#instead of adding yet another fic to the backburner

[acaciapines]

me out here like so i know ive written a lot of deltarune fic and my big project now is the owl house daemon au but what if i write MORE deltarune fic instead <3

fkgndfjg recently ive been thinking about an au where kris left with dess and thus its noelle and susie who fall into the dark worlds (similar to the ending of my fic either (first, last) where dess is human except idk if id keep that part of things) and im like. n. no. you cant do that. youd end up Writing Deltarune. do you know how long that would take. so fucking long.

but im like. but noelle in kris’s role....how the prophecy is still ‘a human, a monster, and a prince from the dark’ except the human died? vanished? before it could ever be fulfilled. how if i make it so kris and dess are still alive that means they could come BACK and we get to see a kris raised by dess. how this means asriel wouldve never left for college (since the dreemurrs think kris and dess are dead and if kris Died because of dess azzy 100% blames himself and isnt about to leave his mom and dad) and i get to explore his relationship with noelle as the two left behind. how ralsei is still kris’s headband here but there is no kris, so where does that leave ralsei?

BASICALLY SOMEONE STOP ME I KEEP GETTING MORE IDEAS. i havent even posted the bad end au yet and im like ok but what if MORE.

[crappy-writings]

Keeper of Shadows

Wanda MaximoffxReader // Series

Series Summary: An odd series of fatal attacks in Upstate New York piques your interest, especially when they seem to be related to the strange powers you received when you were 10 years old. By some stroke of luck or misfortune, the Avengers too are investigating the case, and you are their number one suspect. In a temporary alliance, you work together to discover why people are dying, unraveling a line of love, secrets, and betrayal.

*Image is not mine, credit to the creator

Chapter 1: The Agent, The Witch, and The Sword

(Chapter) Summary: With a strange rise of murders in the outskirts of New York, Natasha and Wanda are sent to investigate. While scouting the scene, they meet a rather curious figure, one they have not determined if they are friend or foe.

Trigger Warnings: descriptive murder details, crime scene details, guns, blood, injuries, cannon typical violence, I think that's it

Word Count: 3,714

A/N: This has been on the backburner for about 2 years, I think, and only now got around to writing it. Like, there’s a whole 10 page doc about this idea. I don't know if its any good but hopefully it makes sense.

Also, there’s a line here that feels topical and I wanna say Free Palestine.

Chapter 2 →

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Wanda’s room at the Avengers Compound still felt rather… uncomfortable. She had spent months trying to find authentic Sokovian trinkets, crafts and cultural items to remind her of home, but they were hard to come by out here in the states. She filled it with other things, generic room decor like blue candles, and blue shaded lamps, a small hourglass with red sand, and a globe that she had added red push pins to, marking the places she had been to. A guitar with a stand and sheet music laid beside her bed.

She has a pin board that hangs over her desk, salvaged photographs of her family reminding her of a life short lived. One was a family photo, her mother carrying a four-year-old Pietro while her father carried a four-year-old Wanda, bright goofy smiles over the children’s face. Another, an image of her mother holding a baby Wanda and baby Pietro,  as well as a photograph of a young Pietro, a mess of toys and household objects scattered about.

She hoped that keeping mementos of home would bring her comfort. Instead, it brought waves of bittersweetness and nostalgia. Although there was comfort in home, she was also reminded that she would never return there. There was nowhere to return to. Where once stood a war-torn yet proud country remained a pile of ash, and rubble, and death.

She sighs deeply, dropping her clothes in her hamper, having had swapped it out for a somewhat loose fitting, black, repurposed S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform. She finished adjusting the standard issue gauntlets and belt, before sitting down on her bed to put on her boots. A soft knocking came from the door.

“Come in,” Wanda’s accented voice calls out as she laces up her boots. “You ready?” Natasha asks as she poked her head through the door. 

“Yeah,” she replies as she stands from her bed.

“Alright then, let’s go, Hill’s contact is waiting for us,” the red-headed assassin says as Wanda approaches her. Natasha also wore a similarly fitting S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform, except she wore her own customized gauntlets and belt, along with her usual weapons. 

“Why exactly did we get called in by the FBI?” the brunette asked as both women walked through the corridors of the Compound. 

“Well, one of Hill’s old contacts called in a favor. They’re working a case that seems to be… more aligned with our type of work,” Natasha says cryptically. “You mean aliens, godly beings, Hydra experiments and genocidal robots?” Wanda asks at an attempt at humor.

“Yep, just about sums it up,” Natasha gives her a small smirk as they walk towards the garage. 

