#idk we'll see if this gets added to my wip

[lokimobius]

Seven Sentence Sunday

tagged by @elodiah <3

i thought i'd lost this forever, but it turns out that i'd woken up and written this in the notes app on my phone at 2am instead of the correct word document.

i'm not sure if i'll actually use any of it, but i'm just happy to have found it! so, now you can read more than seven sentences because i'm feeling generous! :)

Mobius made friendship seem effortless. He desired nothing from him but to spend time together. Loki had never felt so important before; he felt like, for the first time in a long while, he wasn't instantly being judged. The thought should have scared him, but it didn't. He felt safe in Mobius' presence. Loki longed to be near him. His thoughts drifted to him throughout the day; he awoke in the middle of the night with his name on his lips. He wanted to be with Mobius. He wanted Mobius.

no pressure tags to @kcscribbler @in-my-loki-feels @thosegayoldmen @loki-is-my-kink-awakening

@andthekitchensinkao3 @devilbearingtrouble @silentxsymphony @ilaytrapsfortroubadours @dilfmobius

[rebouks]

Hello! I'm that anon who once asked you about the lots you use in your gameplay and whether you built them all. I'm so impressed that you create most of them yourself! But ever since you replied to that question, I've been trying to envision a lot for one of my upcoming gameplays, but I'm struggling to fully see it in my mind, so I was wondering if you'd mind giving some tips on your process of building your lots. Building is my weakest skill in the game, but I want to give it a try!

hello again anon!! i'm very flattered u think it's impressive 🥺 i truly love creating spaces for these guys! i'll try my best to kinda go into my process but be warned.. like anything else i do it's pretty much just chaos/winging it dkjsdkj (it'd be much easier if i used floorplans or smth simple so i could be like, here do this! but alas...)

okay i'm prolly gonna ramble a lot here but i mostly base my builds off random visions/future scenes that pop into my head or straight up vibes.. which isn't very helpful ik but hopefully if i explain it'll make a bit more sense!

so with Oscar's house above i knew i wanted it to be BIG, but i didn't want it to feel like a mansion they couldn't afford so i added some other houses on the lot and just gave em the biggest plot! i also knew i wanted it to be symmetrical, but only from the outside cos i wanted it to feel slightly chaotic on the inside, also hence the random tower addition on the left and the sunroom on the right.. like it used to be a big grand symmetrical "mansion" (prolly at the time it was built) but over the years kinda ended up as a convoluted mess left to rot until someone rescued it (yay for Oscar's impulsivity 🤸‍♀️) AND IT NEEDED AN ATTIC!! u kno cos where else would Clementine live?? 👻

so really i had no inspo pics or house plan layouts to go off here, just a vibe and an idea, i started with a rough shape and worked out all the kinks from there, then added the other lots.. be prepared to hate your wip and start over tho cos ig it's all part of the fun!

here we have an actual wip to use as an example! so with this one i basically knew i wanted a wrap around style house around a "courtyard" but since mt. komo is shit and doesn't have any decent sized lots we'll have to go with an L-shaped design and a third floor ig 😩 i started with the ground floor and just pissed around with the others until i ended up with smth just right, like anything else i do, building is just ruminating on an idea until i'm like.. yeah that works sdkjskj.. also handy to place the bare minimum furniture items as u go to get a feel of how the space does or doesn't work so u can fix it n stuff!

also feel free to make shit look strange if it works, for example these window placements look weird as hell on the outside, but real life houses aren't always symmetrical or perfect on the outside and we spend most of our time on the inside where the windows make perfect sense so.. yeah! i'm big on views from the INSIDE of the house so i just make stuff work, also big fan of using ivy/wall decs n stuff to "fix" the way it might look on the outside if needs be too..

the school i made for Robin n' co. was entirely built around this pool (cos it's IMPORTANT) and the fact that it had to have a glass roof (it just HAD to ok idk why but we must kneel to the vision when it strikes 🧎‍♀️) i tried to make the rest of it make sense around it tho, like maybe it was added on afterward so the rest is a pretty standard shape with offices n shit near the entrances etc.. ALSO (wait i actually need to explain smth else before we get to this also BUT BEAR WITH ME!)

ask yourself some questions (if u want? or just dl a house idk dskjdk)

i treat building similarly to writing and that means asking yourself some questions.. like you might ask why a character is doing/saying something, what happened in the past to make them this way? what're they aiming for in the future to choose these paths etc etc.. WELL.. what's this building for, who is it for, who chose to live here, who got stuck here, why do they like it, why do they hate it, etc etc.

we either get stuck somewhere we hate and it doesn't suit us, or we're lucky enough to choose somewhere that we love, but why? Oscar's house is sprawling and chaotic because they kinda are, and it suits them! all the random cupboards leading nowhere and the quirky additions are just perfect for them, if they were real people looking for a real house they'd view it and LOVE it, but other characters definitely would NOT 😅 the wip is neat and practical cos the people who're gonna live there are! 👀 and the school (see we got to that ALSO eventually) has that huge "grand" courtyard at the front that's actually pretty useless because it's a shitty comprehensive school that wants to give the image that it's decent, but actually it's a bit shit and there's nothing going on in the back, nowhere for the kids to play outside and very limited resources/equipment for them either.. like everything is built the way it is for a reason, which is why i think i find it so impossible to use other ppls builds, cos they don't fit all these visions in my mind...

ok i'm gonna shut up now but i HOPE this rambling mess somewhat explains how i go about starting a build and why.. i'm not sure i can help with the vision part since your brain is your own but floorplan websites and things like pinterest or even just google images are great for giving you ideas if you're struggling!

[beepersteeper]

I Will Always Find You -- Astarion x Tav -- There's No Arguing With That | part 6

Astarion and F!Tav live happily together for the remaining years she has, she refuses to be turned into a vampire because her faith says that her soul isn’t finished with its work yet. Tav dies of old age and leaves Astarion to put together the pieces of his broken heart. AN: Lord of Light lore taken and changed to fit the story's means. Not canonically accurate. TLDR story line stuff. This is an AU where Astarion ascends but isn't a power hungry bastard and Tav is able to help him continue healing. Wyll is immortal and the Duke. Karlach in my mind, if given a new engine would be able to live a lot longer than the usual tiefling. Another AN: idk if anyone wants tagged in this WIP but let me know. 

