#liv procrastinates writing

[house-of-lovin]

legally binded

Jenna Ortega x F!Reader

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Summary: After getting caught in some hot waters with the press, you are forced into an unexpected agreement with America's sweetheart, Jenna Ortega to save your career.

Warnings/Tags: famous!reader, mentions of hard substances, intoxication, mature language, real people (do not read if any of these makes you uncomfortable)

Note: Wrote a quick one, I don't usually write about real people so (this is all fiction, don't take it seriously) Can you tell I'm procrastinating on my other WIPs.

Word Count: 2.1k+

“Blacking out at a strip club in Vegas, are you fucking serious?”

Jake, your manager’s voice thunders around the office. 

You sink lower into the armchair, casting your eyes down – ashamed. From your peripheral, you can see Jake pacing up and down behind his desk and yanking at his tie; roughing up his usually neat-suited appearance. 

“Is it bad?” You gather the courage to ask.

There was a lot of shit that Jake lets you get away with. He’s known since you were a young teen with starry-eyed dreams. Except, your dreams did come true. You were living it, working with respected directors and actors on prestigious sets and projects; it was a shot in the dark that you would ever become a working actor much less a critically-acclaimed one but Jake took a chance on you.

But no one had warned you just how much you had to give up in order to keep succeeding at your dream. Work breeds more work, is that what they say?

Well if that’s the case, it certainly felt like it. Since your first big break, you haven’t stopped working. Seemingly flying to every crevice of the Earth to show face at yet another event they had scheduled on your calendar. 

You could barely name the day of the week.

Being in your teens in the public eye was not easy and it hasn’t gotten any easier as you entered your 20s. So they can sue you for trying to have some fun for once in your life. Granted, you may have gone overboard with it… that much you can own up to.

“Is it bad?” He scoffs, reiterating your question in a mocking tone and if it were anyone else you wouldn’t have been able to stave off your annoyance. “Try the end of times… you got locked up in jail. For possession of coke. You can imagine the headlines.”

You wince, clamping your eyes shut. Yeah, that is bad. “It wasn’t mine! It was–”

“Oh, I know whose it was!” Abruptly stopping, he swipes a finger in your direction shutting you up. “You and your little boy-toy can say goodbye to each other ‘til Liv and I fix this goddamn mess.”

“I didn’t know he had it on him, Jake. And he’s not my boy toy.” Your nose screws up in disgust. 

“It doesn’t matter anymore. The media caught wind of your weekend away in Vegas with that singer. Did you really think no one would recognize you with a famous musician in a strip club? They have pictures of you in cuffs, Y/N – you’re lucky you didn’t get pressed with charges for drug possession.” 

You hear the tired disappointment in Jake’s voice and feel guilt crawl around in your chest. No words seem to be good enough to fix the mess you created so you stay silent. You can add this to the list of headlines he has had to clean up recently. You keep your head down, like a petulant child called into the principal’s office – which in this situation, was an accurate comparison.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me, Y/N.” A higher-pitched voice echoes behind you and theoretically, if it were physically possible to pass through atoms, you’d be 6-feet under the Earth’s crust.

Far, far away from Liv.

“I already gave her the talk, Liv. We haven’t got the time. What’s the plan to fix this?” Jake crosses his arms, one elbow propped to hold his heavy head up. The bags under his eyes were a clear indication that like you, he also hasn’t slept since he bailed you out of Clark County Jail – a mere 10 hours ago.

All you knew is that you were waking up in a cold, dingy cell with a nasty hangover and an officer shouting from behind steel bars that someone had posted bail for you. Next thing you knew, you were being escorted out the side entrance of the building and into a blacked-out Escalade then driven to a private tarmac where a jet was waiting to take you back to Los Angeles.

Liv is also someone you accredit your success to. Jake and Liv are partners and often represent clients together. You liked to call them each other’s work husband/wife. Liv is a tough lady, only in her early 30s and already one of the most sought-after PR agents in Hollywood; has a boss-ass bitch attitude and a resting bitch face to match. Where Jake often played the good cop with you, Liv was guaranteed to be the complete opposite. 

Liv rounds the desk, standing beside Jake. She was dressed in business casual clothes but her hair wasn’t done like it usually was – a sign she had rushed over here upon your arrival. Staring you down with a menacing glare before rolling her eyes. “You’re not gonna like it, but I don’t care because we’re way past doing things your way.”

You sit up, a little scared. Liv is not one to mess around with. If she says it’s something you won’t like, you might as well go dig up your own grave. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I have an idea as to how to get some heat off your shoulders. Just until the press can find something else to fuss over.” She waves with a hand, furiously typing on her phone.

You and Jake shared a look, waiting for her to continue. 