“Is there anything we know about the case?” Wanda asks as both Avengers approach Natasha’s Black-colored Corvette.

“There’s been a series of murders at one of the national forests. Fourth body was found about three hours ago. Here’s the file,” Natasha opened the driver’s side door, and handed Wanda a yellow file folder as she sat in the passenger’s seat.

“Since when do we investigate murders?” Wanda asks curiously as she takes the file from Natasha’s hand.

“You’ll understand once you read the file,” she sighs as she begins to drive out of the Compound. 

The file details a series of gruesome attacks, most of them having taken place just a few miles away from the Finger Lakes National Forest, the investigation being led by Special Agent Gregory Miller. All of them had happened in the span of the last four months, each body was found approximately 25 miles away from each other. The file included the postmortem reports of three victims, detailing blackened scratches and long cuts throughout the victim’s entire body, as well as odd, swirl-patterned burn marks along the upper body. Bruises circled the victims’ necks and one of the victims had a sprained ankle, believed to have occurred as they attempted to run from their attacker. The file included forensic photographs of the victims, much to Wanda’s discomfort.

Interviews with the victims’ kin all described them to be acting angry and erratic, before leaving without notification. No victim was known to take any illegal substances, nor were they diagnosed with any ailments that could potentially cause their sudden change in behavior. 

Forensics reports that the attacks seem to be almost animalistic. The blackened nature of the wounds was not due to decay and were not consistent with regular burns. They did not exactly understand what it was. The official determined cause of death for all the victims was strangulation.

Lastly, the report included newspaper clippings describing the attacks to the general public:

Bear attacks or murder? Odd series of fatal attacks in Upstate New York confound authorities

Concerns among citizens of the Upstate area rise as another body is found near the Finger Lakes National Forest. 

The body of Elijah Brown, a 46-year-old accountant from the Upstate area, was found 10 miles away from the outskirts of the National Forest. This is the third victim to be found in the area.

Local law enforcement informed investigators that the injuries and cause of death for the three victims are consistent with bear attacks. Citizens voiced their concerns over the wild creatures making their way to residences and potentially hurting them, their loved ones or neighbors.

Despite this, private sources indicate that authorities are considering it may be due to a new potential serial killer, despite the allegations of the deaths being caused by bear attacks. All three bodies have been found within approximately 25 miles away of each other, all within a four-month time period. 

When confronted with the allegation that it may instead be a serial killer, officer Davis stated, “We are currently waiting on the coroner's report of the victim to determine whether this was a tragic accident or a potential murder. Our investigation team is waiting on these results before determining what is going on.”

Investigators learned from the victim’s son that Mr. Brown was not known for hiking or hunting, putting into question why he had been out in the forest in the first place.

As the community waits for answers, Park officials and The U.S. Fish and Wildlife department advises hikers to remain on clearly marked paths when out and to wear bright or reflective clothing, and hunters are urged to take every necessary safety precaution, including staying in designated hunting areas, avoid refuge areas, and to make sure your certifications are up to date.

“This is…” Wanda interrupts the comfortable silence they had been riding in the last 30 minutes.

“Yeah,” Natasha says, her lips pressed tightly.

“I can see why he called in the favor,” Wanda comments as she closes the file, “do they have any leads?”

“Don’t think so, they would’ve included it in the file,” Natasha answers with a slight shake of her head. Wanda watched as they zipped through a winding road, a lush, autumn-colored forest stretching both in front and behind them. Up ahead, she notices a large “Finger Lakes National Forest” sign, along with other road signs nearby.

“Do you have any idea what it could be?” Wanda presses tentatively.

“Honestly? No. I’ve never seen anything like this,” the Widow replies.

Wanda hummed in acknowledgement. Both women carried on a pleasant conversation, talking about Wanda’s training progress before settling into a comfortable silence as they approached their destination. 

Natasha begins to drive off the main road, following a marked-out path into the forest. The car hit a few bumps as they drove through the beaten path. “I should've taken one of Tony’s cars,” Natasha muttered, earning a silent laugh from Wanda.

After about five more minutes, both Avengers saw the FBI trucks, agents spread throughout the forest in front of them. Natasha pulled up behind one of the trucks, leaving a generous amount of space between them.

“Here, put this on,” Natasha tosses Wanda a navy-blue jacket with yellow letters spelling “FBI” in the back as they get out of the car. “Hill’s contact wants us to blend in as best we can when we get here. Doesn’t want the public finding out that they had to call in the Avengers.” “And the S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform?” Wanda questions as she puts on the jacket. 

“Won’t stand out as much among the other uniforms, and Tony isn’t really funding clothes for missions. We make due with what we’ve got,” explained Natasha as they leave the car and head towards the crime scene.