“Well, you look like you finally got some real rest.” Wyll says looking up from the desk.

“I did.” Astarion says fluffing his hair trying to get it to lay where he would like. “When is that meeting with the fists?”

“In about an hour and a half.” Wyll responds while putting papers into different folders for the meeting. “Are you still coming?” he asks to which Astarion nods. “Wonderful, you get to see me in action to see if you want to pass me the torch permanently.” he laughs handing Astarion a folder “This is everything I’m talking about and showing them. Just to keep them in check.”

“You've done great for thirty years, I don't need more convincing. Whenever you're ready, we'll start the process. But in the meantime let's go get under the Flaming Fists skin.” he laughs, turning out the door to get dressed. Once he was in his room he picked out a black and white embroidered suit with thin gold threads lining the seams and details. He threw it on the bed with a complimentary pair of loafers on the footlocker. He made his way to the washroom and preened his hair, adding pomade to keep his curls locked in place, when he was happy with every strand being in place he dabbed his bergamot-perfumed oil on his neck and wrist and turned to retrieve his suit when a knock was rapt on his door, a worker offering him his breakfast. He happily receives it and thanks the man at the door. He greedily drinks the warm red liquid before getting dressed. He smoothed his pants' legs after slipping his shoes on and looked in the mirror. And deciding if this was the suit he wanted to wear. It was. The black one is my favorite, my love. Tav would coo from behind him with her chin rested on his shoulder. It really lets your fair features just glow. He smiled and slipped his arms into the white button-down shirt and buttoned it and tucked the ends into his pants before adding the dark jacket, patting his pocket to check for his pocket rock and tidying himself one more time before leaving the room.

He meets Wyll in the hall by the front door. “It looks like Lord Ancunín is officially back!” Wyll jeers as Astarion turns in an ego-filled circle. “You've always known just when to clean up.”

“300 years of putting on a show.” Astarion flicks his wrist to look at his nails dramatically “It is nice to clean up now and again Wyll, you should really try it sometime.” he laughs at his own joke at Wyll.

“Funny.” Wyll responds, not amused and rolling his eyes. “Are you quite done?”

“Probably not.” Astarion laughs honestly, tucking his folder under his arm “But I am ready to leave.” The two walk out the door.

“I'm glad to hear all of your old snark flitting back to your tongue. As much as it pains me to say I have to admit I missed it.” Wyll groans at his admittance. 

Astarion smiles and shares a knowing look with Wyll “I'm still the same magnificent bastard that I've always been. He's just been buried beneath all of the grief I've been carrying. I am just feeling really good today.” he shrugs.

They make it to the Flaming Fist Headquarters and are seated around a small round table. Wyll is greeted first before the Head Fist notices that Astarion is seated there as well “Lord Ancunín. My apologies, I was unaware that we would be blessed with your presence today.”

“I decided that it was time to return. Just felt like the safety of my beloved city was at risk because of some information I was given in my absence." Astarion sneers at the muscular man standing opposite the table. “Tell me, are my suspicions accurate?”

“No, my lord. The city is as safe as it's ever been.” The man speaks quickly trying to quell any concerns that Astarions holds.

“Is that what your data says?” he turns to ask Wyll to take the lead.

“Not at all.” he feigns shock “Would you care to explain all of these contested arrests?” Wyll speaks in a stern tone handing a folder to the man.  They sit for the better part of 4 hours listening to the man explain arrest after arrest, and in turn, they explain why nearly all of them were done unlawfully. “You had better get your ranks in line, and quickly. It truly would be a shame if the Fist lost what is it…” he pauses for effect stroking his chin as if in deep thought “75% of its funding.”

“Absolutely Duke Ravenguard. You will find that the regime is put back in shape.” the man bows.

“It shouldn't need put back into shape.'' Astarion sighs, loudly placing his hand flat on the table admiring the ruby ring on his finger to seem like he is talking passively to the man. “Be sure that we don't have to have this conversation again.” he looks to Wyll who nods that he is finished with everything he has to say. Astarion waves the man away, his lip raised in disgust. The two see themselves out of the building and walk through town toward the palace.

“We make a pretty good team.” Wyll laughs heartily, shaking Astarion’s hand and pulling him into a half hug.

“That we do.” Astarion responds in kind, feeling a bit of a high from feeling that kind of power again.

“Are you sure you'd want to give that up?” Wyll asks unbuttoning his jacket and vest

“I guess I could see myself keeping some sort of stake in the game, but truly you do so much better than I would, you're diplomatic I just sneer down my nose at them until they give in. My attitude and willingness to bully anyone else in power would always be at your service.” They both laugh at the blatant self-awareness.

“Are you going to see Vira today?” Wyll asks in front of the palace.

“Yes.” Astarion smiles a big dumb grin “But you're not surprised by that.” he states, earning a laugh from his friend. “I'll see you later.” both wave to the other and walk their separate ways.  He walks quickly to the bookstore and walks in, each time feeling more natural than the last, and this time being greeted by Eyman.

“Well look at you, what's the occasion?” Eyman chuckles looking at him from behind the counter.

“I joined the Duke Ravenguard in court today.” Astarion shrugs, starting to unbutton his jacket when Vira turns the corner with a box in her hands. 

She trips over her feet as her eyes go wide and her mouth falls open to say “Well hello, Handsome.” He laughs at her display, catching the lid as it falls from the box.

“Gods above.” she says almost under her breath while setting the box down and putting her hand over her heart. “Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?” He does a quick playful turn for her, causing Eyman to groan like a dad and walk out the front door to “check the mail or something” he said. Astarion reaches for her hand and kisses her knuckles. “You are truly gorgeous.” she coos.

“If this is the reaction dressing like this gets me I just might have to do it more often.” he flirts still holding her hand close to his lips.

“You can't,” she whines playfully “That might very well kill me.” she smiles, leaning her body into his for a hug “Besides something is charming about being surprised by such a wonderful sight, I would hate to get used to this and miss out on thoroughly appreciating the view every time.”

He smiles and hugs her tight before letting her go, but not before she kisses him on his cheek. He blushes and cocks a crooked smile at her before taking off his jacket and hanging it on the back of a chair behind the counter.  He chuckles at himself peacocking in such a way, not disappointed by any stretch, just surprised to be enjoying it. When he turns back around he unbuttons his cuffs and begins rolling the sleeves up to his elbows he catches her looking, almost through him. “Everything alright, Darling?” he asks, adding one final fold to his sleeve. “I know that look, you’re a million miles away.”