“Well, are you going to tell us or not?” Jake huffs, throwing his hands in the air. Was he the only one in this damn room that felt like the sky was falling?

A knock interrupts before Liv can respond. “Hold that thought… Come in!” She holds a finger up, shoving her phone in her back pocket. 

You turn around, curiosity getting the better of you. Only, it was Jake’s assistant popping her head in. “Sorry for interrupting, sir. I know you said not to disturb you unless it was urgent.”

Jake runs a tired hand on his face. “Just get to the point, Em.” He says, not unkindly.

“Miss Olivia’s guests are here for the meeting. I was wondering if I can let them in?” The young assistant says timidly. Anyone can feel the thick tension in the room. No doubt she also saw the headlines plastered all over the internet of your face. There was an urgency in her mannerism that told you she wanted out of this conversation as soon as possible.

“Yes, let them in! Don’t make them wait.” She waves frantically. The door closes, leaving the three of you alone for a moment.

“Liv, what is this?” Jake asks before you can.

“Y/N, control your anger and be kind to our guests. This is for you, remember that.” She plasters a large smile with her last words as the door opens; multiple voices can be heard behind you. What the hell does that mean?

“Miss Ortega, great to officially meet you and Sarah, thank you for meeting us on such short notice.” Your head snaps to the side as Liv steps out from behind the desk to greet the people behind you.

The sight has you struck dumb. Why is Wednesday Addams in your manager’s office?

Granted, you know who she is. Who doesn’t? You can barely drive down any highway in L.A. without seeing her face plastered on some sort of billboard or building. But why is she here, in this office?

“Y/N I’d like you to meet Miss Ortega…” You were still rooted in your chair, just staring at them like an idiot. An uptick of a brow is raised as Jenna watches you remain unmoving. 

“Get up.” Jake kicks the back of your chair as he rounds the desk to greet Jenna and her manager, gritting under his breath. You spring up at the thud, rubbing your back in annoyance. 

“Nice to meet you, Miss Ortega.” You extend your hand when she finishes greeting Jake. 

She stood a good few inches under you, dressed casually in loose pants and a hoodie. She had a pair of sunglasses pushing her hair back, which was tied in a messy low bun; headphones around her neck.

You two have never crossed paths in all your years in Tinseltown – which was surprising considering you two are around the same age. There might have been an event or two that you had attended at the same time but you have never had the chance for a formal introduction. It wasn't difficult to see why the whole world was buzzing about Jenna Ortega.

“Just Jenna is fine.” She slides her hand in yours, sending a small, shy smile. The sparks you feel when your palms connect has you flinching almost imperceptibly. You see Jenna’s eyes snapping toward your connected hands telling you she may have felt it too. But before you can think too hard on it, you’re pulling away from her grasp. 

“Let’s all sit down, so we can tell you why you’re both here.”

Jenna takes the armchair to your left, and you fight to keep your sight straight ahead. “There’s no easy way to break the news. But here’s the CliffsNotes version. Over 24 hours ago, Y/N was arrested in Vegas. The press is having a field day, they already have the paps planted outside her house and every location she frequents. Our solution… a PR relationship, just until all of this has died down.”

You stare deadpan at Liv. Out of all the years, you have known her, this has to be the most balls-to-the-wall, bonkers shit she’s ever said to you. 

“What?” A sweet voice piques beside you, voicing out the shock you weren’t able to verbalize.

“A fake relationship, sweetie.” Her manager, Sarah says in a much sweeter tone than Liv could ever muster.

You can see her shake her head from your side eye. “We agreed to no PR stunts like this, Sarah.”

“I know, Jen. But with the recent controversy online… we just think this may be a good look. Liv called me last night and we came up with this plan and thought it couldn’t hurt with both of your situations.” At least her manager sounded apologetic. 

Jenna scoffs, feeling irritated and ambushed. “No offence, but I can handle a few nobodies online. And my situation is nowhere near as bad as hers. If anything how would pairing me up with someone who does drugs be good for my image.”

Your head snaps to her, nearly growling, “Watch it. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

She bites back, turning to glare at you. “Is it not the truth?”

“No.”

“We got a drug user and a liar, great.” She mutters under her breath.

“Okay stop! You two don’t have a choice,” Sarah speaks up, sending Jenna a look you didn’t care enough to decipher. 

“Get someone else,” You say to Liv, ignoring everyone else around you. “Literally anyone else, please.” 

Jenna puffs out an incredulous scoff. “Screw you, dude.”

“Screw you too!”

“Jenna!” “Y/N!” The adults of the room shout over one another, chastising you both.

“That’s enough!” Jake shouts, getting you to break your intense glaring at the other actress. Jake’s tone slightly scared you, he was never one to raise his voice. And you knew you were balancing on some very thin and fragile ice with him at the moment. 