Bright yellow police tape was wrapped around the trees surrounding the victim. Evidence markers were scarce, whatever evidence of who or what did this was near non-existent. People in white hazard suits investigated the body, taking samples and photographic evidence of the area and victim. Outside the police tape, some agents checked the perimeter, others were working away on laptops. Other forensic investigators seemed to be preparing to transport the body.

Natasha spotted Hill’s contact, a tall, brown-haired man with pale skin and a lean build. His hair was combed back, he wore black framed glasses, and he wore a large jacket, similar to the ones Natasha and Wanda had on. “Perfect timing. Special Agent Gregory Miller, thank you for offering your help,” the man introduced himself with a pressed smile, extending a warm hand to both women, “forensics is finishing up their investigation and sending the data to base as we speak.”

The man subtly cocks his head to the side and lets out a short chuckle. “What’s so funny?” Natasha asks, cocking an eyebrow at Gregory.

“No, no, it’s just,” he gestured to the Avengers’ uniforms, “if S.H.I.E.L.D. was still around, this case would’ve been taken off our hands a while ago.”

“Based on the information you sent us, definitely,” Natasha agrees.

“Yeah, well, anyways, this is James Gutierrez, age 34. A group of hunters went off the designated hunting area and found him. Wounds are consistent with what we’ve seen on the other three victims. Burns, bruises, scratches, all of it. We’ll still need to wait for the coroner’s report to establish the cause of death, but it will most likely be strangulation, just like the rest.”

Wanda was supposed to be listening to what Gregory was saying, but she was not. He repeated everything that had been in the file and although he was discussing the details of the fourth victim, they had still not gleaned any new information. 

Wanda looked around the scene as Gregory continued to talk. She saw the forensics team discuss something between them, and a few were putting away some equipment. A different forensics team was preparing to bag and transport the body. Other agents stood outside the bright yellow tape, discussing things Wanda could not hear from this distance, while others seemed to continue to verify the perimeter.

There was one agent that caught her eye, though. She could not see any distinguishing features from this distance, but she noticed they wore a black hat and jacket, printed with big white letters spelling “FBI.” She tilted her head to the side curiously as she observed the figure that simply stood there, alone. 

The figure seemed to be observing the crime scene, before pulling out a notebook from inside their jacket and writing something down. 

“Who’s that agent, the one in the hat?” Wanda asks out loud, interrupting Gregory from his monologue. “I’m sorry, what?” he asks, his eyes landing on Wanda.

“The agent up there. Their uniform is black and white, not blue and yellow,” Wanda explains.

Natasha follows Wanda’s gaze and clocks the figure immediately.

The figure approached the yellow tape but did not pass it. They subtly craned their neck, observing the victim, before writing something down again. 

“That’s the incorrect uniform,” Gregory says, furrowing his brow.

The figure looks up and accidentally makes eye contact with Wanda. A sudden rush of cold runs up Wanda’s spine, making her shiver involuntarily. They stare for a few moments, their head subtly cocking to the side in curiosity. 

Until something pulls the figure’s attention away as they suddenly look off to their right. Wanda follows their gaze but sees nothing. 

No, not nothing. The trees to the figure’s right were oddly distorted, moving from side to side in small, short waves. Best Wanda could describe it would be that it resembled heat waves radiating off hot pavements and cars. Wanda furrowed her brow in both confusion and curiosity.

But in the blink of an eye, the distortion disappears, the trees standing still behind the crime scene.

“That’s not one of my agents,” Gregory states. 

Wanda watches as the figure quickly puts away their notebook and begins to back away, their eyes never straying from whatever they saw to their right. They turn around and begin to hike up the small hill in front of them. Wanda saw out of the corner of her eye as Gregory reached for his communicator.

“Wanda, go from the right, I’ll take the left,” Natasha commands easily as she begins trailing the suspect.

Wanda nodded as she began running, circling around the right side of the yellow tape. The figure was already up the hill by the time they began their pursuit. Wanda found it odd, though, as the figure did not seem to be running away from them. Their faces gave away no signal of being caught, instead, they had looked at her in curiosity. Their focus was entirely placed on something beside them, beside the crime scene. They did not seem to be running towards something either.

No, they seemed to be leading something away.

Natasha and Wanda ran as quickly as they could, doing their best to avoid tripping over tree roots and rocks, the loud crunch of dead leaves sounding off with every quick step. The figure was fast, maintaining a good distance away from Natasha and her. That was before the stranger came to a sliding stop, staring at something in front of them. They stood quickly and backed up a few steps, their head raised as they stared at something slightly above them. 