She shakes her head slightly ridding herself of whatever she was thinking and smiles at him “Just thinking.” She shrugs and walks to meet him by the counter wrapping her arms around his torso and resting her head on his shoulder. “Just taking this all in case something happens, in case this is all just a dream that's too good to be true.” she smiles into his shoulder. “Gods you even smell amazing.” she groans “And here I am looking truly homely.” She motions to her black denim pants and cream ruffle tunic.

He leans himself onto the counter and wraps his arms around her shoulders pulling her tight to his chest holding most of her weight and whispers into her ear, making sure that she can hear him. “First, you are anything but homely. And nothing is going to happen, darling.” he assures “We are both very much here, and very much real.” he rocks her gently from side to side earning little giggles from her. With one hand between her shoulder blades, he slides his other hand on the side of her face, having his red eyes look into her green ones. “Are you sure that's all?” he asks.

“I’m sure,” she pushes her forehead against his and smiles shyly,  “just a bit of deja vu. I’m okay, I promise.”

“Okay,” he whispers, not wanting to push her. He smiles and looks behind her at the front door, making sure Eyman isn't walking in before he kisses her quickly, taking her by surprise. “As long as you're okay. Now what do you need help with?” he asks, moving his hands to her waist, still holding her body against his, to comfort her, he hopes.

“I have quite a few orders to pack, and need to find a place for the whole shipment, a new Introduction to the Weave Wizard Series.” she taps her hand on his chest and steps out of his hands to get into the box she had put on the counter to add “besides daddy is taking the afternoon off in a few, so we’ll have the bookstore to ourselves and I’m in charge.” she laughs bobbing her head from side to side exemplifying her sass.

“For the evening, Vira, don't let that go to your head.” Eyman says walking through the door “And don't go getting Little Star here into any trouble ‘having the bookstore to yourselves’.” he mocks and shakes his head. 

“Ugh Daddy.” she groans “We’re just going to be loading and unloading books, what trouble could we even get into.”

“Just because I’m an old man now, I wasn't always this way.” he laughs “All I’m saying is to be good.” he rolls his eyes and reaches for his jacket from the coat rack by the side door. “Are you staying for a while Astarion?” Eyman looks at him leaning on the counter still.

“I don't have any other plans.” he smirks, playing nonchalantly “As long as Vira wants my company I’ll be here.” he scans his eyes to Vira who is organizing the textbooks and his smirk melts into a smile.

“Then I am sure I'll see you when I get back.” Eyman laughs a belly laugh. He kisses Vira on her cheek and waves to them as he walks out the door. When the door latches Vira starts to walk toward Astarion and he holds up a hand to stop her just as the door opens again and Eyman peaks his head in and flips on the gas for outdoor light “I‘m just tuning this on so you don't have to. You kids have a good night.” They respond in kind and he leaves the door again. 

“How’d you know he would come right back?” she asks, laughing while walking to him with several books in her arms.

“Just kind of felt like he would. To make sure we’re not trying to do any dirty things in his bookstore.” he jokes, raising his eyebrows for effect. Vira groans and rolls her eyes in response pushing the stack of books into his arms and points to an open shelf. He laughs at himself and starts stacking the books where she says “Whatever you say, You are the one in charge.” He rolls his eyes mocking the way she does it.

“And don't you forget that.” she chuckles, prying open two more boxes and moving them next to the shelf to be unloaded.

“I’m positive you wouldn’t let me if I ever did.” he bumps his shoulder into her as she walks back to the counter. He continues to unload the crates.

“You're damn right.” she chuffs "By the way, where's your rock?” she smirks, hoping to have caught him unprepared considering he was more dressed up than usual.

“Inside pocket.” he grins and points toward his jacket. “You’re not going to get me. I've carried that thing for nearly 100 years.” he shakes his head and returns to his work. Out of the corner of his eye, he watches her pick up his jacket and finds the rock, sucking her teeth in disappointment. 

Vira brings one more box over and sits on the floor next to the boxes and starts handing him books to place on the shelves. They pass the time with idle chatter between customers eventually filling the shelves and move on to the orders of books to deliver tomorrow morning. Once they finish those orders it is time to close up the shop. Vira flips the sign to closed, locks the door, turns off the front light and closes all the blinds. Astarion flops himself onto a padded chair and picks up a book on the Lord of Light to read. Vira walks over to him moving the book slightly to see the cover. She hums after seeing the title and perches on the arm of the chair reading over his shoulder after blowing out all of the candles except the few around them.

“You can't be comfortable up there.” Astarion chuckles softly and pulls her onto his lap with her legs hanging over the arm of the chair, wrapping his arms around her to continue reading the book. “Have you read this one?” she shakes her head. They read the book together discussing different passages for more than an hour. Vira stops reading after a while and snuggles closer to Astarion pushing her face into the crook of his neck. She places soft kisses on the corner of his jaw before laying her head on his shoulder hugging him around his torso tucking her hands behind his back. “Darling, you’re falling asleep.” she hums a half-hearted response. “Don't you want to go to bed? Or at least get changed?” she groans, pushing her face into his neck. He giggles and rolls his eyes “Whatever you say.” before he closes the book and sets it on the table next to him. He shuffles his body slightly lower on the chair bracing their weight with his legs with his feet firmly planted on the floor. The movement earns a disgruntled groan from Vira. “Oh you’re fine darling.” he sighs. He wraps one arm over her thighs tucking his hand under to keep ahold of her when he ultimately falls asleep too. He rests his head on his free hand and closes his eyes. 

He smiles to himself at that moment. The irony is not lost on him. The night after he was finally willing to sleep in his bed again, he is choosing to rest in an uncomfortable chair, but happily so to be close to her. He feels Vira readjust herself to curl up closer to him. He as if by instinct tightens his hold on her to be sure she doesn't fall and squeezes her thigh 3 times. She sighs and weakly squeezes her hand on his back. Astarion feels her breath on his neck change as she falls asleep and the pattern of her breath lulls him to sleep. 

Astarion’s eyes shoot open when he hears the door handle jingle. He feels his breath getting faster. Sitting cautious he watches the door open slowly, and close again. Eyman. He relaxes again and closes his eyes wishing to still be asleep

“You crazy kids” Eyman whispers to himself looking at them curled up together on one chair. 