“This is the plan and that’s final! Jenna, everyone sees you as America’s sweetheart after the success of Wednesday. As much as it sucks, everyone is watching your next move, personally and professionally. And Y/N, you’ve been in the press for literally all the wrong things this year, and yet, the public can’t get enough of you. It’s good publicity on both sides… So you two will learn to get along – for the sake of both of your careers.” He says with a tone that leaned on threatening and you didn’t have the balls the challenge him on that. 

You had worked too hard for the life you have today just for it to be thrown away by a careless mistake. So if you had to buckle down and act in love with one of the most annoying people you had ever met, in world-record time, then so be it.

“How long…” You mumble, dropping your head in defeat.

“Three months at most. Less the quicker people forget about your night at the county jail.” Liv answers.

“Fine…” You conceded.

A few seconds of silence ring out before she answers, “Fine…”

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Jake and Liv @ Reader:

I swear there's a SpongeBob meme for everything.

:)

[sitp-recs]

hello loveliest liv :) it's almost semester break for me which means a lot of time for reading drarry! (...as if i haven't been procrastinating all term reading drarry anyway... but shhhh)

so i am coming to you, my most trusted drarry reccer, cup in hand, begging for some lovely, long, plotty recs, pretty please? i'd take anything you have to offer (except for horror-themes they make me queasy ups)

sending love x

Hello my darling! Ahh how nice, you deserve a lovely and chill break full of Drarry treats! I can’t wait to leave on vacation in early August myself 🙏🏼 I did two lists with long, plotty recs (here and here) but it was a while back so I thought I’d add some more. I haven’t read much this year tbh, but really enjoyed these long-ish fics. Happy readings!

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[punishing-eden]

congrats on 151 follows, i enjoy your writing a lot and hope to see more !! 🫶

may i request a oneshot of lee comforting commandant after a long day? hyperreal's idle animation where he carries skk to bed melts my heart..and i'm sure my fellow lee simps can agree

Author's note:

🥺🥺🥺Thank you, I am glad you enjoy my work! And, I do have some more fic ideas on that back burner, both for PGR and other fandoms!

I heard about Hyperreal's animation, although I've seen his victory animation, I haven't seen the one where he carries SSK.

Lee simps unite! ✊

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Night Time Over Time...

Lee (Palefire) x Commandant/reader

Not beta read, but proof read

Summary:

Working overtime became a habit for you, and it became a natural occurrence for your constructs. Lee wants to give you a piece of his mind.

Tags: Wholesome, one-shot, short fic, request

The chattering outside of his room took Lee's attention from what he was doing.

He listened to the faint chatter of two Babylonia candidates walking along the corridor during this hour of the night. It was usually these two who were the last ones to head to bed, and the ones responsible to wrap things up around the living-quarters of the base.

Lee took a glance at the time reading at 11:55 pm. The two candidates were heading to bed earlier than usual. It was an occurring sign for Lee.

Placing the screwdriver down, with a heavy heart, Lee stood up from his seat. He went out of his room with a destination in mind.

He walked through the corridor and turned left. Continue walking until he reaches the large double door of the practise room.

Lee took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He paused and ruminate the scenario in his M. I. N. D once again. To make sure, he has the correct wordings and sentences to go against your stubbornness.

Something must be done about your habits, and Liv was too soft to tell you, no.

Without a moment to waste, Lee approached the door and it automatically opened.

As it was expected he sees you sitting on the floor with your legs crossed staring at the empty shooting range.

In several instances, Lee had seen fooling around by yourself. Doodling on a piece of paper, singing to your heart's content, or just talking to yourself; procrastinating from the ever-growing amount of work.

However tonight, you were quiet and it felt a little off. Your eyes looked tired, your lips held down with a small frown, and your brows were furrowed.

He knew something was bothering you.

You didn't greet your construct. Too lost into your own thoughts, the fact of someone came into the practising room flew over your head.

"Commandant..." Lee spoke

Upon hearing your title, you turned your head and saw your construct standing by the door way looking at you.

Startled, you quickly put up a smiled and plied, "Oh hey, what are you doing here?"

"I should be the one asking," Lee crossed his arms, "It's late. What are you doing?"

"Just taking a break," you answered simply.

"...are you working overtime again?" Lee asked. He sounded a little concerned.

You became a little embrassed from his statement. It wasn't the first time your constructs has expressed their concerns about working overtime, "... It's nothing, just had a long day that's all..."

Your voice faded a little as you spoke while your expression shifted. And, Lee had caught a glimpse of how the stress has began to take a toll on you.

"What happened?”, Lee asked, genuinely curious about your troubles. He added, “ I can see your stress levels are gradually increasing again. Going any higher than 40%, will contribute to hair loss." Lee stated. His had his usual scowl of disapproval, looking at you made you feel a little nervous.