Wanda herself began to slow down as she watched the figure do a subtle hand motion, followed by a bright light. A white light flashed in the figure’s hand, a sword magically appearing in their grip. The same cold shiver settled at the base of Wanda’s spine. 

The figure swiftly raises the sword as if to block themselves from something. She watched as the sword was met with brute strength, making it swing to the side forcefully. The figure backed up once more, before throwing an uncoordinated strike at something Wanda could not see.

Wanda tried focusing on whatever the figure was fighting, and suddenly the odd distortion, similar to the one at the crime scene, reemerged. The distortion was large, seeming to be at least three feet taller than the stranger they were pursuing. It moved swiftly, as it seemed to take a swipe at the stranger that stood in front of it, but the figure jumped out of the way just in time.

A low, bellowing sound resonated through the trees, but it sounded faint and far away. Wanda turned her head towards Natasha, “did you hear that?” 

“Hear what?” Natasha looked at Wanda with furrowed brows.

“There was this sound, and there’s something, over there,” Wanda stammers through her words as she turns back to watch the figure. They swing their sword again, and this time, it looks like it made contact with the odd distortion.

“I don’t see anything,” Natasha replied, giving Wanda a confused look.

Wanda continued staring as the distortion seemed to rise and come crashing down over the figure.

They yelled as it fell on top of them, knocking them onto the ground forcefully, their weapon falling out of their grip and their hat falling off their head. Whatever was on top of them had them pinned down as they were struggling to get up. They placed their feet firmly on the ground, attempting to squirm out of the distortion's hold to no avail. They begin kicking up into the air, as if hoping to get the mostly invisible creature off of them.

Wanda hears as Natasha takes out her gun and sees her point it forwards. Her finger hovered over the trigger but did not shoot.  

The figure suddenly screamed in pain, but Wanda could not exactly see what was happening. She watches as they struggle to reach for their sword, the weapon a few inches away from their fingers. The figure still kicked their feet up onto the air, but the distortion would not budge from place. 

Another faint, bellowing noise was heard, followed by the figure’s pained groan. Wanda’s irises flash a dark red color as she extends her hand out, urging the sword to fly into the stranger’s hand.

The figure’s head turns towards the sword, before gripping it tight and stabbing it into the air above them and twisting the blade. The figure kicked up into the air once more with a forceful yell, digging their weapon deeper into the creature’s presumed wound.

Wanda hears the creature roar again, this time louder and clearer than the other times. For a split second, Wanda swears she saw something. An inky black mass that almost resembled a giant canine, but as quickly as she saw it, it disappeared. She almost assumes she imagined it.

The distortion seemed to bob upwards, no longer pinning down the stranger. They crawled backwards quickly, sword still in hand.

“Shoot,” Wanda said suddenly, glancing between Natasha and the odd display in front of them.

“Shoot what? I can’t see anything,” Natasha said, a mixture of confusion and frustration subtly ringing in her voice. 

“Straight forwards, about 5 feet over the suspect,” Wanda instructs, her eyes staring sharply at the scene before her. Natasha shot off two bullets and Wanda watched as the bullets disappeared into thin air. “Hit,” Wanda reports.

The figure jumped up to their feet, not looking back at the two Avengers that stood a couple of feet behind them. They slashed their sword twice into the distortion, and Wanda can only assume that they hit it.

The distortion moved and Wanda saw as it was about to come down on the stranger once more. They swung their sword upwards, the blade facing up to defend themselves from whatever was about to hit them.

The creature made an impact with the sword, the force strong enough to make the figure scream and buckle under the pressure. The same bellowing sound came again, this one louder than the one before. “Shoot, two feet above the suspect’s head,” Wanda commands, watching as the figure rightens themselves and backs up a few steps.

Natasha aims and takes a few seconds before shooting, taking the necessary precautions to not hit their only potential lead. 

She shoots off three more bullets, and Wanda sees as they ricochet off of the distorted creature. The stranger then charges, sword at the ready and seems to stab at the creature. They yell as they try digging the sword in deeper, and then forcefully drags the blade to the side. The figure did not stop until the blade no longer felt any resistance and cut freely through the air. A low, guttural sound reverberated through the forest and the distortion suddenly fell with a hard thud, the figure swiftly moving out of the way before impact.

The two Avengers watched as the figure breathed heavily, staring off into nothing. After a few moments, they groaned loudly, their free hand flying over to their shoulder, their sword in their other hand. Wanda could see as crimson began seeping through the stranger’s fingers. They turned and stared down at where Wanda last saw the distortion on the ground and nudged it with their foot. 