“She fell asleep and I didn't have the heart to move.” Astarion responds waving his hand that was holding his head. “What time is it?”

Eyman walks closer to talk still in a whisper “It's well past one.”

Astarion stretches his legs one at a time trying to regain more feeling in the limbs “I'll get her to bed and head home.” readying himself to stand.

“The second door on the right.” Eyman’s smile is clear in the flame's light “You're not going anywhere son, you get some rest too. I’ll see you both in the morning.”

Astarion stands holding Vira in his arms walking up the stairs behind Eyman. “I can go home, I'm not worried about the ruffians in this town, I’ve dealt with worse.”

They make it to the top of the steps and Eyman’s face meets his “We have that in common then. I'm not worried about them, I'm worried about you. And you’re not going to risk going home by yourself at this hour. Now stop being so damned modest and get yourselves situated and get some rest.” he says in a stern but careful tone. 

“Yes sir.” Astarion chuckles, “Thanks, Eyman.” He walks into the door sideways to be sure he wouldn't bump any part of her off the door frame. “Goodnight.”

Eyman sets a candle on the desk and walks further down the dark hall. 

Astarion lays Vira on the bed, carefully placing her head on the pillow. He gently tugs her boots off and places them by the door, he unlaces his own and puts them next to hers. He covers her form with a blanket before he situates himself in the desk chair and leans back onto his palm. He hears Eyman whisper-yelling from down the hall. “I know you're not trying to sleep in a bloody chair, Little Star. Lay down and get some rest, you look like you've not slept in days.” 

Astarion sighs and walks over to lay in Vira’s bed and thinks to himself for a moment while he unrolls his sleeves and unbuttons several buttons at the top of his shirt before ultimately lying himself down gently to not wake her up. He lays down tucking his hands under his head and closes his eyes. Before he can fall asleep he feels Vira roll onto her side and drape her arm and knee over his body and sighing contentedly. He slowly moves his hand from under his head and rests it on her back rubbing tender circles making sure she stays asleep. Sleep quickly finds him.

@zoeloveslotr @silverfangmarks @prudent-nerd

[thevoidstaredback]

I really need to stop adding to my workload and, y'know, stick to the schedule I have set for myself. I already said that finishing 12 WIPs by Dec. 31st was ambitious, but it'll only get worse if I don't actually work on them.

Having said that, we now have four stories that aren't being added to the WIP Counter yet: Revenge Part, Stuck Here With Him, The Story Of One Who Flew Too Close To The Sun, and Hidden From The World. They're very low on my priority list, so don't expect to see much of them right now. (Too Close To The Sun is not yet posted, though it will be going up within the month)

Also, I redid my Storyboard again. I like how it is, so it'll stay like this for a while at least.

I think that's everything? Idk. Guess we'll find out

[devotioncrater]

idk how that WIP fmk ask game works but i’d be curious to hear ur thoughts on any ted lasso wips you have !

HELL yes tysm!! i LOVE talking abt WIPs

fuck - the story you just want to read instead of having to write it yourself

i have the outline done for a tedtrent western film AU inspired by a convo with @stevecarrington @tomlinfonda and @larkin21 !!

the fic is set in the 60s, right as the western genre is going out of style. rebecca owns a film studio (richmond studios) in hollywood, and wants to blow up its reputation to get back at rupert. so she has higgins cast ted, a high school drama teacher from kansas, to star in an upcoming western film. she then personally hires trent, an established director well-known for being a cold-hearted bitch to work with, to direct the movie. the film itself is risky, as it subverts cornerstones of the western genre. this is the film's synopsis:

Mason "Badlands" Morris (Theodore Lasso) is a lone cowboy rider hired for a job he don't normally do: escort a Miss Josephine Fairfax (Keeley Jones) from Kansas all the way to California so she can reunite with her beau Jack (Jamie Tartt). To ensure no untowardness, her uncle Ezra (Roy Kent) accompanies them, himself desperate for a change. Over the course of 14 days during the spring of 1856, the trio face unexpected challenges and uncover secrets which would best be left buried.

the fic spans from the first initial table read all the way to release day. shenanigans and unlikely romances ensue. i have everything for this SO clearly mapped in my head and on paper, but i know it's going to be a massive undertaking putting it into words. so if i could just...read it instead that'd be amazin LMAO

marry - the story you're obsessed with writing and never want to stop working on or thinking about

break me, shake me, devastate me (come here baby) is one i cannot stop writing/thinking about. the second and final chapter for it is going to be at minimum 7k words long because i keep adding more details in or reworking scenes. especially since the james lance interview dropped and we got more trent lore. the flipside to this is that i'm chewing my nails, sweating over the fact i haven't updated in 12 days. i deadass tried to update this past sunday but!! no!! it didn't feel complete yet. so hopefully this weekend it'll happen

grief and longing are my favorite themes to write about, which this fic explores. i have a playlist titled "grieving" that i made purely to listen to while writing this fic.

kill - the story you're most frustrated with and would rather just put it in the trash (or a high shelf somewhere to forget about for a long time)

i've kind of already done this, but there's a royjamie fic i'm bashing my head against the wall about. i got inspired by AURORA's songs "forgotten love" and "soft universe", specifically the lyrics:

You are the reason I can dance Within a fire of goodbyes, of goodbyes I can lie in a dark room without the feeling that I'm lonely

and

My body falls off the side of her bed And now I know what love feels like Don't let me turn into pain All of this is loveliness Chaos came, we laid our head Down on the feather cotton bed You find a heart and catch your breath Let the universe go red Speak to me, speak to me With love in your words Make for me, make for me A soft universe

basically the fic is about different times roy and jamie sleep together in the same bed. it explores their unspoken codependency and the soft intimacy they share underneath their weird dynamic. the reason i'm frustrated is that i cannot seem to find a good enough explanation for why they start sharing a bed LMAO

currently i have something inspired by the fonda/redford film Our Souls At Night, where jamie shows up at roy's door one night and is like "i can't sleep, mate. i miss having a person next to me."

we'll see though. maybe i'll find motivation for the fic again

[gliyerabaa]

4, 23, 29 for the writer asks :)

hehehehehehe thank you Carson I love doing these <3

4. How many WIP's do you have right now?

Oh jeez, the actual number is not one I'm willing to count... But WIP's with the intention to finish and post... I think I'm sitting at around 4 right now?