Letting out a small laugh, you tried ease Lee's worry. Nodding your head in acknowledgment, you said, "I will be fine, Lee," Standing up from the ground, you brush the dust off of your uniform," just let me finish my work first then I will head off to bed, I promise."

Lee held a skeptical look. He reckon you would work your way around the promises.

"No." he said it out flatly.

"Please~" you tried to convince him, you looked at Lee, "I just need three more hours before bed."

"No."

Putting your hands together, you begged Lee to let you off the hook, "Just one, one report and I will be done for the day."

"No."

For five minutes, the negotiating went back and forth. You continued to stand on your ground, opting to finish the most urgent report first before resting. Which was a good enough reasoning to convince Lee to agree.

"Fine, one report only," he crossed his arms and said, "I suppose I can help out too."

Sitting by the desk in your quarters, you began to type away in your report. Meanwhile, Lee helped writing the supporting report and sorted all the other related paperwork.

As minutes went by, you continued to work, asking Lee for assistance from time to time.

As your construct, Lee diligently obliged to every demand. Assisting you, with every detail from gathering supporting data files to the final printing of the entire report. Adjusting the angle of the staples to the colour coded indexes. Placing the hardcopy in a yellow card folder, he headed out from the printing room to place the freshly printed report on Celica's desk. Then with a transferring port, Lee submitting the digital copy to the Minstry of War.

He did a little calculation in his head before heading back to your quarters. Once the door slide open, Lee said, "Commandant, I have submitted the report to the Ministry of War. It would take, on average, 14 da-", he stopped mid sentences.

Still seated in your chair, you didn't response to Lee. You were leaning on your desk head resting on both of your arms. While Lee was away, you couldn't help but to fall asleep.

"... I told you so..." Lee mumbled with a sigh.

He slowly approach you and watched as you slumber. He had thought about the possibility that you would fake sleeping just to have him get off your back. Looking a how deep you slumber, he knew you were too tired to continue.

Whatever happened during the day, he will deal with it in the following morning. Once, you were awake.

With care, he brought his arms around your back and legs. Gently, with ease, he pick you up and slowly place you on your bed. He tucked you in with the utter most care making sure you were comfortable to get as much rest as possible.

Satisfied, Lee went over to turn off the lights and headed out of your quarters.

"See you later, Commandant," he whispered.

The walk through the corridors was quick. He had memorise the route from the your room to his, to optimise the fastest and most efficient way to reach to you if there is an emergency. Within a few minutes, Lee arrived back to his room. Still, dimly lit from the lamp on his desk.

The first thing he did was to read the time on his desk clock, 1:45am.

"... Four hours and fifth-teen minutes before dawn... That's a new record for [Y/N]," Lee said. Without a word, he sat down on his chair and picked up his screwdriver.

(C) Punishing-eden

[luv-x-liv]

highly procrastinated intro post that i keep forgetting to do, so here we go

https://en.pronouns.page/@luvxliv

⊹₊⟡⋆ name + prns: olivia/liv || she/her

⊹₊⟡⋆ pan/ace

⊹₊⟡⋆ dni for the obvious reasons (like, if you're racist or homophobic or some shit like that)

⊹₊⟡⋆ hobbies: reading, writing, listening to music, honestly that's it (i have literally no personality, i fear)

⊹₊⟡⋆ books i like: harry potter (aka marauders lol) (fuck jkr tho), pjo (+ entire riordanverse), maze runner, kotlc, tsitp, the inheritance games (i have yet to read the grandest game btw)

⊹₊⟡⋆ artists i like (in order of my spotify stats): taylor swift, conan gray, sabrina carpenter, lorde, gracie abrams, olivia rodrigo, beabadoobee, noah kahan, alec benjamin, tate mcrae (my music taste is the epitome of basic, i fear)

⊹₊⟡⋆ i also love hamilton and six the musical

⊹₊⟡⋆ random facts about me: i'm working on a book; i'm a black belt in taekwondo; i don't really code but i know a bit of javascript, html, and sql; if i were someone from the marauders era, i'd 100% be remus; slytherin and child of apollo ��☀

that's it for now <3

[sergeantnarwhalwrites]

Author Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @kingkendrick7 and @i-can-even-burn-salad! Yes I am procrastinating. Yes I have already had a breakdown on the third week of college and have had to hide the fix my problems bottle. Lets go Fucked at Five for this one.

