Mentioned but they’re already engaged in the butterfly effect cause i’m the author and who’s gonna tell me no

so there’s sorta an. apartment shuffle when they get married. al moves in with race when jack moves out, jack moves in with davey, and sarah moves out of there and in with kath. pure chaos

it’s in the fic a little but they are. so affectionately mean. and they’re kinda dumb. davey lovingly teases jack for being an idiot constantly and it’s great (which. this dynamic is entirely stolen from the ramblings of @we-are-inevitable i love u sm jac)

i just !!! yeah this is one of my fav javids cause they’re so. Them. idk man it makes sense in my head

bro thank u sm this was a Fun Time i miss this fic

[tarantulas4davey]

for the one word thing: david :)

you’re such a little shit LMAO

Even when they first started messaging, Jack was not nearly as suave and smooth as he liked to pretend to me. He had so much charm it almost knocked David flat on his ass, but he tripped over the way he wanted to phrase things and was laugh out loud funny. To the point Sarah kept giving him weird looks from across the room when he would text him, purely because he couldn’t help laughing.

ur lucky i love u loser /lh

[tarantulas4davey]

race race race

god fuckin bless dude

gender identity headcanon

he/him ftm trans guy

or a personal favorite they/he genderfluid person

sexuality headcanon

gay. likes men.

or. non women ig

a non woman who likes non women. bc. gender confusion

otp i have with them

ralbertralbertralbertralbertralbert

notp

s.. sprace

but you knew that

i refuse to start discourse on here tho so just leave it at that pls

brotp

race and finch !!!

i’m also a REALLY BIG FAN of race and davey’s bromance i think they’re giggly n fun

favorite actor that plays them

benjamin tyler cook

<3 he <3

favorite headcanon about them

this one is actually evil how am i supposed to pick one

uh. uh.

math geek. actual genius. 174 iq level but still needs to be told to stop cartwheeling on the concrete. i love him

opinion of them

he is a beloved

like God i love him sm

what a lad honestly

[mishapen-moth]

i think. song of achilles is one of your favorite books but it’s not your Favorite (TM) bc the other two are very believable. if i’m wrong it’s #3. also i love u

oh boy time for lying

my favorite book is the darkest minds by alexandra braken

my favorite album of all time is channel orange by frank ocean

i did two or more sports every year from ages 7 to 13

this is hard on purpose bc i am usually a “i refuse to pick a favorite” person and i am breaking my own rules for the sake of Winning At Tag Game (both normal and achievable)

i love u @we-are-inevitable have fun

NEW TAG GAME!

if you're tagged, reblog with two truths and a lie, guess what prev's lie is and reblog with your current favourite song!

i'll go first:

I play netball

I failed math once

I have cheated on a test

yes its the fyolai song i know

@mike-queerler @elsbianism @cultofsheep @yakkos-warners @your-friendly-neighbourh00d-fag @red-in-revenge @aroacesigma @the-beard-of-edward-teach @runninguplenorahills @silversoulstardust @lookingforgalaxies <3

[tarantulas4davey]

RACE FOR THE 4 HC THING

jac my beloved you have made a DREADFUL mistake i’m so mean to race

tw for headcanon c !!!!

vague mentions of death, murder, violence, alcoholism and loss :))))

headcanon a: realistic

race is an insomniac. he can’t sleep. this is borderline canon “them fire sirens kept me awake all night” but. i think he is the person that regardless of era will be found by jack or albert sitting on the fire escape at 4am cause he couldn’t sleep. oh also he’s in love with albert but that feels a bit obvious coming from me ngl

headcanon b: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

he gets into a lot of fights just because he has a very loud mouth and it makes people angry, but the unrealistic part is that he WINS a lot of fights he didn’t even start. is his technique good? no. but doesn’t he get hit as much as he hits? no !!! and that’s all that matters !!!!