Per Aspera ch. 24

angsty one-shot (the premise of this is actually really cool- an AU where Glinda goes with Elphaba after DG, becomes a healer on the front lines of the fight)

smutfic sequel, currently at nearly 6k words and still more to go 😔😔😔😔😔 (not actually *sad* about this necessarily, just like... all these words, going to smut...)

WIP that I may finish, it's more just a few sentences of ideas than anything, based off of this song

23. How do you choose where to end a chapter in multichapter works?

Ok so in my years writing, I've gotten a lot better at 1. writing outlines and 2. actually sticking to the outlines. Take Per Aspera for example, I have the overarching plot written down in a 13 page bare bones outline, and then I flesh each chapter out with its own outline more.

The only times I break in unplanned places is if the word count is getting to be Too Much. Chapters 13 and 14 of Per Aspera were supposed to be 1 chapter, but I decided to break it into two for readability's sake. Might wind up doing the same with the second part of the smutfic. We'll see.

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic.

I've decided to share the unfinished doc that was the very root of the inspiration for Per Aspera Ad Astra. It's the beginnings of a short scene about the summer heat that I wrote in the dead of the coldest winter I've ever experienced. A lot of it is just scenario and context, but this unfinished doc is literally what started it all

It was a particularly hot summer afternoon, and Glinda was absolutely overcome with boredom.  Her parents were out of town yet again, and all her popular friends were on vacation- without her. They had all practically abandoned her the second she even mentioned the possibility that she might not be straight.  Small town life as a mostly-closeted lesbian wasn’t easy. Nearly everyone in the tiny Kansas town of Shiz had made their stance on ‘them strange city folk’ very clear.  And by ‘strange city folk’, they meant anyone who wasn’t straight, white, or Christian.  Her phone buzzed twice.  2 new messages from Elphaba Speaking of not straight, white, or Christian…. -hey.  -bored as hell, wanna hang out? Glinda sighed. Elphaba was her best friend and, to put it nicely, the town freak. She was the atheist daughter of the pastor of the only church in town, she was inexplicably green and unashamedly queer.  And Glinda was stupid enough to catch feelings for her.  She was bored out of her mind and needed something to do, but the very thought of spending time with Elphaba made her stomach flip in the best possible way.  She decided to type an ambiguous response. -idk. it’s sooo hot out and there’s nothing to do here anyway The response was almost instantaneous.  -we could drive to Wichita, do some shopping. I know how much you love shopping Wichita was almost two and a half hours away. There was no way she’d survive that long in such close quarters with the girl of her dreams. She needed an excuse. -ugh that’s so far away, besides, my parents just got me a bunch of new clothes for my birthday, I don’t really need anything -besides, you hate shopping -yes, I do. but it makes you happy and that makes me happy  Glinda blushed. Why did Elphaba have to be so infuriatingly nice? Before she could recollect her thoughts, her phone buzzed again. -we could go to Nanny’s. then figure out if we want to do anything else from there? -ooh, I’m starving. Nanny’s it is then.  -great, I’ll be right over Glinda’s heart was racing. She knew that she had no right to be crushing on her best friend this hard.  But her mind would always wander to Elphaba’s emerald green skin, her dark, captivating eyes, her gentle smile that she usually kept hidden from the rest of the world, that sweet, sweet smile that she wanted nothing more than to kiss- no, she banished the thought.  Needing to refocus her mind, Glinda rolled out of bed and decided she’d better get ready. She checked the weather on her phone: 90 degrees with 55% humidity, basically ridiculously hot.  She switched out of her t-shirt to a pink tank top and shorts. She heard Elphaba’s truck pulling into the driveway, so she kicked on her sandals, grabbed her purse, and hurried out the door.  The heat outside was oppressive. Glinda didn’t realize how much she relied on air conditioning until the few seconds she was forced to go without it. 

And that was all I had written in the doc. This is from February of 2019 so the style and characterization is a little outdated by my current standards. But, there it is. What would have happened, had this played out more:

they get lunch at Nanny's

they drive around in Elphie's truck, stop somewhere for ice cream

drive to a lake, unrestrained summer fun ensues

a first kiss in the back of her truck in the night, surrounded by fireflies

[amiharana]

something i LOVE abt your writing is your creativity, like you fr come up with prompts that I've never thought about or never seen other ppl apply to revalink, and it's just so refreshing to see them in unique scenarios bc it gives me new things to brainrot about 🫶 I always love seeing your new au ideas because they're just so !! much fun to read !!!! not to give spoilers abt your wips but the one you showed me for the upcoming revalink week has been living in my head RENT FREE like how do you come up with such great ideas 😫✋

also I guess this isn't your Writing but I love the way you text AJSBAJDB the way you say everything is just so funny and I aspire to text like you ����

(ask game from here)

hi oomfie 🤍🤍 thank you for blowing up my ask box like always /gen

but yeah i make connections to media i feel is so obscure on tumblr dot com like barely anyone interacted with the post i made about revalink au based off of the k-drama 'goblin' because probably no one in these spheres really watches k-drama 😭😭 i think one oomf rb'd knowing exactly what i was talking about but it's like COME ON GUYS IMAGINE THIS SCENE WITH REVALI AS THE GUY AND LINK AS THE GIRL AND LINK PULLING OUT THE SWORD AND [redacted because spoilers if you haven't watched the drama ㅠㅠ]

just the other day i was thinking about an orpheus!revali x eurydice!link au because i was listening to 'wait for me' from the musical 'hadestown'. what about a percy jackson au with revali as a son of apollo who resents link because he gets claimed by a powerful god that no one would have ever guessed would have children. i have part of a scene drafted in my informal-concepting style of a fucking writer!link x editor!revali au. i cannot stress to you enough how insane and Not Normal i am about these two, i will stretch so far to make every connection to revalink i can, i might just get a little taller!