I tag: @aether-wasteland-s @winterandwords @liv-is @outpost51 @dumbthunder @kaiusvnoir @leighvalentin @nanashi23 @the-void-writes (only if y'all want of course)

1) What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

Uhhh I don't really think I have one. Maybe in the future. (Probably not I'm more of an accidental theme person than lessons)

2) What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

Open Season (the movies)

RWBY

Gene editing (other genetics knowledge as well)

X-men

Lycanthropy (mostly werewolves but transforming animalistic creatures in general)

Really fucked history of nonconsensual human experimentation and exploitation

3) What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, help readers grow as a person?

My main character is just trying to live and figure shit out right now as their life has taken a full flip. I myself am using them as a vessel for myself and pushing my tough people are softies narrative.

4) How many chapters is your story going to have?

No clue. I usually never think like this. Me? Fully plan a story before I write it. Hilarious.

5) Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

Original content. I guess up here on tumblr. Maybe Ao3.

6) When and why did you start writing?

I started writing in 5th or 6th grade. So 11 years old? I started writing as a way to figure shit out about life, about myself.

7) Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of Writeblr? What other writers of Tumblr do you follow?

Just because you're busy as hell/tired/burned out and haven't been putting words to the page. Or hate the words you've been putting to the page doesn't make you a bad writer. Life is a lot and being creative takes brain power. So so so many writeblrs XD. Just check out the taglist and even that ain't everybody. Love you writeblr homies and art homies too I see you.

[oh-no-another-idea]

OC tweets game

So, @hd-literature tagged me to do this MONTHS ago, and I finally have the brain power to fill out a few! I have no idea how twitter even works, but I had a lot of fun goofing around. From my WIP The Invisible Girl:

Rules: make a few fake tweets for your OCs. Bonus points if there’s no social media in their world! 

Lol no pressure tags for anyone who wants to procrastinate writing by playing around, and also @sleepyowlwrites @sleepy-night-child @blind-the-winds @liv-is @late-to-the-fandom @talesofsorrowandofruin @zmwrites @winterandwords @lavender-laney​ @outpost51​ and @writingbyricochet​ <3

[jawllines]

liv, you wonderful, lovely ray of sunshine. I just stumbled across some of my old writing and i think i would like to pursue it again bc procrastination is a thing. Would you do me the absolute honour of looking over the beginning of my story? If not, i completely understand. Love you, take a kissy 😚

SURE!! LOVE U KISSY RECEIVED AND RECIPROCATED

[lightleckrereins]

Hi! This is my first time making an ask on this blog (though I have read through your SIX posts and tortured Elisabeth with way too many strange asks hehe). If you don't want to answer this costume question no worries, but thanks for taking the time to read this?

I have some double Bryony/Liv ask(s).

What happened to Bryony's Seymour skirt? She brought her other two skirts to London but not that one? (Esp. after her Howard skirt had broken down a ton and was looking quite sad.) Are Seymour skirts just inherently more fragile?

When Liv went on as Aragon, she wore the Grace-style Seymour skirt. However for her cruise run she wore the traditional black Aragon skirt. So I'm assuming she wore Grace's (as the only other existing one was Mallory). Is her top also Grace's or is it her own from the ship? And why didn't she wear it for her early Seymour debut instead of the band costume?

Whose Cleves costume did she wear? Was it perhaps one of Lexi's or Shaka's old iterations?

Don't worry. Interesting asks are always welcome. We might take a while to answer for a few reasons including, procrastinating on photosets or proofreading, waiting for photos, someone forgetting we left an ask in drafts and just didn't post it, me doing a billion things and not having enough time to sit down and write an answer or elisabeth's massive ask backlog.

What happened to Bryony's skirt is anyone's guess. We know many if not all the Bliss 1.0 and Breakaway 1.0 costumes made it to london in the summer before tour reopening and Breakaway 2.0 starting rehearsals. But why Bryony never got her Seymour skirt (or second top) has never been explained. Same with most of Natalie's costumes.

I have two guesses: either it was decided two skirts were enough or more practical or it was an issue with sizing. We know the biggest issues that six costumes had during lockdown were related to temperature and humidity. But that affected the vinyl specifically which the Seymour skirts don't have. What actually breaks down first in the costumes is the boning on the skirts as it is not meant to hold those shapes. Boning is intended for cosetry or bodices where it is shaping something it is fully laying against and slowly molding to that shape or hoopskirts where it heavily relies on the tension of closed circles or elipses not free standing open skirts where it keeps the same straight or curved shape forever.

As for sizing Howard skirts are the easiest to resize; depending on the construction is either moving the closure or changing the waistband. And we know some alterations happened for the tour costumes including the Jodie turned Vicki skirt getting a new waistband. We have never checked but that might be the case for Bryony's howard skirt too. During her universal alt run her Boleyn skirt seemed to have a mind of its own and moved a lot (as in it rotated during the show) which points to a small size change. While the Howard and Boleyn skirts might have been taken in a Seymour skirt would need to be at least partially taken apart and reasembled for that and they might have decided it was not worth it. Also I dont think it was the plan for Bryony to be on that much as the tour had four alts and WE four then five so two skirts might have been considered enough for the few shows she was expected to do.