Oddly enough, Wanda could no longer see it, the ground and the trees of the forest remaining as still as ever. 

The figure continued to stare down at the ground, lowering their sword, the tip of the blade touching the dirt and leaves of the forest floor. With a sudden flash of white light, the figure drops the sword into the ground, the blade no longer visible. For the third time, a familiar cold shiver ripped through Wanda’s body.

The figure slowly turns and makes eye contact with Wanda and Natasha, fatigue evident in their face. They continued to breathe heavily as they stared. Without breaking eye contact, they extended their free hand off to the side and made a subtle circular motion. Once again, a bright flash appeared and both Avengers watched as the figure took one step to the side and dropped entirely from their view.

Natasha and Wanda looked at each other, before running up to where they last saw the stranger. Natasha bent down to the ground, running her hand over where the figure had been last, trying to find some explanation of how the stranger disappeared.

Wanda, in turn, approached where she last remembered seeing the distorted figure. She reached out and her hand came in contact with something. She startles and backs away slightly, not having expected to feel anything. 

She shakes her head, throwing away the nervousness and hesitation, before feeling around again. She feels it again, an odd, slimy, sticky texture that makes her grimace. “Natasha, there’s something here,” Wanda announces as she retracts her hand from the invisible creature. 

“What is it?” Natasha asks as she approaches the young brunette. “I-I don’t know, it’s sticky,” Wanda replies, cringing as she rubs her thumb over the rest of her fingers, still feeling the gross texture on her hand. She forcefully waves her hand downwards, trying to get any of the excess goop off of her hand.

“Today keeps getting stranger and stranger,” Natasha mutters, her brows furrowed together, having reached out with her index and middle finger to touch the invisible creature herself. 

“They left their hat behind,” Wanda comments as she notices the piece of clothing laying on the ground.

“We’re gonna need forensics over here,” Natasha announces as she backs away from it.

“And find that person with the sword,” Wanda adds. 

“I know just the right person who can help us with that,” Natasha replied as she pulled out a phone and made a call.

Chapter 2 →

[bearsace]

Fanfic Writer Asks! 5, 11, 35, 51, 71

thank you for sending bb! these asks games are so fun to do while working on things in photoshop. sorry this got so long! y'all know me. i love to wax poetic.

fanfic writing asks -- let's play!

5. how many wips do you have? what fandoms/pairings are they for?

right now i've got two main wips: embraceable you and night sky! the first is a soulmate au in which nobunaga time travels to the modern day. the second is a fic in which my oc, nakamura mirai, is a ninja who's sent to sabotage nobunaga, but falls for mitsuhide. i've got a couple on the backburner though, that haven't been published! another soulmate au from shingen's pov called world of color where you see black and white until you meet your soulmate; however, soulmates of people with gray eyes never have the privilege of seeing color, as they for some reason will continue to see in black and white. the other that i'm working on is chasing constellations, a fic set in the same world as my fic petal snowfall, but this time centered around masamune instead of mitsuhide.

11. do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?

a bit of both! for long fics such as embraceable you and night sky, i tend to jump around, as the scenes come to me before the setup does when i outline the whole story.

35. what's your favorite fic you've posted?

HANDS DOWN my favorite fic i've posted is the tale of yukimura, kami-sama, and the incredibly long year. this fic was a brainchild for upwards of a year, and i had writers block on pretty much every fic i was working on. i wrote aimlessly for months trying to decide the actual plot, with nothing. then i remember that around halfway through, everything just clicked into place and i knew exactly how to finish it and where i wanted it to go. i live-wrote the ending with @juminly cheering me on, and to this day i'll go back and re-read it at least once a month. i feel that my author's voice really shines in this one. a close second is through my broken and bruised eye, it was you i beheld. i had a vision for it right from the start which i feel i accomplished. and of course i have a special place in my heart for fatal attraction, my first ever fic published here which i wrote to fill the mitsuhide-shaped void in my heart, and ended up truly cementing my love for him.

51. does what you like to write differ from what you like to read?

actually, now that i think about it, yes! i love to write very niche fics with odd plots and unexpected povs. however, i love to read long-form fics that might as well be additional routes added to the game. and of course, i haven't tried my hand yet at writing smut, but i appreciate the well-written smut fics i come across!

71. do you spend more time reading or more time writing?

i don't write as much as i'd like to, but now that i'm nearing graduation and planned my credits accordingly to have an incredibly chill last two semesters, i'm hoping to write more than i read. right now though, it's vice versa!