BUT TEEHEE i'm hoping i can get That™ Revalink fic out on time for revalink week 🥺 i stopped writing it for a bit because i got some writer's block and i felt like i was putting too much Plot for a oneshot, but we'll see how it goes! i planned some other stuff based on the prompts, but with the way this semester is going, i doubt i'll be able to write full-fledged oneshots on time for each of them so i may end up just uploading them later on after the semester is over (late may, june, etc)

LOL to that last bit, idk....... i've spent so much time on stan twitter and the internet in general i've developed a very particular way of talking. i'm someone who, if you say a certain word or phrase around me enough, i'll start adding it to my vocabulary without really thinking. like the reason why i type 'not' and 'sorry' as 'nawt' and 'sawry' sometimes? my stan twitter bestie lele (i'm not gonna tag her but she's on here as well i know ur seeing this bff i love u sm). how sometimes my emoji usages are random? also partly lele and other stan twitter mutuals who liked to use random emojis that had nothing to do with the topic because it was funny. i feel like the way i type things online expresses exactly the tone and flow i would use irl too 🤞😽

[morvantmortuary]

These WIPs sound intriguing. Can I ask about 'and I liked it'?

aww, sarah!! <3 thanks babe. :D And yes, you absolutely can -- this one is a request from an anon from ages ago (that I'm still working on bc grad school OTL). I have a snippet here:

You suddenly weren’t sure what was contributing more to the heat in your cheeks: the sun pelting down on both of you, the way Rora’s thumb was delicately brushing the dirt away from your skin, or the way her nose was only an inch or so from yours. The cicadas let loose another tidal wave of their noisy song as the breeze plucked at the rusty wind chime on the back porch, reminding you that you were not, indeed, frozen in time, both of you with your knees in the garden soil for eternity.

Not that you would have minded, you thought absently. Rora still didn’t move, however, her eyes sliding languorously over every one of your features as though she wanted to pore over them at all hours. More than that, even — there was something dark coiled in her familiar fathomless green, something you could just catch. You were vaguely aware of a sensation creeping across your exposed skin; something still more... present than the usual goosebumps you got when Rora was around. Like there was something in her skull that wanted to hoard the image of your face. When you couldn’t stand it any longer, your eyes flicked from hers down to her lips - faintly parted, curious - and back. “…Aren’t you forgetting something?” Rora blinked, seeming to come back to the surface of herself. “I… no.” She searched your face anew, as if looking for something she missed before. “Why?” You felt your lips pull back at the corner even as your brow furrowed. “I… thought you were going to kiss me,” you said, unable to help the uncertain little laugh that punctuated the sentence. “I mean, you don’t have to,” you added quickly. “Obviously. I just…“ “No.” Rora’s thumb moved higher up your wrist, causing you to trail off. But she didn’t change her distance from your face, still imperiously close. “No, you’re right. I am.” “Oh. …Okay.” You waited for a moment more, then giggled softly, unable to help the instinct. She tilted her head slightly, as if considering the angle of the light in your eyes. It was another full moment before she spoke again, and you were left waiting there still, your curiosity starting to stretch into nerves. “You’ll forgive me if I linger, sweet pea,” she said, sighing even as she spoke. She reached up now to your hair, gently stroking part of it with her fingertip as though it were made of something impossibly fragile. “There was a time I never thought I’d get this close to someone as pretty as you…” Her eyes met yours again, something in them changed. Softer now. “Much less get to kiss them.” Her smile was wry, but still noticeably brittle. “Or have them ask me to.” Her tongue darted briefly out over her lower lip - was she… nervous? “So I tend towards… savorin’ it, you might say.”

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I've had Rora on the brain a lot lately - there's something about her working out her own queerness as an isolated, damaged living girl, and only finally getting to be herself now that she's been dead already that's been really speaking to me, idk. she's been kind of talkative in her own way in the back of my head the past couple weeks, so we'll probably see more of her soon.

thanks again for asking, babe, I really appreciate it!!

[shina913]

Hiii Shina! I’m curious about #18 for my lovely Coquet couple and side characters (honestly would’ve ask for Intersect and Gradation too 👀 ok, maybe more Gradation because you gave us Splish 🥵 for Intersect recently) and #23 🥰

Meg!!! Hahaha that's okay because I'll give you those answers 😅 This will be long so I'm adding a cut!

18. If you wrote a sequel to [insert fic], what would it involve?

For the Coquet couple, I'd probably do a date-night drabble for them. We'll see if I get some inspiration for it! For side-characters...I actually had a drabble/one-off insert planned for Taehyung and Jennie and how they got back together...but it just never materialized. A reader pointed out the pothole and tbh, I knew that it was there 😅 I just never got around to actually writing it! So if anything, I might write that before I write about JK and OC. Also...in my other AU, I had a plan to connect Cristina into my BFE series so...look out for that😏

For Intersect--yes, we have Splish but I also have a fluffy drabble drafted. I've been getting into Mahalia's discography so...if I can just focus on finishing a WIP--I might post it soon!

No plans for Gradation but Scale is technically a spinoff? There were enough easter eggs there, I think!

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

I would like to write an action/supernatural AU but Idk, I'm deep into my romance genre 😂 I have a rough idea for an action-type series but I'm afraid of doing the research because the government might start looking into me ahahahahah! It would involve an ex-special ops/secret agent who specializes in explosives 🥴

[deathandthemaiden23]

Bro idk who's around me rn idk who's really still here in this fandom idk who will even see this or read it and i dont wanna get into it (proceeds to get into it) but ive been on a grand fucking expedition to confront past trauma and shit lately which whoopeee what else is new for what basically amounts to a dreamworks adult obsessed with the grim reaper from shrek specifically i think there's probably an actual good reason this is my biggest blorbo yet (which by the way, my good bitches, is truly saying something) beyond "big scary wolf sexy" but like anyways its been a hot fuckin second of me just sort of existing in purgatory with basically only this character to keep me real company the whole time chipping away at fanfic and makin doodles here and there while trying to solve the great big fuckin mystery of hey pal is there any particular reason you spend most of your free time fantasizing at length about being loved and cared for by literal fuckin death but um i kinda sorta had been making peace lately with the very real possibility that probably the only reappearances from Death we'd see going forward in this franchise would kinda just be relegated to stuff like being a playable character in that dumbass mario kart game they made recently that they had the audacity to charge $50 for the version with him in it and I was immediately prepared to shell out the fuckin money regardless anyways tldr this is my longwinded way of saying bless harvey fuckin guillen for supposedly saying he wants to reprise his role as perrito in shrek 5 and specifically mentioning he wanted to know more about his backstory including the near death experience he had in the sock that he still wears like ok let me be clear im not getting my hopes up for shit im super excited about the idea of harvey and everybody reprising their roles for future shrek installments but i know shit be disappointing sometimes and it just be like that sometimes blablabla alright nothing is set in stone in this cursed ass timeline we're in bbbbbbut