About Liv's costumes. We know those at least partially made their way to the UK as Natalie wore an altered version of Liv's shorts instead of her own. Again no clue why Natalie got new pants and Cleves jacket and didn't get either her or Liv's Aragon skirt or Cleves jacket and top. But Liv joining Breakaway appeared in her program bio very early on her universal alt run so it was planned since at least the middle of tour rehearsals that she would only stay as universal alt for a few weeks. Potentially altering multiple costume pieces for such a short amount of time was probably more complicated than fitting her with existing costumes.

The black costume she wore is indeed Grace's minus the sleeves. Her black alt costume was the updated design with cutouts while the one she wore on land was the old one with mesh and a lighter colored vinyl. And yes only two costumes that existed in that design are Grace's and Mallory's.

And her early debut was actually an emergency mid show cover a few days before her planned debut. She also wore the band costume for tour tech the previous week so I think the costumes she ended up wearing were a little behind on prep work (something as simple as logistics didn't work out to go get them out of storage sooner could be the reason). Also by her planned debut date she had costumes so things did go as planned in that regard. And the Cleves costume she wore was Shekinah's.

[bluberimufim]

Happy STS! 💜💌 What role does symbolism play in your WIPs, if any? What symbols relate to certain characters, events, or emotions? How do you decide what symbols to use, or what these symbols mean? Are they intentional, or do you notice them after they've appeared in the story? :) - @liv-is

Happy STS!!

Sorry to have procrastinated this ask but I wanted the answer to be good because of all the different parts the ask has. I'll split it into parts. The answers are about "Black and White", my beloved main WIP.

This is gonna be Lengthy.

What role does symbolism play in your WIPs, if any? What symbols relate to certain characters, events, or emotions?

Colours are very important in B&W. The whole circus is like a colour wheel with a big black and white tent in the center (each colour zone has a distinct Vibe but that's a post for another day). This mirrors how the story has a lot of pieces, with each side character being represented by a different colour, but they all ultimately revolve around Darius and Diedrich, the two protagonists, represented by black and white respectively.

In truth, Diedrich (white) is the original here, and Darius wants to define himself by contrast, while also being a foil to Diedrich, his kinda-mentor. Diedrich carefully guarded the secret of having sold his soul for his magic, while Darius tells everyone he did the same, despite no one believing him. Diedrich took Darius as an assistant and, in turn, Darius says he'll never take on an assistant in his life. He wears black suits and Diedrich wears white suits. But there's still many similarities between the two: their names start with the same letter, they use similar-sounding intros for their shows, and, when Markov joins Darius later on, he can't help but think of him as "his" Johann (who is Diedrich's best friend and travelled everywhere with him).

The Thing I wanted to get to is that both of their love interests are associatedwith the colour red. August (Darius's (ex)boyfriend), wears red almost every day as part his costume, and Lucille (Diedrich's wife), says her favourite colour is red. Hugo, who is Darius's other ex-boyfriend, also has slight associations with red. This is because all these lovers have one thing in common: they are tossed aside by their significant others in exchange for success. Although it's much more prevalent in Diedrich, on account of him being in the story for 38 years, Darius also does this. Diedrich has abandoned his wife three separate times because he just can't quit being a magician. (One of these times was when their son had just died, something indirectly but kinda directly caused by Diedrich, and he just didn't want to be with his wife bc it was depressing.) In the very first chapter, Darius leaves Hugo to go work under Diedrich, knowing full well this will probably land him in poverty. Then later, he basically says to August "come with me or we're done" (slightly better than straight-up abandoning, I guess, but still messed up), and August says "let's break up then".

How do you decide what symbols to use, or what these symbols mean?

The use of colour came to me very easily. I'm an artist, so I give it a lot of importance. For me, it's always one of the things that better defines a character's design in my mind. I'm a very visual person, so it ends up being the most obvious symbol for me, more than actual images.

I also have a Thing with Veera and Alexis's colours in the dystopia WIP, but I feel like I need to develop that more, but also because this post is already enormous. The dystopia WIP has a lot of colours.

Are they intentional, or do you notice them after they've appeared in the story?

Mostly they're accidents. Like the tent thing? I just realized that while writing this. The red thing has been around for a biiiit longer but it was also accidental.

But when I do notice a nice parallel or symbolism, I double down on it.