[adrianicsea]

for fanfic asks: f, g, h & s!

HELL YEAH thank you!!

F- share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes and explain why you’re proud of it- ah jeez..... probably this exchange between logan and juliet from aquaphoria (edited here for brevity):

“Sorry,” she said. “Editing’s been a bitch lately.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

“You wanna listen to it?”

Logan nodded as he looked up at Juliet from his place on the couch.

“Of course I do,” Logan softly said. “You know I love your stories.”

Logan was pleased to see Juliet finally relax her jaw.

“Thanks, Low,” she said. “But first, do you want some coffee or anything? Aunt Adonia sent me some melomakarona the other day—”

 Within seconds, Logan was on his feet and heading for Juliet’s kitchen.

“You take it easy, Jules!” he called over his shoulder. “I’ll make the coffee, don’t worry.”

Logan heard Juliet laugh behind him as he entered Juliet’s kitchen. He beelined for the large plate of cookies sitting on the island and picked one up. It was a bit sticky in his hand, and pieces of chopped walnut fell onto the plate below.

“I can’t believe she sent you all of these and didn’t send me any,” Logan called back to the living room. He took a bite of the cookie and groaned as the taste of honey and orange filled his mouth, along with a slight edge of brandy. “I mean, what the hell? It’s not even close to Christmas!”

“Well, you know how Adonia is about the arts, Logan,” came Juliet’s response. “Maybe she’d send you cookies if you took up painting or something.”

“Whatever,” Logan grumbled to himself.

i really enjoyed writing these two together because like.... their relationship’s got so much potential! we know that the twins really care for each other, and yet they’ve never interacted with one another in canon. it’s impossible to say whether or not my portrayal is faithful to canon, since there’s no canon to be faithful to, but i like to believe that i struck a good balance between logan’s laissez-faire attitude and his genuine love for his sister. i also really enjoyed working in a little bit of lore about the delos family tree and heritage-- melomakarona are cookies made in greece, often around christmastime! it seemed fitting for the delos family, named after a greek island, to have some greek family and culture.

G- do you write your stories start to finish, or out of chronological order?- it depends!!! sometimes i can get a story flowing and bust out the initial draft from start to finish, but other times i struggle with the beginning and jump in on a random scene to fill the rest out later. even when i write stuff start-to-end, though, i usually end up adding additional scenes later on to help the story flow better or to add a little extra je ne sais quois

H- how would you describe your style?- well every time i’ve tried iwl.me for the past two years since i’ve REALLY locked down my writing voice, it’s told me agatha christie.... so like agatha christie i guess, lmao (although i’ve never read her work, so i can’t say for myself). i tend to focus a lot on character and lore expansion in my fic writing, and i would say a hallmark of mine is my tendency to splash description here and there in broad strokes throughout my writing instead of frontloading it all at the start of a new paragraph!

S- any fandom tropes you can’t resist?- there’s several i love to read about, but i don’t think i’ve really.... written many? i used to write a lot of urban fantasy/werewolf AUs but i kind of put those on the backburner because of the reputation they tend to have these days lol

[aparticularbandit]

so the current poll results tend to suggest the following:

y’all want the roisa soulmate fic.  y’all really want the roisa soulmate fic. i haven’t started writing this one yet, and i don’t have the clearest vision of everything involved.  in point of fact, one of the ideas i was planning on using here i think works better for a one-shot but i have another soulmate trope added in instead.  there’s, like, three different soulmate trope prompts at play here.  still kind of working on unpacking some of the hard rules i want to use for those tropes, but this is definitely a doable thing, given that i have that full month of july to start on this. you have been heard loud and clear.

y’all want the roisa university fic. this is easier.  i already have a couple of chapters roughed out and started on the third, so i already have that backlog started.  this one doesn’t require as much world-building thought as the soulmate fic, so it’ll be easier to make a bigger backlog, like i had with carla and like i had with luisa and the fox.  given that i like alternating between projects (particularly between rougher and lighter projects), this is a good fic to alternate with the soulmate fic. again, you have been heard loud and clear.

after those two, which are clearly ahead, it looks like there are two different tiers of things y’all would like, and i’m mostly just going to focus on that first tier (the second tier feels like hm, this would be nice, but want the other things more).  so, that top tier:

y’all want iylhybhn updated twice a month. right now, given the arc we’re in, this is likely doable.  i have a fairly clear direction on the next...ten? eleven? chapters? roughly? maybe a little more?  so doing more than one chapter a month is doable.  i don’t plan on necessarily having a backlog on these, though, because right now i’m approximating 7k a week (sometimes more), and that’s roughly the length of an iylhybhn chapter (i think chapter ten was a little over 8k after the second write).  so basically, i want a backlog of other things so that i can write these more regularly. you have been heard loud and clear.