headcanon c: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

this is literally just the canon backstory for half my race stories ngl. he grew up with an alcoholic abusive father, an absent but loving mother, and a little sister he ADORED. when he was 8 or 9, his dad unalived his mom and sister while he was at school and hurt him when he got home before he ran away, and his dad was arrested. he was in foster care for a year or so before he ended up with medda and charlie, and jack got there about 2 years after that <3

headcanon d: unrealistic, but i will disregard canon about it because i reject canon reality and substitute my own

i mean literally 90% of my hcs pls point me towards anything canon era i’ve ever expanded on. he’s a youtuber. him and albert actually get married. he’s a math genius. he’s got a shit ton of dumb patchwork tattoos, not to mention his fair share of stick n pokes. he’s deeply affected by music but hates his singing voice so he started dancing instead. has the entirety of the hsm franchise memorized. he can’t drive for shit. i could go on but i feel like i’ve made my point.

THANK YOU I MISSED LIL HC LISTS LIKE THAT ILYSM JAC MWAH

[tarantulas4davey]

*grabby hands* car guy Albert

this,,, this has been a long time in the making. a very long time in the making. long enough in the making that the inspo for this au, the lovely @we-are-inevitable , has since moved on from this thought to many a new thing (all of which i demand you go check out if you haven’t yet, jac is an angel and one of the most talented people i know, go love on them rn they deserve it. jac, ilysfm) and. jorja. my love. thank you for listening to my rants about this au, you helped make this into coherent thoughts. also @enter-plot-holes-here tq for making me get off my ass and create something you’re wonderful and ily. finally, @santagae jack, you actually force me to do something creative for my own or your sake, which means i actually know what the fuck i’m doing when we get to,,, here. mwah ilysm

i’m gonna stop stalling and get to what y’all have been waiting for—

hcs under the cut cause this is a Long One :))

*cracks knuckles*

ok, so god i missed typing that

he grew up in a small town, pretty much everybody knows everybody, and if they don’t it won’t be very long after you drive into town that they will. popular for lower to middle class families, retired people, and people requiring something new. sometimes it’s a combo of those things.

albert’s dad worked a few odd jobs when he was a kid

construction, lumber, mostly physical labor

but when he was 6 or so, his dad started an apprenticeship with a local mechanic, and the rest is sorta history

albert had always been one of those boys that loved cars, from the second he got his grubby hands on his first hot wheel

he used to sit in front of the tv watching auctions, absolutely mesmerized by the ongoing train of shiny cars and all the moving parts that worked to make it function

by the time he was 12, he had this extensive catalog of knowledge sitting in his brain waiting to be used, cause curse him he’s good at everything, so the second he figured out cars it was only a matter of getting his hands on one

he sorta lucked out, getting older brothers, cause his oldest brother started driving when he was 13 and the other when he was 15

he spent nearly all his free time in the shop, to the point the guy his dad apprenticed under actually offered to start albert’s apprenticeship when he was,,, 17? probably? earlier than most guys would even consider offering

he leaps at the offer. it’s the most excited he’s been since his brother let him amp up the sound system in his truck and he got to fuck around with all the wires for hours it really should only take. like 20 minutes. but he was 14 and figuring it out so,,,, i’ll give him a pass

by the time he graduates, he’s trusted to actually work on customers’ cars without someone breathing down his neck the whole time

and it’s around this time our dear jack francisco kelly joins the story. ma decided he and his brothers needed a new place to exist, so here he is.

now, jack’s all city boy. fresh outta college with some sorta of artsy degree that makes the very gruff “I grew up with bugs tougher than you” man who owns the auto shop peer at him suspiciously over his glasses

but jack’s also charismatic, and funny, and he knows a thing or two about cars

he’s also got the type of dinosaur he calls a truck that fits right in around there. duct tape on the front bumper, precariously balanced tailgate and all

so albert’s damn near solitary existence becomes half of a ridiculous duo that makes everyone in town roll their eyes and shake their heads fondly

obviously albert grew up with two brothers, he’s absolutely used to the kind of camaraderie he’s got with jack, at least to some capacity