✨️H O W E V E R✨️

I cannot help but think in some kind of weirdly jaded optimism that surely dreamworks would not fucking let the absolute furry cashcow that Death is go to fucking waste if they're bringing shrek back to the big screen it just seems incredibly fuckin stupid this big fuckin bastard gave everyone a boner when last wish dropped to the extent that i actually didnt know anything about last wish going in to see it in theaters the first time knew nothing of the plot who was in it whatever right THE ONLY FUCKIN KNOWLEDGE I HAD OF LAST WISH PRIOR TO SITTING DOWN AND WATCHING IT WAS "OH I GUESS THERE'S A WOLF CHARACTER AND EVERYONE WANTS TO FUCK HIM" LMFAO UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE FUCKIN YEAR RIGHT LOL anyways if dreamworks doesnt seize the opportunity to give him at least one more like visible cameo appearance anywhere in whatever they can squeeze out of the shrek franchise after it was dead (lmfao) for like years (the puss in boots show is little known to anyone sadly and also it seems vaguely noncanonical if that makes sense stuff gets said on the regular in that show that just seems too batshit even for shrek standards) I'll genuinely like die of shock the entertainment industry is chock full of companies just like dreamworks always achin to get their hands on another iconic character they can squeeze money out of ad infinitum and like i dont want that to happen with Death I dont but also... please just let him show up at least one more time dreamworks throw this bitch a bone im begging you you will make so much money i promise u the thirsty tumblr fans are no joke we'll bankroll your ass to the moon and back

I feel it would be remiss of me not to offer some form of content after all this impassioned war and peace length solilioquy about the scu (shrek cinematic universe) so here's an old WIP from forever ago im like 90% i havent posted here (if i have oh fuckin well tbh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) its a lil scene from chapter 2 of my death fic where he gets caught redhanded picking flowers for his crush because he's a dork ass loser and wants to impress her without coming on too strong lmao like bro she's so into you just go for it

[askyofexplodingstars]

posting this wip to make myself legally obligated to finish it in time sdmsjka

there the silly guys go

+ my first set of NEO doodles i did to prepare for this, haven't actually drawn him at all til now

[paintedkinzy-88]

Please tell me we'll get more Winged Multiverse content soon, like the Undertale crew finding out the specifics about the Resets, or some stuff involving Razz and King(they're so UNDERRATED!!!!), or Edge finding out about the Multiverse, or that Horror one shot you mentioned you wanted to write, or some more cute shippy stuff! Just give me more Winged Multi verse content, please, I'm begging! WE HAVE STARVED OF THIS CONTENT FOR TOO LONG, PEOPLE!! PLEASE GIVE US AT LEAST ONE THING!🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Idk if I can say soon, because school and life be kickin my ass rn and my only focus is wip chaps rather than starting something new, BUT.

I haven’t abandoned Winged, by any means! I have a lot of plans for it, it’s just that a lot of them are… pretty vague. Hence why starting anything is a little too overwhelming rn lmfao. I hope to get around to it again when summer break hits this next week (〜￣▽￣)〜

Though, because it has been a long time… mayhaps I can spill some of the ideas I have written down for future fics, and also leave open an opportunity to throw more ideas at me! Some shorter fics might be nice to focus on for once while my brain wraps around Violet part 3 and LAN oof.

So if that interests anyone huehuehue:

- My main focus rn is fleshing out Lust’s story, actually. Lil fluffy LustBerry fic, probably, with a splash of hurt/comfort lmao.

- I do have a plan for the UT crew finding out about Resets, explained that here

- I would love to do something with Razz and King or other secondary characters of the series, ngl. I know I’ve been toying with how to get the Bad Time Trio together somehow (not like, for a fight or anything, just for funsies lmao), but idk! Kinda jumping all around there XD

- Past Dreamtale fic! Some Vantablack, maybe Dream angst huehue

- Also had a vague idea for Dream coming out of his stone prison but again, smol, not thought out much. I wasn’t sure if it would fit better as a stand alone or added to something so I’ve been holding off.

- … That Horror idea is very wonky but I really wanna do something with him. I might figure out some way to work it XD

- The most fleshed out plot I have rn is the main one with Nightmare’s reluctant scheming, but obviously, I cannot say much there. It’s more of an issue of actually writing it than it is of any planning. Cuz hoo boi have I got plans for him muhahahah. I have talked about it all to one friend on discord, so have the meme I tortured them with for now :D

As you can see, most I have is a lot of puzzle pieces and nothing to attach them to lmao! Even so, I do love where this series has gone, and I do wanna continue it. I won’t make any promises, because it all depends on how my IRL stuff goes, but maybe I’ll make a little ficlet book for shorter takes on the winged bois! I will not promise that I’ll write every story idea everyone gives me, cuz I doubt I’ll write anything I just generally don’t vibe with, but hey, the options there, why not.

Maybe it’ll be nice, maybe I’ll regret everything I said by tomorrow morning, who knows! Guess we’ll find out later ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[freetobeafcknriot]

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tuo!! hello dearie! <3 sorry for not answering sooner, uni has been tough all week :c thank you for asking though!

📷. What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

i hope i didn't misinterpret the question, but━ okay in my head, 90% of my works are all connected. yes, this includes fanfics from different fandoms: sometimes i even sneak in a little reference or a mini cameo that only i (mostly) can spot because i honestly find it funny and kind of cute for my otps to cross paths without noticing, okay? unless it's a very unique au we're talking about (idk for example, 'crescendo' and 'unpredictability' can't take place in the same universe or storyline if you will because the first one's a fix-it of 15x19 while the other one completely ignores 15x19; however, both of them can be linked to all my other non/midam fanfics etc.), they're all a big ohana lmfao.

📷 Do you have any WIPs that you would never let see the light of day? If yes, what are they about?

yeees, i do! i have a wip that is kind of a comfort fic / story i keep adding little bits to whenever i feel lonely or sad, so it’s not really directed towards anyone else but me. talking about characters and ships that the people i usually interact with on here know, yes to that too! i have a midam au that i’d be reluctant to post and am working on for fun (there is a lot of worldbuilding and stuff to adapt and i always get carried away with these things, they're my cup of tea). maybe something will come out of it eventually, sooner or later, but━we'll see.

