My productivity levels are some of the most inconsistent things on this plane of existence. Like, I finally got around to finishing a full-length play, but only after completing two more one-acts and starting two others. Oh, and I still have a musical to write, so I should get onto that. And there’s also this random novel that I’m in the second draft phase for and haven’t touched in at least a month.
I hate selective productivity fr
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soft hours u say…. hockey player!jeno who cant stop his match before he has his good luck kiss from you. you are late?? the coach can wait, theres no way he is starting before you seal his luck with a sweet kiss
hockey player!jeno who was so shocked when you pecked his lips right before a game. hockey player!jeno who was never so motivated to win a game ever in 23 years of his life. hockey player!jeno who can't stop thinking of your lips, even when his teammates are bumping him and patting him when they win a game.
the same hockey player!jeno stand by the entrence of the ice rink patiently, ready in his gear, and waiting for you. He's got his helmet in his hands, tapping a rhythm and whistling a soft tune, and he seems so nonchalant.
the audience is confused. shouldnt have the game started 20 minutes ago? what is going on? only a few people know what's wrong, and it's none other than Jeno's team themselves, and they still wonder to this day why Jeno can't just start a game without that stupid kiss from you.
Oh, but they don't know. They don't know how much power Jeno feels when he feels your lips on his, how secure and unyielding he feels, how he'd stop time and space just to wait for you.
Jeno doesn't realize how late he is. Frankly, he doesn't care. He doesnt notice until team captain Sicheng walks up to him, patting his back. "Come on man, can't you smooch her after the first quarter?"
Jeno simply shakes his head with a sorry smile, shrugging. "You don't get it,"
"I really don't."
Fortunately for Jeno, Sicheng is understanding. He's been in love, and knows how much a person could mean to another.
hockey player!jeno who continues waiting, even when his own coach comes and starts yapping his ear off. hockey player!jeno who makes the whole audience wait half an hour just for you.
hockey player!jeno who lights up the moment he sees you pull up in your roommates car, who grins at his fuming mad coach sheepishly, who meets you halfway to scoop you up in his arms in a warm hug.
"Jeno, what are you doing! Didn't the game start half an hour ago?" You mumble next to his ear, overwhelmed at his excitement to see you. Since when did he love you so much?
You don't know the things he would do for you. He'd wait for you, he'd make a whole stadium wait for you, he'd stop the whole world just to wait for you.
"Still waiting for my good luck kiss,"
"You absolute idiot! You waited all this time for a kiss?"
hockey player!jeno who nods, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. hockey player!jeno who cuts you off by placing both his gloved palms on your cheeks, bringing you in to kiss you sweetly. hockey player!jeno who grins as he pulls away, giving you once last peck on the forehead, before rushing into the stadium, past his coach, and to his team.
hockey player!jeno who wins the whole game easily, grinning up at you as you are baffled on the stadium seats.
all hockey player!jeno can think about is how much he still wants to kiss you!
inbox: open for soft hours!
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my broken heart, i know
that it is nothing short of a miracle
that i can hold warmth into your bones
when you wake shaking
that i can kiss air into your lungs
when you cannot breathe for screaming
that i can curl a smile into your lips
when you are worn from crying.
but my broken heart, i pray
that somewhere in the vast unending stretch of worlds
there is still a version of you
that does not know the taste of gunmetal
and still a version of me
that does not know the sound of breaking bone
and still a version of us
that does not know the feeling of tragedy.
my broken heart, i hope
in that world we taste happines
that isn't tinged with iron and rust.
in that world we speak legends
that do not carry our names within them.
in that world we blush pink with blood
that isn't choked with ice chips and frost.
my broken heart, i promise
even if in that world
i do not get to hold you
when you wake
and i do not get to kiss you
when you breathe
and i do not get to make you smile
when you cry
i would let you go, my broken heart
so that you may be whole again.
- by sylvie (j.p.)
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Hello, so excited to see you active and working on this IF again! I hope this means you are doing better on a personal level too because I remember you telling us you were not feeling up to writing and working on this as you were in a bad mental and emotional state. So I hope things have improved on that front too! 😊
I love the new and updated story and demo. I was just curious whether there are any changes to the characters or story. For example, I remember male Shea was trans and female Elixis was trans. Is this still true? What about the rest of the ROs? Are they still included? I remember you said you had to cut some of them off the story as they were way too many to write and account for. Same with our backstories, I remember you said you were considering altering/cutting some of the possible entities we can choose to be bound with. Sorry for all these questions, tumblr search is just notoriously bad so I can't find any answers to my questions.
Hello! I've been doing a lot better these past few months, thank you. I reached out and got help when things got really bad, and it's helped immensely. :) Though there are always days that are harder than others, of course, but I've been doing pretty well overall, I would say! Hope you're doing good, also. 💜
The majority of the main plot has remained the same 'behind the scenes', so to speak. I was thinking of cutting out a few of the helspawn entities when I first started the rewrite but ultimately chose against it--it just didn't feel right to change those! I did end up having to cut a few of the main companions, however, as it just was too much work for me at the time. I'm hoping to add a few of them as minor characters in the future, and for the others, I've incorporated some elements of their backstories and personalities into the remaining four (Elexis has some traits from Eiri and Sinclair now, for example, and Shea some of Sutton).
Regarding gender identities, female Elexis is trans, and nonbinary Elexis is always feminine leaning. Male Shea is not trans, however, though Penrose is a trans man. Shea looks and acts fairly masculine in all their forms, but they're pretty agender and not too fussed about it. Idris is... Idris. :)
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