put jane: the real story on the monday update schedule. given the above two regarding the soulmate fic and the university fic, this may not happen.  i don’t want to try and push for a two times a week update schedule right now (although that has been my tendency, i like it not being...like, it’s an eventual goal, maybe, but i feel like that’s a bit of a stretch).  however, i do see that y’all want more regular updates on this, so maybe i can do these in-between writing chapters of iylhybhn.  these are lighter (mostly but not always) and really cathartic in terms of writing it, so they’re good in-between those. so might be updated once or twice a month, but likely not on the monday schedule.

put more luisa and the fox content on the monday update schedule. given the above two regarding the soulmate fic and the university fic, this probably shouldn’t happen but is silightly more likely than j:trs.  this fic is basically my favorite.  i already have some backlog on extra content once the fic is finished, and i already have an idea for furthering content.  because there is a stronger plan here in terms of what comes next, it’s easier for me to do this than j:trs, and since they’re on the same tier, i lean towards this one. so, likely, but not necessarily.

update the pokemon fic more regularly. considering i haven’t updated either of these since, like, november? december? i think november, this is doable. ish.  i don’t have a clear plot on luisa’s fic, but i do have a clear plot on clara’s fic.  so it’s possible i’ll update that second part more than the first.  this is on the backburner a bit, but i can try to, you know, not wait half a year in-between updates.  >< you have been heard loud and clear.

start posting everything’s coming up rose’s. i have a backlog on this, but it’s really rough and needs some editing.  i think i made it to chapter...i was in chapter three?  these chapters tend to be long - of the 17k i think i had, that covered...two full chapters, two partial chapters, a flashback, and...something else.  so, like, these chapters are long the way iylhybhn’s chapters are long.  may not backlog on these the way i want to backlog with my writing in july, but might.  probably won’t start posting these until after august - mostly i want to give a bit of a breather between this and the hallmark fic because they’re companion pieces and deal with similar themes - or, really, this is the fuller extrapolation of a lot of ideas i had when brainstorming those fics.

so, basically, what i’m thinking in terms of the monday schedule after july is:

update iylhybhn.

update the roisa university fic.

update iylhybhn.

update luisa and the fox content.

and then just alternate that way - primarily because university fic and luisa and the fox content are easier to build a backlog of stuff that’s just done and can go up during the month without me worrying about doing a bunch of writing and rushing each week. outside of that, in july, i want to:

start writing the roisa soulmate fic.

these may or may not be posted as chapters are available after july

idk how big of a backlog i’ll be able to do here, but i can do more brainstorming and writing during july for this

right now maybe tentatively look at a once a month schedule after july?

keep writing the roisa hp au.

i know this wasn’t on the poll, but it was still the highest voted from the last polls, so it’s still high up on the things people want tier

i still want to have an entire book of backlog before posting.  kind of like what i’m doing with the hallmark special.  i found that this was really helpful in terms of setting things up well for luisa and the fox, and i like having special fic projects that are done this way.

again, i plan on this being a weekly thursday update schedule per book

once the first book has been through two drafts with me and maybe goes to betas - so basically when it’s in its third (or fourth) draft, i want to start posting it.

i want this to be the process for each book, so there may be a long wait between each book.

have a bigger backlog of the roisa university fic.

in keeping with the potential new monday update schedule.

have a bigger backlog of luisa and the fox content.

again, in keeping with the potential new monday update schedule.

beyond that, i want to:

keep writing jane: the real story.

plan on a once or twice a month update but, like, tend towards still once a month.

because this is a lot of writing, y’all, and at this point, even looking at everything, it’s intimidating and i already feel spread thin.

keep writing everything’s coming up rose’s.

partly for backlog, partly i just really like this fic a lot.

potentially also a once a month update after august??

go back to writing the pokemon fic(s).

potentially update every other month.

keep writing heart in motion.

despite being on the lower tier on the polls, this fic has a lot of traffic.  not everyone who reads my stuff on ao3 gets here for polls, and from stats, this is wanted.

potentially also update every other month - i have a harder time with this fic in terms of getting into everyone’s voices across all of the characters.

feel free to pursue other projects at will.

this includes aftershocks and the rosalint fic and the super epic crossover and potentially other pairs (dottie/lint, for instance, would be really cool)

i still want to write an epic rose/dottie/whitney/lint/emma fic because can you imagine the five of them working together it would be great.

and this last one, in particular, is important because honestly, looking at all of this feels really intimidating and it looks like a lot and i know me and jumping between projects and i know that sometimes what i want to do in terms of what i know y’all want is not always what i end up doing because there are other ideas that really interest me.  and i don’t want to give up that freedom to adhere to all of this.  but it’s also nice to have a general plan of where to direct when i don’t feel overwhelming muse for one particular project or another. anyway.  here!  a thing.  ^^ also the poll is still open, so if y’all want to vote, feel free, and i’ll potentially change these sorts of ideas accordingly.