but this isn’t one of his brothers, not by blood, and he’s not required to hang with albert. he actively chooses to, even with the long winded rants about various carburetors and sleek sports cars neither of them will ever reasonably be able to afford but dream about having one day

they’re the dumbasses that get caught smoking weed on the roof of the high school at 4am and run like there’s literally any chance anybody else in town could’ve been the ones doing it. they even run to the diner with the sleep deprived teenager behind the counter and make silent eye contact before bursting out laughing at how stupid they are. everyone knows them as a pair, even if they’d known albert his whole entire life before jack got there

and, of course, when they’re not out wreaking havoc on innocent bystanders, they’re bantering in the auto shop while they work. this is the easiest place to find them, actually, considering the absolutely ridiculous amount of time they spend there. can’t find al and jack? have you checked the auto shop?

which is exactly the question jack’s little brother gets asked when he’s searching for jack

enter, antonio “racetrack” higgins. ta da

he doesn’t walk into the auto shop shouting for jack and then come up completely short when he’s faced with a very tall, very pretty redhead who definitely isn’t his brother

he doesn’t. why would you ever say such a thing?

listen, in all fairness, albert isn’t doing much better. he just,,, hadn’t been talking when race walked in

“i— i’m so sorry, just... um... is jack here?”

“oh! uh— yeah, he’s... in the back. gimme a minute?”

it comes out like a question, but albert’s already running away before race can get any more words out. honestly it’s probably a good thing

the heat is just starting to rise in his cheeks when he nearly runs headlong into jack in the hall

“your— there’s someone here for you.”

“yeah, i thought i heard racer’s voice. why so red, red?”

jack knows. he knows exactly why albert’s so red, and why he’s making that face and shoving him down the hall. albert even knows jack knows cause of the stupid grin on his face and the way his teasing laugh echoes through the hallway

cause in all of the times they’ve talked about girls, or boys, or relationships, or any of that, jack had conveniently forgotten to mention albert could’ve been describing his little brother from a picture. the little brother than was two months older than albert

jack kelly was evil

it’s honestly kind of a mystery how they haven’t met before now, but it just,,,,, never seemed to work out. all the times albert had been over at jack’s, race was out or had online classes or a million other things that made them just miss each other

and despite their incredibly awkward start, they click immediately, just like albert had with jack. actually they click over their annoyance with jack, considering they both think that goddamn grin is aimed at them, and it’s perfectly smooth sailing from there

and so the duo becomes a trio, whenever it can at least

and this absolutely won’t end with some sort of development of feelings. it won’t. right?

i know, i know. i’m cruel and awful and the absolute worst. /j

luckily for you, my dears, i’m already halfway through the second part of this. if it’s not already up when your find this, it will be shortly. i got hit with the inspiration bus, sue me. love yall xxx

[tarantulas4davey]

♫ + javid (bet u didn't see that one coming)

OHHHHH OK OK OK (and no never coulda guessed u would say this)

from davey’s perspective, WILD by troye sivan

davey’s in love with jack, obviously, but. jack is almost davey’s freedom. he makes him loosen up and take life less seriously, and, for the sake of consistency, drives him wild. he loves jack for all of his imperfections and quirks, not just the stuff jack wants everyone to see when he talks to them.

anddddddd

for jack’s perspective, cleopatra by the lumineers

i’ve always thought jack was someone who sees love as a sort of divine, and he loves to romanticize. he knows davey isn’t perfect, of course, and he loves when he isn’t, but he is so utterly captivated by him and how perfect he is for jack despite that truth.

have some weird in depth javid thoughts on this fine monday afternoon ig. i love u sm mwah mwah

[tarantulas4davey]

this is going to be a hot mess !! thank u for the tag !!

Rules: post the names of all files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

take my will and my life

chicken fic

gambling addiction

heartthrob, daydream

gays at the bar

canon era ralbert

what about the plans we made?

i feel so brain dead next to you (javid)

engagement fic

there’s no plan (no race to be run)

silence in the ears (darkness of the mind)

oh lei, oh lai, oh lord

no thunder, just lightning (it roars in your head)

tagging: mostly repeats bc we have the same besties LMFAO @roideny @jack-kellys @enter-plot-holes-here @jack-whatsyourangle @to-be-a-dreamer and anyone else that wants to do it !!