📷 What do you like most about your own writing?

i'm a bit self-conscious about my writing ━ mostly when it's stuff written in english, though it's not exactly out of my comfort zone it surely takes more effort ━ but i'd say i like how i express emotions and the feelings that link two or more characters. without interrupting or slowing the scene down, that is: it's all in their gestures and body language, in the tone of their voice or in the eyes, etc. (along with what goes on in their head and heart of course). we're humans, i think we're meant to feel for others in a way, to form a connection. so whether it's sadness, frustration, love, an erratic mixture of multiple stuff at once, conveying emotions as real as i possibly can is kind of my thing. comes with having a sort of oniric writing style and being the empathetic type i guess, but i read my own fics sometimes, and it always satisfies me when i can feel the tension or in general, i can not only see the characters but also feel them.

fanfic ask game

[cinnamon-bunni]

2, 3, 4, 5 (if you want too), 13, and 12 for Self Care Day. Sorry if that's a lot

Don't worry, it's not a lot! I love talking about my fics anyway <3 (Putting under read more because I love to rant lmao)

2: Do you focus on attention to detail when you read fics? Are you more or less attention to detail focused when you write fics? I try and focus on the small details for all of my fics. When I plan them out, I try and think of small details that would hint at something. This mainly leans towards my plot-heavy fics, though; my less-plot-more-fluffy-thing fics don't have too much details in them. For when I read them, I don't tend to pay attention to details lmao 😅 probably why I don't put too much details into my own fics. I think about adding these small details, but I forget or just not add said details in general. It's probably because since I don't pay attention to details in fics, I think that people won't pick up on my own lmao (I should start adding more details into my fics lol)

3: Do you have any upcoming WIPs? How far along are you with them? Oh, I have many different WIPs, but I have one specific one that I'm working on the most and am excited to get out!! It's an Obey Me fic where the brothers are cursed and swap sins <3 I also have a few other ones; most of them are Danganronpa (Kazuichi fic, a night out with the v2 boys, an Ultimate Killing Game, and a few other ideas too). Hopefully I'll get to those ideas soon, but for now, I'll be working on my Obey Me fics (I of course have other ideas for OM, but right now I'm focusing on this OM fic, and then I'll probably start working on my Dangan fics)

4: Tell me about one of your abandoned WIPs. Why did you abandon it? Oh, I have many abandoned WIPs lmao The biggest reason I abandon ideas and fics is because I loose interest. My fixations on fandoms move very quickly--I think the longest I've ever been in a fandom was like 8 months lol ^^; Most fandoms only last a few months, and seeing how I heavily procrastinate on my fics, I end up loosing interest and gain a new interest with something else. It's one of the main reason why I almost never write multi. chapter fics, and when I do, they're never finished. I quickly loose interest and can't bring myself to finish them 😅 Hopefully my Dangan fixation will last a while (idk about OM, but hopefully that'll last long too lol), so I'll be able to write all of my ideas. But I guess we'll just have to see

5: Share a snippet that you’re proud of from an upcoming fic/chapter. ooooo yes!! Okay, here's a snippet from my sin swap idea for Obey Me! ~~~ “Hey, watcha playin’ there?” [Mammon] asked, walking into the dark room. “Oh, hey Mammon,” Levi greeted, eyes glued to the screen. “Picked up a new human game for all of us to play. It lets a total of eight players, so I was thinking maybe we could all play it for game night.” “Eh? What game is it?” “Super Smash Bros. Ultimate,” he answered, trying his hardest to focus both on Mammon and on the match. “It just came out today, and I went to the human world as early as I could to make sure I got a copy.” He looked very proud of himself as he added, “I was able to get one of the last copies at the store!” Mammon hummed as he watched the screen. Levi then let out a loud whoop as the match finished, the game declaring him as the winner. “He’s cheating,” Beel muttered, putting down the controller. “Picking Kirby every single round is unfair.” “You’re just jealous over how amazing I am,” Levi said with a smirk. It looked odd in Mammon’s opinion--he’s never seen Levi with a satisfied and proud smirk on his face. Levi then let out a shriek when a controller was thrown at him. “S-Satan!” “What? I didn’t throw it,” Satan said. “Actually, I’m not that mad at all. Belphie was the one who threw the controller.” Levi looked over to Belphie, who seemed to be quietly seething. He then stood up abruptly, startling Mammon. “I’m going to my room to take a nap,” he announced, anger clear in his voice, and started to walk out. “Tell me when dinner’s done.” When he left, slamming the door behind him, the room was silent. “Seems like someone got up on the wrong side of the bed,” Mammon commented. Beel frowned and got up as well. “I’ve never seen him that angry before,” he said. “I’ll go check on him and see what’s wrong.” Once Beel had left the room, Satan put down his controller. “I suppose that’s my cue to leave as well.” “C’mon! One more round?” Levi asked. Satan looked over to his brother, making direct eye contact with him. “Levi, I am done playing your games. I’m going to go and read now,” he said. Levi stared back for a few moments, and then nodded. ~~~ I'm not proud of this per say, but I think this is the best I've got down so far. The better parts of the fic are definitely coming up soon, I just haven't written them yet (I procrastinate too much TwT)

13: Do you prefer writing multi-chapter fics or single-part fics? Do you prefer reading multi-chapter fics or single-part fics? Single part fics, definitely. For writing, anyways. I prefer that because there's a bigger chance of me actually finishing it and posting it. If it's multiple parts, that means more writing (usually), and then it's left abandoned and unfinished. For reading, I don't really mind. In the past I've preferred oneshots, but lately I've been reading longer multi. chapter fics. So I guess it just depends on what I'm in the mood for

12: Why did you choose to write Self Care Day? How long have you been working on it? I chose to write that fic because I wanted my first OM fic to be something simple and cute, and also because Levi and Asmo are my favorites, and I just wanted to write about my two favorites bonding <3 For how long I've been working on it, I'm not really sure. I'd say at the very least a month, a month and a half. I can't really remember lmao but I do take forever with writing fics. I don't have too much time to write, and I also just procrastinate a lot anyways, so it takes me forever to finish fics