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do you have any ideas for fics that you’ve thought about but haven’t written yet? love your blog also :)

I do actually!! (+ thank you for the compliment <3)

One I've been messing with lately is the actual written fic of my Adam & Lawrence Adopt Corbett AU? That one I actually did start to write, but scrapped it due to it needing some reworking. I definitely plan to write for it someday, I just don't know when that day will be,,

Another idea, which actually will (hopefully) be a set of fics, is an expansion on the Laura Survives + Ends Up With Amanda AU (intersected w an Adam Also Lives AU) I mentioned in my fic abt them! I kinda just wanna elaborate on their lives after their tests and how they cope with it in the long run, with themes set around found family + realizing vulnerability isn't weakness, which is smth that I feel Amanda struggles w heavily. Mean besties/siblings Adam and Mandy + their partners who are very fondly exasperated!!

Something that I hope to write soon but I'm not sure when I will is a Diana sickfic where she needs to be picked up from school, but Lawrence & Alison are both at work and are unable to, so Adam does as he and Lawrence have been together a year at this point and he's picked her up at the end of the day before. He worries he's not going to be of much help but his experience (his siblings, himself, + his mother constantly being sick in childhood) and Diana's comfort in his presence basically mean he's worried for nothing. Lawrence comes home to them in a pillow fort, Diana in Adam's lap, a book somewhere beside them, both of them asleep and his heart just melts (he definitely thinks of them as the two loves of his life),, I love Chainshipping + Diana family fics and I haven't written a lot of 'em so!!

One that's been on the backburner for what feels like Forever though is an AU based on the idea that was in the original SAW III script: basically Strahm was going to find Adam in the bathroom and kinda do what Amanda did (mercy kill), but instead this AU centers around the idea of it being Rigg instead, who saves him - and this detour actually ends up saving Eric, as he doesn't open the door and the ice blocks aren't activated (Hoffman is DEFINITELY pissed bc he didn't anticipate it, but what can he do?). The endgame is Adam/Rigg/Eric but I haven't Super expanded upon that lol,, I daydream abt it a bit but that's it!! One of these days I'll write down key elements. (I'm not certain whether Lawrence is a disciple or not in this AU, so maybe Lawrence will be added too? and I don't rlly wanna leave Art out either,,)

This one's much less detailed but I wanna write a fic abt Mallick!!! I think abt the Fatal Five SO MUCH and I wish they got more characterization/that we at least got to know more abt them. It strikes me as odd that we haven't heard more abt Mallick in particular bc he's one of the few survivors of a game to actually appear in a following movie? I just think it's weird that if he's that significant in canon (he's obviously Very significant in my heart), why don't we know more abt him?? I also want Brit to be there bc personally I got the impression that she didn't survive, but a. that hurts me to think abt in regards to Mal and b. I believe it was said in a commentary track that she actually Did survive, just wasn't present at Bobby's meeting. (fun fact I find interesting: Brent Abbott from VI & Daniel Matthews were meant to be in that scene too!)

SPEAKING OF DANIEL I want to write. Just smth abt him. I love Daniel a lot & have ever since I first watched II. I feel this way abt Diana and Corbett too, but I've always wondered what happened to him after everything. Like yeah he was older than the former two I mentioned, but he was still a child, only 15-17 at the oldest, and I just. I don't know! I wish we knew more!!

And then lastly, I want to write a fic where Ashley Kazon (the first to die of the Fatal Five in SAW V via. the razor thing.) survives and ends up w Brit lmao!! I have no idea why or how that ship occurred to me but I kinda just wanna flesh it out a bit, see what happens, ESP since ashley is such a minor character who. Instantly is gone. (I also want to have Adam there bc I KNOW he and Brit wld get along. Mean gay/bi solidarity!! so basically maybe it'd be Brit/Mallick/Ashley, as in she's dating the other two who are not dating each other, and then also Adam/Mallick!)

There's probably a bunch more but they've not received nearly as much thought - save for my Alison/Tracy ideas, which I think abt often but haven't been able to construct a solid fic out of yet,, but this was fun to think abt so thank you!!