New Ask Game

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by @quynhorlose but I’m definitely not going to tag as many people as I have wips because that would be cruel and unusual 😅

1. take a shot (but how’s your aim?)

2. we’ll be on the road like some country song [working]

3. google slides

4. new abo

5. cheerleading fic

6. [Bits & Bobs] Tease Series

7. heartstopper au

8. Oblivious Javid Shenanigans

9. New Domestic

10. Protective Jack

11. i’d get my knuckles bloody for you

12. love at first sight’s for suckers

13. [Bits & Bobs] slowly, and then all at once

14. domestic au grooming fic

15. we got your back from way back

16. [Bits & Bobs] Javid Office Fic

17. [Bits & Bobs]

I’ll tag @agentsnickers, @we-are-inevitable, @deliciouspeachpirate, @moonlitgraffiti, and @waiting-makes-me-antsy and anyone else that wants to participate!!

[tarantulas4davey]

7, 11, 15, and 20 !!

- @we-are-inevitable ✨

jac i love u sfm mwah mwah mwah

7: What story/headcanons do you feel the proudest of?

for story, i am. very very proud of i don’t know what i did or how i did it (but i did something right). it’s just. my favorite version of them, and something i really genuinely enjoyed writing.

i’m also incredibly fond of but all that i know (is i need you close) for selfish and indulgent reasons more than anything

as for headcanons. it’s funny cause i Started as a headcanon writer so i could take this as an excuse to talk about aus that never got full stories. but instead i’m gonna talk about my random thoughts that rot my brain

ok so. southern albert. he is ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING to me. it’s a thought that originated entirely separate from all the small town aus, and it’s been my headcanon for him since the youtuber au. he grew up in the south, until about 8 or 9, and then moved to NY. both his parents have very thick accents, especially his mama, and so. even when he tries to hide it, his sneaks through a lil bit.

and, tho we knew this, i am. a big fan of ralbert and butterflies. they get tattoos, and jewelry, and clothes, and send eachother blurry photos. it started cause of the first fanfic i ever wrote to finish, the butterfly effect, and now it’s just. everywhere, all the time, cause that’s how it is in my brain, too.

11: How would you describe your style?(Character/emotion/action-driven, etc)

uh. i think i’d go with sorta. overwhelmingly character driven. most of the time i don’t start writing based on a plot, it’s usually a. mish-mash of interactions i have been hyperfixating on between race n al the characters i’m writing. sometimes i go in with a proper plot, but more often than not i’m just. listening to a song on repeat and hoping for the best.

15: What is the fanfic you've written that you're most proud of?

so uh. i have two and both of them are for reasons Entirely Unrelated to how well or poorly they’re written. the butterfly effect (linked above), because it’s the first fic i ever finished and committed to publishing, so i’m really very fond of it, and who are they to try and put us down, cause even if it’s not That Special as a stand alone, it’s a stepping stone for where i, as the writer, want to take the series, and i think it functions perfectly in that role.

20: What feedback makes you the happiest to hear?

i’ve always been a big fan of long rambly feedback. it’s the type of feedback i give, cause i’m completely unhinged, and it’s my fav. i love hearing about what people think of my decisions with the characterization, or a little moment that’s their favorite (if you’ve ever put a quote from my writing and then talked about it Specifically under it you’re my fav person on the planet) just. i like to hear people’s Thoughts, capital T. i’m also a big fan of really rambly conversations with people when they Can’t Collect Their Thoughts right away but when they can they still wanna let me know what they are so they message me. it’s a personal beloved.

jac you’re the best person to ever exist and i love u more than air mwah mwah mwah

[tarantulas4davey]

kath and rizz did it so. @we-are-inevitable made me a pumpkin chain albert and god is real <3