There's this parallel I completely accidentaly established between Anna (Diedrich's sister) and Johann's romance and Alphonse (Diedrich's son) and August, and I only noticed because I repeated a sentence in two dialogues (it was along the lines of "I want to love you in the sunlight"). Johann and Anna are obviously straight but their romance is taboo just as much as Alphonse and August's (which is gay) because Johann is married, but the marriage was forced upon him by his parents - kinda like, for queer people, society decides what your love should look like with no regard for what you truly want. Johann and Alphonse have just as much fear of disappointing their families, despite their difference in sexuality, because they've been told their love is unacceptable.

Aaaaaaanyway this was a very fun ask! I love rambling!!

It was also huge tho. I went off the rails.

[kayvi0]

E.G.O Squad

Seniors (12)

Peter Fisk (Turk)

Height: 5’5

Grades: B-/B

Favorite Class(es): Geography

Extra-Curriculars:

Band: Bassoon

Debate Team

Extra:

Major procrastinator but he gets things done eventually

Cannot sit still for the life of him when he’s not focused on something (fishing and tests specifically), usually paces in the hallways before class to try and get it out of his system

Prefers to and always gets away with doing group projects solo; he likes everything done to his own vision and he ends up speedrunning it the night before anyway

Juniors (11)

Journey Earheart

Height: 5’8

Grades: B+/A-

Favorite Class(es): AP Literature, Ceramics

Extra-Curriculars:

Environmental Club

Library Aide

Extra:

Ultimate mom friend (but if you get her mad you will regret it)

Always helps with homework, especially if a teacher won’t

Perfect attendance her entire school career

Silently stresses about everything

Carter Aoki (8-Ball)

Height: 5’8

Grades: B/B+

Favorite Class(es): Pre-Calculus, Computer Applications

Extra-Curriculars:

Track, Cross Country

Fencing

Orchestra: Violin 2

Extra:

Aimlessly walks around campus during his free time (needs a little time away from people, you know?)

Usually at school before half of the teachers and is always the first one in class

Go-to for writing tips, especially for essays (seriously he’s so good at writing them)

Vera Anderson (Remedy)

Height: 5’6

Grades: A/A+

Favorite Class(es): Forensics, Pre-Med related classes

Extra-Curriculars:

Library/Office Aide

Extra:

Extreme people pleaser

Has every form of self-care imaginable in her backpack

The one who actually has her life together

Not-so-silently stresses over everything despite this^

Olivia Fisk (Outcast)

Height: 5’9

Grades: D/D+

Favorite Class(es): Environmental Studies, FACS

Extra:

Skips class a lot and does the bare minimum when she’s actually there, just enough so she isn’t flat out failing

Loves to do volunteer work after school; even goes as far as to do this around town instead of going to class

Runs her own little babysitting service

Sophomores (10)

Cameo Branson

Height: 5’3

Grades: B-/B

Favorite Class(es): Art

Extra-Curriculars:

Track

Color Guard

Extra:

Party animal; throws one every other week and they are THE parties to go to

Gets detention and sometimes in-school suspension for pranks and dumb things every other week (based on a real person i know😭)

Works at a thrift store and sells her own designs there too, they get a pretty decent amount of traction

General Group Headcanons

Journey and Vera are library aides during the same hour. They love gossiping together while they run all their tasks and organize shelves.

Cameo and Olivia both do stupid pranks during passing period or a break. Liv rarely gets caught because she doesn’t stick around long enough to get in trouble, whereas Cameo always (willingly) takes the blame for it and she’ll actually admit to her crimes during class.

Whenever Liv does get caught, the group won’t let her hear the end of it. Especially Peter, both in a making fun of her and a disapproving older brother way.

Carter, Peter, and Liv took martial arts together as kids until Peter and Liv lost interest in middle school (though Liv still practiced moves at home).

Carter will not do social interaction and Olivia hates pretty much everyone so they all work together to find the most obscure spots to eat lunch at

They have little picnics at a local lake every weekend to de-stress :)

They’ve all known each other since elementary, mostly through Peter and Olivia. They knew Carter from martial arts, Journey went to the camp their aunt ran, and Olivia basically inducted Vera and Cameo into the group at random points.

okay SO i’ve been working on this list for a couple days since i’m finally revisiting my high school au thing. I have four different friend groups (GHOST, Drifters, E.G.O, SHADOW/A.L.T.E.R) and I’m gonna do different posts because I’m still touching up on mainly the last two. Here we will start, of course, with the GHOST Squad:

Seniors (12)

Midas Orville

Height: 5’11

Grades: A/A+

Favorite Class(es): AP Statistics, Business and Marketing

Extra-Curriculars:

Student Council: Student Body Co-President

Jazz Band: Alto Sax

Freshman Mentor (was bitter that Jules didn’t end up in his orientation group)

Extra:

Blazers over hoodie combo>>>

Probably richer than you

Pettiness x100

Brutus Alekhin

Height: 6’4

Grades: B/B+

Favorite Class(es): Government, Weights Training

Extra-Curriculars:

Varsity Football

Student Council: Student Body Treasurer

Extra:

Only does SC because Midas wanted him to (has to have someone always on his side)

Always up to date on everything: school dates, event, even simple gossip. You’ll never know unless you happen to ask

Prefers to stay in the background but always willing to help out

Juniors (11)

Martina Ortiz (TNTina)

Height: 5’2

Grades: C-/C

Favorite Class(es): Physics

Extra-Curriculars:

Wrestling

Choir: Alto

Extra:

Really smart (especially math and science) but could care less about school so she slacks off

Sleep deprived half the time (totally not because she plays video games all night, yeah)

Understands Spanish but has trouble speaking it coherently; she will, however, teach you all the swears and insults

Maya Styles (little on the nose i know)

Height: 5’6

Grades: B+/A-

Favorite Class(es): World History

Extra-Curriculars:

Orchestra: Cello

JROTC

Extra:

Tea>Coffee, drinks it every day before school

Ultimate peacemaker and preventer of death; will not let anyone walk away unless it’s on good terms, and constantly has to make sure these mfs (*cough* Tina) don’t die

Wardrobe is definitely larger than yours but she prefers the camo and earthy colors (mostly green and beige)

Maxwell O’Malley (Meowscles)

Height: 6’0

Grades: C/C+

Favorite Class(es): Weight Training/Any PE Class

Extra-Curriculars:

Basketball, wrestling, and track

Choir: Bass

Extra:

Loves cats (practically idolizes his own)

Sends you memes and useless facts at 2am

Everyone’s older brother (even if you’re older than him)

Freshmen (9)

Skye Newman-Cortez

Height: 5’3

Grades: B/B+

Favorite Class(es): Art, Photography

Extra-Curriculars:

Esports (probably Super Smash Bros.)

Volleyball

Yearbook Photographer (Kinda)

She’s not officially on yearbook staff but she’ll slide Ocean (who is) pictures she takes at events on her camera and some will end up in the yearbook.

Extra:

Lives off of hot chocolate, all year round

Tries to be friends with everyone (40% success rate)

Never any space in her backpack because where there’s no school-related supplies, there’s snacks or some sort of arts supplies

General Group Headcanons

(Some are repeated from the previous post)

Tina joined choir freshman year but was very self-conscious about it, so she forced Meowscles (his human name is Maxwell because it starts with M and i’m uncreative) to join with her. Turns out he’s a really good bass and he LOVES being on the stage, so he forces her into all these duets to get her to loosen up.

Skye and Tina practically live at each other’s houses. They’re always at one or the other after school and have sleepovers every weekend, where they watch movies and play video games all day/night. To each other, Tina is the cool junior and Skye is the cool freshman

Despite being one of the peacemakers/death preventers (the other being Brutus), Tina and Max have gotten very good at convincing Maya to join them on their not-so-very-safe shenanigans

Brutus, Max, and Maya have specific days they go to the gym together after school.

Brutus is always the one to drive, mostly because he’s the safest and quietest option. Maya doesn’t drive, Tina would be 20mph above the speed limit, Max turns the ride into a karaoke session (where he sings off-key on purpose), and Midas simply likes being a rider.

[yetanotheremptypage]

What if…after take my hand, wreck my plans (that’s my man)…I wrote a Kanthony Much Ado About Nothing AU…Kate as Beatrice…Anthony as Benedick…Edwina as Hero…an original character I can kill off as Claudio…

[loverscrossmp3]

the worst thing about james i think is he’s just…. objectively cool. he’s got the looks, the humor, the likability. the money, even!! tough for him though bc lily and i see right through it and will continue on calling him lame despite what literally all the other signs point to xx

[ink-livi]

Research my beloved and beloathed

[hello-yue-here]

HDSAC UPDATE

next chapter WILL be out this month even if its the last thing i do.

currently at 12 pages and almost done

its very much a filler chapter cuz im starting build up for the second arc of the story

but heres what ur in for in this next arc:

zuko comes to his senses

jealous jet

honestly very jinjet focused

sokka has shit to work out but hes gettin there

sokka is so conflicted but we love him

hes just a lil dumdum <3

angst but less angst but lots of angst

this arcs ending is gonna piss some of yall off but its gonna be WORTH IT I PROMISE

anywhoo im sorry for such a long wait between chapters for this fic but its rlly my fav fic i have and i wanna make sure its the best it can be

thanks to everyone who is still reading this fic ik its been forever college is hard but fun but YEAH HDSAC WILL BE UPDATED V SOON

[mecharose]

my writing process more like *stares at character design for 10 straight minutes to get inspiration*

[jojotier]

hi how am i not dead from stress